Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 129.129

Chapter one hundred and twenty-nine:

Bo Yan felt that what he said made sense. He looked at Yan Qingchi and said helplessly, "It would be great if our family lived here too, so I can play with him after school."

Yan Qingchi listened to his childish words, but was very happy that Qiqi had such a good friend. He hugged Bo Yan, "It's okay, it's the same if you have fun at school."

Bo Yan was a little reconciled, but he had no choice but to nod his head, "Yes".

He looked at Yan Qingchi, and agreed with him, "Uncle, you can't tell others what we said today, okay?"

Yan Qingchi stretched out his little finger to hook him, "Okay, this is our secret too."

Bo Yan pulled the hook with him, suddenly smiled, and whispered, "We both have two secrets."

"Yeah."

Bo Yan looked at him with some envy in his eyes. He likes Yan Qingchi very much and likes to talk to him, Boyan thought, if only his father could do the same. He also wanted his father to hug him and talk like this. He also had a lot of things he wanted to say to his father and asked him many things he didn't understand, but he couldn't.

Bo Yan felt a little lost unconsciously, but he soon realized that he was in someone else's house and there were other people around him, so he quickly pulled himself together to make himself look less lost.

"Thank you uncle, then I'll go play chess first." He said.

Of course Yan Qingchi saw the change of expression on his face, and felt sorry for him unconsciously, he nodded, "Go, have fun."

Bo Yan stood up, waved to him, and went to find Qiqi.

Yan Qingchi watched him leave and sighed. If possible, he hoped that Bo Yan would be more happy. He is too sensible, and his sensibleness makes people feel distressed.

Yan Qingchi stayed at home for two months, cultivating his health and rest, and accompanied his two children. In November, Fu Minzhi called him and asked him when he could film.

Yan Qingchi was very surprised, "Are you set on me? Am I going to play the male lead?"

"Otherwise, what am I waiting for you for so long?" Fu Minzhi asked him back.

"I thought my schedule was not suitable, Director Fu, you chose someone else."

"I originally had this idea, but after much deliberation, you are still the most suitable candidate. I have seen you play Meng Luo. Although the handling of some parts is not delicate enough, the last scene is amazing. I I really like your last performance."

"Thank you." Yan Qingchi said.

"You're welcome. When will you be able to film? You said before that you can't do it this year, so can you do it in January next year?"

"It should be ok, let me confirm with Jiang Mochen."

"Okay, give me an answer as soon as possible after confirmation."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi nodded.

He hung up the phone and became excited unconsciously. He called Jiang Mochen almost in the next second and said excitedly: "Jiang Mochen, I received a call from Director Fu. He asked me when I could I'm the lead actor in filming."

Jiang Mochen had vaguely heard rumors that Yan Qingchi was decided for Fu Min's next drama, but because Fu Minzhi had never contacted him, he was afraid that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, so he didn't tell Yan Qingchi. Fu Minzhi actually called Yan Qingchi directly.

Jiang Mochen laughed silently, and was quite happy that the dust had settled, "That's a good thing, we can celebrate tonight."

"So can I film in January?"

"If you want to shoot, just shoot." From September to December, four months, Yan Qingchi recuperated for so long, his body should recover and he can work, Jiang Mochen thought silently.

When Yan Qingchi heard this, the joy in his heart almost overflowed, and he even had a rare unrestrained fantasy, "Tell me, will I win an award with this film?"

Of course Jiang Mochen would not hit him, and he closed his eyes without principle and said affirmatively: "Yes, Director Fu's works are all rushing to win awards. If you perform well, you will definitely."

When he said this, he remembered the news he received at noon, "Speaking of which, there is another piece of good news I haven't told you yet. I planned to tell you when I got home to make you happy. It's all right now. , double happiness."

"What?"

"I just received the news that "Lost" was shortlisted for Best Film at the Golden Ouija Awards, you were shortlisted for Best Newcomer, and I was shortlisted for Best Actor."

Yan Qingchi felt that if he were a groundhog now, he would probably not be able to hold back his screams. What kind of a good day is today? There is so much good news.

"We won't cook today! Let's go out to eat!" He said proudly.

Drinking out is always the favorite way for Chinese people to celebrate when they are excited.

"Okay, I'll pick you up in a while, and then we'll pick up the chess pieces together."

"Yeah." Yan Qingchi nodded, "It's a pity that Yanyan is too young to eat with us."

"Let's wait for him to grow up." Jiang Mochen said with a smile, "By the way, I told my mother a few days ago, let Aunt Zhang come back to help, and I can help you look at the inkstone."

"Alright." Yan Qingchi nodded.

"Let's do this first, I'll hurry up and finish the work in hand and pick you up."

"Okay."

Yan Qingchi hung up the phone, and immediately called Fu Minzhi back, saying that he can film in January, thank you Director Fu.

Fu Minzhi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words. She fixed Yan Qingchi in her heart, and delayed the start-up time for him. If Yan Qingchi still couldn't film, she would be a little worried.

"Well, I'll ask my assistant to send the script to your email in a while. You should familiarize yourself with the script first. If you don't understand anything, you can contact me at any time."

"Okay, thank you Director Fu, I will work hard."

"You're welcome, it's you who behaved well. See you in January."

Fu Minzhi hung up the phone, Yan Qingchi looked at the phone, still too excited to sit still, so he called Wei Lan again.

When Wei Lan heard that he had booked Fu Minzhi's movie and was shortlisted for the Golden Gui Award, she was so shocked that she didn't speak for a while, and then said angrily, "You are just showing off Chi/Guoguo , Tell me, did you cheat on yourself!"

Yan Qingchi laughed, "Maybe I'm lucky."

"You are not possible, you are clearly sure!"

"Don't worry, when I get enlightened, I will take you to heaven together."

"I don't want it, I was the one who took you flying before." Wei Lan snorted, "I mainly focus on TV dramas and haven't acted in movies much, otherwise I would have won the award a long time ago."

Yan Qingchi didn't have the heart to remind him, who is the main actor in TV series, that he only won the award last year, and he was still the best supporting actor, so he said softly, "That is, how amazing you are."

"It's too hypocritical!" Wei Lan mercilessly exposed it, he sighed, "Oh, I actually know where my problem is, my limitations are too big, and it's very obvious that playing that kind of high-spirited, It’s okay to carry the characters in the audience, but I can’t do it when I encounter those who are aggrieved, indifferent, and have something to endure misery. I’m not from a major, and I don’t have such experience. There is no practice, isn't it impossible?"

Yan Qingchi comforted him, "You can't say that, you played the role of the best supporting actor last time very well, and Yan Xiangming also played very well, you have your own advantages."

"I am only suitable for playing this kind of role that is a bit like myself. Fortunately, I am not from a major, and I can comfort myself. Isn't that because I have heard the truth first and then, and I have specialized in art. I am a Singer! If it weren't for the downturn in the record market, what would I do."

Yan Qingchi felt that he could see himself clearly, and he was quite open.

"Okay, it's a good thing that you were shortlisted. Your being shortlisted proves that you really did a good job, so I should have won at the time. I didn't die unjustly. It depends on whether you can win the award."

"I don't know if I can." Yan Qingchi said honestly.

"You should be more confident at this time, and feel that all the staff are servants except for personal reasons, and firmly believe that you can do it."

"When you found out you were shortlisted last year, was that what you thought?"

"Of course not," Wei Lan said helplessly, "I thought at the time, I was shortlisted for two roles, at least one of them must win, otherwise it would be miserable."

"Then you still make me confident now?"

"Isn't that just to cheer you up? Don't you want to hear me say, don't think about it, it's good to be shortlisted, win prizes or something, we don't have that kind of fate, do you want to hear this?"

Yan Qingchi: "...You better shut up."

"So, be confident. If you win, we celebrate the new year happily. If you don't win, we look forward to the next one. It's the first time anyway. Of course it's best if you win. It's normal if you don't win. Yours The next one is the key point, Director Fu's male lead, if it is nominated, it will be the best male lead, and if it wins, it will be the best actor, listening to it will make your heart move."

"Shut up, I'm a little nervous when you say that."

"Hahaha, when I was shortlisted last year, I thought, if I won, I would be Shidi. 22-year-old Shidi is too young. I think the judges will definitely not let me do this." Age broke the record of Shidi, so I didn't report much expectations. Sure enough, it was not my turn. But TV is different from movies. There are still such opportunities in movies. Jiang Mochen was already very young when he won the movie emperor, but Before him, there was an 18-year-old actor who won the Golden Ouija Award for Best Actor, so please come on, if you act well and win Best Actor, then you are even better than Jiang Mochen."

Yan Qingchi thinks that he is not as good as Jiang Mochen, and he is really not as good as Jiang Mochen in acting, but this does not prevent him from wanting to add a trophy to the glass cabinet at home, preferably the same trophy as Jiang Mochen.

"Then I will lend you a good word." Yan Qingchi said with a smile.

"Let me borrow it," Wei Lan said lazily, "Anyway, I don't have much chance to win prizes this year, so I'll lend it all to you."

"Why are you suddenly so cute?" Yan Qingchi couldn't believe it.

"Maybe it's because I grew up eating cute food." Wei Lan said shamelessly.

Qiqi left the school gate after school, walked to the car, and saw Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi were there, he rarely saw Jiang Mochen coming to pick him up, so he was very pleasantly surprised, pulling the two of them one by one, looking left Look to the right, and finally smile "hehehe".

A family of three chose a hot pot restaurant, and Qiqi was next to Yanqingchi, and asked him, "Why is there no inkstone, don't you eat inkstone?"

Yan Qingchi explained to him, "The inkstone is still small, it's not convenient to take it out, and he can't eat hot pot either."

"Then we can eat what inkstone can eat." Qiqi said innocently.

Listening to his rather convoluted words, Yan Qingchi patted his head and said tragically: "Baby, then you can only drink milk, and your father and I can only accompany you Drinking milk."

Qiqi opened his eyes wide, blinked, then bulged his cheeks, "Yanyan is so pitiful."

"When he grows up, he won't be pitiful anymore, he can have dinner with us."

"Then when will he grow up?" Qiqi was curious.

"Wait a little longer, don't worry." Yan Qingchi said softly.

The three of them raised their glasses and clinked together to celebrate Yan Qingchi's double happiness, and clinked again to celebrate Jiang Mochen's selection.

Although Qiqi didn't know what they were talking about, he clinked glasses diligently, applauding his two fathers happily.

Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi were both very happy. They wanted to drink some wine, but because Jiang Mochen drove here by himself, he finally drank the drink.

The three of them returned home under the moonlight, Qiqi went to see Yanyan as usual, saw that he was asleep, and didn't bother him, just put his sleeves in front of his nose, whispered, "Brother, you are too young to eat hot pot, so this time Dad and Dad didn't take you there, but I brought the taste back, you smell it first, and go with us when you grow up."

Yan Yan was sleeping soundly, so there was no response.

Qiqi felt that he should have smelled it, so he took his hand back and said softly: "Good night brother, see you tomorrow."

He waved at Yan Yan, and then left Yan Yan's room.

Yan Qingchi watched his actions at the door with a smile in his eyes.

He and Jiang Mochen finally opened a bottle of red wine, clinked glasses in the bedroom, sat on the small sofa, and drank slowly.

Jiang Mochen saw that he was curled up on the sofa, looking a little lazy, so he simply lit the candles and turned off the lights.

Yan Qingchi laughed at him, "What are you doing, candlelight dinner?"

"If you want to eat anything else."

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "I'm full."

Jiang Mochen sat across from him and looked at him, "Do you remember, the day the two of us received the certificate, we were also sitting here drinking."

Of course Yan Qingchi remembered, "It's still beer."

"Yes, and then we ran all the way to Qiuming Mountain."

Yan Qingchi smiled when he heard the words, "That's because you insisted on drinking and driving. I protested, but you refused."

"Your bickering verbal rejection is not convincing at all, okay?"

Yan Qingchi drank the red wine, "Then how about I kick you out of the car forcibly." He looked at Jiang Mochen, "I'm not that hypocritical, I'm married, I always have to do it, don't we still You have to agree on a time and place, and you are only allowed to drive after one year of marriage? Or you are forbidden to drive before you have no relationship? Well, if we have no relationship for the rest of our life, then we are not monks who are better than monks, Amitabha, so good.”

Jiang Mochen smiled unconsciously when he heard him say this, "I was indeed a little drunk that day, but at that time, I wanted to settle down as soon as possible, so I wanted to establish a relationship with you as soon as possible. Although this method is a bit simple and direct, but It worked for me. Before you, I had never had this kind of relationship with anyone. The most intimate contact was probably with a hug on the shoulder. You were right that night. I am really picky. Higher than the top, but I am very lucky now, because of this, I met you."

Yan Qingchi smiled slowly, "You still remember so clearly?"

"I also thought I forgot, but just sitting here drinking with you, I thought of the scene of that day, and I thought of me and you that day."

"Then do you want to restore the scene of that day?"

Jiang Mochen stood up, walked in front of him, and bent down to look at him. Under the dancing candlelight, his eyebrows and eyes were deep and affectionate. Yan Qingchi looked at him and felt that the tenderness and liking in his eyes seemed to have turned into candlelight and fell into his own eyes.

He heard Jiang Mochen softly speak in a quiet haze, "Can I?"

Yan Qingchi smiled and put the red wine in his hand on the table. He opened his arms and looked at the person in front of him, "Only you can."

Jiang Mochen leaned over and hugged him, kissed his ear, and then hugged him horizontally.

Yan Qingchi smiled unconsciously, he looked at Jiang Mochen, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, and kissed him directly in this warm ambiguity.