Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 93. Ninety-three

Ninety-three:

"Golden Camel has to go," Wei Lan thought for a while, "Yu Nanfeng was shortlisted for Best Actor, and Zhao Yimin was shortlisted for Best Supporting Actor. Although there is no rumor about whether he will win the award, But as for the two nominations, let’s go. First, I’ll check the time.”

"OK."

At the end of the year, the entire entertainment circle has become lively again. The fashion circle has begun to hold fashion nights, charity parties, web portals hold website grand ceremonies, and major award ceremonies. They are also counting the emergence of this year in the entertainment circle. Awards will be given to outstanding works to encourage them. Yan Qingchi because of "Let's Fight!" friend! " was broadcast on Pineapple TV and Seal Video, and successively filmed the inside pages and covers of several magazines. So I also received invitations to the Seal Surprise Ceremony and Fashion Night.

Yan Qingchi sent Jiang Mochen a WeChat message, asking him, "Are you participating in the Seal Surprise Ceremony and Fashion Night this year?"

However, unexpectedly, Jiang Mochen never replied to him.

Wei Lan watched Yan Qingchi staring at the phone, leaned over to look, and saw that the WeChat interface was still stuck on Yan Qingchi's question five minutes ago, he couldn't help shaking his head, and sighed, "Oh, It hasn't been seven years yet, and it hasn't been seven months yet, so you are itching."

Yan Qingchi turned to look at him, "Can't you say something nice?"

Wei Lan thought for a while, coughed, and slowed down his tone, "It's only five minutes. He should be busy with other things. Is that so?"

"This is the way normal people talk."

Wei Lan sighed, "It's tiring to be alive."

"Are you still tired?" Yan Qingchi was almost amused by him, "Why are you tired, how chic are you, how few people in this world can live like you."

"So you keep giving me winks, are you envious of me?"

"It's because my eyelids keep twitching."

"Left eye and right eye?"

"Left eye."

"The left eye jumps for money, and the right eye jumps for disaster." Wei Lan murmured, "It's a good thing for the left eye to jump." He looked at Yan Qingchi, "Be careful when you walk, maybe you can pick it up tonight." What about the money?"

"That's really not easy. There are fewer and fewer people using cash these days."

"Maybe you can pick up gold?"

"With your good words, I will give you half if I really find it."

"That's OK."

However, until Yan Qingchi finished filming at night, he didn't find any gold, not to mention gold, he didn't even find a single coin. As expected, feudal superstition is a bad thing.

Yan Qingchi had just returned to the room, ordered a takeaway, and was scrolling through Weibo while eating, when he received a call from Jiang Mochen.

"Is work done?"

"Accepted, what's the matter?"

"I sent you a gift, go to the back door of the hotel to sign for it."

Yan Qingchi paused with his chopsticks, "Don't you just send yourself here?"

Jiang Mochen laughed, "What are you thinking?"

Yan Qingchi is very suspicious of the authenticity of his words. After all, he has just used this trick. Jiang Mochen also said before that he would come to visit his class, so it is not impossible to appear in front of him suddenly. .

He put down his chopsticks, "Okay, I'm going downstairs now."

"Well, hurry up."

Yan Qingchi put on his coat and went out, got off the elevator and walked towards the back door of the hotel. As a result, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Mochen in a black coat.

Yan Qingchi laughed almost unconsciously, and walked up to him, "Who told me that you sent me here?"

"Of course I didn't send me here, I'm just a courier brother."

"Oh? What about your express delivery?" Yan Qingchi asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small head protruding from the back of Jiang Mochen's legs, calling him softly, "Dad."

This time Yan Qingchi was really surprised, he guessed that Jiang Mochen might have finished the filming, so he imitated his sudden visit and gave himself a surprise, but he didn't expect that he would bring chess with him.

"This is a gift for you."

Yan Qingchi laughed immediately, and opened his hands towards Chess, "Come here, Dad wants to sign for the delivery."

Qiqi immediately ran over, Yan Qingchi bent down following his movements, letting Qiqi fall straight into his arms. Qiqi hugged his neck and rubbed it, looked up at him, Yan Qingchi hugged him, stood up, and kissed him loudly, "Okay, it's stamped, the receipt is successful, this little baby It's mine."

Qiqi giggled and hugged his neck tightly.

Jiang Mochen suddenly felt a little regretful. It should be said that he is also a courier, and he also wants to be signed for with a seal.

"Okay, get in the car first, it won't be good if you don't get photographed in a while."

Yan Qingchi walked next to him with a chess piece in his arms, "No," he said, "Wei Lan told me that his brother had arranged the place where he filmed in advance, and no paparazzi would dare to be around of."

Jiang Mochen was at a loss for words when he heard the words, "I used to hear that Wei Xun was a brother-in-law, and he almost doted on Wei Lan. No matter how good my brother is, how good he can be, the word doting is too exaggerated, and I found out later that this is really just a simple statement of facts, and no rhetorical grammar is useless."

"I think it's pretty good too," Yan Qingchi said, "How many people can you meet in your life who make you willing to give, and how many people you can meet who are so willing to give for yourself? Isn't it very lucky to meet both of them?"

Jiang Mochen paused, and he turned to look at Yan Qingchi, "What about you, have you met?"

Yan Qingchi smiled and kissed Qiqi, "I met my little baby."

Qiqi kissed him too, put his arms around his neck and smiled against him.

Jiang Mochen shifted the focus of the question as soon as he saw him, and didn't ask any more because he had no choice.

Yan Qingchi sat in the back seat of the car because he wanted to watch the chess and chess. He held the chess and chess in his arms and asked Jiang Mochen, "Where are we going?"

"Of course it's our hotel." Jiang Mochen took it for granted.

Yan Qingchi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it's worthy of the original book's attack, it's really moot, hotels are spread all over the country.

He looked down at Qiqi, stretched out his hand to poke his face, Qiqi raised his head, a little confused, so he also stretched out his hand to poke Yan Qingchi's face, the two of them soon became laughing There was a ball.

Yan Qingchi poked him, "Why are you still lying to me with your father, little liar."

"Father said he wanted to give Dad a surprise."

"So Qiqi agreed to him?"

Qiqi nodded and asked him, "Are you surprised?"

"It was quite a surprise."

Qiqi said "Yeah", "I will be pleasantly surprised."

"Yeah, of course I was pleasantly surprised to see Qiqi."

"That Qiqi is also pleasantly surprised." Qiqi imitated him and said.

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Surprise is not used in this way. Qiqi knows that he will see his father, so it is not a surprise, no surprise, only joy."

"Oh," Qiqi said, "then Qiqi also likes... what do you like?"

Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing, he just felt that children are really cute when they don't understand things.

"I like Papa," he said.

"Well," Qiqi nodded, "Qiqi likes Dad."

"Dad also likes chess."

Jiang Mochen listened to the laughter in the back seat, and felt that he shouldn't be in the car, he should be under the car, "You two, can't you also like Driver Jiang who is driving for you?"

Yan Qingchi clicked his tongue and asked Qiqi: "Are you hungry? Want to eat?"

Qiqi nodded, "I want to eat."

"Then let's eat dumplings later, does Qiqi want to eat dumplings?"

Qiqi is not picky about food, but asked curiously, "Why do you eat dumplings?"

"Because your father's vinegar jar was overturned, it can be used to serve dumplings."

Jiang Mochen was speechless, and he knew it was this stalk again.

Qiqi asked curiously, "Father knocked over the vinegar jar?" He looked at Jiang Mochen strangely, "I didn't see the vinegar jar."

"What children can't see, only adults can see."

Qiqi nodded with an "ohhh" and said, "Then eat dumplings. Can you eat the spilled vinegar?"

"Okay." Yan Qingchi thought, "I see your father often eats it."

"Yan Qingchi, enough is enough." Jiang Mochen couldn't help but stop him.

Yan Qingchi frowned, looked at Qiqi, "Look, father is very angry."

"What does it mean to become angry from embarrassment?"

"Well," Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "This explanation is a bit deep for your age, so let's not talk about it for now."

Qiqi is a little confused.

Yan Qingchi quickly changed the subject, "Did Qiqi bring a gift for dad today?"

Qiqi was surprised, "How do you know?"

Yan Qingchi was more surprised than him, "Did you really bring it?"

Qiqi nodded shyly.

Yan Qingchi hugged him, "It's really Dad's little padded jacket, Qiqi is so cute." He looked at Qiqi and imitated the words of fans on the Internet, "How can it be so cute? Does such a cute baby really exist? Chess must have grown up eating cuteness."

Qiqi was embarrassed by what he said, and went straight into his arms.

Yan Qingchi saw that he was a little shy but also very happy, so he continued to tease him until his cheeks were a little red, he kept smiling with his eyes bent, and acted softly to him .

Jiang Mochen glanced at the rearview mirror and snorted coldly, heh, it's clearly a movie for three people, but he's just a movie player, not to mention his name, he probably doesn't even have a voice.

It's really sad.

When they arrived at the hotel, they got out of the car. The three of them entered the VIP elevator and went directly to the top floor.

Yan Qingchi looked at his watch, it was already 10 o'clock, he looked at Qiqi and asked, "Are you sleepy? Do you want to sleep?"

Qiqi is indeed a little sleepy, but he is still thinking about eating, so he shook his head, "I haven't eaten dumplings yet."

Jiang Mochen heard the words, dialed the phone to order a meal, Yan Qingchi turned on the TV, and found a cartoon for Qiqi to watch.

After a while, the dumplings were brought up, Qiqi sat upright, lowered his head and smelled, "It's delicious."

Yan Qingchi picked a few for him and put them in his small bowl, afraid that he would feel sour, so he only dripped a few drops of vinegar, "Taste it, see if it tastes good?"

Qiqi hurriedly scooped up one with a spoon, bit into half of it, chewed it carefully, and replied, "It's delicious."

"Okay, as long as Qiqi likes it."

Qiqi scooped one up for him, "Dad, you eat too."

Jiang Mochen coughed, and Qiqi heard the voice to look at him, and naturally scooped one up for him, "Father eats too."

Jiang Mochen was satisfied now, and let out a "hmm".

Yan Qingchi smiled unconsciously as he watched their father and son interact.