Zheng Mingri stood at the door and nodded at everyone. "You guys are early. "
Shao Qiu and Huang can both gasped.
Shao Qiu's voice was Staccato. "M... Male God... no, no, no, it's senior. Senior Zheng, good morning! "
Huang can adjusted her posture and tried to make herself look more gentle and touching. "Senior Zheng, good morning. I'm Huang can from Sky Shadow. It's such an honor to meet you. "
He Min was even more exaggerated. She clutched her little heart and her face turned red. She didn't even say a word. Her eyes were shining as she stared at Zheng Mingri.
Zheng Mingri looked at Jiang Xiwan and then smiled faintly.
Xi Wan smiled back.
On the other side, Zheng Mingri was a little absent-minded when he saw Xi Wan's smile. His eyes were empty and distant. In just a moment, he regained his composure. He walked to an empty resting area at the side and sat down. He closed his eyes and rested.
The assistants and managers behind him surrounded him and didn't say anything. They just quietly stood by his side, like the Guardians, the gods of the Guardians.
Looking at Zheng Mingri and his long-lost team, Xi Wan felt a sense of familiarity and subtlety. It was as if the pain didn't happen. He and she were still good friends and best partners.
They acted together and fought side by side. The domestic battlefield, the Asian battlefield, the European and American battlefield... ...
Many artistes arrived in the waiting room one after another. Their cards weren't small, but they were still inferior to Zheng Mingri. When they saw Zheng Mingri waiting in the waiting room early, they initially complained that they were early, but they instantly fell silent.
The waiting room gradually became lively. This was the first time that all the members of the production crew had met in a serious manner. Previously, they had only shared their Weibo posts with each other and switched off each other.
As Yang Feng was in city s yesterday, he had rushed over on a plane at four in the morning, so he looked a little haggard. Even with makeup and concealer, the bruises below his eyes could still be seen.
When Yang Feng saw Xi Wan, he forced a smile and said, "good morning, junior sister. "
Huang can and Shao Qiu, who were beside him, had also interacted with Yang Feng during this period of time, so they asked, "senior brother, what about us? "
"You guys are early too, " he said as he found a seat next to Xi Wan and sat down.
For a moment, the huge lounge was filled with starlight.
At 9:30, the press conference started.
At that time, the first floor of Dynasty hotel was full of media friends. They were all rubbing their fists, trying to show off their skills. Many people probably knew each other because they ran the news all year round. Before the guests on stage appeared, they were already whispering to each other.
Although their voices were not loud, when the large number of people combined, it was a powerful buzz.
At the back of the media area, there were fans backing them up. There seemed to be about 200 people. 150 admission tickets were sold, and 50 spots were given out by the production team through the Weibo Lottery.
Many fans took the initiative to find small groups before they arrived. Who Were you? Who were your fans? who were you here for? In less than an hour, the 200 or so people were divided into five or six small groups of fans. The biggest group was surprisingly Zheng Mingri's. They held the props they brought and sat on the chairs arranged in an orderly manner.
Before long, the host on the stage was wearing an elegant and intellectual Royal Blue Gown. She stood on the stage and held a microphone. She was full of witty remarks.
Then, she invited the main creative staff one after another onto the stage.
The person in the middle was naturally Xiao Yinzheng. He was a producer and also one of the investors. After him were the director, Chen Ping, the assistant directors, Huang Guang, Deng Fei... ... After the introduction of the main creative staff, they began to invite questions from the media ...
Most of the media received red packets. Naturally, they knew what to ask and what not to ask. A lot of the content was exposed on the Internet, so there was no point in asking anymore. As for other professional questions, although the main creative team members present were big shots in the entertainment industry, their news was aimed at the general public, and they were only interested in celebrities. Therefore, there were actually not many questions. Some were thrown at Xiao Yinzheng because he was not only the soul of this group of main creative team members, but also an undisputed king of singers!
After the main creative team's question session ended, it was time for the various artists to make their appearances. Zheng Mingri, Jiang Xiwan, Qiao Yu, Li Feng, Yang Feng, Zhen Liping, Wang Jue, Huang can, Shao Qiu... ...
The group of people could be considered mighty. They were all big shots. Then, one by one, they walked on the red carpet, trying their best to show their most beautiful side.
When they stood on the stage and waved to the crowd below the stage, the fans were in an uproar. One by one, they screamed.
One by one, they shouted aggressively, "Zheng Mingri! " "Zheng Mingri! ".
Xi Wan Habitually said to Zheng Mingri who was standing next to her, "you're very popular. " After she said this, Xi Wan was really dumbfounded.
This was the line that she used to love to joke with him the most, but now, she was no longer that Jiang Xiwan.
She saw Zheng Mingri's eyes twinkle, then she squinted slightly and carefully examined her.
Xi Wan's scalp was numb from his gaze.
She swallowed her saliva and was worried that her disguise would be seen through. After all, Ming Ri had always been a meticulous man.
That gaze was still on her, and she felt that she had nowhere to hide.
In the end, she laughed dryly and said, "senior, your fans are too shocking, just like what I saw at the airport the other day. "
Xi Wan's words did not convey her meaning. She did not know what she was describing. In short, she wanted to avoid the topic. She only hoped that Ming Ri would not discover anything. However, even if he did, she would not admit it. After all, after death, the possession of a soul into another person's body was very inconceivable, wasn't it?
Zheng Mingri retracted his scrutinizing gaze and looked straight ahead. He replied in a low voice, "it's alright. "
Xi Wan then sighed.
Sometimes, a good friend would be by her side, but due to various reasons, they couldn't recognize each other. This kind of feeling was really terrible.
It didn't matter. At most, they could become good friends again.
However, they needed time.
After all, with his current status in the industry, even Zhang Zhiyi, Zhao Ziyan, and the other capable movie queens would be suspected of clinging onto him, let alone a Newbie like her.
At this moment, she was standing on the stage. Beside her was him, and below the stage were the media and fans.
Many people, many things, many people had fought side by side, many people had laughed and sang together, and in the end, the river of time flowed slowly. Until a certain point in her memory was suddenly touched, just like a black-and-white movie. Someone had turned on the replay button, and every scene was as clear as yesterday.