Bo Yan felt that what he said was reasonable. He looked at Yan QingChi and said without any other way: "It would be nice if our family also lived here, I can play with him after school."
Yan QingChi listened to his childish language, and was very happy that QiQi has such a good friend. He hugged his doctorate and said, "It doesn't matter, it's the same for you to have fun in school."
Bo Yan was a little unwilling, but couldn't help it, so he nodded his head and gave an "um".
He looked at Yan QingChi and agreed with him, "Uncle, what we said today, can't tell others, okay?"
Yan QingChi reached out his little finger to pull the hook with him, "Okay, this is also our secret."
Bo Yan pulled the hook with him, smiled suddenly, and whispered, "We all have two secrets."
"Yes."
Bo Yan looked at him with some admiration in his eyes. He likes Yan QingChi very much, and he likes to talk to him, Bo Yan thought, if only his Daddy could do the same. He also wanted his Daddy to hold him and talk, and he also had a lot to say to his Daddy, asking him a lot of things he didn't understand, but he couldn't.
Bo Yan was 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 got up and made himself look less lost.
"Thank you uncle, then I will go find QiQi to play." He said.
Yan QingChi of course saw the change in the expression on his face, unconsciously a little distressed him, he nodded, "Go, have fun."
Bo Yan got up, waved to him, and went to QiQi.
Yan QingChi watched him leave and sighed. If he could, he hoped that Dr. Yan would be more happier. He is too sensible, and sensible is distressing.
Yan QingChi stayed at home for two months, cultivating health and rest, accompanied by his two children. In November, Fu Minzhi called him and asked him when he could film.
Yan QingChi was very surprised, "Is it set for me? Am I the actor?"
"Otherwise, what am I waiting for you for so long?" Fu Minzhi asked him instead.
"I thought that my schedule was not appropriate, and Fu, you chose someone else."
"I came to have this idea, but after thinking about it, you are still the most suitable candidate. I have seen you play Meng Luo. Although some places were not delicate enough, the last scene was amazing. I like you very much. The final performance."
"Thank you." Yan QingChi said.
"You're welcome. When can you make a film? You said that this year is not possible, so is it possible in January next year?"
"It should be possible, I will check with Jiang MoChen."
"Well, give me a reply as soon as possible after confirmation."
"Good." Yan QingChi nodded.
He hung up the phone and got excited unconsciously. Almost the next second he called Jiang MoChen and said excitedly: "Jiang MoChen, I received a call from Director Fu. He asked me when I can film. , The hero is me."
Jiang MoChen had vaguely heard the wind saying that Fu Min's next play had been set for Yan QingChi, but because Fu Minzhi never contacted him, he was afraid that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, so he didn't tell Yan QingChi. Called Yan QingChi.
Jiang MoChen smiled silently, quite delighted that the dust settled, "That's a good thing, we can celebrate tonight."
"So can I film in January?"
"If you want to take a picture, take it." From September to December, for four months, Yan QingChi recuperated for so long, his body should be able to recover and he can work, Jiang MoChen thought silently.
Yan QingChi heard the words, the happiness in his heart is almost overflowing, he even said with a rare fantasies, "You said, will I win prizes with this film?"
Of course Jiang MoChen won't hit him. He closed his eyes unprincipledly and affirmed: "Yes, Director Fu's works are all rushing to win prizes. If you play well, you will definitely be."
When he said this, he remembered the news he had received at noon, "Speaking of which, there is another good news I haven't told you yet. I'm planning to go home and tell you again. It will make you happy. Now it's all right, double happiness. ."
"what?"
"I just received the news that "Lost" was shortlisted for the Golden Guild Award for Best Picture, you were shortlisted for Best Newcomer, and I was shortlisted for Best Actor."
Yan QingChi felt that if he were a groundhog now, he probably couldn't help but scream, what a good day is today, there is so much good news.
"We are not cooking today! Let's go out to eat!" he said proudly.
In the moment of excitement, eating out is always the favorite way of celebration for Chinese people.
"Well, I will pick you up first, and then we will pick up QiQi together."
"Yeah." Yan QingChi nodded, "Unfortunately, the inkstone is still too young to eat with us."
"Wait for him to grow up." Jiang MoChen smiled, "By the way, I told my mom a few days ago, let Aunt Zhang come back to help, and I can help you see the inkstone."
"Also." Yan QingChi nodded.
"Then first, I will pick you up with my busy work."
"it is good."
Yan QingChi hung up the phone and immediately went back to Fu Minzhi, saying that he would be able to film in January, thank you Fu.
Fu Minzhi was relieved when she heard this, she decided 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 let the assistant send the play to your mailbox in a while. You should be familiar with the play first. If you don't understand, you can contact me at any time."
"Okay, thank you Fu, I will work hard."
"You're welcome, you behaved well yourself. See you in January."
Fu Minzhi hung up the phone, Yan QingChi looked at the mobile phone, still a little excited, so he called Wei Lan and said it again.
When Wei Lan heard that his front foot had decided on Fu Minzhi's movie, and his back foot was shortlisted for the Golden Guild Award, she was shocked that she didn't say anything for a while. After a long time, she angrily said, "You are simply a show of Chi/Guoguo, you say , Did you hang up for yourself!"
Yan QingChi laughed loudly, "Maybe I have good luck."
"How is it possible for you, you are clearly true!"
"Don't worry, when I get the way, I will take you to heaven together."
"I don't want it, obviously I took you to fly before." Wei Lan snorted, "I mainly focus on TV dramas, I don't play movies, otherwise I must have won the prize long ago."
Yan QingChi couldn't bear to remind him that he won the award last year for the main TV series, and he is still the best male matchmaker, smoothly said: "That is, how good you are."
"Too hypocritical!" Wei Lan unbridled, he sighed, "Oh, actually I know where my problem is. My limitations are too big, and it's especially obvious. When acting like that kind of spirited, carry the audience It's okay for the role of, but when I encounter the kind of aggrieved, pale, and miserable, I can't do it. I am not from a major, and I don't have this kind of experience, neither theory nor practice. , Isn't it bad?"
Yan QingChi comforted him, "Can't say the same, you played the role of the best actor last time very well, Yan Xiangming also played very well, you have your own advantages."
"I'm only suitable for a role that resembles myself. Fortunately, I am not from a major, and I can comfort myself. That's not because I have a history of learning and a specialization in surgery. I am a singer! If it weren't for the record market depression, what would I do?"
Yan QingChi feels that he can see himself quite clearly, and also quite open.
"Okay, it's a good thing that you are shortlisted. Your shortlisted proves that you did a good job, so I should have won at that time. I died unjustly, and it depends on whether you can win the prize."
"I don't know if I can." Yan QingChi said honestly.
"You should be more confident at this time, feel that all the staff are maidservants outside of your own private, and firmly believe that you can do it."
"That's what you thought when you knew you were shortlisted last year?"
"Of course not," Wei Lan said helplessly, "I was thinking at the time, I was shortlisted for two roles, I must have one winning, otherwise it would be miserable."
"Then you still make me confident now?"
"Isn't that to cheer you up? Don't you want to listen to me, don't think about it, it's good to be shortlisted, winning prizes or something, we don't have that kind of life, do you want to hear this?"
Yan QingChi: "...you better shut up."
"So, be more confident and take it. We are happy for the New Year. We didn't take it. We look forward to winning the next one. Anyway, it's the first time. Of course, it's best to take it. It's normal if you didn't take it. Your next one. That's the point. Fu's actor, if he is nominated, he will be the best actor. If he gets it, he will be the actor, and he will be moved by listening."
"Don't tell me anymore, I'm a little nervous when you say that."
"Hahaha, when I was shortlisted last year, I thought, if I took it, I would be Shidi. The 22-year-old Shidi is too young. I think the judges will definitely not let me refresh my age. Emperor records, so I didn't report much expectations. Sure enough, it was not my turn. But TV and movies are different. There is still such an opportunity in movies. Jiang MoChen was already very young when he took the actor. Before, there was an 18-year-old actor who won the Golden Guild Award for Best Actor, so come on, if you act well and win the actor, then you are better than Jiang MoChen."
Yan QingChi feels that he is not as good as Jiang MoChen. 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 good words." Yan QingChi smiled.
"Let's borrow it," Wei Lan said lazily, "Anyway, I don't have any chance to win prizes this year. Let me lend you all."
"Why are you so cute all of a sudden?" Yan QingChi couldn't believe it.
"Maybe it's because I grew up eating cute." Wei Lan said shamelessly.
QiQi left the school gate after school. When he walked to the car, he saw Jiang MoChen and Yan QingChi. He seldom saw Jiang MoChen pick him up, so he was very pleasantly surprised. He pulled them one by one, and looked left and right. Look, at last he smiled "hehehe".
A family of three chose a hot pot restaurant. QiQi was next to Yan QingChi and asked him, "Why there is no inkstone? Why don't you eat inkstone?"
Yan QingChi explained to him, "The inkstone is still small, so it is not convenient to bring it out, and he can't eat hot pot either."
"Then we can eat inkstone." QiQi said innocently.
Yan QingChi listened to his rather convoluted words, touched his head, and said miserably: "Baby, then you can only drink milk, and my Father and I can only drink milk with you. "
QiQi opened his eyes wide, blinked, and then bulged his cheeks, "The inkstone is so pitiful."
"He won't be pitiful when he grows up, and he can eat with us."
"Then when will he grow up?" QiQi was curious.
"Wait again, don't worry." Yan QingChi said softly.
The three people toasted and touched together to celebrate Yan QingChi's double happiness, and touched again to celebrate Jiang MoChen's shortlisting.
Although QiQi didn't know what they were talking about, they clinked glasses very diligently and happily clapped his two Daddy.
Jiang MoChen and Yan QingChi were very happy and wanted to have a drink, but because Jiang MoChen came by himself by car, they finally drank a drink.
The three of them returned home under the moonlight. QiQi went to see the inkstone as usual. When he saw that he was asleep, he did not disturb him, but put his sleeves in front of his nose and whispered, "Brother, you too I'm too young to eat hot pot, so this time Daddy and Father didn't take you there, but I brought the smell back. You smell it first, and wait until you grow up to go with us."
Yanyan was asleep very well, so there was no response.
QiQi thought he should smell it, so he put his hand back and whispered, "Good night brother, see you tomorrow."
He waved at the inkstone, and then left the inkstone 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.
Seeing him curled up on the sofa, Jiang MoChen looked a little lazy, so he simply lit the candle and turned off the light.
Yan QingChi laughed at him, "What are you doing, candlelight dinner?"
"If you still want to eat anything."
Yan QingChi shook his head, "I'm full."
Jiang MoChen sat across from him and looked at him, "Do you remember
Yes, we both sat here drinking on the day we got the certificate. "
Yan QingChi certainly remembered, "It's still beer."
"Yes, then we ran all the way towards the autumn mountains."
Yan QingChi smiled upon hearing this, "That's you insisting on driving under the influence. I protested, but you rejected it."
"Your bicker-like verbal refusal is not persuasive at all, okay?"
Yan QingChi took a sip of red wine, "Otherwise, kick you out of the car forcibly." He looked at Jiang MoChen, "I'm not so hypocritical. I'm married. I always have to do it. Do we have to make an appointment? Time and place, are you allowed to drive only after one year of marriage? Or prohibit driving before we have no feelings? Well, if we don't have feelings for a lifetime, then we are not monks better than monks, Amitabha, good and good."
Jiang MoChen laughed unconsciously when he said that, "I was really a little drunk that day, but I wanted to settle down as soon as possible, so I wanted to confirm the relationship with you as soon as possible. Although this method is a bit simple and straightforward, it treats me But it's very effective. Before you, I had never had this kind of relationship with anyone. The closest contact was probably a hug on my shoulders. That night, you were actually right. I was really picky. Great, but I'm very lucky now, because of this, I met you."
Yan QingChi smiled slowly, "Do you remember this clearly?"
"I also thought I had forgotten. As a result, just sitting here drinking with you, I thought of that day, of me and you that day."
"Then do you want to restore the scene that day?"
Jiang MoChen got up, walked in front of him, bent over and looked at him. His eyebrows were deep and affectionate under the leaping of the candlelight. Yan QingChi looked at it and felt that the tenderness and love in his eyes seemed to be filled with candlelight, falling into his own eyes.
He heard Jiang MoChen speak softly in the silence, "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 forward and hugged him, kissed him in the ear, and then directly 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 the warm ambiguity.