The actors are doing it again, Ji Qinyang admires him a little: "You can do it."

Baby Xiong kept a squatting position and pointed at Zheng Ming: "He has NG fifty times, and I have asked him to do it again and again. The role model of the actor is here."

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "So it's a fox that pretends to be a tiger's power?"

"Wrong!" Baobao Xiong said seriously: "This is called killing the chicken to warn the monkey!"

After spending time together, it is not difficult to find that Zheng Ming's temper and his acting skills are completely extreme. He is honest and even dull, not good at speaking, and clingy.

Baby Xiong is like his close nanny. You can often see the two of them wearing facial masks together in the middle of the night and wandering around the set.

Xie Meng went to work during the day and came to the set to accompany Ji Qinyang at night. The other party brought all kinds of musical instruments over. Xiong Baby supported him so much that he had to listen to it every night before going to bed. The name was called hypnosis.

At first, Ji Qinyang had good inspiration and his creation was smooth, but when the plot entered the protagonist's middle-aged return home, he encountered a bottleneck. In order to cooperate with him, Xiong Baobao deliberately slowed down the shooting speed, but Ji Qinyang was always at a loss for several days.

Xie Meng didn't say much, but just asked for leave to accompany him.

The midsummer in Suzhou is so hot that the entire crew is filming in the Lotus Moonlight Wetland Park in Xiangcheng District. The actors sweated heavily under the scorching sun. Ji Qinyang asked the park manager to rent a small boat and took Xie Meng to the center of the lake.

The blue waves are rippling, and the lotus leaves are endless in the lake. Looking around, it is full of emerald green and pleasing to the eye.

Xie Meng was lying on the deck, he picked a lotus leaf and covered it on his head. Ji Qinyang sat cross-legged across from him, fiddling with a bamboo flute in his hand.

He blew a few intermittently and as soon as he looked up, he saw Xie Meng smiling at him in the crack of the lotus leaves.

"Why don't you blow anymore?" Xie Meng raised a little lotus leaf to block the sunlight.

Ji Qinyang: "I just learned it, but I don't know much. I'm embarrassed to brag in front of you."

Xie Meng smiled: "How long have we been together? What's the shame of being embarrassed about?"

"Have you been a long time?" Ji Qinyang thought for a while as if he was difficult: "Why do I feel like I just met you?"

Xie Meng looked muttered, "What did I think I just met you?"

"Same as it is now." Ji Qinyang stared at his eyebrows: "I remember the first time I saw you, and I said, my name is Ji Qinyang."

Xie Meng looked at him and said nothing.

Ji Qinyang: "You said your name is Xie Meng." He paused and read Xie Meng's name again: "Xie Meng."

Xie Meng covered the lotus leaves on his face, then turned his head and kissed Ji Qinyang's lips through the lotus leaves.

Throughout the afternoon, the melodious sound of flutes filled the lotus leaves. In the distance, the baby bear smiled when he heard it was almost over. Zheng Ming held his hands on the wooden bridge and shouted to the two of them: "It's over! I'm back!"

After a while, Xie Meng replied: "Okay!"

From the beginning of autumn, Xiong Baobao's art films were completely over. He finally added a few more scenes. When he left, he drank so drunk at Ji Qinyang's house.

Ji Qinyang also drank too much. He held Xie Meng from behind and sat on the chair, listening to Xiong Baby's bold words.

Director Xiong probably felt that he was not tall and had no aura, so he insisted on stepping on the table. Zheng Ming nervously spread his arms from the side to protect him, for fear that he would fall down accidentally.

"I'll tell you!" Baby Bear waved her arms and pointed: "This movie! Oscars! Drammy! It's true! Your music! Great!"

Ji Qinyang put his chin in Xie Meng's shoulder, closed his eyes and said in a dim manner: "You haven't become a great director yet... You can't say it, it doesn't matter... Just be happy."

Baby Bear seemed to feel something was right and smiled foolishly: "Yeah! Happy!"

Xie Meng was too tightly held by Ji Qinyang and couldn't walk away. He signaled Zheng Ming to pull the baby bear down.

The actor coaxed him in a humble voice: "Baby be good... Let's talk, come down, be careful, I'll hold you, baby?"

Xie Meng was helpless: "Where are you coaxing the child?"

Zheng Ming said honestly: "He usually coaxes me like this."

Xie Meng: “…”

When Xiong was carried down by Zheng Ming, he was still nagging Ji Qinyang: "You are coming to the Grammy in February next year, and there is also the Oscar in March... What else?" He turned to ask Zheng Ming, and it seemed that he didn't get the answer he wanted: "No matter what, I'll come anyway!"

"No." Ji Qinyang waved impatiently: "In February, I went to Huangshan with Xie Meng to play, who cares about what award you get."

Baby Bear: "…"

In a wave of New Year's films at the end of the year, Xiong Baby's art films were finally released. Such films have never been eye-catching. However, with the joining of the actor Zheng Ming, the box office can be said to be a hit, and the same hit is the statement that there are almost 0 negative reviews on the Internet.

Major film critics even commented on this low-cost art film, calling it a gorgeous but fresh and moving movement at the end of the year.

However, Xiong Baobao and Zheng Ming were very calm on Weibo and did not reveal any signs of participating in the award. Many of the big names in the industry mentioned that the soundtrack inside was perfect, and some paparazzi exposed photos of Zheng Ming and Xiong Baobao going to a mysterious person's home in the evening and meeting until midnight.

Ji Qinyang and Xie Mengze were completely unaware of these things.

The two went to pay New Year's greetings to Mo Suyuan and Ji Shanrong. The firecrackers were too loud at night and they didn't sleep well. They woke up early in the morning and rushed to Qi Fei's house. Han Dong and Zhang Ganggang had already arrived. Zhuo Xiaoyuan was on duty and just took a break at each other's house.

Gu Meiyan was busy packing her luggage, and Zhang Ganggang held up the camera: "Mom Qi, come and laugh."

Qi Fei was brushing his teeth and washing his face, and his mouth was filled with toothpaste foam and said anxiously: "I laugh at you! Go and scream the iron man, wait until the train is on before continuing to sleep!"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan got up with an ugly face and complained while putting on his clothes: "It's not at home for the New Year... You people in the city are so good at playing, so you travel around the trend for the New Year."

"I originally planned to go to Japan." Han Dong ate Gu Meiyan's cake: "As a result, Qi's mother's passport expired and she temporarily changed her itinerary."

Gu Meiyan sighed: "My cosmetics are gone... Forget it, Huangshan can also take a hot spring bath now, so let's have fun."

Qi Fei wiped his mouth and said excitedly when he saw Ji Qinyang and Xie Meng: "Boss! Do you know that you are so popular? I didn't think about what that name is, what treasure? I'm quite capable of making movies!"

Xie Meng smiled: "We are so busy lately that we don't have time to read the news. Maybe it's just that the thunder is loud and the rain is small, so how can we be so red."

Ji Qinyang refused to comment: "Go out to play and don't talk about work. Have you done it? The car has been waiting underneath for a long time."

The seven people went to Huangshan to travel by themselves, and they didn't go on a group tour. Among them, Zhuo Xiaoyuan was the only single dog. The iron man laughed: "I have evolved from Pikachu to Leiqiu."

Xie Meng opened his mouth and said for a while: "Baby Bear... He said, you got the Grammy, do we want to wait and browse Weibo?"

Ji Qinyang didn't believe it much: "Now? Just now?"

Xie Meng nodded, and the two looked at each other for a while and were silent.

Gu Meiyan's scream came from afar. The beauty waved her arms and jumped and laughed excitedly: "Yimei! Come on Weibo! You're on the hot headlines!!"

Ji Qinyang didn't even bring out his phone and threw it in the hotel. He could only use Xie Meng's to log in to Weibo. Before leaving, he posted an update and took a picture of the panoramic view of the mountains seen at the entrance of the hotel. The text read: "Traveling for the New Year, Huangshan."

The comments below have been reposted and over ten thousand, all of which are similar: "Yimei is so awesome. If the Grammy wins the award, she is actually climbing a mountain..."

"Sir Yimei, you are simply my god, the most willful music producer in the world!"

"Do you look down on Grammys... It's okay, there's an Oscar behind it!"

"Yimei is a big big! Beat the Grammy! Conquer the Oscars!"

"Yimei is a big guy! Beat the Grammy! Conquer the Oscars! Be careful to maintain the team below!"

The top three hot searches on Weibo are "Ji Qinyang", "Grammy's most willful music producer", "Beat Grammys! Conquer the Oscars!"

Xiong Baobao forwarded the video of him calling Xie Meng's mobile phone during the award ceremony. Zheng Ming forwarded it immediately, and even mischievously read all three topics.

Ji Qinyang stared at his homepage that was being blasted, with an expression of unbearable gaze on his face.

Xie Meng helped her forehead, "...I've had a lot of fun this time."

Ji Qinyang breathed a sigh of relief. He put away his phone and the first thing he did was to pick up Xie Meng and walk around in the same place.

"..." Xie Meng was so amused and crying: "What are you doing?"

Ji Qinyang hugged him and refused to let go: "It's right that I didn't go."

Xie Meng: “…”

Ji Qinyang: "It doesn't make any sense to stand on the podium at this time. Sharing with you is what I want to do the most."

Xie Meng couldn't speak, and in the end he could only hold Ji Qinyang's face and kiss the other person's forehead hard.

The Grammy topic was browsed for three days, and the music scene was in great turmoil in the past three days. Some people dug up some of Ji Qinyang's early experience of moving to Beijing, believing that he is the most brilliant bead in the domestic music scene, but the matter is not over yet.

On the fifth day, a band with more than 100,000 fans suddenly revealed the songs written by Ji Qinyang for them that year, including Qian Mo turning against him, Sen Mao covering up the latter and covering up the truth about the original creators of the song.

One of the trumpets listed all the original manuscript scores written by Ji Qinyang, and commented bitterly: "The OM band with Ji Qinyang is the most prosperous, classic and insurmountable OM, but some people ruined them and allowed real talents to be covered in dust. This is the most heartbreaking thing in the music industry!"

Qian Mo's development was not smooth after leaving OM. He was scolding the Internet for a while, and the fights were full of blood. Someone dug out the songs Qian Mo produced in recent years. Compared with OM's early days, he found that there were countless similarities and plagiarisms.

Sen Mao could not withstand the pressure in the end, so he could only hide Qianmo and made a public apology, claiming that he was willing to give huge compensation to Ji Qinyang's losses that year.

Bao Bao Bao was polite to fight back on Weibo: "Compensation? If someone got the Grammy, there will be Oscars in a while. Can you afford to compensate for your current value? I don't want to give the company to Yimei. [Add a cat head]"

Zheng Ming forwarded Xiong Baby’s Weibo, followed by four words [Add a cat head]

When Xie Meng saw it, he couldn't help laughing: "They really know how to play."

It doesn’t matter to Ji Qinyang. He and Xie Meng have already returned to Suzhou. His Weibo account has exceeded 5 million fans in a few days.

Ji Qinyang forwarded Sen Mao’s apology Weibo post and wrote only one sentence: “Walking on the ground, dust will always get stuck in shoes. I bent down and patted my trouser legs and continued to stride in the sun.”

Xie Meng read the words Ji Qinyang wrote twice, and he looked at the other party and smiled: "It's that simple? Will it be too cheap for them?"

"They are cheap and insignificant people." Ji Qinyang took the guitar, moved the chair to the yard, and pushed Xie Meng out.

"What are you doing?" Xie Meng smiled, he sat down and watched Ji Qinyang standing opposite him.

The sun is pleasant in the yard, Ji Qinyang smiled.

Xie Meng suddenly discovered that at some point, the annual rings bloomed gentle and affectionate petals next to the corner of the other person's eyes.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
To be continued...