Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Is she still going to co tonight?”
In the guest holding area outside the red carpet, a PD (director) looked puzzled.
Soone beside him glanced at the ti, “She probably won’t. Isn’t she scheduled third from last? The penultimate one is about to go on stage, and there’s still no news of her.”
“True, with such a big incident, her team is busy with public relations. Heard her business endorsents have all been urgently halted, and the movies and variety shows waiting to air had to be postponed. Maybe it’s not that she doesn’t want to show up, but the production crew won’t let her.”
“Such a pity, if she did co, it would absolutely be a scene of blood and thunder. Look now, even though she’s not here, her na has already surged to the top of the trending searches.”
To the side, a black Maybach glided past slowly, with a man sitting in the backseat disinterestedly. The two staff mbers’ discussion didn’t stir any emotions in him, as if he hadn’t heard it at all.
Instead, it was Shang Feifei, the actress from the sa crew, who opened Weibo.
#Xia Siyu Red Carpet#
#Xia Siyu Gold Oscar Film Festival#
Both terms had made it to the hot search, and their ranking climbed rapidly before the eyes.
Of course, firmly above these two terms was another na—#Bo Yan#.
Which was the na of the man beside her.
Bo Yan, twenty-nine years old.
The young master of the Bo family in Yancheng.
He burst onto the acting scene at the age of twenty-six, for one reason only—he was simply too handso. Bo Yan used to be a university lecturer, invited to a film academy for an academic exchange, wearing a white shirt, carrying textbooks strolling through the campus, he instantly caused a sensation.
He wasn’t just good-looking, his acting was impressive too. He won Best Newcor with his first film, and took ho the Gold Oscar for Best Actor with his third.
It’s inevitable for celebrities to be gossiped about their love lives, but Bo Yan seed to be immune to scandals. No matter how deep and faithful his interactions with female actresses in the movies, he maintained his distance outside of work.
In three years since his debut, no matter how closely the paparazzi followed him, they failed to catch any scandals.
…
The car soon arrived at the designated spot, Bo Yan was the last guest to arrive.
In the boisterous night, Bo Yan, in a sharp black suit, remained composed and graceful. Stationed there, he appeared even more detached from the world.
The cheers at the scene, the clicking of dia caras, the screams of the fans, almost pierced the night sky.
“Ah, ah, ah, Bo Yan is so handso!”
“AWSL (Ah, I’m dead), Teacher Bo, Teacher Bo, look at !”
After getting out of the car, Bo Yan didn’t directly step onto the red carpet but waited a mont until Shang Feifei also got out. They appeared together, promoting the film “Moonlight.” Bo Yan needs no introduction, and Shang Feifei was also a strong contender for Best Actress.
Despite being a handso man and a beautiful woman, it seed as if sothing was missing. Although Shang Feifei was naturally attractive, standing next to Bo Yan, known as “the tyrant of faces,” she still seed sowhat overshadowed.
Actually, in the entertainnt circle, there were people whose looks could match Bo Yan’s, but…
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Because a certain guest didn’t arrive, the red carpet had to reorganize, and the hosts added an interview segnt on the fly: “Bo Yan, your portrayal of the silently suffering lover in this current film is quite remarkable, with a very strong sense of empathy. How did you grasp this character?”
A strong sense of empathy? Bo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a few seconds, and then slowly replied, “Because this is my own experience. I once liked soone, and she dumped .”
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This is purely fiction, please do not equate characters with real people.
This is supposed to be a cody! A cody! A sweet tale! No suffering! If anyone is to suffer, it’ll be the male lead, thank you.
1V1 with both virgins, a domineering heroine a cold male god. The female lead will not be bullied; she’s the one who bullies others.
This story isn’t mindless feel-good material; the female lead isn’t omniscient and omnipotent. If you’re looking for sothing over-the-top, you can turn left and exit, thank you.
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