After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

He Yu was still a little dazed for a moment, as if he felt that he was idly waiting for Yan Zen to come back at home a second ago, and then walked towards the podium in the blink of an eye.

He quickly stood up, slowed down for a while to restore his steady pace, Yan Zen smiled and gave him a thumbs up with an expression of "I knew it".

The spotlight escorted him all the way to the podium, and he took the microphone.

This is different from when he won the award for "Exploring the Immortal" before. It is more obvious. For example, there are many more people this time, and each award has a higher gold content.

The original award was at best to make He Yu a smash hit in China, but this time it can make He Yu famous all over the world.

The award ceremony was broadcast live on all TV channels and mobile apps, and He Yu received a lot of attention.

"This time is different from the awards presentations I have participated in before." His voice trembled when he said the first two words, and then he quickly returned to his usual state.

Maybe he paused for too long, and the host felt embarrassed, so he answered his words: "Why is it different?"

Only then did He Yu put away his fascinated gaze at Yan Zen, lowered his head slightly, and smiled with his lips pursed: "My boyfriend has become my husband."

There was not much reaction on the spot, but at least the bullet screen of the domestic webcast exploded, and the screen was full of pink than last time.

Next, it should be normal to say some words of thanks, thank the director, thank the judges, thank the agent, thank the audience.

He Yu thanked him all, the host thought he was almost finished, and it was the first time he faced such a big scene, he was embarrassed, and already wanted to reach out for the microphone to help out.

Then He Yu went on to say: "And let me especially thank my lover—Yan Zen." He made a gesture, and then the spotlight was given to Yan Zen.

At this moment, Yan Zen was still crossing his legs to admire the beauty of his little guy, so suddenly, he stood up reflexively.

"First of all, I would like to thank him from the objective aspect. He was the one who let me join the crew of "Exploring the Immortal" in the first place, and his acting skills have also improved significantly because of him. If it weren't for this appearance, everything would not have happened today." He Yu maintained a smiling state, trying not to laugh on the podium.

Yan Zen nodded politely and smiled, she was quite reserved, but her fingers were not honest, tapping her thighs one after another.

He Yu paused, it didn't take long this time, and he seemed to think about something quickly: "Then it's the spiritual level..." He subconsciously went to Yan Zen again, as if he was looking for someone to confide in, he must Only when you see the other party are you willing to speak.

"Let me give you an example with a relatively close time. This morning, Lord Yan went to work, and I woke up at noon and he was not there." He Yu held the microphone and was as calm as a normal speech, "He prepared everything for me for breakfast. Yes, I’ve warned him on WeChat, but I just feel boring without him.”

"It was just the two of us at home, and I didn't have anyone to talk to. There was no place to talk about the things I saw on Weibo, and the jokes I thought of at the last moment. A mouth seemed quite redundant..." He Yu Coughing twice, he forcibly pulled back from the complaining situation.

"Ahem, it means that Lord Yan has a great motivational effect on me spiritually, um, it seems a bit unfamiliar, so to put it another way," he looked directly at Yan Zen, this time there was no one else in sight.

"I love him and can't do without him."

He just wanted to announce in public that he liked this person so much that only he could, and no one else could.

As he thought, he can immerse himself in the muddy waters of the entertainment industry, but he will not hide who he likes from the public, not only that, but he is also afraid that someone will not know.

Yan Zen's hand that was pointing her thigh stopped in the air, slowly put it back to its original position, asked the person next to her for a microphone, and replied: "Coincidentally, me too."

Maybe he looked quite calm, but it was a pity that the camera gave him a close-up, allowing audiences all over the world to watch the blush spreading from his neck to the tips of his ears.

The managers who were watching from a distance rolled their eyes, thinking that these two shameless things are spreading dog food all over the world.

The bright lights seemed a little blurry in the eyes of the couple who had successfully abused the dog. He Yu couldn't remember how he carried the heavy trophy off the podium. Zhen talked and laughed.

"Don't you understand Weibo's feelings?" Yan Zen touched the gleaming golden trophy twice, afraid that He Yu would put it on his body, so he half pushed and half placed it between the two of them.

He Yu just smiled, he just wanted to see his and Yan Zen's trending searches rising gradually.

In the bright light, Yan Zen leaned over and kissed He Yu's lips lightly.

Yan Zen probably got mad and wanted to do other little tricks, but He Yu pinched his forehead against it: "If you do it again, I'll make you powerless." He said jokingly, with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Yan Zen was forced to be honest.

The hot search must be on the top, anyway, when He Yu came out of the awards ceremony and got into Yan Zen's car, he was already dominating the first and second.

#Two film kings abuse dogs in public#

#He Yu won the best actor#

He Yu himself is more interested in the former, so it's quite a novelty to be called the film king.

Yan Zen had won an award before, and it was also an international one. He deserved to be called the Best Actor, but he looked at the trophy he put on the back seat, and he began to like this new title a little bit.

Before Yan Zen started the car, He Yu held up the screen to show Yan Zen, pointing to the trending search: "See, the two film kings."

Yan Zen smiled: "Congratulations to the film emperor, how do you feel?"

He Yu imitated Yan Zen's usual way of teasing him, and gave him a thumbs up: "The actor is right with the actor."

Yan Zen let out a "poof" laugh.

"Then you can still be right if you go down, Lord Yan is against Master Feng Shui."

He Yu said it was too late and then quickly, and took out a thick stack of charms: "Yan Wangye still can't beat Fengshui master."

Faced with this problem, Yan Zen thought about it carefully. He was really afraid of He Yu's spell. If they didn't use mana to fight, no one would win in a while, and his little guy's spell that held people in place Put it on him and he will be completely finished...

All right, he dropped the rebuttal.

"Then Actor He, Feng Shui Master and Big Boss, tell me, where do you want to go on your honeymoon?"

The two of them had almost finished handling the wedding matters, and even started to distribute the invitations. Lord Yan wanted to write by himself in a more traditional way, but he succeeded in handwriting himself to the point of being disabled by the time of the first few hundred letters.

It is the Spring Festival after the Chinese New Year, and the destination has not yet been decided.

"What you said makes me want to go to the haunted house to remember the past again." He Yu half-jokingly said.

Yan Zen's face darkened, and he hurriedly said don't do it, he didn't want to spend his honeymoon with the black history who pretended to be a failure.

He Yu turned his head to look at the scenery outside, and thought deeply about the honeymoon issue along the way. The roads were all pitch-black, and the street lights passed by the car windows regularly. Due to their high speed, they also dragged their long tails.

There were not many cars on the road, Yan Zen could transform the two of them back together, but the unspoken reason was that they both enjoyed the time like this.

"You can look through our fanart, which is especially valuable for reference." He Yu opened Weibo, flipped through it twice, and closed it again, falling into silence.

"It really doesn't matter where you go." He sat up straight, turned his head to the other side, leaned against the back of the chair, squinted lazily at Yan Zen, "It's fine if you're here."

Yan Zen's hand holding the steering wheel was startled, and then slowly relaxed.

Strictly speaking, the work of an artist has no rest days. It seems that there are no national holidays.

Fortunately, after He Yu won the grand prize, Ye Chen had some thoughts to let him act with peace of mind. Although he had arranged work, some of the more tiring film shoots mercifully skipped the Lunar New Year, which He Yu was most looking forward to.

But He Yu didn't relax because of Ye Chen's kindness. As an artist, a small part of his work was stuck with the large amount of work accumulated by the company at the end of the year. He felt that his facial expressions were about to lose control.

On the contrary, Yan Zen is really free. She spends six and a half days a week sitting with He Yu in the office, and the remaining half of the day is evenly distributed between Yan Zen's cooking and being temporarily placed next door because He Yu has clients.

With Yan Zen, if He Yu had the help of a god, he spared himself a week before the wedding with the work that had been backlogged up to two days before the wedding.

Taking advantage of these few days, He Yu took Yan Zen back to her "natal home".

The main reason is to meet each other before the wedding, get to know each other well, and avoid all kinds of embarrassment when it happens.

The specific process He Yu has said all over the phone and WeChat. His parents and grandfather each hold the speech scripts in their hands. They are all good words, at least the wedding will not be ruined.

After He Yu brought Yan Zen back for a visit last time, the whole family paid more attention to this son who suddenly came back after years of disappointment, including attention to Weibo.

You can see the homepage of two people full of pink bubbles without flipping through, and there are a lot of netizens shouting "so sweet", and you can feel the enjoyment of this child in their family through the Internet.

When Yan Zen entered He Yu's hometown this time, he was not as cautious as last time. Of course, it was not much better. The old man came up to greet him first, and the old man was very energetic.

"Hi, Grandpa." Yan Zen bowed.

"Yo, you don't see anyone else, you kid." The old man said with a smile, and pulled the two of them towards the dining table, where there was already a large table of food.

It is said that sitting around and eating together can make the relationship between each other more harmonious. The old man got the essence of it and arranged Yan Zen's position between himself and He Yu.

"We're all married, why don't we call Grandpa He?" He Yu went to the bathroom and poured hot water back, took off his coat on the back of the chair, opened the chair and sat down.

The parents who were not far away also sat down.

"Hey, I'm going to get angry when I say this, you brat, you learned to play with your grandpa first, and you didn't tell us until you got your marriage certificate." Take vegetables.

He Yu nodded and listened, and quietly took Yan Zen's hand under the table.

Mother He happened to observe, and laughed and teased: "The relationship between the young couple is really good."

He Fenglin, who had no sense of existence, suddenly put down his chopsticks, looked at Yan Zhen for a moment, then lowered his head to eat, and raised it up again after a few seconds, his movements expressed extremely rich emotions.

"...Brother, take off your coat, it's very hot in the room with the air conditioner on."