Episode 105 Eleven: vlog follow-up

Mother-in-law fan? Why are there still mother-in-law fans? ? ?

Xia Xiqing felt it was both funny and embarrassing. He finally knew what it meant to give back evil force. The energy he had ridiculed Zhou Ziheng for these days bounced back to himself.

Zhou Ziheng wanted to walk next to him, but Xia Xiqing slightly pushed him, "Tell your mother fans, I'm not a daughter-in-law."

"Then I don't care, I have too many mothers." Zhou Ziheng smiled smugly, "My mothers enjoy freedom of speech."

The two were in the backstage and backstage. There were a lot of people, and there were all stars coming and going. Zhou Ziheng has just won the Silver Bear. He is very popular and has a lot of traffic. He is very popular in the circle. No matter who comes, he has to say hello to him. He is very affectionate. Zhou Ziheng is too busy just shaking hands, and there are so many multimedia cameras facing him. , Xia Xiqing found it very troublesome.

If it was him in the past, his first reaction at this time must be to find a quiet place to stay by himself, but now he doesn't want to do that, he just stays next to Zhou Ziheng, following him in the crowded crowd.

Because he could see that every time Zhou Ziheng bowed and shook hands, he would turn his head subconsciously to see if he was still there.

After calling everyone who needed to say hello, Zhou Ziheng, Xia Xiqing and the assistants found an inconspicuous place to sit down and wait to enter. Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, Zhou Ziheng quietly took Xia Xiqing's hand.

"Your hands are so cold." He rubbed them twice, "Is it cold?"

"It was cold just now, but it's much better now." Xia Xiqing leaned back on the chair and looked up at the ceiling, "Being a star is so tiring."

Zhou Ziheng put Xia Xiqing's hand into his coat pocket, "You can push it away later, if you don't want to come out."

Xia Xiqing turned his head to look at him, "I'm talking about you. I'm not a celebrity." He wrinkled his nose, and poked Zhou Ziheng's waist with his hand in his pocket, his eyes were gentle, and there was a little mischievousness in his eyes Meaning, "We Hengheng are exhausted every day."

@无限好文, all in Jamie

He has almost never called Zhou Ziheng that way. These two words are no strangers to Zhou Ziheng. Fans call him that every day, and he already feels nothing special. But Xia Xiqing called him Hengheng with such a cute expression, which made Zhou Ziheng's heart beat twice.

I really want to kiss him.

What Xia Xiqing didn't know was that Zhou Ziheng really felt that being a star was very hard at times like this.

Half an hour before the start of the award ceremony, the two entered the arena together. While looking for seats, Zhou Ziheng was called away by the organizer because he was going to present the award as the guest of the best newcomer award. Xia Xiqing followed his assistant to find his own seat. Fans already Entering the arena, I saw Xia Xiqing screaming crazily.

"Brother Xi Qing!!!"

"Brother Xi Qing, look this way!!"

One sister after another set up cannons at him, and Xia Xiqing turned her head and smiled at them rather dotingly.

"Xi Qing! Mom loves you!!" @无限好文, all in Jamie

"Mom loves you too! Xi Qing should wear more!!"

"Xi Qing!! I went to the art museum yesterday!!"

"Xi Qing, I love you!!"

The fans were so enthusiastic, Xia Xiqing smiled helplessly and dotingly on his face, put his hands on his chest and bowed to them, found his seat before sitting down.

"Ah, what kind of little prince is Xi Qing!"

"What a gentleman!!"

"My Prince Charming!!"

"It's not yours! It's Zhou Ziheng's!"

Sudden infighting.

"Zhou Ziheng's Little Rose!!"

"Ah, ah, ah, little rose!"

This title was exposed because of Zhou Ziheng's trumpet. Xia Xiqing didn't think much of it before, but now it's a bit shameful to be called out by fans in public. Xia Xiqing turned his head and gestured for silence.

The fans covered their mouths obediently, Xia Xiqing and the others compared their love, and raised their eyebrows playfully by the way.

Not long after turning his head, Xia Xiqing heard the fans' voices again, not loud but audible.

"Brother Xi Qing, turn around~"

After shouting a lot in a row, Xia Xiqing couldn't bear to play dumb, so he turned around and found that more than a dozen fans were holding up their mobile phones, and the screen displayed three super-large words—Little Rose, all of which were self-made electronic banners , the rose-colored words flashed and flashed, super conspicuous.

Really convinced these little girls. Xia Xiqing lowered his head and smiled helplessly.

The fans felt super happy, thinking that they had picked up brother Xi Qing. Unexpectedly, within five minutes, Xia Xiqing turned around and held up his mobile phone.

A sentence scrolled on his screen, and each word filled the screen.

[Call me brother, be good. ]

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

"Brother!! Brother, I can do it!"

Even the fans of other families couldn't help sighing, "Look at the master of the house, my god, he's so good at it."

Xia Xiqing retracted his phone, and the fans from the other direction started calling his name again.

Raising his head, he heard a fan ask, "Brother Xi Qing, do you know about Hengheng's reading of fanfiction?"

Xia Xiqing smiled and shook his head.

"Really??"

Xia Xiqing smiled coolly and cutely, "He secretly watches behind my back."

"Hahahahaha..."

Chatting with fans, Xia Xiqing lowered his head and straightened his tie. Zhou Ziheng stepped down from a corner of the stage and looked around. Xia Xiqing didn't even see it, but the fans behind saw it first, and shouted reminders one by one.

"Hengheng!! Your wife is here!!"

"This way!! Hengheng!!"

Under the "enthusiastic reminder" from a group of fans, Zhou Ziheng walked to Xia Xiqing's side with a smile, instead of sitting down directly, he just talked to him beside him, reaching out to pinch the back of his neck while talking.

It wasn't too intimate an action, but the fans below were so excited that they clapped their cannons.

Another celebrity came from behind, and Zhou Ziheng made way for Rang to sit down by the way.

"Which one is the newcomer award?" Xia Xiqing looked at Zhou Ziheng.

"Well... the sixth one." Zhou Ziheng was a little tired, subconsciously resting his head on Xia Xiqing's shoulder.

"Hey, so many people are watching."

"Look at it." Zhou Ziheng smiled nonchalantly, "I came out to show my affection, and I'm afraid they won't see it."

His tone was very childish, like a child who let out his anger. But Xia Xiqing just felt very happy, his heart was filled with joyful emotions, like a small bread slowly expanding in the oven.

"I want people all over the world to know that you are mine." Zhou Ziheng's tone became calm, and then he suddenly smiled, "Although the exposure of the trumpet is not my intention, but from the perspective of consequences, It's not a bad thing." He raised his head and turned to look at Xia Xiqing, "At least now many people know how much I like you."

These gentle words of love fell in the ears, like a small spark falling, igniting an emotional experience.

Xia Xiqing felt a little embarrassed, lying on the back of the front seat, buried his face in his folded arms, and after a while, turned his face to look at him, still with a sly fox-like smile on his face.

"But your trumpet is really funny."

Sweet revenge.

After the awards ceremony started, the two stopped chatting and laughing, and sat in their seats very upright, waiting for the awards to be presented one by one. This time the award ceremony is not considered a very valuable award in China, but because of the linkage with Weibo, there are so many celebrities present, and the popularity is not small.

When it came time to present the Newcomer of the Year Award, Zhou Ziheng walked onto the stage as the award presenter. Presenting the award with him was an actor in his early forties, Feng Cheng, who became famous for acting in comedy and was very good at it. The images of the two were very different. Zhou Ziheng had just settled on the awards platform and was adjusting the microphone. Feng Chengcheng joked, "I took a closer look, and Ziheng and I still look quite alike."

The audience laughed and applauded, Zhou Ziheng also laughed. Feng Cheng said again, "Others say I am Zhou Ziheng in the comedy world."

"No, no, you are much more handsome than me." Zhou Ziheng smiled modestly.

"That's~"

There was another burst of laughter in the audience.

"What we are going to present today is the Rookie of the Year Award." Feng Cheng held the envelope and asked Zhou Ziheng, "Ziheng, do you remember how you felt when you were a rookie?"

Zhou Ziheng thought about it with a smile, and finally shook his head, "I don't remember."

@无限好文, all in Jamie

A fan below yelled: "He was only six years old at that time!!!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

Everyone in the audience laughed, and Zhou Ziheng smiled and licked the corner of his mouth with a helpless expression.

"Then do you have any advice for newcomers?" Feng Cheng himself started to throw bricks to attract jade, "For me, I think newcomers, don't worry, the more anxious you are, the longer you will grow and worry." Said he pointed to himself , "Like me hahaha."

Zhou Ziheng pursed his lips, and said solemnly, "I have three suggestions. First, don't create a personality for yourself."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

"Second, don't play trumpet."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

This self-defense made everyone in the audience laugh non-stop, it was even more exciting than watching cross talk.

Zhou Ziheng cleared his throat, "Third, don't use the trumpet to forward the lottery draw."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

"What a man hahahahahahahaha"

When the camera came to Xia Xiqing, Xia Xiqing could only bow his head and hold back his laughter and applaud. When he raised his head, he maintained his final demeanor and composure.

Feng Cheng took the lead in applauding, "It's been a long time since I heard such a constructive suggestion." Said he took out the envelope, "Then let's present the award."

After the awards were presented, Zhou Ziheng straightened the collar of his suit, walked back to his seat with long legs, approached Xia Xiqing and whispered something. As soon as the two got close, the fans behind couldn't help screaming. There's no way, the Lord is throwing sugar like crazy, and I'm sorry if I don't answer it.

At the end of the party, Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziheng came out together. Due to the particularity of the venue, the star's nanny car could not be parked directly outside the venue. Fans gathered outside the arena early on, and when the two came out, they rushed forward. The four bodyguards separated the two of them from the fans, but the distance was still very close. Some fans joked, "Hengheng, you are taller than the bodyguard, whoever protects who hahaha!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

Another fan yelled, "Hengheng!! Didn't your mother tell you to wear more clothes! Don't wear so little just to look handsome!"

Xia Xiqing kept laughing, imitating her mother's tone and teaching Zhou Ziheng, "Did you hear that, don't wear so little just to look handsome."

Within ten seconds, another fan yelled, "Xi Qing!! You have to listen to your mother-in-law too!!"

Zhou Ziheng laughed loudly, and gave a thumbs up to the fan just now, "Nice!" Xia Xiqing took Zhou Ziheng's elbow.

"Oh, why is my daughter-in-law so arrogant~"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Xia Xiqing's forehead twitched twice, "I didn't suffer..."

The fans around laughed, and one suddenly shouted, "Yes, you are 0!!"

…

A kind smile appeared on Xia Xiqing's face, "...it's really hard to get fans this year."

"I think it's pretty good." As soon as he said this, Zhou Ziheng was immediately slapped in the face.

"Zhou Ziheng, you were hanged up by Mrs. Tongrenwen! She said she wanted to rebel against your cp!!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha she said she doesn't like elementary school Chicken Gong!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha primary school chicken attack is over!"

Zhou Ziheng said coldly, "Expulsion from fans!"

"Who allowed it?" Xia Xiqing laughed, "No dismissal."

"Fired!"

"No."

"Hahahahahahaha why is my cp always fighting so sweetly!"

Suddenly, a male fan's voice came out from the crowd, very familiar.

"Brother Xi Qing, I love you!!"

Zhou Ziheng realized it all at once, followed the voice, and as expected, "Why is it you again!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, should I come or come?"

"Hoold are you!"

The blue sweater boy who confessed his love frantically at the road show in Beijing last time shook his head coquettishly, and continued to shout with an expression of what can you do to me, "Brother Xi Qing, look at me! I can 1! I can 0! I can never stop for brother Xi Qing!"

"Hahahahahaha, brother Green Light!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, little brother is too awesome!"

Zhou Ziheng pretended to be angry, touched the back of his neck with a ruthless expression, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to put it on, "I see you can't stop..."

The little brother pinched his throat, "Bodyguards stop him!"

"The existence of the bodyguard brother is to stop Zhou Ziheng hahahahaha"

Xia Xiqing laughed all the way, and finally slowed down a little when he got close to the car.

"Brother Xi Qing is mine!!"

This sentence finally touched Zhou Ziheng's Achilles heel, "I'll let you see whose it is?" He reached out to hug Xia Xiqing's head super childishly, and kissed him on the cheek.

Xia Xiqing was stunned by his sudden attack, staring at him with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Fuck!! Kiss on the face!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) I'm dead!"

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Little Laura opened the door, "Ziheng, Xiqing, come up, it's cold outside."

Zhou Ziheng grabbed Xia Xiqing's hand, pulled him into the car together, waved to the fans, and the car door slammed shut.

Brother Luguang was still dying, like a screaming chicken being trampled on crazily, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh up up!' Zhou Ziheng is really too childish!"

The car was about to start moving soon, but the window was rolled down a little, revealing a pair of smiling eyes. Amidst the screams of the fans, a thin white hand held the phone screen and placed it between the gaps in the window. A line of words is scrolled above.

[I like how childish he is. ]