Young Master Fu’s Incredible Real Heiress

Everyone's astonishment was written all over their faces.

"What's the situation? Who is this?"

"Where's Mr. Han? Isn't this Mr. Han's position?"

"The positions in the first row are the territory of the bosses. Who is this young man? Does she know whose seat she is sitting?"

"Elder Han has always been a kind person and doesn't care about these false names. But it doesn't mean that some young people can rely on this to take the place of Elder Han directly, right?"

"Is it crazy to want to be famous?"

Discussions erupted all at once.

All of them entered Wen Yongwei's ears.

Everyone was very strange, why did this happen, why did Mr. Han not come, but the position was occupied by others.

Wen Yongwei was indeed very popular during the draft, but in the whole circle, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is unknown.

After all, in the circle of bigwigs, they have to rely on actual performance to speak, and those in the fan circle are not worthy of having a name.

Wen Yongwei's face immediately flushed.

Before she knew it, Chasing Light hit her directly in the face.

She herself also saw her face on the big screen on the stage.

After a while, all the comments and accusations, mixed with some obvious contempt, came from everywhere.

It wasn't just these that humiliated her.

It's that all the people are blaming her, but no one really says her name.

Everyone is asking more, who is this woman!

Although the director has quickly cut the shot away, the chasing light has also been quickly retracted, and the real Mr. Han has been found in the crowd. This clip only lasts a few seconds, and it is not even an accident.

But Wen Yongwei's damage was no less than a big explosion on the earth.

She tried her best to restrain her emotions and let herself continue to maintain the etiquette of social occasions. However, her palms were scratched by long nails, and her flesh was blurred.

"Thank you Mr. Han for being here today. I also thank all the old artists and seniors for their contributions to the film industry. Once again, on behalf of everyone in the film industry, I would like to thank you all." .

Wen Yongwei was the only one in the audience, and her heart was cold.

Later, she didn't know how she changed her clothes to play.

In the middle of the journey, Cannes had won her a chance to sing for a long time. She walked up blankly, got up and sang the set song, and then stepped down.

She didn't even remember what she sang, like a wandering soul.

The effect, of course, can't be said to be good.

Of course...not bad.

After all, for the effect of the show, she didn't turn on the microphone, but the four words she expected to shine were nothing to do with it.

Shi Jin and Han Houhai sat in the back row and did not take this episode to heart.

Even, she didn't care what Wen Yongwei sang on stage.

She and Han Houhai talked about the current situation of the industry, script structure, etc. in the international film industry. They had a great conversation and were inspired a lot.

Han Houhai was getting old, and soon, the secretary came to remind him that he needed to go back to take medicine and rest.

He could only regret saying goodbye to Shi Jin. Shi Jin accompanied him all the time, put him in the car, and then returned to the back row to continue tonight's film festival.

The film is giving out awards, and Wen Yongwei finally regained her spirits when she heard that "Sing My Life" was nominated for the best screenwriter.

In any case, this is the big brother's movie, the movie won an award, the big brother's star journey will be very smooth, and he will also increase his popularity.

She finally regained enthusiasm on her face, looking at the host on the stage.

"So, the work that won the Best Screenplay Award at this year's Changning Film Festival is—"

With the voice of the presenters on the stage, everyone's attention was attracted.

Wen Yongwei pinched her palm, eager to hear that name, and finally appeared——

""Sing My Life"! Congratulations! Congratulations to the screenwriter Jin Xin! This film is well conceived. There are laughter and tears in the steps of the young man's pursuit of dreams, and it has touched the memory and softness of many people's hearts. Congratulations to the screenwriter Jin Xin! "

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Wen Yongwei smiled and applauded sincerely.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but search for the existence of this mysterious screenwriter.

"Singing My Life" has become popular recently, the box office has continued to rise, and the reputation has been good. The screenwriter is called the soul of this film.

However, so far, this Jin Xin has not appeared, nor even opened a Weibo account, which seems to be completely indifferent to fame and fortune.

Everyone naturally wants to see the true face of Lushan Mountain.

However, with the voice of the presenters, only Liu Ning stood up and walked towards the stage.

"Producer Liu accepted the award on his behalf?"

"Did the screenwriter not show up?"

"Although there is nothing wrong with Producer Liu accepting the award, it's just a pity that I didn't see Jin Xin."

The discussion in the audience did not stop.

Liu Ning took the stage, took the trophy, and said to everyone: "We Jinxin are still working hard on the creation of the next movie, so we didn't show up to accept the award in person. Young people, we still need more time and space. But I The same is true for coming to lead, thank you, and please continue to support our next creations.”

Everyone in the audience also understood that creation does take time, and they couldn't help but let out good-natured laughter and applause.

Shi Jin sat in the back row, but his heart was calm and his eyes were extremely dull.

After Liu Ning stepped down, he sent Shi Jin a WeChat message: "I will deliver the trophy to you."

"Alright." Shi Jin replied.

The time was almost up and the ceremony was over. Shi Jin got up to leave.

Wen Yongwei and Wen Yaoming joined together, and Wen Yaoming was also honored because the script won an award.

The two waited for the reporter to interview, but when they got up, they found that many reporters flocked to Shi Jin.

Because Shi Jin and Han Houhai are sitting together tonight, Mr. Han has not appeared in public for a long time. Of course, the reporter hopes to get some news about him from Shi Jin.

Wen Yongwei and Wen Yaoming were both left aside.

...

That night, Wen Yongwei, who specially dressed up and wanted to make a big splash, not only did not shine, but became popular because she sat in Han Houhai's seat.

Her stunned face was captured by the camera, and the astonishment of the people in the audience could be seen at a glance.

The reputation of "playing big names and grabbing positions" quickly attached to Wen Yongwei's body.

"Wen Yongwei, what kind of coffee position is this, even dare to grab the position of Han Lao?"

"The artists in your circle are really getting more and more face, and they can do anything in order to show off."

Fans tried their best to hold their respects: "Didn't Shi Jin also sit in the front row at the time? Why can't Shi Jin sit, but Xiao Qiangwei can't sit? You're not the black fans that Shi Jin bought, right?"

Passers-by netizens naturally retorted: "We are not blind. When Shi Jin passed by, Liu Ning asked her to sit there, and she left after sitting for a while, and went to the back row by herself. Only someone is as stable as Mount Tai, sit down. Given the position of Elder Han, it doesn't have to be washed, right?"

Before Wen Yongwei won the championship, the popularity of the passers-by was extremely good, but now so many things have happened in a short period of time, and it's full of fish.

She was so angry that she threw several vases at home.

Kang Cheng was already trying his best to help her wash away the bad influence, so he quickly called: "Yong Wei, the mistake you made unintentionally is no big deal. It's not a big mistake, everyone talks about it for a few days, naturally will dissipate."

"I'm sorry, Director Kang, for causing you so much trouble." Wen Yongwei felt very guilty.

"Silly boy, you didn't do it on purpose." Cannes has come here, and he naturally knows that in this circle, even if there is no such thing, he will be hacked, not to mention making mistakes accidentally?

However, as long as it's not a big mistake, what is it in this circle?

In comparison, Shi Jin was also very hot that night, and the discussion was no less than Wen Yongwei.

It's just that what surrounds her is that she has such a good relationship with Liu Ning and Mr. Han. Is it possible to invite her to compose and sing the theme song for the next movie?

Fans were all gearing up and excited: "I bet it must be like this! Producer Liu is on the rise again, and every movie must strive for excellence, even the theme song! There must be a plan to find Shi Jin! "

"I guess so! Shi Jin is high!"

"It's even if he finds the right person to find Xiao Shishi. Xiao Shishi's voice is ever-changing and full of aura, which is really suitable for movies with texture."

"expect!"

"wait!"

The black fans disagreed: "How is it possible? Do you think the film industry is so easy to mix? Shi Jin will be used without selection? Do you know how many singers want to create theme songs for popular movies?"

"Even Wen Yongwei is better than Shi Jin. At least Wen Yongwei doesn't make a hype, she made her debut based on her true ability!"

Shi Jin's fans clenched their fists: "Let's wait and see!"

They are looking forward to it, really hope that they will be slapped in the face.

...

Shi Jin's car just stopped at the gate of the Lanting inflorescence when Butler Chen came forward: "Miss Shi, someone just brought something for you."

"Well, give it to me." Shi Jin said indifferently.

Butler Chen brought the express box over.

Shi Jin opened it, and inside was the trophy Liu Ning had just won, the Best Screenplay Award, which he helped to collect on his behalf.

Said it was delivered by courier, but it was delivered right away.

Shi Jin took the trophy upstairs and put it away.

When she turned around, she discovered that there was still a bottle of red wine in the express box, and Liu Ning's blessing was written on the card.

"grateful."

In just two words, Shi Jin accepted it.

She can understand what the success of this film means to Liu Ning.

He is almost fifty years old. He has been successful for many years, but has fallen to the bottom in recent years.

If it wasn't for his discerning eyes and pearls to decide on Shi Jin's movie, he still didn't know if he would be able to turn around.

He also had this short-lived success in his previous life. Later, after Shi Jin sold the name Jinxin, Liu Ning fell into a low point in his life again after not waiting for a good script for many years.

This life is different, Shi Jin's new script will still prefer him to cooperate.

Therefore, Shi Jin was not polite, and accepted the expensive bottle of red wine.

As soon as she put it away, Butler Chen's voice to greet Fu Xiuyuan came from outside the door.

Fu Xiuyuan took off his jacket and handed it to Butler Chen.

He was wearing a white shirt and black tie, and the clothes were meticulous, which made him show a bit of abstinence.

There was never any emotion between his brows and eyes, but when he walked into the living room and saw Shi Jin, his eyes flickered as if they were lit up.

Shi Jin raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, swept away the indifference in the audience tonight, and there was a vivid and distinct color on his face.

Fu Xiuyuan had seen her award ceremony in the evening.

He was used to it, and would open the video to see if there were any events that Shi Jin participated in. If there was, it would be good to put the phone aside even if he didn't watch it.

Tonight, Shi Jin didn't actually appear in the camera much. The audience was full of celebrities. She sat in the back row again, and the shots assigned to her were only a few.

But Fu Xiuyuan still watched the whole process, and he captured the indifference on her face.

At this moment, Shi Jin was completely different from when he was at the scene at night. The smile on his face was like the first bloom of flowers.

"You're back?" Fu Xiuyuan thought she was going to spend some time there.

"Hmm." Shi Jin was holding the red wine Liu Ning had given him in his hand, "Would you like to accompany me for a drink?"

Her script won the Best Screenplay Award, and she might as well share this joy with him.

Butler Chen stood aside, stunned for a moment, wanting to remind Shi Jin that Fu Xiuyuan seldom drinks alcohol, but seeing this scene, let alone drinking, the things in Fu Xiuyuan's eyes, I am afraid that Shi Jin gave him poison. Can you drink it?

Forget it, butler Chen went out pretending to be deaf.

Fu Xiuyuan sat down opposite her and picked up his wine glass.

Shi Jin opened the wine and poured him a glass. The red wine was slowly poured into his glass, and the strong aroma of wine permeated the air wantonly.

Good wine is really good wine, and the smell is very comfortable.

After Shi Jin picked it up and took a sip, she saw that Fu Xiuyuan had already drank a lot, so she also drank all the wine in the glass.

After a while, the two had already drank most of the bottle.

Shi Jin's previous life's alcohol capacity has been practiced, and it's not bad. After drinking so much, he didn't have much reaction.

She raised her head slightly, and saw the man in front of her with wet eyes, like a big obedient and sensible dog.

"Huh?" Shi Jin was surprised.

Fu Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the front of her dress. There was no more mature man's temperament in his eyes, and the usual coldness and seriousness disappeared.

Instead, the innocent eyes seemed to be that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

"Fu Xiuyuan, are you drunk?" Shi Jin shook his fingers in front of him.

He smiled, a little shy and childish, and held her finger: "No, Miss."

"What did you call me?" Shi Jin asked in surprise.

"Miss, don't hate me, I'll call you whatever you want me to call you." Fu Xiuyuan lowered his head slightly, but looked at Shi Jin a little nervously, as if afraid that she would really be angry.

Shi Jin put his hand on his forehead, it wasn't hot.

How could this be?