The night is like a heavy black curtain, pressing over the city.
The bright lights of the Art Festival Dinner tore brilliant holes into the night. However, as time passed quietly, the light gradually dimmed, and the dinner party was slowly dispersing.
But the extremely dramatic scene that took place during the banquet was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake. It still ripples in the hearts of the guests, showing no signs of calming down.
In the hotel's splendid lobby, the dazzling crystal chandeliers cast soft light, reflecting on the smooth marble floor, reflecting a blur of light and shadow.
Guests in twos and threes, dressed in various gorgeous dresses or crisp suits, were walking slowly towards the hotel entrance while lowering their voices and whispering to each other.
His expression was full of surprise and curiosity that could not be concealed.
"I really didn't expect that something like this would happen." A lady in a gorgeous dress shook her head gently, and her carefully managed curly hair swayed slightly.
"Isn't that right? What Jin Nanzhu did is indeed too much." A man next to him echoed, his brows slightly furrowed and a trace of dissatisfaction revealed in his eyes.
"In such a situation, by doing such a thing, it is not only her own face that is being dishonored, it is also the face of my country." The voice of the person next to her was slightly raised, with a strong tone in his words.
A strong sense of blame.
"But having said that, Chu Xuan's slap was really decisive." Another lady was wearing a slim-fitting silver evening dress, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, with a bit of excitement as if she was watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
"If you put aside everything else, just because he protects his wife, he is a real man." The lady next to her said while nodding, as if she was very sure of her own evaluation.
At the spacious and bright entrance of the hotel, shiny luxury cars drove away slowly one after another, their wheels making a slight friction sound on the ground.
The guests in the car looked at the hotel gradually going away through the car window, but they still did not stop discussing the accident just now.
"This matter will definitely make the headlines tomorrow." A young man was sitting in the back seat of the car, crossing his legs, fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand, and said to his companions next to him.
"Absolutely, one is the one who was in the limelight as the best heroine some time ago, and the other is the one who is in the limelight now. These two people are already competing, and if such a conflict occurs again, the media will not make some big news.
That's weird." The companion responded, with a somewhat relaxed look on his face.
On the street, the evening breeze blew with a hint of coolness, like a pair of gentle hands gently brushing people's cheeks, but it could not dissipate the strong gossip atmosphere that filled the air at this moment.
Some guests who were leaving on foot walked slowly, still talking about the sudden accident.
"In my opinion, Jin Nanzhu can't be that stupid. She has been in the industry for so many years. She should be very aware of the consequences of her actions. There must be something hidden here." A simple but fashionable person.
Madam, there was a trace of doubt in her eyes, as if she was already immersed in searching for the truth behind this matter.
"The organizing committee..." After the man next to him heard the woman's words, his eyes suddenly flashed, as if he suddenly thought of some important clue.
He paused slightly, as if he was considering what he was going to say next, then lowered his voice and continued: "When you said this, it suddenly reminded me of what was said when the Art Festival shortlisted "Legend of Red Flame" was announced.
Trying to break the tradition and introduce a new atmosphere is bound to make the old school members of the organizing committee dissatisfied."
There was a hint of mystery in his voice, as if he had touched the corner of the truth hidden in the darkness behind this incident.
After hearing this, the people nearby were startled and thought deeply.
At this moment, the entire Manor Hotel and the surrounding environment seemed to have become no longer peaceful because of the unexpected incident at the dinner. It was originally just an ordinary gathering in the entertainment industry, but because of this dramatic scene, countless people were shocked
Caught in speculation about the truth and expectations for the subsequent development of public opinion.
At this moment, in a spacious and luxurious suite of the hotel, the lights were softly falling on every corner, but it seemed that nothing could be done to dispel the solemn and depressing atmosphere that permeated the air at this moment.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Jin Nanzhu stood alone and quietly like a lonely statue.
She looked straight at the bright but somewhat cold night scene outside the window. The lights of the city were twinkling in the darkness, like stars, but they seemed so far away and out of reach, just like her state of mind at the moment.
What you get is lost in an instant.
The Best Actress Award seemed to be within reach before, but Liu Yifei came from the sky and disrupted everything.
She folded her arms tightly, as if this was the only way to give herself some warmth and support.
But thinking of the slap at the dinner party, she still couldn't help it.
Jin Nanzhu turned his head suddenly, and his eyes were like two sharp arrows, shooting straight at the group of people sitting on the sofa.
The sofa was full of people, and all kinds of people gathered here.
There are celebrities with exquisite makeup and gorgeous clothes, but they may have indifferent expressions and have different thoughts;
There are directors with glasses and serious expressions. They frown slightly and seem to be thinking about something;
There are also people from the Baeksang Arts Festival Organizing Committee. They are either sitting upright or whispering to each other, with an elusive meaning in their eyes.
The whole scene seemed calm, but it seemed as if there were hidden turbulent waves, waiting for an opportunity to completely explode.
However, in Jin Nanzhu's eyes, he felt a kind of indifference.
"That damn man hit me!"
Jin Nanzhu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he yelled these words through gritted teeth. His voice seemed to be filled with a hatred that could engulf people and overwhelming anger that could not be suppressed.
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her clenched teeth with all her strength, echoing continuously in this depressingly silent hotel suite.
Her eyes, which were originally smart and somewhat arrogant, were now full of grievances, a complex emotion that seemed to be a mixture of unwillingness and resentment after suffering the greatest humiliation in the world.
Tears kept rolling in her eyes, like crystal beads, that could burst out of her eyes at any time, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall, just biting her lower lip.
At the same time, her eyes also revealed deep dissatisfaction with the people in front of her.
You know, the source of all this is the people in front of you!
The bad idea of letting him pour wine on Liu Yifei was secretly discussed behind their backs!
However, what about these people?
They had been beaten like this, but no one of them was willing to say anything to comfort them. They just watched helplessly, as if they were just a chess piece in their hands that could be manipulated at will.
"well played."
Just when the atmosphere was so dull that it was almost breathless, the person sitting in the middle of the sofa spoke first.
These three simple words made everyone stunned, and then they felt dumbfounded.
The person who said this was Zhong Qingmin, the vice president of the art festival organizing committee.
Since its establishment, the Baeksang Arts Festival has only included works from South Korea. This has been a tradition for many years and has never changed.
It is the first time for the festival to include the foreign work "Legend of Red Flame", and it also breaks the tradition that has existed for many years.
The person who makes this decision is the chairman of the organizing committee.
The president is about to abdicate, or to compete for a higher position, at the national department level.
This requires the support of more people, so we made an exception to include "Legend of Red Flame" in order to ask the fans of "Princess Nihuang" to vote for him to ascend to the throne.
This matter itself has little to do with him, Zhong Qingmin, and is even a good thing.
Now that the president is gone, he, the vice-president, can take advantage of the situation and become the president.
If you rise high, I will rise high, a win-win situation.
But what makes Zhong Qingmin feel sick is that this president has actually drafted his own person to be the president.
This means that as long as the president succeeds in taking office this time and really becomes the leader of the country, then the proposed candidate will not be left and it will be a certainty.
This is equivalent to completely blocking Zhong Qingmin's promotion path. If he, the vice-president, wants to be promoted, it will be far away. He doesn't know if he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.
In this sophisticated profit-seeking society, whether you are radical, innovative or conservative, in the final analysis, it all depends on which side the profit-seeking direction is.
Now, Zhong Qingmin is a "conservative".
He is determined to combat the "arrogance" of "Legend of Red Flame" and make the president's plan fail. Moreover, there is someone behind him who is not afraid of the president.
In short, everything is for your own benefit.
Zhong Qingmin raised his head slightly, with a hint of cunning and calculation in his eyes, and said calmly: "With this slap, it will be more beneficial to the public opinion we are going to create, and it will be more beneficial to you to regain momentum."
His voice was neither high nor low, but it conveyed an unquestionable certainty, as if everything was already under his control.
The other people present listened to his words and nodded in agreement with his words.
These people are all people related to Zhong Qingmin, and they have all received more or less help over the years. Either they owe favors, or they are too closely tied to Zhong Qingmin's interests.
So when Zhong Qingmin wanted to cause trouble, they naturally gathered together and came up with ideas to help.
The original plan was to deliberately create a conflict with Liu Yifei.
It doesn't matter whether it's an initiative to offend or something like that.
Just like the world police in the West, they are obviously burning, killing and looting, but they are able to package themselves as righteous people through the media.
They thought the same thing, whether they were deliberately trying to flirt with each other or specifically targeting her, as long as they had a conflict with Liu Yifei, that would be enough.
Therefore, the most suitable candidate, Kim Nam-joo, was sent to take action.
Because all those who follow South Korea's public opinion field know that Kim Nam-joo, who was very popular some time ago, was suddenly replaced by Liu Yifei.
This natural gimmick undoubtedly makes Jin Nanzhu the best candidate for the opportunity.
Jin Nanzhu went to throw drinks and had conflicts and gimmicks with Liu Yifei.
Then, the media they control will mobilize public opinion and make Kim Nam-joo humbly apologize.
Yes, it was an apology, and it was a vigorous apology, pretending to be extremely afraid of Liu Yifei's revenge.
Hitting the wall first, then apologizing. Once this combination hits the public opinion field, it is bound to make Kim Nam Joo gain momentum again.
The reason is simple: the masses will sympathize with the disadvantaged groups.
Even though Kim Nam-joo "accidentally" spilled her drink, she still soiled the skirt of the all-South Korean female idol "Princess Nihuang".
But as long as Kim Nam Joo shows a very cowardly and humble attitude in front of the media, the direction of public opinion will definitely move in Kim Nam Joo's direction.
At the same time, the reputation of "Princess Nihuang" is bound to be lowered.
As long as this effect is achieved, the follow-up can proceed one after another.
But they didn't expect that Chu Xuan would slap Jin Nanzhu, which undoubtedly gave them a better gimmick to create public opinion and an excellent opportunity to slow down the momentum of "Princess Nihuang".
That's why Zhong Qingmin said: "Well done."
Jin Nanzhu's expression gradually softened, and she also understood the follow-up trend that this slap could trigger.
It was just seeing these people paying no attention to her that made her feel a little dissatisfied.
Now that Zhong Qingmin had focused the topic on her again, her mood gradually stabilized.
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In the early morning, the sunlight is like golden threads, pouring through the gaps in the soft curtains into this extremely luxurious presidential suite.
On the extra-large bed, which was as soft as clouds, Liu Yifei was lazily lying on Chu Xuan's body, not waking up.
The sunshine seemed a little naughty, gently brushing Liu Yifei's face, as if gently urging her to wake up.
After a while, Liu Yifei's eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her smart eyes.
She wandered for a while first, looking dazed, as if she was still immersed in a sweet dream.
Then she raised her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth unconsciously, revealing a warm smile: "Why don't you call me?"
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Chu Xuan who had woken up, leaning on the back of the bed and hugging her.
In her understanding, Chu Xuan didn't get out of bed when he woke up, and she was holding Chu Xuan, so Chu Xuan must be afraid of waking her up and didn't dare to make any big moves.
This made Liu Yifei feel particularly warm, and she couldn't help but lean out, put her arms around Chu Xuan's neck, and rested in his arms.
The quilt slipped slightly, and the fair skin was almost transparent under the sunlight, glowing with a faint luster. A few strands of hair were playfully scattered beside the cheeks, adding a bit of playfulness and charm.
Chu Xuan gently raised his hand and pushed the hair beside Liu Yifei's face behind her ears: "I'm wondering how far things will go. Is it Jin Nanzhu's own behavior, or is there someone plotting against you behind the scenes?
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Liu Yifei opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful scenery under the sun outside the window: "Is it important? We are here for our honeymoon. Don't ruin the atmosphere, okay? If such a small thing can ruin this mood, then we will go back to China today.
, I don’t want any of South Korea’s awards.”
Chu Xuan stroked her back, lowered his head and said with a smile: "You have so much personality?"
"Uh-huh." Liu Yifei's tone was full of arrogance.
Chu Xuan lifted her chin and met her eyes very close: "You are very charming like this, what should I do?"
Liu Yifei's eyes were smiling, she blinked and said, "What do you think we should do?"
Chu Xuan lowered his head and kissed her lips, everything was self-evident.
