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Chapter 455 Winning the Award

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

Chapter 455 Winning the Award

The cameraman won the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival. As a typical representative of Bole and his keen eyes to recognize heroes, Han Qiao was quite calm and even felt bored.

To put it in a big way, he is called having no ambitions. To put it in a small way, he is just a mess of people, and his fame is dirt. In a hundred years, he has no other hope in this life. He just hopes to communicate more women, contact women from various places, and give birth to children.

otherwise.

Who inherits so many properties?

You can't donate any more...

Han Qiao was calm, but the peacock crew was so excited. The staff surrounded Gu Changwei and Gao Weihong, and countless hands held them high, holding them up, flowers, praise, and countless pleasant sounds.

Gu Changwei and Gao Weihong laughed at each other, and the beauty was the same as the legendary paradise.

The news was first transmitted back to China, but it was still early in the morning in the country. When I received the news, the reporters were excited and wrote articles all night long, early the next morning.

Newspapers across the country rushed to publish praises: "Gu Changwei's film Peacock won the Silver Bear Award. What exactly does this movie talk about?"

"After ten years of hard work, the peacock picked the Berlin crown, and Gu Chang won the gods without fighting."

"Chang Gu has not had Zhang Yimou: years of friendship, photographer's film life."

"Hanqiao invests in movies, Peacock won the Berlin Silver Bear Award, Pangu's Plan for Opening the Sky, and three movies, which were a great success!"

"The opening ceremony of the Berlin Film Festival, Zhang Jingchu wore a luxurious white dress, an oriental beauty, and was charming in Berlin."

“…”

Gu Chang was not in a battle with the gods, and it was very popular. Back then, Zhang Yimou went from the Berlin Film Festival to the international film industry. Both of them went from photography to directors, with similar experiences.

The newspaper imagined: "Gu Chang has not settled for many years. Peacock fought in Berlin and won the Silver Bear Award. His old friend, Zhang Yimou, won the Golden Bear Award back then. Now, Zhang Yimou is a world-renowned film master. He is also a photography master. Gu Chang has not yet come. We can boldly guess that maybe, a movie master is rising."

Chinese people have strong "winning plots". The movie Peacock did not disappoint the audience. Correspondingly, the audience returned with full enthusiasm for watching movies. In China, Pangu Company has performed well in offline "movie warm-up" several times, and the box office has been very good.

A movie.

Without losers, the biggest winner is the only one who is Gu Changwei, Pangu Film and Television.

One thing is certain.

In essence, the "Silver Bear Award" is to create a huge free advertisement for Peacock, and indirectly, Pangu Film and Television saved hundreds of millions of publicity funds.

Han Qiao made a lot of money.

That night.

The Adron Hotel, a world-class luxury hotel in Germany, a symbol of noble, elegant and noble enthusiasm. It was founded in 1907 and is widely acclaimed German drama "Aderron Hotel", based on this hotel, telling the magnificent 100-year history of Germany.

The lights are bright.

Thirty-two marble columns, supporting the arc-shaped dome, the celebration banquet of the Peacock crew is being held.

The dining table was filled with wine and food, just like the money was not available.

Indulge in the voice and color.

In the corner.

Han Qiao leaned against the wall and held a red wine glass, which was a bit boring, in the movie "The Richest Man of Tomatoes".

Wang Duoyu packed the castle and had fun all night long. When it comes to luxury, it is better than tonight's party.

Xiao Wang...

Still too simple!

The piano sounds melodious.

Gao Weihong was wearing a white evening dress, and she was slim in the evening dress and had a curved figure. She was holding a red wine glass, pure and beautiful.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Han Qiao would find it hard to believe that a person's temperament can be a world of difference in just one day.

Now.

Gao Weihong has exquisite makeup and subtle and elegant appearance, just like a goddess who is tall and above. Such a goddess has a smooth footsteps and walks in front of Han Bridge.

His eyes glanced at him. Not far away, Gu Changwei was drunk. A trace of disgust flashed in Gao Wei's eyes. He turned around and bowed respectfully, smiling: "Master Han, are you not used to such a lively?"

"It's okay." Han Qiao shrugged and smiled with a smile on his lips: "I regret it, don't want to be Mrs. Gu?"

A woman!

Gao Weihong is now one of the top three in Europe, and the heroine of the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival. Times have changed and he looks down on the cameraman anymore.

Gao Weihong's bright red mouth was slightly raised, his eyes were straightened, and he was coquettish: "Master Han, Director Gu and I are just friends. Sister Jiang takes care of me like this. If she hears it, she might misunderstand me!"

"Friends."

"Silent place, how do you make friends with others." Han Qiao picked up the red wine glass, which was shining with a bright glass. Gao Weihong's body was blurred. He shrugged: "Are they all so special?"

"Master Han..." Gao Weihong was panicked. Yesterday, she and Han Qiao knew the truth.

before.

Naturally, she didn't dare to ask for it. She climbed the high branches of Hanqiao, settled for the second best, and chose a cameraman.

Now.

She is valuable, and the cameraman is not worthy of her. Han Qiao is not merciless at all. She keeps her smile, moves slightly, and is slightly closer. The woman's body temperature is soaked, her fragrance is so fragrant, her eyes are pure and innocent, and she complains coquettishly: "Han, Jing Chu is just a little girl, and anyone who is friends with is not something Jing Chu can choose."

"Master Han, yesterday..."

Gao Weihong bit her red lips lightly and her cheeks were blushing: "Yesterday, Jing Chu confessed to Han Qiao, and Jing Chu knew that she was in great danger."

"Master Han, why don't you purify my dirty soul."

"puff."

"Han...Han Master..." Gao Weihong's eyes widened, incredible, her delicately made cheeks were wet, and red wine flowed down her hair into her sapphire-falling chest.

Han... Han Qiao, did you vomit?

Gao Weihong staggered, and a kind of humiliation that instantly defeated her!

Sad to himself without any ease.

"Sorry... sorry."

Han Qiao really didn't mean it. To be honest, he had no intention of looking down on Gao Weihong.

What people like him like the most is to be friends with women like Gao Weihong.

Flies do not bite seamless eggs, they are all turtle mung beans, who is nobler than who?

But.

Are all the purifying dirty souls and the literary goddesses so literary?

Hell.

Han Qiao opened his eyes. Emperor Wu of Han was still too simple. He took off his coat and Han Qiao put it on Gao Weihong and said carefully: "Calm place, you are a good girl. I admire you very much. Keep cheering, you deserve all the beauty."

"Master Han..."

Han Qiao left, Gao Weihong was still in place, his face looked ugly, Han Qiao's suit jacket still had warmth, but did not give her any warmth.

I thought for a moment.

Gao Weihong restored her goddess style. She wiped it carefully. The traces left by the red wine were slowly walking back to Gu Changwei and smiled: "Director Gu, I'll give you a cup."

"Xiao Chu." The cameraman was drunk and confused. He was like sleeping in the clouds of flowers. He was not worried about Shu and did not hesitate at all. He pulled Gao Weihong, sat beside him, put his hand around Gao Weihong's waist, and swallowed his whole body, said, "Xiao Chu, what is the name Director Gu, and Brother Gu."

"Brother Gu." Gao Weihong coquettishly: "Brother Gu, everyone is waiting for you, why are you drunk alone?"

The staff saw it.

He avoided his eyes and pretended not to see it. Gu Chang was not with Gao Weihong, and everyone was clear about it.

When a few girls saw it, they were angry: "Bah, I'm so slutty, I can't seduce Brother Han, and I seduce Director Gu again. I'm poor Xiaodouzi's mother, who is erect with a big belly. At this time, I'm probably still waiting for Director Gu's trophy!"

"Worry, don't be alive anymore. We all have the benefits of winning the peacock. If you want to have a prize, you should talk less about other things, care less about us. It's all about us. Just look at the fun."

"I just can't stand it."

"I can't stand it. I just entered the industry. I've gone to many such things. I can't stand it now. If you have any, you will suffer in the future."

As the few people said, one of them was obviously his head, and lowered his voice: "So many delicious foods can't stop your mouth, and do you still want a bonus."

One sentence is out.

Suddenly, a few people stopped talking. Everyone was ordinary people, and the rent for next month was about to be rented.

I also expect the bonus to extend my life!

Hanqiao did not stay much.

He doesn't like extravagance, and Han Dog still likes stewed noodles with potatoes, which is good for fullness and nutrition.

If there is lard.

Sprinkle green onion with fragrant green onions. Just thinking about it, the worms in their stomachs can't stand it.

If there are eggs.

Boston lobster, let’s not change it, but we went upstairs and Han Bridge knocked on the door.

In just a few minutes.

Xiaodouzi's mother was erect. Tonight, she had dressed up and washed her clothes. She had a big red maternity dress, light eyebrows, and her lips were rubbed with rose lipstick, and her face was filled with joy.

With a brisk pace, she opened the door, and she was petite, raised her head and called: "Husband..."

"old……"

Halfway through the call, she saw that it was Han Qiao. Xiao Douzi's mother was a little uncomfortable. She was so young that she had not opened the door and hid behind the door: "Han Qiao, why are you?"

"Sister, I'm here to say that Brother Gu is drunk. It may be a little late tonight. If you're too sleepy, I'll go to bed early."

"Okay." Xiaodouzi's mother avoided suspicion. She wanted to draw a clear line with Han Qiao: "Director Han, thank you."

"Teacher Xiaodouzi, you are so polite."

Xiaodouzi's mother wanted to be a good wife and mother, and Han Qiao helped her and said with a smile: "Teacher Xiaodouzi, then I'll go back first."

"Yeah." Xiaodouzi's mother's face was relaxed, and this misunderstanding was finally completely cleared.

She and Han Qiao returned to their former location.

Han Qiao took a few steps, turned around, and said with a smile: "Teacher Xiaodouzi, I live in 405. If you need any help, you can contact me at any time."

"Bang."

Xiaodouzi's mother closed the door.

The last sentence Han Qiao said was not at ease and she was erect with a big belly.

Decorate the room.

I am 7 months pregnant, and my husband must be so tired. Tonight is a very festive day.

My husband won the movie award and achieved success. Xiaodouzi's mother decided to reward Gu Changwei.

In the mirror.

The woman has a petite figure, plump and tender red lips. Even if she is pregnant, she has a slim figure, and Xiaodouzi's mother has a smile on her lips. The two have been married for many years and have a conservative personality. She has never tried such a bold behavior.

"Husband, just have fun secretly." Xiaodouzi's mother put on the new mattress.

Sitting in front of the dressing table.

Looking at the clock on the wall, time was very painful, but she was willing to accept it.

12:00 pm.

It was midnight, and it was deserted outside. At night, a gust of cold wind blew.

Xiaodouzi's mother woke up in a daze. She subconsciously looked at the clock on the wall and frowned slightly: "It's so late, the cameraman won't come back yet, so she won't be drunk."

Thinking.

Xiaodouzi's mother got up, put on her coat, stumbling with her big belly, holding the wall with her hands, thinking about walking downstairs to the banquet hall.

corridor.

It was deserted and silent. When it arrived at the elevator entrance, Xiaodouzi's mother pressed the elevator and took a few steps, and she was gasping.

In the quiet corridor, a low cry came: "Dad, Dad..."

Xiaodouzi's mother frowned slightly, and her voice came from the aisle behind her. A door was covered with a faint feeling. She was a person who had been here and thought to herself: "It's so late, there will be no ghosts."

After all, he was so embarrassed that he looked at the elevator. Soon, the elevator arrived at the floor. Xiaodouzi's mother raised her legs and prepared to enter the elevator.

"Brother Gu..."

Boom...

Xiaodouzi's mother's face suddenly turned pale, her ears were rumbling like water, and she staggered, almost falling to the ground.

"Impossible, impossible."

It was impossible for the cameraman to get drunk in his messy mind.

It could not be him.

Xiaodouzi's mother was very cold, as if she was falling into an ice cellar. Her mind was blank and she didn't know at all.

How did you walk through it?

She looked over the wall with one hand and against her belly with the other hand.

"Brother Gu..."

...

405.

In front of the door, Xiaodouzi's mother's expressionless face was burning with a mandala-like smile.

Degenerate, demonic, knocking on the door, within a few minutes, Han Qiao looked at her eyes and smiled with a smile on her lips: "Teacher Jiang, do you need it?"

Han Qiao is clear in her heart.

Xiaodouzi's mother's personality, she and the cameraman, and they both play with their own things. She has no benefit in exposing the cameraman.

Forced.

The cameraman divorced her, making it a puppy man and a woman, but she couldn't swallow this.

Videographer plays.

She also played, and Xiaodouzi's mother was erect and her body was a red skirt, just like a wedding dress, bright red as blood, and a smile on her lips: "Han Qiao, you didn't know I would come."

Han Qiao smiled with a grin: "Sister-in-law, this is not true."

...

3:00 am.

My aunt returned to the room.

He was slight, afraid of making a sound, and he slept alone in the quilt on the bed.

The cameraman was worried.

My wife's personality must be a mess. To be honest, he is quite impatient.

I am the director of the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival. In a few years, I will be an international film master like Zhang Yimou.

It's not her son anymore.

The cameraman thought, and he became much more courageous, and the room suddenly shone brightly.

The cameraman didn't think so, his knees weakened, he knelt on the ground, and confessed, "Wife, I was wrong. At the Film Festival Awards Ceremony, I am ready to thank you for your awards. Gao Weihong insisted that I thank her, saying that it is not easy for her to be a little actor, and begged me to cry, wife, you know, I am..."

"Okay." Xiaodouzi's mother was very tired, her body was soft and her throat was hoarse: "I'm back, let's go to bed early and will return to China tomorrow."

"Wife, you..." The cameraman raised his head, looked surprised, and said tentatively: "You...you don't blame me..."

"Husband, why would I blame you?" Xiaodouzi's mother smiled: "You have so blessed to take care of the crew's colleagues, and I can't be happy. I didn't thank me this time, I'll make up for it next time."

"Wife, are you hungry?" The cameraman felt guilty. What a good wife, she is really a beast!

At this time, he hated himself in his heart. He was a man with a wife and children. He made up his mind: "In quiet place, I can't fall in love with you anymore."

"Not hungry." Xiaodouzi's mother felt in pain. She looked at her husband, which hurt like a knife, and said revenge: "Husband, my stomach is very full, my son is very full, and we are all full."

"That's good."

The cameraman didn't notice it. He climbed onto the bed, touched his wife's belly, and said happily: "This child is so sensible and doesn't make any trouble at all."

"Can you be ignorant?" Xiaodouzi's mother felt disgusted and forced herself to take revenge, saying: "You don't even look at who this child's father is. His father is so powerful. I see, this child is born, just like his father, and he will do great things in the future."

"Wife."

The cameraman's eyes were moved. He could not have imagined that he was so tall in his wife's heart. Thinking of it, the cameraman said in a deep voice: "This child is better to call him Youwei."

"Gu Youwei."

"Han Youwei." Xiaodouzi's mother thought to herself and nodded, "Youwei sounds very nice, his father must be very happy."

"Of course I'm happy." The cameraman was filled with joy. Now, he has achieved success and his wife is virtuous. He said with satisfaction: "Wife, you are so nice."

Xiaodouzi's mother looked at her eyes and pretended to be happy: "Husband, you are so nice."

The two looked at each other.

The family of three was harmonious and warm. The cameraman suddenly thought: "The child was named and wanted to tell Brother Han that he was the child's godfather and wanted to trouble him."

"What kind of godfather, he is the child's father." Xiaodouzi's mother said: "Are you stupid? Han Qiao's identity and status? How can the godfather be strong? This child is called his father. We will never have to worry about the rest of our lives in the future."

"That's right." The cameraman didn't think much: "Brother Han and I are as close as brothers. My son is his son, so it's nothing to call him dad."

"Husband, you are so smart."

(End of this chapter)