Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

Chapter 591 Chris Wu: Godmother, wake up!

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"..."

Da Mimi's pupils were lifeless, and her face was deathly still.

Her best friend, Zhou Bichang, was about to deliver the final blow.

"Honey, are you sure you can handle this? Didn't you say you had a great relationship with your brother?"

Zhou Bichang complained, her voice not loud, but every word felt like a needle piercing Da Mimi's ears.

"He even said you two got along really well while filming. If you got along so well, why doesn't he come to see you?"

"Can't you even give me an autograph and a photo?"

"..."

Da Mimi's lips twitched slightly.

Zhou Bichang waited for a moment, but received no response.

She sighed and prepared to take action on her own.

"Never mind, I'll ask Brother Jie for help."

Just as she was about to get up, a fair hand pressed down on her shoulder.

Her palms were slender, her nails were painted with vermilion nail polish and had exquisite manicures. She looked light and delicate, but her hand felt as heavy as if it weighed a ton, making it impossible for her to stand up.

"You...sit...right!"

Da Mimi looked at her expressionlessly and said, word by word.

The voice wasn't loud, but every word sounded like it had been pulled from an ice cellar, chilling Zhou Bichang to the bone.

"Oh……"

Zhou Bichang opened her mouth, her mind racing with warning signals. She obediently nodded, responded, and sat up straight.

Da Mimi withdrew her hand and sat up straight again.

You damned Gu Qing, you just wait!

We'll settle this score later.

……

On stage, the lights suddenly blazed on.

A giant LED screen played a montage of the year's highlights, with rousing music and flowing light and shadow, showcasing the year's hit dramas, popular songs, and memorable moments.

Teacher He walked out from the side of the stage with a card in his hand. He was wearing a well-tailored dark blue suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he had his usual warm and infectious smile on his face.

"Welcome to all the handsome men and beautiful women here today for the iQiyi 2018 Scream Night! Good evening, everyone."

His voice was clear and melodious, neither hurried nor slow, and every word was pronounced perfectly.

The card was just an ornament in his hand; he already knew these words by heart—having hosted so many galas, he could recite them with his eyes closed.

"Clap clap clap..."

Teacher He's popularity speaks for itself.

Many artists at the scene put on dignified smiles and applauded to show their respect.

But amidst this "polite" applause, a unique voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh, oh, oh, hello to the male god on stage!!"

Gu Qing clasped her hands together, made a megaphone shape, placed them near her mouth, and loudly cheered.

"Hahaha--"

There was a moment of silence, followed by a burst of good-natured laughter.

Gu Qing, positioned in the center of the stage, stands out conspicuously no matter what she does.

Teacher He could see it, and he couldn't stop smiling. He was both happy and touched, and he shook the card at Gu Qing.

"Haha, little brother, where did your aloofness go?"

"I remember that Gu Qing's younger brother, Teacher He, and Zhao Liying have a really good relationship, right? They were even photographed shopping together before."

Why does Teacher He's smile have a kind of benevolent quality?

The chat room was filled with laughter.

The tedious ceremony was like a spark that had been lit first.

Subsequently, a number of peripheral awards were presented.

These awards may not be highly prestigious, but they offer newcomers a rare opportunity to gain exposure.

"Newcomers of the Year in Drama: Li Yitong, Wang Zixuan, Li Landi..."

Teacher He read out the list, his voice filled with encouragement and expectations for the newcomers.

"Popular Celebrities of the Year: Gulnazar, Deng Lun".

“Artist of the Year: Ma Yili, Wu Gang”

Newcomers and veterans alike receive awards in droves, and then step down from the stage in droves.

Some were moved to tears, some remained calm and composed, some were so nervous that their hands trembled, and some smiled with such poise that it seemed they had practiced countless times.

Li Yitong, who was the first to stand up, represented the character Huang Rong in the new version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on stage.

She wore a light apricot-colored dress with a light skirt, but her walking posture was stiff and tense. With each step of her high heels, her body swayed slightly, giving the impression that she was about to fall.

When Li Yitong finally made it onto the stage to receive the trophy, stood in front of the microphone, and took a deep breath:

"Thank you iQiyi, thank you to the 'Legend of the Condor Heroes' production team, thank you to the director, thank you to the screenwriter, thank you to all the viewers who supported me..."

The acceptance speech was very standard, no different from what all newlyweds say.

But her eyes, those crescent-shaped eyes, kept looking "somewhere" while she was giving her remarks.

"Is she... looking at me?"

Gu Qing was sitting in the center, a smile playing on her lips, a hint of doubt flashing in her clear eyes.

A small question mark popped into Gu Qing's mind.

He wasn't just being presumptuous; the gaze he was being directed at was simply too obvious.

"Could it be that Sister Sweetie is right? Is my outfit today really that popular?"

He wondered to himself if it was a waste to pursue the "traditional Chinese style" route.

Or how about occasionally going for a "cool and edgy" look?

Thank you everyone.

Li Yitong has finished her remarks.

She bowed, turned and stepped off the stage.

As she stepped down the stairs, her crescent-shaped eyes curved slightly.

Teacher Gu Qing looked over and even clapped for me. He's still so approachable, just like he was on set...

"Next, please welcome this year's Golden Melody Award winner, Wang Jiaer, to perform the song 'Papillon'!"

When Teacher He read out the name, his tone was slightly loud.

He even gave Wang Jiaer a hug when he came on stage.

The two have recorded several seasons of "Please Take Care of My Refrigerator" and have a very good relationship.

"Well, here comes the real 'male model'."

Gu Qing's slightly tired spirits finally lifted a bit.

He really liked listening to the hip-hop song "Papillon" in his previous life.

At least in terms of song quality, it completely blows away Chris Wu, who sits next to his "godfather" director Feng Xiaogang.

On the stage, Wang Jiaer strode up the steps on stilts.

He was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, a loose denim jacket over it, black cargo pants, and a pair of limited-edition sneakers.

With her hair styled in a slicked-back style, her bangs slightly curled up, and sunglasses perched on her nose, she exuded an aura of "I'm super cool."

"Friends of Scream Night, let's get hyped!!"

He grabbed the microphone and yelled a few words.

"..."

His response was met with complete silence.

Who is this person?

"Are you crazy?"

"Where did this madman come from?"

Most of the celebrities present were looking at him as if he were an idiot.

Some people frowned, some pursed their lips, and some looked down at their phones, pretending not to see anything.

There are no proper music show stages in the Chinese entertainment industry, and there is no space for idol groups to survive. Most of the people present are actors and singers.

How could a big-name, older actor possibly lower himself to support a complete stranger?

The younger artists had the desire but lacked the courage, so they could only manage a forced smile.

This resulted in an eerily quiet scene.

It's like a stagnant pool, not even a ripple can be made.

The live stream chat was full of criticism.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"I know him. He was on Running Man before, and his sense of humor was really awkward. His acting was so fake!"

"This is so embarrassing, can we get off?"

Wang Jiaer stood on the stage, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Are all of you such serious people?"

Thank goodness I was wearing sunglasses, otherwise I would have already shown my weakness.

Teacher He, who had just walked off the stage, couldn't bear it and stopped to help shout a few words.

"Oh—Jackson—"

As soon as Teacher He called out, he heard an equally enthusiastic voice overlapping his own.

He shifted his gaze, looked in the direction of the sound, and immediately burst into laughter.

Gu Qing stood up and waved to show her support for Wang Jiaer.

Gu Qing had a very good impression of this good compatriot who brought honor to the country overseas.

Not to mention,

Wang Jiaer is indeed a "genius".

Earlier this year, Gu Qing saw a photo of "organic green tea" on Wang Jiaer's WeChat Moments, saying it was a gift from his South Korean boss.

He casually remarked, "Our Anhui province's tea is quite good too."

then,

Wang Jiaer sent him a private message: "Brother Gu, I want to drink, I want to drink."

"Okay, give me your address and I'll send you a few cans."

At first, Gu Qing didn't think much of it; after all, he had commented.

But who would have thought that after some time—

"Brother, I've finished my tea. Could you send me a few more cans?" Wang Jia'er came again.

"Didn't I give you eight cans? How could you drink them so fast?"

Gu Qing was surprised.

He was a recipient of four famous teas, and he sent two large jars of each. In theory, that should last for several months.

"Bro, my teammates stole a few cans from me, so I gave two to my best friend. Then my boss found out and stole two more, so I only drank one..."

Wang Jiaer didn't hide anything and said directly that he had given it away.

"Uh... okay, I'll have my assistant send it to you."

Gu Qing scratched his head.

Another month has passed—

"Brother! I've finished drinking again!"

"I searched online and it said that there are many good wines in Anhui Province. Brother, could you send me some more? The baijiu here is too awful!"

Wang Jiaer is here again.

"Brother, please don't ignore me. Brother, are you angry?"

"Brother, do you think I can drink too much?"

"Jackson... I can't possibly buy you tea and liquor for the rest of my life, can I?"

By the time Gu Qing saw the message, Wang Jiaer had already sent him nearly 99 messages.

He couldn't help but say earnestly, "You need to learn to grow up and buy it yourself."

"Well...that's true..."

Just as Gu Qing was feeling gratified—

"Brother, I'll give you the money, can you buy it for me?"

Wang Jiaer said expectantly, "I happen to have a gig here, I'm going to be on a show, I can give it to someone and promote our country's treasures."

The first sentence made Gu Qing's vision go black, but the second half made his eyes light up slightly.

Surely the Koreans can't steal tea and liquor?

It would be great if it could help products from my hometown reach overseas markets and even be broadcast on foreign websites.

"Jackson, this is my assistant's contact information. Just make a list of what you want."

As the tourism ambassador for his hometown, Gu Qing has an unshirkable responsibility.

He and his senior sister still have a lot of popularity on Korean websites, especially since "The Imperial Doctress" really appeals to Korean tastes.

Although some South Korean netizens humorously debated "the father plagiarized the son" on local Korean websites, the Korean audience couldn't resist the good looks of Gu Qing and Liu Shishi, making the drama very popular.

now,

Seeing Gu Qing help him get up and cheer him on, Wang Jiaer was deeply moved and blew her a kiss.

Gu Qing: "Why repay kindness with enmity?"

As the music intro began,

Wang Jiaer grabbed the microphone again and shouted, "Friends of Scream Night, how are you?!"

This time, there was a drizzling response from the audience.

"Master, do you know him?"

Da Tian Tian leaned closer, tilted her head, and asked curiously.

"Yes, Teacher He introduced us before, so we're friends."

Gu Qing nodded with a smile.

"I understand!"

Da Tian nodded vigorously, abandoning her aloof persona altogether.

She tossed her bangs and unleashed a deafening roar at the stage: "Ahhh~"

The sound was shrill and bright, with extremely strong penetrating power.

She not only shouted herself, but also pulled Song Jia next to her to shout together.

Gu Qing chuckled, somewhat charmed by her cuteness.

At this time-

"Xiao Gu."

Teacher He walked over.

"Teacher He, thank you for your hard work."

Gu Qing understood and raised her hand to give him a high five.

"I'm not tired, it's Sweetie who's tired."

Teacher He couldn't stop laughing when he saw Da Tian Tian, ​​who had no ladylike demeanor at all.

"Chun Chun, Xiao Hua."

Teacher He simply smiled and nodded, responding to the greetings from the others at the table, before turning around to face the stage and joining in the cheering.

One is a top female celebrity, one is a top national celebrity, and one is a national host.

The three of them sat at the table in the center and started cheering.

The atmosphere at the scene changed instantly.

Young artists are now daring to follow suit.

The big-name and older actors, some of whom had a good relationship with Gu Qing and others with Teacher He, all started to show their support.

Of course, the most excited group was Gu Qing's table.

Song Jia clearly had a knack for it; she stood up and swayed, as if she were at a disco.

Even Brother Chun would occasionally offer his support.

"Haha, why is everyone so excited?"

"Now this is what an awards ceremony should be like! It's finally not so lifeless."

"My brother's table is so interesting, this is what you call 'living with people'!"

The previously critical comments on the bullet screen have also changed their tune.

“You got me feeling like a… Feeling like a Papillon!”

On stage, Wang Jiaer's husky voice is very impactful.

He's always been a "white phosphorus personality," a self-indulgent, high-energy type, not to mention the atmosphere at the venue was this high.

The intro had just finished,

He was just jumping and singing on stage, keeping time with the rhythm, and waving his arms.

But during the break in the chorus, he did something that surprised everyone—he took a step and jumped off the stage.

"Oh no, it's coming for me?!"

Gu Qing's vision blurred.

The next second, a pair of sunglasses appeared on the bridge of his nose.

Wang Jiaer took off his sunglasses and placed them on Gu Qing's face.

Then, he invited Gu Qing to go on stage and dance.

The venue is so hot right now!

Gu Qing has experienced all kinds of situations, so naturally she is not intimidated.

Whether it's dancing or singing, he has never slacked off for a moment.

Strong fundamentals bring abundant self-confidence.

Not to mention,

He knew how to sing "Papillon" from his past life.

Wang Jiaer originally had his arm around Gu Qing's shoulder, intending to place the microphone between the two for a duet during the climax of the song.

But he didn't expect that,

Gu Qing thought he wanted to hand the microphone to her, so she took it and started singing.

Her voice is clear and has a unique smoky quality, yet it also possesses its own rhythm and appeal.

Gu Qing stood in the center of the stage, his leather suit gleaming coldly under the lights. Sunglasses covered his eyes, and his long hair was tied back, with wisps of hair fluttering slightly across his forehead.

He possesses a roguish, arrogant, and aloof charm.

"Isn't this Dou Xian?"

This aura almost made many longtime fans dazzled.

"No way, you have freestyle too?!"

"Was this planned in advance?"

When Kris Wu saw this scene, even the sunglasses hanging on his nose felt a little hot.

He subconsciously raised his hand to push it up, but the sunglasses slid all the way down to the tip of his nose, revealing his eyes, which were a little puffy from staying up all night.

He stared at the stage in disbelief.

Male celebrities have mixed feelings; it's hard to say.

But female celebrities, regardless of age or gender, all went wild.

The oldest one is naturally his godmother.

Ignoring the old man's ashen face beside her, she watched intently, almost losing all composure and dancing disco along.

"Godmother, wake up!"

Chris Wu was on the verge of a breakdown. "Didn't you say I was your favorite kid?"

What woman could resist such a scene?

Relaxed, confident, charismatic, and full of youthful energy and vitality...

No words combined could adequately describe Gu Qing on the stage at this moment.

Scream Night turned into a real "Scream Night".

Li Yitong's crescent-shaped eyes transformed into the full moon of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

She sat in her seat, her hands folded on her knees, her body slightly leaning forward, her eyes unblinking.

She was still the most composed woman present.

no way,

From the very first time I met Gu Qing, the impression he left on me was that of someone so dazzling and radiant on stage.

She has come a long way, from extra to supporting role, and from supporting role to leading lady.

But no matter how far you go,

She always remembers the first time she worked as a stunt double, seeing that boy in the corner of the set, dressed in costume, smiling and saying "Thank you for your hard work" to every extra.

"This god is so handsome."

Da Tiantian was also completely captivated, covering her slightly flushed face.

On Nazha's oval face, her petal-shaped lips were slightly parted, and the stage lights were reflected in her exotic, deep-set eyes.

"My little brother is so good...my little brother is so good!"

Even the well-traveled and knowledgeable Bingbing's eyes lit up, and she kept murmuring.

Like the most aggrieved woman present

Even Yang Mi is wavering now, not because she's swayed by Zhou Bichang beside her.

She decided to save the file first and then decide after watching the performance.

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...(End of this chapter)