In the observation room, the host: "You never accept interview programs. Do you have any good news for us this time?"
Ji Yuhuai was silent, then suddenly raised his head and stared at the camera, his eyes affectionately seeming to tell that person through the camera.
"Yes, I have loved her silently for seven years and I can't wait any longer."
"So..., From now on, I will no longer work in front of the screen, but I will still devote my life to Chinese films and wish Chinese films prosperity."
The fans burst into tears in the audience, and the host had tears in his eyes, "As a lifelong fan, and one of your 40 million fans, I want to ask you, will we still be able to see your movies in the future?"
He was wearing a black suit today, and the embroidery stitched on the chest was a special pattern worn by fans when the first film was nominated for the Golden Rooster Award. He pointed at the pattern, "Yes, I didn't act in it, but my name will definitely be at the end of the film, but please wait a moment."
A fan in the audience suddenly shouted, "Ji Yuhuai, we are waiting for you."
The voices began to rise and fall, and the crying gradually turned into the passion of a group of them. He exited the neon-filled stage when the lights were bright, just because he wanted to hug her who was standing in the sun and full of smiles.
She also had a blue support chain hanging on her hand, pulling him and whispering in his ear: "Ji Yuhuai, I love you."
Intention: It started from a song, you are late, a warm little sweet song, to write a relaxing sweet article.