When the last picture was fixed on the film screen, the whole audience fell into a strange silence, mixed with occasional low sobs.

When the ending song sounded, it was like a tearful divine comedy. Jiang Shiwei's tears finally fell uncontrollably.

This is blind mountain. Xu Liang's blind mountain is just right and tearful.

The theater burst into prolonged applause.

She saw Xu Liang's face full of tears around her. She saw Xu Jing's eyes red with excitement. She saw too many people. Those familiar faces were moving on each face.

Some cry, others laugh.

Many people are cheering. The cinema is very lively, but Jiang Shiwei seems to be in a closed space.

She wanted to cheer, but her voice was so blocked that she couldn't make a sound.

Until a shadow around him hugged her hard, Jiang Shiwei subconsciously wanted to struggle, but when he smelled the familiar smell, he stopped struggling.

"Slightly, congratulations."

Although it was only two words, he said everything in it. Jiang Shiwei nodded chokingly: "thank you."

"You worked hard."

Jiang Shiwei's tears finally completely fell down at this moment. She didn't cry when she was in a coma with a high fever when she was filming blind mountain. She didn't cry for shooting high-volume scripts with screenwriters day and night. She didn't cry when she was injured. She had grievances, and she didn't even cry when she fell into a bottleneck.

At this moment, she cried like a child.

She fell on Nan tingliao's shoulder, as if crying out all the grievances, all the sadness and reluctance. Nan tingliao let her hold her until someone called Jiang Shiwei.

When Jiang Shiwei was about to leave, Nan tingliao stopped her: "slightly."

She turned back and looked at him with clear eyes, but he said, "with me, you don't have to worry about everything. You can rest assured and be bold."

He waved at him, and the boredom at the bottom of his heart seemed to dissipate.

At this time, many reporters naturally surrounded the door. Seeing the people inside coming out, they immediately blocked it. Especially when looking at LAN Yue, many reporters forced them with long guns and short guns. One of the tall and thin reporters asked: "Elder LAN, how did you attend Jiang Shiwei's premiere today? As far as I know, director Xie Jin's premiere is also today. Why did you choose an unknown younger generation and give up the premiere of the well-known director Xie Jin? Is there anything unknown in it?"

This is obviously interesting to block Jiang Shiwei. She secretly blames her for inviting elder LAN Yue to come by dark means. After all, the fans of elder LAN Yue are all ashes fans with explosive fighting ability. If Jiang Shiwei invites LAN Yue by dirty means, on the one hand, it will splash dirty water on LAN Yue and on the other hand, it will make Jiang Shiwei ugly.

There is nothing more perfect than a two pronged approach.

Jiang Shiwei heard it as soon as she came out. She frowned and looked worried at the elder LAN Yue, but she saw the elder look kindly at the reporter in front of her: "this question is very good. The reason why I chose blind mountain" , because it deserves its name. It is a rare and good work, and I believe the film review will come out soon. At that time, you will naturally understand how rare it is. I appreciate that this little girl, director Jiang, can make such a deep work. "

This statement is equivalent to advertising blind mountain.

Without waiting for the reporter to ask questions, the bodyguard on one side came over and escorted LAN Yue away from the scene.

Next, no matter who praised "blind mountain", even those journalists who deliberately found fault were angry, and these praise was enough to make "blind mountain" a hot search that night.

"Blind mountain" can be said to be a fire before sowing. Of course, these are later words.

Not far away, Xie Jin clenched his fist tightly and looked at Jiang Shiwei reluctantly. He didn't believe that he would lose to such a little girl film. Since she could buy LAN Yue and them to attend the premiere, she could buy them and help her speak.

Finally, when Jiang Shiwei returned to the backstage, he saw Nie Ji still waiting there. Seeing her coming in, he gave her a Moda.

Jiang Shiwei couldn't dodge and was kissed by him. Then he raised his shoes and rolled them hard on his toes. The painful Nie trace immediately released her: "Hey, why are you so cruel! Murder!"

"Do you dare to do this next time? Believe it or not, I'll clean you up." Jiang Shiwei looked noble and cold.

"Heartless little woman, at least Ben has sacrificed so much for this play. What's the matter with kissing!"

Nie Ji said boldly, and Jiang Shiwei looked at him with a headache: "one yard to one yard. If you dare to mess around again, believe it or not, I'll tell sister Luo."

"I'm afraid of you!" Nie Ji looked unhappy when he mentioned Luo Zichen. It happened that second uncle Jiang also came in, looked at them and asked them to go back to the lounge and said, "Nie Ji, Miss Luo asked me to call you back."

"It's still early..." Nie Ji muttered discontentedly, but the next second Luo Zichen called, and he finally left reluctantly.

After Nie Ji left, there were only two people left for a moment.

Looking at the second uncle Jiang, he kept staring at her, as if he was looking at someone through her. The eyes were deep and frightening. Jiang Shiwei asked, "second uncle, what's the matter with you?"

The second uncle Jiang suddenly came to his senses and smiled apologetically: "it's all right. I just saw you suddenly think of your mother."

Referring to his mother, Jiang Shiwei flashed a faint light at the bottom of his eyes: "if only my mother were still there now."

If Mom sees her like this, she will be very happy.

A touch of regret appeared on Jiang Shiwei's face. Second uncle Jiang felt bad at the bottom of his heart. He looked at the girl in front of him as if he were looking at the Sanskrit more than 20 years ago. It was also so bright and beautiful: "if your mother knew you were so good now, she would be very happy."

"Second uncle, actually..." Jiang Shiwei looked at second uncle Jiang.

The last time she saw her mother in Jiangcheng, she didn't know whether she should tell her second uncle. She clearly saw her mother, but after being checked, she found nothing. There was no Sanskrit in Jiangcheng.

Not even fan Qing.

She once suspected that she had read wrong that day, but she clearly remembered that it was her mother's face. Why didn't she know herself.

"What's the matter? Just say something. Don't hesitate."

"In fact, some time ago I seemed to see me in Jiangcheng..." Jiang Shiwei hesitated for a few seconds and finally said, "I saw my mother, but she doesn't seem to remember me."

"What you said is true, your mother, she is still alive?" second uncle Jiang's expression changed instantly. In recent years, he never gave up looking for Sanskrit songs, but for so many years, he never heard from her.

He once thought she was dead. Hearing the news, he was both surprised and happy. He even clenched Jiang Shiwei's arm regardless of his manners.

Jiang Shiwei was slightly hurt when he caught him: "second uncle, what's the matter with you?"