Right now, everyone was not in the mood to pay attention to the awards ceremony, and all their attention was on the audition for "Falling Leaves". When it was the day of the award ceremony, several people were still a little stunned.
"It's the awards ceremony so soon? Time flies too fast."
"Isn't it? No, I have to go and get ready. I've been burning oil for the past few days,"
"Manager, where is my mask? Where did my mask go?"
The actors here are making emergency rescue, while Ling Lin and Feng Hua are all calm and calm over there. Of course, compared to Ling Lin, Feng Hua undoubtedly had to worry more. Who asked him to be the director of this play?
Perhaps because they had more hope, after the entire award ceremony, everyone was extremely calm, but when this big pie really fell on their heads, it was inevitable that they would lose their composure.
Seeing Feng Hua's acceptance speech on stage, Ling Lin wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she was happy for Feng Hua. How can a person's spirit not be admirable for a person who has been fighting for his dream from youth to old age?
After the entire awards ceremony, "Fate" was the biggest winner. When Ling Lin received the trophy for the best screenplay, the judges laughed and said, "You are the most talented screenwriter I have ever seen, congratulations!"
Ling Lin smiled and hugged her: "Thank you!"
Looking at the star-studded Ling Lin on the stage, the audience whispered to each other. Last year she was amazing enough, but this year she made a comeback again, and the answers she handed in were still perfect.
Not only the screenwriter, but also the director, made two shots and gained a lot of money both times. How does this compare to others? How can there be such a talented girl in this world?
After saying a few words, Ling Lin returned to her seat and sat down. Feng Hua smiled at her: "Congratulations."
Ling Lin: "Congratulations, and congratulations on getting what you want."
Feng Hua was in high spirits right now: "I want to come a few more times."
Ling Lin smiled: "Of course, it's very good here."
After Feng Hua won the award, Ling Lin's popularity was unprecedented. When they heard that Feng Hua was going to make a new movie again, and the script was still from Ling Lin, everyone's thoughts were floating.
But after inquiring again, many roles have been snatched away, and even the contracts have been signed. For a while, the actors and stars were beating their chests. Does this give them a chance to compete? Didn't expect to be able to get a role when participating in the awards ceremony?
No matter how bloody the outside world is, it can't make trouble in front of Ling Lin. She is currently focused on her first TV series, how can she have the energy to wade into other muddy waters?
As a senior house girl, as long as there is still stock in the refrigerator, Ling Lin can completely stay at home for a month. It's just that the Internet is not as developed as in the later generations. What you want can be ordered online and delivered to your door.
Therefore, Ling Lin had to go out to make big purchases every few days. After being bored at home for a long time, she felt a little uncomfortable when she came out. When exposed to the bright sunlight, Ling Lin narrowed her eyes uncomfortably.
Jiang Chan: "Next time, don't stay at home for so long. It seems that you should get a dog so that you can go out for a walk regularly."
Ling Lin pursed her lips: "I can't even take care of myself. If I have a dog..."
Her words stopped abruptly when she saw the picture sent by Jiang Chan, "Is this a stray dog? Such a small milk dog?"
Jiang Chan: "Hmm, I think it has been wandering in this area for two days, if no one lends a helping hand..."
Ling Lin already understood what it meant, and she hesitated for a while: "Then go and have a look, after all, you have seen it, Teacher. In fact, it's nothing to have a dog, anyway, I have time."
"You can also stay with me, otherwise the house will always look empty..."
Whispering along the way, by the time she found the little stray dog, Ling Lin had already convinced herself, and even made a list, that is, a pet list.
The little milk dog looked very embarrassed, but his eyes were very fierce. Ling Lin wanted to hug it, but was fierce by it. Later, after Ling Lin sacrificed the ham sausage, the little guy became less hostile towards Ling Lin.
Even though the little milk dog was dirty, Ling Lin didn't dislike it at all, so she just hugged it in her arms and went to the pet hospital. When it came out again, the little milk dog had a new look, and Ling Lin also had several bags in her hands.
Perhaps because they knew that they would keep each other company in the future, the little milk dog became much closer to Ling Lin, and after getting in the car, he obediently lay on the passenger seat, as obedient as he could be.
The more Ling Lin watched it, the more she liked it. While waiting for the traffic lights, she petted the puppy from time to time, and the smile on her face grew a lot. Although it is troublesome to take care of the puppy, she also reaps a lot of joy at the same time.
When she thinks that there will be a little milk dog running around at home in the future, who will wake her up at some point, and will be with her all the time, she can't hold back her smile no matter what, and she is full of longing for the future when she thinks about it.
The initial nervousness faded away, and the little milk dog got down on the carpet in the living room after looking around after arriving home. Although the little milk dog is still small, Ling Lin always feels that this little milk dog looks quite unusual.
Jiang Chan: "Naturally, it's not ordinary. This is a combination of Langqing and German Shepherd. If you train it well, it will be a very handsome big dog in the future."
Ling Lin was full of expectations: "Since you have raised it, you must take good care of it. From now on, my sister's personal safety will depend entirely on you."
She sat cross-legged next to the little milk dog, and the little milk dog rolled her eyes. At this moment, she just wants to be with the puppy, and she doesn't want to work at all, okay?
Jiang Chan knew that Ling Lin's obsession was only temporary, and after the freshness passed, she would go back to messing with her script. Sure enough, after spending two hours with the little milk dog, Ling Lin copied the little milk dog and sat in front of the computer.
When she was typing, the little milk dog lay on her lap, looking very cute.
In this way, Ling Lin lived a life of raising dogs and writing scripts. If Feng Hua hadn't asked her for something, she would not have been willing to leave the community.
"This is your dog? It looks like a string." He raised his eyelids and glanced at the puppy squatting beside Ling Lin. Feng Hua was a little curious, and Ling Lin was not a person who knew how to keep pets.
"It's just Chuan Chuan, looks very handsome, right? Fei Fei was fierce before, and she's a little one, with teeth and claws. Hasn't she been raised recently? She's very cute."
Ling Lin patted the little milk dog's head: "What do you want from me? Do you still have to meet and tell me?"
Feng Hua sighed: "Now the two of us have provoked public anger. Others can't find you, and they all come to me."
Ling Lin is not stupid either: "They are all asking for a script? Director, you don't stop me."
Feng Hua sighed: "I want to stop it, but can't I stop it? These old guys, seeing that I am closest to you, dare not go to you, and all come here."