Chapter 218: Taking Nude Photos of Chen Nuo

"Beep, beep, beep."

In the darkness, the sound of the text message was very harsh.

And when Su Mingming's phone received this text message, he was already preparing to sleep.

11:12 PM, for him now, it was already considered late at night.

However, just a few days ago, this time was actually the beginning of his nightlife.

Without drinking a bottle of Erguotou and eating a plate of peanuts, how could he possibly fall asleep?

Because once he closed his eyes, all the past years would come roaring back, and in the end, his heart would curl up, making a grown man cover his head in the quilt, unable to stop the tears from flowing.

But now, he felt his body had been hollowed out, his eyelids were fighting, his brain couldn't think of anything, and he could fall into a dream at any time.

"Who is it?"

The woman beside him heard the sound of the text message and made a somewhat vigilant sound, "It's so late, who is still looking for you?"

Su Mingming, who hadn't been cared for in a long time, felt a bit warm in his heart upon hearing this questioning and comforted her: "Don't worry, it's definitely not a woman; what woman would take a fancy to me?"

A soft body suddenly threw itself over and hugged him, saying: "I don't care, let's go get the certificate tomorrow. Are you willing?"

Su Mingming reached out to the bedside table, fumbled to take the phone in his hand, didn't even have time to look at it, and said in surprise: "Xiao Wen, are you serious? Isn't this a bit fast?"

It was really fast.

The day after watching the Oscar broadcast, Sisi's attitude toward him changed drastically; she wouldn't let him leave at all, and all the way she was asking about the story between him and Wang Xiang back then.

But he felt those things were not convenient to tell, so he kept hemming and hawing.

However, the less he said, the more Sisi stuck to him.

In the end, it was too late, so there was no way to leave.

That night, he stayed at Sisi's house, sleeping on a very large and soft bed.

A gentle village he hadn't enjoyed for many years.

If it weren't for the fact that the next day he had to go and tell Xiao Si a few words, telling him not to talk nonsense, Su Mingming really didn't want to get out of bed.

Hmm, actually, because he had been single for too long, Li Jiawen really couldn't get out of bed that day and asked for leave directly.

However, a woman in her 40s didn't have ordinary recovery power. These past few days, the two of them had been sleeping together openly, and Su Mingming couldn't take it a bit.

At this time, Li Jiawen looked at him with dim eyes, "I'm serious, let's go get the certificate tomorrow. Why, are you not willing?"

Su Mingming laughed awkwardly: "How could I not be willing, we are already... like this, right? I'm afraid I'm not worthy of you, and when the time comes, your father, mother, brothers, and sisters will say you are blind."

Li Jiawen said calmly: "My brother and the others that day, you know what their attitude toward you was later, right? Su Mingming, if you are not willing, you can say it directly."

Su Mingming knew that Li Jiawen was good in every way. Whether it was appearance, family background, upbringing, or personality, him being able to marry her into his home was truly a blessing he had cultivated in his previous life.

It was just this temperament, a bit suspicious.

However, still the same thing, it didn't seem like she was this clingy a few days ago.

Su Mingming laughed, immediately pointed to the sky and drew on the ground for a long time, swearing that he absolutely had no hesitation, and tomorrow morning, they would go to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

This made the woman satisfied.

However, Li Jiawen reminded him kindly: "Then you see who sent you the text message?"

Su Mingming had no ghosts in his heart, so he naturally clicked it open generously to look.

Upon looking, he was stunned.

After a while, the muscles on his face relaxed completely, showing an expression that was both relieved and wanting to laugh,

Finally, he let out a deep breath from his chest and said: "Jiawen, it seems that we can't go tomorrow."

Li Jiawen was startled for a moment, and almost immediately, tears welled up in her eyes, "Is... is she back to look for you?"

Su Mingming was scared and didn't dare to joke anymore, hurriedly handed the phone over, "What are you talking about, no, no. Look, it's Wang Xiang's text message, saying he invites me to go to Beijing tomorrow to attend his movie premiere, that *The Message*."

What Wang Xiang, that's Chen Nuo!

Li Jiawen heard that Chen Nuo invited Su Mingming to attend the premiere, flipped the text message back and forth more than ten times, and then didn't sleep all night.

Early the next morning, she got up and wanted to take Su Mingming to the best department store in Langfang to buy the best suit.

As a result, she was rejected by the unappreciative Su Mingming.

"Wang Xiang asked me to go, so I'll go and see. It's just friends meeting, I'm not walking any red carpet, I don't need these at all."

After saying this, he looked at Li Jiawen, then looked at Sisi, who was excited to the point her face was red and was wanting to speak but holding back, and asked hesitantly: "Or should I ask Wang Xiang to see if he still has tickets, or should we... should we go as a family?"

Perhaps before, it couldn't be counted as a family.

But Su Mingming had a flash of inspiration and said it like that, and it really became a family.

Sisi let out a "Wow" scream, almost jumped three feet high, jumped over and hugged Su Mingming's arm and said: "Uncle Su, no, Daddy Su, be with my mom, really, I will definitely be filial to you in the future. You are really too good. I think you are my real father. I've decided, I'll take your surname in the future, I'll be called Su Sisi!"

Well, it can only be said that when 90s non-mainstream kids go crazy, it's the real mother who is almost shamed to death.

Su Mingming's inquiry text message was sent.

After a long 21 minutes, the reply came, and the tone shouldn't have been the one from last night.

That was the tone Su Mingming was familiar with.

Wang Xiang spoke like that back then; gentle, quite kind, and quite considerate of others.

He didn't look like that kind of loud and noisy social youth at all, so he had looked at him with different eyes back then. Even if his business level was very low, he let the other party drift through life in his troupe.

The text message said: "I have tickets. But it's too late to watch the movie, it will delay the child's sleep. I'll chat with you guys when the time comes. How about it?"

Before, Su Sisi could still jump, but after reading this text message, her whole body was shaking a bit, holding the phone, looking at that line of words back and forth.

Making Su Mingming couldn't help but ask quietly: "Is Sisi that obsessed with that Chen Nuo?"

Li Jiawen also said in a low voice: "It's not just her, many kids in her class, I think, are all like that."

This time, the premiere of *The Message* could be called starlight-studded.

Beforehand, the media described it as almost half of the Chinese entertainment industry going.

Of course, it was an exaggeration, but in a sense, it could be considered a reasonable description.

In fact, from the moment Chen Nuo received the little golden man at the Kodak Centre on the 25th, the movie tickets for this midnight premiere in China Film Group's hands had become a hot commodity.

Many people felt that whether they could sit in the Poly Theatre tonight was proof of whether their status was qualified enough.

If Chen Nuo holding an Oscar couldn't fully achieve this effect, then adding Jiang Wen would definitely be enough. However, besides these uninvited guests,

This time, Chen Nuo also exceptionally high-profile invited some senior and junior sisters from the Film Academy,

Including classmates like Yuan Shanshan and Yang Mi, as well as school teachers like Li Er, Huang Lei, and Zhang Tianyou.

Even Principal Zheng originally wanted to come, but unfortunately had to go on a business trip to the US, so he had to wait until he returned to China to watch it.

After all, when *The Message* was being filmed, the classmates of the 2005 acting class of the Film Academy had all gone to the crew to help out.

Even saying that this was a movie filmed by the whole class wouldn't be too wrong.

Chen Nuo naturally had to invite his classmates and teachers to take a look; they had been doing odd jobs for the crew for so long and playing extras for nearly a month, so they needed to see what the final film actually looked like and whether it was worthy of their sweat and hard work.

The premiere being held so lively was also a strategy Chen Nuo discussed with China Film Group.

They wanted to hold the premiere in a big way and build up the momentum.

Afterward, Chen Nuo would follow up to run roadshows in a few major cities, and the promotion in mainland China would be about the same.

The subsequent main promotional attack direction he put was actually on the two countries of Japan and South Korea.

After all, the ceiling of the current Chinese film market was only this high.

Even if Chen Nuo brought back a pile of little golden men from Hollywood, most ordinary people were used to watching pirated discs on VCDs at home, so you could only sigh at the ocean.

In this era, preventing theater piracy and stopping the circulation of pirated discs could be said to be a fantasy.

No one had a way.

Therefore, originally having the natural advantage of Japanese and Korean superstars appearing in it, if *The Message* still didn't grasp the two incremental markets of Japan and South Korea, then he, Chen Nuo, truly didn't deserve to go further on the Forbes Celebrity List.

Even, Chen Nuo's innermost thoughts were still quite childish, and it could be said that he didn't look like a businessman who talked business.

He felt that if the foreigners' money was earned enough, don't let him lose money; Chinese people didn't have high incomes at this time anyway, so let them watch pirated copies if they want.

It wasn't a blockbuster special effects movie that one must go to the cinema to experience anyway. Watching it at home and receiving some patriotic education wasn't impossible.

Fortunately, he didn't let the distribution department of China Film Group know this idea, otherwise they would have been angered to death.

Likewise, if the Japanese Takeshi Kitano, the couple Momoe Yamaguchi, and the Korean Jeon Do-yeon, Choi Min-sik, Bong Joon-ho, and others who didn't come but still sent flower baskets knew, they would also be quite cold-hearted.

Thereby understanding the truth that "those who are not of our race must have different hearts."

Chen Nuo and the group of people from his crew were preparing to walk onto the red carpet under the flashes of media reporters.

At the same time, inside the cinema, some people had already started to enter.

Angelababy came with Janice Man and Chen Nuo, and they arrived very early.

Because she didn't have the qualification to walk the red carpet, she went into the cinema first.

Originally, her mood wasn't that bad yet.

However, at the entrance of the screening hall, seeing the names hanging on the flower baskets placed outside the hall, Angelababy was a bit dazed.

Although she had already become accustomed to what kind of life Janice Man lived in Beijing these days, and also knew that these people had indeed participated in this movie, at this moment, a deep jealousy couldn't help but well up in her heart.

Why?

If Fenny-jie had called her to accompany them to dinner that day, would everything be different?

Would it be her appearing in a movie with Takeshi Kitano, Momoe Yamaguchi, and others,

Would it be her wearing a luxurious evening gown, holding the arm of an Oscar winner, walking across that gorgeous red carpet in the envious eyes of everyone,

And appearing on the front page headlines of major entertainment news the next day?

Instead of being like this now, her career completely ruined, living under someone else's roof like a dog. Living a life of darkness every day. Not knowing when she would be able to get ahead.

Thinking of this, some thoughts in Angelababy's heart became increasingly clear, and she vaguely made up her mind.

Having a similar feeling to Angelababy was Yang Mi.

When she entered with Yuan Shanshan and Wang Meng, looking at the overwhelming posters of *The Message* in the cinema, she couldn't help but be a bit dazed.

This time, because of the joining of Wong Kar-wai, the promotional materials for *The Message* were completely different from the earthy posters of Chen Nuo's previous life that didn't know which street-side art shop had made them.

The background color of the main poster was orange-red, which was the color that filled the prison cell when Fan Bingbing was being tortured. At the same time, it wasn't entirely red, but had a bit of faint yellow. If one had to say, it was a piece of land that made people feel warm in a sea of blood.

At the top of the poster, the two characters "The Message" were written in somewhat mottled fonts.

Below was a portrait of all living things.

This scene was an image that Wong Kar-wai had specially cut out from the film.

After art processing, the whole picture was very flattened, just like an impressionist oil painting, with a bit of Van Gogh's style. It was extremely similar to the tone of Wong Kar-wai's previous movie posters.

On the left were Fan Bingbing and Liu Yifei.

They were wearing cheongsams of different colors, one sitting and one standing, calculating something on the table. The graceful figures of the two women were as beautiful as the light smoke drifting through the streets of old Shanghai in the twenties in the picture.

On the right was a group of men with different expressions, sitting around a coffee table, smoking and drinking tea and chatting.

Amidst the curling tea steam,

Yu Hewei on the sofa had a worried expression, his mouth open, saying something.

But Duan Yihong beside him didn't listen, just hooked a slightly enchanting smile at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head, and seriously trimmed his nails with a nail clipper.

Huang Bo had his hands in his pockets, sitting on the armrest of the sofa next to Duan Yihong, looking lazy, looking up at the sky, like a hooligan.

Jiang Wen hugged his arms, sitting opposite them, with a tiger face, ill-intentioned, watching coldly from the sidelines.

Behind these figures in the foreground, in the upper left corner of the whole picture in the shadows, right in the corner of that dark red fireplace,

There was a man hiding.

Two-thirds of his whole face was hidden in the darkness, only the chin, mouth, and a khaki military uniform were barely visible.

Oh no, there were also those eyes that blended with the darkness,

Reflecting a bit of white light, if one wasn't careful, they would be missed.

However...

Perhaps it was precisely because they knew that every audience member would go to the picture to find this person, so they wouldn't miss it.

It was also obviously intentional by the poster maker,

Deliberately letting people look for this pair of sinister, pale beast eyes from the darkness.

Making eye contact with them, and feeling heart-pounding.

Yang Mi bit her lip, looking at Chen Nuo's vague appearance, and had the same thought in her heart,

Why... among so many people, couldn't one of them be her?

"Let's go, you two." Wang Meng looked at her two roommates beside her; Yuan Shanshan was one thing, but how come Yang Mi also had a trend of becoming obsessed?

She couldn't help but sigh and said: "Stop looking, watch the movie later. They are living people in the movie, they can move!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 219 =====