Superstar's Development Diary-Chapter 881 - 883: In the Same Frame

No matter how reluctant the media are, the red carpet always has a day when it comes to an end.

’Special Action’ followed the scheduled time for the red carpet without delay, even though it was a big production, and soon exited the stage.

Just as He Jinxia and the others found their seats and sat down, a wave of lively commotion erupted from behind, even more intense than when they themselves arrived.

Director Qian couldn’t help but curiously ask, "Is it some superstar or major production coming through?"

Only a superstar or a big production would be able to stir up such a grand occasion.

He Jinxia glanced back curiously; she wanted to know the answer to this question as well.

Very quickly, they found out, because not only the red carpet area, but even the stars who were already seated and waiting for the opening stood up and shouted towards the outside—

"Sheng Yan! Sheng Yan! Sheng Yan!"

"I love you, Emperor Sheng!"

"Emperor Sheng, reigning over the world!"

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He Jinxia had heard that many celebrities became interested in entering the industry after watching Sheng Yan’s movies, so a huge fanbase had gathered even among the stars.

No one can remain calm when seeing their idol, not even if they’re celebrities themselves.

Becoming a star doesn’t necessarily mean you’re more likely to meet your idol, it’s just that the gap in status is still insurmountable. There’s nothing to be done; Sheng Yan’s rank is just too high. To occasionally catch a glimpse of him, one would likely need to reach first-tier status.

But there are only a few hundred first-tier stars globally, scattered across different countries, and then further spread out into different regions. Meeting a superstar is indeed incredibly difficult.

You might as well work for the star’s company, perhaps as a member of the staff, where you might have a better chance to see them in person.

Amidst the shouting, He Jinxia couldn’t help but stand up, and the crew members beside her also stood up in unison, as a mark of respect for the superstar.

In one ear, there was the crazed chanting for Sheng Yan, and in the other ear, Director Qian’s voice of admiration:

"Sheng Yan is really something. Back when he first got into the industry, I thought he’d be just a flash in the pan, but now, years later, he’s reached this level.

Who says young idols don’t have talent and only rely on fan base? Look at Sheng Yan, a truly talented actor!

I’ve watched the films he’s acted in, they’re really something. He can portray middle-aged people with authenticity, elderly people with their melancholy, and with young people—it’s needless to say—full of youthful vitality!"

He Jinxia felt a sense of pride blooming from within.

Of course Sheng Yan is amazing, after all, he is my man!

He Jinxia silently thought, her eyes filled with a smile, her lips curling in a bright grin.

Gong Hongyu saw her expression and was momentarily stunned, then curiously asked, "Senior Jinxia is also a fan of Emperor Sheng?"

He Jinxia smiled gently, shook her head, and said nothing.

During the collection period for films entering the Venice Film Festival, Sheng Yan did not participate in any film, so he came this time as a presenter.

Because this was an international stage, presenters or hosts were uniformly dressed in internationally recognized attire—

the men in suits and the women in evening gowns, stately and polite.

This time, Sheng Yan wore a white suit, with an asymmetrical cut that showcased his personality, paired with pants of the same color, with a bright red rose tucked in the chest pocket for an elegant touch.

The combination of white with a hint of red was classic yet astonishingly striking.

He seems to favor the color white; since daily outfits can’t be photographed by media, no one really knows for sure, but at least in formal settings, Sheng Yan has worn white suits several times.

The frequency of using white is much higher than that of other colors.

Among the vast crowd, Sheng Yan casually scanned the room, and as if he had a telepathic connection, he instantly spotted He Jinxia, who was smiling at him from a distance.

Sheng Yan’s expression softened unconsciously, a faint smile appearing on his face.

He does not smile often, but when he does, it’s heartwarming, akin to the melting of ice, the renewal of spring, both warm and breathtaking, stunning those photographing him.

The screams on site grew even louder!

But Sheng Yan did not stop for them; he walked into the seat area without hesitation.

Watching him approach slowly, with a compelling aura, He Jinxia’s heart raced, as she lost herself in thought: was he about to make their relationship public?

That can’t be, wasn’t it agreed that she would be the one to announce it?

But if Sheng Yan did announce it, what should she do?

Withdraw?

No way!

Accept it?

Hmm— It was supposed to be her making it public!

While lost in fanciful thoughts, Sheng Yan tilted his head and looked towards Director Qian, giving a slight nod: "Hello."

Director Qian was flustered, hastily nodding back: "Hello, hello, hello!"

What kind of wind brought this superstar here today, and to greet me too?!

He Jinxia, realizing he didn’t come for her, subtly breathed a sigh of relief but was also slightly disappointed, feeling rather complex emotions.

Even she couldn’t tell if she was more relieved or more disheartened.

Sheng Yan looked at Director Qian and said calmly, "Your film ’Special Action’ was great. I’m a loyal fan, and I hope you can make more such good films."

Director Qian was extremely nervous, not feeling any of Sheng Yan’s admiration for him.

When a fan meets their idol, aren’t they supposed to excitedly greet them?

Even if Sheng Yan’s status is different, seeing the director of works he likes, shouldn’t he at least smile?

For him to say he’s a fan with such a straight face was a bit... overwhelming for Director Qian -_-||

Once Sheng Yan left, Director Qian finally realized as he sat in his chair: there’s a rumor floating in the industry that Sheng Yan has a paralyzed facial expression.

Now it seems, it is indeed the case.

With Director Qian muttering softly at her side, He Jinxia’s lips twitched.

You’re overthinking, really.

He just wanted to see me and used you as a shield.

Meanwhile, on a certain famous live streaming platform.

Because there was a dark horse from Huaxia, ’Special Action,’ that entered this year, someone in China had long seen the business opportunity in the film festival’s opening ceremony and vigorously negotiated to finally synchronize the live broadcast on this side of Huaxia.

When Sheng Yan was seen walking beside He Jinxia, the bullet screen filled with—

[Wow, I didn’t think so before, but now they really match! A Fat Emperor and an Emperor Sheng, both as emperors, please fall in love and marry right here!!]

[They look so good together, I’ve quietly been shipping He x Sheng CP, and this time I finally get to see their long-awaited same-frame appearance QAQ]

[Why do I feel like that mysterious man looks so much like Emperor Sheng? Judging by the height and build, it fits, he’s as tall as He Jinxia.]

[The Imperial Army arrives, stop your wild imaginations, look further down, Sheng Yan is clearly talking with Director Qian, stop forcibly creating drama for stars, OK?]

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