These marketing accounts have a huge number of followers and a wide influence. Before long, many entertainment-oriented marketing accounts reposted this story.
Some of the more moderate ones simply addressed the issue at hand and expressed concern about Xiao He's first stage play; others, more radical ones, began to rant and rave about Xiao He being arrogant, ignorant, incredibly stupid, and ruining his future... In short, they used all sorts of sarcastic remarks and relentlessly attacked him, devaluing Xiao He's upcoming stage performances to nothing.
Of course, there are also those who praise Xiao He to the point of destruction, praising his acting skills and implying that he will soon play twelve roles by himself, stunning everyone and showing the other rivals that Xiao He is simply a god!
It remains to be seen how many of them are malicious, but the online discussion has been successfully stirred up.
【Stage performances and acting in films are quite different, right? Can Xiao He really handle it well? Don't overdo it and hurt yourself.】
【The Twelve Evil Surnames is my favorite book. I hope the adaptation won't be too outrageous, otherwise even if it's Xiao He, I'll still complain.】
【I was fortunate enough to see "The Twelve Mirrors" abroad. Currently, no one in China has dared to take on this script. Although I don't know how Xiao He will ultimately perform, I must say his courage is commendable.】
Are there any international stage productions of "The Twelve Mirrors"? I couldn't find any.
【Friendly reminder: "The Twelve Mirrors" has only been performed at the Francoggenheim Theatre, which only hosts the most distinguished guests and artists, and photography is strictly prohibited throughout the performance. If that guy wasn't exaggerating, his family must be quite well-off, right?】
【Holy crap? A rich person is right next to me?!】
There was a lot of discussion online, but it didn't affect the offline situation.
Soon, the birthday party officially began with the entrance ceremony.
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Backstage.
Xiao He had already received the news in advance and took the initiative to go to the door to greet them.
Many familiar faces came this time. Some were just coming to sit for a few minutes and leave, some were stopping by midway through the party, and others were planning to stay for the entire birthday celebration. Regardless of whether they would officially appear at the event, Xiao He was very grateful for their presence.
"Happy birthday, Xiao He."
From afar, Xiao He saw a beautiful woman with short, ear-length hair and a very dashing appearance walking towards him.
The woman was wearing a very fitted sporty short-sleeved shirt and shorts, with a sports headband on her head. Just standing there, she exuded a confident and mature charm.
But when he saw who it was, Xiao He almost didn't recognize her: "Sister Man'er?"
The person in front of me is none other than Iman!
Previously, Xiao He's impression of Iman was that she was wearing a red cheongsam and looked beautiful and radiant. However, he never expected that after so long, Iman had changed into a completely different person.
Seeing Xiao He's shock, Iman smiled with satisfaction: "It seems my change has been so great that it has frightened you quite a bit!"
Xiao He snapped back to reality, then his expression became complicated: "A little."
"Then I'm satisfied. Losing weight recently really took a toll on me."
Iman sighed.
Xiao He took a quick look and found that Iman had indeed lost a lot of weight and now had a tomboyish look.
"Is Sister Man'er preparing a new work?"
"Yes, I'm preparing to act in an action movie."
Iman shrugged, then teased, "You're lucky, kid. You arrived just before I joined the crew, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to come this time."
"I was really lucky."
Xiao He chuckled, and just then he saw Lin Yipeng and Pu Rong walking over from another direction.
"Director Lin, Brother Pu, it's been a long time."
Xiao He immediately greeted the two people who came over.
Upon seeing Lin Yipeng, Iman'er's expression subtly changed, but she ultimately said nothing, simply smiling and nodding to them: "Hello, Director Lin, hello, Xiao Pu."
Since everyone knew each other, Xiao He didn't introduce them much. After chatting with everyone for a while, he turned around to greet the others.
Only Lin Yipeng and Pu Rong remained in the same spot.
However, when Lin Yipeng looked at Yiman'er, the smile on his face was faint, and there was even a hint of displeasure.
Iman gave a wry smile and apologized to Lin Yipeng: "I'm sorry, Director Lin, we really didn't know about the script before."
"It's okay. I'll say it again: I won't just take out the script for 'The Thieves 2' casually. Even if I rewrite a completely new script, I won't let anyone else play the role that's most important to me."
Lin Yipeng nodded slightly, "Please don't mind, Teacher Yi."
Lin Yipeng then turned and left, leaving Iman'er with an embarrassed expression.
Only Pu Rong was still somewhat confused, and he jogged to catch up with Lin Yipeng: "Director Lin, from what you were saying just now, is a sequel coming out? When was that?"
"It's okay, you must have misheard."
Lin Yipeng shook his head, remained silent for a moment, and then said to Pu Rong, "I have a new script, not 'The Thief Catcher 2.' Are you still interested?"
"Of course, I can adjust my schedule at any time, no problem."
Pu Rong nodded, then seemed to remember something and asked Lin Yipeng, "But Director Lin, what about Xiao He..."
“I’ve already checked his schedule, and there’s basically no chance this year.” Lin Yipeng shrugged helplessly, but then a sly smile appeared on his face. “However, his spirit will stay with us.”
Pu Rong: "Huh?"
Achoo—Achoo—
Xiao He, who was talking to someone, sneezed violently several times.
He rubbed his nose and looked around suspiciously.
That shouldn't be the case. With his current recovery ability, how could he still catch a cold?
Xiao's mother immediately frowned: "Look at your clothes! You must have caught a chill! You haven't even gone on stage yet, and you're already wearing a coat!"
Although it wasn't snowing here, the weather was still quite cold, and many people were even wearing down jackets. Only Xiao He was dressed lightly and casually, showing no awareness of keeping warm.
When Xiao He heard his mother say that, he subconsciously shrank his neck and said, "No, Mom, I'm really not cold."
However, there is a kind of coldness called "Mom thinks you're cold."
Before Xiao's mother could finish speaking, Xiao He quickly gave Xiao Chen a meaningful look: "Mom, you and Dad go to the scene first. It will definitely be very busy here in a while, and I won't be able to take care of you. I'll let Xiao Chen go with you."
"No need, no need, we can go by ourselves."
Xiao's mother immediately stopped nagging, afraid of affecting Xiao He's work, and quickly turned around and pulled Xiao's father to leave.
Xiao He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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Meanwhile, a luxurious black Rolls-Royce was successfully blocked on the road.
The woman in the back seat glanced down at the time on her wrist, her expression displeased: "How much longer?"
The driver in front, sweat beading on his forehead, turned back helplessly to explain, "Mr. Yu, this place is completely blocked. I'm afraid we won't be able to move anytime soon."
A hint of hesitation appeared on the woman's usually aloof face. Finally, she opened the car door and got out.
“I walked over.”
The driver leaned out of the car window worriedly: "Mr. Yu, you're all alone..."
"fine."
Yu Wan readily took off her high heels and slammed them against the curb a few times, instantly turning those heeled high heels into flat shoes without heels.
Then she put her shoes back on and walked lightly forward, leaving the driver dumbfounded.
—She's serious about being a fan!
On the other side, the audience had already entered the venue one after another, and the sky gradually darkened.
The central stage was brightly lit, surrounded by a vast sea of people, and melodious piano music lingered in the room.
"here."
Zhou Bowen, who had found a seat first, immediately waved to the people behind him.
"I've already asked them to change our seats, so we can sit next to each other."
Zhou Bowen grinned at Lin Zhuwan.
"Thank you, my darling!"
Xi Han, who came with them, looked left and right, and finally quietly opened her camera, ready to record the wonderful moment.
Soon, as the piano music faded into its final notes, the host walked onto the stage.
The scene immediately erupted in excitement.
As the host introduced them, the young man they had been waiting for finally walked in, stepping into the light.
Xiao He held up the microphone, looking at the scattered support lights below the stage, and his signature gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Hello everyone, I am actor Xiao He!"
The next moment, he was met with thunderous cheers from the audience.
