That was a very long night.

For the first time, Zhou Yiyang felt that being too famous and too successful was not a perfect thing.

He didn't remember how many people sent him sincere smiles, nor how many silly smiles he showed in front of the flashlight.

I drank glasses of wine, listened to countless compliments, and took countless photos.

He should be happy. Those Americans who look down on him, even if they don't like him in their hearts, can only hold their noses and congratulate him now.

Before he was completely drunk, he received many phone calls from across the country.

Guan Fei told him excitedly: "Brother Yang, you are so awesome! The moment you won the award, everyone in our company screamed in surprise! You broke the record!"

As the representative of Moonlight Girl, Su Yin also called Zhou Yiyang:

"Brother Yang, congratulations on winning the prize! Ah ah ah, Tangtang was screaming excitedly. It was so scary. I suspected she was sick! Xuan'er was also very happy and told me to drink less wine! Rui

Rui was so excited that she was about to cry! Really, I won’t lie to you!”

Zhou Yiyang slowly raised the corners of his mouth as he listened to their voices.

Of course he was happy.

Ning Mang also called, and his words were so excited that Zhou Yiyang had to suspect that Ning Mang had drunk too much.

But when Zhou Yiyang hung up the phone, he felt deeply tired.

He suddenly wanted to run out of this place, go to a deserted mountaintop to enjoy the wind, and see the night sky of Los Angeles.

When Zhang Yingyuan noticed Zhou Yiyang's footsteps, he did not say anything to stop him.

"Let him go, everyone is drunk now anyway, no one will care who leaves." Zhang Yingyuan said very sensibly.

"Then should I follow him?" Zhang Yiling tried to ask, her eyes full of concern: "I'm afraid something will happen to him."

He Lianbei nodded: "Then go ahead. You both need to pay attention to safety. The security here is no better than in our country."

The moment he walked out of the theater, the cool wind instantly passed through Zhou Yiyang's coat and penetrated into his bones.

Although it was very cold, Fu Yun immediately woke up.

He shook his shoulders and suddenly found someone standing next to him: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Yiling stood by herself under the street lamp, looking through the dim light into the bottomless night across the street.

"My grandpa asked me to come." Zhang Yiling conjured a bottle of mineral water out of nowhere and said, "Take a sip, it smells like alcohol."

"Does it smell bad?" Zhou Yiyang took another breath, asked and answered: "It does smell bad. Actually, I wasn't so drunk that I passed out. Are you going to take a photo with your favorite movie star? If not,

I can help you."

"No need." Zhang Yiling stamped her feet: "How about we go for a walk?"

"Where to go?" Zhou Yiyang directly agreed to Zhang Yiling's suggestion.

"Let me think about it," Zhang Yiling lowered her head seriously and suddenly laughed: "I think we can just walk around casually without any purpose."

"You're right," Zhou Yiyang nodded solemnly: "Playing with a purpose is very boring. Do you think Oscar is great?"

"It's okay." Zhang Yiling took Zhou Yiyang into a convenience store first, and asked the elderly boss: "Hello, do you know him?"

The boss shook his head and laughed: "He must be a celebrity. This is too common in Los Angeles."

"No, no, no," Zhang Yiling shook her head, and then introduced in a very exaggerated tone: "He just won an Oscar. He is a director and a boss!"

"Then he is really good." The convenience store owner smiled: "Do you need anything?"

After Zhang Yiling selected something, she looked at Zhou Yiyang: "Did you see that even if you win an Oscar, in the eyes of ordinary people, you have not evolved into another creature."

"What you said makes sense," Zhou Yiyang laughed heartily: "I shouldn't have come today."

"Can you skateboard?" Zhang Yiling suddenly asked after seeing a hippie passing them on a skateboard.

"No." Zhou Yiyang shook his head: "There are too many things I don't know."

"I know a little bit," Zhang Yiling said very proudly, "I actually know a lot of things."

"Then you are so awesome." Zhou Yiyang gave her a thumbs up in a very cooperative manner.

"You said, if two people who love each other very much change because of each other's life circumstances, will they drift apart?"

Facing Zhang Yiling's sudden serious question, Zhou Yiyang also fell silent.

After a long time, he gave the answer in his heart: "Yes, I will definitely do it."

"I feel like I already have an idea for my first movie." Zhang Yiling said happily.

"Then I must congratulate you very much," Zhou Yiyang said seriously, "I believe your movie will definitely be a hit."

The two of them walked and walked like this until they reached a small mountain peak.

In fact, the weather tonight is not very good. Looking down from the top of the mountain, Los Angeles is also foggy and not clear at all.

But Zhou Yiyang still thought of a plot in a movie.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Yiling sat on a bench and looked into the distance.

No one would have thought that director Zhou Yiyang, who had just made history and won two Oscars, would be in a daze in the mountains of Los Angeles with an unknown person.

This sounds very much like a story that would be spun by an unscrupulous tabloid.

"I was thinking," Zhou Yiyang asked suddenly, "what would it be like to dance here."

"Are you serious?" Zhang Yiling's eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she heard.

She suspected that Zhou Yiyang was taking pleasure in herself, but she had no conclusive evidence.

"Of course," Zhou Yiyang nodded: "Has anyone done this before?"

"Then what kind of dance should I dance?" Zhang Yiling's answer was very straightforward. She even took off her high heels that were in the way.

"Madam," Zhou Yiyang bowed and extended an invitation hand towards her: "It's up to you to decide."

"Then let's dance in a female group!" Zhang Yiling smiled slyly, and sure enough, she saw an awkward smile flash across Zhou Yiyang's face.

"Really?" Zhou Yiyang hoped she could change her answer.

However, Zhang Yiling insisted on her own idea: "Of course it is true."

So Zhou Yiyang had to join Zhang Yiling in a completely uncoordinated girl group dance on the top of an unknown mountain in Los Angeles.

But they all laughed very happily. This kind of time without the spotlight was still very interesting.
Chapter completed!