"It's such a big deal?" When Tsui Hark arrived, he was also surprised by the scene in front of him, but he was very calm and walked with Shi Nansheng's hand. He didn't wear a suit, just a shirt, and Shi Nansheng didn't dress up either, but the two of them were at most wearing casual clothes, not too rustic. They hurriedly passed the red carpet, entered the art center, and came to the Shouchen Theater. "Look, there are audiences upstairs!" Shi Nansheng pointed up, and Tsui Hark took a quick look. Although the sparrow is small, it has everything that an award ceremony should have. After a while, the leading actors of "Ghosts and Brains" Lin Zixiang, Teddy Robin, and Mai Jia all came, and naturally sat together with Tsui Hark. They looked at each other, with strange faces. None of them wore formal clothes, all of them were in casual clothes. Either jeans and T-shirts, or casual pants and casual shoes, but at least they were decent. "I should have worn a suit earlier." "Yeah, who knew it would be such a big event!" "Film Biweekly is quite sharp. It's done like this for the first session. It feels very professional."
A few people chatted and observed the guests who came in later. If someone was dressed inappropriately, they would laugh at him and watch the fun. ………… "What are you doing? Wearing sandals to the award ceremony!" "Do you have any respect?" It's the same inside and outside. The reporters wanted to take pictures of the stars in their beautiful clothes, but they didn't. They all wore plain clothes and home clothes. Although they were not sloppy, they didn't look good. "I thought it was a wild award, and it was a show of respect to have celebrities attend. Now I find out that it is the celebrities who are wild. Don't they watch award ceremonies in Europe and America? Wearing suits and dresses is the minimum respect, it's too unprofessional!" "You can change your mindset. Instead of competing in beautiful clothes, you can also compete in who is ugly, and you can also make a news article!" "Huh?" Everyone's eyes lit up, this is good! Stars arrived one after another, and reporters continued to take pictures. In the plain and mixed, there were occasional bright colors. For example, Zhong Chuhong before, and Hui Yinghong later. Hui Yinghong wore a white dress, high heels, and permed her hair, which made her look very presentable. And Zhou Runfa, he at least wore a suit. "Fat! Look here, look here!" Zhou Runfa waved his hand calmly and strode across the red carpet. He has been dug up by later generations, so I won't go into details. ... At the same time, a white van was heading towards the art center. Sammo Hung was sitting in the passenger seat, and behind him sat the six brothers from "Ghost Fighting Ghost": Chung Fat, Chen Long, Huang Xia, Wu Ma, Lam Ching Ying, and Tai Bao.
"Ha!" Sammo Hung yawned. He had drunk a lot last night and had not recovered yet. He said, "Why haven't we arrived yet? Is the Art Center so far away?" "It seems that there is a traffic control ahead!" "Is there a traffic jam?" As he was talking, the police came again and knocked on the window. Sammo Hung recognized them, but also asked, "Are you participating in the event?" "Yes!" "It's a bit congested, drive slowly ahead." Hmm? Sammo Hung felt something was wrong, and stretched his neck to look. He saw that the taillights of the cars were connected, the police were guiding them, and there were pedestrians running forward on both sides, looking excited. As the van slowly moved forward, the building of the Art Center came into view. He didn't know what happened, but he felt that the place was already crowded and bustling. Just then, two girls who looked like students ran by hand in hand, shouting: "Is it true that Zhou Runfa is in front?" "I just saw it. Hurry up, hurry up, he will go in soon... He is wearing a suit today, so handsome!" Suit? Before he could react, the van had stopped, and then with a clang, the concierge helped to open the door, and the crackling flash lights were thrown into the car like bombs, blowing the brothers to pieces and bleeding. "Who is it? Who is it? How did you get here in a van?" "Oh my god! Hong Jinbao!" "Take a picture, take a picture, a rare headline!" "Hahaha, shorts!" Shorts? Hong Jinbao subconsciously lowered his head. He was not wearing shorts, but then his face turned black. He was not wearing shorts. He wore a large plaid shirt, unbuttoned, with his chest open, revealing his belly covered by a white vest. He also wore a large black training pants because he was too fat to wear ordinary pants, but training pants were comfortable to wear. If he wanted to wear formal clothes, he would have to order them specially, otherwise they were not available in that size. He wore cloth shoes on his feet, with his white socks pulled up high. This was his standard daily wear. I thought today was just a small-scale gathering in the circle. Who would have thought that there would be such a decent award ceremony in Hong Kong? ! ! ! "..." When he turned around, several brothers were even more miserable. They were all martial artists. How could martial artists dress up normally? The worst was Huang Xia. He was wearing a pair of big shorts, which was extremely embarrassing. "Go! Go quickly!"
"Don't pay attention to them!" Hong Jinbao was still experienced in the underworld. He strode through the red carpet with his fat body. How could the reporters on both sides let him go? The Hong Kong media knew everything about their morals. They watched and laughed, and were sarcastic. Huang Xia covered his face and lowered his head, jogging all the way. As a result, he ran too fast and bumped into Hong Jinbao's back. He was bounced back and almost fell to the ground and rolled a few times. Fortunately, Lin Zhengying helped him up. After passing the red carpet, several people ignored him and went upstairs directly. The concierge shouted: "Mr. Hong Jinbao! Sir! Sign this way!" "Hahaha!" The reporters were amused again. The title for tomorrow has been chosen: "The Hong Kong Film Awards Red Carpet is in turmoil. Hong Jinbao's meat dragon almost crushes shrimps when crossing the river" "Beep beep beep!" At this moment, a horn sounded at the other end. Everyone looked over and saw several cars parked neatly on the roadside. As soon as the car door opened, Fu Qi got out in a neat suit. He stretched out his hand and took another hand out of the car. It was Shi Hui in a classical cheongsam. The two of them were a fairy couple, famous in Hong Kong. They took the lead, followed by Zhang Xinyan and several young actors. The third group was Chen Qi in the middle, holding Qiu Shuzhen's hand on the right, Liu Xuehua on the left, and Liu Dehua and Liang Jiahui on both sides. They had experienced life in Bank of China for a month, specializing in elites, and even walking was a matter of course. This time, when they walked on the red carpet, they were extraordinary and very chic. Qiu Shuzhen also wore a beautiful white dress and low-heeled leather shoes, smiling and making faces at the reporters. When they walked to the middle of the red carpet, Chen Qi raised his hand, and several people stopped and lined up. Seeing that the reporters were a little stunned, Chen Qi stretched out his hands and waved, and the flashes poured down like snowflakes, and then turned to the other side to take pictures, extremely professional. "Who is that person?" "The one from the mainland!" "The one who often curses people in Wenhui Daily? Wow, so brave!" "I recognize Liu Xuehua, those are all newcomers, right?" When they walked over, the reporters were also gossiping and talking about it. The left wing was very low-key. It suddenly rose since last year and had a great momentum to regain its glory. The source was the guy from the mainland. "This is a full-out team, the whole team has been pulled out, and it looks like there will be big moves this year!" (Finished work!)