Three Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Sow Dissension

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Capital, No.1 Bund Source.

This is a high-end club of famous people, which was mainly built more than a hundred years ago. It was the most powerful consulate general in the capital of the Japanese emperor. It is famous for its Renaissance architectural style.

The reception of the Metropolitan International Film Festival was held here. There are spacious lawn gardens and luxurious banquet halls here. Men and women in the upper class like the quiet and elegant style here, and they also like to conduct various transactions here.

When 'god' issued a mission, the reward worth hundreds of millions of soft sister coins was enough for Zhou Qingfeng to go all out for it. When he walked slowly into the reception with a neat suit, he immediately became the object of everyone's attention.

Men hide jealousy in their admiration, while others are full of anticipation in their admiration. There is nothing new in Vanity Fair, and everyone is always ready to exchange chips with others. The only trouble is that Zhou Qingfeng doesn't seem to have any bargaining chips in his hand.

Lu Wen, as Zhou Qingfeng's, also stepped into the venue. She specially wore a white low-length dress, and the intricate details made this dress gorgeous. When she appeared in front of everyone holding Zhou Qingfeng's hand, she immediately received all kinds of envious and jealous looks.

As a TV news host, Lu Wen doesn't get as much attention as an entertainment star. But now seeing dozens or even hundreds of celebrities staring at her, she couldn't help feeling a light pleasure in her heart, and she couldn't help but tighten Zhou Qingfeng's hand.

In the entertainment industry, Zhou Qingfeng is considered a fledgling rookie, if he doesn't want to be swallowed up to the bone, he'd better have a leader. Lu Wen, the host of Capital Satellite TV, gave him a good impression, and the other party's role was relatively detached, so he should be able to provide a lot of useful information.

While greeting the people at the reception, Zhou Qingfeng whispered to Lu Wen various questions about the entertainment industry and film festivals. He came to the reception just to get a practical idea of ​​what trouble he was going to get into in winning the best actor?

"How many nominations are there for Best Actor at the film festival?"

"Originally there were four, but after you appeared, the organizing committee quickly added you. So now there are five."

"What are my chances of winning?"

"Why? Are you very concerned about this award?"

"Since I came here and got nominated again, I feel sorry for SI if I don't win an award."

Lu Wen was very surprised by Zhou Qingfeng's speed, "I thought your goal should be an international award like the Oscar, or the International Film Festival. To be honest, the influence is still a bit small. But since the organizing committee If you are included in the nomination, your chances of winning the award are still very high."

Zhou Qingfeng said in his heart: I don't want chance, I want certainty. It's just that these words can't be said casually, so he asked instead: "How do the awards at the Metropolitan Film Festival come about?"

"There will be a jury consisting of hundreds or even thousands of people, and the judges will be veterans of the film industry. Some will give their ranks, but most will be lower."

The number of hundreds or even thousands of people cut off Zhou Qingfeng's lure to directly handle the judges. He asked again: "Talk to me about the other four nominees for Best Actor, especially those who are the favorites for the award."

Since you can't handle the judges, you can handle other opponents. If it weren't for the selection of awards based on acting skills, seniority, and connections, and dead people often have the same score, otherwise it would be the easiest for Zhou Qingfeng to kill all his opponents.

"Before you, the other four people are equally powerful. If you want to say that the most popular is Park Dazhong, who has just been admitted to the doctor by you." Lu Wen was about to explain in detail, when she suddenly burst into laughter and cut off her words.

Someone laughed and approached Zhou Qingfeng, and said spontaneously: "Big star, do you mind if I introduce an old senior to you? This is Miao Lao, the older generation of our family in the 1950s and 1960s." film artist."

The person who took the initiative to come here was of course a great literary director who had caused trouble for Zhou Qingfeng. This person's surname was Wan, and his name was Wan Caidan. Beside him was a white-haired old man,

Leaning on crutches, looking hale and hearty, looking at his age must be over eighty, smiling at Zhou Qingfeng with a pleasant smile.

Director Wan intentionally did not introduce Mr. Miao in detail. Instead, he began to introduce Zhou Qingfeng, "Miao Lao, this is the young actor you have been wanting to meet but can't meet. The names of the roles he played have become his stage names. Everyone now Call him Victor.

However, this young man was a little reckless. Today, when he participated in the film festival for the first time, he got into a dispute with a Korean star who came from afar, and even sent him to the doctor. Now Koreans have gone to the consulate to find trouble.

But this young man is still a good seed, and some mistakes can be forgiven. This is because our older brothers have not raised well, so we must support and help him in the future. In particular, you should exercise restraint in communicating with your friends. "

As soon as Zhou Qingfeng said this, he was very unhappy. The responsibility is all mine. Can you, a fan of the flames, stand aside?

But Lu Wen held Zhou Qingfeng's hand, and she could tell from the posture that this was the trick of Director Wan secretly. The other party just wanted to make Zhou Qingfeng angry and offend Mr. Miao.

Who is Mr. Miao? This old man is in his eighties and almost nineties, and he is the only remaining artist of the older generation in the Chinese film industry. This is not the same as today's celebrities, who are serious "people's artists", recognized by the government, and those who receive family allowances, their status depends on where they are.

Almost all those who engage in movies can be said to be his disciples and grandchildren, and seniority crushes everything. Mr. Miao is very fond of supporting young people. This must be because he heard that Zhou Qingfeng is a middle-aged man and a successful actor among the new generation of film actors. He came here to meet him and get a few words of encouragement from him. Those are from the older generation. love.

Mr. Miao is also the chairman of the judging committee of this year's film festival. In a middle-aged society that respects the elderly and loves the young, if he offends this old man, he will basically bid farewell to the film industry, let alone the best actor.

That's why Lu Wen was so anxious, she tugged Zhou Qingfeng's arm secretly, just wanting to remind him not to be impulsive, it's okay to hate people with the surname Wan, but you can't show any disrespect to Mr. Miao.

And when Wan Caidan, who was full of bad things, finished speaking, Mr. Miao also smiled and said: "Your name is Victor, right? This stage name is a bit SI. What happened today, go and apologize to the Koreans. Young people are a little impulsive It doesn't matter, you can't be too messy in the future, let alone send someone to the doctor."

Old Miao was old enough to be Zhou Qingfeng's grandfather, so Zhou Qingfeng could only nod his head in agreement with what he said as an elder. But Zhou Qingfeng didn't do it, he didn't play cards according to common sense, he immediately said in denial: "Old Miao, I don't quite agree with what you said."

I'm really afraid of something!

When Lu Wen heard that Zhou Qingfeng dared to contradict her, her heart beat faster in fright, and she yanked Zhou Qingfeng's arm with all her strength, wishing he could slap him awake.

Wan Caidan was ecstatic in his heart, and thought to himself: You bastard, you are really young and ignorant, can you disobey anyone? You have to obey the old Miao in front of you! You dare to talk nonsense now, I will tell you to walk around without eating! "(.)

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