It's reasonable for me to be versatile as a variety show guy, right?

Chapter 455: Mr. Guo's Birthday Banquet All members of the literary and entertainment circles gather!
"Haha, Elder Zuo is here too."

"Miss Zuo, long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Hey! Minan, I missed your teacher apprenticeship last time when I was abroad. It's really a pity."

"..."

A group of gray-haired old men gathered around one after another, either respectful, surprised, or slightly condescending.

Among these people, some Wang Hao felt familiar, but he didn't know most of them, and the few familiar ones had only been seen in a certain corner of Weibo or in a certain literary report.

Seeing Zuo Min'an interacting with these people, he quietly waited aside, but his eyes were already wandering in the courtyard.

Then...he saw several pieces of stinky shit!

Zhao Qin, Yang Chuntao, Zhou Liangyin, Cheng Zhongqing, Zhan Zhuangping...

These people are all the scum who made things difficult for him and Zuo Min'an at the apprentice banquet last time!

Although they all ran away in desperation at that time, the small actions behind their backs never stopped. Many bad comments about him on the Internet were contributed by these people.

After all, it is in the literary circle, and some of the stinking comments are simply "beautiful".

And it's worth mentioning that Wang Hao once heard from Fang Chao that Zhao Qin gathered a group of people in the Yinliang troupe, as if he had set up some kind of "Wang Hao's backing black fan group" and deliberately made some black material to make people disgusting. .

Wang Hao still understands the reason why people are popular, so he didn't pay attention to these stinky rats.

Another reason is that he really can't spare his hands, otherwise these people will be cleaned up by him sooner or later!

Seemingly noticing Wang Hao's cold gaze, Zhao Qin curled his lips and smiled coldly at him.

After being humiliated by Wang Hao with a masterpiece "Farewell My Concubine" last time, he returned to the troupe and started to study with great concentration, hoping to create a masterpiece of opera even better than him.

however……

Several months have passed, and although the opera he wrote has been well received by many opera lovers, it is still far away from "Farewell My Concubine"!

In desperation, he set his goal on the establishment of black fans.

Perhaps because of the "time, place, and harmony", his black fan group has been supported by many people since its establishment. Now the group has more than 500 million members, and it has a tendency to become a "big organization".

What's more interesting is that this number is still increasing rapidly, and Zhao Qin even wonders if he has been favored by the heavens, and his mission in this world is to come to "Black Wang Hao"?

Just as I was thinking, I heard a loud voice coming from the scene,

"This is Mr. Zuo's new apprentice, right? He's a good-looking talent, and his figure looks like a singer."

Everyone looked sideways, and saw a tall and strong man cheerfully approaching from the corner, and walked straight in front of Wang Hao in a daze.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Three consecutive slaps landed heavily on Wang Hao's shoulders, and many people around him frowned wildly.

Feeling the numbness on his shoulders, Wang Hao raised his mouth slightly, shook the dust on his shoulders lightly, turned his head to look at Zuo Min'an, "Master, who is this?"

Zuo Min'an didn't change his face, and said with a light smile: "Xu Hu, the Wudan singer, Lian Jiazi."

uh-huh?

For a while, Wang Hao was a little uncertain whether this person was his own or just looking for trouble.

The three slaps just now were not light. If ordinary people were slapped so many times, their complexion would have changed a few times on the spot.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the other party laughing and said: "Boy, you have a good physique, come to me when you have time, and I will teach you how to sing Wudan."

Well, it's my own!

After hearing this sentence, Wang Hao made a judgment instantly.

It seems that the other party is just a cheerful and informal type, not from the villain camp.

Thinking about it, Wang Hao clasped his fists and said, "Okay, then I have time to bother Master Xu."

Everyone was chatting together when they heard a shout from the door: "Everyone, Mr. Guo invites everyone to go to the back garden, where he is waiting for you."

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and started to leave one after another.

This Yuanwai mansion is divided into two specifications: the front yard and the back yard.

The front is a courtyard, used for reception and visit, while the back is the beautiful garden, which is also the residence of the owner.

Wang Hao supported Zuo Min'an to go out, and had a brief exchange in a low voice.

"This Xu Hu's reputation in the opera circle is not particularly good. Many people don't like him because of his character, so you have to keep a proper distance from him."

Hearing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but laugh.

That is to say, he has a strong physique, otherwise, based on the three slaps just now, he would definitely be a little ugly.

With so many people watching at the scene, this embarrassment can be thrown in front of outsiders!
He looked back subconsciously, and saw Xu Hu walking alone, no one around him dared to approach him, as if he was afraid that he would slap him suddenly.

At this time, Fang Chao on the side suddenly said: "Zhao Qin was slapped at the meeting last year, and his arm was directly dislocated."

"what!"

Wang Hao laughed immediately, and muttered in a low voice: "That's right, this is definitely a pure friendly army."

...

A group of people soon came to the backyard.

If you take a closer look, you can see that there are many flowers in the courtyard.

Wang Hao couldn't help wondering, "Huh? Why are there still flowers in this winter?"

Fang Chao seems to have been here before, and he replied very skillfully: "Because there is a hot spring outlet under the courtyard, the ground is low and the temperature is high, so the growth habits of the vegetation have been changed."

"oh, I see!"

Wang Hao nodded silently, and continued to look around.

But looking at it this way, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity!
I saw a pavilion in the middle of the garden, on which was hung a plaque that said "Liu Shang Pavilion".

And around the pavilion, there is a canal trickling water, meandering and circling, the surrounding flowers are full of flowers, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the surroundings, which looks quite interesting.

And beside the running water, there are even futons!
"Good guy, the water is flowing!?"

Wang Hao's eyes widened immediately.

Qushui Liushang was originally a ritual used by the ancients to get rid of fierce diseases, and was gradually used by literati as a pastime for entertainment.

Everyone sat on both sides of the canal, placed wine glasses upstream, and then waited for the wine glasses to go down the river, and whoever stopped in front of them would take it down and drink it. After drinking, they would start to recite poems.

There are games like this in this world, but what really made this literati game enter the public eye is because...

Preface to Lanting Collection!

People around kept approaching, Wang Hao glanced back, and saw that the group of people in the entertainment industry were also looking behind him.

Compared with the literary circle, the classification of the entertainment circle is much clearer.

There are four people walking in the front. These people are the real capitalists of domestic entertainment, that is, the helmsmen of the four super first-line media companies.

Light Media, Xu Baoshan!

Huayi Media, Hua Tianbai!

Tianxing Media, Chengyu!
Penguin Media, Xing Huiteng!

The appearance of these four people did not meet Wang Hao's expectations. After all, Mr. Guo, as the last helm of Radio and Television, even if he stepped down, the energy in his hands is not weak.

For some unnecessary troubles, they have to get there, even if they come and stand for a few minutes before leaving.

As for the future, the helm of those first-line media companies can be seen.

Interestingly, Wang Hao even saw Yang Mi, Huang Lei, Sun Honglei and others standing in the middle of the crowd. Obviously, they all have the qualifications to stand here.

As for those at the helm of the second and third tiers, sorry, they are not even qualified to appear in this garden.

At the end of the line, there were mostly heads of various departments in suits with serious faces. Most of them just came to join in the fun and left after giving the gifts.

at the same time……

Just as Wang Hao was carefully sizing up the people who arrived at the scene, in the center of the Liushang Pavilion, Old Guo's voice suddenly sounded.

"Haha, there are so many people today, thank you very much for coming to my birthday banquet!"

Wang Hao turned his head to look.

I saw that Mr. Guo was wearing a Tang suit today, his gray hair was combed meticulously, and he looked very energetic.

Although he is already 70 years old, from the looks of his face, even those 60-year-olds are a bit younger.

In the Liushang Pavilion, besides him, there are a man and a woman accompanying him.

One of them is none other than Mr. Guo's eldest granddaughter——Guo Xiaoxue!

Perhaps in order to cater to the atmosphere of the scene, she deliberately wore a Hanfu, her jet-black hair was tied up behind her head with a hosta, and she looked like a lady.

Wang Hao's eyes lit up unconsciously.

Today's Guo Xiaoxue is completely different from usual, she is like two different people, that kind of faint arrogance and coquettishness that Wang Hao never sees in normal times.

It was only at this time that he realized that with the strength of the Guo family, no matter what platform Guo Xiaoxue went to, he would probably be able to become a "dragon and phoenix among people" in a very short period of time.

Although the time when I was Wang Hao's assistant was short, looking at it now, it seems like a fairy descended to the mortal world to experience the hardships of life.

And at this moment, Wang Hao also suddenly understood why when he arranged for Guo Xiaoxue to be the manager of the charity fund, she would get strong support from her family.

Perhaps from the perspective of the Guo family, this kind of "charity fund" work is just the best choice for Guo Xiaoxue's identity.

"This should be called a coincidence, right?"

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows, and his mind suddenly became active.

He suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of anticipation. Under Guo Xiaoxue's leadership, what kind of state will this charity fund develop into?
While he was deep in thought, suddenly, Old Guo's voice came again.

"Everyone, take a look, is this scene familiar?"

Guo Lao pointed to the trickling water in front of him, the futon on the ground, and the Liushang Pavilion where he was standing, and happily introduced to everyone,

"A few days ago, I read the famous calligraphy work "Lanting Collection Preface" written by a junior, and I suddenly felt something, so I designed such a small game,"

"Let's take advantage of the full staff today, let's also play with this Qushui Liushang. If you are confident, you can find a futon to sit down at will,"

"The rules of the game are very simple. I will put a wine glass on the upstream of the water. If the wine glass stops in front of someone, whoever has to produce a work, which can be calligraphy, poetry, couplets, paintings, or any talent. Show it."

"Of course, if you don't have any talents, you can also find someone to help out on the spot."

After all, it's just a fun game, and it's not a mandatory requirement.

As soon as the words were finished, Mr. Guo gently raised his hand, and suddenly the sounds of strings, zithers, and clarinets sounded in the garden.

Then, many literati at the scene looked at each other, eager to try.

This kind of game of Qushui Liushang is just suitable for literati like them. If they can shine on the scene today, maybe their status in the literary circle will be improved in the future.

At the same time, there was a commotion among the entertainment group behind him.

Wang Hao looked back, only to see several young girls approached and sat down in a seat slightly behind.

It is worth mentioning that this occasion can bring "family members" to visit.

As a result, the bosses of many media companies brought over their upcoming artists, hoping that they (they) could shine and make money for themselves.

However, there is only one quota for each person to bring "family members".

This makes many people feel a little regretful.

If they can carry unlimited amount, they even have the idea of ​​bringing all the artists of the company to "long experience".

……

After a while, the futon was full of people.

In the Liushang Pavilion, Guo Xiaoxue picked up the wine jug placed in the bamboo basket. While filling the jug, she scanned the scene from the corner of her eye.

When she saw the figure that was particularly dazzling in the crowd, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, and a gleam of joy appeared in her heart.

How can there be a girl who is not pregnant?
The sweetheart was right in front of her eyes, no matter how much Guo Xiaoxue pretended to be calm, her heart still trembled uncontrollably.

then……

"Sister, the wine has spilled!"

"Oh ah!"

Seeing the wine dripping out of the bamboo basket, Guo Xiaoxue lowered her head in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "It's just spilled, what's it called? Next time you pour it."

"..."

The boy who was in charge of supporting the bamboo basket was stunned, rolled his eyes imperceptibly, and muttered, "Isn't that why you were distracted?"

The conversation between the two did not attract Mr. Guo's attention.

At this moment, all his attention was on the Qushui Liucup in front of him, and the smile on his face became brighter as he looked at the futon that was about to be filled.

After living for 70 years, he also wants to play willfully today.

They are all old bones, who knows when they will burp their farts, and if they don't enjoy life, they will be completely gone. After all, we don't know if there will be a next life.

And his current state just confirms the saying "life must be full of joy".

Just as he was thinking, Mr. Guo's eyes suddenly fell on a figure on the bank of Qushui, and his eyes lit up immediately.

"Boy Hao, why are you standing there stupidly? Sit down quickly!"

This yell immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience, and many people subconsciously focused their attention on the figure at the front of the stream.

Immediately afterwards, many people changed their expressions.

Among the crowd, Xing Huiteng glanced sideways at the girl beside him, and asked curiously, "Is he Wang Hao? The boy who wrote the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" on the stage?"

"Well, yes, that's him," Xing Feiyue nodded slightly.

The two didn't deliberately lower their conversation, so the other big shots around could hear it clearly.

Xu Baoshan frowned slightly, subconsciously turned his head to look at Xu Yaoxing who was standing beside him.

I saw that my silly son was frowning at this moment, his face was full of anger, and there was an uncontrollable rage in his eyes.

"Quit arrogance! Quit arrogance! Quit anger!"

Xu Baoshan gave a low drink, somewhat hating iron for being weak.

He couldn't figure out why he, a fierce tiger who dominates domestic entertainment, would give birth to such a "dog".

They are all of the same age, why can Wang Hao start Haohuan Media, and then make movies, engage in variety shows, and write scripts, while Xu Yaoxing can only be a fool who can't afford it?

"Humph!"

After a cold snort, Xu Yaoxing turned around and left the scene.

He can still carry how many catties and taels he has. This kind of scene requires real skills to be there. If he goes up there, he will definitely lose his face.

"Ugh!"

Looking at the back figure that was leaving in a hurry, Xu Baoshan shook his head helplessly, his eyes gradually became resolute.

Internal entertainment is not as calm as shown in the camera lens. Even though it is a super first-line media company, there is still a risk of the building falling down.

Although he is in his prime now, who knows if there will be accidents in the future? !
Preparing for a rainy day is the state of mind that a helmsman should have!
"If it doesn't work, just help another one up."

Xu Baoshan thought secretly in his heart, after all he was not the only son like Xu Yaoxing, at worst he would think of a way to help a "successor".

It is not an exaggeration to say that he has at least one company of illegitimate children scattered all over the country!

Xu Baoshan was secretly thinking about his "successor" plan, but on the banks of the Qushui River, facing Mr. Guo's invitation, Wang Hao waved his hand a little embarrassedly,

"I'm not going to go up, I'm not very talented, I'm really afraid of being ashamed."

Hearing this, many people at the scene changed their faces.

Good guy!
Talented and educated?

How did that word come out of your mouth?

Don't you feel blush when you say this?

There are many people who know Wang Hao at the scene, so everyone knows his "undefeated record".

Especially those who participated in the teacher apprentice banquet last time, after hearing Wang Hao's words at this moment, they suddenly felt that the futon under their buttocks was a little scratchy.

Wang Hao said that he had little talent and learning, so could it be that their talents and learning are very strong?
Some people were subconsciously preparing to get up, but at this moment, Mr. Guo shouted: "Stop pretending, sit down for me, you are different from everyone else today."

Ok?
Everyone cast curious eyes.

Different?
Why is it different?

Is it...

Many people's eyes began to wander between Wang Hao and Guo Xiaoxue.

Everyone is well-informed, so they naturally know that the relationship between these two people is not shallow. After all, from personal assistants to fund management, it is impossible for outsiders with ordinary relationships to get these two "jobs".

"Why is it different?"

Wang Hao didn't refuse, he found a futon to sit down, and asked curiously.

To be honest, he was also quite curious about the difference between himself and others.

Did the old man find out what happened between me and his granddaughter?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Guo Lao's voice coming from the Liushang Pavilion, "Others can express whatever they want, but today I have to come up with your topic myself. I want to see what's going on in your little guy's belly." How much is left in stock!"

"How? Dare you accept this challenge?"

Hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly laughed.

He could tell that the old man really liked playing this "game".

That being the case, as a junior, he naturally had to do his best to be satisfied.

Silently finishing on the futon, Wang Hao raised his head to look at Liushang Pavilion, raised his eyebrows lightly, and replied with a smile: "Why don't you dare?"

ps: Manually save your life with the dog's head.

(End of this chapter)