Xiaopujie [entertainment circle]

Xiao Lu staggered the link before the screening.

She wasn't used to such scenes, so she just wanted to wait until the movie started and then sneak in quietly.

Unexpectedly, when she was hesitating, Xu Qiang just went upstairs and saw Xiao Lu who was leaning against the corridor.

"Why don't you go there?"

Xu Qiang had just touched up her makeup, and her whole body was radiant.

"I'll go again later."

Xiao Lu was wearing a short white dress, dignified and playful, suitable for the occasion and her age.

Xu Qiang's eyes fell on her and turned gently.

"you look pretty today."

Her eyes were hot, entangled with Xiao Lu's sight, engulfing her bit by bit.

"You are more beautiful," Xiao Lu felt that Xu Qiang's eyes were a little dangerous, but also a little irritating, "Aren't you going back?"

Xu Qiang nodded, and looked at her reluctantly.

"I'm leaving now."

As she walked down the stairs, Xiao Lu could still feel her eyes occasionally falling on her, lingering with the embers in the air.

Xiao Lu waited for a while, and the downstairs gradually became quiet, and she guessed that the time was almost up.

She was just in time for the opening scene of The Golden Rose.

The usually empty living room was full of people at the moment, there were about dozens of guests, Xiao Lu didn't disturb others, just stood in the corner, quietly admiring Xu Qiang's new work.

Xiao Lu didn't know how to describe her movie, it was different from Xu Qiang's previous ones.

It has always been a recognized fact that Xu Qiang is beautiful.

But in "Golden Rose", her beauty is no longer like ordinary people. In the picture full of metaphors, she seems to be like a swan, full of primitive power and beauty.

Xiao Lu had to bite her lip so hard that she would not cry out in surprise.

She has always been confident in her own appreciation, and if something touches her from the heart, it must have its artistic uniqueness.

Xiao Lu even felt that to regard "Golden Rose" as an ordinary experimental film was to underestimate it.

In the movie, Xu Qiang is enthusiastic and bold, but always looks directly at the camera with eyes full of alienation, which makes Xiao Lu's scalp tingle.

Just like when Xu Qiang glanced at her upstairs, the two of them hadn't even touched their fingertips, and their gaze was so hot that it melted everything.

Xiao Lu couldn't regain her senses for a long time, her most sensitive emotions were caught off guard by Xu Qiang's seduction, and then pulled wantonly, she felt her heart gradually became hot.

No one spoke in the living room, only the ending song was gradually coming to an end.

The lights were turned on, and after Wen Li's short speech, soft music played, and the living room once again entered the changing of cups and glasses, but the topic had quietly changed.

Everyone was talking about The Golden Rose.

Xiao Lu knew that the purpose of such screenings was mostly to sell the film.

She even saw several familiar faces, all well-known art collectors, who used to be frequent visitors to her painting auctions.

Thanks to the "Financial Daily", she also recognized many investors, as well as film producers who often come and go to the receptions of various magazines.

Xu Qiang's network has turned the impossible into a possibility, bringing together such a family of people who can't be reached at all.

Xiao Lu was amazed in her heart, she had finished watching the movie, she should have left, but she really wanted to see who would get "Golden Rose".

She didn't want to chat with anyone, especially after seeing those collectors, Xiao Lu just wanted to shrink in the corner and wait and see what happened.

They don't necessarily remember her name, but they undoubtedly remember her face.

Xiao Lu didn't want to overwhelm the host on such an occasion.

While she was looking at the people in the room from the corner of her eye, suddenly, someone spoke loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Miss Wen, what do you think of the market prospect of "Golden Rose"? Is it too experimental?"

The man was a middle-aged man with a big belly, and he probably belonged to a film studio based on his clothes.

"If our Zhihua Films bought this film, and its market performance is not good in the later stage, what should we do?"

Before Wen Li could answer, he glanced at Xu Qiang and said maliciously:

"Miss Xu is really famous, we have to be cautious."

Xu Qiang saw that he was suddenly targeting her, she showed a polite smile, and said:

"Thank you for coming to the screening today. What you said is very true. The quality of a film is tested by the market. It is not up to you and me alone. Let's give "Golden Rose" some time."

Her rebuttals were mild and courteous, and tactfully unmistakable.

Xiao Lu heard it clearly, the corner of her mouth curled up, Xu Qiang's words were really hidden, this buddy from Zhihua Films may not be able to please him.

Most of the people around had kind and teasing smiles on their faces, and one person even said on the spot:

"Miss Xu's works have always had a good reputation. In fact, Xianyu Media is also interested in this film, but we have a high degree of marketization and have never tried this type of film..."

Several film studios expressed their agreement with his statement. Seeing that they were all hesitant, Wen Li said:

"Actually, in terms of aesthetics and shooting techniques, we still meet the expectations of the audience. What do you think?"

Xiao Lu listened with great interest to them continuing to chat about these things. Looking at the trend, she had already concluded that "Golden Rose" would definitely be sold, but it just depends on who it sells to and what will happen in the later stage.

After Wen Li said this, most of the people indeed nodded in agreement.

The few collectors who had been watching, finally spoke.

"We think "Golden Rose" is very good, and it is enough as a stepping stone for you to enter the art world."

There was arrogance in their bones when they opened their mouths, and Xiao Lu felt uncomfortable even after a distance of more than ten meters.

Then they brought up another matter.

"However, if we accept "Golden Rose", it will not be possible to meet the audience in the next ten years of touring exhibitions."

The collector nodded and looked at Wen Li.

"It needs time to settle, lest what we see today is just superficial, Miss Wen, what do you think?"

Xiao Lu was secretly taken aback, the familiar lines, she took a closer look, she was indeed an old acquaintance.

Here comes the price cut.

Xu Qiang and the others probably have never dealt with this group of people.

She once suffered a lot from this collector surnamed Chen. He specially cheated artists who had just entered the industry, bought works at low prices, and resold them after a while. As for the time to settle the nonsense, Ten years of deception.

Xiao Lu saw the hesitant look in Wen Li's eyes, Xu Qiang was exchanging glances with Wen Li, and their eyes were puzzled.

Xiao Lu put down her wine glass, not knowing whether she should speak or not.

She didn't want to be recognized by the collectors present, and she didn't want Xu Qiang to repeat the same mistakes.

Helpless, actions are faster than thoughts, and when Xiao Lu reacted, she was already standing beside Xu Qiang, and said to the collector:

"Mr. Chen, waiting ten years for a tour exhibition is too much for the audience, isn't it?"