After being slag, I became popular in the entertainment industry

In the salty sea breeze, Chen Zhiwen squinted his eyes and tried to search for a while, but he couldn't find the trace of that person.

The sticky and cold sight was fleeting, as if it had never appeared before.

—Who is it?

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

Talked to these celebrities in the Licheng film industry for a while, Chen Zhiwen didn't like the overly explicit eyes of one of the producers looking at him, and thinking about the rather dangerous sight just now, his temples were beating slightly, and the sixth sense seemed to be It was a warning.

He intends to withdraw from this boring conversation.

Chen Zhiwen had seen this look many times before.

It was as if if the environment happened to be late at night, it would directly swallow him deeply.

Finding an excuse, he walked towards the corner and took a sip of the wine glass lightly. The mellow liquid slid down his throat, making him feel extra comfortable.

And at this moment, an old cough sounded behind him.

Chen Zhiwen looked back, and found that it was an old man with an Asian face.

He looks very strong, and he is about 70 years old.

The other party stood in front of Chen Zhiwen lightly with a cane, and said with a smile, "My child, are you not used to coming to such an occasion?"

Chen Zhiwen smiled lightly, and said, "No, I've adapted quite well."

In his previous life, it was not that he had not had such a similar banquet.

He originally thought that the location would be set on the high seas. According to the plot of the original book, the heroine Xu Xiuxiu was warned by the heroine Zhou Silang after receiving the invitation. What big, scale, and big things will happen at this banquet, now everything is normal , maybe he thought too much.

If he was socializing with these high-ranking producers in the film industry, he would not be at a disadvantage, let alone talk about psychological pressure.

The old man was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "I really like your films of "Luoshui" and "Life Like Summer Flowers"... To be honest, you are the most talented Huaguo director I have ever seen."

There was a slight pause in the voice, and the old man hesitated for a moment, as if he was asking for Chen Zhiwen's opinion, "I don't know now... can I still call you the director of Huaguo?"

What the other party was referring to was probably the fact that he was slandered as a gunman and banned by Zhou Silang in Huaguo.

Chen Zhiwen tapped the wine glass lightly, and the night wind blew the corners of the young man's mouth slightly up, looking unbelievably beautiful.

"Of course, I was born in Huaguo, which will always be my homeland, and I will definitely go back after the time is over."

Chen Zhiwen understated the honor he obtained in Licheng, "For me, Licheng is just a transit point."

Hearing Chen Zhiwen's words, the old man paused slightly, a smile appeared on his face, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

As if he was happy for this talented young man, as if he was relieved at last, and as if suddenly, his rough palm kept stroking the frayed edge on the crutch, and after a long time, he finally Open your mouth slowly——

"sorry."

Sighing softly, the old man took a deep sip of the wine, "I've wanted to meet you for a long time and say this to you in person."

"You are the most talented young director I have ever seen. At your age, you should have taken off naturally in the huge market of Huaguo, on your own land."

"Yanjing Film Academy is the best film school in Huaguo. If it is not because of Changyan, this alma mater belongs to you, and it can also escort every student of its own like all excellent schools. During the four years of university, enjoy the treatment of the original proud son of heaven... Those stigma and dirty water do not belong to you in the first place, and will not let you leave such regrets."

This old man in his 70s looked at Chen Zhiwen and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry, Chen Zhiwen."

Chen Zhiwen took a sip of his wine.

When the old man tremblingly came to him, he had already guessed who he was.

——Li Changyan's grandfather... Li Shougen, one of the most famous directors among the third generation of directors in Huaguo, and also the first batch of directors to break into Hollywood.

He also didn't hold up the opponent's hand hypocritically. He knew that this old man's character was quite secure in the circle, and he could be regarded as full of peaches and plums. His grandson did such a bastard thing of slandering and plagiarizing, Even in the end, he gritted his teeth and planned to beat him up regardless of black and white. As long as he is a little bit caring, he will be so angry that he will cover his chest when he hears about such things.

Those injuries really existed. If Chen Zhiwen didn't have the real facts, if the original owner of the cannon fodder wasn't really lucky to take this short self-proving innocence video, if those navy forces directly Controlling marketing accounts one after another... Where will Chen Zhiwen be now?

Li Shougen did want to apologize. The reason for his apology was that he had such a huge network of contacts, but he didn't manage his grandson well. In the life of a talented director, he almost killed a person with terrible public opinion and trumped-up charges.

If it wasn't for Huaguo's insufficient film supervision, Li Changyan would have been sentenced and thrown into prison for such a bad behavior.

Chen Zhiwen nodded, shook the crystal clear wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you, I accept your apology, but I don't have your grandson's."

The little assistant standing next to director Li Shougen's eyes widened slightly after hearing these words.

He didn't make a sound but carefully supported the old man. Such a director in his 70s boarded the boat with only crutches. The sea was rough. If he accidentally fell, it would be very troublesome, and it made people feel uneasy.

However, hearing Chen Zhiwen's words... the little assistant still found it quite inconceivable.

He couldn't even help thinking about it angrily.

——This is the first time that Mr. Li Shougen lowered his posture and apologized to a junior... Are Chen Zhiwen's words being unreasonable and unforgiving?

——Does Chen Zhiwen know that Li Changyan was the one who was officially banned from the circle after he came to Licheng and became active in the film and television industry? He even used a stage name before the public began to forget.

——I have long heard that this person is aggressive, and even wants to be hostile to the supervisory agencies of the entire film and television industry on Huaguo's variety shows, as expected!Not the type to get along with at all!

While supporting Director Li Shougen, the little assistant patted the old man on the back and stared at him fiercely.

As if warning him to be careful.

Director Li Shougen seemed to have anticipated what Chen Zhiwen said, and looked at the graceful young man leaning on the railing in front of him, with a forced smile on his lips.

He said, "I know."

"As a film director who has been around for 50 to [-] years, I know more about the chaos in Huaguo than anyone else... I am sorry for you, child, it is the Li family who is sorry for you..."

The old man said this almost lonely, turned around and asked the assistant to support him, and went back to the room.

"Seeing that you are on the land of Huaguo, if you can come back, even if you want to take revenge on Xuyang and Changyan again... I will be very happy."

"I apologize to you, child, not only because I am Li Changyan's grandfather, but also because..."

The old man raised his head and looked at the darkened sky, there were faint stars breaking free from the shackles of the dark clouds, bringing a bit of quiet beauty.

Director Li Shougen's eyes suddenly felt moist.

He thought about a long time ago, when he and that group of people went to Hollywood to make a living. At that time, foreign countries were more prejudiced against Chinese people. Compared with foreign countries, the skills they learned in China were indeed much behind. Their stuttering English, Naturally, it is easy to be poked in the spine and pointed at.

It never occurred to them that by now, they were far more advanced than before in terms of technology, but such a dirty thing would happen in the film industry in Huaguo.

This is a malformed mapping.

What is contained here is not at all the fertile soil for genius, for people who really love the art of film.

Director Li Shougen sighed deeply——

"It's more because I, the veteran of the Huaguo film industry, have no way to protect a truly talented child under such capital-encumbered chaos, and I can't even stand up and speak out."

"That's what I'm most sorry for, what I regret the most."

Looking at the back of the old man, Chen Zhiwen drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Compared with Li Changyan, who used to be rude and even stubborn when he was about to die on a variety show, he can really hear the old man's apology and helplessness.

Some things, after watching too much, it is easy for people to get used to living in such a dross environment.

It's just that Chen Zhiwen will never become such a person.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, I will return to China, and this day will not be too long."

"I will find a clean sky for filmmakers in Huaguo, so that future directors will no longer have the same regrets as you."

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With Li Shougen's approach and departure, it gave other people from Huaguo's film industry a signal of approachability.

Such an excellent young director has made such a famous name in Licheng, and even won multiple nominations for Oleica. Some people related to capital, because of Zhou Silang, are a little more cautious towards Chen Zhiwen, or bring Contemptuous hearts, but most of the people are a little more curious about Chen Zhiwen.

One after another, they ran to Chen Zhiwen's side and chatted with him, but at the end of the crowd, a handsome and indifferent young man with snow-like eyebrows and eyes fell at the end, pursed his thin lips, and after a long Did not step forward.

The person next to him seemed strange, and looked back at him, "Mingyu, don't you usually admire talented directors the most? Why don't you come forward and talk to Chen Zhiwen at this time? You must have a strong common language !"

"That's right, although you haven't been nominated for an Oscar, you were nominated for the best new director in Venice last year. No matter how arrogant Chen Zhiwen is, he won't take you lightly." inside."

"Actually, he doesn't have the arrogance he showed in the variety show interviews..."

"I just chatted with Chen Zhiwen for a few words. Even if I accidentally said a few mistakes in the production of 3D movies, the other party just smiled gently and kindly helped me point out the mistakes. No matter how I looked at it, I felt that He's a good talker."

"Haha, don't say it, I can still understand his fans' enthusiasm for him... With such a good-looking face, if I was not a director who competes with him but an actor, maybe I would I ran after him, wanting to act in his play."

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Listening to the words of the people around, Zhan Mingyu still maintained a cold and indifferent expression on the corner of his mouth, but a strong bitter emotion crossed his heart.

These people would not know that it was never Chen Zhiwen who was arrogant towards him, and it was never that Chen Zhiwen didn't take him seriously.

On that day, when he was at Yanjing Film Academy, he was the one who treated Chen Zhiwen with such a disdainful attitude, almost forcing him to apologize to Li Changyan by pressing the head of this outstanding young man...

Every time he recalls this scene, Zhan Mingyu vomits blood.

With a compensatory mentality, Zhan Mingyu recommended Chen Zhiwen to Augustine Kevin on "Luoshui" without hesitation, but cowardly did not let Chen Zhiwen know about it.

Even if he got the qualification to be invited to the banquet this time, the thought of meeting Chen Zhiwen again made his heart beat so hard that he hid behind and didn't take half a step.

—Will he blame him?

——Will he look at himself with extremely bored eyes?

Some things, when Zhan Mingyu thought about it, his heart ached.

When he saw Chen Zhiwen for the first time before, he was slightly tempted by the peach blossom eyes of the other party, who seemed to have washed the spring light, and thought that he was the perfect male lead for his next movie "Pushing Hands".

Now, the movie is on, and he has no chance to get close to Chen Zhiwen.

Zhan Mingyu sighed deeply, and when Chen Zhiwen seemed to be looking over here, his heart trembled subconsciously.

... I don't know whether to be thankful or helpless, but Chen Zhiwen didn't see himself because of his colleagues in front of him.

"I admire him very much."

Zhan Mingyu paused for a while, feeling a tight pain in his chest, and then said slowly, "But...he probably doesn't know me."

"I developed in Hollywood, and he developed in Licheng, and there is no need to get acquainted with each other."

If time could come back again... How he wished, he had never met Chen Zhiwen at Yanjing Film Academy.

Then he never said those hurtful things.

Then there might be a brighter possibility between him and Chen Zhiwen.

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Strong wine has an attractive fragrance, but drinking too much is always a waste of time.

After chatting with the same few people from Huaguo who were showing kindness, Chen Zhiwen felt a little drunk, and let the uniformed waiter take him to the deck on the second floor, and walked to his guest room.

In the guest room, Chen Zhiwen faintly felt that something was wrong.

On the big bed, someone put a bouquet of roses, the bright red ones were like a blazing sun, and the room was filled with intoxicating fragrance.

He raised his eyebrows and picked up the bouquet of roses without seeing any business cards.

"Who is it?" Chen Zhiwen said to himself.

With a chuckle, the young man curled his lips, and threw the unclear words into the trash can.

He thought of the sticky sight that seemed to be there on the bottom deck before.

Staring at him firmly, making Chen Zhiwen such a possessive and selfish man very uncomfortable.

"An old-fashioned behavior like sending flowers...couldn't it be that one again?" Chen Zhiwen raised his brows.

He still remembered that when he was in Licheng, the other party entrusted his white men to block up the door of the house with a dozen black luxury cars and deliver all kinds of expensive flowers to him.

——Yuan Shaorong.

Chen Zhiwen didn't have a specific guest list, and he didn't know if that man, who has a certain power and deterrence among the world's chaebol tycoons, participated.

Tomorrow was the official banquet, and if he really came instead of hiding behind this bouquet of roses and peering at himself with dark eyes, then they would meet naturally.

——There is no need to be suspicious...you will know when the time comes.

Chen Zhiwen smiled lightly.

...............

After sleeping on the slightly swaying sea, Chen Zhiwen was awakened by the ringing of the bedside bell.

She raised her eyebrows, washed up a bit and put on decent clothes, and when she opened the door, she saw a waiter with a respectful expression.

The other party was holding a white suit with gorgeous patterns, like a traditional silk fabric.

"This is given to you by a Mr. Zhou."

The waiter nodded respectfully to Chen Zhiwen.

"He also asked me to bring you something—"

"He said, you look best in white, and it makes people want to dye you dirty."

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Zhan Mingyu: Secretly rubbing and reaching out to hook up with Director Chen's jojo

Little Angel: No——don’t Zhan Mingyu——

Zhan Mingyu: [Aggrievedly take back jo]

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