The Rise of the Transmigrated Movie Emperor

"Yeah, the country really doesn't pay enough attention to this." Ming Heng agrees with Mr. Shen's words, and at the same time understands his feelings.

In his last life, he entered the entertainment industry mainly to use his status as a star to promote the traditional culture of the motherland, so that more people would know about traditional culture and fall in love with it.

This is a very meaningful thing, so later, he deliberately learned Peking opera facial makeup, flute, guzheng, pipa, etc., and was fortunate to become a cultural communication ambassador.

Although it was not easy along the way, he succeeded in the end.

Relying on his own efforts and strength, he struggled in the entertainment industry for five years, and finally climbed to the top, becoming one of the top players in the entertainment industry, and was successfully named a cultural communication ambassador.

It's a pity that before he had time to do more meaningful things, he transmigrated into the book.

Time-traveling, or time-traveling into a book he has read, do you think it's miraculous?

To be honest, at the beginning, Mingheng often felt unreal, always feeling that he was dreaming, a long, long dream.

But after a long time, Ming Heng can't tell which life is his dream.

While thinking, Shen Mohan and Old Man Shen stopped.

When Ming Heng came back to his senses, he saw a group of people walking towards this side.

"Mr. Shen, long time no see. I didn't expect you to come over this year. Thank you for your hard work. Hurry up and sit over there."

The leader, a man in his early fifties, had a very respectful attitude. It could be seen that the other party was very excited and happy.

Mr. Shen was surrounded by a group of people and came to the VIP area with the Huaguo logo. Ming Heng didn't know these people, so he talked to Shen Mohan and went to wander around by himself.

The hall of the entire guild hall is really big, and the air is filled with a scent of ink.

Ming Heng was walking around, and Shen Mohan chased after him.

"Xiaoheng, why didn't you tell me that you were coming to country b?"

"I just want to go out to relax, and I plan to go back after two days of playing." Ming Heng smiled calmly, he knew that Shen Mohan would ask, so he had already planned his speech in his heart.

Shen Mohan didn't think much about it, he just felt a little upset, "You came here alone?"

"Well. I heard that there is a calligraphy exchange conference here, so I came here to join in the fun."

Shen Mohan was a little surprised that Ming Heng would actually like to come to this kind of place, but he didn't ask much, and he didn't think too much, after all, Ming Heng today is no longer the Ming Heng who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun.

Today's boy is becoming more and more attractive and attracting him more and more.

The two strolled around for a while, and at about ten o'clock, the exchange meeting officially started, and everyone entered the hall. Those who had invitations found their own seats, and those who did not have invitations could sit at will, but the seats were farther back.

Ming Heng signed up by himself, and he didn't have any invitation letter, but Shen Mohan did, so Ming Heng sat with Shen Mohan and Mr. Shen, in the first row.

On the big stage ahead, the host took the stage to speak.

After the opening remarks, the head of the Ministry of Culture and Culture of Country B came to speak on stage. The language was a bit similar to Japanese in the real world, but Ming Heng was not sure, because he didn't understand Japanese after all.Fortunately, there were subtitle translations on the big screen on the stage, otherwise Ming Heng would not have known what they said.

After the speeches, calligraphy masters from all over the world came to the stage.

The representative of Country Hua is naturally Mr. Shen, while the representative of Country B is a boy who is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

The scene fell silent, and the whole writing process of the people on the stage was played on the big screen, and Ming Heng's attention was all on Mr. Shen.

As expected of the former head of the Ministry of Chinese Studies, Mr. Shen is now in his nineties, and he still holds the brush firmly, without shaking his hands at all.

The strokes of that word are vigorous, natural and smooth.

The fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy in country b also wrote well, but the young man was probably a little arrogant, and his handwriting was quite sharp, but it lacked a bit of grandeur.

A group of old men on the stage finished writing, and after boasting about each other, they left the stage one after another. Only the one from country b remained on it.

At this time, the host came to the stage, "As expected of the masters, they all still have the same demeanor. Okay everyone, let me introduce to you first. This is Ye Teng, the youngest vice minister of the Ministry of Culture and Culture of country b. Xiaocan."

The Ye Teng Xiaocan mentioned by the host was the representative of Country B just now. Unexpectedly, he was already a deputy minister at a young age.

"Okay, our exchange meeting today is for exchanges and learning, not competitions. Then let's invite the younger generation of calligraphy lovers from all over the world to come on stage. I remember an old saying in Huaguo that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Let us today Let's see how powerful the descendants of the Hua Kingdom are."

Ming Heng raised his eyebrows, why did he feel that these words were a bit provocative?

People around came to the stage one after another, all young people in their teens and 20s, only Huaguo didn't come up.

Ming Heng turned his head and glanced at the back. There were several young people, but no one moved. He couldn't help but wonder, since he came, why didn't anyone come to the stage?

"Huh? Is there no one from Huaguo who wants to come up?" The host pretended to be puzzled.

Lin Songbai, the head of Huaguo's National Science Department, turned black, and he knew there would be such a thing!

Knowing that there are few young people in Huaguo who like calligraphy, but doing this on purpose, isn't it just to overwhelm them today? !

It's like this every year, it's really annoying!

"All of you go, it's just a discussion and exchange, don't feel pressure." Lin Songbai turned his head and said to several young people.

But three of them shook their heads and showed embarrassment.

"I, I came with my grandfather, I don't know calligraphy..."

In fact, I know a little bit, but I was forced to practice by my grandfather. . .

"Me too…"

"I'm just a calligraphy lover, and I usually focus on learning. This calligraphy really can't be put on the stage..."

Just kidding, there are so many masters here, how dare he come on stage.Besides, although people said it was for exchanges and exchanges, he really represented the country of Hua when he went up, and he didn't dare to embarrass the country by going up.

And the other young people also thought the same in their hearts, so they didn't dare to take the stage rashly, for fear that they would embarrass the country.

"Wow, the juniors in Huaguo are so humble. Does anyone want to come up? In fact, there is nothing to be afraid of, it's just a discussion and exchange. Friends in Huaguo should relax." The host spoke again,

But no matter how you hear this, it makes you feel uncomfortable.

This schadenfreude is too obvious.

Ming Heng was a little speechless, so he simply stood up and went to the stage.

"Wow, what a handsome young man!" The host was obviously taken aback when he saw Ming Heng came on stage.

Even Old Man Shen and Shen Mohan were stunned. Old Man Shen asked Shen Mohan in a low voice, "Does he know calligraphy?"

"I don't know about this." Shen Mohan frowned, he was a little confused, why did Ming Heng come on stage suddenly?