Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 453

Since 2002, the Charity Bazaar Gala has been [-] years old. This year marks the [-]th anniversary. For today's gala, the founder Su Mang started preparations a month ago.

Business people, entertainers, directors, models, sponsors, magazines, and major media have invited more than 2000 people.

Among them, the most interesting and the most watched are of course celebrities. Compared with previous years, this year's celebrity artistes are the most in 15 years, with more than 600.

Basically, half of the entertainment industry came.

The party will be broadcast live, starting at [-]:[-] pm and expected to end at [-]:[-] pm.

It was five o'clock when Fang Jing got off the plane, and it was close to seven o'clock when he arrived. He thought he would be late, but he didn't realize it hadn't started until he got to the gate.

It's not that it hasn't started, but the artists are busy queuing up to walk the red carpet, one person per minute, and they haven't finished walking since four o'clock.

Knowing that artists want face, Su Mang simply gave them enough face. Everyone went on the red carpet, and the seventy or eighty media below took pictures. Isn't that enough face?

Fang Jing appeared, and Su Mang immediately came out to greet him.

"Sister Su, excuse me, I just got off the plane, so don't be surprised if you come here uninvited."

"It's okay, I'm here to cheer for me, I'm too happy, please come here."

Most of the entertainers in the entertainment industry have been invited, how could Su Mang have not invited Fang Jing, but Fang Jing was unable to come abroad at that time, and it was beyond his expectation to be able to come today.

"Sister Su, forget about the red carpet, I'll just go in." Fang Jing shook his head as he watched the queue lined up for dozens of meters.

With so many artists, when will this be scheduled?Just now he also saw someone go in without walking the red carpet, not everyone wants to rub the red carpet.

"It's okay, just 1 minute, it won't take long, I will arrange it for you right away."

Su Mang trotted to the host and whispered a few words in his ear, and after a while, he went to Fang Jing to play. It was normal to jump in line, but the people behind the queue didn't dare to say anything, who told him that he was no one with big wrists.

The suit was straight, and the tall Fang Jing first stood in front of the BMW car in front of the red carpet for a few seconds, and the media paused before going on the red carpet.

BMW is the sponsor, and every artist before the red carpet has to stand by for a few seconds, which is also Su Mang's shrewdness.

After the media finished filming, Fang Jing left and entered the venue when he heard the host said yes.

What Su Mang told him was to sit in any position after entering the arena.

There are more than 2000 people at the party, and there are many vacancies. Originally, Su Mang arranged for 3000 people.

As soon as he entered, the hot air rushed towards his face, Fang Jing frowned, "Did you turn on the air conditioner?"

This season is already hot, not to mention the gathering of thousands of people, the female artists at the key scene are all wearing makeup, all kinds of colors have different flavors, and it is very uncomfortable to mix together.

Looking up and looking around, Fang Jing walked towards the vent on the side.

"Boss, here!"

As he was walking, a familiar voice stopped him, and he turned around. Yang Chaoyue, Wang Xiaomin, Shen Hao, and Yang Zi were sitting at the same table.

"Why are you here too?"

Seeing a few people, Fang Jing was puzzled, no matter how they look at them, they don't seem like people who like to show love, especially Shen Hao, if this guy has this heart, he will live broadcast Chixiang.

"What's this called? It's everyone's responsibility to help others. Brother Fang, sit down!"

Pulling out the chair and beckoning Fang Jing to sit down, Shen Hao poured tea, and Yang Chaoyue brought the cakes to hand.

"Don't talk about it, the pastries here are really good, not inferior to the craftsmanship of the big hotels outside. After a while, we will be full, and we don't need to eat dinner when we go back."

Hearing Yang Chaoyue's words, Wang Xiaomin covered her face and turned her head away, with an expression that I didn't know her.

They came at five o'clock, and the party hasn't started after sitting for two hours. Yang Chaoyue didn't eat, so she couldn't help but ate a few mouthfuls, and then got out of hand.

Fang Jing: ...

"Don't tell me you are here to rub the red carpet? I can't afford to lose this man."

"How is it possible!" Shen Hao's smile froze. "Since I'm here, I must donate money. I can't do things like prostitution, right, Chaoyue."

"Cough, yes, we are all here to donate to do good deeds."

Over the years, Charity Bazaar has had many people walking on the red carpet. This time Nanjing received an invitation letter, Yang Ning simply arranged for Yang Chaoyue and others to come over, saying that it is up to them to donate or not.

A few minutes ago, Yang Zi asked how much is appropriate to donate, and Shen Hao justly said that donating wool, 90.00% of the people at the scene were prostitutes, and there would be no more than one more of them.

As soon as Fang Jing came, this fellow immediately changed his mind, saying that he came to donate money on purpose, and the speed of his change of face was astounding.

"Mr. Fang, don't talk about us, aren't you filming abroad? How come you have time?" Wang Xiaomin changed the subject with a smile.

"I just came back today, come here to find someone to do something, and leave tomorrow."

Several people did not doubt Fang Jing's words. With Fang Jing's current status, there is really no need to come here to rub the red carpet.

Half an hour later, the party officially started, and there were still people outside walking the red carpet happily. If the photographer hadn't entered the venue, they would have lived forever.

As in previous years, the celebrities formed a donor alliance, the red, blue and yellow teams, and the members of the three teams came on stage. What Fang Jing didn't expect was that Wang Xiaomin would also have the opportunity to be on stage. She was in Huang Xiaoming's first team.

"Boss Fang, I'll go up first, see you later."

Gently lifted the skirt, and Wang Xiaomin in a long white dress walked onto the stage amidst the voice of the host.

"Chaoyue, why don't you have it?" Fang Jing asked with a smile.

Eating oranges, Yang Chaoyue said sourly: "I'm not invited, why should I go up, and I don't want to go up, it's still comfortable here when it's so hot."

In half of the entertainment industry's grand events, everyone wants to show their faces. There are many directors and producers in the audience, and it is not impossible for them to accidentally be spotted.

But the stage is so big, not everyone can get on it if they want to, either they have a hard relationship or they are popular.

Wang Xiaomin was able to go up because the singers during this period made her famous. Yang Chaoyue did a lot of variety shows, but they didn't want them.

"Stand back, everyone. It's a bit crowded here. Men should be gentlemen. Let's go up the steps."

"No, don't stand on it, the light is too dim to take pictures clearly."

"Then go a little to the left."

"It doesn't work on the left either, it's out of the picture."

A pot of porridge was being cooked randomly on the stage. There were too many people to stand up. The host Hua Shao had just finished speaking, but Su Mang interrupted him, and he didn't know who to listen to.

Everyone wants to squeeze into the C position, and doesn't want to stand on the side.

"Sister Xiaomin, you're blocking me, can you stand over?"

"Sister Ziyi is standing here, you are not here."

"This is Sister Bingbing's position, don't you know what kind of person you are?"

"Xiaomi, stand a little to the side, go a little further, you are tall, why don't you stand behind.

Wang Xiaomin was originally standing in the front row, but she was in the back row after listening to the rush of arrangements. The front row was full of heads, and she couldn't be seen at all.

There is no fixed position at all for the photo session. Under normal circumstances, no one cares about where you want to stand, but standing in the middle of the red one is hardly a rule.

Wang Xiaomin also recognized these people, but some of them were only third-tier artists, and she was pushed back just because they had a first-tier friend, which made her very angry.

(End of this chapter)