not good, immortal

Chapter 64 Opening

The battle at the opening ceremony was neither big nor small.

Traffic control started one kilometer away, and the periphery of the venue was blocked.

Feng He still rides with Qiao Zhenzhen and Fu Lanhua.

In addition, Zuo Ran, a makeup artist and a photographer were brought along.

Their car had a pass and easily entered the parking lot in the venue.

But the other staff members were not treated so well in the nine-seat Vito, so they could only park their cars nearby, get out of the car and start walking.

Some people started gossip, some people started swearing.

Of course, he didn't dare to vent his emotions to Fu Lanhua, so he could only point the finger at others.

"By the way, don't you think that little girl just now is very beautiful?"

"That's right, I suspect that Qiao Zhenzhen is afraid that she will lose her position as the first sister in the company and prevent her younger sister from showing off."

"What's the first sister? She's only been popular for a year or two."

"That's right, even my own sister is on guard. If you want me to say, DUCK doesn't have to."

……

Unwilling to be left behind, Mrs. Xiao leaned against the window, glanced at the WeChat in her hand, and sneered at Fu Lanhua's car downstairs.

She had already reserved the executive floor for her daughter in the luxury hotel closest to the venue. The staff provided an executive room, and even the lounge provided meals for [-] hours. This should be the treatment of a first-line female star.

Unlike Fu Lanhua, who is digging and searching, how long has this Maestro been used.

Xiao Zhiyu sat by the window facing the river, looking at her makeup.

The face in the mirror was rumored to be "cut into pieces by a thousand swords". It has to be said that it was very beautiful, but it still couldn't be compared with Qiao Zhenzhen.

In fact, she didn't know why she wanted to compare.

After thinking about it again, the jewelry on my neck, the watch on my arm, and the diamond ring on my finger were all bought with real money, unlike Qiao Zhenzhen, whose high-end gadgets were lent by brands from beginning to end .

Suddenly, he felt that he was not bad again, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

"Remember this expression." Mrs. Xiao nodded appreciatively, "You must definitely show off the aura of a wealthy daughter, don't worry about it for a while, just follow the script I gave you."

……

The preparation for the poetry conference has entered the countdown stage.

The little flowers began to test the wheat on stage to adjust their status.

The official opening ceremony will not begin until the evening.

The leaders and guests did not enter the venue for the time being. Those present were Tang culture enthusiasts who had booked tickets online [-] years ago, and a few fans who got tickets through various channels.

This is indeed a lot different from the crowds of people who attended the event in the past.

Especially since there were two rows of chairs empty in front, as if they were out of breath.

But Qiao Zhenzhen didn't care, after all, she happened to be able to see Xiaohe from her family in the middle of the third row, and she just talked to the aunt who gave out box lunches yesterday——

Contributed a signed photo, asked to leave a lunch box, and the auntie also readily said that she would add a chicken leg.

She has also posted a lot of fans in various crews, events, and activities. It is the first time to see such a down-to-earth female star.

Xiao Zhiyu's side was different, not to mention the two rows of empty chairs, and when she saw all kinds of people in the crowd holding up "Chaste Love for Life" signboards, she was inevitably a little bit disappointed.

But this little emotion was stimulated by the sharp eyes of the mother in the distance, and disappeared without a trace.

Unlike the slightly deserted scene at the scene, the discussion on the Internet was very lively.

It can be said that Mrs. Xiao has put in a lot of effort in marketing. She has made live broadcasts on several online platforms, and the organizer has also generously authorized the authorization. After all, it didn't cost a penny, so why not do it.

Fu Lanhua was not watching the scene from the auditorium. She was on the sidelines of the stage, guarding with the makeup artist in case of emergencies.

This is what she has always been used to.

By the way, you can also find problems from the camera, especially now that you can watch live broadcasts on your mobile phone, and you can follow the trend of public opinion.

Qiao Zhenzhen is now on the cusp of the storm. Although the company did not respond to a series of incidents that occurred a few days ago, it does not mean that she feels that no one is contributing to the flames.

Mrs. Xiao stood next to her more out of intentional or unintentional imitation.

The two are classmates in junior high school, alumni in high school, and they are in different places in university, but they both belong to the class of classmates who get along well, so naturally they have more contacts later.

Fu Lanhua's vision was vicious, and he had spotted Xiao Zhiyu's personality at the beginning, at least he could be a little popular, so he simply signed her, and by the way, he also got the capital injection from his old classmate.

The two did have a honeymoon period before, but after Qiao Zhenzhen appeared in the popular web drama, the situation began to take a turn for the worse.

It's very simple, Xiao Minyuan refused to accept it.

She has a very strong personality. As a female entrepreneur who competed with her husband for the title and surname more than [-] years ago, Xiao Minyuan finds it difficult to accept that her daughter is not the first sister of the company.

In other words, excluding those actresses who retired from the industry when they got older, Xiao Zhiyu failed to become a sister in the same age group.

Just like when she couldn't accept her daughter's grades and could only go to a third-rate school, Fu Lanhua's theory of "a small fire depends on praise, a big fire depends on fate" could not impress her.

"Lan Lan, why are you here?"

"Yes, Yuanyuan, you are here too."

A false face-to-face is a must, followed by a seemingly casual glance up and down.

Mrs. Xiao wore a Bell-sleeve dress by Carolina Herrara today, and she held a purple velvet handbag that couldn’t fit anything else. On her feet, she wore silk banquet shoes of the same brand as the bag, paired with flame red Lips, especially queenly.

Fu Lanhua took a look at the glittering diamonds and pearl decorations on the bag, and smiled slightly: "The bag is not bad."

"Oh, thank you."

Xiao Minyuan also glanced at Fu Lanhua's bag as if returning the gift - it was being piled casually on the makeup artist's box at present, the color of her face changed, "Your... is not bad either."

"Well, the brand said it was a new model, so I had to keep one for me, so I bought it because I had no choice." Fu Lanhua knew very well what a snake hits seven inches.

She used to be very restrained in this regard, but this time, Xiao Minyuan's hands were stretched too far, and she couldn't even look good for a long time.

……

In the audience, Fenghe didn't play with his mobile phone anymore.

Holding her face honestly, her eyes were all focused on Qiao Zhenzhen.

Now this little rabbit, confident and generous, is truly radiant.

With every frown and smile, the gorgeous stage decorations around her lost their color.

Really hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup.

"It's beautiful," she exclaimed.

"Zhenzhen is so pretty." Accompanied by a few "clicks" of the shutter.

Only then did Fenghe realize that there was a person sitting in the front row.

Hey, why did Immortal Qi An stutter?
She didn't think much about it. On the stage, the host had already begun to speak impassionedly. The lights around the stage were all on, suppressing the twilight of the setting sun by three points.

The live broadcast started at the same time, and for a while, countless bullet screens floated by.

[Holy shit, this scene is too deserted, Wumei gets angry so quickly? 】

[What do you know, this is an official event, and not everyone can participate. 】

[That is, you go to the Huaxia Grand Theater to see, do you dare to say that the teachers in it are stupid? 】

Just after introducing the guests, the major live broadcast rooms are already unprecedentedly grand, and the popularity is still soaring.

On the stage, the first round of lottery recitation has already begun.

In order to save time, while the host was introducing the rules of the game, the little flowers also began to draw lots.

The field equipment and technology are limited, and the way of drawing lots is very primitive.

The hostesses wearing Ru skirts held the lottery box in their hands, walked around the stage, and each of them took out a kit.

The rules are also very simple, a total of three draws, three points for back-to-back, one-point deduction for wrong or inability to answer, and one player will be eliminated according to the points.

Qiao Zhenzhen was not afraid.

In the past few days, apart from eating, she has spent all her mind on reciting, not to mention anything else. In short, "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty" has been memorized backwards.

With a trademark smile on her face, she removed the kit graciously.

He lowered his head, glanced at the topic he had drawn, and was stunned.

(End of this chapter)