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Chapter 54 Please give me your advice
After the awards ceremony, Wang Mu walked out of the theater holding his trophy, surrounded by a group of Xia Guo directors.

Because in recent years, Xia Guo has never had a director who has won such an award.

And Wang Mu's award, on the one hand, also gave them face.

So, who wouldn't want to befriend this rising star.

"Director Wang, the conference has already booked a hotel for us. I think you will be with fellow villagers like us to exchange experiences."

One of the Xia Guo directors walked beside Wang Mu and said.

As for the free meal, Wang Mu still has to eat it. After all, as the old saying goes, if you don't take advantage of it, you're a bastard.

You know, this is the Caesar Film Award, which represents the face of France, so the standard of the dinner is naturally not low.

As for Wang Mu, apart from the most expensive meal he has ever had, there seemed to be few other places besides Anleju in Tianhai City.

Surrounded by the crowd, Wang Mu and Ma Sicong were quickly transferred to a high-end Chinese restaurant in Paris.

It has to be said that even Wang Mu felt strange. As a film award hosted by France, the dinner was held in a Chinese restaurant, which really surprised Wang Mu.

"Editor Ma, why is the French dinner served as Chinese food?"

Wang Mu couldn't help but looked at Ma Sicong beside him in doubt and asked.

And Ma Sicong just shook his head in bewilderment, expressing that he knew nothing.

"Compared to what Director Wang doesn't know, the feature of the César Film Awards is that every year there will be a different form of dinner to commemorate the director who won the best short play award.

And this year's winner is you, so I temporarily chose this Chinese restaurant with the highest standard. "

A man next to him, after hearing Wang Mu's question, also explained directly with a smile.

Wang Mu was also very surprised, because he didn't expect these French people to be so good at playing.

But thinking about being able to eat Chinese food in a restaurant in France, it seems very luxurious.

Just like eating western food in Xiaguo?
At the dinner, in addition to many lesser-known directors toasting Wang Mu, some well-known actors also went to the private room where Wang Mu was to toast.

The implication is that most of them will flourish in the future and be able to support them.

Wang Mu is not disgusted with this kind of rules, after all, it is human nature, not to mention that his Xicheng Film Studio is also short of people at this time.

If a few capable directors and actors can be selected from this group of people, it will be much easier to revitalize the West Film Studio.

After the dinner, when Wang Mu walked out of the private room, he happened to find a group of people in the lobby.

On the stage in the lobby, it was written Yuezi at this time.

"In the Mid-Autumn Festival, Changleju was invited by the Overseas Poetry Association to jointly hold the annual Mid-Autumn Poetry Fair. The winner will receive a painting of the famous painter Xu Jinhong's "Running Horse Picture"."

The host on the stage held the microphone, looked at the onlookers and said loudly.

Then the hostess of the hotel also unfolded a painting,

The horses in the painting are lifelike, free and easy, as if they can walk out of the painting in the blink of an eye.

He didn't connect to the Internet, and secretly marveled, because this painting, in his eyes, was indeed an authentic work.

"Damn it, it's real or not. This is Master Xu Jinhong's "Running Horse Picture". It's worth hundreds of thousands of dollars now!"

"Hundreds of thousands? Even if you have hundreds of thousands of dollars, you may not be able to buy this painting, because Mr. Xu left a total of 5 paintings during his lifetime, and this "Running Horse Picture" is one of them." .”

"Really or not, it seems to be priceless!"

"But it's not so mysterious, because this painting is only worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. If it is more, it will appear that you are losing money."

The onlookers also commented that most of them were wanderers who traveled overseas far away from their hometowns.

"The theme of our Mid-Autumn Poetry Meeting tonight is "Moon."

"In the end, we will judge according to the quantity and quality of the measures. The final winner, our judge is Bai Qingfeng, the chairman of the Overseas Poetry Association, Mr. Bai!"

Just after the host finished his request, someone came up to the stage enthusiastically, wanting to take away the "Picture of Galloping Horses"

But Wang Mu did not have the idea of ​​going on stage. After all, he is not a showy person, like writing poems and prose, this kind of elegant poetry does not seem to be very suitable for him.

So he stood on the high stage and continued to watch the play, listening to the constant challenges from people on stage.

Until the end, there was only one woman who looked 24 or [-] years old and was dressed in Hanfu.

No matter the figure or appearance of a woman, they are impeccable, and even their temperament, they all have an elegant and luxurious ladylike feeling.

Can't help but also attracted Wang Mu's attention, women's talent in poetry and songs is also unparalleled.

In just a few rounds, he exhausted the correct words of those who came up to challenge.

And she still didn't blush and her heart didn't beat, she looked calm and at ease.

"I don't know if there is another talented person who is willing to challenge this girl. If not, then tonight's grand prize winner will be this girl."

【Ding!The god-level selection system starts! 】

[Option [-]: Get the first prize in this poetry meeting!Reward: Disguise]

[Option [-]: Leave directly.Reward: [-] in cash]

Listening to the voice in his head, Wang Mu couldn't help frowning.

Why does this damn system always have some options that he doesn't want to choose.

But these options are so tempting!
"I come!"

When the host asked if there was anyone else to challenge, Wang Mu yelled directly from the attic.

"Who is it, dare to go up at this time?"

"Looks like a young man, in the attic!"

"He's only 20 years old at most. How can he write poetry? Just kidding!"

"It's true that a calf is not afraid of tigers. The girl on the stage is Mr. Bai's granddaughter. Compared with her literary background, who can compare with her?"

The woman in Hanfu was obviously a little surprised by Wang Mu's sudden response.

He couldn't help but stare at the man who came down from the attic.

It is better to say it is a boy than a man, because Wang Mu's appearance at this time is even more immature.

Wang Mu, on the other hand, walked onto the stage with steady steps from the crowd.

Everyone's eyes also looked at him from top to bottom, and everyone even wanted to see through Wang Mu.

It's a good thing they don't have clairvoyant eyes, otherwise, Wang Mu would have been scared away.

Speaking of clairvoyant eyes, Wang Mu also started to think carefully, but seeing the girl with a cold face, although the material is good, it also made him lose interest.

"Are you sure you want to compare with me?"

Every frown and frown of the woman has a strong ancient rhyme, although the words are cold, but the voice is as crisp as an oriole, it is really pleasant.

"Exactly! Please give me your advice!"

Wang Mu smiled slightly, with enough personality, he suddenly became a little interested.

(End of this chapter)