Ji Rao contacted the organizer of the Golden Rooster Award and indicated that he wanted to play with Tao Mingshuo.

Ji Rao's position in the music industry now, if the organizers can invite him to come in person, it's just a touch. So they agreed without saying a word, but only said that they should contact Tao Mingshuo. If Tao Mingshuo has no objection, they can play together at that time.

Since Ji Rao wanted to go on stage, the organizer would climb up the pole and ask him to be the awarder.

"Sorry, I..."

Ji Rao didn't want to be fussy, but he suddenly remembered something.

The winner of this year's best actor award is Wu Zhaoyun.

Since Wu Zhaoyun won the first hundred flowers award, he has rarely appeared in TV series, and most of his energy has been put on foreign Hollywood movies. He even won Oscars and Golden Horse Awards the year before last. It can be said that at a young age, many actors have reached a position that they can not achieve in their lives.

Last year, he only came back to China to play a TV play. This year, he won the Golden Rooster Award.

Ji Rao coughed softly Can I be the award winner for best actor

The other agreed, "yes, yes."

Ji Rao hung up with a smile.

If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain. In the original text, Ji Rao's good cards stink. He wants to hide away from Wu Zhaoyun. No matter how good the encounter is, it becomes nothing.

He just wanted to brush his sense of existence in front of Wu Zhaoyun from time to time to help him recall the story of that night.

Tao Mingshuo knew that he would have no opinion, so it was settled.

The day Tao Mingshuo returned home was at 9 am. Ji Rao got up early and picked up his usual Land Rover.

When he went there, it was a little over eight, which was very early, but when he arrived, he found that there had been a group of people there. Ji Rao fixed his eyes and saw that some of them still held the aid card in their hands, on which the three characters "Wu Zhaoyun" were written very clearly.

Ji Rao is also one of the leaders in the piano industry, but not as well-known as Wu Zhaoyun. Most people only know the name of pianist Ji Rao, but they don't know what Ji Rao looks like.

But just in case, Ji Rao still buckled a baseball cap on his head and wore sunglasses. No one could recognize him.

Ji Rao will wear white gloves when going out, so as not to rub and knock where he goes.

He looked around and patted a girl on the shoulder. "Hello."

This girl is a senior star fan. When she turns her head and looks at his strict appearance, she looks at Ji Rao's delicate chin and gets excited subconsciously, "handsome guy, what kind of star are you, too?"

"Oh, I'm not." Ji Rao pressed his hat down. "Are you all here to pick up the plane?"

"Yes, yes, it will be yunyun's plane later. How about you, handsome man? Are you here to pick up the plane, too? "

Ji Rao nodded with a smile, "I'll pick up Tao Mingshuo."

Sure enough, that girl's face is muddled. I don't think she has heard Tao Mingshuo's name.

Among those who have never been in touch with music, piano is more popular than violin. Although the achievements he and Tao Mingshuo have achieved in their respective fields are extremely high, those who do not know may have heard Ji Rao's name, but few people know Tao Mingshuo's name.

"Is that a friend of a handsome man?"

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