Chapter 214 ‘Promise’ (Please follow up!)
Dawn took steps slowly, and the dawn emerged in the white mist.
Liu Qianqian's cherry mouth was slightly opened, and she slept as relaxed and peacefully as a child in Xiangyang's arms.
Birthday scarves have provided a lot of material for entertainment news. Many Chinese people have paid serious attention to an upcoming movie, "Midnight in Paris" for the first time.
How can a movie be promoted like this?
"Your smile in the camera is the reason for the existence of this film."
"Thank you for your efforts and the creativity you have provided for this upcoming film."
< br>No need to say anything else, just two simple and straightforward sentences clearly revealed Liu Qianqian's position in this Hollywood production.
As many people have unrealistic admiration for Liu Qianqian in this movie, there are just as many people who have disdain for her.
With so many talented actors and actresses joining the cast, how can an actor who has never filmed in China perform well?
Yes, no one thought Liu Qianqian would be the protagonist.
But when that photo was filled with a light smile, pure and refined, and blooming naturally, many people who clicked on the photo were thinking: What if those clear eyes reflected my figure? How good it would be.
“What do our people in charge of movie promotion do for a living!”
Wang Zhonglei looked at the reported news and angrily scolded his subordinates.
When Huayi is about to go on the market and "The Wind" is about to premiere, and the celebrities who have signed a contract with him are going around to build momentum for the movie and promote Huayi's listing, all the media will focus on it. It turned out to be on Liu Qianqian!
It's too bad.
If this kind of popularity continues, for the entertainment industry where there are no secrets, the matter of Huayi and the Tang family jointly banning Liu Qianqian will be exposed sooner or later.
Will there be reporters who dig up dirty things in Huayi to gain attention or make a fortune?
If something is exposed, will it have any impact on the stock?
Where did this little tailor who made clothes come from?
After a series of question marks popped up in his mind, he knew that this kind of thing couldn't sit still and wait for it to happen. At least it should be reported to those influential reporters and media first
"Do you remember what I told you?"
< br>Maybe it was because the tranquility after last night made people nostalgic. When the car stopped at the door of Principal An's house, Liu Qianqian held Xiang Yang's palm and looked at him lovingly.
“You have said a lot, which paragraph do you want me to repeat to you?”
“You don’t look serious?”
Without using any hands, he raised his eyebrows, stared, and raised his tone like a question. Xiangyang immediately noticed something was wrong, "Hey, thank you for always bringing you a 'sunny day'?"
"This Not bad." Liu Qianqian frowned, pursed her lips and nodded.
It seems that he is very satisfied that the other party has kept this sentence in his heart.
"Okay, kiss me, and then go to work quickly." Liu Qianqian pouted and hooked her fingers to Xiangyang. After the two touched lightly, Liu Qianqian said happily like the head of the family. :
"I'm going to see Emma and Damien off. You drink less coffee when you go to work. Did you hear me?"
"Well, don't worry."
"It's not easy to make you obey."
Liu Qianqian finished half-jokingly, leaned forward and kissed the corner of Xiang Yang's mouth, A passionate kiss may not be thick, but it must be sweet.
After kissing goodbye, she looked at Xiangyang with a smile, "If you get off work early tonight, how about we take Changchang to eat something delicious?"
"Well, Okay.”
"Then I'll go."
"Kiss me again."
"Aunt Liu, are they so tired of being at the door every morning?"
Principal An On the second floor of the house, Su Chang, who was standing in front of the window sill with Liu Xiaoli, didn't know how to describe her personal feelings. The car was facing the window. She didn't know what the two were communicating, but they were doing something shameful. She could see it. Really.
What happened yesterday made her feel quite uncomfortable, and she didn't have a good rest at night.
What happened next made her feel that she was stupid and vain, and that she had underestimated Xiang Yang.
Seeing Liu Qianqian walking with light and cheerful steps after getting out of the car, Liu Xiaoli smiled bitterly in her heart.
As someone who has been here before, she naturally knows how Su Chang feels at this moment.
"You, just pretend that you are out of sight."
Little John, who came to Fubao Avenue early in the morning, sneaked into Xiang Yang's office when no one was around. . He quickly came to the desk with a bad smile on his face. He was waiting to go to the airport to catch the flight to China, but there was one thing he didn't understand, and he felt itchy in his heart.
What is in the paper bag in the drawer?
The moment he opened the drawer, he pulled out the paper bag he had longed for without rummaging through it.
At first glance, he was surprised at first, and then he couldn't help but exclaimed "Wow", then chirped:
"Hey, this guy still knows how to play."
Took out the things inside and gesticulated, tugged at them again and said with a smile: "Sarah's craftsmanship is quite good, not bad, not bad."
After saying that, he quickly stuffed the things back and put them back in the drawer.
Not long after he came out, Xiang Yang called his mobile phone, asking him to have coffee downstairs and drive him to the airport.
“Why are you always staring at me?”
Sitting in the outfield of the cafe, drinking an iced Americano in his hand, Xiang Yang asked directly. In his impression, the unshaven little John couldn't hide his smile, so there must be nothing good going on. "Ah, it's nothing, I just think you are quite romantic."
Little John said this very euphemistically. When the word "romantic" came out of his mouth, he felt sick.
"Well, that's right." Xiangyang nodded and didn't dwell on the matter anymore. He asked, "Have you made an appointment with Jiang Mumu?"
"I called you a long time ago. "Little John smiled and pointed to his trolley suitcase and said, "Yesterday, I specially asked Liu to pick a gift for her. I'm sure it will make her smile. She will do whatever I ask her to do. "
< br>"That's all you have." While Xiang Yang teased disdainfully, he felt sorry for Jiang Mumu in his heart.
This person is afraid that if he has a weakness, he will be taken advantage of once it is exposed. For example, this Jiang Mumu, after being targeted by Little John, will probably be reduced to working for nothing in this life.
When Little John heard this, he rarely uttered a retort, "Well, you're right, I don't have that ability like you."
When he said this, he almost laughed out loud when he thought about the contents of the bag. Come on, quickly cover your mouth with a coffee cup to prevent yourself from leaking the stuffing. Unconsciously, he felt that he had found another weakness in Xiang Yang.
The weakness that was just exposed was Liu Qianqian.
If you think about it carefully, I am afraid that I am not the only one who has noticed this, but others have also noticed it a long time ago.
But they don’t understand it as deeply as they do, haha.
"Why are you laughing again?"
"I feel happy, can't I just smile?"
"I'm sick."
It's hopeless to give up. A fool, Xiang Yang concentrated on drinking the coffee in his hand. When the time was almost up, Xiang Yang went upstairs to say hello, then returned downstairs and drove Little John to the airport.
On the way, naturally I didn’t forget to give Little John a word.
As for Mr. Qian, the successor, Xiangyang would not allow Little John to be careless in this regard. If he didn't have too many things at hand, he would have wished to go back to China to invite him in person.
Also invited to attend was the old craftsman whom I met at the research institute at that time.
After some concepts are fixed, it is difficult to change them easily. What Xiang Yang wants to do is actually very simple, which is to let them come out and see more and show more.
It is true that the saying "the fragrance of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley", but good things can only be appreciated by yourself, which is too "self-admiration".
Besides, how many people now know how to tap into the value?
In this regard, Xiangyang considers himself first.
Because there are so many templates that can be used directly, there is no need to think about it at all.
Not to mention anything else, in the future, just a Li Ziqi, with the help of the development of self-media and the wealth created by relying on these intangible cultural heritage, let Xiang Yang realize through Principal An After this point, I couldn't help but use my brain.
Although foreign audiences don’t know much about Chinese culture.
But for the beauty of things, the essence of feeling the wisdom and crystallization contained in the civilizations of China and other countries is the same.
After all, a person's ability is limited. In any circle, it is not difficult to do one thing well alone, but it is very difficult to do it well and make it big at the same time.
Let the real inheritors of intangible cultural heritage tell the story of intangible cultural heritage, starting with Song Jin Dynasty.
Xiang Yang thinks this is a good thing.
"Hey, Principal An has been quiet. No wonder people often say, 'Rouwen Township is the Tomb of Heroes.' Now he doesn't even reply to my text messages after I go back."
When I think of it, Principal An, who brought him inspiration, ignored him, which made Xiangyang feel strange.
Do you want to stay with your daughter?
"Dad, look, my sister is on TV again. Hehe, sister is so awesome."
"Yeah, daddy is writing something and I will play with you later."
Principal An knew about the things on the Internet, but didn’t take a closer look.
It's not that he didn't care about Liu Qianqian's birthday. He took the time to make the call yesterday, but what happened after he returned to China for vacation backfired.
That night, he met old acquaintances from publicity and foreign affairs. After everyone had dinner and chatted for a while, he never had time to spare.
Because the topic of the chat was about how the Confucius Institute should better promote Chinese culture in the international cultural field. After chatting with Xiang Yang, the future son-in-law who had been working hard in the fashion industry, he gradually started to have some ideas in his mind.
After drinking a little too much wine, I naturally murmured a few words about what I was thinking.
I never thought that these few words would be heard by the old leader at the dinner table, and then
Then he could only write manuscripts at home every day, and the old leader kept urging him.
The same goes for the secretary of the old leader, who wants to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day and calls him frequently to ask about the progress.
Can manuscripts be produced?
While complaining in her heart, Principal An’s youngest daughter suddenly pointed at the TV and giggled: "Dad, who is this big brother? Why is he put together with his sister?"
"He! ?" Principal An turned his head and took a closer look.
Photos of Liu Qianqian and Xiang Yang appeared on the left and right sides of the TV screen.
"A brat who sticks to your sister every day."
(End of Chapter)