Entertainment: My predecessor is a diva and my current boss is a boss

Li Changan found a seat and sat down.

With the lessons learned from the Golden Melody Awards, he deliberately kept a low profile this time and found an unobtrusive corner.

An Nuan was happy in her heart, her heart was bumping like a deer.

Is it because of me that he hid in this dimly lit place?
Li Changan kept his eyes on the big screen in front of him.

What is currently playing on the screen is the work "Special Warfare Elite" directed by Xu Wen.

Li Changan looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but nodded.

No wonder Xu Wen was so arrogant, he still had something in his chest.

In this movie, no matter from the storyline, to the rendering of the atmosphere, and some details such as lighting, we can see Xu Wen's profound skills.

At least in terms of mastery of fluency, Li Changan felt that he was still superior to himself.

"Old Xu still has two brushes, no wonder his eyes always grow on the top of his head!"

An Nuan snuggled up beside him, looking at him with big crescent-like eyes without blinking.

Li Changan's attention was completely on the screen.

In his opinion, some details of Xu Wen can be used for reference.

While watching it engrossed, suddenly an angry old man walked over from the backstage.

The light in the theater was dim, and the old man was a little absent-minded. When he passed by Li Changan, he bumped into the seat beside the aisle without noticing.

The old man grunted and staggered.

An Nuan, who was sitting on the seat near the aisle, had quick eyes and quick hands, and helped the old man who almost fell:
"Uncle, be careful!"

The old man stabilized his mind and strode out along the passage.

An Nuan frowned:
"This uncle is so old and angry, he doesn't even say thank you!"

Li Changan said:

"Forget it, maybe there is something unhappy about her!"

Du Jingxin paused slightly when he heard the complaint from the girl who helped him.

The anger aroused by Yan Zheng made the old man feel uncomfortable as if a big stone was blocked in his chest.

Little girl, you and your boyfriend go to the movies happily, so don't be affected by my bad mood!
Du Jingxin said something silently in his heart, walked out of the passage in a hurry without stopping.

Outside the Beijing Grand Theater, the sun is shining brightly!
Du Jingxin took a deep breath of the air that smelled like car exhaust, and then spat it out heavily.

The movie of Dalong Kingdom is over.

People like Yan Zheng deliberately suppress newcomers based on their own likes and dislikes, how can the film industry of Dalong Kingdom develop.

It's no wonder that in recent years, small countries like Dongying and South Koryo in the east have a faint tendency to surpass Dalong Kingdom in terms of film development.

Even Annan and Siam in the south, countries with shallow backgrounds, are now catching up.

These people in Dalong Kingdom are still not vigilant, still going their own way, immersed in their own world, how can such people lead the development of Dalong Kingdom's films.

Du Jingxin strode forward.

I can't get along with them.

Yan Zheng, aren't you afraid of retribution for doing this?
Du Jingxin was thinking about his own thoughts, but he didn't pay attention to the group of people walking towards him.

With a sound of "touch", he bumped into a fat man who was walking in front of the group of people.

The fat man was happily talking to his companion when he was bumped and sat down on the ground.

The woman who was talking to him exclaimed:
"Ah, An Heng, don't you watch the road, you hit someone!"

The woman ran two quick steps, and helped Du Jingxin who had fallen to the ground:
"I'm sorry uncle, my boyfriend didn't do it on purpose, does it matter to you?"

Du Jingxin smiled wryly and shook his head:

"I should be the one who said I'm sorry. It was my old man who didn't look at the road and bumped into you!"

An Heng grinned and rubbed his shoulders. The old man looked weak, but he didn't expect that he was quite strong.

Fortunately, it was the fat man, if it was a lighter one, he might have been knocked into the air by him.

The other party is old, no matter whose fault it is, Xu Xiaowei still said:
"I'm sorry, uncle!"

Elderly people can't be touched these days, and you don't know when you will meet someone you can't help.

Du Jingxin waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

An Heng was very wronged.

It was the old man on the opposite side who bumped into me, but he had to apologize to him, what kind of world is this!
Seeing that Du Jingxin didn't intend to pursue it, Xu Xiaowei finally let go of her heart.

"An Heng, quickly apologize to this uncle!"

"I'm sorry, uncle!"

Du Jingxin sighed.

I really can't blame him for this matter, obviously I was absent-minded and bumped into this fat young man.

He walked forward without interest.

Xu Xiaowei walked over to help An Heng up, complaining:

"Look at you, you are frizzy. Fortunately, this uncle doesn't care about us. If you encounter difficulties, it's up to you!"

An Heng rubbed his shoulder that was still sore, and said aggrievedly:
"Can you blame me for this? I also want to send the invitation letter for the Oscars to the third brother as soon as possible, so that he can be happy too!"

Oscar prize?

Du Jingxin's footsteps stopped.

He looked back at this strange combination in disbelief.

Three foreigners, a girl as beautiful as a fairy, and a pair of boys and girls who just talked to me.

What did they just say?Oscar prize?

Du Jingxin was a little confused, could what they said be true?
The old white man in a tuxedo seemed a little anxious. He walked up to the little fat man who had been bumped by him, and Yili said something.

Du Jingxin was shocked suddenly.

Although he couldn't understand what the old white man said, Du Jingxin heard his name mentioned twice in a row.

Li Changan!
Du Jingxin was extremely sure that Li Chang'an's name was mentioned twice in a row in this gringo's words.

For this young man, Du Jingxin had a very good impression.

The reason he fell out with Yan Zheng was because he couldn't understand the opponent's suppression of this new director.

Who in the circle doesn't know that you are doing this solemnly because they expelled your dandy son from the crew.

In all fairness, Du Jingxin didn't think there was anything wrong with Li Changan's doing so.

Yan Zheng, what is that son? Don't they know what the father and son are?
Apart from having a good skin, that young man named Yan Xu is useless.

Du Jingxin felt that if he had handled that matter by himself, Yan Xu, that prodigal son, would have probably been sent to eat corn bread.

It is ridiculous for Du Jingxin to take Yan Zheng's revenge on Li Chang'an for this reason.

So he did not hesitate to withdraw from the Golden Dragon Awards Organizing Committee to express his dissatisfaction with Yan Zheng.

He never expected that he would have something to do with Li Changan when he bumped into someone outside the Beijing Grand Theater.

Reminiscent of the Oscar invitation that the little fat man just mentioned, Du Jing's confidence burst into flames.

He didn't care about anything else, turned around and rushed back:
"Little fat man, who did you say you would send an Oscar invitation to?"

Xu Xiaowei's heart sank.

This old man won't rely on us, will he?