Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 493 Start

Zhao Qian was still thinking about what Dong Ge meant by that sentence.

Could it be, he thought...

"Impossible, Dong Ge is such a decent and honest person, he already has a wife!" Zhao Qian quickly shook his head to dispel his terrible thought.

The two went downstairs side by side, and when they rushed outside the venue, they found that the entrance was already full of people.

Of course, Zhao Qian would not be blindly confident enough to think that so many people were all after him.Most of them are girls, and they are aiming at the few fresh meats invited by Mango Terrace tonight.

As for old bacon like him, forget it.

"Wow, it's a love letter."

When Zhao Qian entered the arena along the staff passage, he suddenly heard the screams of readers behind him.

"Damn it, it's not easy for a reader to finally recognize me." Zhao Qian almost cried with joy, turned his head and waved in the direction of the source of the voice, and continued to walk inside.

Unexpectedly, some fans actually came to the scene, without tickets, and waited hard at the door, just to meet their favorite author.

Zhao Qian was really moved.

More and more readers recognize Zhao Qian.

"Love letter, love letter, I want to take a photo with you."

"The love letter is so handsome!"

"Wow, I'm so lucky that Love Letter is with Brother Dong!"

"Fuck, is that brother Dong next to you?"

"You don't even know Brother Dong?"

"I only paid attention to the love letter, but didn't notice..."

"..."

In contrast, Brother Dong's expression was much calmer. After all, the old man couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhao Qian's appearance: "The fans are really enthusiastic."

Zhao Qian grinned: "Yeah, it feels really good to have support."

The two smiled at each other and said nothing.

Because there were too many people and the security forces were limited, the staff kept urging the two of them.

Zhao Qian and Brother Dong didn't waste much time. After greeting fans and readers in a hurry, they entered the venue and began to look for their own seats.

There is a sticker with the author's name on the back of the seat, which is very easy to find.

Not surprisingly, Zhao Qian and Dong Ge sat in the first row, next to each other. Tang San was on Dong Ge's right hand, and watermelon was on Zhao Qian's left.

Naturally, the person with the heavier weight sits in the front row, descending in order.

Although Zhao Qian's qualifications are not as good as those next to him, in terms of strength, he is stable.

It just so happens that the Internet literary world is a field where strength is respected, which is the same as the common setting in novels.

Sitting in the front row, Zhao Qian attracted a lot of surprised looks, but no one said anything.

Well, most of the surprised ones are female writers with female frequency.The authors of the male series basically know him, even if they don't have any friendship, at least they know this face.

Zhao Qian seemed to have heard someone talking about him in a low voice. Looking up, a few well-dressed girls were looking at him.

Seeing him looking over, the words of those girls stopped abruptly, their eyes dodged, as if they had done something shady and were discovered by the victim.

Zhao Qian paused, smiled, and turned his head back.

He didn’t even say hello. If others weren’t discussing him, wouldn’t that make him look very conceited and shameful?

"Wow, you really look like a star."

"Are you sure he's really a love letter?"

"Of course I'm sure, didn't you see the name on the back of his chair?"

"Tsk, you can rely on your face to make a living, but you have to rely on your talent!"

"Maybe, this is the boss."

"..."

Before the party started, Zhao Qian also whispered to the author friends around him.

At this time, those big-name stars finally appeared on the stage, and they knew what was going on when they heard the bursts of cheers from outside.

Sure enough, when they entered the venue, there was another burst of cheers, most of them were female authors, even some older... ahem, mature female authors were quite excited.

The male writers, on the other hand, are largely on the sidelines.

Emmmm…

Zhao Qian is fine, anyway, he is not an artist, if he really wanted to be a star, he would not write books honestly.What I want to do is IP, not simply shaping my personal image.

But those who came tonight were almost all the little fresh meats that Mango Station held by itself, and there were also two out-of-date Hong Kong actresses, this...

When the party finally started, everyone quieted down.

The lights dimmed, then slowly came on again, and the music appeared.

A song and dance began, and the familiar Mr. He appeared on the stage.

"Good evening, everyone at the scene and in front of the TV, I'm He Ling! Welcome to the 2017 Qihang Annual Super IP Festive Ceremony!"

Teacher He in the middle of the stage is full of spirit and smiles warmly.

The applause immediately sounded like thunder.

Many people here, whether they are authors or readers, are fans of Mr. He.

Teacher He smiled lightly and said loudly: "Tonight we will be here to recommend to you the outstanding writers and works of online literature in 2017, film and television works adapted from excellent online literature IP, and outstanding actors.

Therefore, the guests who came to the grand ceremony tonight probably have three identities, one is the author of the book, the other is the reader of the book, and the third is the actor who plays the role of IP adaptation film and television..."

Teacher He's professionalism is undoubtedly very high. As one of the few ace hosts in China, his voice spread throughout the audience through the speakers, and the audience was completely quiet.

After a brief introduction of the guests and the process, it will be time for regular speeches by various leaders.

Zhao Qian smiled and looked ahead.

It's not that he is serious, but that the camera will sweep over from time to time, so it's not easy to make small moves. If he is caught in a shot that damages his personal image, it will be troublesome.

But that didn't stop him from wriggling his lips and whispering to Brother Dong.

Zhao Qian asked: "By the way, Brother Dong, has Qihang prepared any awards for you this year? I don't even know what awards I can get."

This is the worst annual meeting I have ever participated in. I don't even know what award I will win, what kind of award lines I will prepare, and I have never received any news.

Emmm, although I have only attended two annual meetings in total.

Brother Dong couldn't help laughing: "Awards or something don't mean much to me anymore, it's probably just the first place in the annual original list, nothing else.

I guess it's for balance.

Besides, to me, awards are of little significance, but other authors need these honor recognitions more.And yours should be no worse than mine, among so many heavyweight awards, there will definitely be one of you.

But don’t have too much hope, for sure not all of them will be awarded to you, otherwise others will have opinions.If you hadn't finished the book too quickly, I wouldn't have gotten this first place. "

Zhao Qian chuckled softly: "The first thing that should be yours is yours. There is no reason to give in."

Brother Dong also laughed in a low voice: "It's all empty titles, which don't mean much."

Zhao Qian thought so.

(End of this chapter)