When You Are a Director, How Do You Become a Full-Fledged Superstar

Not to mention Qin Song and the four, Ye Huixin was also a little confused at the moment.

She knew that she was able to attend today's dinner because on the one hand, she knew Qin Song, Yang Miao, Zhang Shuang, and Yu Aihua, and she also knew Lin Xiaqing.

It is the only middleman who knows the two parties, so it can act as a lubricant.

However, she really didn't know that there was also the matter of the Peony Medal.

Ye Huixin's eyes on Chen Mo were completely different at this time.

That's the Peony Medal!

Not peonies.

How can there be literary and art workers who voluntarily give up the award of the Peony Medal?

In history, whoever won the Peony Medal is not a famous person, it is a household name, and all of them have the titles of people's musicians, artists and singers.

In the Xia Kingdom, any honor that can be crowned with the word people is definitely the highest in gold content.

Just like a singer.

It's easy to become a singer. If you have skills, you can vocalize, and you have a few works, you can say that you are a singer. It's not difficult.

And singers are more difficult, they have to be famous singers.

For example, Lin Xiaqing and Ye Huixin are both singers, and they are also singers at the queen level.

But, going further up, being a singer, it's harder.

Without official recognition, it is impossible for you to be a singer.

However, there are also quite a few singers in the Xia Kingdom, and there are always dozens of them.

However, from a singer to a people's singer, that's the sky.

Throughout the history of the Xia Kingdom, there are less than ten people who can be called people's singers.

And getting the Peony Medal is a prerequisite.

Chen Mo voluntarily gave up the honor that all literary and art workers pursued throughout their lives.

Everyone has heard it. We want to give Chen Mo the Peony Medal. If they don't want it, we can only express our thanks in another way.

Uncle Li, it's so good, I really don't have the right to have the Peony Medal.

Chen Mo raised his glass and said with a wry smile.

Okay, if you don't want the Peony Medal, I'll treat you to a meal to express my gratitude, is it alright?

Thank you, Uncle Li!

After Chen Mo finished speaking, Li Aiguo continued:

Come on, let's have our first drink, thank Chen Mo for his selfless contribution!

...

The atmosphere of the wine party was very lively.

Especially Yang Miao, Zhang Shuang and Yu Aihua, these three people still don't understand what Li Aiguo means.

Since Chen Mo doesn't want honor, he should give benefits to others.

Since Chen Mo is a director and screenwriter, he will naturally have works in this area in the future. As the person in charge of the TV drama channel, Yang Miao naturally knows how to do it.

A TV series that premieres on the Internet has a completely different concept than it premieres on satellite TV.

The traffic it brings is also different.

What's more, it was first broadcast on the national media TV channel?

And the resources of the national media TV channel are so many.

Any TV drama that can be broadcast on the national media TV channel is not yet popular.

Zhang Shuang and Yu Aihua were even more enthusiastic.

The music chart itself is the section that Zhang Shuang is in charge of. In the future, as long as it is Chen Mo's works, relevant recommendations and promotions will naturally come naturally.

Moreover, this is not a personal relationship, it is a high-level instigation, and it is an official behavior.

After all, this is Xia Guo TV's compensation for Chen Mo's donation of two handed down works, without the reward of the Peony Medal.

It can be said that Li Aiguo's meal paved the way for Chen Mo's future development in Xiaguo TV.

Uncle Li, thank you for your hospitality today, I'll give you a toast.

Chen Mo turned to his side, raised his wine glass, and said to Li Aiguo.

Chen Mo, don't be polite to me. You are friends with Xia Qing and Siran, and you have made such a great contribution to this commemorative event. If you have anything in the future, you can call me at any time.

Li Aiguo was a straightforward person, and after drinking a lot of alcohol, he was even more open to speaking at this moment.

Chen Mo smiled, raised his glass and drank it.

Qin Song and the other four also toasted one after another. Several of them were familiar with literary and artistic work, and they quickly chatted hotly.

Uncle, Xia Qing also toasts you with a glass of wine, hee hee.

Seeing Lin Xiaqing walking to his side, Li Aiguo got up and walked to Zhuowai:

Little girl, you and Siran went to the magic capital and didn't come back once a year. I think if it wasn't for the music festival this time, you wouldn't come back, would you?

Oh, how can there be, it's really busy over there.

Hmph, you two are just disobedient, you talk about yourself, sing and sing, not with your grandfather, you have to go to Pan Am Entertainment...

Oh, uncle, tell me again, I won't drink with you anymore.

Hearing that Li Aiguo was going to start educating himself, Lin Xiaqing pouted and pretended to be unhappy.

Okay... I won't say it, you guys...

Li Aiguo paused, then asked:

By the way, Xia Qing, when I introduced Qin Song just now, your expressions and Chen Mo's expressions seemed a bit wrong.

Qin Song was specially called by Li Aiguo.

The last time Qin Song intervened in the music festival awards selection, he had already been criticized by himself. Calling him this time means letting him know the relationship between Lin Xiaqing and himself.

The three of Yang Miao didn't know what was going on at first, but when Lin Xiaqing appeared and called Uncle Li Aiguo, the three of them understood that Li Aiguo had deliberately called Qin Song here.

Qin Song naturally knew that Li Aiguo was beating himself.

During the banquet, Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing took the initiative to pay respects many times, and each time they poured out with a measuring jug, the meaning of apology could not be more obvious.

Oh, this afternoon, someone named Qin Hua invited me to dinner. I heard that this is Qin Song's son.

Qin Hua?

Li Aiguo frowned slightly and said:

Associate Director of Music Channel Programs?

Well, yes, that's Qin Hua.

Li Aiguo turned his head to look at Qin Song who was drinking with Ye Huixin, and frowned secretly.

Li Aiguo is not an extreme person, he understands the truth that when the water is clear, there are no fish.

Otherwise, it would not be sitting in the current position.

However, Qin Song and Qin Hua's father and son actually put their attention on Lin Xiaqing's head, so don't blame him Li Aiguo for being ruthless.

Qin Song may never have imagined that he had worked hard to transfer from the director of the local satellite TV to the imperial capital and to the national media. He had a bright future.

As a result, because of a sentence and a phone call from his son, he was transferred away again.

...

After the wine party was over, it was already 11 o'clock.

Because Lin Xiaqing was drinking red wine, there was no problem.

On the other hand, Chen Mo's drinking capacity was average, and he drank a lot of white wine. By the time the wine party was over, he had already drank too much. Although there was still no break, it was estimated that it was almost the same.

Xia Qing...Where are we going?

Qin Xiaoru and Song Yuling had been waiting outside the Imperial Hotel for a long time, and now they have been picked up by Chen Mo and Lin Xiaqing.

Let's go back to the hotel.

Lin Xiaqing supported Chen Mo, who was leaning on his shoulder, and said softly.

No... don't go to the hotel, let's go back... go home.

Chen Mo, who was waving with a big hand, should be completely broken.

We are in the imperial capital now, not in the magic capital, so we can't go home.

I don't care... I'm going home... You make me scallion oil... scallion oil noodles.

Lin Xiaqing is very embarrassed now.

Song Yuling was sitting in the co-pilot.

Chen Mo, you go to bed first, let's talk when you get off the bus.

No... Now let's say... you... still wear my... shirt to sleep at night... okay...

Chen Mo hugged Lin Xiaqing beside him, feeling dizzy, soft and extremely comfortable.

What shirt, Chen Mo, what nonsense are you talking about, you're drinking too much...

My... shirt, the white... colored one, just when you sleep... at my house...

woohoo hoo...

Just halfway through, Chen Mo was completely cut off and fell asleep on Lin Xiaqing's body.

That, Sister Ling, Chen Mo must have been drinking too much, he's talking nonsense...

At this time, Lin Xiaqing looked like a girl who was caught at the scene, her face flushed.

Ah? Xia Qing? What did you say? I'm sorry, I'm so tired today, I just fell asleep...

Qin Xiaoru, who was driving, glanced at Song Yuling next to him in surprise, and there was one word in his heart:

admire!

This wave of operation, full marks!