Abstract Art Award Winner

Chapter 223 No, buddy!
"No, sir, is this Zhou Le you photographed?"

Prairie Eagle: "Who is Zhou Le?"

"Grandpa, you really took a picture of Zhou Le. He does seem to be in Beijing recently."

"Who exactly is Zhou Le? Which young man is he?"

"Yes, that's Zhou Le. I'll tag you @AAAFitnessXiaoZhou."

"???"

"He has over 30 million followers?"

The old man was stunned; he hadn't expected Zhou Le to have so many fans.

He simply looked at the works that Zhou Le usually posted.

"He doesn't look like a fitness influencer at all. What kind of nonsense is he posting?"

The fans were also stunned.

When did Zhou Le change his name again?

AAA Fitness's Xiao Zhou?

Why does it look so much like a personal trainer selling classes at a gym?
abstract!

What celebrity changes their name like that every day?

Last time, I was buying local specialties from Shanxi through a proxy.

With the recent release of "Hidden Man," although there's less discussion, Jiang Wenxin's new film, with its confusing plot, chaotic narrative, and Zhou Le's nude run, still manages to occasionally capture public attention.

Zhou Le also discovered that he had gained another type of fan.

"Flesh powder".

"If you're lusting after someone's body, just say you're clinging to their body, instead of calling them 'body fans'." Zhou Le thought his fans were quite interesting sometimes.

They always come up with some fancy little words.

If that's the case, female celebrities have more fans who admire their bodies.

And those female internet celebrities who mainly flirt with the edge of reality, at least 90% of them are fans of their bodies.

However, it is usually the unattainable that is called "body powder".

Some people even compared Zhou Le to Captain America.

"How can you compare these? One is in front and the other is behind; they're completely different!"

noon.

Zhou Le glanced at the trending topics and found that people were still arguing.

Fans from both sides are voicing their opinions intensely, with all sorts of negative rumors flying around.

But now, as "Ne Zha" continues to climb at the box office, there are more and more voices predicting its demise.

In comparison, Weibo is still doing well, and Douyin is receiving widespread praise, while Xiaohongshu has become the hardest hit area.

"It feels like the hype surrounding 'Ne Zha' is getting more and more exaggerated."

"Is 'Ne Zha' being overhyped?"

Can I say I don't like "Ne Zha"?

Is the high box office of "Ne Zha" a tragedy for Chinese animated films?

"My child went astray after watching 'Ne Zha'."

Every time you swipe through the page, you see negative comments, and the more you look, the more there are. Zhou Le has no idea where these people come from.

Actually, this year's summer movie season was a real battle of titans.

Films like "Line Walker 2," "The Bravest," "The White Storm," and "Hidden Man," along with a host of foreign animated films, are mostly sequels to existing IPs, boasting a truly impressive lineup.

But among these films, "Ne Zha" stands out.

Zhou Le felt that a significant portion of these negative comments were quite reasonable. After all, it was indeed the first time he had made dumplings, and the character of Nezha needed to have distinct features, which some people found rather unreasonable.

However, there are still some people, Zhou Le, who believe that it's simply for the purpose of gaining traffic and creating accounts.

After all, there are quite a few people who genuinely dislike something and can offer their opinions.

However, the comments under those posts that are obviously biased or go against the majority are also highly similar.

"Sisters are so outspoken, remember to turn off comments."

"I don't dare to say anything bad, because I was chased and scolded for a long time after I said it last time."

"Exactly, what does the fact that 'Ne Zha' is the top-grossing film have to do with an ordinary person earning 3000 yuan a month?"

These are all examples of failed account creation attempts, or accounts created using information from other people's posts.

But after seeing many posts like this, people can quickly distinguish which ones are pure trolls.

"What will you do with your driftwood if you keep calling it that way?"

"Stop talking about those irrelevant things."

"What does it have to do with anything? It's supposed to boost the development of the surrounding area and promote the domestic economic cycle. People with limited education can only rely on topics like this to attract attention, and you haven't even managed to attract any. Aren't you angry?"

Afterwards, Zhou Le read many such posts, and without exception, they were all dissenting opinions, either unable to explain their points or simply copied content.

No nutrition at all.

The conflict between men and women, between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and family conflicts are all things that can attract attention.

"boring."

Zhou Le glanced at it and then turned it off.

These people won't affect the box office, and there's no need to pay them any attention.

Once you start paying attention, and fans say a few words, it immediately becomes "I'm depressed," "I'm back," "Don't laugh challenge," and then you start live-streaming to sell products.

After some time, Zhou Le accepted an invitation to attend the "Five-One Project Award" ceremony for promoting spiritual civilization.

There was no red carpet event or public appearance for this award. Although there were many media outlets, everyone stayed within their bounds.

At the same time, Zhou Le noticed that most of the people who went in were older.

Wearing a suit, he exudes the aura of someone in a high position.

They waited there for a while, and soon Xu Zheng and the others, along with Guo Fan, arrived.

"What a coincidence, everyone here for a meeting?"

Wu Jing greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, it was also good luck to be able to come, but I still have to congratulate Brother Jing on winning the award."

"Haha, guys, don't be so polite. Aren't you here to win awards too?"

They all smiled knowingly.

Indeed, in this kind of situation, simply being shortlisted is useless; those who can come are already confirmed candidates.

After all, when applying for such awards, one can only fill out some information and send it to the publicity department of the province or municipality before being approved for selection.

"Director Guo, are you reporting for Beijing this time?"

Wu Jing asked again.

“Yes, in Beijing. If I had filmed ‘Shanghai Fortress’ back then, it would definitely have been set in Shanghai,” Guo Fan said.

"But wasn't 'The Wandering Earth' filmed in Qingdao?" Zhou Le asked curiously.

Guo Fan smiled and said, "I originally considered Shandong as well, but then Beijing said so, so I went with them. After all, it's more stable here, and I'll be developing my career here in the future."

"understood."

However, among this group, the Medicine God went to Shanghai.

After entering the venue, the group was positioned at the back, surrounded by various leaders.

"Brother Jing, should I go up with you?"

Zhou Le asked in a low voice.

Here, Zhou Le didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"Come up with me in a bit. We'll be standing together with Guo Fan and Xu Zheng later."

"Brother, I was just asking casually, and it turns out I'm actually involved?"

"Of course, if it were just my one 'Wolf Warrior' movie, we might not need it, but I already asked around for you before. You actually came along with 'Wolf Warrior 2,' 'Dying to Survive,' and 'The Wandering Earth.' Plus, the leaders from the Municipal Party Committee's Propaganda Department all know you. After considering it, they decided to let you go up."

"Hey, this is great."

Zhou Le felt that he should definitely post about this on his WeChat Moments later.

You can also post it on Weibo.

This level of award is far superior to those film festivals.

"But Brother Jing, is there any prize money for this award?"

"Yes, six million."

Zhou Le: "!!!"

"You get six million, Director Wen gets six million, Director Guo gets six million, that adds up to eighteen million!"

"No way, you guys have to treat us to a meal later, one for each of you!"

"That is required!"

"However, this money is also tax-free."

Zhou Le: "???"

Two meals!

Zhou Le felt he had to eat a few meals of these big-time dog owners.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get over it. Not long after, the awards ceremony officially began.

This was also the highest-level conference Zhou Le had ever attended.

The leaders who give speeches, the leaders who appear on the big screen, the judges whose names are announced by the host—just their titles alone are enough to scare people to death.

They are at least leaders of the provincial-level publicity departments.

Zhou Le studied the leader's speech throughout, constantly taking notes in his notebook.

That is, the meeting rules were announced at the beginning, and no photos were allowed during the meeting. Otherwise, Zhou Le would have taken out his phone and taken pictures from beginning to end.

After the previous speech.

The first award presented is the Special Award.

Wu Jing listened to the award.

"What's changed this year? I remember that the organizational work award used to be the first one given out, and there were usually sixteen or seventeen recipients. Why isn't it there this year?"

Zhou Le couldn't understand any of this.

What is the Organizational Work Award?

"It's the propaganda departments of each province, who collect the money collectively."

"Oh," Zhou Le said, suddenly realizing.

There was no organizational award this year, but Zhou Le listened to the whole thing at the first special award ceremony, and in the end, he only heard about it from "If National Treasures Could Talk (Seasons 1 and 2)".

Zhou Le had never heard of any of the remaining documentaries, movies, TV series, or books.

"I think I should go back and strengthen my education on moral and ethical conduct, and learn more about these works."

Zhou Le thought to himself.

I've been letting myself go too much lately, spending all my time either working or playing games.

"That makes sense. I'll make a list later and buy some books to read first."

Soon it came to the topic of movies.

Guo Fan, Wen Muye, Xu Zheng, Wu Jing, and Zhou Le went on stage together.

Although the position was on the side, at least I got to go on stage.

Zhou Le was a little excited.

No matter how they usually are, they dare not say a word at this moment.

Arranged from left to right: Guo Fan, Wu Jing, Wen Muye, Xu Zheng, Zhou Le.

Because the names are called out in this order.

Therefore, Guo Fan had to stand in the first position.

Zhou Le was very envious.

I'm just riding on the coattails of the big shots this time. Although I put in a lot of effort in these movies, I can't very well represent "The Wandering Earth" on stage.

That doesn't make sense.

But looking at the current situation, apart from leaders of various ministries, it seems that only film, television, documentary, director, theater director, radio drama screenwriter, singer, and book author can get promoted.

The rest depends on fate.

Each time a work was read aloud, the corresponding leader would raise the trophy in a gesture of appreciation.

Several middle-aged directors stood in the back and smiled at the camera the whole time.

However, another work that Zhou Le knew was "Operation Red Sea" which was released along with it.

Zhou Le stood on the stage and saw Huang Jingyu sitting below.

Huang Jingyu was also looking at Zhou Le at this moment.

His eyes were full of envy and doubt.

Despite the distance, Zhou Le still managed to see the meaning Huang Jingyu was trying to convey in his eyes.

"Dude, how did you get up there? Aren't we all actors? How could this be?"

Zhou Le remained silent, only smiling.

After the film awards were announced, they prepared to leave the stage, but as they were leaving, the staff responsible for maintaining order in the venue stopped some people.

These are all the ones that will be presented at the next TV drama awards ceremony.

At the same time, Zhou Le was also stopped.

"I?"

Zhou Le was dumbfounded.

It's normal for the ministry leaders to go on stage later, but what's wrong with me?

"Like a Flowing River".

Zhou Le suddenly realized.

But at the same time, I was also a little curious.

Why did "Like a Flowing River" also put itself on the show?
Shouldn't it be Kong Sheng himself?
Finally, Zhou Le went up again, completely bewildered.

Then we saw Huang Jingyu below, completely shocked.

"Hey buddy, why are you up there again?"

Zhou Le remained silent, only smiling.

To be honest, Zhou Le had only heard of one TV series, "Like a Flowing River."

I don't know the rest.

Finally, the next segment was opera, which Zhou Le couldn't get on even if he wanted to.

Huang Jingyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"We're finally down."

Although he hadn't had much contact with Zhou Le, he thought Zhou Le was quite interesting and indeed capable.

As a friend, he hopes Zhou Le will get better and better.

Hopefully, we'll have the opportunity to collaborate again in the future.

But everyone has a heart, and seeing Zhou Le on stage must have made them feel a little jealous.

After all, Zhou Le debuted earlier than him, and he had already started acting in serious dramas a long time ago.

You have to treat me to dinner later.

Huang Jingyu secretly took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Zhou Le.

Zhou Le felt his phone vibrate.

Since it was currently the actors, directors, and screenwriters' turn to perform, I took out my phone as well.

After seeing Huang Jingyu's message.

He immediately typed a reply.

"Don't even think about hiring me. I'm just there to make up the numbers. I won't even get the bonus, and I'll still have to eat out myself. Go find your 'Operation Red Sea' team."

Zhou Le came down and observed for a while.

From the beginning until now, the Publicity Department of the Beijing Municipal Committee has not come down.

The others, to varying degrees, are rotated.

However, Zhou Le has some experience in TV dramas and movies, but he knows nothing about opera and radio dramas.

I felt a sense of pride after seeing the "Heroes of Lüliang" published in the Shanxi newspaper.

Finally, several tens of minutes later...

The radio drama has finished airing.

And finally, it's time for the song.

Zhou Le felt that he was definitely more familiar with the songs, since he listened to a wide variety of music, including some mainstream songs.

However, just as he was preparing to listen carefully...

Suddenly, a staff member ran over.

"Teacher Zhou, Teacher Zhou, it's your turn to perform again."

Zhou Le: "How come this involves me?"

"Is it a mistake?"

The staff looked at the roster with names, seat numbers, and works written on it.

"That's right, it's you! Isn't 'Heaven and Earth Dragon Scales' your song?"

Zhou Le: "The Dragon Scales of Heaven and Earth?"

"Oh!"

"Because the commercial performance rights are with the Palace Museum, I haven't sung this song much, and I've almost forgotten about it."

Zhou Le slapped his forehead.

But whether it's Wu Jing, Wen Mu, or Guo Fan, weren't they all notified in advance?

"Nobody told me this beforehand."

Although Zhou Le was puzzled, he still followed her up.

When Huang Jingyu saw Zhou Le stand up again, he initially thought it was to make room for others, but then he saw Zhou Le walk directly onto the stage.

"No, buddy!"

(End of this chapter)