Abstract Art Award Winner

"Ranked tenth?"

Zhou Le thought for a moment, and since Huang Zitao could go up, he answered, "Lu Han?"

"No, Lu Han's ranking should be after fifteenth."

"What about Jay Chou?"

"Not at all."

"Lin Chi-ling?"

"Lin Chih-ling is also quite high up, but because this is slightly more male-oriented, she is in twelfth place."

Zhou Le guessed many names but couldn't figure it out.

"Tenth is Tian Xiwei, the one from your studio, Xiao Tian."

Zhou Le: "???"

"What? She's ranked tenth? Why?"

Zhou Le didn't think Tian Xiwei wasn't qualified to be included, but Tian Xiwei, like himself, had never been outside the area. How could she be ranked so high? Besides, there were many celebrities ahead of her.

"Haha, look at you, you don't even care about your own people. Because in May of this year, 'Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace' was broadcast on satellite TV in Japan. At first, people liked Zhou Xun the most in that drama, but later some people found that Tian Xiwei was also very beautiful, so they searched for Tian Xiwei's previous photos and works online."

Afterwards, people were amazed by her beauty, and then she became a sensation on the Japanese internet, and now many boys and girls adore her.

"I never expected that Oda would have such a high reputation over there."

"Indeed, I also felt a bit incredulous when I saw the news, but Oda is indeed very popular there. Even after the release of 'Story of Yanxi Palace' this year, many Japanese netizens said that they wanted TV Tokyo to import it as soon as possible."

As Guo Fan was speaking, Zhao Jinmai, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but chime in.

"And Brother Le, not only Sister Tian Xiwei, Sister Zhou Ye is also very famous over there."

"Because you and Sister Xiwei have been very popular over there during this period, many people have also found out about your relationship. They know that Sister Xiwei is an artist in your agency, and then they also saw Sister Zhou Ye."

Because the "bad girl" archetype is considered a subculture there, many people like her. When I was watching it online, a lot of male otaku said they wanted to be stared at by Zhou Ye's eyes forever; it was so creepy.

"what about me?"

Hearing that Tian Xiwei and Zhou Ye had both become famous, Yu Shuxin couldn't wait to ask about herself.

"Sister Shuxin, you're on the list too, and they all say you're so cute."

Seeing Yu Shuxin's happy expression, Zhou Le thought that's how girls are. Even though they usually get along well, they still compare themselves to each other. They don't necessarily compare who comes first or last in the rankings, but at least they have to be on the list.

However, Zhou Le felt that if Zhao Jinmai had a system, his experience points would definitely increase by two points. Although he hadn't paid attention to these things, Yu Shuxin didn't have any particularly outstanding works at the moment. She was only famous in the domestic fan circle, which was still a bit lacking in terms of popularity.

Even if they manage to get up there, they'll be among the lower-ranked people.

Three hours later, the plane landed in Tokyo. However, this time, in addition to the main personnel, they also had staff members with them, so they didn't have to carry their own luggage.

As Guo Fan exited the station, he casually pulled out sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.

"Director Guo, that's not fair of you. Why did you secretly hide sunglasses? Are you the only handsome one? Are we supposed to be your foil?" Zhou Le immediately expressed his dissatisfaction.

Guo Fan laughed: "Then I'll put it on you?"

Zhou Le waved his hand: "I don't want it. Belated affection is worthless. It's too late to say that now."

Guo Fan was speechless for a moment: "The way you're talking makes it sound like there's something going on between us. If you don't want it, then don't." He then turned to Zhao Jinmai: "Where's Xiao Zhao?"

"I want."

So Guo Fan took off his sunglasses and put them on Zhao Jinmai.

The airport was huge, and the group was quickly recognized as they walked through it.

"It's Zhou Le!"

Before long, a few girls with blond hair gathered around.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhou Le?"

But the Japanese girl was speaking Japanese, and seeing how excited the girls were, but what came out of their mouths was a string of gibberish, Zhou Le was able to understand his name.

"Yes, it's me."

Although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I could roughly guess from their expressions.

"what!"

Several girls immediately became excited.

They couldn't understand what Zhou Le was saying, but they could see him nodding.

Then they started chattering away again. Zhou Le felt that the content was probably something about how much they liked him, because as they talked, they took out notebooks and pens from their bags.

Faced with enthusiastic fans from a foreign land, Zhou Le also signed autographs for them.

The girls followed them out, but they couldn't understand a word they were saying. Zhou Le tried to communicate with them in English, and they could understand English, but their spoken English was very difficult for Zhou Le to understand.

"Why do they have this accent when they speak English? It sounds so strange."

The group struggled to communicate like this.

When they arrived at the exit, they looked up and saw that the area outside was already packed with people. There was a cordon set up and staff members were maintaining order.

Zhou Le noticed with his sharp eyes that many people in the crowd were holding signs with their names on them.

"No way, Brother Fan, you told me before that I was pretty popular here, and I thought it was just so-so, but isn't this scale a bit too much?"

"Really? It's alright. They all have idols here, and they're all pretty enthusiastic. Haven't you seen those videos of girl group performances where the audience is completely filled with cheering fans? It's like military training."

"I've seen the video, but these people..."

"Haha, actually I already knew you had a fan club here, so I contacted your assistant Xiao Su a while ago and asked her to arrange for someone here to pick you up at the airport, planning to give you a surprise."

Zhou Le was indeed pleasantly surprised. Back in China, he was always blocked by people at the airport, but he didn't want to affect other passengers' travel, so he would always take those fans to a corner to chat for a few minutes, take a group photo, and then leave.

But it doesn't matter abroad. We've seen this kind of thing all the time at airports here. Although the security guards are also having a headache, they quickly set up a cordon.

"I feel like a big star right now."

Zhao Jinmai knew that although these people were not there to pick her up, she still felt very happy to be surrounded by so many people.

After a while, it was probably an international student who took the lead and called out "Zhou Le" in Chinese. Gradually, it evolved into everyone calling out Zhou Le's name together.

Upon hearing this overwhelming sound, Zhou Le suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

The fans' voices gradually faded away.

Then Zhou Le took the lead.

"Zhou Le!"

The fans immediately understood and shouted in response.

He shouted it three times in a row, and the fans shouted it three times in response.

"Guo Fan!"

Zhou Le suddenly changed his tune, which confused the fans, but they still started calling out Guo Fan's name again.

"dumpling!"

Japanese fans: "Gyoza!"

"Gong Ge'er!"

Japanese fans: "Gong Ge'er!"

"Zhao Jinmai".

Japanese fans: "Zhao Jinmai!" "China!"

Japanese fans: "China!"

"China!"

Japanese fans: "China!"

When they heard "China" and "中国" at the end, they could actually understand it, but they still enthusiastically kept shouting along.

Zhou Le saw that the international students inside were incredibly excited, and they were the ones shouting the loudest.

Then the shouts that followed all became "China" and "China".

After they stepped out of the cordon, the fans started to surge forward again, trying to rush over. However, the international student fan group members standing at the far end immediately began to maintain order. After a few shouts, the fans behind them also lined up in a seemingly respectable manner.

From a distance, it looked like they were marching in a square formation; wherever Zhou Le went, they went.

"Did you bring your military training routine here with you?"

Guo Fan was increasingly surprised.

"I don't know either. It must have been a few of our Chinese fans who organized this."

"Haha, that's great."

Once outside, Zhou Le found a relatively open space, got his suitcase, stepped onto it, took out his phone, opened the camera, and held it up.

“Follow me.”

I say China.

Zhou Le said a couple of sentences in English.

Then I took a few photos.

"Unbelievable!"

"I'll talk about China."

Zhou Le then took a few more pictures.

Zhou Le's English proficiency is limited to being able to understand most articles, but he may not be able to recall what he said himself, but it is sufficient for this occasion.

Then he jumped off the suitcase and looked at the translator next to him: "Could you translate this for them? Say 'China' because when you shout this word, the corners of your mouth turn up, which makes the photo look better, so everyone can shout it like that when taking pictures."

The translators were their own people, so the translations were quickly sent out. Even after they got outside, the fans were still shouting their encouragement.

Sitting in the car, Zhou Le couldn't help but reminisce about what had just happened. He didn't want to get involved in any fandom in China, but it didn't matter to him abroad.

If it weren't for this, I doubt those people would have been able to shout along with me.

But not long after the car started driving, the driver suddenly said that someone was following behind.

Zhou Le turned his head and saw that there were indeed several cars following them.

Are these fans really that crazy?

Zhou Le felt that these people were too fanatical.

"It's alright, don't worry about them, let's go back to the hotel."

Back at the hotel, the organizers of the Tokyo International Film Festival came over to meet with them.

They also stated that guests from China would be assigned to a separate floor, with security personnel stationed at the stairwells and elevators. People without work permits would not be allowed to enter this floor, and no one else would be allowed to disturb them.

They didn't have much to do on the first day, so they agreed to rest for two hours before going out for a walk.

Since the crew of "The Captain" hadn't arrived yet, Zhou Le stayed in his room. After a while, when no one else came, Guo Fan and Jiaozi arrived.

"Brother Le, when you have some free time, let's go out for a walk. We've come all this way, we should at least have some fun, right?"

Guo Fan said.

"Aren't we going out for a walk this afternoon? We can also take a stroll in the evening."

"That's different. What I mean is to go somewhere unique. We're all going together this afternoon, but it's definitely not a place suitable for Shuxin and Xiao Zhao."

Zhou Le understood instantly, then looked at the dumpling: "What do you mean?"

"I'm fine with some things, but there are some I can't do. You guys just have fun."

Guo Fan laughed and said, "Look, you've got the wrong idea. The 'specialty' we're talking about is the local specialty, not the two words separated. How about this, we each write down a place we want to go, and then we can go there when we have some free time."

"also."

Afterwards, each of them tore off a hotel note and wrote down the destinations they wanted to visit.

After writing it, I opened it again.

The dumpling was labeled Disney.

Guo Fan wrote about bars.

Finally, Zhou Le unfolded.

Both of them were stunned.

"A maid cafe?"

"Yes, don't you want to go? Don't you want to eat some really delicious omelet rice?"

Both of them were speechless. Two people whose combined age was almost seventy years old going to a maid cafe?
"Okay, it's settled."

In the afternoon, they went out for a walk, went up the Tokyo Skytree, and strolled around the streets. They were still recognized by many people, but it wasn't enough to cause a large-scale riot.

I tried some local specialties in the evening.

As they ate, the group sighed, "We don't know where to find good food anymore. Let's see if there are any Chinese restaurants around here. I've heard there are quite a few Sichuan restaurants."

After dinner, they weren't satisfied at all, and in the middle of the night they got together again and each ate a bowl of instant noodles.

The next day was a film screening.

There are two events here. The first is the Tokyo International Film Festival, and the second is the China Film Week.

At the Tokyo International Film Festival screenings, only two Chinese films were invited to participate: one was called "Under the White Clouds" and the other was "The Wandering Earth".

Later, at the China Film Week, all the films on display were Chinese films.

Standing in the crowd.

Zhou Le looked at the people coming and going, most of whom were foreign faces. However, Guo Fan had many people from Japan, South Korea, Europe and the United States handing over their business cards. After all, "The Wandering Earth" was indeed a good film, and it would be good for everyone to get to know each other, in case there was a chance for a remake in the future.

As Zhou Le stood there, he suddenly saw a group of people walking towards him in the distance.

These people were clearly locals, but while everyone else looked unfamiliar, there was one person in the crowd who looked very familiar.

Clearly, the other side had also seen this side.

So he walked over.

"Hello, I am Fumiharu Kizaki, the director of 'No Longer Human'."

The other person spoke in Japanese, but there was a translator nearby to help translate.

Dumpling immediately reached out and shook hands with the other person.

"No Longer Human" is also an animated film, so the two are actually colleagues.

Then the director, Fumiharu Kizaki, began introducing the people around him.

Starring Mamoru Miyano.

But when it came to introducing the voice actress for the female lead, Zhou Le suddenly spoke up: "I know her, it's Kana Hanazawa. I can even sing your songs." (End of Chapter)