Abstract Art Award Winner

Zhou Le felt that his guest strategy was quite good.

It's like Huang Bo has no problem singing, and he has his own songs, but he just can't put together enough for a concert, and there aren't that many listeners.

But that doesn't stop him from being a guest at other people's concerts, and the sparks generated by these crossover collaborations are quite effective.

Zhou Le recalled that Mayday released a new album and recorded music videos for several of the songs, in which Huang Bo participated. Huang Bo also appeared as a guest at some events.

And so, Zhou Le drove all the way to Nazha's building. Just as he picked up his phone, it rang by itself: "Le'er, where are you? I'm all ready and can leave anytime."

"Isn't this a coincidence? I'm right downstairs from your house. You'll see me as soon as you come down."

"Then I'll go down now."

Not long after, Zhou Le saw Nazha coming down in high heels. Zhou Le glanced over and thought, "Wow, is this the real-life leading lady?"

She looks so good even in formal attire, it's absolutely amazing.

But after the other person got into the car, Zhou Le took another look.

This outfit doesn't look cheap. Although there's no logo on it and you can't tell what brand it is, most of the time, you can't tell what brand an artist's clothes are just by looking at the style.

Although Zhou Le couldn't tell what style it was, he could tell that the outfit cost at least 40,000 yuan.

The top and pants definitely cost over ten thousand, the shirt underneath was probably seven or eight thousand, and the earrings and belt together probably cost over ten thousand.

"Great! This outfit suits you perfectly. Anyone who didn't know you would think you were the daughter of a high-ranking official. Your bone structure is just too good."

Zhou Le was generous with his praise.

As he spoke, he turned off the dashcam in the car to prevent anything that shouldn't be recorded from being captured.

Seeing Zhou Le's actions, Nazha smiled and said, "I put together this carefully. I could roughly guess what kind of clothes you would wear, so don't you think our outfits today actually match quite well?"

"That's true. Not to mention your clothes, even your makeup and hairstyle today suit me very well."

"Haha, you're so good with words. Let's go then."

Zhou Le slowly started the car. While driving, Zhou Le also talked about today's arrangements. After all, he had been attending meetings a lot before, so he had gained some experience.

"When we get there, we'll go to the cafeteria for lunch first. After we finish eating, we'll go upstairs and see if any of the people I know are there. If they are, we'll go in and say hello, chat with them, and it's never a bad thing to get to know them."

Then there's the meeting. We can see where our seats are when we go in later. It'll probably last all morning, and you can't use your phone during these meetings because reporters will be filming the whole thing.

"Okay, I got it. Don't worry, I can still pretend for a whole morning. Actually, these kinds of meetings aren't very interesting, but sometimes you just have to go, right?"

"After the meeting in the morning, we'll have lunch. After lunch, we can chat with the people or rest at the hotel and continue in the afternoon."

Naza thought for a moment and said, "I'd rather not. I feel like I won't be able to rest for long at home. I might as well take a walk, or even just sit in the car. Besides, wearing this outfit, my makeup will be ruined if I move around. I'll have to redo it this afternoon. If I just find somewhere to stay for a while, I can just touch it up later."

"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll bring you back after the meeting."

Upon hearing this, Naza instinctively rolled her eyes at Zhou Le.

"Send it back? Why send it back?"

"No, if I pulled you out, shouldn't I bring you back? I can't just leave you there alone, can I?"

Naza sighed, "Oh, it was I who was presumptuous. I thought you wanted to spend New Year's Eve with me. Well, you're busy with so many things, you can go back later. It was wrong of me to rush you like this, and it hurts my heart to see you hurt."

Zhou Le felt a headache coming on when he heard this.

"Stop, stop, stop! Your whole thing sounds like an old sow wearing a bra. Where did you learn all this?"

"Haha, don't worry about where I learned that, just go about your business, little brother."

"No, no, I'm not busy, really, please stop talking about it. I'm so afraid of this. I don't have anything to do. I was just thinking about getting you out and sending you back. I didn't even think about New Year's Eve. It's really my fault. I've been too busy lately, so I haven't been paying attention to the time. I only remembered that I had a meeting on the 31st and forgot about New Year's Eve. But I haven't picked out a place or anything. Have you decided where to go for New Year's Eve? Otherwise, I can look it up and see which places are more interesting after we get there."

"It's okay, I know you didn't think about these things. I've already made all the arrangements. You just need to drive, and I'll take care of the rest."

"As expected of Sister Nazha, she's so generous. You know, maybe other people's childhood dream is to be a scientist, a teacher, or an astronaut, but my childhood dream is to be kept by someone. I remember when I was in elementary school, I watched the TV series you acted in, and I thought to myself, 'I wish I could be kept by you.'"

I never imagined my dream would actually come true. It's true what they say, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night.

Naza is not as silly as she appears on the surface, nor is she some kind of stupid beauty; in fact, she is quite quick-witted.

"Wait a minute, think about whether what you said is right? What does 'thinking about something all day' mean? You'd better mean it is really 'all day'."

"Yeah, I'm telling the truth. Otherwise, how could this thing be fake?"

"What do you mean, 'real' or 'fake'? Are you talking about a verb or a noun?"

"It will be all right."

"Haha, I knew it."

"What do you know? You just know everything, but I didn't say anything."

"I know you just want to 'mmm' me without me saying it."

"What? What does 'uh-huh' mean? I don't understand what you're saying at all."

"Hmph, you know perfectly well what's going on in your head. You're the one who knows it best. But if you don't want to, then forget it. You can always go and 'do it' to someone else."

"Hey, look how anxious you are. When did I ever 'go to someone else'? I've always been a very clean person, okay? You can't slander me like that, or I'll sue you for defamation!"

As Zhou Le said this, he was thinking of Dilraba, who played "Santa Claus" at Christmas not long ago. To be honest, Dilraba was really tough. In terms of physical fitness alone, she was many levels better than Gulnazar. After all, she had a lot of work and had to maintain her figure by working out. Her physical strength was naturally incomparable to Gulnazar, who was already preparing to relax.

Currently, Gulnazar is just relaxing at Tangren Media. She works when there's work and rests when there isn't. She occasionally appears on variety shows, but they're not very tiring; she just needs to sit there and say a few words.

Not long after, they arrived at their destination. As soon as they entered, Zhou Le asked the security guard where the cafeteria was. After receiving a reply, he parked his car in the parking lot, grabbed his things, and headed straight for the cafeteria.

I found some food, ate a little, and then went upstairs.

First, I went to the meeting room and saw that my seat was right next to Nazha's. I didn't know who arranged it, but I guessed it was one of my CP fans. After all, it's usually the younger people who do things like writing names on water cups, while older people usually just need to check.

We can't expect the boss to come and set out the water glasses and chairs himself, can we?
Seeing that the seats were next to each other, Zhou Le felt relieved. Otherwise, he didn't know anyone here. Although there were probably other artists coming at the same time, they hadn't sent him the list, so he didn't know who was coming. Therefore, sitting with familiar people was not so boring.

Before coming, he was thinking that if the seats weren't together, as long as everyone was in the same row, he could just switch them, it wouldn't matter anyway.

It was only after Zhou Le arrived that he discovered that among the people he knew were Chen Daomin, Wu Jing, Yang Zi, Xiao Shenyang, and Yu Hewei.

Zhou Le didn't know what criteria were used to select them. Although Wu Jing and Chen Daomin were chosen because of their status and rank, and because they were both locals, Zhou Le felt that everyone below was about the same. It was fine for them to come over, but it was also fine for them to be replaced by someone else.

"Teacher Chen, it's been a long time! What have you been up to all this time?"

Upon meeting, Zhou Le immediately went up to shake hands.

"What else could I be busy with? It's almost the end of the year, so I'm preparing for a stage play, and there's also a lot going on with the Film Association. But why have you been filming idol movies lately? You should cherish your reputation. After all, you're an actor, especially someone as talented as you."

"Hi, Teacher Chen, I'm just tired of playing serious roles, so I'm going to act in a few idol movies to change things up. Of course, I can't lose my skills."

"Well, it's good that you know what you're doing. Anyway, I won't say much more to you. You're smarter than most people, and you know what you want."

"Haha, Teacher Chen, you flatter me too much. If possible, I would still like to give me more criticism. After all, people have to accept criticism if they want to become better."

"Then I won't say, lest your fans scold me."

"What? They dare to insult you? Teacher Chen, I'll message your agent right away and contact the technical team to find everyone who insulted you. I'll personally reply to each and every one of them. I don't know what anyone was thinking, daring to insult Teacher Chen."

"Haha, stop with your smooth talk, I don't like listening to that."

Zhou Le laughed and said, "Then I'll study it properly again later and see how I can be more slick and smooth-talking, and make the 'slickness' more refreshing."

"Look, this is what it means to be 'refreshingly oily'. I've noticed that you young people these days think really fast; I can't keep up."

Zhou Le waved his hand: "No way, I think the more experience you have, the smarter you become. I can't compare to Teacher Chen, and even when I'm with Teacher Nazha, I feel like my brain sometimes isn't up to the task."

"Haha, that's true. Naza looks very smart and has a lively personality. If you want to improve your acting skills in the future, you can talk to Zhou Le more, or practice more in stage plays. You have the ability, but there are some aspects that are slightly lacking. It would be great if you could make up for that."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Le realized that Chen Daomin was giving Nazha some pointers.

After all, he mentioned himself first before talking about the play.

The purpose of doing this is to promote oneself.

Otherwise, it would be talking about the play first and then about oneself. Although it's just a change of order, you have to consider these things when chatting with such a person.

Chen Daomin's statement was indeed a sign of his optimism and encouragement for Nazha, but it also directly pointed out that Nazha's acting skills were not very good.

"Thank you for your guidance, Teacher Chen. I will study hard with Teacher Zhou later. I will ask him for help if I don't understand something. Once I have practiced enough, I will try out the play you mentioned."

That's all Nazha can say for now. She can't exactly say, "I have no interest in stage plays, and I've already made enough money. I'll just give up from now on."

That would be tantamount to courting death.

"Yes, don't let his age fool you. He's very capable. I've never seen anyone more talented than him among young people, especially when it comes to acting, not other areas."

Chen Daomin spoke succinctly, and after chatting for a while, Wu Jing arrived.

When Wu Jing saw Zhou Le, he didn't need to say much; he immediately gave her a tight hug.

Zhou Le knew Wu Jing's personality, so he hugged him with extra force.

"Hey, be gentle. I'm the vice chairman of the Film Association now. Why are you picking me up? If people see this, they'll think I'm too short."

Zhou Le didn't say anything, but just looked at the top of the other person's head and then at the other person's feet.

"No, what the hell do you mean? You think I'm short? Believe me or not, I can jump up and break your nose with one punch."

Zhou Le: "I believe you, of course I believe you. But Jing-ge, just let me know when you need to call. You don't have to go through all that trouble and jump. I can just squat down."

"Heh, it's been a while. Your words seem even more venomous now. What brings you here with Nazha today?"

"Yes, it was on the way, so we came together."

Wu Jing didn't ask any further questions. After all, seeing the two of them appear at the same time, how could he not know what it meant?
They're all in the same industry, but compared to others, Zhou Le is one of the cleanest ones.

The fact that the two of them are appearing at the same time means either they were together last night, or they are planning to stay together tonight. There are only these two options, and there are generally no other possibilities.

"Alright, we brothers have nothing to talk about. Come on, I'll take you two to meet the other people. We're just killing time anyway, the meeting won't start for a while."

With Wu Jing leading the way, things became much easier for Zhou Le. He knew some of the leaders here, and they all remembered his name and chatted quite warmly with him.

He even asked himself if he had a girlfriend.

Zhou Le's answer was no, because he wanted to focus on his career at the moment, as he was in the rising phase of his career and had no plans to date.

He did this because he was worried that if his superior decided to marry his daughter to him, it would be a complete waste of her time. (End of Chapter)