The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 574 is very suitable.
Of course, such a vast ocean needs support, and the reason why public intellectuals are so arrogant is that they originally received support in this regard.

But now the tables have turned. Capital firms led by Mingdeng Media and ST Capital have declared that they are going to make money from the movie "Man Jiang Hong" and will deal with anyone who tries to stop them.

Meanwhile, state-owned enterprises, led by China Film Group, also stated that "The Promise" was a huge flop, and "The Banquet" was an incompetent failure. Now, their achievements depend on "Man Jiang Hong." They don't remember who didn't affect their achievements, but they definitely remember who did.

Although this cannot completely stop some people from making certain voices and stirring up trouble, after all, *** could be 50 cents or 5 cents.

However, major portal websites have to give this matter some serious consideration, so they've started using tactics like traffic restrictions and excluding certain content from search results.

So, it's fine for you to publish articles on our blog, community, and special sections, but whether netizens can see them is another matter entirely.

Of course, there will still be people writing articles in traditional media criticizing it. It's 07 now, not 17, but that doesn't matter. It won't have much of an impact. This time, we can truly say that the eyes of the people are discerning.

Well, the main reason is that the action scenes are exciting enough. Although Zou Zhaolong's villain is very imposing, he also suffers setbacks time and time again, which does not make the audience feel uncomfortable.

The final scene of mourning in the city greatly satisfied the audience's simple emotions, and its box office performance and word-of-mouth—especially among ordinary people—were naturally excellent.

"This is all thanks to me," Xu Jiuyang boasted smugly.

However, her father, who came to Beijing for the New Year, didn't see it that way: "I didn't see you playing a role in it."

“That’s because I’m the producer. Do you even know what a producer means?” Xu Jiuyang retorted.

However, his father didn't care and just kept nagging: "You say you admire Yue Fei, but I haven't seen you play a role in it."

Forget it, he's my own father, I can't hit him, and besides, that's all I miss about him, so let him nag.

On the surface, his mother seemed fine, but whenever she had the chance, she would pull him aside and ask, "Are you really okay like this?"

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems." Xu Jiuyang would always reassure him like this, then sigh helplessly in his heart.

Nothing more. This time, besides Fan staying at his villa with his two children, Sister Yuanyuan also came with Tangyuan. It wasn't said that ex-wives can't see their ex-husbands, was it?

So in this house, all you can see are the three children playing around... well, Roubao and Jiaozi are still too small, they can only crawl on the bed or in their own rooms, while Tangyuan can stagger around everywhere.

The two wives were chatting and laughing, and seemed to be getting along very well. Such a scene is really rare—at least my mother has never seen it before, so it's natural for her to worry.

Xu Jiuyang couldn't say for sure either. Well, not only did they get along well, but they also cooperated with each other.

At that time, while my mother was overjoyed, she was probably also more worried.

Fortunately, no conflicts arose from beginning to end, and my parents came and left in relatively good spirits.

Relieved, Xu Jiuyang tidied himself up and then went with Sister Yuanyuan to the Gao family to apologize.

The reason she came to his place for the New Year was because she finally confessed to her family that she was not only married and divorced, but also had a child.

The main issue is that Gao's mother has never been in good health. Although Yuanyuan improved her medical care after she made a lot of money, and she is usually similar to a normal person, it's hard to say what might happen if she experiences a major shock.

Under these circumstances, Yuanyuan naturally couldn't tell her family about what seemed absurd to ordinary people—her relationship with someone.

"The reason we chose now is, of course, because Tangyuan has grown up enough to be taken out freely," Sister Yuanyuan said earnestly after leaving the Gao family.

“Alright…” Xu Jiuyang said dryly.

However, this was indeed a good idea. When he came to the Gao family today, he had mentally prepared himself, determined to endure no matter how harsh their insults were. Unexpectedly, Gao's parents and older brother did not seem to care about the matter. They simply listened to his account of the whole story of how he and Sister Yuanyuan had ended up together, and then didn't say anything more.

Mr. Gao even pulled him aside, putting on an air of "I'm entrusting my daughter to you," and had a heart-to-heart talk with him.

Xu Jiuyang was still a little nervous until he saw Tangyuan run out, rush into Gao Ma's arms and call out "Grandma," and Gao Ma had a very happy smile.

"But...it wasn't just Tangyuan's doing, was it?" He glanced at the little guy sitting in the stroller and couldn't help but ask again in a low voice.

"Yes, I also told my parents that I don't have any advantage when facing Fan Bingbing, Li Yunxin, and Angela, so I can only strike first," Yuanyuan said very frankly.

Xu Jiuyang could only sigh inwardly. Although it was only one sentence, he knew that Sister Yuanyuan must have said more than that.

But... it's a good thing in the end, isn't it?

"Don't forget about Ranran's matter," Sister Yuanyuan suddenly said.

"Of course I won't forget..." Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but chuckle.

Although Fan shouldn't cause any trouble, and all she needs to do is consider the expressions of the Civil Affairs Bureau staff and ask them to keep it a secret, the thought of Li Dabai and Sister Yuanyuan's subtle relationship makes her feel like she's become a fertility goddess, or rather, a fertility crane.

"And Yinyin, you promised her too," Sister Yuanyuan continued to remind her.

"Don't worry, I think she's still very interested, she just thinks it's a bit exaggerated." Xu Jiuyang shrugged.

"So, in your opinion, why does Yin Yin think that becoming the first Miss World from the mainland is a bit of an exaggeration?" Sister Yuan Yuan asked with a smile.

"Hmm..." Xu Jiuyang subtly rolled his eyes. How would I know? I can't read minds... Wait a minute!

"Because...me?" he asked tentatively.

"You even know that?" Sister Yuanyuan said teasingly, then reached out and patted the little guy's head in the stroller. "Tangyuan, quickly say that Daddy is a bad guy."

"Papa, yee, weird egg!" Tangyuan exclaimed happily.

Xu Jiuyang couldn't help but sigh. After Zhang Lei drove the car over, he took the initiative to open the door and help the mother and daughter upstairs.

There's no way around it; if a child spends more time with their mother, they're bound to listen to her more.

“I will explain everything clearly to Yin Yin,” he said.

Zhang Yin hesitated simply because she felt that since someone was already famous, if she were to become the first Miss World, she might not be able to go shopping with him anymore.

But this silly girl doesn't seem to realize that even if she's not the first Miss World from mainland China, does that mean she can go shopping with him? Doesn't he seem to be evolving into a shut-in these days?

However, on the other hand, there were many reasons why she participated in the Miss World pageant and won the crown in her previous life. In this life, she can just follow Sister Yuanyuan. Why does she still need to participate in the pageant?

After the car started moving, Xu Jiuyang asked the question, and Yuanyuan's answer was simple: "Because she's very suitable."

"It suits you well?" He was somewhat surprised, but not entirely.

"Yes, she has a certain family background, she's one of us, she has modeling experience, and her own qualities are fine. Besides, she has my support," Sister Yuanyuan replied with a shrug.

(End of this chapter)