The red carpet is not attractive to them at all, so they might as well go in early and blow on the heater.

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Backstage at the International Convention Center.

In a studio command room, Zhang Chong, director of Hengyu's external relations department, and Wang Wei, CEO of Tudou Video, were sitting there.

In the command car outside, a professional executive from Sohu was directing the red carpet scene.

Zhang Chong looked at red carpet No. 1, nodded with satisfaction, and smiled at Wang Wei: "Mr. Wang, the red carpet is stable, there shouldn't be anything wrong!"

"No...look here."

Wang Wei shook his head slightly and pointed at the screen of the monitor. The guests who were walking fast on red carpet No. 2 smiled bitterly and said: "They are still not well prepared. These guests are different from celebrities. It doesn't matter whether they go on the red carpet or not."

"In professional award ceremonies, some guests do not walk on the red carpet and go directly to another guest channel."

The rules of most award ceremonies are that except for special invitations, only nominees can walk on the red carpet.

For other people, no matter how big their status is and how popular they are, they can only go through another guest channel.

The purpose of this is to ensure that the nominees of that session are popular and not let others steal the limelight.

This is how the current Chinese film festival is run.

In a few years, the situation will change. In order to build momentum for the awards ceremony, the organizers will allow celebrity artists other than award nominees to walk on the red carpet to gain popularity.

You rub against me, I rub against you, we complement each other!

On the red carpet number two.

Fang Ziheng and Lin Feifei quietly got out of an Audi A8 and walked into the infield with brisk steps.

Entering the inner court, Concubine Lin took off her sunglasses and scarf, listened to the noisy shouts outside, and said with a smile: "Why don't you go to the red carpet?"

"Not only did she not go, she also specifically asked Sissi to go with Tiezi!"

"What's wrong with me walking on the red carpet? I'm not telling the public that there is an inside story about tonight's awards. I, Fang Ziheng, have the final say!"

Fang Ziheng smiled and explained, taking off his windbreaker and putting it in his arms.

In fact, according to tonight's award setting, he can definitely win the award and leave the red carpet as he pleases.

There is no need to fight for his status.

Tonight, there won't be any professional film awards for him. At most, he will receive the Most Popular Director Award.

The senior management of the group is very clear about this. For a director of his status, he is the greatest support when he arrives.

If you really want to award any professional awards, it would be insulting.

The two walked arm in arm into the infield, where many guests had already gathered, and they all took the initiative to say hello when they saw them.

"Good director!"

"Hello, Director Lin!"

At the red carpet entrance on the other side, dazzling stars kept coming in, and people gathered in the first hall. Familiar people greeted each other, chatted, and slowly dispersed into the rest area around the infield.

As time goes by, more and more guests arrive.

Under the guidance of the staff, the guests walked into the second hall, the real award ceremony.

The seats in the first three rows of the venue were all for popular stars in the entertainment industry. Those with bigger seats sat in the middle, and those with smaller seats sat on both sides.

Fang Ziheng and Lin Feifei walked to the fourth row, where sat Uncle Dao Ming, Director Han, the director of Didu TV, Zhang Chaoyang, the chairman of Sohu, and a vice president of the Television Association. Five big bosses.

Because Uncle Dao Ming was elected as the vice president of the Directors Association, he is the best candidate for the next president. His status has been raised to another level. It cannot be judged solely as an actor.

Along the way, people who met Fang Ziheng stood up one after another, stretched out their hands and spoke respectfully.

"Hello director, I am so-and-so, nice to meet you."

"Hello.."

Fang Ziheng had a smile on his face, nodded slightly when he saw everyone, and kept walking while shaking hands with everyone.

When I came to my seat, I exchanged greetings with the five big guys and said some New Year greetings in advance.

Then, feeling bored, he stretched out his hand and patted Li Qin's shoulder in the front row, joking: "Hey... why are you sitting here instead of sitting in the front?"

Li Qin turned back, blinked his bright eyes, and smiled sweetly: "Director, I was only selected for a small award tonight. It's normal for me to sit here."

"Tsk tsk..."

Fang Ziheng smiled, met Li Qin's strange gaze, and said softly: "You are interested in me, right? Tell me, what role will you have next year?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He could see that this girl was dissatisfied with him.

During the filming of "Immortality", he flirted with others, but now he suddenly stopped making noise, and the girl was in a mood.

"There will be a movie and a TV series next year. Please rest assured, director, I will definitely not be involved in the movie."

Li Qin raised the corners of his mouth and puffed out his chest to assure himself. While speaking, he secretly observed Lin Feifei's reaction with his peripheral vision.

She likes Fang Ziheng. Not to mention her, every female star in the entertainment industry who is not married under the age of thirty has almost all had thoughts about the director.

Seeing Concubine Lin chatting with Dong Han and not paying attention, Li Qin mustered up the courage and blew a breath at Fang Ziheng.

Then, he turned around quickly, his heart pounding.

Fang Ziheng felt a cool fragrance coming over him. Just when he was about to ask Li Qin what perfume he was wearing today, his eyes suddenly froze.

Second row in front, first row, in the aisle near the middle.

A young man wearing a "Potato Star Night" work uniform put his hand on the seat in the first row and slowly crossed it from left to right.

When he arrived at a certain seat, he inadvertently tore off the name tag on the back of the seat, quickly took out another name tag from his pocket and replaced it.

I'm going!

Damn it, someone actually dares to change seats!

Changing seats has not happened for many years. Don't you know which position you are in?

Using a low-level method like changing seats to improve your status is really as stupid as possible.

Fang Ziheng complained while looking attentively.

As the young man left, the nameplate on the back of the chair in the first row near the middle was revealed.

"Peng Yuyan!"

Fang Ziheng's eyelids twitched, thinking of the big melon that happened in the previous life, he turned his head and looked to the other side.

There, the young man came to the aisle between the third and fourth rows and put the changed name tag on the left side of the third row.

"Li Lianhua!"

It was really her seat that was changed!

The seat was changed in the last life, but it’s her again in this life!

So brave!

Fang Ziheng snorted coldly, his face became extremely embarrassed, and an unknown fire rose in his heart.

His uncle's!
Chapter completed!