At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Xiaotian and Hu Yidao sat in the car of the Xinchao Publishing House and drove to the award ceremony venue of the Chinese Literature Grand Prix, which is the headquarters of the Artists Association. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother Xiaobei, you remember to stay on the red carpet for a while, let the news media take pictures, and if possible, sign autographs for the fans around you and take photos with them!"

"After walking the red carpet, sign the sign at the front. ”

"Then you can go in, your seat is arranged, it's in row 3 08, don't remember wrong!"

On the way, Hu Yidao sat in the car and said to Wu Xiaotianqian.

Although this award ceremony is only a pilot of the Huaxia Literature Grand Prix, the attention of news and public opinion is definitely not weak, especially because there are several events in the middle, which have detonated the entire Chinese news media, and even the number of voters from the website and the popularity of the Internet have exceeded the imagination of the Huaxia government and the Artists Association.

Since the process of this competition is so popular, the award ceremony at the end of this competition naturally cannot be ambiguous, so they decided before the end of the competition that this award ceremony should be bigger, more popular, and more exquisite.

Then, these red carpets, autographs and other links must be indispensable.

Now at the entrance of the awards ceremony, it is already crowded with fans of news media and idols, reporters have already set up long guns and short guns, ready to interview and report as soon as possible, and those fans are holding their idol's signs, anxiously waiting for the arrival of idols.

And there are also unified arrangements for these writers who come to the award ceremony, some are arranged to appear in the front, some are arranged to appear in the back, and Wu Xiaotian is the kind of writers who are at the back of the table.

Of course, it was not only martial arts writers who came to attend the award ceremony, but also some government officials, actors and singers, business tycoons, traditional novel writers, and even some foreign artists who were not invited to help.

Because, Hu Yidao was also quite nervous, and he repeatedly instructed Wu Xiaotian.

Wu Xiaotian nodded indifferently.

After about three months of filming and recording of "Where Are You Going, Dad", as well as various TV station performances or commercial activities he participated in during the period, he is no stranger to all this, and even said that he is familiar with it.

"Xiaobei, you must remember, don't make a mess!" Hu Yidao was a little uneasy when he saw Wu Xiaotian's indifferent appearance, and continued to remind.

Wu Xiaotian smiled and said, "Well, don't worry, Brother Hu, I know everything, you can take care of Bei Bei in the car later, and bring her in from somewhere else." ”

He just glanced outside, there were too many people, and he was worried that Bei Bei would be scared later, so he decided to let Bei Bei follow Hu Yidao into the venue of the award ceremony from another door, and not walk the red carpet with him.

Hu Yidao nodded, patted his chest and said, "Well, don't worry, Beibei will be handed over to me, you just wait inside!"

"Thank you, Brother Hu. Wu Xiaotian turned his head and said to Bei Bei again: "Bei Bei, you will follow Uncle Hu later, I will wait for you inside, don't run around!"

"Yes, yes, Daddy!" replied Bebe in a crisp voice.

"By the way, Brother Hu, who is here today!" Wu Xiaotian asked.

Hu Yidao thought for a while and said: "Before you come out of the top-ranked martial arts writers, there are many other artists who want to help, and there are several heavyweights, such as eight-star artist Mi Xue, seven-star artist An Feng, and even nine-star artist Fan Yun and so on. ”

When Wu Xiaotian heard these names, he was immediately surprised: "So many? tonight is really a star!"

"Hmm. Hu Yidao nodded, he suddenly remembered some of Wu Xiaotian's 'glorious deeds', and hurriedly said: "You have to keep a low profile when you go in, keep a low profile, don't make trouble, we are here to win awards, not fights, do you know?"

What do you mean? Am I the kind of person who makes trouble and fights?

I am a young man with ideals, morality, culture, and discipline.

Wu Xiaotian looked at Hu Yidao and thought silently.

"Hehe, that is, the main meaning is that you have to keep a low profile and be peaceful. Hu Yidao sneered.

"Okay, Brother Hu, I know what you mean!" Wu Xiaotian said with a smile.

"Well, it's good to know!"

At more than 6 o'clock, the car arrived outside the venue of the award ceremony, but Wu Xiaotian did not get out of the car, because he was afraid of traffic jams on the road, so he came a little early.

However, Wu Xiaotian was not idle, he took advantage of this time to tidy up his hair and clothes again, and looked in the mirror again, the clothes that Chen Shihan helped him pick out yesterday were not bad, as if they were tailor-made for him.

Seeing from the mirror that Bei Bei was also looking at himself, Wu Xiaotian smiled and said, "Bei Bei, how do you think Dad is today?"

"Well, Dad is the most handsome person in the world!" Bei Bei nodded and said with a sense of concern.

"Hey......

"Well, Babe is also the most beautiful and cutest baby in the world!"

Wu Xiaotian smiled, lowered his head and kissed Beibei.

Sure enough, it is his daughter who has vision, how apt and sincere this is said. And Hu Yidao was holding back a smile on the side, and there was that look in his eyes, his meaning was clear: It's good that your father and daughter are happy, just be happy!

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it's time for Wu Xiaotian's carpet show.

The car started again and drove to the red carpet shot.

"Coming, coming, who is the person who came this time? The people who just walked past are some unknown writers, and I don't have any passion for filming, so it stands to reason that it should be time for a heavyweight artist!"

"yes, it was too boring just now, who are those people? I haven't even heard of one of the writers, is he a rising star? And I can't walk the red carpet, I walked too fast, I didn't even have time to take pictures. ”

"That's right, no one teaches these newcomers, this red carpet is not something that ordinary people can walk, since it is hard to win it, you should be able to stand on it for as long as you want, in this way, the intensity of exposure is much stronger. ”

"Well, it's estimated that they are all newcomers and inexperienced, so ah, I still hope that some popular artists will come later, preferably controversial, such news is exciting enough!"

"Well, yes!"

The reporters are talking about which writer or guest is here this time.

The fans around are also looking forward to it, and they are all waiting for their idols to appear.

"Who's who, who's it this time? Why hasn't my family's beautiful writer Meng Yao come yet, I've been waiting all afternoon. ”

"Yes, I'm waiting for my idol, I heard that he is coming to sing tonight. ”

"I'm looking forward to it, come quickly, come quickly!"

Therefore, as soon as the car Wu Xiaotian was sitting in appeared, it immediately became the focus of everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the door, waiting for the door to open and unveil this unknown mystery. (To be continued.) )