Because Wang Honghong mentioned Zhou Xing's matter, Zhao Yantu became more and more angry the more he talked, and seemed to vent his anger against Zhou Xing on Wang Honghong's head:

"Tell me, what else will you do besides acting? Will you create? Will you direct? Will you manage? It's all the same, and you're still my disciple! Guo Mingshun is so much worse than me, and now he has received a Zhou Xing, and he immediately follows the light, what about you, you still have to help you pave the way, help you wipe your ass, am I a master or your old mother? Where have you lived all these years? Can you use dim sum, can you give me a long face?

Wang Hongli on the other side of the phone was in a cold sweat at the moment, and his voice was weak with crying: "Master, I'm ...... I'm sorry for your ......"

"You bear thing, I'm sorry for me? Are you sorry for me? Are you sorry for yourself! Tell me how many years you've been with me, how many opportunities have I given you? Have you grasped it?"

The more Zhao Yantu spoke, the more he seemed to be dissatisfied with this big disciple, and spat at his mobile phone:

"Don't talk about others now, your junior brother Cui Xiaorong has only debuted for a few years, and he hasn't participated in the CCTV Spring Festival Gala yet, and his popularity is about to surpass you, and now he is one chance away, as long as there is, it is a matter of minutes to exceed you, don't think that you are a senior brother all day long and feel superior, let me tell you, if you don't work hard, sooner or later more people will be left behind!"

Hearing Zhao Yuntu's words, Wang Honghong's heart jumped, and he suddenly felt a sense of crisis, this sense of crisis was not the fear of being surpassed by Cui Xiaorong in the matter itself, but the attitude of his master after being surpassed by Cui Xiaorong, who might alienate or even abandon himself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thinking of this, Wang Hongli felt a chill in his heart.

But despite this, Wang Honghong did not rise to be angry, but hated Cui Xiaorong.

Before he was jealous of Cui Xiaorong's smooth development, he usually raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes at him, but now after listening to Zhao Yantu's words, he hated Cui Xiaorong even more, and thought through gritted teeth:

"What's special is that because of you, Lao Tzu was scolded by the master, and my position may be replaced by you in the future!

Not only Cui Xiaorong, but Wang Honghong also hated Zhou Xing, of course, at the beginning, when Zhou Xing stepped on Cui Xiaorong and won the championship of the cross talk sketch competition, he didn't like Zhou Xing.

As for Zhao Runtu, although Wang Honghong was also dissatisfied, he only had the share of resignation in front of Zhao Runtu, how dare he hate it.

After Zhao Yantu vented, he also said that he was tired, and said angrily: "You go to check again, Zhou Xing has received invitations to the Spring Festival Gala from which TV stations, as soon as possible, tell me after the check!"

Hearing Zhao Yuntu's words, Wang Hongli was stunned for a moment, and then he roughly understood something, and hurriedly said, "Okay, Master, I'll call now!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Runtu pondered for a moment, and then dialed the phone number of the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala in Liao Province, because they were old acquaintances, so Zhao Runtu was very familiar with them, and he went straight to the point:

"Lao Feng, I heard that you invited Zhou Xing to your station to participate in the Spring Festival Gala?"

The chief director of the Spring Festival Gala in Liao Province is called Feng Tiancheng, who has cooperated with Zhao Runtu many times, and after hearing Zhao Runtu's words, he suddenly smiled:

"Your news is quite well-informed, Zhou Xing only agreed in the morning, you just asked, what, are you interested?"

Zhao Yuntu smiled: "I'm not interested, but I have to ask you for a favor." ”

Feng Tiancheng was surprised: "What's the matter?"

After speaking, Feng Tiancheng immediately said: "As long as I can help you, just open your mouth!"

Zhao Yuntu smiled: "It's not a big deal, it's just a matter of one sentence for you." ”

Feng Tiancheng was even more curious: "What the hell is going on?"

Zhao Yuntu hesitated for a moment and said, "It's Zhou Xing, can you not let him go to your Spring Festival Gala?"

Feng Tiancheng was stunned for a moment: "Don't let him go to the Spring Festival Gala?

Zhao Yuntu said: "Don't ask the reason, just do me a favor, okay?"

Hearing Zhao Yantu say this, Feng Tiancheng smiled bitterly: "Brother, you have a problem for me." ”

Although he said this, Feng Tiancheng continued: "Okay, I'll let people find a reason to push him." ”

If it were someone else, Feng Tiancheng would just say a word, but the reason why he didn't find Zhou Xing until the Chinese New Year was mainly because he took a fancy to Zhou Xing's creative ability and his recent popularity, and wanted to add another fire to the ratings when the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast.

Moreover, Feng Tiancheng also read the sketch synopsis from Zhou Xing's side in the afternoon, although Zhou Xing still kept some, but with Feng Tiancheng's professional vision and experience, this is definitely a good story.

However, compared with Zhao Yantu, Feng Tiancheng could only sigh in his heart that it was a pity, but he had to agree.

After all, many programs in Liao Province have the investment of Zhao Runtu's companies, and some are even directly produced by his company as an independent producer, coupled with the relationship for so many years, and Zhao Runtu's position is there, it is impossible not to help.

Compared with the two, Zhou Xing's weight is obviously very different from Zhao Yan's earth.

Hearing that Feng Tiancheng was so refreshing, Zhao Yantu was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Then thank you, Lao Feng, I will invite you to dinner when I go back to Shencheng." ”

"Hey, what's polite, whatever. Although he felt pity, Feng Tiancheng had to say that it was as easy as it was.

Of course, Zhao Runtu also understands the matter, but Zhou Xing dares to scold himself, if he doesn't know that he will go to the Spring Festival Gala in Liao Province, it will be fine, but if he knows and let him go, then Zhao Runtu can't get over this hurdle in his heart.

Putting down the phone, Zhao Yuntu sneered: "Little rabbit cub, fight with me, although I can't block you, but I have to toss you to death!"

Not long after hanging up, Wang Honghong's call came.

"Master, I found out, and Beijing Satellite TV, Ji Provincial Satellite TV, and Dongshan Satellite TV have invited Zhou Xing, but Zhou Xing agreed to Liao Provincial Satellite TV, Beijing Satellite TV and Jiangnan Satellite TV because of time. ”

Zhao Yuntu was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "This kid is greedy enough, he is not afraid to die if he takes so much in one go!"

Wang Honghong smiled and said: "Yes, Master, I think he is doing his best, no matter how powerful he is, can he come up with so many good works, won't he slap himself in the face when the time comes?"

Zhao Yantu turned pale at this time, and reprimanded: "You don't know how many catties and taels you have, and you still laugh at others, if he comes up with a good work, who will hit him in the face?"

Although Wang Hongli was unimpressed and even unconvinced, he didn't dare to refute it, and hurriedly said, "What the master said is true." ”