Early the next morning, Xie Zhuofei and Ling Wei flew back to the capital.

Ling Wei went home to wash up and rest in a hurry, and then went to the fashion styling salon again accompanied by Xie Zhuofei to do styling, and then rushed to a university campus to participate in the publicity activity of "Above the Clouds".

The college students were enthusiastic and simple, and when they saw the leading actors of "Above the Clouds" appear on the podium, cheers rang out one after another.

The voice of shouting Ling Wei could even be on par with the voice of shouting Zhou Yue and Yan Siming.

Zhou Yue secretly guarded against Ling Wei, afraid that she would snatch her own focus again, and worked very hard to interact with the students in the audience, interact with the host, and interact with other actors, even if she didn't hand over the microphone, she was about to squeeze the host off the stage.

Han Fei didn't come today, only the four of them starred.

Ling Wei told Jiang Ran early in the morning, the two of them were decent throughout the whole process, not grabbing a word, not telling a joke, just smiling politely.

When it was their turn to speak, it was also very simple to talk about what they had learned during filming, which was boring and boring.

Zhou Yue stayed up until the end of the event, and was relieved to see that Ling Wei had not produced a moth during the whole process.

As soon as the event ended, Ling Wei, escorted by Li Qingqing and Xie Zhuofei, squeezed past the enthusiastic students and got into the nanny car, and then drove away.

Soon, the person in charge of publicity there reported that the effect of the event was very poor, there was almost nothing to write about, and the manuscripts handed in by the reporters were bland and boring.

Xie Zhuofei sneered and replied reservedly: "What do you mean? What does the poor effect of the activity have to do with us, we Ling Wei came completely according to your wishes, and didn't say a word of non-compliance, the total time that we Ling Wei touched was less than five minutes, and Ling Wei didn't have a chance to play even if he wanted to!"

The other party choked back deflated.

The promotional activities of "Above the Clouds" have come to an end, just waiting for the official release nationwide.

Later, the related activity was to go abroad to participate in the film festival, Ling Wei didn't have any ideas about the scenery of the film festival, and she didn't bother to fly over so hard to get jet lag, so she directly asked Xie Zhuofei to find a way to push it.

Friday's Tea Party.

Chen Li called and asked Ling Wei to go to his company in advance to set off with him.

On this day, Ling Wei chose a pair of loose white cropped pants, a pale yellow silk shirt on top, long black hair was softly draped over her shoulders, and a pair of small white shoes were pedaled on her feet.

The whole person looks dignified, docile and youthful.

When Chen Lisi saw it, he nodded with a smile: "One day, I will teach your master and mother your dressing experience." ”

He felt that Ling Wei was a girl who had a very good set of outfits, and when she never made a mistake, every time she saw it, it would make people feel pleasing to the eye.

Ling Wei pursed her lips and laughed: "Your level is much higher than mine, I still have to learn more from you." ”

Chen Lisi's aesthetic level is not low.

Listening to her words, Chen Lisi smiled and said, "The people who are here tonight are all your seniors, so you don't need to be too restrained." ”

Ling Wei nodded straightly: "With you and your words, I won't be nervous." ”

The tea party was held in the Beijing Hotel, different from other activities, there was no trace of the tea party held outside the Beijing Hotel, and when I entered the hall, I saw a banner that read: Welcome all artists in the literary and artistic circles to participate in the literary tea party symposium.

Plain and understated.

Upstairs in the conference hall, some familiar old artists were already seated in it, whispering to each other with the people next to them.

The staff at the door respectfully bent over Chen Lisi and bowed his head.

Ling Wei also bowed to the other party.

Chen Lisi smiled and led Ling Wei into the conference room, and quickly greeted the familiar person.

"Yo, that's the student you accepted. An old man with gray hair looked at Ling Wei and said to Chen Lisi.

Chen Lisi smiled: "Yes, bring it out to see the world." ”

Ling Wei hurriedly saluted respectfully: "Grandpa Bai, hello, my name is Ling Wei, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

The other party is a famous old artist in China, who is a pioneer in music creation, has created many classic songs, and has a high reputation in Yan Jinling's generation.

Mr. Bai looked at Ling Wei with a modest and respectful look, and said with a smile: "I heard that you sang the national song well, and I have the opportunity to sing it again for everyone." ”

Ling Wei said modestly: "Where do you dare to say that it is good in front of you, that is, you can sing it smoothly and smoothly." ”

Old Mr. Bai laughed and said to Chen Lisi: "This student has received a good income, and he can calm down." ”

Chen Lisi was proud: "No, otherwise I won't accept it." ”

Ling Wei showed a shy smile on his face, and complained in his heart: You always accepted me for the sake of Uncle Sheng's face.

The seats were arranged in a large circle along the wall, and there were name tags on the tables, and Ling Wei saw that his name tag was near the door, far away from Chen Lisi.

Well, she guesses she's the lowest rank here.

After a while, two very stylish but very amiable leaders walked in, surrounded by three or four young staff members.

Many people stood up, and Ling Wei quickly stood up with a very good look.

One of the leaders in a tunic waved his hand: "Big guys, don't pay attention to those imaginary ones, feel free to sit, let's have a symposium today, just sit and talk." ”

Everyone laughed and agreed, and then sat down again.

During this process, Ling Wei didn't say a word, as a young junior, he watched everyone act with respect.

In her last life, she had seen this leader from afar, and at the scene of two very formal official hosted parties, her agent sighed to her at that time: If she can get the favor of this person, she can go sideways in the entertainment industry in China.

It's a pity that she didn't even have a chance to say a word to this person, let alone get his favor.

She knew that there was a Mariana Trench between an unruly star like hers and a decent leader.

Today this is the closest distance.

After everyone sat down, the leader introduced another big man beside him: "This is our outstanding Chinese artist Mr. Xiang Huajie, this time I returned to China for exchanges, and when I heard about tonight's tea party, I asked to participate." ”

Xiang Huajie Lingwei has also heard of it, and he is very famous in the Western opera circle, and is a leading figure among overseas Chinese artists.

I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see each other tonight.

Ling Wei has been sitting upright listening to the speeches of the leaders and some old artists, feeling this kind of artistic exchange at a higher level.

She originally thought that she was lucky to be able to attend this tea party, and she had always been a good listener, but she didn't expect that when the event was about to end, someone proposed a program to raise the atmosphere.

Then her name was raised.

"Let this little girl who came here today sing a song to everyone. Mr. Bai said with a smile.