Chapter 140: The Son of the Deceased

"This is your friend? "www.biquge.info Mr. Qigong was also surprised by Wu Yan's appearance.

"Hello sir, I didn't expect to see you for a long time. Wu Yangu rubbed his hands a little nervously, "My father is your admirer. ”

"Oh, listen to your accent, it should be an overseas Chinese. Mr. Qigong asked with a smile.

"I grew up in the United States, and my ancestors emigrated overseas in their early years, but I have great admiration for your scholarship. Wu Yangu said with a smile.

"Didn't you want you to wait for us outside, why did Sister Zu Xian go in alone?" Wang Yao looked out the window and asked suspiciously.

"She has friends in this university, so she has to go inside to go around, and she just happened to look for you, why did you come out of her?" Wu Yangu was also a little puzzled.

"Maybe it's been delayed. Wang Yao smiled: "Shall we wait for a while or go directly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wang Zuxian hurriedly running out from another direction, Wang Yao helped open the car door, Wang Zuxian got in and hurriedly said, "Hurry up." ”

The driver looked at the student who was chasing him out of the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator.

"Whew, why is it so messy. The car started, Wang Zuxian gasped and chuckled, and then Mr. Ben Qigong, who was a little restrained, shook hands, "Hello sir, my name is Wang Zuxian." ”

"Hello, I've seen your movie. Mr. Qigong smiled, "You are also Xiao Yao's friend?"

"Yes. Wang Zuxian glanced at Wang Yao and said with a smile: "I recognize my godbrother." ”

"When?" Wang Yao pretended to be puzzled, "Am I not your master?"

"Go!" Wang Zuxian looked at Wang Yao coquettishly, "Those students just now were so excited." ”

"I guess I saw you. Wang Yao chuckled.

"No way, I heard the noise before I went on stage, and when you went on stage again, you said, did you get into trouble?" Wang Zuxian said with a smile, speaking in Hokkien with a particularly soft voice.

"You Treasure Island students are so radical that I spent two paintings and blew up. Wang Yao touched his nose, "But it's okay, you came out and diverted the firepower." ”

"Did you say something sensitive? Wang Zuxian blinked and asked in a low voice.

This is a sensitive question asked by this group of students, and maybe my answer makes them disagree. Wang Yao smiled, "You just got off the plane and haven't eaten yet, let's go have lunch together." ”

"Is it an honor?" Wang Zuxian's eyes lit up, and he asked Mr. Qigong cautiously.

"Of course, it's my pleasure. Mr. Qi Gong smiled.

"Great, Uncle Xu, let's go home. Wang Zuxian said to the driver.

On the way to talk, Mr. Qigong found out that Wang Zuxian's grandfather was Wang Renfeng, one of the veterans of the League, Mr. Wang Renfeng in addition to the achievements in the revolutionary cause, but also a collector and calligraphy and painting, especially famous for copying Wei monuments.

In the early years, Mr. Qigong also had exchanges with Mr. Wang Renfeng in literary and historical research and calligraphy.

Wang Zuxian's father Wang Yaohuang is the first generation of basketball 'national players' on Baodao, and his ancestors live in the shade of the rich family, and it is an intellectual family plus athletic talent, Wang Zuxian is also a scholarly eldest lady, plus the popularity of her debut for so many years, the family is also much more solid, in a place like Baodao, where every inch of land is valuable, there is a manor near the sea, and there are more than a dozen nannies serving their parents.

Last time, Wang Zuxian asked Wang Yao for help, and the matter of inviting Mr. Qigong to meet with his father was so unexpectedly solved, Wang Yaohuang was very surprised by Mr. Qigong's arrival, prepared a lot of delicious food, and moved out some of the treasures in the family to appreciate.

Wang Yao glanced at the antique cultural relics that Wang Yaohuang took out, and thought that his family was indeed wealthy, and the worst of these things was the grade of ceramics from the official kiln in the late Qing Dynasty, as well as a few Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and paintings.

It's worth a lot of money.

"It's all good stuff. After appreciating them one by one, Mr. Qigong sighed, "Many good things were brought to Xiangjiang Treasure Island back then, and they were spared from a disaster." ”

"Back then, my father sent me and my mother to Baodao in advance to take care of old friends, and I stayed in the mainland because I predicted some things, but I didn't expect that there was a tragedy later, and my husband suffered. Wang Yaohuang said sadly.

"Mr. Wang made great contributions to education and literature and history during his lifetime, and he was really admired by the younger generation and a wise man who joined the WTO. Mr. Qigong smiled indifferently, "As for those things, they are all in the past, and now after seeing the old man, it is also favored by God." ”

"I have wanted to visit you for a long time, but there is no way, and the disciple has not made achievements in academics, which is a shame for the ancestors. Wang Yaohuang said with some embarrassment: "My daughter and I are not doing our jobs. ”

Wang Zuxian, who was listening to Wang Yao's bragging, rolled his eyes dissatisfied.

This is a bad statement, life does not have to follow the imprint of the ancestors, as long as the spirit of the ancestors is inherited, everyone has their own ambitions. Mr. Qigong smiled, "The noble lady is excellent in performing arts, and her talent is excellent, you should be pleased." ”

"I don't like her utilitarian field in the entertainment industry, it's too messy. Wang Yaohuang sighed.

"It's the same in every circle, the important thing is to be yourself. Mr. Qi Gong smiled.

"This disciple of yours has received it so well, his bearing is extraordinary, his face is beautiful, although he is still young, he is still in his own right. Wang Yaohuang looked at Wang Yao and said with a smile, "And it's related to me, and the name is one word off." ”

"You don't have to praise him, you can't help but praise him. Mr. Qigong smiled and did not answer.

Wang Yaohuang didn't say anything more and continued for a long time.

"Sister, will your house be too big?" Wang Yao finished figuring out the Ming blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand, looked out the window and smiled.

"At that time, it was cheap, but now it has risen dozens of times. Wang Zuxian raised his eyebrows proudly, "I bought it when I was twenty-four years old." ”

"That's amazing. Wang Yao rubbed his hands with some envy, "How much was it at that time?"

"It seems like hundreds of thousands, I forgot, it's been almost ten years. Wang Zuxian thought for a while.

"Oh, it's age. Wang Yao chuckled.

Wang Zuxian paused for a moment, and patted Wang Yao in annoyance, "Shut up." ”

"Brother Group, how did Director Yang Fan let you out? Isn't the crew supposed to be busy?" asked Wang Yao suspiciously.

"It's not thanks to you. Wu Yangu chuckled.

"Huh?" Wang Yao was stunned.

"The last time the newspaper criticized you and Mr. Wu Xun, it caused a sensation all over the country, and the current big names in the film industry have responded to the call, and Director Yang Fan also has to go to a meeting, the first time that there is such a big event in which directors on both sides of the strait participate. Wang Zuxian patted his head, "I almost forgot about it." ”

"What does it have to do with the film industry?" Wang Yao was shocked, "Did Director Feng Xiaogang say something?"

"Do you know Director Feng too?" Wu Yangu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Well, I know. Wang Yao nodded, "It's quite a matter of saying that his famous mouth cannon, isn't it bombarding anyone." ”

"That's not true, it's just that I expressed my attitude, I heard that it's because of the movie "The Legend of Wu Xun", and I'm discussing the lifting of the ban with the relevant departments, as well as the issue of film development, led by Director Xie Jinda, the three major contemporary directors and some heavyweight directors have gathered. Wang Zuxian's face was full of excitement, "I feel like I'm going to have a big fight." ”

"I estimate that the mainland film market will open in advance. Wu Yangu said with a smile.

Wang Yao frowned and fell into deep thought, unconsciously grabbed something and played with it in his hand, soft and soft, and gradually a little wet.

Wang Zuxian was stunned and watched Wang Yao grasp his hand and rub it in his hand, blushing inexplicably, staring at Wang Yao with moist eyes, pursing his lips and humming, "Is it fun?"

"This porcelain doesn't feel right. Wang Yao came back to his senses, replied meaningfully, looked down at the thing he was holding, and was suddenly shocked.

"You're the porcelain. Wang Zuxian's face was red, his eyes were white and disgusting, and he wiped his sweaty little hands on a tissue, "What do you think?"

"I wondered if I should take advantage of the excitement. Wang Yao touched his chin, "How do you feel that it is a good opportunity to make money?"

"Do you want to make a movie?" asked Wang Zuxian in surprise.

"No, I want to take advantage of this wind to promote "The Legend of Wu Xun", maybe I can set off a period of opera fever. Wang Yao smiled: "I'll make a call first." ”

Saying that, Wang Yao got up and walked outside.

Such a big thing, and Wang Yao, as the eye of the storm, was not notified to him, which made him very puzzled, Wang Yao called He Saifei for the first time.

"What are you doing?" He Saifei asked angrily when he answered the phone.

"You don't notify me when the news comes out. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"What's the notice to you? A small group of people in Xizi Square encountered dozens of masters touching porcelain, is it a moral degradation or a distortion of human nature?" He Saifei sneered.

Wang Yao laughed dryly: "That's what the news wrote?"

"It's almost, it's just that it's not so straightforward, just write about the new opera writer being attacked, and the content is nothing, it's all directed at you. He Saifei seemed to be knocking melon seeds.

"That's good. Wang Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not asking you this, it's the news of Wu Xun." ”

"Oh, Mr. Qigong didn't let me tell you, and said that you should stop for two days. He Saifei said.

The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, "It's a big fuss?"

"It's quite big, and now several universities have put up banners, and the whole country is talking about it. He Saifei said with a smile: "You have already done it for Mr. Wu Xun to repair the monument and erect a legacy, and many people have to do it for you." ”

Wang Yao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that good people have good rewards." ”

"What about fools?" He Saifei sneered, "Oh, no, you should be a hero, and one person is especially satisfied with dozens of old men and old ladies winning, right?" ”

"It's okay. Wang Yao couldn't hear He Saifei's ridicule: "Is there any movement in our peers?"

"Hehe, Li Zhuo has made such a big death, of course there is, I heard that the president of the Opera Development Association has been replaced. He Saifei's laughter was a little weird.

"Who has changed?" Wang Yao asked curiously.

"Your Sister Kong. He Saifei chuckled and said, "It's really powerful, just sit back and wait for the appreciation, if you don't accept it, you can't do it." ”

Wang Yao touched his chin, "I know." ”

"What do you know?" asked He Saifei after a pause.

"I know how to make money. Wang Yao smiled, "I guess you'll have to do it with me soon." ”

"What the hell. He Saifei snorted.

"Wait, help me take care of the gentlemen. Wang Yao smiled and hung up the phone.

Kong Ping became the president of the opera development association, although he didn't know if he had real power, but Wang Yao knew that this association could achieve a role in resource sharing, and as long as this resource could make money, I believe many people would be willing to do it.