(Xiao Xiaoshao should first state here, Xiao Xiaoshao really has to upload a chapter after the code, and there is really no manuscript.) But I will take the time to keep it updated every day, so please rest assured. ）

Dad's answer is naturally not to think about it, as Zhou Nianwang thought, what kind of charity party is about his father and son?

If Dad wins any awards, he might still be able to attend this kind of boring party.

But now...

It's just that sometimes, it's not like you can participate if you want to, and you can leave casually if you want to.

"May I ask Director Zhou, your work has not won any awards this time, do you have any thoughts on this?"

"I'm going to work harder to make good movies in the future. ”

"May I ask Director Zhou, do you have any preparations for the upcoming charity gala?"

"What kind of charity gala? I didn't get any notice?"

"So you mean, you're not going to attend?"

"I'm sorry, I mean, I haven't been invited by anyone until now. So..."

.................

Also notified?

Also invited?

I inform your sister and invite your sister!

Who doesn't know that the charity party at night is just a semi-public unspoken rule of participating in the Golden Horse Awards. This kind of charity gala is said to be voluntary.

Since it's voluntary, who will run to inform you?

If you don't want to go, please find a good reason, okay?

Are we fools really not to be?

But this is just right, and I am worried that there is no exciting news to write, which is good.

The reporter who asked the question earlier wrote this paragraph in the notebook.

A well-known director in the mainland resented that his work did not win any awards at the Golden Horse Awards, and refused to participate in the charity gala held by him. ”

Zhou Nianwang stood aside and saw such a passage written in the author's notebook, and his face turned blue on the spot.

You're going to put my dad to death, aren't you?

Although Zhou Nianwang felt extremely angry, he had nothing to do about these reporters. And at this moment, Zhou Nianwang's mobile phone rang.

"Hey, hello, who's that?"

Because it was an unfamiliar number, Zhou Nianwang didn't know who the other party was.

"I'm Liu Dehua, and I'm also at the Golden Horse Awards, and if you tell your father, you will participate in the charity party in the evening. Liu Dehua said on the phone.

Liu Dehua is here?

Why didn't anyone see him?

Zhou Nianwang is absolutely confident in his memory, and he can say with certainty that he didn't see Liu Dehua's existence at the award ceremony just now.

That's weird.

Since he hadn't been to the set, how did he know that our father and son wouldn't be attending the charity gala that night?

Can you pinch it?

Anyway, since Liu Dehua deliberately called to tell himself like this, there must be a reason for him, and King Zhou Nian has no reason not to believe him.

Thereupon...

"Dad, since no one invites, then we can go by ourselves! I just don't know if we will be kicked out. King Zhou Nian, who had always been quiet, suddenly interjected beside him.

Dad turned his head to look at King Zhou Nian in surprise, but found that there was no expression on the latter's face except for a serious one.

What do you mean?

Just now, we both said that we would not participate in the charity party at night, and now you are saying this, are you deliberately dismantling my platform?

Although my father muttered in his heart, what kind of character was his son, and how could he, as Lao Tzu, not know?

Since the son spoke at this time, there must be his reasons.

Nodding his head, he said, "Well, actually, I still want to go and see that charity gala." The main reason is that I am worried that if I am not invited, I will be kicked out. Dad said with a rare humor.

The reporter, who had already written the headline, suddenly darkened his face when he heard his father say this.

Everyone else has said so, so the headline I just wrote definitely won't count.

Is...

Seeing that they couldn't ask anything, the reporters left in a huff.

"What's going on?" asked Dad.

He needed an explanation.

"Liu Dehua called and said, let's go to the charity gala in the evening. I don't know exactly why. Zhou Nianwang raised his mobile phone and replied.

"You don't know a word and it's over? Do you know that you have to donate money to participate in such a charity gala?" said Dad in a low voice, angry and angry.

Money again.

You're all in the eye of money.

Do you know that if you hadn't changed your style of painting just now, what would tomorrow's entertainment headlines say about you?

Can a director with a bad reputation still invite stars to make films?

This is also the reason why Zhou Nianwang chose to believe Liu Dehua without hesitation after seeing the reporter write that paragraph.

Dad's reputation can't be ruined.

As for what dad likes to say, then let him say go!

Zhou Nianwang put his hands in his pockets and walked away coolly.

I can't afford to provoke it, can't I still hide?

Because the charity party started in the evening, Zhou Nianwang and his father still returned to the hotel first. Zhou Nianwang is okay for the time being, but his father has been muttering and busy preparing.

Q, what to prepare?

Nonsense, what else can make Dad mumble all the time, besides money?

I don't know, how much blood is my dad going to have this time?

Thinking of this, King Zhou Nian was slightly worried. Dad's slamming of the door is known to the whole world, and if you want him to donate a lot, I'm afraid it's a bit unrealistic.

Zhou Nianwang doesn't want to have too many extravagant hopes for his father, as long as you don't donate hundreds or thousands at that time, that's fine.

Think about that image!

A group of people opened their mouths at least 10,000 words, and the middle was inserted with the words of the father from time to time, hundreds of thousands of voices, how embarrassing the picture was.

Dinner time.

"Eat this tonight?" Zhou Nianwang asked in disbelief as he looked at the food in front of him.

Dad glanced at Zhou Nianwang, picked up a little cabbage very seriously, put it in his mouth and chewed it leisurely, and said, "There are little cabbage and radishes to eat, what are you not satisfied with?"

That's right, tonight's dinner is a plate of cabbage and a plate of boiled white radish.

It's too...

Zhou Nianwang's understanding of his father has further refreshed his three views.

There is really no one who can do this as a person. You know, he's my father's own son. Isn't it just going to a charity gala, are you like that?

"I'm going to tell my mother everything that happens here in the future. King Zhou Nian said aggrievedly.

Dad held his hand with chopsticks and was stunned.

He just wanted to read the king for the whole week, but he forgot that there was his mother behind this kid to support him. Think about my mother's anger after I went back...

Dad couldn't help but shudder.