"This TV series is a series, I don't know if you have a schedule to schedule. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info," Wang Ling asked.

"Yes, yes, I pushed all the other jobs, this TV series must be filmed. Can you ask what kind of TV series this is? ”

Although Deng Xiaochao is a first-line star, his current film market reputation is not very good, and box office results such as "Mermaid" and "Peach Blossom Man vs. Chrysanthemum Monster" are not very good, and he has been looking for a way, so when he heard that he was going to find someone to be a guest in the Go World Cup, he took the initiative to contact the organizer and asked to come to sing live, in order to get to know Wang Ling.

Wang Ling's company's movies are all super hits, and he has seen them all, whether it is the Midnight Bell directed by him or the Oolong Courtyard directed by Chen Sheng, they have set a new box office record for horror films and comedies.

And the currently popular TV series Love Mansion has also broken several ratings records, so when Wang Ling said that he was looking for him to shoot a TV series, he didn't underestimate it, the TV series is a TV series, and it can become popular if it is filmed.

"This is a costume suspense drama series, the name is the teenager Bao Qingtian, mainly about the story of Bao Zheng when he was young, which is very interesting."

"If you say that there is something to look at, it must be something to look at." Deng Xiaochao complimented.

……

Many first-line superstars took turns to sing on stage, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a climax. After all the stars finished singing, the audience discovered an interesting phenomenon, the songs sung by these stars were all composed by Wang Ling, or sung by Wang Ling, without exception.

Sang Hara had been sitting in his lounge before he appeared, closing his eyes and recuperating, like an old monk in his meditation.

They have studied for so long, but they have not found a way to defeat Wang Ling, especially after Wang Ling won the semi-finals, even Li Zongrui, who dominated Asia, lost, Kuwabara has no certainty about this final, so he can only calm down, and no longer have the momentum of looking for Wang Ling's revenge before organizing the game.

Kuwabara is also an old man in the chess world, and he knows the truth that losing people does not lose the battle, although he is not sure, but he still has to pretend to be calm, and he can't let other Japanese chess players think that he is timid, otherwise how will the team be brought in the future?

"Kuwabara-sensei, it's time to enter." When the performance was over, the staff came to call Kuwabara, and he opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

"Let's go." Kuwabara found that his feet were a little weak, so he could only walk slowly so as not to fall and make a fool of himself.

"Mr. Kuwabara really deserves to be the number one chess player in my Great Nippon Empire, look at his momentum, it is really Mount Tai who collapses in front and does not move!" A Japanese chess player looked at Kuwabara's back and exclaimed.

"Mr. Kuwabara must have found a way to be so calm, he is really a model for my generation!"

Kuwabara entered first, and the host introduced him in Chinese, and in addition to the applause from the audience who came from Japan, the Chinese audience at the scene booed, and they used this way to put pressure on Kuwabara.

However, Kuwabara is now a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water, and this level of pressure cannot affect him.

When Kuwabara took his seat, it was Wang Ling's turn to enter.

"Let's welcome another chess player today, Wang Ling from Huaxia!" The host's high-pitched voice resounded through the microphone throughout the stadium.

Wang Ling waved to the audience as he walked, with a confident smile on his face.

"Wang Ling, a famous Chinese novelist, director, musician, and painter, stands on the stage of the Go World Cup today as an amateur chess player, let us welcome him with warm applause!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, the scene suddenly resounded with thunderous applause and cheers, which were even warmer than when the star performed just now.

"Painters? Wang Ling is still a painter? How I don't know. ”

"It's the first time I've heard of it!"

"Teacher Wang Ling is so talented, he is so strong in everything, he can even draw."

Most of the audience at the scene didn't know that Wang Ling could draw, although the video of Wang Ling's painting had been hotly discussed for a while, but the video was taken by a mobile phone, and it was not clear, and no one recognized them as a person.

"What's so great about being able to draw!"

"Even so, I haven't seen any of his famous works, and he dares to call him a painter, it's really shameless!"

"Maybe it's just a primary school student, and he drew a few broken paintings, and these Chinese people put gold on his face, it's really shameless!"

"If you want to talk about drawing, you have to talk about our Japanese comics, that's art."

The audience of Japanese benzene was not convinced and booed one after another.

Wang Ling didn't sit down, he motioned to the host to give him the microphone.

"Just now the host said that I am a painter, then I don't dare to be, in fact, I haven't painted a few, but everyone cheered, last week, one of my pictures of spring trees and autumn frost in Xiangjiang auction house only sold 20 million, amounting ~ US dollars, really ashamed ~" Wang Ling said.

This picture of spring trees and autumn frost was bought by Roberts, an American at the time, from Lin Xi for 300,000 soft girl coins.

Wang Ling's current reputation is in full swing, Roberts really couldn't resist the temptation, took out the painting for auction, and the result was a sky-high price of 20 million US dollars, this news was not known by many people, only secretly spread in the circle.

After Lin Xi found out, he regretted that his face turned green, and he kept pestering Wang Ling to paint him a few more.

"OMG! Million? Dollars? ”

"I'm going, Teacher Wang Ling is too good!"

"If I had this level, I would draw at home every day and participate in a woolen Go competition."

"This is a national honor, you know a ball!"

The Chinese audience burst into exclamations.

"Chinese paintings are rare and expensive, but my comics will be on the market next month, and you can buy a set to see when the time comes." Wang Ling took advantage of the situation to advertise his comics to be listed.

"You can even draw comics?"

"Great, I must buy a few sets to collect, I have every one of Wang Ling's novels, and his comics must not be bad."

Different from the Chinese audience, the attitude of the Japanese benzene audience.

"Talking about comics in front of our Japanese people is really a hatchet!"

"I'm here to see what kind of comics you can draw."

"It must have sucked!"

Wang Ling saw that the response was good, and continued: "The name of this manga is Dragon Ball, everyone will like it!" ”

The Japanese audience was shocked.

"What? Didn't Dragon Ball draw it by Darklord Sensei? ”

"This can't be, he must have stolen Mr. Darklord's idea!"

"It's too much, Dragon Ball is the divine book in my heart, I want to protest!"

"Where are you going to protest?"

"Huaxia Publishing Bureau, this is Chiguoguo's plagiarism, they are too disrespectful of copyright."

There are also some Japanese people who don't think so.

"Mr. Darklord is also from Huaxia, is it really him?"

"Wearing sunglasses looks a bit like it, it can't really be him, oh my God!"

"I'm a manga fan, what should I do, do I support Mr. Darklord or Kuwamoto Inbo today?"

"Today is the national war, of course we have to support Kuwabara-sensei, it's a big deal that I'll buy a few more sets of Dragon Balls to compensate for Mr. Darklord." (To be continued.) )