Chapter 285: Being Criticized

People are always climbing, they always think that the peak is always in the next moment, but they forget the scenery on the road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info But Luo Feng, who has relived a lifetime, is the most sober mind than everyone else, he always knows what he wants, such as winning the best screenplay, he knows that it is what he wants, so he is very happy.

There is no accident in China and it is crazy, because I have never seen a star like Luo Feng, which person is not excited to win the honor, and then thank all kinds of people, but only Luo Feng is free and easy, at such an important film festival, he still does not change his true colors as a hero, and the beauty is still flirtatious!

There is no harm if there is no comparison between people, Luo Feng's actions are more confident, and he can show the demeanor of Chinese people better, and the dazzling gaze of Sava at Luo Feng that night can explain everything, this is Luo Feng's charm! If other people also want to imitate Luo Feng to write poems in public, I am afraid that they are just humiliating themselves, except for stealing the poems of their ancestors or their own self-righteous poems, what else? Luo Feng's casual poems are world classics!

This is also a thing that surprised the Chinese poetry circle, at first I didn't care about Luo Feng's random poems, but with the research of experts, I found that the more I tasted it, the more charming, and then I found that Luo Feng's random poems turned out to be classics. And this phenomenon spread to the world with Luo Feng's fame, and also attracted the attention of the world literary circle.

So much so that every time Luo Feng writes a poem quite casually in public, a famous scholar comes out to interpret the inner meaning and connotation of the poem, otherwise it is so distressing to watch such an excellent poem as a work of entertainment.

Of course, Luo Feng didn't care about all this, he wrote it, but Luo Feng, who was on the plane, looked at the card in his pocket and was a little embarrassed. That's the phone number that Sava left for him, hoping to be friends with him, a beautiful host is so active, well, Luo Feng is actually a little happy in his heart.

But Luo Feng knows that he is still very young, and there will be more and more such things in the future, the key is to keep his heart, the reason why people are human is because people are rational and know how to think and temperate.

In addition, Luo Feng had to comfort Catherine, the beautiful British princess, again on Facebook. Catherine complained to Luo Feng that she didn't go to see her when she went to Europe, which made Luo Feng smile bitterly, he didn't expect Catherine to remember herself, it seems that her love poems are really harmful.

As soon as he got off the plane, Luo Feng received a call from Qin Yu, he didn't know what his mother was looking for him, but he still obediently returned and brought them some things from Germany. This has to say that Luo Feng has some good habits, every time he goes to a new place, he will buy some local things to give to his friends and relatives, which is a little bit of heart.

I shouldn't have been to my mother's house for more than half a year, and the two newly opened companies have consumed too much of my time in the past six months, and the time is too short when I get busy, I don't know if it's my own illusion, when Luo Feng stepped into the house, he always felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong.

"Mom, what are you calling me back for?"

Luo Hai on the side took the lead to come up: "Son, it's amazing, this time I won the grand prize abroad!" ā€

Luo Feng didn't know so he nodded, "It's okay, I didn't expect to win the best screenwriter for the first time I wrote the script." Luo Hai looked proud: "That's still your ability, I heard on the news that you are the first Asian to win this award, Chinese, my son is amazing." ā€

"That's still Dad, you are amazing, they all say that your son is like Dad."

"That's right, back then, your father and I were also famous cultural people in Shili and Eight Villages."

"In front of your son, blow hard. Who doesn't know that when you were young, you were running around this village and that village all day long, just looking at beautiful girls. ā€

Luo Hai immediately wilted, Luo Feng looked funny, Qin Yu beckoned Luo Feng to his side, there was some hesitation on his face, obviously he had something to say, and then looked at Luo Hai's embarrassed expression, this was obviously something.

"Mom, are you in trouble? Tell me anything. ā€

Qin Yu is usually hot, but his son is a little hesitant, but he figured it out in an instant, his son can say whatever he wants, "Son, now you are also a celebrity, and you are doing bigger and bigger, you have your own opinions on everything, and it stands to reason that your mother shouldn't talk about you." ā€

"Mom, look at what you said, I'm your son, you can say whatever you want."

"Okay, then mom will be relieved." Qin Yu looked at Luo Feng, "Son, you have been smart since you were a child, you are good-looking, and you also like girls." ā€

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, "Alas, Mom, what are you talking about?" ā€

"I read on the news that you won an award in Germany and wrote love poems to the hostess?"

Luo Feng didn't know why: "Ah, what's wrong?" ā€

"The news said that the hostess took a liking to you and followed you back to the hotel at night?"

"Mom, don't listen to the nonsense on the news. Where people like it, how can they like it when they meet each other, it's just that foreigners are hospitable, and we just have a meal together. ā€

Looking at Qin Yu again, it was obvious that you were deceiving the ghost, and Luo Feng suddenly felt a little helpless. Qin Yu sighed: "It stands to reason that your mother shouldn't care about you when you grow up, but my mother knows that a slap can't make a sound, if you don't write any love poems to others, nothing else will happen to you to provoke others." ā€

"Come on, Mom, you grew up watching, don't you know what I'm like? To be honest, writing poems is just an entertainment effect, and besides, the host took the initiative to ask for it. ā€

Luo Hai hurriedly came out to play a round: "Okay, my son has also made it clear, don't worry, my son hasn't worried about us since he was a child." ā€

"I know our son is obedient and sensible." Qin Yu then looked at Luo Feng again, "Son, you have to grasp the size of socializing outside, don't forget that there is another person in your family, you can't be sorry for her." ā€

Luo Feng immediately looked embarrassed, what is the situation? How do you feel that this warm home has suddenly become a tiger's den in Longtan?

Qin Yu patted Luo Feng's hand: "Son, does that girl live with you?" ā€

Luo Feng nodded numbly in the face of Qin Yu's gaze that seemed to be fiery eyes.

"Think about it, the most important things for a girl are given to you, how much people like you, our Lao Luo family has absolutely no negative intentions."

Luo Feng finally came back to his senses: "Mom, what are you talking about?" Is your son that kind of person? ā€

"I'm not comfortable with you."

"So how can you rest assured?"

"Bring that girl to me."

Luo Feng moved his lips but couldn't say anything, why did he suddenly feel that he was being tricked?