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A black but stable sedan stopped next to a luxury hotel, the luxury hotel is called Cun Yixuan, the society of the Shenghua Empire is pursuing the ancient style, and the name of this restaurant is vassal and elegant.

The door of this restaurant is still quite wide, and there is a team of hostesses and a team of male greeters standing there at the door, and the entire appearance of the luxury restaurant is also decorated with all kinds of lights that are very dazzling when they flash.

Anyway, the hardware charity of this restaurant is not bad, it looks like that, and with this big and tall building, Cun Yixuan still has a bit of a reputation in this Pearl State.

After all, the first impression it gives is that it is luxurious, extravagant, grandiose, and tall.

If you don't have a background, you can decorate it with big.

Hu Ziyi got out of the car, dressed in a decent outfit, and walked out slowly.

When he came out, he was soon led by someone who was the receptionist.

"Zhao Ken, is there any point in me coming here?" Hu Ziyi looked at this luxurious and gorgeous restaurant, and asked the person who came with him in the car with some doubts.

"This is jointly organized by the Comics Association of Pearl Prefecture and Yun Wu, I heard that Yun Wu in order to show their support for this party, they also let the three top gods of the comic club attend." Zhao Ken explained.

"There are a lot of people who support the scene, but I don't have an idol complex." Hu Ziyi shook his head and said.

"Among them, Hong Fuzhu will exchange his thoughts on comics at the meeting." Zhao Ken continued.

"Are there many books on the Internet and bookstores about manga drawing techniques, and books on how to become a god?" Hu Ziyi can become a quasi-first-class cartoonist, naturally he knows what kind of gods share experience, and there may be some effects, but if you really say that you can help Chen Wei's top god step by step, it is not so reliable.

Hu Ziyi and the two followed the reception staff and finally came to the venue of the banquet.

The spacious banquet hall was brightly lit, and there were many people in it.

Hu Ziyi found it, looked over and found that there were really a lot of people who came, and there were even cartoonists he knew.

Zhao Ken is Hu Ziyi's editor-in-charge, and after arriving at the destination, Zhao Ken began to take Hu Ziyi to constantly get to know people, chat and so on.

It's not about expanding relationships, it's just about passing the time.

This kind of banquet has no interest in it, most people are familiar with each other, and they just meet the great gods who have heard that they may come.

After a few shows, the banquet was also considered to have passed a period of procedure. Then all the personnel took turns to give speeches, and the last wave was the bald uncle who led two men and one woman to the stage to give speeches, and there was nothing new, it was nothing more than the same old fashion.

The bald uncle heard that he was the deputy editor-in-chief of Cloud Dance, and the two men and one woman were the three gods of Cloud Dance.

These procedures,In fact, they are just some cumbersome and disliked processes.,The next thing is the experience sharing of the so-called great god Hong Fuzhu.。

It's a pity that Hong Fuzhu himself doesn't seem to take this level of banquet seriously, and what he says is not as good as the blood-boiling chicken soup for the soul that is common on the market.

It's nothing more than some words of encouragement to work hard and work hard, but no matter what you think in your heart, after this person finished speaking, there was also a thunderous applause.

After Hong Fuzhu finished speaking, the other two gods had disappeared, and only Hong Fuzhu was stared at because he was standing on the high-profile podium to speak.

After he finished speaking, he stepped off the podium, and immediately there were many people around him.

Most people asked him if he had read his comics, hoping that Hong Fuzhu could give some advice.

After Hong Fuzhu selectively answered some questions, he dispersed the surrounding crowd and walked towards Hu Ziyi.

Hu Ziyi was eating quietly at a dining table, and when he saw Hong Fuzhu walking towards this side, he looked around, could it be that there was something important that Hong Fuzhu wanted to see on his side?

Hong Fuzhu came to Hu Ziyi's side, stretched out his hand to him and said gently: "Hello, my name is Hong Fuzhu." ”

"Hello, my name is Hu Ziyi." Seeing Hong Fuzhu stretching out his hand to him, Hu Ziyi couldn't believe it at first, and was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and said.

Hu Ziyi was eating some oily meat food with his hands, so his hands were a little slippery.

Such a hand was naturally seen by Hong Fuzhu, he frowned, and looking at Hu Ziyi's hand that was hurriedly stretched out, he suddenly withdrew his hand.

At this moment, Hu Ziyi's hand was empty in mid-air.

"I've always believed that respect is mutual, Mr. Hu, your hands are so unclean." Hong Fuzhu unceremoniously blamed Hu Ziyi for the mistake.

"Mr. Hong, do you have anything to do with me?" Hu Ziyi has no idol complex for Hong Fuzhu, and it is naturally unceremonious to talk to Hong Fuzhu.

Hu Ziyi found a clean tissue from the side and wiped his hands, but the two shook hands as politely met, so naturally they didn't continue.

"I'm here to apologize to you." Hung Fu Bamboo Road.

"Apologize? Why? Hu Ziyi raised his eyebrows, he didn't seem to have any contact with Hong Fuzhu at all.

"There was a guy who paid me to evaluate you, and I told him something bad about you, and although for me, these words are also true, but I am not used to saying slanderous things behind my back." Hong Fuzhu's tone did not have any ups and downs.

"Can I know what those words are about?"

"I can't." Hong Fuzhu bluntly refused.

"Mr. Hong, have you read my comics?"

"Because of the recent hype in the industry, out of curiosity, I have read your new comic "The Return of the Hunter".

"You've read another comic too?"

"I'm looking forward to the rest of the story."

"Why?"

"Maybe it's fresh." Hong Fuzhu thought for a while.

"Mine."

"Good medicine is good for the sick, and when I say bad things, I usually have to charge for it."

"It doesn't mean good." The beard is easy to lock his brow.

Hong Fuzhu smiled, didn't answer Hu Ziyi's words, and said, "I still have some things, so I'll leave first." ”

"Mr. Hong, the apology is not one-sided, I haven't accepted your apology yet." The beard is easy to press step by step.

At this time, because Hong Fuzhu was here, there were many people around him, including Zhao Ken, the editor in charge of Hu Ziyi, who was also among them.

He was terrified when he heard Hu Ziyi speak to Hong Fuzhu that he was so disrespectful, and hurriedly apologized to Hong Fuzhu.

"Teacher Hong, you know, Hu Ziyi is still struggling, he has been drawing comics alone, he has little communication with people, and he still hopes that you will be an adult if there are some things that are wrong." Among them, Zhao Ken also pulled his beard and apologized to Hong Fuzhu for his disrespectful words just now.

Zhao Ken naturally has a reason for doing this, and the status of cartoonists is not increased from one level to another. Top gods like Hong Fuzhu, although they themselves earn 3-400 million yuan a year, but the economic output value generated around them is billions.

It is not only a strong output influence in the field of cultural circles, but also can bring billions of output value to the country.

With equal emphasis on culture and economy, such a person walks there, but it is more than a diamond.

And a quasi-first-class cartoonist like Hu Ziyi has not even reached the goal of star-based operation, and compared with people like Hong Fuzhu, his influence cannot be compared with others.

Hong Fuzhu waved his hand at Zhao Ken and said, "It's okay. ”

Then he said to Hu Ziyi: "You really want to hear it?" ”

"I want to hear about it." The beard is easy to do.

His words were glared at by Zhao Ken again.

Hong Fuzhu thought for a moment and said: "When the world's first car was designed, it was called a good work of art because of its good practical functions and the appearance of aesthetics and scientific laws." However, following the continuous replication of the exact same car produced in the factory, we say that this is an assembly line product. Although such a car can still carry people or pull goods, and give convenience to people, don't you think that what is produced in this way is something missing?

Moreover, people are not as accurate as the machines in the factory, so we still imitate and remanufacture the same car design little by little, so where is the meaning of our human existence. ”