Yanbei City Cadre Retirement House.

Mr. Fang has gone out less frequently these days. He often stays at home to watch online news and pays attention to the Karole Film and Television Festival.

Fang summoned to the Carrot Islands before, and Old Master Fang sent him a message

"Photo more of the scenery there, I heard that the scenery in the Carrot Islands is good."

Then, Fang Zhaozhen only took the scenery and sent it over, without even a personal picture.

Old Master Fang was holding his breath and blew his beard, "Don't young people like to take selfies? The photos posted by celebrities on the Internet are all made from different angles? Why is this kid different from others? Who does this personality look like!"

As he said that, he glanced at the old lady and continued to sigh.

There is no one in the photo, so who will he show the bare scenery? Isn’t it enough to just search the scenery online?

After being furious, Old Master Fang sent another message to Fang Zhao: "Xiao Zhao, when taking pictures, take pictures of yourself, and take more pictures of the scenery with people."

Afterwards, Mr. Fang finally got a satisfactory photo.

"Hey, my Xiaozhao is so good to take photos. I just want to smile more... Oh, I'm also going to fish. This fish is good, it looks delicious..."

The old lady put on her glasses and came over to watch it. "I thought the film and television festivals were all going to walk the red carpet, but I didn't expect to go fishing. Seeing this place, is it a fishing ground built on the sea?"

Some of the photos sent by Fang Zhao were panoramic photos, which made the surroundings clear.

"And this one, I took it during diving. It's worthy of being the Coral Island, it's so beautiful!" Old Master Fang raised his hand and marked the photo. He had to choose a few photos and post it to share with everyone later.

After flipping through the photos, Mr. Fang began to count the days by counting them again, "The award ceremony has not arrived yet, why do I feel so slow?"

Mr. Fang is nervous.

How can you not be nervous?

"I don't know if Xiaozhao will win the award this time."

Although he saw that many people on the Internet said that Fang Zhao was very likely to win the award this time, he didn't say it absolutely. They couldn't know what the final result was.

"This kind of award in film and television art is like playing this method. Everything will not be announced until the end. If it is as good as the Galaxy Award, everything will be decided in advance, and you only need to go on stage to present an award." After not seeing the result for a day, Mr. Fang kept holding his heart.

"Our Xiaozhao Newcomer Award and the Best Supporting Actor Award have been shortlisted. Judging from what those people on the Internet said, I should be able to get one, right?" The old lady was not sure.

"Which one is more important than the newcomer award or the supporting actor award?" Old Master Fang posted a question online, and there were all answers. Some said that the newcomer award is just an encouragement award and is dispensable, and it is worse than the supporting actor award; some said that the supporting actor award is just a setback, a model worker award, with a low sense of existence. He doesn't know which one is correct. Anyway, it's not enough to compare with the Best Actor Award or something.

Thinking of this, Old Master Fang felt even more depressed. He had this mentality. He thought that everything was good at seeing his children, and hoped to get the best affirmation. But everything was not developed according to personal wishes.

The old lady didn't understand this either, and she didn't pay attention to this before. If it weren't for Fang Zhao, she wouldn't have paid attention to the entertainment industry at all, let alone any awards.

"Actually, compared with the Galaxy Star Award, these are not enough," said the old lady.

"That's right!" Old Master Fang suddenly felt much more refreshed. "We won the Galaxy Star Award, the Newcomer Award and the Supporting Role Award, etc., of course it's good to win it. If we can't win it, there is no need to worry about it."

As I was talking, a courier arrived.

In an instant, Old Master Fang threw away the newcomer and supporting role award, stood up from the chair, even shook the crutches aside, and ran to the door with slippers.

"It's the thing Xiao Sect sent to us!"

Looking at the boxes, Old Master Fang was not in a hurry to unpack it. He took a photo first, then unboxed it, and then took a photo. In the group of the hairdressing room:

"My Xiaozhao sent me something again [picture][picture][picture][picture][picture]. Oh, this is the case with young people. Tell him how many times don't waste money! How long does it take for us to eat so many times! And the fish he caught in Carrot. It's true that someone else walked the red carpet at the film and television festival, so he went to fishing. Look at him as a star..."

On Karole Island, Fang Zhao had already returned to the hotel from the island, and had already sent all the things he bought, and brought some snacks from the island to Nanfeng and others back.

After putting the newly purchased feed, Fang Zhao looked at the "rabbit" in the water tank. As soon as this little thing came back, he immediately became excited and ate all the feed he threw in ten minutes ago.

After knocking on the wall of the water tank, Fang Zhao watched the little thing's two "ears" float up again in the water, leaving a message for Ren Hong to purchase a batch of feed.

In the next few days, Fang Zhao would occasionally go out to watch a few movies, and would write papers and create in the hotel room at other times.

Nanfeng, Zuo Yu, Yan Biao, each of them took a bag of snacks and sat side by side on the balcony.

"The boss doesn't plan to go out today."

"What are we going to do next?" Yan Biao felt that he had not done anything he had learned in the training class. He felt that he was useless. He was idle to eat grilled fish fillets here after getting a high salary. He was so worried!

"I'll go out to collect information later, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, the boss said that he was free to move." Nanfeng threw a piece of grilled fish fillet into his mouth. When he met such a boss, he could not do anything except compromise. He originally planned to call Fang to visit the premiere red carpets and other places in various event venues to scan his face, but now it seems that those are not used.

Is the red carpet important or the paper important?

If Nanfeng dares to ask Fang Zhao this question, he will not want his assistant position.

"Zuo Yu, what are we doing today?" Yan Biao asked.

"Fuck paparazzi." Zuo Yu pointed outside, "The two of you who have been watching us for a few days will drag the bathroom to communicate when you go out to smoke later."

Yan Biao nodded, "Okay!" Anyway, he was so idle that his hands were itchy.

In the room, Fang Zhao sent a finished paper to Professor Carter, the responsible tutor of the further study class.

Drux Carter, the composition and arrangement instructor of the twelve-character training class, is also Mo Lang's great disciple. He is very prestigious at Huangzhou Academy of Art.

Before receiving Fang Zhao's paper, Professor Carter was talking to his old friend about the Carrot Film and Television Festival.

"You won't come here this year?" asked the person on the other side of the video.

"I won't go, and we have nothing to do with. In the past year, I have never collaborated with any film except Genesis." Professor Carter sat in the office of the Huangzhou Academy of Arts, while flipping through the list of shortlists this year and replied casually. Although he also participated in the soundtrack work in Genesis, he was not shortlisted and knew that Mo Lang was there, and they all had to go aside. Judging from the shortlisted people this year, the others who were shortlisted were just running.

"Will Mr. Mo go to the award ceremony this year? The song he ended with "Genesis" has a 99% chance of winning!" asked the other side.

"The old man hasn't attended such award ceremony for film and television festivals for many years. He doesn't go to any other activities except the Galaxy Award. His health cannot keep up with him. He doesn't like to join in the fun anymore." As a senior disciple, Carter still knows Mo Lang very well.

"I thought he valued Genesis and lived with the crew to Weixing for so long, maybe he would pay special attention to it?"

Carter thought for a while, "It makes sense. But I didn't receive the news. If he was going to attend the award ceremony, he would definitely determine his itinerary in advance."

"It's normal for him not to go. He won the prize and was not uncommon."

As he was talking, Carter received a paper sent by Fang Zhao.

This surprised Carter very much. He didn't care to reply to his old friend on the communication side, and quickly scanned the first two pages of the paper.

"What?" asked Carter's eyebrows rose up.

"I read two pages of the paper sent by Fang Zhaogang. Although I haven't finished it, I can still see that it is a high-quality paper. According to the standards of our training course, I think it should have a level of A+."

"So tall?! Didn't that kid go to the film and television festival? He has time to think about his papers?"

"Not only, he just sent a message saying that there is another paper being written." Speaking of this, Carter's smile deepened. As a teacher, he certainly hoped that the students could focus more on music. "When he asked for leave, I was worried that he would be so ecstatic about the entertainment industry when he went to the film and television festival. Unexpectedly, he could still calm down and think about the paper."

"There are not many young people who can do this, and it's no wonder that he was admitted to the Twelve Royal Laws at this age."

"Fang Zhao is indeed a good student, I'm just waiting for another paper from his film and television festival." Carter said with satisfaction.

Five days later, before the award ceremony of the Film and Television Festival, Carter received a document sent by Fang Zhao, a paper and a scanned picture of the music score manuscript.

Carter spent most of the day reading the papers and manuscripts sent by Fang Zhao, then took a deep breath and sent a message to Mo Lang: "Teacher, are you really not planning to accept another apprentice?"
Chapter completed!