Chapter 333: Thank Myself (Requesting Monthly Votes)

In the following days, "Hello! Mr. Tree" was screened several more times at the Venice International Film Festival.

Additional screenings were even added.

Of course, such an art film was popular in Venice, but its market in China was far less favorable.

Opening day box office reached over three million; the next day it dropped by over two million, and even though that day was Saturday, the third day—after film critics offered various interpretations—still didn’t exceed three million.

First-week box office totaled eight million.

Xing Yue’s heart surged with suspicion; he turned his gaze to the three beside him, their expressions identical, their faces blank and lifeless, devoid of any human warmth—were they bio-engineered beings?

"Yesterday, your servant received a report from Tushan City: over a hundred children have gone missing recently. I humbly request Your Majesty send personnel to investigate this matter thoroughly," said Prime Minister Chu slowly.

"It was Pianpian who gave it to me," Yue Tan pointed to Yu Pianpian, who had been standing nearby watching the two, her face clearly showing she understood nothing.

"Miss Ziqi, you’re truly remarkable—to have made it here," Ye Lü appeared, smiling warmly at Ziqi.

"It’s not the right time yet. When the moment comes, meeting won’t be too late," Mo Ye said slowly in response.

"Let’s go!" Yinglong and Zhulong helped the weakened Qinglong onto the cloud, and the group rode the water column toward the Heavenly Palace.

"Dingding Qiankun" delivers a punch that strikes both outward and inward simultaneously, from outside to inside and inside to outside—utterly tyrannical.

Yan Ya gently patted her back, offering only a few words of comfort, finally shaking his head with a bitter sigh.

Tang Yin fell silent for a moment, suddenly feeling how warm Mo Mo’s chest was—a gentle harbor.

Long Xing sneered, gazing at the unconscious merman far away, still spitting blood; he felt rage—these were his own subjects, now missing and presumed dead. As Second Prince of the Dragon Palace Kingdom, he must punish these humans severely.

The Black driver had only his head broken, bleeding heavily, but far from death. Huang Jinli was even luckier—her head struck the backseat, leaving her only slightly dizzy, with no other injuries.

As soon as the two sides clashed, Gao Qiang’s side gained the upper hand. By the time Zhang Bingquan hastily stabilized his position, news arrived from the hall.

Zi Xuan knew perfectly well what Chong Lou implied, and she felt guilty toward him. After all, he had cared for her for years, only to be pushed into the fire by her—anyone would be furious.

Xiao Yao rejoiced—he didn’t hope to destroy the black energy cluster, only to divert some of its firepower away from Xiao Qingya, giving her time to gather strength and turn it back on that heartless old witch.

Though his fury reached its peak, Wu Xiaotian tightly controlled his emotions; the darkness in his eyes instantly replaced by concern.

Corpses were floating. After years in the military, I thought I feared nothing—but now I realize I still have moments of fear.

I stood beside watching; the wound on Mantou’s neck had begun to show slight decay, reminding me of the first sailor to die—Blackie. I didn’t want Mantou to follow his fate—it would be too cruel, too tragic.

Zhang TianSong chuckled awkwardly—there were no ancient texts at all. Zuochè had simply used celestial runes to set up the array, and Zhang had learned a little from him, but never mastered them, let alone comprehended the cosmic truths they contained.

"As long as we have money to spend, that’s enough! The match is over! Let’s go feast!" Long Ge laughed.

"Good! The quarterfinalists are decided! They’re right here on our stage—they are..." the Dragon Clan’s Qi-level elder declared passionately.

Beckham believed that right now, sitting before the camera in some corner of this audio shop, someone was surely watching him closely through a computer screen—even that someone might already have decided to kill him.