Chapter 996: The Conference; Internal Recommendations for Actors

The speaker on stage was sonorous and powerful, while the audience below listened in absolute silence; from time to time, they would nod slightly in unison, a picture of earnest seriousness.

Indeed, just as everyone had anticipated, the keynote of the film industry conference was the carrot and the stick, with the stick being significantly more prominent than the carrot.

The market must trend upward, censorship must tighten, values must be upright, content must be harmonious, stances must be firm, and attitudes must be clear...

Eradicate all unhealthy tendencies and establish what is correct.

Liyuan nodded, his arm wrapped around my waist, and his feet instantly accelerated; a breeze stirred my hair, dancing in the air.

"This is not the time to listen to suggestions, we must immediately head to the city to provide reinforcements!" Sun Li said, glaring hatefully at Wei Changfeng.

The crowd sighed inwardly, though their faces remained indifferent out of habit, and then they shook their heads and dispersed, preparing to leave for their destinations.

Hearing General Zhang's words, Yang Changfa and Xiao Yue knew that they likely really could not get out; Yang Changfa's previous words had only been to test the waters, but he had not expected this General Zhang to be so arrogant, and judging by the look in his eyes when he faced the Ninth Master, there was even a hint of hatred—it seemed the situation was truly difficult to resolve.

He had heard rumors at the academy about the power of the Nether Ghost Fire; with Li Tianxiong's level of strength being injured by an explosion, how could he dare to collide with it easily?

Da Dezi said at this moment: Since we have already boarded the carriage, you must let us die with our eyes closed; what exactly is going on, can you explain it clearly?

For some reason, Mengqi always felt that Chen Xuan at this very moment was clearly different from usual, yet she could not put her finger on what was wrong.

Da Dezi and I hurriedly helped Zhang Qiao up, then handed the paper clothes to him; the old couple was very grateful to us both, and my mood was excellent at this moment, looking at the two of them with an indescribable joy in my heart—perhaps this was what love was.

My heart was filled with joy; I never expected that I could still meet my Xiangmei like this to soothe my lovesickness—could this be what the Bodhisattva meant by our fate not yet being exhausted?

Jiang Yi felt very uncomfortable with such an expression; he now wished he could kill this Blood Shadow immediately.

"Next year? In the spring?" Lichuan was a bit surprised, "I have to go to work at the Beijing construction company next spring; how would I have time to stay home and help you build the road?" Lichuan felt it was likely impossible to stay home and help his father build the road.

The two of them inspected the off-road vehicle, and only after confirming there was nothing unusual did they signal to Gongliang Yiyun in the rear.

Lin Rongshen withdrew his hand from my face, stood up in front of me, and then left with Dean Ding.

"Yes, I understand. This mission was completed quite brilliantly; I will hold a celebration and award you when you return. I have already dispatched a plane, and you must return to the military headquarters before tomorrow evening." Celebrating was a good thing, but the General still spoke in a tone of command.

However, he discovered that within this colorful mist, there seemed to be a pair of illusory, nimble hands waving and fluttering, and within these nimble hands, they seemed to be grasping countless transparent threads like spider silk; those threads leaped continuously as the hands danced and the colorful mist swirled.

Yue Hongji glanced at Lang Hongxiang; although Lang Hongxiang had failed, none of them said much, for after all, in that situation, even they would have been certain to lose—in the end, it was simply that Yu Honglian's strength was too formidable.

He turned his head abruptly and, sure enough, saw that the figure of Louis Sitong had vanished in this brief moment; the golden chair he had been sitting on seemed to have shifted slightly.

He suddenly felt that he did not know if this massive project under his feet was truly what he wanted, or what it would ultimately bring him—was it honor, or exoneration, or something else? He was now confused.

"As long as you have that many spirit jades, money is absolutely no problem on my end," Ye Bai replied.

"Auntie, you are practically inviting butterflies for Lan'er; with so many types of flowers, I'm afraid even the bees will want to come and snatch the food." Although Nalan said this, she was still moved beyond measure, and the corners of her eyes could not help but grow a little moist.