After ten minutes, the eting began.
The venue was filled with more than a hundred attendees. They were all people from the film and investnt industry.
Entrepreneurs of social dia platforms and creators of video websites took to the stage to deliver their speeches, followed by a directors and producers from the film industry. The final speech was to be delivered by Mo Liuxi. Though young, his presence on stage ignited a flurry of discussion in the audience.
Behind him, Nian Junting overheard a few senior lady CEOs talking about Mo Liuxi, The lads quite handso. What a pity he didnt go into acting, he might have had quite a contract.
Youre thinking too much. His mother owns a film studio, and theyre wealthy. Furthermore, hes a director. Why dont you bring him over to your company to write a film? Im sure itll sell well.
Nian Junting started chuckling in amusent.
A bunch of nave aunties, he thought to himself. When he was at that age, he was so good-looking that he made n and won salivate.
Hello everyone. My na is Mo Liuxi.
His polite and pleasant, yet alienated voice resonated from all four corners of the hall. His voice betrayed a hint of hoarseness which spoke of a boy who had just grown into a man. His attractiveness was almost magnetic.
Nian Junting was stunned.
The person sitting beside him asked, What did he say his na was?
Mo.
Nian Junting looked down at his phone and sent Nian Xi a text, This lad on stage, he said his na was Liuxi?
Nian Xi replied, Yes, why? Are you thinking of searching for him?
Nian Junting replied, Shut up. This lads surna isnt Liu, its Mo. Didnt you check his identity?
Nian Xi replied, He said he didnt have it with him. He looked upright and dashing. Who was I to doubt him? I couldnt have made him return ho to get it. But why would he hide his identity? Does he have a criminal past?
Nian Junting mulled in deep thought. Yes, why hide his true identity? Mo was there sothing special about this surna?
Yes, Luosangs mothers surna was Mo as well, and Luosang also had a younger brother; he should be as old as Mo Liuxi.
Previously, Zeng Zhun had also ntioned sothing about his origins
Could it be
No, no, that was impossible. It must be a coincidence. Moreover, he had also offended Morrison earlier.
Nian Junting scrutinized Mo Liuxis face carefully. He had not noticed earlier, but after so ti, he seed to recognize a few similarities between his features and Luosangs.
Especially his eyes.
It was a pity that he did not scrutinize Morrisons face earlier.
To Nian Junting, apart from Luosang, all won could be categorized in three groups, the ugly, the average, and the beautiful. As for Morrison, he really could not recall her features. Now that he was sitting behind her, he could only see the back of her head.
Nian Junting snapped a picture of Mo Liuxi and sent it to Nian Xi. Do you think he looks like your sister-in-law?
Nian Xi replied, Now that you ntion it, he does indeed. My goodness. Brother, dont tell youre feeling things after looking at his face.
Nian Junting, .
After all, Luosang cant satisfy you now. Thats why youre letting your mind wander
Nian Juntings face montarily looked as if he had just stepped in dog feces.
Nian Xis mind was a gutter, he thought. He ignored her and turned his attention to Mo Liuxis speech.
Mo Liuxi was daring indeed. All the other speakers had scripts, but he stood on stage with empty hands. Moreover, his speech was filled with snide criticism and condemnation of the countrys television, movies, plays, directors and artists.
Nian Junting looked around at the faces of so of the directors in the audience. They looked extrely grouchy.
However, Mo Liuxi had many valid viewpoints.
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