922: C922 You Don't Look like a Star My Name Is Lu Li

C922 You Don't Look like a Star My Name Is Lu Li

Through the conversations between these girls, he finally understood.

Amongst the artists who came to participate in the golden chicken Film Festival competition, there were no lack of people who were conceited enough to compete with others.

For these,

Lu Lee could only shake his head helplessly.

He regretted this act.

Sigh …

Inviting this would cost over a hundred thousand yuan, and with this much money …

Why wouldn't it taste good?

What a waste of money!

At this time, Lee Hao walked over and whispered to Lu Lee, "Director Lu, there are a lot of big figures who have come to Yanjing today."

"It took me a while to find a taxi."

"It's been hard on you. When the golden chicken Film Festival opens tomorrow, there will indeed be a bit more grand people coming. "

He put away his luggage and got into a taxi.

Lu Lee reported the pre-booked hotel to the taxi driver, "Master, let's go to the XX Hotel."

"Young man, you're a big star, right?"

"Hmm?"

Lu Lee was slightly surprised.

"Hehe, I was just guessing. "I don't chase after the stars, but the name of the hotel you gave me has many celebrities living nearby."

"It seems, there's a big event tomorrow."

Lu Lee chuckled.

"Master, you misunderstand, I'm just a reporter."

"That's true. All celebrities are handsome, but you …" "It doesn't look like it." The taxi driver said with a smile.

Lu Lee's face was full of black lines.

Bullshit!

How the f * ck am I not handsome?

Let me tell you, what I'm most proud of is my handsome looks.

You can say I have no talent, but you can't say I'm ugly!

And so …

Lu Lee didn't pay any more attention to the taxi driver along the way.

When they reached the entrance of the hotel …

"Young man, I still feel like I've seen you somewhere before. "You must be a big star …"

Lu Lee rolled his eyes at the taxi driver.

"My name is Lu Lee."

With that, Lu Lee turned around and walked into the hotel.

The taxi driver seemed to remember something and kept repeating the name.

"Lu Lee..." "Lu Lee?"

"Wait, is my daughter's favorite celebrity Lu Lee? Damn, I missed it! "

"..."

In the designated 7-star hotel, Lu Lee saw a lot of familiar faces.

Lee Jian, Zhao Xiaoying, and Yang Daoming.

Lee Jian's assistant was doing the registration for Lee Jian, and Lee Jian noticed Lu Lee.

He ran excitedly to Lu Lee.

"Director Lu, you came."

Lu Lee nodded.

"I didn't expect that you, Lee Jian, would also be invited."

Lee Jian laughed, "I have a movie that has been chosen as the best supporting actor. Let me try it out."

"I'm lucky. Maybe I'll be able to get the best man."

"Director Lu, why are you so free to come?"

Lu Lee shrugged.

"My company has a work that has been chosen for an award. I'm here to receive it."

"Let me guess. A work that you think highly of must be a great work of art."

"If it's' War Wolf ', then the person who came is Director Han and not you."

"It's this movie, 'The Reincarnation of Nezha', right?"

Lu Lee didn't deny it.

"Yes."

At this moment, a man suddenly bumped into Lee Jian's back.

Lee Jian staggered a few steps. He was about to speak, but then he saw the man's face.

Suddenly …

He stopped talking.

The man merely glanced at him for a moment before silently walking away.

Lu Lee said in confusion.0

"What's wrong with this person?"

Lee Jian forced a smile and said, "It's fine, Director Lu. Let's ignore him."

Lu Lee frowned slightly.

"What's his name?"

Lee Jian looked left and right, then whispered into Lu Lee's ear, "This man is called Song Qi."

"He's a director. He directed the movie Husband Is Depressed."

Lu Lee's eyes narrowed.

"It's him!"

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