fringe artist

Chapter 67 66. Chen Hong who changed his strategy (for further reading)
Don't let the sorrow of the times become your sorrow.

When Chen Lian heard this sentence for the first time, he thought it was very good, very inspiring and heartwarming.

At that time, Chen Li'an lived a happy life without worrying about food and clothing, and his only worry was what to eat at night.

But now he doesn't think so. The sorrow of the times is actually the sorrow of people.

It is people who promote the development and changes of the times, and it is people who bear the results of the changes of the times.

Who can escape from this society?How insignificant an individual is in the torrent of the times.

The myth of health care products sales is a product created in a special era, and it is also a glory accumulated from the sorrows of little people.

It's just that everyone pays attention to those brilliance, to pay attention to the tens of billions of market, and ignores the consumers behind the tens of billions.

The success of the film festival was beyond Chen Li'an's expectations. There were less than 2000 visitors on the first day, and the entire exhibition hall was packed in the morning of the second day.

More and more curious college students came to see the exhibition. In the era when performance art itself was popular, this large-scale performance art by Chen Li'an was even more eye-catching and curious.

And this time the performance art has been officially recognized, unlike those unlucky people in the East Village who were directly banned.

East Village performance art contains too much criticism and rebellion, which is like "rebellion" in a way.

Chen Li'an's performance art is very different. He is born with a sense of social responsibility and compassion, which is why it is widely publicized and encouraged in today's newspapers.

Chen Li'an put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked at the man in front of him with his hair combed back and wearing a high-end wool jacket, he couldn't help feeling sick.

How much is the pension money of the old man and the filial piety money of the children for that woolen jacket.

"Mr. Chen, you are a cultural person, and you should understand the impact your actions have on our company." The man in the jacket smoked Zhonghua, his words were polite but with a hint of arrogance.

Chen Li'an turned the lighter in his hand, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Did I slander you? Or did I violate the rights and interests of your company?"

The man in the jacket paused, flicked the cigarette ash and said, "Mr. Chen, you have packaged the customers who buy our products as vulnerable groups, and this has already affected our company's image."

"So we hope you can stop your film festival." The jacket man paused, put out his cigarette butt and said in a low voice: "Of course, I also understand that artistic creation takes a lot of energy, so we will give Mr. Chen some compensation .”

Hearing the word "compensation", Chen Li'an really felt it was funny. He would rather spend a lot of money on advertising and public relations everywhere than to study the product well in the first place.

There is nothing wrong with health care products, but false advertising to deceive consumers is a heinous crime.

Don't go to the hospital to buy sugar water when you are sick?

Chen Li'an impatiently put the lighter in his pocket, then stood up and said, "I will not stop the film festival, if you have any complaints, you can choose to sue me."

If I had to talk to him one more time, Chen Li'an was worried that he would not be able to resist throwing the lighter in his face.

The man in the jacket looked at Chen Li'an's leaving back, with a trace of anger hidden in his eyes, and he could clearly catch a picture hanging on the white wall from the corner of his eyes.

In the photo, a red paintbrush on a white wall writes a line of big characters, drink for treatment when sick, drink for health when not sick.Under the big red characters, a stooped old man looked up at the slogan, with confusion and hope in his eyes.

Chen Hong standing in front of the photo couldn't help asking after seeing Chen Li'an approaching, "Are they looking for trouble for you?"

"Well, I want me to stop this film festival." Chen Li'an didn't hide anything, looked back at the man in the jacket, and then said to Chen Hong: "Don't talk about this, why are you here today?"

Chen Hong took out two tickets from his pocket, shook them and said, "I also came yesterday, but you were too busy to bother you."

Chen Li'an glanced at the price on the ticket, then said with a smile, "I saw you yesterday morning, but I didn't see you after I finished my work."

"I left early. There was an event yesterday afternoon, so I'm here again today." Chen Hong didn't say that she left early yesterday because of Gong Li. She knew exactly what Chen Li'an didn't like after experiencing Suzhou.

In addition, Chen Hong now finds that Chen Li'an has far more potential than she thought. A young artist, who is so good at acting and looks handsome, may be much stronger than those old guys in the future, so she pays more attention to "strategy method".

Chen Li'an didn't notice the sly look in Chen Hong's eyes, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Chen Hong flicked her ponytail, smiled, took Chen Li'an's hand and said, "Okay."

The man in the jacket not far away sat there contemplating for a while, then got up and left the art gallery.

Outside the art museum, Chen Li'an walked in front, leaving a line of shallow footprints on the snow, and Chen Hong hopped and followed him, stepping on his footprints with every step.

Suddenly Chen Li'an stopped in his tracks, and Chen Hong, who couldn't react in time, bumped into his back directly.

"Why don't you say anything if you're not leaving." Chen Hong rubbed her head and raised her head to look at Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an turned to look at Chen Hong, stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, looked at the footprints behind her and asked, "Why do you feel that you are getting more and more childish?"

Chen Hong gave Chen Li'an a white look, and said coquettishly, "You mean to say that you are getting more and more stupid?"

"You said it yourself." The corners of Chen Li'an's mouth curled up, looking limp.

Chen Hong tilted her neck, and said girlishly: "I was only in my 20s. After not thinking so much, is it abnormal to be simple?"

Of course it's not normal, Chen Hong doesn't have that kind of personality, so this appearance is naturally a deliberate expression, and it's her new method of attacking.

But Chen Li'an likes Chen Hong like this very much, and doesn't care if she's just pretending, so he suppressed the smile in his heart, looked at her and asked, "Then, do you want to miss the time when you were a girl?"

"Where do you miss?"

"School."

Chen Hong drove Chen Li'an to Beidian in the car, and the two of them lighted a cigarette in tacit understanding and took turns smoking.

When the white cigarette holder is on Chen Hong's red lips, it looks very charming and feminine. It doesn't have a little girlishness, even if it has a bad girl.

Chen Li'an looked at the lip marks on the white pole, stretched out his hand and flicked the cigarette ash outside the crack of the car window and said, "You graduated from acting, right? Why didn't you take the Nortel exam?"

"I took the exam, but I chose to go to the theater later." Chen Hong turned the steering wheel to explain, and then suddenly said with a smile: "But I regret it now, if I choose Nortel, I can still be your senior sister !"

"Aren't you a good sister now?" Chen Li'an narrowed his eyes and smiled as he handed the cigarette to Chen Hong's mouth.

Chen Hong bit the cigarette holder and took a puff, and said in a soft voice: "It's different, can the senior sister and the good sister be the same, they scream differently."

Chen Li'an withdrew his hand, looked at Chen Hong's profile, and suspected that she was driving.

Hmm. I am indeed driving, and now I have arrived at the gate of Nortel.

Chen Li'an opened the car door and threw away the cigarette butt and said to her, "Do you want to go in together? You should wait for me here, and I will ask the teacher for leave."

"Ask for leave? Why are you asking for leave again? Isn't the film festival coming to an end?" Chen Hong unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car, asking curiously.

Chen Li'an closed the car door, and said to Chen Hong through the car: "I'm planning to go to Xiangjiang in a few days, and I have to participate in the National Art Exhibition after I come back, so I don't have time to come to class."

"You are such a busy person, let's go, I will go with you, to miss my girlhood." Chen Hong said with a pure smile, as if she had changed from an old driver to a pure girl again.

Chen Li'an looked at Chen Hong who could change freely, and really felt that she was not a vase, since she was obviously good at acting.

Chen Hong went around the car and came to Chen Li'an's side, holding his hand, and walked towards the school.

"It's so close that people will misunderstand."

"I don't care, or are you worried that I will influence girls?"

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　There is one more chapter, wait for the update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)