The king of entertainment

the next day.

French people arrived at the Peninsula Hotel.

"I didn't expect that a Chinese could write French songs of this level. It's incredible."

"It's really incredible. If this person hadn't made such a big noise in Cannes, I would have admired him."

"Actually, I think he has a personality."

"personality?"

A blonde man sneered, "He is trampling on the French film festival."

The man in charge said, "Mark, the company's everything is asked to come because Xiao Yang is also a poet in the Chinese cultural circle. No matter what prejudice you have against him, don't show it later. Do you know?"

The blonde man disagreed, "I have no prejudice against him. I just think the title of poet is a bit fake. I don't believe he is a poet. Besides, there are poets in China?"

The man in charge said, "Although I don't believe it, what's the point? People in the entertainment industry like to give themselves a title, so why should we reveal their shortcomings?"

The blonde man smiled and said, "I won't reveal his shortcomings."

The man in charge said: "I know that in your heart, I only admire Rozier, but you cannot underestimate the people in the Chinese cultural circle. This country has a history of thousands of years and has a high cultural heritage."

The blonde man chuckled, "I admit their former glory, but now, there are really not many decent writers in the Chinese cultural circle. Just look at the number of international awards, you can tell that they can't get internationally at all.

The admission.”

Indeed, few Chinese writers have won awards internationally.

Several French people also showed contempt in their eyes. Internationally, French literature has always been one of the best, and they do have the qualifications to be proud.

The writer who won the Rogers Literature Award last year was a Frenchman.

The highest literary award in this world is the Rogers Award.

Unfortunately, as of now, no one in China has been able to win this honor, which has always been a regret for Chinese literary people!

When a few people were talking, they had already arrived at the hotel lobby.

Sophie is already in the lobby.

The man in the lead smiled and walked over, "Sophie, long time no see, your song amazed us all."

Sophie smiled and said, "It's too much, thanks to Xiao's song."

Everyone looked at the Chinese man beside Sophie. Of course, this Chinese man was Xiao Yang. Xiao Yang introduced himself in French, "Xiao Yang."

The leading man smiled and said, "Lano."

Sophie smiled, "Lano is the deputy music director of our company."

Xiao Yang was a little surprised that Sophie's company actually sent the deputy director.

Lannuo said: "Mr. Xiao, we are here this time not only to buy the copyright of "My Name is Yili", but also want to cooperate with Mr. Xiao for a long time."

Xiao Yang immediately understood, but he didn't want to be someone else's full-time lyricist.

Lanno said, "Mr. Xiao, we want to hire you as our chief music consultant."

Xiao Yang was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he would have thought it was wrong.

Lannuo asked with a smile, "I don't know if Mr. Xiao is willing?"

Xiao Yang was about to speak, but the blonde man smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, the chief music consultant needs a deep French culture accumulation."

Lannuo frowned slightly. It was too late to stop him. In fact, he also wanted to see if Xiao Yang deserved the title of chief music consultant.

In large companies of their level, chief music consultants are not ordinary positions. And as the blonde man said, if you want to be a chief music consultant, you must have a deep French cultural heritage.

Although Xiao Yang wrote a popular French song, they didn't believe it at all if they were very familiar with French culture.

Xiao Yang said, "I have no interest in this chief music consultant."

The blonde man felt more and more that Xiao Yang was afraid to hold this position. "Why didn't Mr. Xiao want to be the chief music consultant of our company? You probably don't know how many people in the entire French entertainment industry want to take this position."

Xiao Yang said, "That's your France business. I really have no interest in it for me."

The blonde man chuckled, "I'm afraid it's not that he has no interest, but that he is afraid that he is not competent?"

Sophie said angrily, "Mark, what do you want to do?"

Mark said, "Sophie, I didn't want to do anything, I just told the truth."

Xiao Yang suddenly smiled, "I'm really not interested. If you like it, just do it."

Mark smiled, "You know yourself."

Xiao Yang ignored him and looked at Sophie and said, "The music copyright belongs to you, you can decide for yourself, I'll leave first."

Sophie was very anxious and hurriedly grabbed Xiao Yang's hand and said, "Xiao, I'm sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of Mark."

Mark and others were shocked. Is this Sophie? Will she take the initiative to retain a Chinese?

Xiao Yang smiled, "It's okay, it's just a self-righteous fool. I didn't take him seriously."

Mark's face suddenly turned dark, "Rude Chinese, who are you scolding?"

Xiao Yang looked at him and smiled: "Do you admit you are a fool?"

Mark's face darkened, "Chinese Monkey..."

Xiao Yang slapped him in the face, "This is Huaxia, don't just keep talking about the Chinese monkey."

Mark was stunned for a moment, then rushed towards Xiao Yang in furiously.

Sophie thought Xiao Yang would be defeated by Mark, after all, Xiao Yang is too petite compared to the tall Mark.

Lannuo and others also thought that Xiao Yang would be knocked to the ground.

But the person who fell to the ground was Mark!

Xiao Yang clapped his hands, "Go back and practice hard, it's really a waste of the body your parents gave you."

Mark was so embarrassed that he stood up and shouted angrily: "Rude Chinese monkey... Chinese!"

Xiao Yang sneered, "Go back and look at your history and you will understand what barbarism is. Two hundred years ago, when you came to rob, that was barbarism."

Mark's face darkened.

Lannuo said, "Mr. Xiao, I misunderstood just now."

Xiao Yang sneered, "You can obviously stop him, but you let him go. Now you tell me this is a misunderstanding?"

Lannuo's face changed.

Xiao Yang looked at Sophie and said, "If you don't have any speculation, I'll leave first."

He was really upset today.

Mark suddenly shouted, "Wait."

Xiao Yang ignored him.

Mark laughed, "I heard that you are a poet and writer in China. To be honest, Chinese poets and writers are at best at the level of the Department of Literature at the University of France... and even worse than that."

Xiao Yang frowned. He didn't want to pay attention to this stupid comparison, but this stupid comparison... is really unpleasant.

Where did he get his sense of superiority?

Although the development of modern Chinese literature has not been long, it is not something that can be humiliated by just one person.

Mark sneered, "Can your poems be considered poetry in Chinese? Can your novels be read?"