Top Chinese celebrity: Debuted from Running Man

Chapter 310 Who's in the Center Position? (4k)
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When Gu Qing saw Chris Wu actually slap the fan, he almost burst out laughing on the spot. He tried his best to purse his lips and barely managed to suppress the wildly upturned corners of his mouth.

"Brother Qian is truly a reincarnation of a 'living bodhisattva'!"

Gu Qing was overjoyed.

No wonder he could get himself into a dead end even with a perfect start; he's a genius, completely brainless.

The auction has ended.

The hostess nervously took the five-million-yuan round fan from Gu Qing's hand, her palms sweating with nervousness.

This isn't a fan; it's a hot potato!

What if he falls and refuses to pay?
She carefully, almost holding the fan, handed it to Chris Wu.

At this moment, Kris Wu's face behind his sunglasses had turned green.

A wave of belated shame washed over him. He took the fan, but the icy touch made him feel nauseous, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He felt like an idiot himself.

five million!
I spent five million!
I bought one of these things!
Did you buy it from Gu Qing?!

Chris Wu was about to throw up—wasn't this indirectly raising Gu Qing's value?!
He was so angry that he almost tore the broken fan to pieces on the spot, but his remaining rationality and aloof persona forced him to hold back, though the veins on his hand gripping the fan handle were bulging.

Damn it, go back and tear it up, then flush it down the toilet!
With the "priceless round fan" preceding it as a gem, the paintings auctioned as the finale seemed rather uninteresting.

A few scattered bids barely crossed the one million mark before the deal was hastily concluded.

The artist working backstage turned green with embarrassment. He had hoped to ride on Gu Qing's coattails to boost his own value, but ended up not even getting a taste of the benefits. He was so frustrated he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

With this, the Bazaar Charity Gala is finally drawing to a close.

All the invited artists took to the stage one after another.

The hostesses carried a large stack of plaques displaying the donation amounts, which were then announced one by one by Lin Chi-ling and Guo Degang.

However, when the names of the artists were called, the donation amounts did not increase as Guo Degang had hoped, as his "bait and switch" approach had spurred others to donate. The donations remained unchanged at the "team" standard (700,000 yuan).

Guo Degang read out the names of several big names, then lost interest and handed the microphone to Lin Chi-ling.

If one person feels awkward, a group of people won't feel awkward.

Most of the artists who received the donation plaques breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces regained their polite smiles, as if they had completed a difficult task.

From back to front, it was almost entirely a single convoy. The text was read aloud quickly:
“Ni Ni, Yang Mi, Liu Qianqian, Song Qian, Gu Qing… uh…” When Sister Zhiling read Gu Qing’s name, she clearly paused for a moment and stared blankly at the number on the sign.

"Let me see what's new."

Upon hearing the name "Gu Qing," Guo Degang perked up, took the sign, glanced at it, and his smile instantly widened. "Gu Qing, donate three car convoys separately!"

Now, the lingering resentment he had harbored due to their previous confrontation had truly vanished.

Regardless of whether this kid was angry with him or not, the amount of money he donated was more than any of the celebrities present, and that's the bottom line!
"Gu Qing donated thirty cars?!"

A suppressed gasp rippled through the audience.

Those artists who should have been annoyed by frowning quickly changed their expressions to one of knowing, "I knew it" and "It makes perfect sense," after recalling Gu Qing's past "grudge" with Guo Degang.

Some people were secretly glancing at Guo Degang, hoping to see his frustration after being "slapped in the face" by the younger generation.

But Lao Guo was all smiles, with even a hint of appreciation in his eyes; there wasn't a trace of displeasure in him.

Lin Chi-ling spoke until her throat was dry, and finally read out the last person's name: "Thank you to Master Guo Degang and Deyun Club for their kind donation of three car convoys for medical staff!"

I thought this was the perfect ending—

"Please wait a moment," Gu Qing's voice suddenly came from the side, a hint of doubt in his voice as he leaned closer to the microphone. "This... seems a little off, doesn't it?"

Lin Chi-ling looked bewildered and at a loss.

"Young man, tell me, what's wrong with that?"

Guo Degang looked at Gu Qing with great interest, his tone gentle.

At his age and status, looking at a sharp-witted junior like Gu Qing is like looking at his own lost youth, with a touch of elder's tolerance.

Moreover, since I was in the wrong first, I understand the other party's dissatisfaction.

However, Gu Qing's "response" was completely unexpected.

“Teacher Guo,” Gu Qing said with a genuine “surprise,” “you said on stage before that you would donate 30 cars, right? How come it’s suddenly become ‘Master Guo Degang and Deyun Club’?”

"Teacher Guo is the head of Deyun Society," Sister Zhiling replied innocently.

"The troupe leader is the troupe leader, and the apprentices are the apprentices!"

Gu Qing spread his hands, his expression innocent yet earnest. "Teacher Guo, your love is yours alone, and your students' love is of course their own. How can you confuse the two?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "You see, my donation of three car fleets is to match your personal example!"
"You know, those thirty cars you just drove represented the entire Deyun Society. Wouldn't I have lost out big time? I'm all alone here!"

Guo Degang was left speechless by this logic, but he knew perfectly well that this kid wanted him to bleed out even more!

"It was my oversight that led me to this,"

Guo Degang, ever the straightforward one, laughed and admitted defeat, "Young man, you're right! Alright, then I'll donate another car fleet in the name of all the disciples of Deyun Club! Four car fleets, isn't that generous enough?"

"Not very good." Gu Qing shook her head decisively.

"Not good enough?!"

Guo Degang pretended to be startled and clutched his chest, "Little ancestor, I'm not like you young artists who can easily earn tens of millions from a single film!"
"I'm such an old man, I've almost emptied my coffin savings!"

That old fox, even now he doesn't forget to set a trap for me!

Gu Qing was furious, but her face remained as warm as a spring breeze: "Teacher Guo, it's mainly because the number 'four' sounds unlucky."

"How about... you mention it again, to round it up? Fifty cars, that sounds much better!"

He then changed the subject: "In addition, I certainly won't let you suffer any losses. On behalf of my 'Gu Family' fans, I will also donate two more car fleets!"

"That way, you get fifty, I get fifty, and together we have a hundred! What a lucky and auspicious sign!"

"Yes! Lao Guo!"

Han Hong was the first to grab the microphone and loudly cheered, "My brother is right! You're too stingy, fifty cars, donate them!"

She didn't forget to incite the crowd, asking, "What do you all think?"

"Fifty vehicles! Fifty vehicles!"

"Teacher Guo, you can't let the younger generation overshadow you!"

"That's right! We must donate! We absolutely have to donate!"

The artists who had previously felt aggrieved by Guo Degang's criticism were now energized, enthusiastically echoing his sentiments. Having finally gotten a chance, who wouldn't want to vent their anger?

Guo Degang looked at the arrogant faces of this group, their lips twitching, and he really wanted to retort.
But in the end, it turned into a helpless laugh, and he suddenly patted his chest, exclaiming with boundless pride, "Fine! I'll donate!"

He wasn't angry at Gu Qing or Han Hong who egged him on; he simply thought they were both good people at heart.

But I really dislike those who blindly follow the crowd!

Why don't you guys try donating too?
He thought to himself, "I guarantee they won't utter a word if I ask them!"

only,
He'd stirred up enough trouble today, so he decided to call it a day. Sister Zhiling quickly rebroadcast the huge donations from Guo Degang and Gu Qingxin.

at the same time,

The members of the "Gu family" who were watching television heard their beloved brother make an additional donation in their names, and this was solemnly announced on television.
If there were a "fan value" progress bar above their heads, it would probably have reached the top level in an instant!

"Come on, let's all take one last group photo to commemorate this occasion. This year's Bazaar Charity Gala has now come to a successful close!"

Su Mang jumped out like an excited wedding emcee, waving his arms and shouting to direct the artists to their positions.

The joy on her face was almost overflowing—the party wasn't even over yet, and the buzz had already exploded!

From the red carpet show to the clash between Gu and Guo, from the "women vying for the fan" to Chris Wu "stealing her love," it's all packed with exciting moments!

She'll dominate the headlines in the Chinese entertainment industry for the next week or two!

Upon hearing that they would be taking a group photo, many celebrities' eyes lit up instantly – this was a crucial moment to get media attention!

However, Su Mang's obsession with the center position was too strong. Holding a selfie stick high, she stood firmly in the center of the stage, gesturing for the other artists to stand next to her. This posture clearly indicated that the center position was hers for the taking!

"Damn it, what's the point of robbing now?!"

Many artists who wanted to "risk their lives to grab the center position" instantly lost their composure.

They can't possibly oust the director of Bazaar, can they?
"Younger brother? Where is Gu Qing's younger brother?"

Su Mang glanced around and noticed Gu Qing slipping towards the edge. "Why are you going so far away? Come here, come here!"

She was firmly linked arm-in-arm with Han Hong, a woman of high philanthropic standing, on her right, while on her left, the reason given was to Guo Degang, who was of the same rank.
But after glancing at his shiny bald head and rounded figure, Su Mang's deep-rooted obsession with good looks kicked in, and he gave up in disgust.

The reason for bringing in Han Hong is twofold: firstly, she holds a high position in the philanthropic sector.

Secondly, other people's looks don't steal the spotlight from me!

She finally pinpointed Gu Qing's location and pulled him to her side—Han Hong on the right, Gu Qing on the left, perfect!
Gu Qing: "..."

However, before he could even stand up straight, a strong, sweet perfume scent assaulted him!

Immediately afterwards, a fair hand with a slightly cool touch landed heavily on his shoulder.

Gu Qing subconsciously turned around—

Yang Mi winked and smiled playfully at him, tilting her head towards him and making a cute peace sign.

of course,

It would be better to ignore her slightly rapid breathing and messy hair.

"Great pen!"

"Can you squeeze through here?"

Gu Qing was convinced.

It truly lives up to its name as "great"—it possesses incredible power!

"Haha, this positioning is amazing! Why are there so many female celebrities behind the little brother?"

"Han Hong is surrounded by male celebrities; the scene is hilarious!"

"An epic masterpiece! This younger brother's 'favorite' status is amazing!"

"What's going on? Why is Sister Liying standing on the very edge of the second-to-last row?"

"Why is Yang Mi allowed to stand so close to her younger brother?!"

"How did that woman manage to squeeze through? Does she have no shame?!"

"Why is Su Mang, a mere director, vying for the center position! My Qianqian should be standing on either side of Gu Qing!"

In front of the television, fans from different sides were arguing fiercely.

"3...2...1...Cheese!" Su Mang pressed the shutter with satisfaction.

This year's Bazaar Charity Gala concluded successfully amidst a flurry of flashing lights.

The banquet is over.
But for many artists, the real "nightlife" is just beginning.

With so many big names gathered at the same event, it's natural for many artists who have collaborated before or are looking to collaborate to organize a follow-up gathering and reconnect with each other.

Artists from Huayi Brothers, such as Deng Chao and Zheng Kai, naturally had to attend the large-scale banquet organized by their own company.

A senior executive from Huayi, beaming with smiles, stopped Gu Qing as she was about to leave:
"Hey little brother, let's go get together! We're all old friends, it'll be fun!"

Gu Qing frowned almost imperceptibly and politely declined, "Thank you, Mr. X, but I already have appointments with friends."

"Who did you invite?" The executive's smile remained unchanged, his tone carrying an undeniable intimacy. "Just invite them all! It's a dinner party at Huayi, a few more chopsticks are all it takes. I'm sure your friends won't refuse, right?"

As he spoke, he looked at Deng Chao and Zheng Kai, "Chao, Kai, don't you think so? Quickly help me persuade my brother to come over!"

Caught in the middle, Deng Chao and Zheng Kai wore awkward and embarrassed smiles, finding themselves in a difficult predicament.

crucial moment--

"Hey! What are you doing? What are you doing!"

Han Hong's loud voice arrived like a savior.

Without any hesitation, she easily "bumped" the executive aside with her sturdy body, then put her arm around Gu Qing's shoulder. "Excuse me, my brother, I have an appointment! Let's go!"

Without saying a word, she grabbed Gu Qing and swaggered out.

"Teacher Han Hong," Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and asked as they walked, "who else is at our dinner party?"

"There are no outsiders!"

Han Hong waved her hand generously, "We're not going to do any of that nonsense! It's just a few close friends, your Sister Xin, Sister Liu Tao, Sister Ziwen, just the people at our table!"

She suddenly winked mischievously and lowered her voice, "Oh, by the way, should we invite your 'female confidantes' too? I think they're quite reluctant to part with you!"

"Ms. Han Hong, please stop joking around."

Gu Qing sighed and rubbed her forehead, but still subconsciously looked back.

Zhao Liying was surrounded by people from Huayi Brothers. She was standing on tiptoe, looking at him longingly through the crowd, waving vigorously, her chubby face full of reluctance.

Liu Shishi was also at the dinner party hosted by Huayi, but her gaze secretly glanced in this direction before returning to her own, exchanging pleasantries with the various artists with a businesslike smile.

Following the huge success of "Brotherhood of Blades," Tangren Media is pushing her into the film industry. Tonight, we'll be discussing the big-budget production "The City of Light," a collaboration with Huayi Brothers' leading man, Deng Chao.
It is said that many big names from Hong Kong and Taiwan also made cameo appearances.

That executive was indeed telling the truth; almost all the big-name celebrities present were gathered at Huayi's dinner party, including Liu Yifei, with whom they had previously had a conflict.

The only female star who wasn't invited by Huayi Brothers, and who could be considered a big name...

Yang Mi's gaze met Gu Qing's as he turned around!

Her beautiful eyes lit up instantly, her red lips curved into a confident smile, and she took a step to chase after him—

"Go, go, go! Go!"

Gu Qing felt a chill run down her spine. She practically dragged Han Hong along, quickening her pace as if fleeing, and quickly disappeared into the bustling exit.

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(End of this chapter)