Chapter 275 274, Momentum Rises

"Sun Hao!"

On October 29, at noon, at the exit of Incheon International Airport, Han Shanye, wearing a gray winter suit, waved his hand fiercely.

"Hello, President Han!"

Sun Hao dragged a big box and walked a few steps quickly, hugged him, and said with a smile: "Why did you come to Korea in person?"

"I was afraid that you couldn't handle it and something unexpected happened, so I came to keep an eye on you."

Knowing Sun Hao's habits, Han Shanye spoke straight. Releasing his hand, he looked at him slightly and asked curiously: "You are wearing so little, aren't you cold?"

"Not bad!

The main thing is that I have good physical fitness. Even in Korea, I feel that the temperature is about the same as Hong Kong Island." Sun Hao, wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, did a standard bodybuilder's action to show his muscles.

"President Han, don't listen to Sun Hao's nonsense. This guy is mainly worried that there will be a smell when changing clothes in the bathroom, so he came out with a brave face. In fact, he is quite cold." Yu Dong, who put on a thin sweater and a suit jacket, exposed Sun Hao's past as soon as he left the terminal.

"Hahaha..."

Looking at the somewhat embarrassed Sun Hao, Han Shanye and Yu Dong burst into laughter.

After the greetings, the three of them got on the Hyundai car brought by Han Shanye and drove straight to the center of Seoul along the airport express line.

"Sun Hao..."

"Hmm?"

"According to your requirements, I have prepared the preliminary work for you, and now I am waiting for you to start working.

But before that, I have a question, I hope you can help me answer it?"

"Please go ahead, Mr. Han."

"Did you post the post that suddenly appeared on the Korean A country network three days ago?"

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It rained heavily all night, and it stopped the next morning. The sun was scorching, and the water vapor evaporated in the air, with a kind of damp warmth.

In the room, the thin pink curtains were baked by the sun and became somewhat transparent, and the body was hot, especially, the two of them were still sleeping together under the quilt.

And, they were still naked.

Choi Ji-woo rested her head on her boyfriend Lee Jin-hyuk's arm, her head buried in his neck, her hands tightly wrapped around her back, her legs hanging on his waist.

Lee Jin-hyuk opened his eyes and felt very strange.

Four days ago, she was still a high-ranking female star, and he was just an ordinary high school student, but because of the protest against the movie "Train to Busan", the two people who obviously didn't know each other came together.

Well, now, they have slept together.

"Jun-hyuk, what are you thinking about?"

At this time, Choi Ji-woo woke up slowly, rubbed against her boyfriend's arms, and then raised her head.

"Nothing." Lee Jin-hyuk sat up, took out a cigarette from the bedside table, lit it, and exhaled beautifully.

Although he is only in the third year of high school this year, he is already an old smoker.

"Are you going today?" Choi Ji-woo lay on her boyfriend and fiddled with his two little tufts with her fingers.

"Of course I'm going!

Halloween is coming soon, and this time, I will make Chinese director Sun Hao pay the price for insulting us Koreans." Lee Jin-hyuk said fiercely with a cigarette in his mouth.

But at this moment, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

"Hello, Jin-hyuk, where are you?"

"I'm sleeping in the hotel, what's wrong?"

"Haha..., Jin-hyuk, I have good news for you, our protest finally has a foundation sponsor.

Just now, when we arrived at Gwanghwamun Square, we found that there were workers working here, saying that they were going to build a 12×24-meter super-large screen for our protest..."

"Really?"

"Of course, Senior Park Ji-mi said that with this super-large screen, we can gather 250,000 people tonight to put pressure on the authorities, so you should come quickly too."

"Okay, we'll be there soon!"

Even though he was holding Choi Ji-woo, the excited Lee Jin-hyuk jumped up from the bed.

Well, physical fitness is so strong!

………

Before 4pm, more than 50,000 people had gathered in the huge Gwanghwamun Square.

KBS reporter Yoo Jae-seok adjusted his glasses and walked through the crowd, trying to find a few distinctive protesting students to interview.

But before he found them, a girl took the initiative to stand up and grabbed Yoo Jae-seok's microphone with her hand.

"Reporter, I have something to say!"

"Oh, please!" Yoo Jae-seok immediately signaled the photographer behind him to turn on the camera.

"We have been fighting here for three days, and every day we strongly appeal to the authorities to pay attention to our demands and ban Sun Hao's movie "Train to Busan", at least in South Korea, but officials, why don't you do it?"

If there is one, there will be two, and if there is two, there will be three!

As soon as the girl finished speaking, a boy took the initiative to stand up and said, "I have watched "Gonjiam" and "Source Code". To be honest, Sun Hao is a very talented screenwriter and director.

But no matter how talented he is, he can't openly insult us Koreans in the movie.

Now, I want to ask the camera lens, Sun Hao, why do you let us Koreans die in the movie, while you Chinese live a comfortable life?"

"That's right!

Some officials in the authorities have been explaining that our Korean territory is small and we should look at artistic creation with an inclusive attitude.

But is this artistic creation?

Let the Koreans become zombies in the movie, and then let the Chinese save them.

What's even more ridiculous is that the Koreans in the movie are played by the Chinese!"

………

At 6 pm, the sky gradually darkened, and the ground lights around Gwanghwamun Square were on.

James, a CNN correspondent in Seoul, stood on a nearby office building, and made a real-time connection with the domestic TV station.

"Hello, beautiful host lady!"

"Hello, James!

Please describe to the audience in front of the TV what you observed on the scene."

"Okay, host lady.

Dear audience, I am in Seoul at the moment, and under my feet is the very beautiful landmark building Gwanghwamun Square. As of now, according to police statistics, the number of protesters in the square has exceeded 200,000, and the number is still increasing.

Well..., you can follow the camera lens now."

"Okay, we have seen the situation on the scene, James.

Now there is one thing that is unclear. Are these students or young people really that simple in their demands? Just ask the Korean authorities to ban the screening of Train to Busan? "

"Yes, it's that simple!"

"Why couldn't the Korean authorities agree to their request at the time? As far as I know, the protest seems to have lasted for more than four days, right?"

"I don't know the details, but there seems to be a rumor that when the crew of Train to Busan was filming in Korea, the producer China Film Group seemed to have signed an agreement with the Korean authorities that the Korean side was not allowed to ban the film for any reason, otherwise the mainland art market would never be open to the Korean side."

Just as James was talking to the camera lens, downstairs, the huge screen on Guanghuamen Square suddenly lit up.