Chapter 283 What Bad Intentions Could He Have? We Are Really Judging Others by Our Own Standards!

Questions continued at the scene.

Reporters asked questions about "Alive" and its peripheral products.

"Teacher Min Hongqian, how do you arrange scenes and make props that fit the historical background?"

"Director Chen, in which cities will Oriental Media build traditional cultural theme parks next?"

"Teacher Shu Qi, how do you understand the role of Jiazhen? Can you talk about her feelings for Fugui in detail?"

"Teacher Qiao Hong, do you think Chun Sheng in the movie version will end up like the book, choosing to commit suicide or survive?"

As the reporter dug deeper into the movie's plot, the actors answered with a hint of melancholy, and the atmosphere became increasingly depressing.

At the same time, most of the domestic colleagues who were watching the live broadcast were listening attentively.

After all, this can be considered a small teaching site.

And in country M, thousands of miles away.

John, director of the market research department of Summit Entertainment Company, yawned.

He didn't read the movie or novel "Alive", and he was confused by what he heard.

He didn't watch it, not because he didn't want to watch it, but because Oriental Media actually chose to only release it in China this time.

"I'm really speechless. Let's unite urgently and prepare to take care of his movies. We'll show up in seconds. I'm still waiting for him to hit a wall, but he's just a turtle and won't go to sea at all."

Across the table, Walker, the director of the marketing department, handed him the information, "Didn't I say it's a theme rooted in China?"

After saying that, he sat on the sofa nearby and started the live interview.

"He said before that he would make a literary film, but in the end it made a lot of money at the box office? You don't believe him." As he said this, John rolled his eyes.

I'm really speechless.

You little brat, I used to say things that didn’t sound profitable, but now I’m working hard to make money after it’s released.

When they decided to suppress him regardless of his subject matter, he simply ran away.

That works.

What kind of company is he? Change strategies every three days. They made a movie and started a guerrilla war.

You can't learn from other small companies. Like City State Entertainment, if they make science fiction films, will they always make science fiction films? .

Oriental Media is not that big and is still running around everywhere.

Make a movie, change the subject, change the market. Inspiration has no boundaries, right?

It's so annoying. Can you shoot well and stably?

John rubbed his eyebrows and said impatiently: "How long will they want to talk about "Alive"?"

Walker smiled and said, "If you don't want to wait, just let your subordinates read it and wait for the summary of the interview."

"No, I'm too curious. I don't believe that we can't catch him this time." As he said that, John clenched his fists.

Walker shook his head.

What strange desire to win?

At this moment, as they wished, a reporter stood up on the screen and asked:

"Hello, Director Chen, everyone is paying close attention to your next plan. Could you please reveal it?"

As soon as the reporter said this, a bunch of fans' shouts popped up on the screen in front of him.

"Don't go under the knife, brother, please. I'm sad and can't use medical insurance. I don't want to be sad anymore."

"Comedy please, I watched "Stay Alive" last night and it cost me a lot to get up this morning."

"I don't want to suffer with you, I want comedy!"

"Can you make it longer and make a TV series? One with thousands of episodes."

"I have a bold idea. Brother Dao, go write a novel. Ten million words a year is not too much, right?"

Walker frowned as he looked at the real-time barrage translation.

Comedy, there is a serious vacancy in the comedy market. If there is a comedy, it will be even more difficult to suppress it.

Don't make comedies, make cartoons or science fiction films.

Just when he thought of this, he saw Chen Xiao on the screen sighing softly, picking up the phone, smiling a little stiffly, "Next, I will take a break."

Walker was stunned, and John was also confused.

Even the barrage area on the screen in front of them was briefly blank.

The whole world seemed to suddenly become quiet.

But just one second later, a lot of question marks appeared on the screen.

"ah??"

"?"

"rest?"

"Ah? Why?"

"I'm going crazy if I can't get a ticket: Retired? I told him not to let him make some money! People who bought theme park tickets should refund their tickets immediately! All refunds will be made at 9:30 tonight. Remember, 9:30 tonight!"

"We retreated, and you went to grab it? Your damn abacus jumped on my face!"

"Brother Dao, you are only 26, not 62."

"Retire at 26? Why should you realize my dream?"

There was also noisy discussion in the hotel's multi-function hall.

The reporter who just asked the question asked tentatively: "Director Chen, can you tell me how long you will rest for?"

Chen Xiao pursed his lips, held the phone and said slowly: "I'm not sure either."

"Can you tell me the reason?"

He sighed, "I'm just a little... tired. I need to adjust for a while."

Seeing his appearance, fans were anxious and a little worried.

exhausted?

Is there something wrong with him?

What happened to your idol?

Sissi, who was watching the live broadcast, was also anxious, but Chen Xiao couldn't see the barrage.

She simply opened the live broadcast into a small window and opened the chat software.

Click on the fan group and see that many fans are quickly analyzing it.

"Daodao just said that the elders had similar experiences to Fugui. He was raised by his grandparents when he was a child. Could it be said that that was the experience of his grandparents or the neighbors he met when he was a child?"

"It makes sense, his "Farewell My Concubine" also portrayed the special period very realistically."

"Huh? Damn it? Oh my God, he would be sad when he wrote it, right?"

"When people are in negative emotions for a long time, their bodies will become exhausted."

"Let me go, is Daodao's thumbs up really a sincere thumbs up?"

"Oh my god, we actually made fun of him..."

"Teacher Xu Bin has been playing Fugui for several months, but he still hasn't recovered after a month of reprieve. Brother Dao, as a director, also wrote a novel version, which may be more serious. That's why you took a vacation, right?"

Sissi's heart skipped a beat when she saw the last sentence.

She put down her phone, raised her head, and looked at the falling snow outside the window, feeling sour in her heart.

She understood, she understood everything.

Brother Dao dug out his childhood memories to show them the power of living. And in those memories, there may be elders he cherishes.

Oh my God... If you think about the past carefully, Xiaobao is a good star who donated 20 million yuan.

How could such a kind person have such bad intentions?

However, they judged a gentleman with a villain's heart, and suspected that Xiaobao was as evil as them and deceived people just to tear off the umbrella.

He even called him Chen Gouzi. They even changed the game character to his name and asked him to catch wild boars.

I really went too far!

Poor Xiaobao, I'm sorry!

Thinking of this, she quickly opened the live broadcast room and typed quickly: "Xiaobao, Chen Gouzi is joking. Don't be sad."

"Brother Dao won't care about this, right? It should be the sequelae of writing stories. I still felt tight in my chest after reading it for a whole day. He was writing and filming at the same time."

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Chen Xiao’s hometown.

Chen Mingfu sat on the sofa, covering his forehead and leaning on the sofa. He glanced at the screen with disgust and quickly looked away.

Oh my god, stop acting, you brat.

He played until two o'clock in the morning yesterday, and planned a travel route this morning. He was so tired!

If one day I am traveling happily and am met by a fan, then I will be honest.

Just when he looked blank and sighed silently in his heart.

At the scene, the reporter glanced at the live broadcast room and asked tentatively: "Director Chen, I would like to ask, everyone has misunderstood your likes recently. Are you sad because of this?"