I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 1285 Unlock Resurrection
In fact, by this time, Jing Xiaoqiang had vaguely grasped his positioning template.

Especially when he woke up early the next morning and immediately saw the U.S. stock market opening, AHA net pulled another wave of strong small positive lines.

He knew that every word and deed of his would probably cause his wealth to rise and fall, and he had become a waver on the cusp of the new era!

The brightest stars at the Oscars!
In fact, this was originally an Oscar where gods fought. "Forrest Gump", "The Shawshank Redemption", "Pulp Fiction" and other films were later vying for the crown by the gods.

But in the end, the topics were all focused on Jing Xiaoqiang's talent.

In the era of no interaction, all topics were spread unilaterally by the media.

All the world hears about talent, no one will pretend to be a Chinese customer and say that he has a fortune of tens of billions, and no one will complain sourly about why a rock star came to the movie industry to make a plane, and no one will It was revealed that his private life was chaotic.

Fans all over the world saw talent this night.

Brilliant talent!
So when you focus on the Citi stock market, someone may realize that he is the major shareholder of AHA, oh oh oh, such a talent will indeed create an Internet myth.

Although I don't know much about what the Internet is, it is definitely more right to buy his stocks.

So how natural it is for stocks to rise in response.

Isn't this very similar to the new richest man in the world who was still chatting enthusiastically until Jing Xiaoqiang and the others were smoldering?

A man who can not only launch rockets, but also produce electric vehicles, and can make a company's stock price die prematurely or make tens of billions of dollars by just tweeting.

Although the super information era of mobile Internet social media has not yet started, the TV media has almost exploded to the extreme.

As a filmmaker turned dramatist, and has been earning a living on Broadway next to the headquarters of 30th Century Fox, Jing Xiaoqiang actually knows very well that after [-] years, the TV broadcasting rights have declined sharply.

For example, Oscar’s rebroadcast fee, after being shunted by streaming media and live webcasting, has become extremely valuable in the years when zero-yuan purchases were frequently issued.

But in [-], it must still be at its peak.

The three traditional TV networks + the upstart [-]th Century Fox TV network have divided and ruled thousands of small TV stations throughout North America, using various methods to the extreme.

Considering that the Oscars have been selling broadcasting rights since the end of the 50s, and the Premier League only started selling broadcasting rights in 1992, and they all regard this broadcasting rights as the main financial means, you know how big this gap is, even between European and American countries. .

It should be said that at this moment, no one in the world would have thought that this media communication method, which is known as the first-class TV media in the world, and countries are desperately launching satellite broadcast TV to compete for the right to speak, will suddenly be eclipsed in 20 years. Defeat self-media and streaming media on mobile phones.

In short, what Jing Xiaoqiang is enjoying now is the condensed version of the self-media era.

His talent, his wealth and his special status enable him to surpass all media, even if he says anything casually, it can be spread by all media and have influence.

Such people who have appeared in modern history are all cultural symbols.

Elvis Presley, The Beatles, Danzi, Michael, Britney Spears, etc., because at their traffic level, all the media knows that even if they capture exclusive photos of shit, they can instantly become rich.

It's just that in this era, they haven't deeply understood the relationship between traffic and money, and the stars are still disgusted, avoiding, and even depressed because of this.

Jing Xiaoqiang is so depressed!
He just has a back pain!

Su Fei Marceau let go when she came back last night, she was shocked by Oscar's golden light after all, let An Ning grab Jing Xiaoqiang and leave, and slapped her hard on the Rolls-Royce on the way home.

The royal version of the front and rear compartments absolutely guarantees the shock absorption effect and sound insulation, making An Ning a rare tenderness and nostalgia in the aftertaste.

In only five years, since Jing Xiaoqiang was a kid on a motorcycle, the two have experienced so much side by side, and pushed her to the Oscar podium.

Although she wasn't the best actress, this height was something she couldn't even imagine.

Looking at the envious looks of Director Zhang and Brother Wen afterwards, they must be determined to follow Jing Xiaoqiang's line to shine.

Very satisfied, tenderness like water and then tender.

Jing Xiaoqiang also took the opportunity to talk more pleasantly, at this time he must be smooth, and he will not mention those nonsense that you performed well in the past, and now he only encourages "Atonement" to participate in Western-language films next year. All-round competition, many directors are asking about your situation today, whether you want to stay in Citigroup and shoot a few purely foreigner films.

He definitely doesn't have the thought of ordinary men who are afraid that their women will be taken advantage of. Men and women in the theater circle may have committed suicide long ago if they didn't think about this.

Let's talk about career development first. With these few Western-language films as a base, you can justifiably let "Atonement" come in as a dark horse, and drive Lao Zhang and his Oscar trip by the way. As long as you can be nominated, you will be considered a victory.

This successfully diverted An Ning's thoughts of making persistent efforts, and it was rare to concentrate all his thoughts on his head.

But when she got home, Sakai, who missed the game while watching the game, regretted it. She really thought she was just going to show her face, but she didn't expect to be able to sing, so she asked Jing Xiaoqiang to sing at home.

At this time, she felt that she had the right to do so.

Nakamori and Cao Fei praised this request.

Lu Xi didn't look like a big boss at all, and immediately ran to look for the microphone happily. Lan Ling trotted two steps to remind her that she didn't need it. up.

As a result, the Jiaopen girls are more virtuous than them.

That is to say, everyone in the European and American groups are accustomed to sitting back and enjoying the success, but they are all looking forward to it.

Jing Xiaoqiang couldn't hold back and secretly counted in his heart, what the hell, it's already sitting on 24 solar terms, looking at 28 constellations...

I was wrong, 100% wrong!

It shouldn't be like this.

Sorry for the first time!

Okay, the mood of singing "Old Money" is over.

With the piano that must be in the musician's estate, it was almost midnight in the western suburbs of Los Angeles, in this seemingly inconspicuous mountain outside Beverly Hills.

The lazy and slow sound of luxury and wealth sounded again, as if singing this kind of extravagance at will.

In fact, it is full of remorse. My idea of ​​going to Shanghai to buy a few flats is so pure and beautiful. Why can't I control my impulse.

Only with this kind of emotion can we sing enough of the taste of looking back at life.

So those little fresh meats who are in their twenties have no technical content and no singing skills. Can that be called singing?

And Jing Xiaoqiang himself didn't notice that he once boasted that he was just a ruthless singing machine, and using the best skills to express these most classic songs was enough to impress everyone.

Now also infused with real emotion.

The contagion can be imagined.

It really sang the anxiety and helplessness of a middle-aged man, although he is a bit rough, but at this time he wants to keep his waist.

Even while singing, Jing Xiaoqiang had already come up with an idea. He finally understood why so many rich people like to donate to medical institutions and biotechnology development after they have money. This is to save their lives and their waists for another 500 years.

He also decided that the next key project of the Sports Rehabilitation Medical Center is the iron waist, and the old man can also use it.

Use the natural gas fee in the Middle East to research and develop results to ensure that Lao Tzu will live a long time in the future.

Ok, deal.

But his singing really touched every girl's heart, as if there was a real touch.

Cheng Yuling was so insensitive to the art of music and music, she also leaned on the sofa with a smile on her lips.

Lu Xi didn't know, so she shook slowly, no different from sitting on the small bench at the back door of the dance hall back then.

Cao Fei also sings this kind of song herself, but she doesn't feel the wetness of rock and roll that twists her legs together at every turn, and only squints her eyes as if she is traveling with her child's father;
Sister Nakamori is the most experienced. She pulled Sakai early to sit on the corner of the big sofa, so that she can close her eyes and immerse herself in the feeling of heart breaking. It's just that Sakai is habitually shaking, and this girl trembles when she hears the rhythm... …

Portman listened to the scene more times than Li Ji and Xiao Jinmei. Obviously, she was more fascinated than An Ning, Su Fei Marceau, and Judy who were also present. These three are top performers. Can calmly analyze the artistic conception of this song and simulate the performance scene.

But the same thirteen or fourteen-year-old child, Xiao Jinmei has clear eyes, listening to the song and even quietly turning her head to observe the big sisters.

Given her family background, such a scene is actually not uncommon, but everyone seems to be as outstanding as her, which is outrageous.

Just Mosea, who is sitting at the piano with eyes full of radiance, is a legitimate princess.

Bai Lianting didn't look good, but she sat beside the princess and listened quietly with Chen Weiyu, forgetting about the cynicism.

Tianhai hugged Miyazawa with a smile, Sudou Saki approached Luoli a little subconsciously, and Du Ruolan leaned close to her girlfriend's ear just now, Pan Yunyan curled her lips to signal Lan Ling who was like a javelin and the little elf sitting next to her.

Jiao Yi tried to stand as far away as possible, standing by the island cabinet in the open kitchen, but she still couldn't help but stand upright and look at the man singing. This was the most scornful trick she had ever used to pick up girls, but she couldn't stop it. A moment of addiction.

In fact, the one who can understand the most is Senior Sister Yuan, who stands the farthest. She probably understands that she is the first and last relationship that Jing Xiaoqiang entered into the flashy city.

But he underestimated this heart of literature and art, and it became a bit of a transactional color.

It's lost forever.

Even now that she has made a fortune, others don't know that she may be the number one rich woman of Shanghai TV, but she has always been a little melancholy.

There are quite a lot of petty bourgeois girls in Shanghai, and they fell in love with this kind of tune before the female compatriots all over the country.

So she put herself by the french door, put herself in the right place, and don't make a second mistake.

On the contrary, it is this deep-seated worry about gains and losses, and all kinds of calculations that make her unable to compare with everyone.

For example, Wang Qian, who was silent throughout the song, finally dared to face so many high and low fairy daughters after she finished singing. She was the most inconspicuous, the least wealthy, status, famous, and beautiful. level.

Dafangfang took Jing Xiaoqiang away: "The song is very nice, I conceived a dance, I want to communicate with him while the iron is hot, good night..."

She doesn't even know English, and the stunned foreign fairy girl has to listen to the translation next to her, and even Su Fei Marceau has to ask where the evildoer is? !
Chen Weiyu has already taken the lead and said: "Okay, okay, that's how they do art, go to bed early..."

"No, no, I want to play mahjong, is there anyone who can join me..."

Too much, easily join two tables!
Cao Fei simply felt that the situation seemed pretty good. There were men, careers, potential partners at any time, and girlfriends who could be invited out to have fun at any time.

What do you want in life.

Tonic.

When Jing Xiaoqiang ate breakfast with dark circles under his eyes the next morning, he decided to immediately go to a meeting with the business team to increase the research project of the Sports Rehabilitation Center.

Sister Wang's waist...

It was just too much.

Let him relive the 20-year career in Xinxiang, and feel that the unlocking memories left by countless dancer ex-girlfriends have been revived.

At this time, someone from Xinxiang also came to the door.

(End of this chapter)