Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 219 117. He understands the big scene

Jianghu Fengyun Billboard is a big production of 6000 million yuan, and many reporters came to report during the opening ceremony; Wu Dong did not participate in the finale banquet, and several little girls who participated also said that it was a big pomp.

But there is definitely no big scene like today, with reporters from all walks of life shooting short shots, and countless movie fans screaming...

Sanshan Performing Arts has a detached status in the entertainment industry, but it has never achieved a good record. This time, it is not only Mr. Han himself who is proud of himself, but he wants to hold a big show to vent his sullen feelings from top to bottom.

The two walked through the red carpet, and Wanxi smiled and said, "This time, it's troublesome, the reporters will definitely write scribbles."

Wu Dong glanced back at the cameraman, "Don't worry, the hosts and cameras here are all their own people, they know what can be broadcast and what should be cut."

Wan Xi glanced at him, "Just now, the reporters outside the backs of the two of us who talked close together can spell out a full-page scandal."

Wu Dong said calmly: "The body is not afraid of the shadow slanting."

Wan Xi gave a smirk, "Can the two of us be upright?"

The improvised combination before leaving the interview area changed from arm in arm to parting ways.

The two had already left the interview area but they didn't let go of their arms. Wu Dong pretended to be stupid and Wanxi didn't want to let go.

"Li Ran"

That topic hurts Xiaoya, and it will only stir up the coldness and lower the ratings. Before that topic, the audience may be more involved in watching TV dramas. We need to analyze which screenwriter is lower. If we want to stand in line, we must Want to be the most analytical.

"Let Daying sing that? Have you been preparing for Miss Xiang's song?"

Tai Shi Zhuohui held Li Ran's arm more easily than Li Ran. After all, Bai Qing appeared in a variety show, but you are purely behind the scenes.

Those who just came back from the toilet were dumbfounded, "What did you miss just now?"

Xiang Xiaoying looked at Tai Shi Zhuohui enviously, sighed heavily, and raised her head to light a cigarette for herself.

Investor Hu Ge, Xiang Xiaoying, and Wang Hai laughed and chatted coldly for a while, and the two men knew what they were talking about.

Those present were the main creative team, not actors and invited media people.

"What about the two of us?"

"Look outside"

"Hey! Writer Li, why is he walking the red carpet?"

"I understand, I understand, you are right!!!!!!"

No one looked up and picked up the playlist, "I understand, Bai Qingzi!"

"Bad, bad, you think it's a problem to go back to the age of 18, and you have to go to the impoverished areas in the Northwest for field investigation."

"Brother Seven, why is he here?"

The male host laughed and said, "Is it true that you can't comprehend that you are writing about heroine and heroine, screenwriter Li is about main supporting roles, and Director Wu is about group portraits!"

The singing reached the seventh time, and not many audience members stood up and sang along.

"Front support originally wanted to be my job." Bai Qing smiled.

Han Baqiang ended up knowing who wrote the manuscript, and that guy read it impassionedly!
"Oh, that's exactly what he said."

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"Hey, they're bad." Song Wenjing sat up with a tired face. You looked tired, but you concealed the high-spirited spirit emanating from the inside.Originally, your seat was facing the performance venue, but when you saw Tai Shi Zhuohui, you changed the sign and sat with the male screenwriter.

"It's too prudent to ask a newcomer to sing." Bai Qing clicked his tongue.

"Crack" you handed the cup behind Xiang Xiaoying lightly.

"So I turned around and walked towards Xiaohai."

The host waited for the applause to stop, "Now the celebration banquet of the Jianghu Billboard is officially the most important, and I didn't invite Mr. Han of Bashan Performing Arts to give a speech!"

The TV editors and directors who were invited at the scene all looked sideways.

Xiang Xiaoying said with emotion: "There are not many people outside the small hall who want to participate, but they can still participate."

Heart-piercing sounds swept the audience! ! !
"That was your celebration banquet, how could you come here. I'm worried that if you are walking on the red carpet, the camera will skip you."

"Li Ran!!!" The shouts from inside became lower and lower.

The sign behind me said Screenwriter Li, and I looked around by myself.

"Ah!" Those who were chatting put up their wine glasses one after another.

"You are only a freshman, and the main thing is to study and empty yourself. Recently, you and your senior sister will also make cameo appearances in Director Shang's Jianghu."

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"I understand, I understand, you are right!!!!!!"

That table was in the central area of ​​the venue, with 6 people, except for the director and screenwriter who were not investors or producers.

A very small number of people knew me, and few of them recognized me and dared to come over to say hello. None of them saw a person and wanted to send a business card to cover up the agent, who was blocked by the security personnel as soon as he approached.

"Written by Taishi Zhuohui, you are ranked first among the eight screenwriters. The audience all want to know how the eight people in Taiwu and Li divide their work?"

Xiang Xiaoying shrugged, "You retreated from the side door."

"No, even if Boss Han invited Laying to you, it was intentional, but you really meant it."

The main creative team was about to walk the red carpet, and the invited guests, except for a few small-name directors and celebrities, all quietly exited through the side door.

Xiang Xiaoying also came.

It's exaggerating, I dare to doubt and turn my head to look at others.

"Drool song."

"People also look bad, hahaha"

Wang Hai glanced at me and said with a smile: "Superficial, when you speak in a while, he closes his eyes and listens first. Your tone, range and sense of music are all top-notch. No matter how beautiful you are, it's your turn." is you."

Tai Shi Zhuohui picked up the playlist, "I understand, Li Erdan."

Bai Qing's sign was next to me, "Wang Hai Screenwriter".

All kinds of singing and dancing performances, guest speeches, celebration wine, and lottery are all abnormal procedures. Boss Han paid a lot of money that time. It is said that the first prize is a BMW;

Zhangqiu District knew Xiang Xiaoying. I was sitting on pins and needles, and I kept looking up at my program list until I ended with a silly smile and everyone nodded.

The singing continues.

"Oh! The rating is so low, it's a bad experience."

Li Ran smiled and said, "The screenwriter is also director Wu, so it's convenient to disclose the details. I must know that Tai Shi's screenwriter knows less than you."

"Fuck, just those two sentences, why do you feel that there is no pressure that you can't resist!!!"

"Ah? Ah! Yes, Mr. Han instructed that any details can be ignored."

Li Ran was willing to steal the limelight, so he turned around and pushed Taishi Zhuohui out.

It's a pity that Mr. Han first drew the seventh prize, the Xiaoyali laptop.

That boy grew up very special, and his singing is also understandable.

Xiang Xiaoying and Brother Hu looked at each other and smiled, small things are okay, but big details generally understand that it is not Han Ba's style!
"So I turned around and walked out of the mountain."

"What kind of song is that, the name is quite strange"
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"But is it? His mother-in-law wants a gift of [-] yuan, and he is willing to give it, get it!"

The acquaintance at the same seat smiled, "He missed the first performance a day ago!"

"Li Ran..."

"Oh, if I knew that, you would have quietly retreated with him. It's so easy to listen to the audience shouting with Li Ran. Coke, pour you a glass!"

But what Xiaojia is more concerned about is that Mr. Han is about to draw a lottery. The big supporting actors like Pei Jiaxue and the staff like cameramen and drama staff are most concerned about who will get the best BMW.

Since before you came, Wu Dong wanted to get off work on time and even play games outside the studio. As soon as you raised your hand, the tea and coffee were filled up immediately. That guy thought Wu Dong was like that to everyone, But I don't know if Xiang Xiaoying is treated like that.

Then it's almost like saying that Bai Qing is writing the script for the group show, as long as Tai Shi Zhuohui nods, whether the screenwriter is a good topic is another very bad topic.

"Oh, what do you mean, the lyrics and music are all Bai Qing."

The host paused without rhythm, and there was thunderous applause.

That question was not easy to answer. Tai Shi Zhuohui adjusted her expression and said fiercely: "You are mainly responsible for the emotional connection between the characters in the play, brotherhood, father-son relationship, not such forbearing love, related plots and dialogues."

Qilin Pavilion does not have a super small banquet hall.

Shangjing and Bashan Performing Arts are also old acquaintances, and such problems have been rehearsed beforehand, not publicized on the spot.

Fans focus on Brother Hu and Wanxi, and the reporters have more perspectives. Directors, screenwriters, old actors, and new supporting actors will not let go.

Bashan Performing Arts is not only involved in film and television dramas, the performing arts company has everything, and they are all dancers of the company.

"This song is too depressing and it's your exclusive song. You think it will be even worse if you sing it before you become famous."

"Brother, drink, and get rid of thousands of worries when drunk."

"Well, a new song."

"Hey, everyone has no ambitions. You just want to hide outside the office and write quietly, Director, tell Sister Mu not to let you show your face again before."

Bai Qing shot a load of soot and glanced at Wang Hai meaningfully, and Bai Qing responded with a loud smile.

"Brother Hu, is there anything you want to say to Xiaojia?"

Taishi Zhuohui laughed but said nothing, turned around and whispered to Song Wenjing.

The two chatted loudly, and Han Baqiang, who had been paying attention to the outside, saw Wang Hai sitting with Li Qi, and then went to other places to socialize anxiously.

After a passionate cold dance, the host is off, so the host is very shameless. The hostess of Jinling TV Station!
"The screenwriter Li is in charge of the court disputes. To be more complicated, Emperor Liang and Yanhou, Emperor Liang and the prince, the open and secret fights between the princes, and various conflicts in the front palace..."

At seven o'clock, all the invited guests arrived, and the middle door of the small hall was closed.

Taishi Zhuohui finally got rid of the reporter and came to sit at the table.

"I understand, I understand, you are the one..."

"Haha, why did you find such a person? That's Mr. Han's style!"

That kind of banquet is of course eating and drinking.

A quiet guitar sounded, and a boy sat alone outside the light, playing the piano and muttering.

Brother Hu heard a few words, "Pfft, haha, it's really a mouthwatering song. People really understand the most."

Said it was a banquet, and several people came for dinner.

You look up at Wang Hai, the director is applauding me.

"Wu's screenwriter didn't write all kinds of small scenes of fighting wits and courage."

20 laptops, that’s just the seventh prize; it’s not a benefit for low-level employees, whoever thinks it’s really drawn out is the most stupid!
……

Gradually, no one wants to chat in twos and go to the toilet.

The lights dimmed up.

You bowed deeply to Bai Qing, then waved in front of Qikami, walked forward and left the arena with trembling steps!
Li Erdan stood in the center of the venue with a microphone in his hand. After singing, the restless audience was still repeating your singing over and over again!

On the light, Erdan Li suddenly raised his head, and his singing voice suddenly became low-pitched, "However, I can be myself..."

"The rumors in the rivers and lakes are fan stories?"

Taishi Zhuohui was very cooperative, "Director Wu stopped writing group portraits, and I am still the chief writer. I did not write the outline of the script."

Others also looked at me with a smile, "Yes! He missed the premiere a few days ago!"

Later, Brother Hu was entangled by reporters and fan hosts.
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"Hey, Your Majesty, why is he still crying?"

"However, you can become yourself..."

At 4:00 in the morning, everyone left, and the banquet ended at seven o'clock.

"Hey, Wang Hai, he wrote that song." Bai Qing still admires Wang Hai very much.

The tone is still lowering! ! !

Unexpectedly, the winners are all supporting actors, drama managers, stage managers, lighting and managers...

Looking for an opportunity to let a few screenwriters come out and spread rumors can't be hyped.

"It would be inferior to let you guys sing."

"Ah! Director, what should I do if I want to?" Tai Shi Zhuohui was often immersed in the story world edited by herself, and was indeed too sensitive to the surrounding environment.

Taishi Zhuohui is a young poet and writer who knows Xiang Xiaoying only as a friend of Bai Qing, the moderator of Haijiao Literature District.

The male editor laughed, "It's too bad, you're only responsible for collecting stories. Wu Dong's front office service is still very competent."

"I miss your ex-boyfriend, you are married to someone else. Do you think that..."

The host was very satisfied with the answer, and you handed the microphone to Li Ran again...

"Bai Qing, don't you have any work arrangements recently?"

Wang Hai's heart moved, "I can't take the test, but you can go alone. You can see that there are too many news about male elementary school students being abducted by human traffickers. Let Bai Qing accompany him."

The audience ended up whispering.

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"Distinguished guests, colleagues, I would like to inform Xiaojia that the ratings of the latest statistics of Jianghu Billboard are not close to 20%. You have no reason to suspect that a low ratings peak created by Bashan Performing Arts is coming!"

"I understand, I understand, you are the one..."

Bai Qing turned her head and asked Zhangqiu District, "Director Zhang, have you arranged for a leader today?"

Li Ran waved to the surrounding reporters and movie fans, "Thank you Xiaojia, director Song, producer Zhang, screenwriter, and senior sister for recommending you!"

"Bad, the two scripts of this subordinate are about to be accelerated."

No one quietly put the program list back into their pockets.

Everyone was angry, and 20 people started to accept the award.

Brother Hu looked at Wang Hai with a smile, "If it's a handsome man again, then the girl is really lucky to meet a boss like him. She will not only send her off her horse, but also accompany her for a walk."

"Dundundun, I didn't participate in that kind of event last time. Who would have thought that you would suffer that crime in front of the scene!" You killed Coke in one gulp and complained.

When the lights dimmed, a passionate cold dance began.

It is to say that the guests who came to the dinner party, even the waiters at the scene were not bad, and a few caught off guard and knocked down the dinner plates out of their hands.

　I originally wanted to make a joke about the title of the last chapter, but I couldn't change it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)