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There are still five minutes left before the start of the launch.

All the staff in the back office are busy.

"Is the sound tuned ready?"

"Alright. ”

"Where's Wheat?"

“OK！”

"Did you move the chairs?"

"Moved up. ”

"Is the count correct?"

"That's right, seven chairs. ”

"Where's the champagne?"

"It's all right. ”

Chenyang walked in, Ma Guowei and several of their leading actors were already ready, and now they were sitting backstage reading the script, and several people were talking and laughing.

Nie Shaoyuan was communicating with the host, and when he saw Chenyang, he greeted him, "Yangzi, come here." ”

Chenyang walked over, "What's wrong?"

Nie Shaoyuan handed the script to Chenyang, "Give you the script, you can take a look, the start-up press conference will be over in a while, and there will be fifteen minutes of interview time, don't slip away and find no one when the time comes." ”

"Hey, I'm ......" before he said two words, Chenyang was confused by the process written in the script, "Huh, this is not right, why is there still my interview?"

Nie Shaoyuan's face was speechless, how fresh his heart was, your attention today is higher than that of several protagonists, who will you interview if you don't interview?

Speechless is speechless, but Nie Shaoyuan still advised, "Today's reporters are not easy to deal with, you have a little bottom in your heart." ”

After more than two months of getting along, although Nie Shaoyuan didn't dare to say that he could eat through the morning sun, he still understood.

This guy is a typical Hun person, others respect him a foot, and he also pays someone else's foot, on the contrary, if someone steps on it, this goods will be stepped back properly, and they will not eat at all.

Although he walked in front just now, he didn't hear the reporters shouting before entering the venue.

That's really a sharp question, so he has to give Chenyang a preventive shot in advance, and don't make any more extraneous branches.

Chenyang naturally knew what Nie Shaoyuan was talking about, and sighed, "Don't worry, I still have a sense of proportion, when the time comes, I will definitely talk less and take more pictures, if I can't do it, I will slip away." ”

Nie Shaoyuan squinted and said, "Why don't I believe you like this?"

Chenyang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "I'll go, I don't have any trust at all, can I still have a good time?"

Nie Shaoyuan didn't bother to talk about it, "I can't talk about you, remember to talk less and take more pictures when the time comes." ”

"Don't worry. ”

……

The front desk of the venue.

Reporters came in one after another.

Three.

Five.

Ten.

Twenty.

Within a few minutes, forty or fifty media outlets had filled the entire venue.

But this is not the end, seeing that there is nowhere to go, the media who have not yet come in are just squeezing in, and the media who are squeezing in do not stop.

"The one in front of me let go. ”

"Move a place ahead. ”

"They are all here to dig up the news, and it is okay for my colleagues to give them food. ”

"Hey, hey, can you talk about morality, I'll come to this place first. ”

"Why did you come first, didn't you see us with a camera? We came early. ”

The front was noisy, the back was noisy, the scene was chaotic, but none of the media was willing to leave.

The security guards were dying of headaches, and some of the media who usually didn't like to read newspapers, watch TV, and watch the news stopped the media who wanted to rush in, and complained, "What's this, isn't it just a press conference, and it's not a gold bar, so go back if you don't have a place." ”

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The media, who were only protesting just now and couldn't go in, immediately exploded when they heard this.

"What do you mean there's nowhere to go? ”

"You're blind, isn't there a place for that?"

"Hurry up and let Jean, we've been waiting here for a day, why don't you let us in. ”

"You're just a security guard, how do you know there's no place, we can go in and know the place. ”

The security buddy who spoke just now was also angry.

This venue was originally small, and it could accommodate twenty or thirty media outlets, but now there are forty or fifty in it, which is twice as much, and if you put it in, it is prone to stampede accidents.

He kindly reminded him, why was he treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by others?

I was angry, this guy had a stalk in his neck, turned his head and was too lazy to talk nonsense with this group of entertainers who don't know the hearts of good people.

Background.

Chenyang was speechless, he didn't expect that the development of today's Chinese entertainment is not very good, but this bowl of rice in the entertainment media is as unpalatable as before.

In fact, this guy didn't know that the launch conference of ordinary TV dramas and movies could attract a few media at most, and the better ones were more than a dozen media.

Like today, dozens of media rushed over, and because they wanted to fight because of the land grab, it has exceeded the attractiveness of the launch conference itself.

Even in today's China, there are only a few of the most well-known directors who can do this.

Nine fifty-five.

The launch conference entered the final countdown stage.

Someone backstage started shouting into the headset, "It's five minutes until the game starts." ”

"Three minutes to go. ”

"Two minutes. ”

"One minute!"

"Get on stage!"

After a simple opening remarks, the host introduced loudly, "Next, we have invited the main creative team of "The Years of Burning Passion", director Nie Shaoyuan and producer Teacher Chenyang, as well as the leading actors of our drama, Teacher Ma Guowei and Teacher Cui Xue ......"

As the host crackled and read out a lot of names, Chenyang followed Nie Shaoyuan, Ma Guowei, Cui Xue and other leading actors to the platform.

This guy doesn't know the rules of the entertainment industry very well, and he hasn't participated in any start-up press conferences before, so very subconsciously, Chenyang sat on the edge and was the least likely to attract the attention of others.

However, as a producer, not to mention the most marginal, even if he sits in the audience, he has to be invited to come up and say a few words.

After a brief interview with several leading actors, the host began to take Chenyang under the knife.

Moderator: "Mr. Chenyang, we know that you insisted on being a screenwriter during the adaptation of "The Years of Burning Passion", and we heard that you have been involved from beginning to end, why did you think of doing this?"

Chenyang smiled, "Actually, there is no reason, it may be the first novel adaptation, so I am more concerned." ”

Host: "Have you ever written a script before?"

Chenyang said truthfully: "No. ”

Although all the questions were from the script, Chenyang's answer was something that no one had ever heard, and the host subconsciously frowned.

But soon, she returned to her usual routine and continued to ask, "I take the liberty of asking if you feel risky to write your own novel when you have no experience in writing screenplays." ”

Chenyang smiled and asked, "Why do you feel risky? I think it's normal, no one knows my own novel better than me, and similarly, no one knows how to adapt this novel better than me."

He looked at the reporters in the audience and asked, "Do you think that changing someone will be better than my adaptation?"