Chapter 844: Jianghu
Many netizens don't know what a notice from the General Administration means, but the TV station took it as a tightening spell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info It's going to be a dead letter!
First of all, several TV stations that are competing for prime-time ratings, without exception, have all received a notice of request that the content does not meet the requirements, please self-check first, and continue to submit for review after editing and modification.
In this world, there are many stupid people, but it doesn't mean that everyone is stupid. Through their own channels, the affected TV stations immediately knew why the General Administration suddenly issued a purposeful policy.
Those TV stations that were lying on the guns, after scolding the eighteenth generation ancestors of the troublemakers behind their backs, immediately began to take remedial measures.
What is a remedy? Of course, it is to jump out with a clear position to cheer for CCTV's big drama and set things right!
So, for the money in their pockets, simply put, the year-end bonus, bosses at all levels began to try their best to remedy it. The police, who originally seemed to be procrastinating to detect the end of the world, were like Conan possessed, and found the truth in an instant. In addition to not really reporting the inside story, everything that should be said has been said.
And the TVs are even more powerful, and yesterday they also invited the brick family to call the beast to talk about it, and the silence of the crew represents a loss. Today, I immediately claimed that this is the open-mindedness that a big crew shows in the face of pressure and misunderstandings.
In short, the crew of the Tang Dynasty is not only majestic, everyone has the Pacific Ocean in their hearts, and they are hard-working, kind, benevolent, and righteous. Horizontal and vertical praise words can be sent out one by one, as long as the capable people inside are happy, raise their fingers slightly, and let us successfully pass this level.
On the other hand, the senior management of a certain TV station who really controlled all this suddenly found that the powerful people who originally called them brothers and sisters seemed to have amnesia at the moment, and they had long forgotten how they swore to ensure that this little thing would be caught. It was only at this time that they realized that they had really found the wrong opponent.
At the beginning, these high-level people who regretted it thought that it was CCTV's high-level interference. But in the end, I vaguely understood that there were actually capable people in the crew. As for who this capable person is, he doesn't even have the slightest news!
Dragons, big or small, hidden in the clouds, see the head but not the tail.
The high-level people who found that they had exhausted all means and still couldn't find any breakthrough point finally realized in despair that in fact, under the title and power on the stage, there was still a core that they could not reach. And they touched it casually, but they happened to be unlucky enough to touch the scales of a certain dragon!
If the entertainment industry is a river and lake, when these bigwigs who dominate one side think that they can control everything, and they are about to take the knife down with their hands while waving the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, they find that the other party is actually a sword fairy......
In this strange sense of grievance, the bigwigs began to panic all day.
What is the energy that can mobilize the General Bureau? If there really is such energy, then to put it bluntly, it is not so difficult to get a cat or a dog to parachute down and take their place.
At this moment, they have no intention of thinking about whether they have the money to do more "romantic affairs" at the end of this year, but whether they can sit on this chair tomorrow.
However, things turned out to be completely different from what they had imagined. The dragon, after the sword fairy gave them a painful lesson, seemed to fall asleep, or temporarily suffered from Alzheimer's disease, and completely forgot about it.
In short, the crew of the Tang Dynasty resumed filming, and these frightened bigwigs did not receive any further punishment except for making less money and worrying about what to use to introduce "blockbusters" next year.
The big guys who breathed a sigh of relief, in addition to rejoicing, also had a deeper fear of the capable people who could not be seen or touched.
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It doesn't matter who is playing the machination, and it doesn't matter who ends up settling it. When Zhao Yongqi also watched the melon eating crowd for a while, opened his mouth wide and watched the turn of God, everything returned to calm.
The crew resumed filming, and Qian Qiming still walked around the set with his hands behind his back every day like Maitreya Buddha. And Qian Wenwei's dissatisfied and angry scolding that resounded through the crew also sounded every day.
Although I tried to ask the two big directors what was going on. But the acting skills of the two big directors are no worse than those of the big stars, and they are completely like onlookers eating melons. made Zhao Yongqi suspicious, but he didn't think too deeply.
For things that he can't understand, Zhao Yongqi has always liked to waste too many brain cells. Naturally, there was not much difference this time. Moreover, he is actually very clear that this level of competition is not something he can participate in now. Instead of getting more things out of curiosity, it is better to be an onlooker and eat melons, watch the plot of God's twist, and then spit out the script is too bloody.
So, on the third day after the crew officially replied, the bastard boss who always threatened passers-by with a kitchen knife to buy mutton skewers reappeared at the door of the crew.
"Brother Qi, the mutton is going to be gone, you go cut some more. ā
The delicate voice of the little bun reached the ears of Zhao Yongqi, who was dealing with the mutton skewers in his hand.
"Okay!" Turning around, Zhao Yongqi said to Su Linlin, who was standing beside him studying: "Girl, I'll leave these to you, no problem." ā
"Well, no problem. "The big disciple of the kebab, who has already begun to get the true transmission, took it with confidence.
Zhao Yongqi also seemed to be relieved, and without saying anything, he picked up the kitchen knife and walked towards the half of the mutton that had been cut off in half but was still hanging.
Walking to the edge of the shelf with mutton hanging, he was about to start with a kitchen knife in his hand, when he heard a familiar voice behind him.
"Xiao Qi, I think, you are really talented as an actor. You get two fake beards, learn a few Xinjiang dialects, and pretend to be authentic Xinjiang lamb kebabs, which is definitely your best choice. ā
Turning around, there was no sense of surprise at the reunion of the brothers, waving his hand as if chasing flies, Zhao Yongqi rolled his eyes and said, "Hello Brother He, goodbye Brother He, don't send it." Turn right and there is a pool, which is only three inches deep, but it's enough to kill you. Hurry up, the weather has been hot late, and if it dries up, you will have to continue to waste the food that the farmer uncle has grown with great difficulty!"
Cheng He, who was robbed of "......" by a beating, opened his mouth, and finally decided to "focus on big things", walked over and patted Zhao Yongqi's shoulder with a smile and said, "Xiao Qi, don't mess with you." You're so busy that you don't have time to spare, so I had to bring my future daughter-in-law to the door. ā
"My ex-girlfriend five years ago?" Zhao Yongqi's eyes flashed, he looked left and right for a long time, and after finding that there was no stranger to the woman, he grabbed Cheng He's hand and said, "Where is it?"
Cheng He, who gritted his teeth, endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back, and pinched the big boy with his arm and laughed evilly: "I'll kill you first!"