Huang Tao scratched her chubby belly and said, "I don't have any ideas, I just think, you don't have money to advertise, you can get some news topics out, it's best to be on TV." There are so many more people watching the news than watching commercials, and if you can get on the TV news, won't you be able to show everyone else? ”

"On the TV news?" Huang Tao's proposal made Huang Guokun's eyes light up, and he seemed to see a new way of propaganda that took the sword sideways.

Huang Guolun told Huang Tao: "It's more difficult to be on the news than to spend money on advertising, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, you think anyone can be on the news." ”

Still scratching her cute fat belly, Huang Tao frowned and said, "Is it so difficult to be on the news? I remember reading a particularly popular social news before, which was about a woman who fell out of love and took revenge on society, wearing a white dress every night, covering her face with her hair, and pretending to be a ghost to scare people on the street. There are old people who were scared by this woman and went to the hospital, and some people were scared to chase and beat this woman, all of which were recorded by the monitoring probe, and then the woman was arrested, and this matter was on the news, and many stations let it go, and many people knew about it. ”

Huang Guokun recalled: "This is a strange thing in the first half of this year, I seem to have seen the news. ”

Huang Tao opened his mind, and then said: "Uncle, your movie happens to be a zombie, you can also make a big news, find a few actors to pretend to be zombies to scare people, and if you get it, you will definitely be on TV!"

Huang Guolun said angrily: "Aren't you lacking in morality! Pretend to be a zombie to scare people?!"

"Don't scare people you don't know. Like a little military advisor, Huang Tao gave Huang Guokun an idea: "Uncle, you can let the company's actors play zombies to scare your company's own employees." Don't tell the scared employees about this beforehand, scare them secretly, and set up a camera next to them to capture their most realistic reactions. Wait until the event to invite these frightened employees to eat a few big meals, comfort them, or give them bonuses to compensate. I'm sure they'll gladly accept it, and not only won't they think you're lacking in virtue, but they'll also feel lucky to get the prize. On the other hand, if you post the zombie material you have taken at hand to a news TV station or major news websites, hyping up the zombie infestment, this matter is likely to spread on the Internet. After everyone pays attention, you will uncover the mystery and tell you that this is a creative promotional video made by your company for the new movie, so that the movie will not be known to everyone. ”

Huang Guokun was stupid when he heard it.

Huang Guolun is also stupid.

Even Bai Yao, who has the highest IQ, was stupid when she heard it on the sidelines.

They didn't expect that Huang Tao, a little kid, could think so carefully and come up with such a creative idea to promote the movie!

Although this method is not good, it will attract overwhelming scolding, saying that their company deceives people and does whatever it takes to publicize, and there is no lower limit.

But even if they are scolded like this, the publicity effect of their film can be played very well!

Mix in this circle, you are not afraid of being scolded, but you are afraid that there is no one who scolds you!

What Huang Tao said is definitely a god idea!

Huang Guokun's originally haggard and worried expression suddenly became pleasantly surprised, and he laughed wildly and praised Huang Tao: "Peach, uncle really convinced you this time! You are too powerful! This ghost idea of yours is worth a thousand gold! I will drive all those propaganda personnel of our company tomorrow, I will simply ask you to be the publicity director of our company! Haha!"

Huang Tao thought that Huang Guokun was telling the truth, but he didn't hear that it was a joke, so he looked up and said proudly: "Uncle, I won't go to your company to work for you." If you think I'm right, treat me to a few world-class meals!"

"Definitely! absolutely! It must be!" Huang Guokun promised: "If this thing is really done, I will take you to travel around the world and eat delicious food all over the world!"

"You're really my uncle!

Huang Taoxin jumped up with joy.

Huang Guolun bombarded Huang Tao: "Hurry up and feed Dudu, don't give your uncle bad ideas." ”

Huang Guokun refuted: "Where is this a bad idea! I think this idea of a peach is absolutely amazing! This thing is very feasible! If you get it right, you can make our film popular all over the Internet! This is even more powerful than a big star posting on Weibo!"

Huang Tao said proudly: "Uncle, if you think it's good, do it quickly, don't grind with my father." My dad usually watches too little TV, his brain is too old-fashioned, and he doesn't know what creativity is king! It's up to you. ”

After saying that, Huang Tao stopped waiting for training in front of Huang Guolun, ran back to Bai Yao complacently, and continued to feed Dudu.

Huang Guokun was really impressed by Huang Tao this time, and sighed to Huang Guolun in a daze: "My eldest nephew, it's just a god!"

Huang Guolun felt that this matter was not so appropriate, so he persuaded Huang Guokun: "What is God, he just has a lot of ideas." Don't listen to him, you can do it. You must think twice about this and think about the consequences before doing it. Don't steal the chicken, it's too late to regret it. ”

Huang Guokun said to Huang Guolun with disgust: "Peaches said that what you said is really right! You are an old and old-fashioned elm pimple, and you have a lot of worries." You can't do anything big in your life!"

"You can achieve great things!" Huang Guolun lowered his voice and retorted to Huang Guokun.

Huang Guokun looked at Huang Tao adoringly and said: "I can't make a big deal either, but our peach will definitely be able to do a big thing in the future! Even if this kid does something big that shocks the world in the future, I won't be surprised! It is said that the three-year-old looks old, and the peach is a four-year-old god! This little guy is really too godly!"

Huang Guokun was completely amazed by Huang Tao this night.

His "constipation" was also cured by Huang Tao's prescription.

The propaganda plan that I have been asking for was actually pointed out by Huang Tao with a ghost idea.

Huang Tao said that this creative plan is extremely feasible and successful, but the cost is extremely low!

If this thing is to be done well, they are likely to make a viral magic marketing that will make the whole network look sideways!

The more Huang Guokun thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't sit still at Huang Guolun's house.

After eating in a hurry, he talked to Huang Guolun about filming another court drama "Concubine Qingbenjia", and asked Huang Guolun to prepare the music of the Qing palace in advance, so he didn't stay for a moment, kissed Huang Tao wildly, and hurried out to the company, and convened a meeting of the company's senior management overnight to urgently plan this very creative publicity plan.

Huang Guolun heard that Huang Guokunming's spring year was going to shoot a palace bloody drama in which the emperor and the ghost concubine fell in love and killed each other, and he was directly dumbfounded.

How he thinks this story is nonsense.

Huang Guokun and their previous filming of "The Good Corpse of Qing Ben" was good, because the script design was good, and the special effects were also very good, but the story itself did not deviate too much from the conventional biochemical films, and then it was easier to be accepted.

But now their company is going to make a ghost love movie with a huge brain hole, which is simply nondescript, and it is not good to encounter Waterloo!

However, listening to Huang Guokun's meaning, their new film is about to enter the preparatory stage. The script story has been revised several times, and the arrow is ready to be sent out, and Huang Guolun is not good at persuading anything.

He can only do his best to help Huang Guokun, and strive to bring up the compulsion of this film in terms of soundtrack.

Fortunately, he has several very classic court drama soundtracks in his head, all of which have the style of a master, and he can definitely handle it.

He thought it was made by himself, but he didn't know that these court soundtracks were all award-winning soundtracks for the classic movie "The Last Emperor" from another world.

In particular, its overture, "Main Title Theme (The Last Emperor)" by musician David Byrne, is a masterpiece of Oriental court music!

If he knew how well-known this song was in another world, he would definitely not secretly invest this song pearl in the four-different "Qing Ben Jia Fei" that their company was about to shoot......

The smog in the capital was blown away by the northwest wind this night.

The gloom in Huang Guokun's heart was also blown away a lot by Huang Tao's ghost ideas.

The next Thursday.

The sky in the capital is like a wash.

Such good weather makes everyone's mood very good.

Huang Guolun drove Bai Yao, who finally didn't need to wear a mask, to Zhongsheng Hutong this morning, and asked Bai Yao to get off the bus and go to school.

He didn't have a meeting that morning, no classes, and didn't have to go to school so early, so he went back to the old house in Zhongsheng Hutong, cleaned up his home, and sorted out the materials and lesson plans for "Water Tune Song Head".

At noon today, he was going to take Sun Yanjin and the choir of their class to practice singing, and he had to prepare these materials in advance.

It was almost eight o'clock, and Huang Guolun left the house and walked leisurely to school.

At this hour, the students of the experimental middle school have already started their first class.

There should be no students in the experimental middle school on the road.

But when he was about to walk to school, Huang Guolun saw a tall man carrying an old denim schoolbag and wearing a red sports school uniform of the experimental middle school from the intersection in front of him.

Take a closer look, it seems to be Zhang Liang!

"Zhang Liang!"

Huang Guolun stopped Zhang Liang from behind.

Zhang Liang turned around and saw that it was Huang Guolun walking towards him, and he greeted Huang Guolun with a smirk.

He greeted, "Hey, Mr. Huang, it's morning!"

"It's early, what time is it?"

Huang Guolun pointed to the watch on his wrist and asked Zhang Liang, "Why did you come to school this night?"

"Alas, don't mention it, this morning is so depressing. ”

Zhang Liang complained dejectedly: "I came out of the house very early, but then something happened, and I ran home to change my pants again." This delay is late. ”

Huang Guolun pulled Zhang Liang to the school, and asked him as he walked: "What's wrong with you, why do you go home and change your pants?

"What a, it's much worse than a! I've been mistaken for sitting on ''. ”