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In fact, Feng Min had been gloomy for a morning, and when she saw the news of Yiwang, the female reporter's mood immediately sank to the bottom. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo.

After a night of excitement for the "big news", Feng Min's face couldn't help but feel a little haggard, looking at the news headlines of various companies on the computer screen, she was a little dazed.

She finally understood what An Ran meant by "**", while she was happy that the little guy had already laid out the layout, was not played by Oriental Film and Television, and was also a general of the army, Feng Min's heart also fluctuated several times, and finally it was gloomy.

The female reporter really wanted to call her friend, Li Xiao, the editor of TT Music, to complain, after all, the two are super fans of Enron and have many topics in common.

And as media people, the two have also witnessed Enron's growth experience along the way, and they are really senior fans.

But in the end, Feng Min still put down his mobile phone, leaned back on the back of the chair, and waved to the editor in the office, "Xiaomeng, you follow up on the news of Enron, and by the way, I will take a rest for a while." ”

Xiaomeng nodded, "Well, I'm doing it, Sister Feng, you can sleep for a while." ”

With a head full of resentment, Feng Min shrunk in a chair, dragging her heavy eyelids, and half-asleep, only to hear the little editor calling softly in her ear.

"Sister Feng? Sister Feng? ”

"Ready? I won't read it, just send it......" Like a dream, Feng Min rubbed the pillow on the back of the chair.

"Sister Feng, I have your phone." The editor reached out and shook his chair.

"I hate ......", Feng Min snorted in his nose, "just say I'm not there and go out for an interview...... I'm going to sleep. ”

"Uh...... He said...... He was Enron. ”

"Didn't I say it, just say that I don't ......" Suddenly, Feng Min sat up suddenly, looking at the little editor's excited expression, "You say...... Who? ”

"It's Enron, his voice is good, and it's very gentle, I said I wanted to sign it, he immediately agreed, and said to send me a courier, ha, now Congcong and they are going to be envious to death, yesterday they also complained that Enron was too low-key, and there were very few autographs and group photos......"

The little editor's face was flushed, and he took small steps all the way, following Feng Min**, chattering non-stop, until Feng Min picked up the microphone, the little editor closed his mouth, stood next to him, and pasted his little face over, his expression was full of joy.

"Hey...... Enron? Well, I have seen ...... Oops, it's okay, it's okay......"

The moment he heard An Ran's voice, Feng Min's resentment disappeared in an instant, and a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes flashed with brilliance, how could he still look tired from sleeping all night.

After listening for a while, the little editor opened her mouth in surprise, her eyes blinked and blinked, and the few words "I'm sorry" and "I'm really sorry" that came out of the microphone just now were heard clearly, and her eyes couldn't help but be full of envy when she looked at Feng Min at this moment.

I have long heard other colleagues talk about it, saying that Sister Feng has a good relationship with some artists in the circle, especially Enron.

I thought that at most I was a little more familiar, because in this circle, the media and artists are originally a symbiotic relationship that uses each other, and no one will be too stiff when they look down and don't look up, even if they usually go out to eat together and sing a song, most of them are just acting on the spot.

If you want to say how close the relationship between media and artists is, to be honest, I have never seen a small editor who has been in the industry for a year.

But after listening to these few sentences, especially An Ran's gentle explanation, as well as some exclusive news revealed later, the little editor felt that she was in a posture today, and looked at Feng Min's gaze, and couldn't help but become a little admired......

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In fact, it wasn't until Sun Mingliang's phone was blown up by reporters from various media outlets within half an hour that Enron knew what was going on.

He opened the online news of the day, and the news about the hottest new star in the music industry in 2013 will be directing and making movies for the first time is almost overwhelming.

Only then did An Ran knock on the door of his head, with a wry smile on his face, "I just said that I seemed to have forgotten something......

But fortunately, the news transferred from Yiwang is just the movie information seen on the reporting webpage of the General Information Administration, except for the simple information of the shooting company, director, and screenwriter, there is no more detailed content.

So in the call with Feng Min, An Ran also did an exclusive interview, about some ideas about this movie, the motivation for shooting, the process of preliminary preparation, the theme of the whole movie, and even the characters, etc., An Ran did not have too many reservations, and almost all of them were revealed to Feng Min.

As for how Honglang.com uses these news to make news, Enron is still very confident in Feng Min, even if the Huaxia Brothers don't communicate too much, as a senior media person, Feng Min can also achieve the best publicity effect.

The two chatted for more than an hour before hanging up the phone.

"Xiaohu," Sun Mingliang pushed the door and walked in, Uncle Shuai's face was a little ugly, "Liu Jin called just now......

After listening, the corners of An Ran's mouth twitched slightly, sure enough, whether it was Liu Jin or Oriental Film and Television, their anger was completely imaginable, and the phone call to Sun Mingliang was also full of threats, but Oriental Film and Television's reaction, An Ran had already thought clearly, it was nothing more than those very old-fashioned methods in the entertainment industry.

If it were other artists, he really couldn't underestimate the anger of Oriental Film and Television, but for Enron, he really never took it to heart.

"Don't pay attention to them," An Ran comforted Sun Mingliang while tapping on the keyboard, after all, for people like Uncle Liang, who have worked hard at the bottom of the entertainment industry for many years, the threat of these big companies is still very deterrent.

"Our preliminary purpose has been achieved, and everyone will play their own games in the future, even if we know that we are borrowing chickens to lay eggs, Director Liu Da and Oriental Film and Television have no way to ...... at all."

The methods of these large companies are nothing more than those sets over and over again.

The most direct and effective preferred method is nothing more than **, but ...... No kidding.

Enron is not like Chu Feng who is a contracted artist of Oriental Film and Television, since he was promoted by the company, he signed a contract to sell himself with sky-high liquidated damages, and he must follow the company's arrangements in the future.

As for what Liu Jin hinted at when he threatened on the phone, with the influence of Oriental Film and Television, it is enough to make it difficult for Enron to move an inch in the film and television industry in the future, and the most basic thing is that Oriental Film and Television can guarantee that most big-budget films will not have Enron's role at all.

An Ran doesn't care about this even more, if he were to change to another artist, I'm afraid he would have panicked a long time ago.

But as a reborn person, Enron has resources that no one can imagine, if Oriental Film and Television really thinks that relying on this can make him bow his head, or even give up this movie directly, it is really a big mistake.

As for the last point, An Ran smiled slightly, "Uncle Liang, the author of "The Legend of Wukong", but he is sitting in front of you......"

"Huh?" Sun Mingliang blinked.

His complexion has soothed a lot, Uncle Shuai is not really frightened by Liu Jin's threat, An Ran can be a newborn calf and is not afraid of tigers, but he must think more carefully.

"No one knows these two movies better than me, or the difference between these two scripts", An Ran glanced at the computer screen, pressed the send button, and saw that the other party's avatar on TT was gray, so he stood up and sat opposite Sun Mingliang.

"He's going to sue for infringement? Then let him sue, we just take it, I really hope that Oriental Film and Television will make a big deal about it......"

I don't know how many film and television dramas with the theme of "Journey to the West" have been filmed in the past few decades, and more than 30 satellite TV stations in China alone have co-produced five or six versions.

Just because the names of several characters in "The Legend of Wukong" are similar, according to the licensing contract of "The Legend of Wukong", "Journey to the West", which has a completely different plot, has no infringement at all, as the author of "The Legend of Wukong" and the creator of the script of "Journey to the West", no one can know the difference better than An Ran.

Therefore, any threat from Liu Jin is meaningless to An Ran and the Huaxia brothers.

Sun Mingming's face was obviously relaxed, and he was completely relieved, he was purely concerned about it, and he didn't think of anything that he couldn't think of, but he was a little confused for a while.

Uncle Shuai patted his head, smiled, and looked at An Ran's eyes with great satisfaction, the longer they got along, the more the characteristics of An Ran made him feel how correct his decision was.

The kind of steady, meticulous consideration and planning that should not be possessed by a seventeen-year-old little hairy child beyond his age, made him sigh again and again, and then thought about the son who was a few years old in the family, but was frizzy all the time, Sun Mingliang had to be jealous of his old friend again.

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Beijing Film and Television Academy, Block ** in the dormitory area, Room 503.

"Xiaoyu, I've done a good job, I'm going to interview for peanut milk ads tomorrow morning, and I'll make an appointment with a clothing model from a baby online store in the afternoon, and the day after tomorrow will be ......

Ha! The day after tomorrow is the best, "Super Teacher" recruits female supporting roles, it is Director Zhao's play, it would be good if we could get the role, it is best to be able to mix a few lines in the corner, and it is almost 800 to 1,000 yuan a day...... I heard Lin Fang in the next dormitory say today that there are a lot of students who plan to apply for this play......"

Saying that, Lin Xiuxiu's own tone began to hesitate, "There are so many people who are rushing to play...... Wolves have more meat and less meat......"

Alone muttered for a long time, Lin Xiuxiu saw that Lu Xiaoyu didn't respond, just sat in front of the notebook in a daze, Lin Xiuxiu puffed out her face, and stepped forward and pushed her unhappily.

"Well? I've been telling you this for a long time, and you won't reply to me? The little temper is rising, you! ”

"I said you, it's time to change your temper, the last time the drama said to sleep together, don't we just ignore him, don't you see less of this kind of thing? He can't always lean to his side, it's better for you to slap the girl directly, and ...... in the future."

"Lu! Small! Fish! Did you listen to me? I said you...... Ay? What is it? ”

Lin Xiuxiu looked at Lu Xiaoyu's computer screen, and when she saw a paragraph in the tt dialog box, she finally understood why Lu Xiaoyu was stupid.

"Little... Small Fish ...... I read that right...... This is ......" Lin Xiuxiu's face was full of disbelief and opened her small mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a high-pitched cheer sounded, Lu Xiaoyu jumped excitedly, turned around and hugged Lin Xiuxiu, and wantonly rubbed Lin Xiuxiu's little face, "He contacted me!" When he contacted me, I knew he must remember me......"

Lin Xiuxiu let her face be rubbed, glanced at the computer screen blankly, and then looked at Lu Xiaoyu who was laughing maniacally, her slurred tone was extremely weak-

"I shrunk ...... Sprinkle mushrooms and cool ...... Let's talk about the point......"

…… (To be continued.) )