Chapter 1133: Press Conference

Wu Yan is young, and his personality is not afraid of heaven and earth. Brokers can't do it, this is clearly scolding, and it is stimulating the market.

Wu Yan is the chairman of the board of directors, and she is Lambovan in Haonianhua Group, and even Liu Ping has to implement the decisions she makes. But not among his classmates, Sun Buroll yelled at Wu Yan: "What are you singing?" The best way to show your strength is to release the movie. Is it interesting to engage in all this nonsense? ”

Wu Yan didn't have a curse. These boys are all in a group, and if Zhang Qiusheng is provoked, it will be more difficult to do, and I am afraid that I will not even be able to hold a press conference.

Wu Yan thought about it, searched it with his divine sense, and then came to a food stall outside the hotel, where several boys were eating barbecue. Wu Yan and Zhang Qiusheng don't talk to each other often, but she likes to find Zhang Qiusheng to pinch them. She knew that Zhang Qiusheng had engraved a disc of "Long Song Xing", and the disc was usually placed in a ring.

Wu Yan asked Zhang Qiusheng for this disc now, and she planned to play a few of them at the press conference to show Ling Jing's strength.

Wu Zhen immediately thought that his sister was messing around again. The competent authorities in the province have not yet approved the project for this film, and strictly speaking, they have not even approved the right to produce the film in Good Years. If you do this, it is tantamount to suing the relevant departments that the movie has been filmed, and it will be cut first and then played. What will the authorities think? Whether it will be difficult in the future or not, I will definitely think that no one in our eyes does not take them seriously.

However, Zhang Qiusheng felt that Wu Yan's idea was very good, and he had this idea for a long time. For this idea, he even made several sets of CDs. Originally, I wanted to put these discs online, but now it's better to take out a set.

Wu Zhen had a headache. Seriously, my sister and Zhang Qiusheng have to pinch each other. As for the evil thing, the two hit it off. What is this called? Wu Zhen yelled at Zhang Qiusheng: "If you do this, it is very likely that the relevant departments will not let this movie be released." ”

Don't give it to the public. Zhang Qiusheng took a sip of beer, burped and said: "Without a public screening license, I simply engraved the disc, and I stole my own version." Anyway, this movie has almost no cost, and there is still a lot of film left, which is already profitable. As for CDs, selling one is one, and every time you sell one, you make money. ”

Wu Zhen slammed the beer bottle on the table, and shouted at Zhang Qiusheng with more strength: "What about the time? What about energy? Can these things be measured in money? ”

What about time and energy? Our toiling people's time and energy are worthless. Zhang Qiusheng ate a string of mutton into his mouth like playing a harmonica, and then said: "Even if time and energy are worth a little money, then what's the matter?" Traveling around the world to eat, drink and have fun, don't you need money? We should eat what we should eat, we should play and play, compared to those who pay out of pocket to travel, do we lose out?

Besides, we also piggybacking on you to help you and Xia Xiaoxue survive a catastrophe. What a big deal is that? Is this something that money can buy? ”

Wu Zhen had nothing to say. According to Zhang Qiusheng's statement, it is indeed earned, and it is a big profit. Flying around the world by private jet, flying wherever you want to play, how can the average tourist have this treatment? I and Xia Xiaoxue have made a lot of money, and no one has made money like me since ancient times. The current cultivation of the ancestors of the Liu family is not as high as mine, right? Hahaβ€”β€”, that's good.

Zhang Qiusheng took out the disc from the ring and piled it up on the entire dining table. Wu Yan didn't expect there to be so many. This is Zhang Qiusheng re-arranging and re-engraving all the shots into discs according to different ideas. Many lenses were not used in the film, and Zhang Qiusheng felt that it was a pity that they were discarded and engraved into the disc. Zhang Qiusheng picked a plate for Wu Yan.

Wu Yan didn't ask what was in the CD, she picked it up and left, she was afraid that her brother would be verbose again. If you have money to do things, you immediately knock on the door of the audio company and rent a set of superlative equipment. Then find a hotel to rent its lobby, indicating that it is here to hold a press conference.

It was in full swing, and the party was just over. The guests and reporters invited by the organizer returned to the hotel one after another, and when they looked up, they saw a banner on the gate "Good Year Hua Film and Television Company and Ling Jing Press Conference". The guests, especially those who had a good relationship with Hao Nianhua and Zhang Qiusheng, stopped to watch, not to mention the reporters, whose duty was to attend the press conference.

Two 54-inch TVs were placed on either side of the lobby, which was the largest TV at the time. What plasma, rear projection, LCD TVs have not yet come out.

The press conference hadn't officially started yet, but people were quickly hooked on TV. On TV, Ling Jing was dancing a dance. It is a modern dance that has just been introduced to China for a short time. The audience saw Ling Jing struggling in pain, as if she was about to break free from some powerful restraint. The song starts, and the subtitles show the title of the song "New Sprouts".

Ling Jing's confusion and thinking can be heard in the singing. Confusion about the world, confusion about society, confusion about life. The picture also changes with the song, a new sprout tenaciously stretches out tender leaves under the weight of the boulder, it gradually grows, it opens the boulder and grows into a sapling. With saplings and boulders in the background, Ling Jing was still dancing and struggling, struggling, struggling——。

The whole lobby was quiet, except for the sound of music on the TV, even the people who had just come in from outside were immediately infected by the sound of music and stopped to watch quietly. There are more and more people in the lobby, and the crowd stretches from the lobby to the door to the stairs, and even if there is nothing to see, people are willing to listen to the music that penetrates the heart.

Would you like to listen to music that speaks to your heart? The real shock is in the back. The picture has changed, the music has changed, and Ling Jing is standing in the Colosseum in ancient Rome, staring at this historical site. The picture gradually changes to another ancient Western building, and those who know a little about world history can see at a glance that this is the ancient Roman gladiatorial arena.

That's right, the Colosseum. It is not the one shown in the picture just now, but it is preserved as a ruin in the Colosseum in Italy. This gladiatorial arena is larger and more magnificent than the Colosseum on the screen just now.

Two slave gladiators are fighting to the death, when the image suddenly flashes, and one gladiator is pierced in the abdomen by a sword and falls in a pool of blood. The gladiatorial arena, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people, boiled, and all kinds of shouts were overwhelming like a tsunami, gradually converging into two voices: "Kill him!" "No, stay!"

Gold coins and handkerchiefs rained down on the gladiatorial arena below. Throw gold coins to kill the wounded gladiator, throw handkerchiefs and ask to stay.

The song sounded, it was Ling Jing singing, a wordless chant, a chant full of human confusion and confusion about history, a chant full of human compassion, an unaccompanied chant, or a chant accompanied by the bloody savage noise in the background.

Qing Yue's female voice piercing the clouds and the noisy and rude harmony form a huge auditory contrast. The colorful Ling Jing and the black and white background of the ancient gladiatorial arena form a strong visual contrast, making the audience feel breathless, and deeply attracted and unable to turn their eyes.

Not to mention the audience, even Wu Yan and his agent, and even Ling Jing herself were stunned. None of them had ever seen anything like it, and they had never heard music like it. How is this made?

Viewers also found that the two songs had one thing in common, the background sounds were rude. The difference is that the background sound of the previous song is downstream, and the savage of the latter song. The previous song is all about "stinky tables-sub; rotten - goods; came out to sell. Wait, the latter is "Kill him and see blood!" ”

Such contrasts and conflicts give people too much sensory stimulation, which makes people breathless and unforgettable for a long time, and they want to watch it again after watching it again, and they never get tired of watching and listening.

The disc is finished. The lobby was quiet, the stairwell was quiet, the doorway and the street were quiet, the balconies of the nearby apartment buildings were full of people, and the pedestrians and vehicles stopped to listen to the music.

After about a dozen seconds, someone whispered, "That's great, can you play it again?" "More and more people are making such requests. Zhang Qiusheng withdrew the disc from the machine and put it back into the disc.

The vast prairie is full of horses. In the distance a woman was singing, in a long tune. In the vast and distant singing, the camera gradually zoomed in, and it was Ling Jing singing.

The horses are galloping, the camera is slowly changing, and the singing is also changing, from a distant Meng-ancient long tune to a passionate love song. On one side of the picture is a fiery phoenix wood, and on the other side is a turquoise jacaranda, half sea and half flame. The actor walked from a distance with Ling Jing in his arms, and then walked into the distance.

The audience erupted in warm applause. The applause lasted for a long time, and someone shouted loudly: "The heroine comes out, Ling Jing comes out, let's meet!" ”

Ling Jing came out, she was standing behind the service desk all the time, and people were so engrossed in watching TV that they ignored her. Ling Jing's eyes were full of tears, and she was speechless. She was speechless and could only bow deeply to the audience.

The press conference was a huge success even before it began. The background sound of the song "New Sprouts" just now, and the indecent abuse, already showed what kind of slander Ling Jing had suffered and what kind of rumors she had experienced.

The agent was about to make a few statements when the elevator door opened, revealing several police officers escorting Chutz Lake and three women inside.

There was another sensation in the lobby, reporters took pictures and videos, and more than 20 microphones asked questions to the highest-ranking policeman. There were too many people in the lobby, and the police escorted Chuz Lake out with difficulty.

In the face of the reporter's unrelenting question, the police simply replied that the captured person had nothing to say about the silver, chaos, and poison, and they didn't even say the name of Chuz Lake.

It doesn't matter if the police don't expose the name of Chuzi Lake, gossip reporters all know Houzi Lake. After a while, the six women came down and made a statement to the reporters present, that Chuds Lake had gathered all the people to make a mess of their business, and that the three women had been found by Chuds Lake from somewhere else. We don't want to ruin our reputation because of Chuz Lake, we still have to eat.

After the six female backup dancers made statements, Ling Jing's agent was about to follow up with a statement. At this time, a team of SWAT officers came outside. The special police officers shouted with electric horns: "Disperse, disperse, interfere with the rest of the residents in the middle of the night, disperse immediately!" ”