"Ah, Oba!"

"Oba, Oba, Oba!"

"Oba, I love you. ”

Outside the Yida Cinema, when Park Zhengshuang's car stopped, the screams rose wave after wave, covering all the surrounding car sounds and human voices.

The car door opened, and Park Jung-shuang stepped out of the car with a warm smile on his face.

He waved his hand and shouted in impure Huaxia language: "Hello everyone, I'm Park Zhengshuang." ”

Isn't it pure? His fans, you can eat this set!

This cry was immediately exchanged for countless screams.

Tens of thousands of fans screamed in unison, almost knocking over the clouds above the magic capital.

Fans desperately want to squeeze forward, wanting to get closer to their idols.

However, there was a human wall composed of police, so they could only give up and watch Park Zhengshuang walk into Yida Cinema.

At this time, Park Zhengshuang suddenly turned around, and the smile of an electrocuted man came, and there was a bang, and the electricity fell several times.

Listening to the screams behind him, Park Zhengshuang was full of spirits, but he was extremely disdainful in his heart: "A group of brainless fans, they can't even afford tickets?"

In the first show, in order to maintain order, only audiences who have bought tickets can enter Yida Cinema.

And those who didn't go in didn't necessarily didn't buy tickets, they just didn't buy tickets for the first show.

In Hall A, the largest hall of Yida Cinema, 2,000 audiences are looking forward to it, just waiting for the idol to appear.

When Park Jung-shuang entered the theater, everyone stood up suddenly.

The screams were still there, and Park Jung-shuang's smile was even brighter.

"Thank you. ”

Park Zhengshuang bowed slightly in thanks.

Just these four words, just bowing slightly, made many fans cry with excitement.

"Oba, we love you. ”

"Oba, we will always support you. ”

"Oba ......"

Listening to the shouts, Park Zhengshuang glanced over and stopped at the girls in the first row.

It was a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and tall, with a baby face, which was particularly seductive.

Park Zhengshuang's heart was hot, and he glanced at the translator next to him.

The interpreter understood and immediately communicated with the staff, so that a seat was vacated next to the girl.

Park Zhengshuang walked over with a smile, and said secretly in his heart: "Tonight, it's just you." ”

Sitting down was only the first step, he believed that he didn't even need to hook his hand, as long as he looked at him, the girl would obediently follow him back to the hotel tonight.

There are disturbances, and the movie is about to begin.

All fans are paying attention, even if they can't watch it live, they are also paying attention to the box office.

Even if you don't eat for a few days, you have to contribute a movie ticket to Oba.

Yes, at this time, no one can care about Ye Beichen's Weibo scolding.

In their opinion, Ye Beichen made a turtle with a shrunken head and confessed it.

Really, is that really the case?

At this time, in the No. 8 villa of Amethyst Imperial Mansion, Ye Beichen was watching the video with his mobile phone - the video of the airport a few days ago.

100 reputation points for memory extraction, for Ye Beichen, it was too cheap.

The whole video, from the crowd surging, squeezing up together, the girl being kicked down by the bodyguard, until Park Jung-shuang left.

The whole process is from Ye Beichen's perspective.

After watching the video, Ye Beichen frowned.

He always felt that something was wrong.

After reading it again, Ye Beichen slapped it - he finally found that something was wrong.

No subtitles!

Ye Beichen's counterattack, Park Zhengshuang's remarks are the focus.

Park Zhengshuang's fans, I'm afraid few have learned stick language, what do they watch?

"Damn, I have to translate it myself. ”

Ye Beichen complained, and was just about to get a video editor, when subtitles suddenly appeared in the video.

Balala appeared beside Ye Beichen: "Brother stupid, there is an automatic translation in the mall, as long as you have 100 points, I have already redeemed it for you." ”

"And this thing?"

Ye Beichen asked suspiciously, and chuckled again: "In this way, see what else they can play!"

Ye Beichen said, sent the video to Weibo, and added a caption: "The true face of a certain stick." ”

Looking at the title, Ye Beichen was dissatisfied, and re-edited it: "Shocked! Huaxia is all brainless fans? A certain stick is just to make money?"

This time, Ye Beichen was satisfied.

After sending the video out, Ye Beichen easily @ the official micro of the Magic Shadow, the official micro of Light and Shadow, and the official micro of Yida Cinema......

All the distribution companies and theaters involved in the distribution and screening of "Future Man", Ye Beichen did not miss a single one.

After doing all this, Ye Beichen was curious, what kind of reaction would they have when they learned about it?

At the Shadow Headquarters, Zhao Lidong just hung up the phone, his face full of joy.

This rod, they won!

Just now, he got the following report, hundreds of theaters in the entire magic theater line, all of today's shows and all tomorrow's shows, all of them are sold short. Even the day after tomorrow, there are less than 20% left.

And the pre-sale box office of the whole movie has reached as high as 1.3 billion!

This has just been released.

Win-win, no, it's a win-win situation, except for Ye Beichen, it's all a win-win.

Just when he was thinking about whether to find a beautiful star to accompany him at night, the office door was suddenly opened roughly, and a man rushed in in a panic.

Zhao Lidong knows him, this is Xiao Li, who is in charge of the official micro.

"Xiao Li, what the hell are you doing! I don't know how to knock on the door?"

Zhao Lidong's anger did not frighten Xiao Li, who rushed forward quickly.

"Mr. Zhao, it's not good, something happened!"

"What's wrong? Which theater has a power outage? It's not right, you're in charge of the official micro...... Hmm, is someone hacking our shadow on Weibo?" asked Zhao Lidong unhurriedly.

"Not really!"

Xiao Li didn't know how to explain for a while, so he directly put the phone in front of Zhao Lidong.

"Mr. Zhao, see for yourself!"

Zhao Lidong watched inexplicably, and when he saw the bodyguard kick the girl and knock the girl down, he snorted disdainfully and was about to push the phone away.

"What's this? Kicking is kicking, just like that, can you turn the sky upside down?"

"No, Mr. Zhao, you go on! really, it's very serious!"

Xiao Li's last few words made Zhao Lidong endure and frown.

When he listened to Park Zhengshuang's words and saw that the subtitles showed "A group of little girls, what are you polite to them", he frowned slightly, but he didn't take it seriously.

But when he saw Park Zhengshuang say the words "Huaxia is all brainless fans, we are here to make money", his brain smacked and he almost fainted.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao......" Seeing that Zhao Lidong stared at him and didn't speak, Xiao Li hurriedly called twice.

Zhao Lidong gritted his teeth and held back a few words from between his teeth: "Have the subtitles been confirmed?"

"Confirmed, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to tell you. Someone in our group has learned stick language, and Park Jung-shuang's words ......"

Behind, Zhao Lidong couldn't hear it anymore.

All he could hear was a buzzing in his head, and two words kept coming to his head—it's over.

(End of chapter)