Quiescence.

It was as if the whole world had fallen silent.

Airplanes~

Immediately afterward, Django felt a concussion sound in his head.

At that moment, I was empty, embarrassed, and unbelievable......

Countless complex emotions converged in his heart.

He heard it!

He heard it all!

He mocked his words, so close, he couldn't have heard them.

The moment he saw Zhou Yang coming over, he took a step back uncontrollably.

Uncontrollably, video footage of Zhou Yang beating Xu Xiaoming in the recording studio and Donnie Yen beating Huo Yuanjie at the Yanjing International Hotel appeared uncontrollably in his mind.

Every punch is a fist to the flesh.

His face turned pale instantly, and the buzzing in his mind became louder.

It was an instinctive sense of fear.

This guy is a monster that can punch forty-eight kilograms.

If he is outburst, then he ......

When he thought of a consequence, Django's wine woke up in an instant.

"Director Jiang."

"Zhou, President Zhou......" Django felt his heart tremble violently, and he stammered slightly.

"I haven't left yet." Jiang Ge saw Zhou Yang show a silly smile: "Director Jiang, your tie is crooked, I'll help you sort it out." ”

"No, no."

"It's fine."

“……”

Django saw that Zhou Yang's smile was very bright, and then walked over and very kindly helped Django sort out his tie, at that moment, Django had a chill down his spine, and his heart was almost beating to his throat, after finishing it, Django saw Zhou Yang looking at himself with a smile: "Director Jiang, I will learn more from you in the future." ”

Zhou Yang's smile was like a spring breeze.

Django, on the other hand, felt cold and at the same time hid a sense of murder.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Zhou Yang didn't suddenly beat him up, nor did he scold him, as if he hadn't heard Fang Cai's words, nodded to Secretary Chen, and left the bathroom.

Django looked at Zhou Yang's back as he left, his mind blank.

After a long time of leaving, Django breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Subsequently, he found that his back was wet.

"Let you be quiet, now that you are heard...... Secretary Chen looked at Django's dull gaze, and subconsciously asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, I'm fine......"

…………………………

In the early morning, Yanjing City was brightly lit.

The bar in the distance was still noisy, and a couple of vomiting women came out.

Under the street lamp, Zhou Yang looked at everything around him, and there was an indescribable sense of unreality.

Django's words Zhou Yang naturally listened to them, and they were unusually clear.

It doesn't matter if you're angry or not, but you suddenly feel that everyone is wearing a smiling mask, smiling at you in public, and you can't find any fault, but no one knows whether it's a person or a ghost under the mask.

From "Mine Bottom" to "The Grandmaster......

He has always tried his best to learn the strengths and strengths of each director, and constantly imagines how he should deal with this situation, how to face it, and whether there will be a better way.

But if you think about it, he really hasn't directed a movie on his own?

I was reincarnated well, and I was one of the lucky ones......

Under the street lamp, Zhou Yang, who was walking home, suddenly laughed, his smile revealing a bit of mockery.

It is estimated that among the traversers, there are few who are worse than themselves, right?

After returning home and taking a shower, Zhou Yang couldn't sleep left and right, so he simply stood up, sat on the table according to the ideas in his mind, and wrote out the main content of "Infernal Affairs" according to his original memory.

After writing it, looking at the outline of about 500 words, Zhou Yang fell into deep thought.

His memory is not very clear, except for some classic lines and general plot directions in it, Zhou Yang found that he had almost forgotten many details.

This is a movie with a clear context, but the lens language is extremely complex, and when Zhou Yang saw "Infernal Affairs" for the first time, he didn't even know what the relationship between the characters was.

However, there are still several classic famous scenes that Zhou Yang can completely recall.

A few hours passed in a hurry, and Zhou Yang wrote the lines and camera language about "Infernal Affairs" in his mind as much as possible on the script, and wrote it densely.

When he finished writing, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was sure that he couldn't remember anything else, he put down the script.

The next step is to fill in the details in your own way.

He stretched, then glanced at the morning glow outside the window, his face showing a bit of a trance.

Before you know it, it's dawn.

Then I read the script again.

When he thought of Django's "Nightcrawler" and what Django said in the toilet, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and suddenly thought of the names of several other remakes of "Infernal Affairs".

Immediately afterwards, the name of "Infernal Affairs" was changed to "The Departed".

Just after Zhou Yang finished changing it, Zhou Yang glanced up at the calendar.

It was discovered that today is April 15th.

It seems that tomorrow is the official release day of Song Qianqian's new album "Sunshine".

At this time, Zhou Yang's mobile phone rang, and it was Song Qianqian calling.

All right.

The copycat phone with the electric board turned on automatically.

…………………………

Airplanes shuttle through the clouds.

There is still about half an hour before Huaxia.

Lu Zitao looked at the white clouds floating on the peaks of the mountains below, and his heart was very excited.

In half an hour, he will meet his lovely fans in Huaxia.

"We're about to make history!" He heard Kim Jae-myung, the agent in the rear, say this in uplifting Korean.

When Lu Zitao heard this, his heart became excited for no reason.

Three years ago!

He left China and went to South Korea, where he longed, to learn singing, dancing and rapping.

He endured a lot of hardships, and even practiced the piano so that his hands were numb, his throat was hoarse when he sang and sang, and he even sweated profusely several times.

In the end, the hard work paid off, and he finally stood out from more than 1,000 trainees and signed a contract with EXC, the first day of the Korean group, becoming the youngest member of the group.

The moment he was chosen, he felt like a lucky man favored by God, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

Everyone wants to be able to stand under the Micron Lamp in the eyes of all eyes, surrounded by endless cheers and applause......

"Zitao, you are the youngest one in the team, you must study hard with the seniors later, and let the seniors go first, especially the seniors of Lee Joong Ki ......"

"Of course, we will arrange a suitable spot for you......"

"I have made an appointment with the major media in China, and the new album "Fireworks" will be sold simultaneously tomorrow, and I have specially put your Chinese song "Fledgling" in the main position, which will give you a chance to perform......"

"However, when interviewing the team, you must not steal the limelight from the seniors, remember that you are a newcomer......"

“……”

The agent came to Lu Zitao and repeatedly told Lu Zitao a few words.

Lu Zitao nodded.

Looking at the few seniors in front of him who were laughing, his eyes flashed with a bit of instinctive awe.

When he first joined EXC, he basically couldn't get his turn in many interviews, and he didn't even appear with his seniors, often after the performance, he helped carry the clothes and luggage of the seniors, like an assistant, of course, he didn't feel uncomfortable because of these, but felt taken for granted, and even felt honored from time to time because he could get closer to his seniors.

Before he joined EXC, EXC was already the first day group in Asia, not only with countless fans in South Korea, but also almost explosive in China.

And he, now that he has joined this heavenly group and become a part of this heavenly group, can he not be honored?

"Good job!"

"Understood!"

The plane landed in Yanjing Airport, and the hatch slowly opened.

The seniors began to tidy up their clothes, showing their most handsome smiles, to greet those lovely Chinese fans.

"Hey, it's so troublesome, what should I do if I sign it with a sour hand?"

"Cheer up, Wei Dazhong, there is a tough battle to fight today!"

"Yes, I understand, Senior Lee Joong Ki, in fact, I am not interested in this trip to China at all, I don't have a good impression of this country, and the quality of these people is generally very low......"

"Don't think so, at least this market is the largest in the whole of Asia!"

"Submit to the market, hey...... Lu Zitao, help me carry the bag, and if there are too many fans, you can help block it......"

"Okay senior."

Lu Zitao subconsciously stood up, showed a flattering smile, and then helped carry the luggage, and walked out of the cabin door with him.

When everyone walked out of the cabin door, Jin Zaiming, the agent of EXC, took out his mobile phone to restore the signal and dialed the phone number of the president of the Huaxia Support Association.

He asked the president of the support club to prepare, try not to affect the traffic in Yanjing, and arrange a meeting with a few fans of the support club, but not too long, because everyone is tired......

In the past, I was very excited when I received a call from myself, and even the president of the support club, who was incoherent, suddenly became stumbling on the phone.

"Is it because there are too many fans?"

After hearing the noisy voices around the chairman of the support club, Jin Zaiming subconsciously asked.

"That, Mr. Jin Zaiming, I'm no longer the president of the EXC Fan Support Association, I'm a fan member of the Zhou Shuaishuai Fan Support Association......"

"Huh?"

Jin Zaiming was stunned when he heard this voice.

Three hours ago.

When he got on the plane, he had already confirmed with the president.

Why did the president suddenly defect three hours later?

Who is Zhou Shuaishuai!

Can anyone tell me who he is?

Jin Zaiming was stunned.

He followed the members out of the airport, and dozens of security guards who had already been arranged surrounded everyone in the team for the first time.

But......

The airport, which used to be bustling and lively, is now extremely quiet.

When they walked out of the airport, the fans screamed and surged, looking lively, but Jin Zaiming had an indescribable sense of disparity.

There is no traffic jam......

The media that had made an appointment for an interview in advance came, but not all of them came, and none of the most important media came......

It didn't cause a so-called sensation!

What the hell is going on?

"Mr. Jin Zaiming, where are our Weibo headlines?"

"Why can't you see it?"

"Wait, what's wrong with Weibo, it's all Zhou Yang's news?"

"God, only two of the top ten titles in the hot search are not Zhou Yang's ......"

"This ......"

"Weibo is infected by a virus?"

Lu Zitao carried a laptop and connected to the Internet, and then saw the most unforgettable scene in his life!

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