Tonight, the entertainment industry is full of big melons.

The scolding war between Zhang Weiping and the crew of "The Gift of Room No. 7" escalated, gradually spreading from the director class to the actor class.

Chen Daomin and Jiang Wu didn't give Zhang Weiping a face at all, and even a little transparent like Yang Mi dared to scold him publicly in front of the media.

When Zhang Weiping saw the news, he only felt that the world had changed.

"Is the 'old picture' going out of business? Or is it a failure? ”

"Blocked! Block her now! Contact her agency, ask her to come out and apologize immediately, and then hide this person! I don't want this person to appear in the entertainment industry! ”

Zhang Weiping was furious and shouted at his secretary.

The secretary trembled and nodded repeatedly.

"It's really the other way around! An eighteenth-line actress dares to scold me? ”

Zhang Weiping picked up the teacup on the table and threw it out.

"Smack".

The teacup shattered to pieces.

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door.

The secretary immediately ran to open the door.

"Director Zhang, you're here."

It was Zhang Yimou outside the door.

"Is Weiping here?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang is here!"

The secretary hurriedly replied.

"Okay, I'll talk to him about something, you go out first."

Zhang Yimou walked into the room, looked at Zhang Weiping, who was still panting, and instructed the secretary.

"Hey, okay, I'll go out, Mr. Zhang, you will greet me again if you have something."

The secretary immediately walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Whew, scared to death!"

With a long sigh, Zhang Weiping's appearance of being angry just now startled him.

The boss gets angry, and the closer the employee is, the more likely it is to suffer.

remembered that Zhang Weiping had just asked him to block Yang Mi, and hurriedly arranged it.

……

in the room.

Zhang Yimou sat on the sofa, looking at Zhang Weiping's anger, and the words that came to his mouth were held back.

The two of them were silent.

After a while, Zhang Weiping opened his mouth first:

"Yimou, what are you looking for me?"

"The fire is out? I'll tell you later. Zhang Yimou replied.

"Say it."

"Just now, Zhou Jiaolun's agent came to me and said a lot of things."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Weiping got serious and sat on the sofa.

Zhou Jiaolun is an important publicity point of this movie, the popular king who is on fire, and has a great effect on the box office of the movie.

"I talk a lot, what artists are on the rise, it's an honor to make my movie, I hope this movie can have a better development in the film and television industry after this movie, and gain a firm foothold in the mainland......"

Zhang Yimou said slowly, but his eyes looked at Zhang Weiping.

Zhang Weiping showed a thoughtful look, and after a few seconds, he seemed to think of something, and his face became ugly.

Seeing Zhang Weiping's appearance, Zhang Yimou knew that he understood what he meant.

So he leaned back on the couch and waited for his response.

"What about the others? Did Zhou Yunfa and Gong Li say anything? Zhang Weiping asked.

"Zhou Yanfa said that the Internet is very lively, Hong Kong Island is not easy to mix now, they all want to come to the mainland, and they also mentioned the matter of Wang Jing's banning......" Zhang Yimou replied.

When talking about Gong Li, he hesitated for a moment:

Gong Li...... She...... Didn't say anything. ”

In fact, after Gong Li saw the news today, he came directly to Zhang Yimou and told him that if Zhang Weiping dared to make wind and rain again, she would not make this movie.

The relationship between Gong Li and Zhang Weiping is already bad, and this movie is still reconciled between the two sides of Lao Mouzi to barely ensure normal shooting.

How could Gong Li endure Zhang Weiping at such a time.

Although Lao Mouzi said that Gong Li didn't say anything, Zhang Weiping was not a fool.

His face became even more ugly, and several of the main actors of the movie expressed their attitude - hurry up and settle the matter with the crew of "The Gift of Room No. 7", so as not to affect our future.

What is this for?

Is it forced to the palace?

The more Zhang Weiping thought about it, the more angry he became, and he raised his hand and wanted to drop something, but the thing had already been dropped by him.

"What? Do you mean that I want to apologize? Apologize to a milky kid? Zhang Weiping pounded the sofa and shouted.

Zhang Yimou looked at Zhang Weiping, whose facial features were distorted, and frowned:

"If you feel that you can't save face, you can make peace with Jiang Wen in private."

Zhang Weiping stood up and said loudly:

"Absolutely impossible! Why? Isn't it doubtful that an eighteen-year-old would make a movie like that? ”

"What about the news of Jiang Wen and his godson? Not what you said? You have committed a circle taboo, don't you know? ”

Zhang Yimou was also a little excited.

He was busy this year.

is not only the business of the crew of "Golden Armor", but also a greater responsibility is on his shoulders - the chief director of the opening ceremony of the 2008 Yenjing Olympic Games.

The Olympic Games held at the doorstep of the new Celestial Empire this time are the first time to host the Olympic Games since the founding of the New Celestial Empire, and it is the first time that it has shown its own style to the world after a century of decay, and to tell the world that the Celestial Empire has once again become the oriental giant that has stood on top of the world for 5,000 years!

The Olympic Games are of great significance, and the opening ceremony is not to be missed.

The eyes of the world are focused on this place, and the expectations of the people of the whole country are increasing day by day.

Although it is only 2006, planning for such a major ceremony has already begun.

At this time, he was distracted to make a movie, and he was unwilling.

It's just that he has been cooperating with Zhang Weiping for many years, and he really can't shirk it, so he agreed.

But after the crew started filming, a series of bad things happened: first, Gong Li and Zhang Weiping were at odds, and he was exhausted from being an intermediary and bothering to mediate.

Now Zhang Weiping is talking nonsense during the interview, which has caused a storm in the city, and the main actors of the crew have opinions, and it is even more stormy outside.

He really couldn't bear it, so he came to Zhang Weiping with the words of a few actors, and reminded him very tactfully that he would quickly end the matter.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Weiping was obsessed and looked like he was going to be tough.

Zhang Weiping heard Zhang Yimou mention his exposure of the relationship between Jiang Wen and Qin Muchu, and his expression was also a little unnatural.

Of course he knew it wasn't right.

At that time, it was purely a smooth talk, and I accidentally said it.

I didn't think much about it afterwards, the rules are all about restricting the weak.

He is such a big guy, even if he thinks about it, Jiang Wen will be unhappy at most, and he will have a chance to make up for it in the future, and just have a meal.

didn't expect the reaction to be so big, and he was directly framed.

Now he's a bit of a tiger riding a tiger.

But he still said stubbornly:

"Aren't I trying to use that movie fire to hype up our "Golden Armor"?"

Hype?

Zhang Yimou's lips moved, and he almost scolded the swear words that came to his lips.

Is this hype method particularly life-threatening?

"The words are all said, and that's it, it's impossible to apologize, just consume, the media is so virtuous, ignore them for two days, and this matter will pass."

Zhang Weiping's tone also softened, thinking about dealing with this matter coldly.

Zhang Yimou glanced at Zhang Weiping deeply, didn't say anything, got up and was about to leave.

"Yimou, if it really can't be ended, will you help me?"

Zhang Weiping saw that Zhang Yimou didn't say anything, got up and was about to leave, a little panicked.

He has worked with Zhang Yimou for many years and knows his temperament very well.

Zhang Yimou usually doesn't talk much, and can only say a few words to familiar people.

If he doesn't say anything like this, it means that he is already disappointed and too lazy to say anything.

"Help? How can I help? ”

Zhang Yimou had already opened the door, and when he heard Zhang Weiping's words, he stopped.

"Why are you also a big guide, you have to sell some face in the circle......"

"Who have you offended, don't you know yourself? My face? What face do I have? Zhang Yimou was rarely angry.

"We've worked with so many people over the years, we have to have a little affection, right? Besides, when the Western Film Studio was glorious......"

"That's it!"

Zhang Yimou rebuked angrily.

"I don't care about this matter, you can do whatever you want! It's a big deal that this scene is not filmed, just concentrate on the Olympics! ”

After speaking, Zhang Yimou slammed the door and left angrily.

The sound of the two arguing spread through this floor, and many people heard it.

Fortunately, the people who live on this floor are basically the high-level members of the crew and a few leading actors.

Everyone stood at the door of their respective rooms and poked their heads out, and when they saw that the two were finished arguing, they all quickly closed the door.

Gong Li leaned against the door with an indifferent face, and when Zhang Yimou passed by, he gave him a thumbs up with a smile:

"It's long overdue for him."

This is the first time she has smiled at Zhang Yimou since she entered the group.

Zhang Yimou was already upset, but when he saw Gong Li's gloating appearance, he was even more annoyed, frowned and ignored her, and walked away directly.

Gong Li was not angry when he saw this, he smiled even more happily, humming a song and slowly closing the door.

At this time, the door to the innermost room on this floor slowly opened, but not all of them.

A beautiful boy quietly poked his head out:

"Sister, Director Zhang and Producer Zhang are angry and roaring? Sister Gong Li looks very happy, you say, what is the relationship between these three? ”

As soon as you open your mouth, there is a thick Taiwanese accent.

"I'm going to kill you, how can you gossip about purple, dare to inquire about anything, and let people know if you want to mix in the mainland?" A woman's voice came from the room.

"Sister, I'm curious, I won't talk nonsense, Director Zhang just said that the movie may not be afraid of roaring, so what should we do? Back to Wanwan? ”

The pretty boy is still sneaking around.

"Oh, sister, don't screw my ears, I won't ask, I won't ask!"

A woman in her thirties twisted the ears of the pretty boy and walked into the room,

"Zhou Jiaolun, you are worried about these now, you might as well think about what you will do if Zhang Weiping's matter implicates you!

I can tell you that if a reporter asks you about this, you must keep your mouth shut and don't talk nonsense.

Remember, if you don't know anything, you don't know anything! ”

Liangzi is the popular king Zhou Jiaolun who is popular all over the Taiwan Strait and three places, and it is his agent who twists his ears.

He begged for mercy again and again:

"Got it, got it, sister, let go."

The agent heard him say yes and let go.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Zhou Jiaolun jumped to the side and rubbed his red ears.

"It's really painful......"

However, after a while, he asked again with great interest:

"Sister, do you say that the director of "The Gift of Room No. 7" is really eighteen years old? Then the box office of the movie is going to break 100 million tonight, right? Making such a movie at the age of eighteen is outrageous enough! Would you like to go to the movies one day? ”

Without waiting for the agent to respond, he suddenly slapped his palms again:

"Oops! Isn't this me in the film industry? I'm so talented in music, alas! In the future, I'll call him the movie version of Zhou Jiaolun! Haha, sister, did you say? Sister? ”

The agent rolled her eyes speechlessly, she had long been used to Zhou Jiaolun's stinky fart.