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Chapter 93 The hot queue!

In the end, neither of them could convince Chen Huan to sign the contract.

In their opinion, it was all the other party who was disrupting the situation.

It is impossible for them to bid on the spot to raise prices, which is not in line with their plan.

Therefore, I can only use water to slowly grind it with water after I get down.

Seeing Chen Huan's appearance, he was very calm and didn't look like a 16-year-old boy at all. I don't think he would be fooled by other companies next time.

In fact, neither Tao Jie nor Cui Zhong expected that Chen Huan had never thought of entering the entertainment industry.

With a poor but practical system like Haoye, if he doesn’t do a good future, what kind of actor will he be?

The actors may be able to make more money, but they are so tired and hard, and they can’t even have any privacy. They are afraid that they will lose their reputation all day long and will have a lunatic. Why is this trouble?

He did not forget that Mr. Zhang, the most absurd parting on April Fools' Day, his favorite superstar in his previous life.

So it’s better to make some money happily, then marry a few wives, and live a life of shamelessness or impatience. This is a happy life.

This time, he starred in "Love Letter" because of the task issued by Haoye, who had to withstand the threat of "Youth Flying".

Now, I don’t need "Love Letter" to take action. "Youth Flying" has already failed and has already won.

But when I think about it...

Good man?

Good Master, didn’t you say that Aunt Mei has withstood the suppression, her fame has soared and she has become a famous director of a famous art film. Is it a victory?

Where is my reward?

朁[]ㄏ

All right.

This broken system is pretending to be dead again!

Chen Huan had no choice but to wait for it to speak on its own.

After getting up after sleeping all night, Chen Huan and the others repeated their work the next day.

But today they found that more and more people were queuing up.

On the first day, it was urgently turned into three halls, so there were only a few hundred people queuing up in line.

The next day, there were a lot of people. There were more than a thousand people in each hall lined up early in the morning. In the afternoon, the number of people exceeded 2,000.

Today is even more exaggerated. When Chen Huan and his team arrived at 7 o'clock, there were already more than seven or eight thousand people queuing up.

The entire beach was covered with them, and those who wanted to pass by had to ask them to give way.

This is also the largest landscape of the Busan International Film Festival.

I don’t know how many people took photos next to them and posted them on social media.

Chen Huan vaguely knew that this was probably the result of the continuous fermentation of reputation and news.

But according to the current trend, will the number of people tomorrow exceed ten thousand?

However, there are only 3 halls, and the 8 screening hours are calculated. It can only allow 3,120 people to watch. What should I do if so many people are left?

Originally, Chen Huan thought of sending 1,000 books on the seat number he had prepared for "The Gift of Room 7" and then using this to increase his popularity.

It seems that there is no need to do this at all. Just randomly draw among the fans in line, which can be regarded as a consolation prize for some people who are queuing but cannot watch the movie.

While thinking about it, Zhu Mei came over.

"Xiaohuan, this situation is a bit scary today." Zhu Mei was in a good mood and joked, "You must be exhausted today."

Chen Huan made a decision to sign and take photos here these days, and do a meticulous reception work.

This also made him and Chen Qian both accept everyone. Only Han Dong'er was exhausted all day yesterday. She didn't like this at all, but she still insisted with them.

Seeing this girl so serious, Chen Huan decided that as long as there are songs about her in the future rewards of Haoye, he would definitely choose a super classic song for her so that she could repay this stupid and kind little queen.

"It doesn't matter if you are tired or not, but the organizing committee has not made any more trouble?" Chen Huan asked.

"Well, they just told me." Zhu Mei came over for this. "At 2 kilometers here, there is a citizen cultural center with a screening device that can accommodate 500 people to watch. They hope we can transfer a copy over. Then the rest is the old tune and let us prepare a few more copies and let them spend all the money."

"No need." Chen Huan refused without thinking: "It's just a film festival now, and there is no need to take care of so many people. If they want to watch it, just wait until it is officially released!"

"They all said that," Zhu Mei said with a smile, "Then the second question is, aren't you afraid that the organizing committee will be unhappy when doing this?"

"Aunt Mei, you must understand that in this world, you either bully customers with big stores or bully shops with big customers." Chen Huan said, "We didn't have any fame before, of course they had the final say. Even if they were unhappy now, they had to hold it in! They dare not give us a big prize, otherwise the movie fans and fans would not spare them!"

"Actually, they don't need to present awards anymore." Zhu Mei said, "You haven't read domestic news, right?"

Chen Huan shook his head, "No, I was too tired last night, so I went to bed after taking a shower."

"The domestic news about our detonation of the Busan International Film Festival is already overwhelming!" Zhu Mei said, "I have to thank your Xinghua News Agency reporter friend. If he hadn't sent a video, photos and articles back, Guan Fang wouldn't have paid so much attention. He gave 1 minute of news time directly on Huaxia TV Station 2!"

"What?!" Chen Huan was shocked: "Yang Mom was alarmed?"

"Yang. Mom? Hahahaha..." Zhu Mei couldn't help but laughed out loud.

After laughing for a long time, she continued, "Yes, so many people on the Internet came to search Tai Chi Country's websites and social media and found a lot of news about us. One by one, the meager celebrities were so excited that they recommended it to us!"

After a pause, Zhu Mei said again: "You are even more famous! The fact that "The Gift of Room No. 7" moved the entire Tai Chi Kingdom was also reported."

"It's just a little bit of a reputation, not worth mentioning." Chen Huan was a little proud, but wanted to act modestly.

Looking at his appearance, Zhu Mei touched his head: "Xiaohuan, thank you! Our counterattack was all up to you! Aunt Mei didn't know how to thank you!"

"For our success, Chu Liuxiang's fame is just an introduction." Chen Huan shook his head repeatedly, "Now they are looking at "Love Letter", it must be because "Love Letter" itself is very good. Why do you have to underestimate yourself?"

"I don't."

Zhu Mei patted his shoulder, "Okay, keep working hard today. With so many people, your task is even more arduous!"

Looking at the man who couldn't see the head, Chen Huan felt sad.

But he was even more unhappy, and he had not heard the familiar "Dingdong" sound.

I said, "I can't stand others better than me." Adults, even Yang Mom is sure that we have "Love Letter". Wouldn't you ask the world to come and worship? Wouldn't you still be famous?

Do you have to say that if our "Love Letter" wins an Oscar, it can be considered Aunt Mei's success?

Then I will do a good job of theory with you.

come out!

You come out for me!!
Chapter completed!
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