Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ge felt a concussive sound in his mind.
At that moment, I felt guilty, embarrassed, and unbelievable...
Countless complex emotions converged in his heart.
He heard it!
He heard it all!
It was impossible for him not to hear what he said taunting him at such a close distance.
The moment he saw Zhou Yang approaching, he took a step back uncontrollably.
The video footage of Zhou Yang beating Xu Xiaoming in the recording studio and Donnie Yen beating Huo Yuanjie in the Yanjing International Hotel emerged uncontrollably in his mind.
Every punch hits the flesh.
His face instantly turned pale, and the buzzing in his head got louder.
It's a fear that comes from instinct.
This guy can hit a monster of 48 kilograms with one punch.
If he gets violent, then he...
When he thought of a consequence, Django woke up from his drink in an instant.
"Director Jiang."
"Zhou, President Zhou..." Jiang Ge felt his heart trembling violently, and he stuttered slightly when he spoke.
"You haven't left yet." Jiang Ge saw Zhou Yang showing a naive smile: "Director Jiang, your tie is crooked, let me straighten it for you."
"No, no need."
"fine."
"..."
Jiang Ge saw Zhou Yang's bright smile, and then came over and helped Jiang Ge straighten his tie very kindly. At that moment, Jiang Ge's spine went cold and his heart almost jumped into his throat. After finishing the arrangement
, Jiang Ge saw Zhou Yang looking at him with a smile: "Director Jiang, I will learn more from you in the future."
Zhou Yang's smile was like a spring breeze.
But Jiang Ge felt cold, with a hidden sense of chills at the same time.
He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
Zhou Yang didn't suddenly get angry and beat him, nor did he scold him. As if he didn't hear what he just said, he nodded to Secretary Chen and left the bathroom.
Jiang Ge looked at Zhou Yang's leaving figure, his mind went blank.
After leaving for a long time, Jiang Ge breathed a long sigh of relief.
Then, he found that his back was wet.
"Please keep your voice down, now the owner can hear it..." Secretary Chen looked at Jiang Ge's dull eyes and asked subconsciously: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'm fine..."
……………………
In the early morning, the lights of Yanjing City were dim.
The bar in the distance was still noisy, and a few vomiting women walked out.
Under the streetlight, Zhou Yang looked at everything around him, feeling an indescribable sense of unreality.
Zhou Yang naturally heard what Jiang Ge said, and it was extremely clear.
It doesn't matter if you are angry or not, I just suddenly feel that everyone is wearing a smiling mask and greets you with a smile in public. You can't find anything wrong with it, but no one knows whether it is a human or a ghost under the mask.
From "Under Mine" to "The Grandmaster"...
He has been trying his best to learn the advantages and strengths of each director, and constantly imagines how he should deal with this situation, how to face it, and whether there is a better way.
But if you think about it carefully, he has never seriously directed a movie by himself?
I was reincarnated well and am a lucky person...
Under the streetlight, Zhou Yang, who was walking home, suddenly laughed, his smile a bit sarcastic.
I guess among the time-travelers, there are few who are worse off than me, right?
After returning home and taking a shower, Zhou Yang couldn't sleep, so he simply stood up, sat on the table according to the ideas in his mind, and wrote out the main plot of "Infernal Affairs" according to his original memory.
After finishing writing, looking at the outline of about 500 words, Zhou Yang fell into deep thought.
His memory was not very clear. Except for some classic lines and the general plot direction, Zhou Yang found that he had almost forgotten many details.
This is a movie with a clear context, but the lens language is extremely complicated. When Zhou Yang saw "Infernal Affairs" for the first time, he didn't even understand the relationship between the characters.
However, Zhou Yang was able to recall several famous classic scenes completely.
A few hours passed in a hurry, and Zhou Yang wrote down the lines and scene language of "Infernal Affairs" in his mind as densely as possible on the script.
After finishing writing, he breathed a sigh of relief. After confirming that he could no longer think of anything else, he put down the script.
The next step is to slowly fill in the details in your own way.
He stretched, then glanced at the morning glow outside the window, his face looking a little dazed.
Before I knew it, it was dawn.
Then I read the script again.
When he thought of Django's "Night Walker" and what Django said in the toilet, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and he suddenly thought of several other remake version names of "Infernal Affairs".
Immediately afterwards, the name of "Infernal Affairs" was changed to "Infernal Affairs".
Just after Zhou Yang finished making changes, Zhou Yang looked up at the calendar.
I found out that today is April 15th.
It seems that tomorrow is the official release date of Victoria Song's new album "Sunshine".
At this moment, Zhou Yang's cell phone rang. It was Song Qianqian calling.
All right.
That fake phone with a circuit board installed turned on automatically.
……………………
The plane flies through the clouds.
We are still about half an hour away from Huaxia.
Lu Zitao looked at the white clouds floating on the mountainous peaks below, feeling very excited.
In half an hour, he will meet his lovely fans in China.
"We are about to make history!" He heard the agent behind him, Jin Zaiming, say these words in exciting Korean.
When Lu Zitao heard this, he became excited for no reason.
three years ago!
He left China and went to Korea, the country he longed for, to learn singing, dancing, and rap.
He endured a lot of hardships, even practicing piano until his hands became numb, singing until his throat became hoarse, and even dancing profusely on several occasions.
In the end, his hard work paid off, and he finally stood out from more than a thousand trainees and signed a contract with EXC, the first Korean idol group, becoming the youngest member of the idol group.
The moment he was selected, he felt that he was a lucky person blessed by God, and he was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
Everyone hopes that they can stand under the spotlight, be surrounded by endless cheers and applause...
"Zitao, you are the youngest one in the team. You must study hard with your seniors later. You must let the seniors go first, especially senior Lee Joong-ki..."
"Of course, we will arrange a suitable position for you..."
"I have made appointments with all the major interview media in China. The new album "Hua Huo" will be sold simultaneously tomorrow. I specially put your Chinese song "Baby Bird" in the spotlight and will give you a chance to perform.
…”
"However, during team interviews, you must not steal the limelight from your seniors. Remember, you are a newcomer..."
"..."
The agent came to Lu Zitao and repeatedly told Lu Zitao a few words.
Lu Zitao nodded.
Looking at the laughing seniors in front of him, his eyes flashed with a bit of instinctive awe.
In the Korean circle, seniority is very strict. When he first joined EXC, he was basically not interviewed in many interviews, and he never even appeared with his seniors. Often after the performance, the clothes and clothes of the seniors were revealed.
He helped carry the luggage, like an assistant. Of course, he didn't feel uncomfortable because of this. Instead, he took it for granted, and even felt honored from time to time because he could be closer to his senior.
Before he joined EXC, EXC was already the number one group in Asia. Not only did they have countless fans in Korea, they were almost explosive in China.
And now that he has joined this heavenly group and become a member of this heavenly group, can he not be honored?
"Good job!"
"clear!"
The plane landed at Yanjing Airport and the cabin door slowly opened.
The seniors began to tidy up their clothes, showed their most handsome smiles, and went to greet the lovely Chinese fans.
"Hey, I'm so troubled. What should I do if my hands hurt when signing autographs?"
"Cheer up, Wei Dazhong, we have a tough battle to fight today!"
"Yes, I understand, Senior Lee Joong Ki. Actually, I am not interested in this trip to China at all. My impression of this country is not very good. The quality of these people is generally very low..."
"Don't think so, at least this market is the largest in Asia!"
"Submit to the market, hey... Lu Zitao, help me carry my bag. If there are too many fans later, help block them..."
"Okay senior."
Lu Zitao stood up subconsciously, showed a flattering smile, then helped carry the luggage, and followed him out of the cabin door.
When everyone walked out of the cabin, EXC's manager Jin Zaiming took out his mobile phone that had restored signal and dialed the number of the president of the Huaxia Support Association.
He asked the president of the support club to make preparations and try not to affect the traffic in Yanjing. He could arrange a few meetings for fans of the support club, but the time should not be too long because everyone was tired...
The president of the support club who used to be very excited when he received a call from him, even speaking incoherently, suddenly started to hesitate on the phone.
"Are there too many fans?"
After Jin Zaiming heard the noise around the support club president, he subconsciously asked.
"Well, Mr. Jin Zaiming, I am no longer the president of EXC Fans Support Club. I am a fan member of Zhou Shuaishuai Fans Support Club..."
"ah?"
Jin Zaiming was stunned when he heard this voice.
Three hours ago.
When he got on the plane, he had already confirmed it with the president.
Why did the president suddenly rebel three hours later?
Who is Zhou Shuaishuai!
Who can tell me who he is?
Jin Zaiming was confused.
He followed the team members out of the airport, and dozens of security guards who had already arranged for them immediately surrounded everyone in the team.
but……
The airport, which used to be bustling and bustling, was extremely quiet at this moment.
When they walked out of the airport, the fans came rushing in and screamed. It looked lively, but Jin Zaiming felt an indescribable sense of disparity.
There is no traffic jam...
The media that had been scheduled for interviews in advance came over, but not all of them came. The most important media were all absent...
It didn’t cause any so-called sensation!
What exactly is going on?
"Mr. Jin Zaiming, where is our Weibo headline?"
"Why can't you see it?"
"Wait a minute, what's wrong with Weibo? All the news is from Zhou Yang?"
"Oh my God, of the top ten hotly searched titles, only two are not by Zhou Yang..."
"this……"
“Is Weibo infected by a virus?”
Lu Zitao connected to the Internet with his laptop, and then saw the most unforgettable scene in his life!