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Chapter 131. [Uncrowned King]

In a studio full of lighting equipment, with a colorful background, Mr. Raymond in a black suit is sitting on a round stool, with Yi Feiyang and Steven Spielberg on the left and right.

With a bright smile on his face, he looked in the direction of the camera lens.

"Okay, that's it. He looks so handsome now." Over there, a photographer holding a camera kept pressing the shutter, snapping pictures, and said: "Mr. Raymond, please try

Your eyes become deeper and more charming! Mr. Stephen, can you smile a little instead of always having a sullen face? And dear Yi, you'd better put one hand in your pocket, um, face like this

A little to the side, yes, hold your chin with one hand and look slightly towards the ground... That's it, very artistic temperament, God, you are a very good model..."

Yi Feiyang posed as he said, with one hand in his pocket, one hand supporting his chin, his face turned sideways, bowing his head at 30 degrees in contemplation... Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the flash flash again and beep continuously.

There was a crackling sound, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Test, is this really very elegant? It feels quite awkward. But today we are going to promote the cartoon we jointly shot, so I'd better bear with it for now."

Thinking of this, Yi Feiyang put down his gesture and said with a smile: "Hey, guys, don't you think it would be boring to take pictures like this all the time? Why don't we take some funny pictures?"

Raymond, Stephen and Yi Feiyang are taking photos for the next issue of "New Film Magazine" in the United States, "The filming of "Speed ​​Snail" starts, the three male heroes collaborate for the first time", although this interview is not a cover

It’s the headline, but it also occupies a large page in a magazine issue to do the first round of publicity for the upcoming cartoon.

"Okay!" The photographer from the magazine nodded, rotating one hand and saying, "You can make some funny looks, make faces, stick out your tongue...",

Raymond and Stephen were stunned, "Do we have to play like this? Are we a little older?"

Yi Feiyang smiled and said: "There is no priority in being funny, and there is no age limit, as long as you are happy, come on, guys!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Raymond and Stephen smiled helplessly, and then imitated Yi Feiyang's appearance and each put on funny poses.

Mr. Raymond put his hands in his pockets, raised his chest and belly, and raised his chin high. He was imitating the film master Hitchcock, except that Hitchcock had a pipe in his mouth, but he was grinning and biting a big cigar.



Steven Spielberg is even more interesting. This bearded guy pulls his beard with his hands to make a baboon shape, elongates his face and rolls the whites of his eyes...

As for Yi Feiyang, I never expected that the two guys who were originally "shy" would suddenly steal the spotlight like this. They also said that they were too old to be embarrassed and were cheating.

In order to stand out in the camera, Yi Feiyang thought hard and immediately came up with a good idea. He stood firm, stretched out his tongue, and then raised his middle fingers with both hands. He was the cutest person on the Internet in his previous life.

He made the funny gesture first.

"No, no, Yi, you can't do this." The photographer suddenly laughed, let go of the camera in his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "Your fingers are too bold and avant-garde. Our magazine cannot publish such things, and your image will also be

Destroyed.”

Raymond and Stephen both laughed and said, "Oh, yes, it's very cool!"

"Okay, then I'll do a new pose." Yi Feiyang shrugged indifferently. He didn't think that raising two middle fingers could ruin his image, and what was his image?

"How about this one?" Yi Feiyang still stuck out his tongue this time, but the hands that originally held the middle fingers were shaped like antlers, with the thumbs as the apex, inserted on both sides of his head, and his eyes widened. "

Oh, man, is this all right?" Yi Feiyang felt that he must look very cute.

The photographer made an OK gesture, then bent slightly and raised the camera, pointed it at them at the best angle, and praised: "Beautiful, let's get started." There was a click, and the film captured this scene.

It’s settled.

After taking photos in the studio, the three of them went to the elegant reception room to receive an exclusive interview for the written report.

A good-looking black female reporter held a pen and a small notebook, looked at the three people sitting on the red main sofa, and asked with a smile: "First of all, the first question, Mr. Raymond, may I ask about the cartoon "Speed ​​Snail"

Who came up with the concept of?”

President Raymond pretended to smile relaxedly and said: "Of course it was my dear Yi's idea. Yes, he came up with it. At that time, I thought, oh what, an ordinary garden snail, but here...

By chance, he acquired the special power of extreme speed, and followed his dream to become a racing driver, competing against real champions on the track..."

"I have to say that at that time I thought this story was very creative and imaginative. It was like Spider-Man was bitten and transformed into

Like a hero, the snail also became a hero in the end. Yes, this is a good story, I like it." President Raymond talked to reporters.

"One more question. If you remember correctly, this should be Mr. Yi Feiyang's third work. If you didn't choose the horror movies and erotic movies you are most familiar with, why did you suddenly want to make cartoons?" the black female reporter asked curiously.

ask.

"As for this question," Yi Feiyang pondered for a moment, "First of all, I am a very strange person. If you get along with me for a long time, you will know that I don't like doing things by the rules, and I don't like things that remain the same.

I like to challenge myself...what can I say, I don't want to be mediocre, I like to be thought about what I will do next, I like to come up with some new and weird things, this is me, a weird director, weird

people."

"Then may I think that you are doing this to attract people's attention?" the female reporter asked, tilting her head.

This question was very pointed, but Yi Feiyang shrugged and said straightforwardly: "You can say that."

Yi Feiyang knows that in the United States, it is not derogatory for a person to express himself too much. Unlike China, if you stand out a little, you will be said to be not modest enough, too arrogant, and like to cause trouble and make small moves.

The United States is a country that attaches great importance to people's self-expression. To put it bluntly, the humanities are different and the education methods are different. If a child makes a frog from plasticine to scare his classmates in a Chinese class, he will be criticized for disrupting the class and being naughty; in the United States,

He will be praised for his good craftsmanship and creativity, and then he will be guided on how to put this skill to good use. This is the difference in culture and education.

The black female reporter seemed surprised by Yi Feiyang's candid answer. She smiled slightly, brushed her pen, and took notes.

"Next question, dear Yi, you have never shot a cartoon. Will you be under a lot of pressure to be the director of this film this time?" the black female reporter raised her head and asked.

"Well, of course there is pressure. Whether it's big or not is not within my scope of consideration, but in my opinion, only when there is pressure is there motivation, right?" Yi Feiyang smiled and touched his earlobe.

"What's more, the person beside me, Mr. Steven Spielberg, is the best animator in the United States. With him helping me, I believe that no matter how much pressure there is and how many difficulties there are, this animation will be perfect."

The film will definitely be shot successfully." Yi Feiyang praised the bearded guy next to him from the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, the black female reporter immediately turned her attention to Steven Spielberg and asked: "So, Mr. Steven, do you have any different views on Mr. Yi as a director? After all, he is so young and

I have never had any experience in animation production or action shooting. In your opinion...will it be a big trouble?" the black female reporter asked sharply.

In fact, in ordinary interviews, reporters will inevitably use some tactics such as "stoking discord", and they are tried and true.

However, as a good old man, Stephen did not take the bait, "Haha, how can I put it, actually I envy him for being so young and inexperienced, because only young people have time, and having no experience means that he is a blank piece of paper.

It is easy to apply various colors on paper...and China Yi is also a smart person. I believe that since he has this kind of confidence, he will be able to direct this cartoon well."

"Haha, your answer is very interesting, so I would like to ask, China Yi's last drama "Saving Female Soldier Rachel" seems to be imitating your World War II blockbuster. Aren't you angry about this?" Female reporter

Keep up the good work and make sure that the two of them get angry.

"Angry? Oh no, no, no. On the contrary, I feel very honored. Mr. Yi also said that his play is actually a tribute to me. Is that so, dear Yi?" Stephen turned to ask Yi Feiyang.

Yi Feiyang smiled, "Of course, you are a senior, I can't help but pay tribute to you and learn more from you!" Yi Feiyang followed suit.

"But I heard that the drama you shot almost ruined Mr. Stephen's work." The female reporter refused.

"No, haha, how is that possible? If that happens, I will be dead." Yi Feiyang shook his head and smiled, took a sip of the tea served on the coffee table, shrugged and said, "But some of it is true. I helped Stephen

The popularity of Mr.'s drama is yes, otherwise it wouldn't have caused so many people to complain about it." After a pause, he smiled again: "Oh, by the way, this word is a little fresher, and complaining means to talk about it.

...But the consequence of complaining is that the box office is getting higher and higher! Oh God, sometimes I really don’t understand, are those people helping me or scolding me..."

Some people watching the interview couldn't help but burst into laughter. They felt that this Chinese Yi had quite a sense of humor.

Others were also amused by Yi Feiyang's so-called "complaints". What a fresh vocabulary. Is this also an invention of Chinese Yi?!

The interview continued. Watching the female reporter’s ballpoint pen move rapidly

Swiping, Yi Feiyang solemnly reminded: "Oh, dear lady, please, it's best to delete this paragraph, because I'm afraid that those guys will shut up and stop scolding after they find out.

I...oh, my poor box office!"

Everyone couldn't bear it any longer, and this time they all laughed "haha". The black female reporter felt even more angry and funny, and asked: "The last question, as we all know, the production cycle of cartoons is usually very long.

Yes, some half a year, some a year, some even two or three years... In this long period of time, will your Fantasy Pictures have other works?"

"In fact, there is no need to answer this question at all. We are a film company. When there is a schedule, we must have new films released. Otherwise, dozens of people in our entire company will be in trouble!"

"That means you have plans to open a new movie? Is it a horror movie?" the black female reporter speculated.

"That's right, there are other works, and as you thought, it's a horror movie..." Yi Feiyang praised, and by the way, he made an advertisement for those who like his movie.

"Oh, can you tell us the story of this drama?" the black female reporter couldn't help but ask.

"I'm sorry, I have no comment at the moment... Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm being stingy, it's just that I don't know what to shoot yet." Yi Feiyang told the truth.

"Ah, you don't know what you're filming?" the black female reporter's eyes widened.

Yi Feiyang nodded, "Yes, I only know that I should make a horror movie that I am good at, but I haven't found any good stories or good materials... Maybe, beautiful reporter, you can give me some advice.

, what do you think I can shoot?" Yi Feiyang winked at the other party.

"This...how do I know?" Under Yi Feiyang's scorching gaze, the female reporter blushed, looking really dark and pretty.

Kao, this Chinese Yi Ye is so outrageous. There is a female reporter on the scene. Mr. Raymond had to cough and interrupt someone's such a bold move. "I think it's almost time. I don't know, ma'am."

Are there any questions?”

The black female reporter hurriedly said: "Oh no, I'm sorry to disturb you."

"It is our honor to be interviewed." The three men are very gentlemen.

When leaving the interview hall, Mr. Raymond couldn't help but remind Yi Feiyang, "Dear Yi, this is a public place. Those famous reporters are basically the uncrowned kings of this industry, especially the female reporter, who is even more famous.

She is difficult to deal with, so don’t provoke her in the future."

"Yes, I have heard of her. She has always been dismissive of those male celebrities." Stephen couldn't help but say.

Yi Feiyang shrugged, "I really don't know about this."

At this moment, I saw the black female reporter walking over with high heels and a very arrogant look. It was obvious that her target was Yi Feiyang.

"Look, I was right, she must be here to cause trouble."

"Women should not be messed with, just like the great white shark I photographed..."

Raymond and Stephen seemed to have seen Yi Feiyang about to be torn apart by the great white shark in front of them, oh no, it should be the great black shark...

The female reporter said to Yi Feiyang: "Yi, can I treat you to dinner?" After saying that, she winked enthusiastically.

The two old guys next to them fainted. (To be continued.)


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