Chapter 184. [What are you talking about, you are the expired king]
In other words, facing Yi Feiyang's unsportsmanlike "one-hit kill" and knocking Michael Jackson's bodyguard to the ground, Mike felt very pained and helplessly spread his hands and said: "Okay, man, I will fulfill my promise.
Minutes, now you say it.レ♠レ”
As soon as Yi Feiyang heard that Mike was willing to listen to him, he thought about it and said: "It's very simple. The name of my play is "Dance Floor Battle". It tells the story of a talented dance king who was betrayed by his friend, and then changed his life and friendship.
And a new understanding of career..."
Yi Feiyang roughly told the story of his script with a fast speaking speed. Compared with the Indian version of "Dance Floor" in his previous life, Yi Feiyang added some popular American fighting spirit and business elements, just like Stallone's "
Rocky", the theme is very clear, as long as you have a dream, any possibility will come true.
Of course, Yi Feiyang can be said to know Mike best. In his previous life, he "studied" or "heard" about Mike's various deeds, and he also had some understanding of his character and approach to things.
Big names have the personality of big names. They like to lose their tempers and go their own way. On the surface, they don't care much about the opinions of outsiders. In fact, they are sensitive and fragile on the inside. Otherwise, they would not be ruined by scandals.
Mike's biggest characteristic is his "childishness". This characteristic became more obvious after he became famous. It may be because he lacked the warmth of family since childhood, had no money to buy toys, or never received gifts. After he became famous, he bought children's toys lavishly, even
His home has also been decorated to look like a "children's paradise". From the large roller coaster and pirate ship outside, you can see how much his childlike innocence is.
Mike even likes to play with children, which is the main reason for his scandal. In Mike's opinion, playing games with children can take him back to his childhood and find his own happy time. And
Children have no scheming, and are the most pure and simple. But in the eyes of outsiders, you are a big boss, but you like to hang out with a bunch of children. What else is it if you are not a psychopath?!
In short, Yi Feiyang's understanding of Mike made him add innocence and childishness to the script when he elaborated it, and amplified the theme of the play, which is... the resurrection of the God of Dance!
Facing Yi Feiyang's "speech", Michael Jackson looked at his watch at first and asked his agent to count the time. Then he was attracted by the story of Yi Feiyang's play...
How imagined the character in this play is to me. Yes, after working in the entertainment industry for so many years, I have been betrayed by relatives and friends, betrayed by my friends, received countless honors, and experienced countless ups and downs. Until now, I still feel
I am stuck in the quagmire of fame and fortune and can't extricate myself. Others think it's great to be a star or a king, but only you know how hard it is.
"Okay, the time is up, friend!" Before Mike could finish listening to Yi Feiyang's story, the agent beside him had already reminded Yi Feiyang that the time was up.
Yi Feiyang took a deep breath. Although he hadn't finished saying everything in his heart, he at least made a good start and let Mike know the "essence" of his play.
The God of Dance is resurrected!
Just such a reason can touch his heart.
Indeed, Mike was moved by Yi Feiyang's story because the story was so close to his own.
But as the King of Heaven, he has to put on a show, and he can't impress you with just two or three sentences, so Mike said: "Yes, my friend, your story is very touching. But unfortunately, you should know that I only sing and never make movies."
!Yes, this is my principle, so you’d better leave!”
Yi Feiyang seemed to have expected that Mike would say this, smiled and said: "You are right, it's time for me to leave... Mike, I also know that you don't want to film, but I thought I could impress you with sincerity. It seems
I failed. Well, how should I put it, originally I wanted to run over to save you, but who knew..."
Before Yi Feiyang finished speaking, Michael Jackson's face had changed color, "What did you say, man, you ran over to save me? Is there any mistake! Who am I, and where do I need you to save me? Let me see, let me
It’s better to come and save you!”
Mike was very angry, and many people around him were silent. Even his agent kept silent, saying to himself that this Chinese guy was too incompetent to speak and had hurt Mike's face.
Yi Feiyang was not frightened away by Mike's sudden rage. He said: "Really, Mike, you really don't need saving? Look at what you look like now, my God, who would believe that you are the King of Pop?
Everyone has already lost interest in your songs and your dance. What everyone is interested in is your scandal, how you have plastic surgery, how you file lawsuits, and how you spend extravagantly and live beyond your means.
!”
Yi Feiyang's call was like a thunderbolt, which made Michael Jackson feel hot all over his body.
"Damn it, bastard, this guy who talks so freely!"
"Are you angry, Mike? Look at your face, it's red, very red! Did I speak to your heart? Did I expose your skin and let you see yourself clearly?
Reality? You have passed away and are no longer the legend you once were. You also know it, but you are unwilling to admit it, unwilling to admit your own failure and your own decline; unwilling to admit that you have fallen from the throne of shining stars.
It fell down and became a 'past tense' that was viciously consumed by others!"
Yi Feiyang continued to use harsh words to stimulate and attack Michael Jackson without showing any signs of weakness, hoping to help him wake up from his dream and stop living in the halo of the past.
"You have to stand up, Mike! You have to be resurrected, Mike! You have to tell everyone that you, Michael Jackson, are not a past tense, nor an outdated star. You can still conquer millions of people with your own performances and your own dance.
Thousands of spectators!" Yi Feiyang said in a sonorous and powerful tone.
Mike was about to collapse. What Yi Feiyang said was probably the last thing he wanted to hear in his generation, and it was also the last thing he was likely to hear. Even Peter, the agent closest to him, had to admit that,
I don't dare to say these words, and I don't know how to say them, for fear of offending Mike's fragile nerves.
Yes, Mike's nerves are very fragile. Faced with Yi Feiyang's violent verbal attacks, he is almost going crazy.
He grabbed his hair and roared with a splitting headache: "Come here, get this damn guy out of here. I don't want to see him again! No!"
Seeing that the boss had spoken, the bodyguards had no choice but to take action.
"No, you don't need to chase me away, I will leave on my own!" Yi Feiyang said very arrogantly, "Actually, Mike, what I just said is the truth, it's just that you don't want to face it yourself, and you are also afraid
Face it, isn't it? Wake up quickly, my king, how I hope you can use your performance to conquer all the people who laugh at you! Well, that's all I have to say, goodbye!" Yi Feiyang finished.
These turned around and left.
Looking at Yi Feiyang's back, King Mike was still furious. "What did he say? What was he talking about? How could he do this?! Oh God, I'm going to die, he's so angry to death! Who am I? What am I?
Michael Jackson is not one of those unpopular little stars!" He said loudly, panting, and gesticulating nervously with his hands. The people around him did not dare to say a word. As old people who had served Mike for many years, they knew that Mike was as child-like as
If a person has a bad temper, he will often be reckless when he gets angry, making it difficult for you to get off the stage.
"Shh, Mike, calm down! Calm down a little! Take a deep breath, come on, take a deep breath!" Peter, as an agent, had to stand up and persuade him.
Mike stormed around the room, and after almost three minutes, he listened to Peter's words and calmed down a little.
"Peter, tell me, am I really done?" Mike asked.
"No, no, how could it be? You are still very popular. Look, the reporters outside have explained everything."
"But that guy just said that to me, God, it hurts my heart so much!"
"That's because he doesn't know your true situation, Mike. Don't let him disturb your mood. Yes, don't pay attention to him. He is just an insignificant little director..."
"Yes, I don't have to pay attention to him, I don't have to care about him, he is insignificant..." Mike rambled on.
"So, dear Mike, do you want to go out?"
"Get out? No, I want to rest, don't bother me!" Mike said, throwing away his hands and going upstairs, leaving a group of people waiting to look at each other.
"Do you want to persuade him again?"
"No need, that's just his temper."
"So……"
"You all should disperse, I will call you if anything happens," the agent Peter said.
…
Mike's big bedroom was like a small children's playground. Mike punched an inflatable Mickey Mouse on the head, making Mickey Mouse squeak.
"Damn it, damn it!" Mike sat on an electric dolphin and shook it vigorously. His heart was full of depression, full of anger, but also full of an indescribable taste.
"Why, why does my heart feel so sad?" Mike wiped his eyes, and he actually cried.
"I cried, damn God, I actually cried, how could this happen?" Mike slapped the dolphin under his butt, "Damn guy, did you come to me just to laugh at me and ridicule me? Woohoo!
Who says I'm outdated? I'm still very popular! There are many people who like me, yes, they like me, and they can't live without me! Woohoo!" Mike hugged the electric dolphin's neck and lay on it,
Like a wounded child, he fell asleep in distress and sorrow.
