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Chapter 142 The premiere is over, the beautiful woman has an appointment

A series of tense battles of wits and vehicle chase scenes had just ended, and a wonderful indoor shootout made the moviegoers' adrenaline surge.

Lin Chengxun used this series of grand scene shots to tell everyone that he is serious about spending money; sponsored props are not counted, handmade props, and he demands perfection in every shot, even some shots that he knows will be edited.

He also spent huge sums of money on shooting, just because other people's money doesn't bother him... No, it was Lin Chengxun who wanted to prove a better lens language by adjusting the spatial dimensions and color-to-light ratio.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

Countless brass bullet casings with a metallic texture fell to the ground, as if they were beating a sonata.

The duel between the three is a bit romantic and poetic. If a white dove flapping the fan and Jesus on the cross are added here, what will the audience think of?

Aesthetics of Violence Wu Baige.

Yes, it was Wu Baige and not Wu Chibi Mengmeng who stood up on the sampan.

While critics are agitating, the "Uncle" movie is still going on.

Su Ji Sub was kneeling on the ground, with both arms hanging weakly by his legs. The camera followed the blood flowing on the ground and went up to the source, which is the wrists, shoulders, heart, and the whole body!

"Huh...huh...you...win."

Su Ji Sub opened his mouth, and blood flowed down his chin. His tongue unconsciously licked the blood-soaked teeth. He wanted to raise his head, but the bones supporting the back of his neck had been broken.

The camera pans sideways.

Two steps behind Su Ji Sub, Won Bin was leaning against the wall. The dagger in his hand was undoubtedly the weapon that turned Su Ji Sub into that shape. Won Bin was not in a good condition either. His eyeball was blown out.

Only, the left arm hung down weakly, and the left calf also showed an irregular twist.

But his back was still straight, and he was moving towards Su Ji Sub step by step.

Finally, Won Bin moved behind Su Ji Sub, and put the dagger in his hand on Su Ji Sub's throat.

"Stop, I told you to stop!"

The third protagonist, Gong Liu, enters the camera, lying on the ground, surrounded by blood flowing out. The most noticeable thing is the pistol he holds in his hand, which is pointed at Won Bin.

"Ahem...I really know how to shoot. Only the law...ahem...can decide a person's life..."

"Hahahaha...huhuhu...hehehehe, you win, the owner of the pawn shop." Su Zhixie suddenly said, his whole body jumped forward, his throat actively hit the dagger in Won Bin's hand,

His throat was cut, and blood gushed out from his throat and splashed on the ground, as if a directional sign was drawn. At the end of the "directional sign" was a van, and there was a faint banging sound in the van.

The screen dimmed and then brightened, and in a set of montage shots, Xiaomi's face appeared in the darkness. Then the lighter she held in her hand was lit, and the flames jumped and filled all the dark space with light.

Zheng Xiaomi, in the carriage.

Starting with flames, and then ending with flames, the contrast between darkness and light, the whole movie seems to be full of black humor and a sense of destiny, making all the film critics shout in their hearts "Holy shit (Assi, right?"

)" two words.

The lights in the screening room turned on, and the names of the main creative staff turned into subtitles and flashed on the screen. At this time, the entire screening room burst into applause, and countless film critics and filmmakers all gave Lin Chengxun the most pleasant voice.

...

Lee Soo Man and Kim Young Min were sitting in the seats reserved for S Entertainment in the theater. Next to them were actors from S Entertainment, and behind them were representatives of its more popular idol groups. Among all the groups present, only Girls' Generation was

Everyone is here.

The two of them smiled and looked at Lin Chengxun who was joking with Yoo Jae Suk on the stage, with mysterious smiles on their lips.

"The box office of this movie will not be small, and this investment should be able to bring back a wave of blood to the company." Kim Young-min folded his hands on his knees and said, s Entertainment Company has political donations, and the economic crisis of the United States wants to suck the blood of the peninsula, s

Entertainment is inevitably cut off.

"Are you sure his condition last time was equity swap?" Li Xiuman said with squinted eyes. Although his current position in the company is music director, his status as the first shareholder is there, and no one will take him seriously.

, even the nominal president Kim Young-min is like this.

"There is also a quota for the management level, which should be Jinhui City."

"Forget it if we can't reach an agreement, let's have a backup plan." Li Xiuman said calmly and in a cold voice. He dusted off his trousers and said, "I won't go and congratulate you."

Jin Yingmin had a strange look on his face. He knew that Li Xiuman had been thinking of interviewing Lin Chengxun for a long time, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood that with Li Xiuman's pride and strength, how could he lower his face to cater to someone who rejected him?

Young man with olive branch.

...

When the movie ended, there was constant applause. Among those applauding, there were many people who were interested in Lin Chengxun, a director who can be called a money printing machine. During his social interactions, Lin Chengxun saw countless olive branches.

As usual, after the premiere, host Yoo Jae-seok took Lim Sung-hoon and other creative staff to talk for a while, and then under his chairmanship, reporters began to ask questions. There were also film critics holding small notebooks and preparing to ask Lim Sung-hoon some questions, but

He was dragged away by Song Changhao to discuss how to kneel down and lick "Uncle" as a film critic. The film critics all said that it depends on whether Song Changhao's expression is generous or not.

Lin Chengxun socialized for a while and found an excuse to go to the toilet. He wanted to light a cigarette, but after thinking that he promised Zhiyan to quit smoking, he had to take out a toffee and stuff it into his mouth to slowly suck in the sweetness.

"International director Lim Sung-hoon, why are you unhappy?" Lee Hyori walked over with a catwalk.

"Everyone has a side that they are not good at, and I am especially not good at bragging about myself so shamelessly." Lin Chengxun rubbed his fingers twice, and his index finger and middle finger turned into two calves and ran to Lee Hyori's waist.

"Looking at how light and radiant you are on the stage, it doesn't look like you're not good at it." Lee Hyori followed the strength of Lin Chengxun's palm and pounced on his chest. She raised her head slightly and met Lin Chengxun's lips, with a piece of toffee between them.

The sweetness like plum wine gradually transforms into the lips and tongue, making people slightly intoxicated.

"Then is it a light weight, or is it radiant?" Lin Chengxun smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to hold Li Xiaoli's little white rabbit, and the other hand lifted up the hem of her high-slit skirt, and his warm palm was along the

The curve of the slightly cool thigh penetrates into the peach garden.

Li Xiaoli's body trembled for a moment, and she felt the spring tide surging inside her body, causing waves to rise one after another, but because of the location, she had to whisper: "Don't..."

"Really?" Lin Chengxun shook off the water stains on his fingers seriously. It was really embarrassing for such an occasion.

Lee Hyori's face was full of beauty. She rolled her eyes at Lin Chengxun and said, "You'd better save some energy. Don't think that I don't know that you have an appointment tonight."

Have a date? Lin Chengxun firmly held Lee Hyori's shoulders and pushed her down.

"Don't think that I will...well..." Lee Hyori once again gave in in her resistance.

"Don't worry, Hyori-nu, you and Han Jiaren are different." Lin Chengxun squinted and looked up at the light bulb above his head, "You two choose one to get married, and I will choose you."


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