Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

The filming was almost half done, but the filming was still going on.

A month later, on May 22, the filming was almost half done, and the crew released the filming highlights and posters.

At noon, in the lounge of a house.

Casting director Huang Peng and Chen Xiao sat face to face.

Chen Xiao was replying to messages from the staff.

Huang Peng saw that he was busy, so he stopped chatting with him. He sucked on the shrimp tail while browsing Weibo.

After the highlights and posters were released in the morning, various news outlets quickly forwarded them.

In just over two hours, "Chen Xiao's new film releases highlights" had already topped the entertainment list.

Huang Peng clicked in to take a look.

He felt a thump in his heart, and continued to scroll down, feeling a little stuffy in his chest.

The netizens were not criticizing him, but they just quietly made him feel lost. He took off the gloves he used to eat shrimp tails and read the comments carefully.

"The makeup and scenes are a bit ordinary, right?"

"I think it's pretty good."

"It's not ordinary, it's too everyday. Director Chen's previous films all have a sense of atmosphere. The hero and heroine in Titan are breathtakingly beautiful, and Ruth is like a painting. The atmosphere of Farewell My Concubine is needless to say, it's amazing. Interstellar also has the atmosphere of doomsday and aliens. Kung Fu also reproduced the magic city of the last century. But this..."

"What the above person said is right. It's just this feeling, too everyday. Everything is too ordinary. Farewell My Concubine is also an art film, but it is very emotional. I feel like this is just like our life this time. "

"Yes, apart from the production team, there is no expectation."

"Maybe it is the result of connecting with the international community? I remember that there was also an art film called "The Music Master" at the Venice Film Festival last year, which explored the inner contradictions of individuals. It is not that style, right?"

"No way? I really can't appreciate it."

"Forget it, I'm going to watch the martial arts film next door."

"Hey, don't you still believe in Brother Dao? If you have the ability, don't watch it then!"

Looking at these comments, Huang Peng became more and more depressed.

But he couldn't spoil it.

Daily life? Of course it's daily life.

It was deliberately shot to make the audience feel very real.

Wait a minute, real...they released an unreal poster!

Why didn't these people pay attention to the poster?

Huang Peng quickly exited this hot search and scrolled down the hot search.

It was not until the 38th place that the hot search about the poster was found.

Oh my God, why is it so low?

Click in and see that the first one is the movie poster.

However, there are fewer comments than the highlights and photos.

Maybe it's not easy to understand. People still tend to talk about familiar actors directly.

Click on the comment area to take a look.

"It's made up of small photos. I don't really understand, but it feels very impactful."

"Is it about the life story of this person?"

"I don't know, I don't understand but I was shocked +1"

"Whatever it is, I will watch Brother Dao's movie 100%, does anyone dare to bet with me whether it is good? I bet 10,000 bags of spicy strips."

"Only a fool would bet with you. This time it feels too literary, maybe similar to those award-winning works in the world, the audience is relatively small."

"Hey... Brother, don't cooperate internationally, make some movies suitable for the physique of Chinese babies, I can't understand your poster."

Huang Peng left the comment area and enlarged the poster.

He likes this poster very much.

It can even be said that this is his favorite poster since he started working as a director.

Each small square in the poster is a picture of Truman's life.

The colors of these pictures outline his facial features.

In other words, Truman is made up of countless shots and countless audiences' eyes.

His authenticity is taken away.

Every action and expression of his exists to please the audience.

This is somewhat similar to the work of these filmmakers.

Huang Peng sighed lightly and raised his hand to touch the poster.

The moment it touched the screen, the picture shrank back, revealing the comments of netizens again.

Huang Peng was still depressed.

Such a good poster, but no one understands it now.

I really feel suffocated.

Just when I thought of this, I saw Chen Xiao put down his phone.

He looked up and said to Chen Xiao: "Director Chen, netizens didn't understand our poster, what a pity."

Chen Xiao was amused by his words.

No wonder they say that you should not bring personal emotions into work.

Huang Peng just wants others to understand his favorite works too much, right?

Chen Xiao smiled and said, "Director Huang, they understand now, why should we shoot? It's just right to leave a suspense."

Huang Peng slapped his forehead, "Oh yeah, I'm stupid."

He put down his phone,

He forced a smile on his face, put on his gloves again, and asked casually:

"Director Chen, do you think celebrities are also like this, being watched and pieced together by others?"

"Yeah. Some people like to pry into other people's lives, while others are less likely to do so and just want to eat melons. We public figures are more likely to become targets, but sometimes they do go too far."

"You feel it deeply. It seems that this is the trouble of celebrities. I, a rookie who rarely appears in the public eye, don't have this kind of trouble."

Chen Xiao smiled faintly.

Can ordinary people avoid it?

In his own cognition, wasn't Truman an ordinary person?

"Ordinary people may not be immune. There was a news two days ago..."

Chen Xiao put down the shrimp tail in his hand, his voice became slightly serious, and continued: "Have you seen the news about the super-male grandmother?"

Huang Peng shook his head.

Chen Xiao explained:

"It's like this. Some people joked that some elderly aunties, or grandmas, in Chuncheng are super-masculine old ladies. Netizens also posted photos of similar aunties they met."

"A photo of a grandma was posted online without her permission, and she was called a super-masculine old lady for entertainment. Later, it spread more and more widely and became a meme. Her children asked to delete it, but they were asked to prove their relationship."

"You see, everyone used a photo to piece together her life like Truman."

"It has something to do with whether you are a star or not." ? "

"After the movie is released, many people will feel sorry for Truman. I just hope that these viewers will not treat real people the same way as the audience in the movie treats Truman."

"The media guides the audience to treat Truman as an object of entertainment, for entertainment and leisure."

"To them, Truman is no different from other TV stations. When Truman leaves, they change the channel."

"But for Truman, it is a serious violation. The same is true for that grandmother or netizens who have the same experience."

Huang Peng was a little depressed when listening to this.

But he soon realized a problem. Why was Chen Xiao's tone so heavy when he said this?

He glanced at Chen Xiao and asked tentatively: "Director Chen, you sound a little sad. Are you being stalked by a private fan?"

Chen Xiao smiled.

"No. It's just that this situation is very common, so common that it's a bit heartbreaking to mention it."

The media believes it as it is.

Oh no, maybe the audience in front of the mobile phone also suspected that it was fake.

But for the sake of entertainment, for a secret sense of satisfaction in the heart, they follow the crowd and join the entertainment team.

Then the media makes another wave of traffic and sparks another discussion.

Netizens suffer one setback after another.

Even the repeated setbacks have become a meme.

Chen Xiao continued: "Ordinary people have a harder time than us public figures in this regard. I want to clarify, and I can just post a Weibo, but ordinary people need to run around to refute rumors for other people's entertainment."

Huang Peng looked at Truman, who was pieced together with photos, and sighed again.