Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

The boy’s hand holding the popcorn froze.

What the hell?

Watching a live-action movie, she asked who was prettier between her and Li Xinyue?

Watching an animated film today and still having a pitfall?

What a dog life.

Can there be a movie with only men!

His mind turned quickly and he smiled apologetically: “No, it’s because you have blonde hair that I think this blonde is pretty.”

The girl pouted, “That’s more like it. Hey, who do you think is prettier between Li Xinyue and Anna?”

“Why don’t you add you?”

The girl smiled sweetly, “Okay, then add me.”

“You’re the prettiest.”

After saying that, the boy turned his head and looked at the screen and sighed in his heart: Great, Anna doesn’t have to be the last one.

While they were chatting.

Anna had already met the prince.

Looking at the prince who fell into the lake and looked at Anna’s back, the girl held the popcorn and smiled with a CP, “I should have guessed wrong. These should be two CPs.”

The boy nodded.

If you say so, then it’s definitely not.

…

The sun gradually moved to the west, and the plot in the cinema moved forward quickly.

1:40 p.m.

A public class is being taught in a classroom at Yanbei University.

The teacher on the stage has no expression on his face.

A group of students majoring in film and television photography and production are looking down.

A small number of them are reading professional course knowledge, while most of them are browsing the web or using their phones.

The latter are almost all watching "Frozen".

In the third row, the fan leader Qiu Xinyu and another fan Xiao Yao, who once called Chen Mingfu "Dad", sit side by side and chat on the computer.

Qiu Xinyu: "I heard that students in the south don't start class until 2:30, damn!"

Xiao Yao: "Comparing with others makes me angry. get out of class ends at 12 o'clock and starts at 1 o'clock. I'm so sleepy that I'm mentally retarded."

"What do you think? Let's go online. Will there be spoilers?"

"How far can a cartoon spoiler go?"

"The Godly Chef Xiao Fugui: Look at what you are saying?"

"Hahaha, this time it can't be tragic. It can be seen as a happy ending."

"Looking at the music MV, the heroine is the main character. The two girls should be fine. The prince might be killed."

"Xiao Dao is a cheapskate? Do you dare to bet a bottle of orange juice?"

"Let's bet! A bottle of orange juice, and the prince will die to save people at the end!"

"Okay! You win the tragedy, and I win the happy ending." After typing this sentence, Xiao Yao opened the Weibo page.

As expected, there are four or five Frozen-related topics on the entertainment list.

The first is "Frozen premiere".

The seventh is "Frozen special effects".

The thirteenth is "Empathy for Elsa"

The seventeenth is "The ending of "Frozen" is reversed".

Seeing the seventeenth hot search, Xiao Yao's heart jumped.

Damn, it's reversed?

No way?

Did you really let the prince die to save the princess or the queen?

The mouse cursor moved to the seventeenth hot search, but she couldn't click it.

It's going to be watched in the evening, so why not spoil it?

She exited the webpage and opened the dialog box with Qiu Xinyu. Just as she was about to type, she saw a message pop up.

"Fuck? The prince is a bad guy?"

"It's actually a family theme? Reconcile with yourself with the help of family affection?"

"Fuck? It's not a love story between a prince and a princess?"

"Isn't it that the prince saved the princess?"

Xiao Yao looked at the four texts that popped up, took a deep breath, and quickly typed: "If you spoil it to me again, I'll strangle you to death!"

Qiu Xinyu paused while typing, silently deleted the text, and opened the webpage again in dejection.

She was not afraid of spoilers, she watched it herself.

…

At the same time, at the Frozen project center on the seventh floor of the Oriental Media Building.

Assistant producer Jiang Huan walked to the office on the far left and walked to the employee who monitors domestic public opinion, "Xiao He, how is domestic public opinion?"

Xiao He said calmly: "No problem, it's just like the comments under the hot search."

The employee next to him kicked the ground, turned his chair 180 degrees, and smiled at the two of them, "Xiao He, Assistant Jiang, come and see the praise comments, I'm in a good mood."

Jiang Huan looked at his screen.

The Weibo page was open on the screen.

Netizens wrote:

"The special effects are beautiful."

"I like this movie, especially the theme song. I like that power so much. It gave me a lot of strength when I was bullied in school."

"Touch the upstairs, tell your parents and teachers that you can call the police for this kind of thing. I don't know the specific details of what you encountered, but don't bear it yourself."

"I thought it would be the male protagonist who gave Anna a kiss, but it turned out to be the sister's tears."

"Me too, I thought it was love that saved them, but it turned out to be family and myself."

"I think there is also a component of love. We must be strong ourselves. We can have family and love, and they are not opposites."

"Yes."

The three continued to flip down, and the more they flipped, the higher their sense of accomplishment and the bigger their smiles.

After working so hard for so long, I can bring them some happiness, even if I am just a screw, I am happy.

Not to mention overtime pay and generous year-end bonuses.

Both spiritual and material harvests!

It's another day to love Director Chen.

Just as the three thought of this, they saw a comment with a different style.

"They only know how to make money, they are rubbish."

"They are rubbish indeed. So childish, a bunch of brainless fans and marketing accounts."

Jiang Huan suddenly felt his blood pressure rising.

You can dislike someone, but it is too much to curse him without any evidence, or even use dirty words, right?

He pointed at the screen and frowned, "Damn, I really want to curse him. Where did Director Chen get so many haters?"

Xiao He sighed, "People, when they are inferior, will become very unreasonable. The closer they are to them, the easier it is to be hostile to them."

Jiang Huan nodded helplessly.

That's true.

People will compare. The closer they are, the easier it is to become the object of comparison.

So there is a saying that it is heartbreaking to fail yourself, but it is more heartbreaking to succeed with friends.

If Director Chen is in his fifties or sixties, it would be fine.

But some people will be jealous and even malicious when they see their peers succeed.

"I really want to do something uncultured."

The colleague holding the mouse looked calm, "Oh, do you still need to do it?"

As he said, he clicked on "Expand Reply", and a bunch of counterattacks popped up immediately under the negative comments.

"What's wrong with making money? Does it prevent you from eating shit?"

"I feel bad and want to curse, just go away, I don't want to curse you."

"You donated all your earnings, right? Show how much you donated."

"I wanted to curse more viciously, but I thought better of it."

"Why should I forget it? I'll do it! Trash? You are not trash, I wish you a long life, free from all diseases, many children and grandchildren, and infertility."

"Fuck, your mouth is poisonous!"

Jiang Huan and Xiao He stared at the screen in a daze, and exclaimed at the same time: "Awesome."