Disaster Artist

good!

Roger couldn't help shouting in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that the press conference was still going on, he would have almost wanted to applaud Lu Qian.

In the face of the aggressive and surrounded by reporters, Lu Qian showed his vigor and sharpness, but he did not lose his self-deprecation and ridicule. The humor and attitude like a spring breeze made the smell of gunpowder settle silently, so that the reporters attacked. So it was dissolved and disintegrated.

pretty!

Roger believed that Lu Qian's handling could not be more perfect. Looking at the rustling in the press conference hall at this time, but no one was able to break the silence, one could feel the shocking aftertaste left by the just-in-arms encounter. Everyone needs a little time to digest.

Then, Roger was just about ready to speak to break the silence and try to get the press conference back on track, but Roger underestimated the reporters' perseverance and named a new reporter, who still made Roger's question. Headache.

"Yesterday, the Internet hot search attacked the director one-sidedly, but the director never responded. What is the reason?"

Obviously, things are still not over.

Lu Qian was also a little surprised, but thinking about the trend of entertainment to death in the Internet age, he calmed down. He still kept smiling, and even chuckled softly.

"Sir, this is the Weihai Film Festival, we still have a lot of things to do, such as watching the films in the main competition unit, discussing and watching 'tourists', and caring about the two actors in our crew, I think they Sitting next to me has cold hands and feet. I don't have that much leisure time."

puff.

Many reporters at the scene couldn't hold back, and they laughed outright with a puff. Lu Qian's remarks, laughter and scolding, were really informative.

Then, finally, a reporter was "back on track."

"Then director, I have a question, why didn't you invite Tao Ran to star in your movie?"

"Because I don't know him."

Lu Qian didn't wait for the reporter to take a seat at all, and answered directly by hitting the wall, and he could already feel a little sense of oppression in his words.

The reporter was stunned for a while, and then retorted reflexively, "You can get to know him from now on."

Ha ha.

Lu Qian laughed lightly, the clear laughter was like a gurgling stream crashing between pebbles, as if he could see the outline of the golden sunlight reflected in it, but in the next second, the smile disappeared, and the reporters in the audience could I could clearly feel that Lu Qian's eyes changed, cold and sharp, revealing a murderous aura.

"Are you his agent? If so, I suggest you contact our casting director directly, thank you for your cooperation."

The voice was cold.

"So no one wants to talk to me about seeing the film? It's a bit disappointing, I thought the reporters who came to the Weihai Film Festival were screened, at least they should know their main task for the film festival, which is obviously not here' Eightmm's annual entertainment convention and none of us were talking about movies."

"Let's sit down and have a serious discussion about what we should discuss at the festival."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the sarcasm and disdain were vented like this.

At the scene, there was no sound—

This is Lu Qian who the reporters have never seen before. In the past year, reporters or paparazzi have tried their best to provoke Lu Qian, but all have failed. At the same time, Lu Qian's private life is boring. He was not even interested in complaining, and every time the confrontation was fought, the reporter returned.

Until today.

The reporters saw Lu Qian's other look, and they got their wish, but the problem is that in the face of Lu Qian's anger, the reporters at the scene were stunned that no one could make a sound, not even a little refutation, lest they reveal themselves. embarrassment and shame.

Perhaps, this is an era when interests come first and entertainment to the death, but everyone still has a bottom line that needs to be adhered to, because once the bottom line is also broken, then all order will collapse—

The most ironic part is that yesterday, because Tao Ran fans irrationally poured dirty water, the reporters were angered, and the mainstream media personally ended up tearing up, completely subverting the development of the whole thing; and today, the mainstream media is again in " "Tourists" are chasing after them at the press conference. Is there any essential difference between their behavior and traffic fans?

Silence is spreading.

In fact, the reporters have experienced many battles, and their skin is thicker than the city wall. How could they fall into conscience condemnation because of Lu Qian's few words?

What's more, idealized appeals and slogans such as "movie is life" have long since disappeared from the market at a time when entertainment is becoming more and more fragmented. Calm down and think about it, Lu Qian's words are a bit... funny, Falling in the eyes of reporters is just the unwillingness of an idealist.

But the problem is that Lu Qian did not give the reporters a chance to fight back.

In the silence, Lu Qian took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and then aimed the camera at the reporter, just like the reporters' cannon barrels were aimed at Lu Qian.

What is Lu Qian doing?

No one asked, and Lu Qian didn't explain. The strange silence slowly flowed in the air, and the atmosphere changed subtly again.

Standing on the side stage, Yu Shao couldn't help holding his breath. The moment Lu Qian got angry, his heart almost stopped beating. This was the first time he saw Lu Qian "out of control" when facing reporters——

Because Lu Qian is always calm and relaxed when facing reporters, but it makes the nervousness and anxiety of others seem stupid, so that Yu Shao has formed a perception that facing the media is a talent in Lu Qian's genes. But now Yu Shao realized that Lu Qian was only a twenty-two-year-old young man.

However, after being surprised and flustered, Yu Shao found that the situation had quietly fallen into Lu Qian's control.

Shooting reporters.

What exactly is this doing? Are you sure this isn't performance art?

However, Yu Shao's line of sight followed Lu Qian's mobile phone lens to the reporter, and slowly and slowly he tasted something. The mobile phone lens is not only a record, but also a mirror, recording and reflecting the reporters' every move~ www.wuxiaspot.com~Let them look at the face of their own unscrupulous entertainment to death--

Reporter, what qualifications do you have to complain about traffic fans?

Almost everyone at the scene is dodging their eyes subconsciously, not daring to face the camera, as if they dare not face themselves, but even if they look down, they can still feel the gaze from the camera:

Usually they have always been the subject of staring, but now they have become the objects to be stared at. The feeling of red fruit instantly detonated the turbulent emotions. The shame and anger touched the bottom line of morality, a survival instinct from the depths of the soul. It just makes them want to hide themselves and run away from the camera.

When they realized their escape, they also realized what their pursuit and interception of Tao Ran and Lu Qian meant.

More than just a simple empathy.

Gurgling.

The press conference hall fell into silence, but I could feel the surging of emotions and breathing. Even though no one spoke, I could still hear the voices of people.