Entertainment circle cannon fodder counterattack strategy

Li Chun hadn't scheduled work for the second half of the year, but it seemed a bit deliberate to stay in Hengcheng like this, so he asked his agent to find him something with a light workload to pass the time.

Regarding Zhou Zihe's matter, Li Chun's manager's attitude has been very clear, just lay down and let the boss do whatever he wants.

Li Chun has started to focus on the development of the big screen in the past two years, and the coffee position is there. Hengcheng's film and television assembly line can no longer support a giant like him.

The agent circled around for a few times with frowning brows. There is no suitable crew, and no reliable variety show. There is no need to lower your value for half a year's work, right?

Finally, he gritted his teeth and suggested to Li Chun, "Let's create a reality show by ourselves!" As he said that, he took out an old plan, the general form is that Li Chun cooks, finds a host to join the show, and then invites Li Chun A chat variety show with stars who have cooperated as guests.The reason why Li Chun put him on the shelf two years earlier was: "How can I cook? Oh my god!"

The agent advised him, "You are now taking the route of warm men, don't waste this idea, if you cook... no matter how bad it is, the audience won't be able to eat it." Besides, it is especially in line with your current personality of chasing a wife.The last sentence the agent was embarrassed to say.

Coincidentally, Li Chun had the same idea as him: this virtuous wife has a good personality, Zhou Zhou should like it, right?As the saying goes, to grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach. Thinking about these projects basically makes a decision.

His team is already very mature and capable. Now that it's settled, they will do what they say. In less than half a month, the venue, host, and guest list for the first three episodes are all settled and the filming will start.

Li Chun didn't learn the cooking skills in the show, but he learned the tricks of warming up to ten percent. When he got home, he unwrapped the takeaway package, put the cooked vegetables in the pot and turned them twice, and put them in delicate bowls when they were hot. ,Perfect!

Zhou Zihe didn't notice it at first, and couldn't help but marvel, "What kind of fairy teacher did your program team hire? This cooking skill is too fast!" Li Chun smiled shyly, as if he really cooked that dish.

It’s just that Zhou Zihe’s problem of replying to the studio’s creative group while eating made him a little unhappy. Young people in entrepreneurship are crazy, and they can’t tell the difference between work time and life time, as if they are racing against life.

In the past, Zhou Ziqi was the most active in the small group. Later, Bai Mo, who was more anxious than Zhou Ziqi, came out. Zhou Zihe’s mobile phone was beeping the message notification tone almost 24 hours a day. As a boss, it’s not good to be too indifferent. Whenever he sees it, he will try his best. Back a few words.

"I think there are some problems with our current video creativity. Zhou Zhou... Is it convenient to have a meeting online at night?" Bai Mo's slightly magnetic voice popped out from the phone.

Li Chun frowned.Zhou Zihe swallowed a mouthful of food, pondered for a while, and replied: "I will start a live broadcast tonight, at 11 o'clock, call Zhang Wei, Ziqi, and Lisa together." Lisa is their creative director.

"I want to tell you first. If you think it's OK, can you talk to them again?" Bai Mo's tone was a little more begging. Things are too complicated and trivial, and once many plans are formed, it is not so easy to adjust.On the contrary, Zhou Zihe, the boss in a different place, is more likely to accept these creative and active ideas.

"Okay." Zhou Zihe replied briefly, and continued to eat. Li Chunzhi stared at his ears thoughtfully. He saw Bai Mo's photo on Zhou Zihe's phone, and suddenly felt some inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart... This is Is the annual dog-blood drama "The Temptation of Going Home" about to start broadcasting?

It is said that men who focus on work are the most attractive, but if they are over-focused, it is definitely not "inner taste".

Li Chun has been a good housekeeper for two months, and his heart is getting more and more tired. Taking care of people is similar to raising pets. The freshness at the beginning wears off, and it takes patience.Since Zhou Zihe is a cat, he only cares about the career line of his one-third-acre land, and never responds to the feeders.

After adopting Zheng Shaochen's opinion on the live broadcast, Li Chun had to avoid suspicion by visiting his house every now and then. If he didn't want to shut himself up in the bedroom as a lonely gamer, he had to go out and disappear for an hour, living together. When it comes to this point, it is called a ghost if the heart can be smooth.So I got in the car that day, kicked the gas pedal back to Hangzhou, and sent Zhou Zihe a message after entering Hangzhou's house, saying that he had something to leave Hangzhou for two days, and by the way, asked Zhou Zihe to eat on time and take care of himself.

Like a small composition, he sent it a few dozen times, but Zhou Zihe only replied "yes".

Li Chun felt that he had served Zhou Zihe well for so many days, and if he left suddenly, Zhou Zihe would definitely not be used to it, and he would have to think of him anyway.

As a result, two days have passed, not to mention the phone call, not even a text message.Li Chun simply called a few friends out to continue wandering, ate and drank, visited bars and nightclubs, and dragged on for a week before returning to Hengdian City. He thought he must miss me this time, right?

Unexpectedly, Hengcheng's house was also vacant, and Zhou Zihe was even worse, not even leaving a message. If Li Chun hadn't got the key, he wouldn't even have a place to live when he came back at night.The room was almost the same as when he left, there was no chaos in the world, and there were no traces of deliberate care.There are only a few eggs missing in the refrigerator, and the other ingredients have not been touched. Li Chun turned around and felt a little distressed. He didn't know how hard Zhou Zihe was working to make the studio survive. He usually doesn't broadcast live When I don’t go to bed with him, most of the time I just smoke in silence with a blank face, or I go out for a run with headphones on, and when I run to collapse, I fall asleep on the bed. He is under a lot of pressure, but his obsession may be deeper. Every day They are all competing with themselves, as if they are fighting with their backs.

Why bother with him about a few glances and approval?The more Li Chun thought about it, the more he regretted it. He called Zhang Wei and found out that there was a problem with their content production, and they urgently needed to adjust their planning and rhythm. Zhou Zihe had already returned to Beijing for two days.

Unlike the first time I went to the studio, this time the atmosphere was grim, there was no laughter, no joy; the light in everyone's eyes dimmed, and they seemed preoccupied.Some problems are expected, and some difficulties are also expected, but it is impossible for the creative side to not be painful when we actually encounter them.

The content of the previous few issues was launched, and it basically failed.However, the current direction of adjustment has also caused great internal disagreement; Zhou Ziqi felt that the publicity was not strong enough, and the reason why the content did not become popular was that the coverage was too narrow; Zhang Wei believed that, from the data point of view, fan feedback was stable and positive It’s rising, as long as you persist, the dawn is in front of you; Zhou Zihe’s ideas are the most radical, he thinks that there is a problem with the starting point of creativity, and the funny content for the purpose of attracting attention does not have the cultural background and emotional tension of popular content The previous script needs to be completely overturned and rewritten, which is probably why employees all over the world hate their bosses!You were the one who nodded back then, and now you are the one who slapped the table... Why did you go so early?

In the whole company, only Bai Mo and Zhou Zihe stood by. During the meeting, Zhou Ziqi almost stared at his forehead.But his thinking is not the same as Zhou Zihe's. He feels that the content needs to be closely related to the current hot spots, and the output should be fast, accurate and ruthless, and closely related to the hot topics, so that most people can focus on it.

Zhou Zihe still shook his head: "We want to create hot spots, not chase hot spots. We want to be KOLs who throw out opinions, not follow the trend of opinions." Compared with the unanimous external fight, the internal conflict is more stalemate, because in the real world On the battlefield, you may not have comrades in arms.

Zhou Zihe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office. It was already past midnight, and half of the windows outside were still lit with cold LED lights.

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In the final analysis, Zhou Zihe doesn’t know whether his ideas are right or not. Creating this kind of thing is often like crossing the river with a pony. It is difficult to find the most correct path without trial and error one by one, but often everyone has no time to verify everything. Thoughtful, mortals charge forward, always in one go, even if he can persist in raising funds for many years, what about Zhou Ziqi?What about Zhang Wei?Even his parents may become the hand that pulls him back to the original point.

The fingertips holding the cigarette were trembling slightly, "Tomorrow, a decision must be made...whether it is right or wrong! What if it is wrong? Maybe there is another chance, but the odds of winning may become smaller and smaller..."

Zhou Zihe repeatedly calculated his time cost, opportunity cost, and creative feasibility in his heart... He lowered his head slightly and looked at the bottomless night sky. There were no stars in the night sky in Beijing. Is the darkness ahead before dawn?Or will we usher in a more bottomless polar night?

The fear of being governed by the contract has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Whether it is Liu Xin's, Zhang Hao's, or "Lingling Qingshuichi", Zhou Zihe has left deep memory scars. If he has to remember, there will only be endless pain with humiliation.Zhou Zihe bit his lip, and the red dot on the cigarette touched his fingertips before he came back to his senses.Never lose, never become the passive party in the contract!

When he turned around and lit a cigarette, the office door was pushed open from the outside, and the big boy named Bai Mo coughed a few times, walked up to him and looked out the window together, and suddenly asked: "What are you looking at? "

Zhou Zihe didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "Why are you back?"

"I don't know... I just want to come back and have a look." The boy answered truthfully, then paused and said, "One of my teachers said that when you encounter a problem but don't know how to make a choice, do the last thing you can do." What you want to do, let the consequences be your own decision, even if you are smashed to pieces, it is not a destination." He spoke very slowly, appearing extremely sad and decisive.

That's right... Is it not a kind of destination to be smashed to pieces.Zhou Zihe sighed softly, then suddenly laughed, what are you afraid of?

"What kind of cigarettes are you smoking?" Bai Mo lowered his head slightly, staring at Zhou Zihe's fingertips.

"I don't know, there are still on the table." Zhou Zihe didn't want to talk, he raised his hand to bring the cigarette to his mouth, but his lips only touched his own cold fingers.

Bai Mo took out the cigarette from Zhou Zihe's fingertips, held it in his mouth, took a shallow puff, and immediately frowned and complained: "What kind of smell is this!" He said and extinguished most of the cigarette in the ashtray.

Zhou Zihe sneered, and stretched out his hand to touch the cigarette case, but his hand was grabbed by the boy halfway, Bai Mo didn't speak, just lowered his head and put his mouth on his lips.

The taste of nicotine in Zhou Zihe's mouth was bitter and astringent, but the boy seemed to have tasted something very good, and he refused to let go for a long time, "I like you." When his lips parted, Bai Mo eagerly confessed his love, his voice was so excited Trembling slightly, he spit out these words.

"Hush..." Zhou Zihe's cold index finger stopped his cold lips, "Don't talk."

The boy's eyes flickered, he shut up obediently, lowered his head, and put the young boss he had been thinking about for a long time into his arms again.