Tool Man Rebellion Guide [Quick Pass]

Huayu had encountered such a crisis in its previous life, just a while before Zhai Yan was assassinated.

At that time, Zhong Heng's child had already been born. He helped Chu Tingyu everywhere and suppressed Lin Chu. Lin Chu was not a vegetarian, so he backhanded the news of his hidden marriage and childbirth.

He has always been the son who is immersed in movies and doesn't care about world affairs. Under Chu Tingyu's handling, he immediately clashed with Huayu.

After all, for Chu Tingyu, it is more beneficial for him to disclose everything.

For those who don't know the truth, Zhong Heng and Chu Yan are married, and Chu Tingyu is his step-son, so naturally, he will be treated a little less favorably by the way.

As for how much Zhong Heng will pay for this?That's not his concern.

"Mr. Zhai, Zhong Heng has already arrived downstairs, where is he now?"

Zhai Yan recruited Zhong Heng to the company and said that he wanted to discuss a public relations plan together. Zhong Heng felt ashamed and came very quickly.

"Take the technicians to the conference hall first, and we'll be there later." Zhai Yan ordered the staff on the side to get everyone ready for the upcoming press conference.

In just a short while, Zhong Heng had already arrived. Surrounded by the staff, he came over like the stars.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's discuss about the press conference later." Sensing the trace of awkwardness under his indifferent appearance, Zhai Yan made plain arrangements.

All the way here, I was worried for a long time, and even prepared a basket of words to argue for reasons. Zhong Heng, who thought he would be questioned by Xingshi, was at a loss as if his fist had been hit on cotton.

"Boss Zhai, I..." He spoke first, wanting to explain his sudden regret.

"I've already done everything, let's decide how to solve it first."

Zhong Heng was silent and could only nod his head.

"Let's talk about your thoughts first, we have to determine what your attitude is." The manager of the public relations department asked.

Zhong Heng sat silently in his seat, he had an outstanding temperament, even wearing the simplest shirt, in the suits and shoes, he did not lose his momentum at all.

"I want to be sincere and confess to all the audience who like me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the meeting room immediately thought of whispering, and everyone was wondering what he meant.

"Isn't the previous plan a confession? What are you dissatisfied with?" Someone asked directly.

In the document sent to him before, he clearly acknowledged his marital status, but he discarded it.

Zhong Heng glanced at the questioner, lowered his eyes and said: "I don't want to use those pretentious public relations words, I just want to tell my audience what I really think."

The questioner gritted his teeth and asked persistently: "Then you want to announce the identity of the woman? You should know how much impact it will have on the other party."

Zhong Heng refused to say who his wife was, and even the people in the company could only guess secretly.

"No, I'm not going to reveal her identity, I just want to be completely honest with myself."

Zhong Heng is very stubborn, if not for this, it would be impossible for him to indulge in movies for many years without being disturbed by vulgar things.

Zhai Yan suppressed other people's discussions, and he didn't seem to feel that his request was unreasonable at all.

He looked at the other party and pondered: "You should know how difficult it will be, and maybe it will arouse opposition from fans."

I want to be honest, but also want to protect the woman well. How can such a good thing happen? In the last life, it was because the company didn't handle it well, and the company let it go, which caused some extreme fans to boycott.

He almost hurt his child, but it was Chu Tingyu who showed up in time to stop the tragedy and severely wiped out his and Chu Yan's strategy points.

"I know, I voluntarily bear any consequences." Zhong Heng earnestly, he has already achieved fame, so naturally he doesn't care about those false names.

"Even if that's the case?" Zhai Yan handed him the excitatory statements collected by the PR. On the electronic screen, obscenities were everywhere, all cursing the woman and the unborn child.

The public relations were also carefully categorized by time. After his Weibo post, which was almost equivalent to showing affection, the negative comments increased sharply, and the content became more intense.

"The fans are very emotional now, and there are a lot of protests with more than [-] likes and comments." Other staff also took the opportunity to add.

Zhong Heng glanced at it, and immediately caught it tremblingly, flipping through each item.

"I... I didn't expect it to be like this." The curse of hatred deeply hurt his eyeballs, making him immediately regret his hasty decision.

"Do you think that public relations is to deceive the audience, and only you are sincere?" Zhai Yan said sarcastically, without giving the other party any face.

So he didn't even read the copy sent to him by the public relations directly, and wrote it himself.

Zhong Heng is still too pure. Even though he has been in the entertainment circle for many years, he has always been well protected by the company. He has never experienced setbacks, never knows how to be tactful, and everything depends on his will.

He let everyone's sarcasm, after a long time of contemplation, he stood up solemnly, and bowed deeply to everyone present.

He is Zhong Heng, Zhong Heng who has long been praised to the altar!After realizing that he was wrong, he was able to apologize to everyone immediately.

No matter how much they complained about him disrupting the pace of public relations before, everyone at the scene could no longer complain about him.

Although the young master of Fengguang Jiyue is a little uncommon, it is completely harmless. After all, everyone gathered here to help him solve the current problem.

After observing the expressions of the people around him, Zhai Yan interrupted: "Okay, okay, enough acting, now let's start plan b."

His sarcastic expression quickly subsided, and the aggressive staff just followed him and quickly changed their faces.

Everyone returned to a serious discussion in a second, and even handed Zhong Heng a bunch of plans that had been prepared.

"You... this is?" Zhong Heng was stunned.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, your reaction is also a part of PR considerations, and the planb has already been prepared." Zhai Yan waved his hand and said indifferently, as if the one who said it was difficult to solve was not himself.

Zhong Heng's eyes widened, and before he had time to react, he saw the boss who was much younger than him raised his eyebrows like a fox: "Everyone came to the company to work overtime because of your workload, and you are not allowed to scare you out!" Tone?"

He seemed to be choked, and he didn't know how to reply for a long time, "So, what are those remarks?" He still cared about those vicious words, hoping that these were just "to vent his anger".

"Don't think too much, the curses are all real, and there are not a few of these things under your current Weibo."

Zhai Yan interrupted his wild thoughts and asked him to watch the next process carefully.

Someone helped him explain the follow-up process, and the makeup artist took this opportunity to help him apply makeup quickly.

Zhong Heng just wanted to refuse, but when he thought of those curses, he took a deep breath and let the other party smear his face.

When the press conference officially started, Zhong Heng in simple clothes appeared in front of the live broadcast camera.

The host had already done the warm-up, explaining to all the fans or those who just watched the fun that it was the live broadcast requested by Zhong Heng himself.

"General press conferences only invite a small number of media, but Mr. Zhong said that he does not need to explain to the media. He is only responsible to all audiences who like him and support him, and he only explains to them."

Angry fans were stationed in the live broadcast room. After hearing the words, they were silent for a while, and they were no longer aggressive.

In the end, although Zhong Heng is an idol, he has never taken the initiative to ask for any benefits from his fans. He has no endorsements and no peripherals, and the fans' support for him is only a few movie tickets.

"Hi everyone, I'm Zhong Heng."

He looks dusty, but he still can't hide his gentle and jade-like temperament.

"The press conference was held as soon as the news broke. My brother must have rushed here to see how simple his clothes are."

"Zhong Heng, I will always support you, just be yourself!"

"Why do you want to deceive fans, scum who is secretly married is not worthy of liking!"

In front of Zhong Heng, there was a rapidly scrolling barrage in the live broadcast room. Fierce insults would be blocked, and everyone was clamoring and eager to express their opinions.

"Here, I want to apologize to all the fans who trust me. I concealed my marital status. If it wasn't for the sudden explosion this time, maybe I would have hesitated for a long time."

The first half of his sentence was very serious, but then he suddenly smiled, as if sharing something funny.

The procedure book does not stipulate what he should say, only let him show the greatest sincerity as he insisted.

Thousands of miles away, a girl is watching the live broadcast with her mother. Both of them are fans of Zhong Heng, but their attitudes are completely different.

"At such an age, it's time to start a family. Otherwise, you'll be alone for every meal, and you'll be lonely for the rest of your life." Watching Zhong Heng talk about his boring life, his mother said with emotion.

Two hours have passed since Zhong Heng's live broadcast. He talked about his helplessness and his ideals, and spread out all the most real thoughts in his heart. He didn't even drink a few sips of water, and he kept responding to the barrage problem.

The mother has changed from disbelief to supporting his idea, but the daughter is still worried about his hidden marriage.

"Master Zhong Heng doesn't need the company of mortals, no one can match him." The daughter curled her lips where she couldn't see, but didn't say any rebuttals.

She looked aside with disdain, and after a while, she couldn't help but put her gaze back on the screen.

"Fuck!"

The live broadcast suddenly turned into a very simple clip, in which Zhong Heng was still wearing a costume and had just been blown up by a bomb.

The crowd rushed forward, and the figure in front of the camera was shaking, and only in the gaps could he see his different grin.

"Isn't this the time of "Beacon Fire"? How could it be so serious?" Mom exclaimed.

Zhong Heng had already passed out, and was carried into an ambulance by other people.

The daughter was a little taken aback and asked, "What is this?"

My mother was still distressed, and said perfunctorily: "Zhong Heng is going to take a break, the host doesn't know what he is playing."

Not only this scene, there are many scenes in the clip that the audience has never seen before.

Zhong Heng was accidentally injured by the explosion, and was kicked off the high platform time and time again. In order to truly endure the fist-to-body attacks, he soaked in the cold winter water alone when everyone was wearing down jackets.

His current achievements are entirely due to his own efforts, and the sadness behind him has always been suppressed, and there has never been any publicity.

A line of big characters appeared on the screen, "Zhong Heng has been hiding it from everyone."

"This is selling miserably, they did it on purpose." The daughter fought back her tears, but still refused to bow her head.

The picture on the screen turned and returned to Zhong Heng's daily life.

He played with himself in the middle of the night, and there was a takeaway on the table that he took a few bites. Everyone was celebrating the assistant's birthday. When everyone proposed to go out to have fun, he silently avoided it.

In the deserted high-rise building, with the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, he sat alone in front of the TV, pondering the acting skills of the actors on the screen.

He is the movie star, a national idol known by everyone, no matter where he appears, he will be recognized and cause unnecessary sensation.

Under the shadow of the trees, he sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the starry sky in the distance, his eyes were amazingly bright.

"Brother, go back quickly, it's three o'clock, and someone will come to see the sunrise soon." The person holding the camera urged him, but he looked at the scenery behind him reluctantly like a child.

As the car door closed, he returned to that indifferent young man, without those stars in his eyes.

On the streets of a foreign country, he finally had a chance to breathe. Wandering in the ancient streets, he was recognized by a group of people holding mobile phones.

He is Zhong Heng. It is not surprising that Zhong Heng, who is regarded as a legend, is recognized by fans from other countries.

Chased by the camera, he hid back in the car in embarrassment. Many people outside the car window were attracted, and a bold anchor patted his glass, asking him to say hello to his fans.

"Who are they? There's nothing to shoot here. I just know how to pat. Is it annoying?" Mom couldn't finish her tears, and she was so angry that she was dying.

"He is Zhong Heng, he can only hide it from everyone." The familiar subtitles appeared again, causing countless silences.

Countless fans waited in the live broadcast room, full of resentment, waiting to see who could pull everyone's dream lover off the altar.

As the screen went black little by little, the people who had been asking the woman who the woman was in the video on the barrage also died down.

Zhong Heng has been live broadcasting for a long time, answering all other questions that fans want to know, and has not revealed any information about her.

This clip is very rough. At first glance, it looks like some clips are simply stitched together, like a prop rushed out to fill the gap in the live broadcast.

When it was played for the third time, Zhong Heng finally came back, and he still watched all the barrage as calmly as before, whether it was encouragement or criticism.

The live broadcast lasted for four hours. Zhong Heng showed all his sincerity, and everyone who watched the whole live broadcast felt his sincerity.

"Thanks for everyone's hard work." He thanked all the staff who were working overtime because he was still working overtime at this time, and he couldn't tell that he had been live broadcasting continuously for such a long time.

The original live broadcast time was two hours, and this was the longest time the public relations staff thought he could last. Everyone was behind the screen, watching him keep adding time.

After shaking hands with Zhai Yan solemnly, his wife suddenly appeared unexpectedly.