Chapter 79 Propaganda (2)

  "It's like this..." Lin Xiao started speaking, but after just one sentence, he couldn't continue.

  "Click click click" of the shutter sounds, echoed into a vast ocean! The dazzling flash, almost illuminated the grand hall of Shangri-La into a stormy day!

  He was standing on this stage for the first time and only then did he realize that being a star is truly painful. Even now, his eyes didn't blink once as he smiled and faced forward.

  This is just a press conference, he thought of the day of Taiwan's Golden Horse Awards, those dazzling lights that could turn night into day, that crazy sea of glow sticks. The people walking on the red carpet must be proud and full of self-admiration in their hearts, but also have unspeakable hardships.

  When the flash bomb subsided, the eyes of the reporters were all on fire, and pens were suspended in their hands, waiting for Lin Xiao to speak.

  "Actually, it was just a misunderstanding between him and me. At that time, I was taking pictures of the grassland scenery, and my DV was placed on one side. Liu Yiyi asked me to go make up, but unexpectedly went to the wrong place and used Gong's." He smiled slightly at Gong Xuehua, who also nodded with a smile.

  "I used Gong's cosmetics, at that time maybe everyone misunderstood and said some things they shouldn't have. As for whether it was intentional or unintentional, I'm not even clear myself. Was someone framing me? I don't think so."

  He explained with a smile. But the pen of the reporter below has infinite magic power, what he said is one thing, how others write it is another thing.

  New actor Lin Xiao and veteran actress Gong Xuehua jointly acknowledged that the makeup artist was derelict in duty, using special cosmetics.

  "Is it accumulated resentment or a coincidence? The makeup artist actually doesn't recognize the place for makeup?"

  And more people recorded Lin Xiao's words verbatim, and under sentences like "went to the wrong place" and "was it intentional or unintentional", they drew a line.

  This is where you're afraid of forgetting and then analyzing afterwards, in short, it's a place where you have to find something even when there's nothing.

  "Is the DV tape still there?" The person who asked first hurriedly asked, recording while asking without lifting his head.

  "Of course not. The matter has passed, and I don't want to keep it, which would only take up memory." Lin Xiao said with a smile.

  As soon as he finished speaking, he clearly heard a sigh of disappointment coming from below.

  "Mr. Lin, I'd like to ask, you've been praised by directors and veteran actors such as Teacher Chen Dao Ming multiple times in films, is this true?" asked another reporter who raised his hand.

  Lin Xiao furrowed his brow, at the beginning, the topic was already rushing towards him, Chen Dao Ming and Si Qian Gao Wan had not been interviewed yet, he didn't want to seem too eager to steal the spotlight, fearing it would leave a bad impression.

  Cami also desperately made eyes at him from under the stage.

  "It's actually not..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when another voice suddenly rang out. "I think I'd be better suited to answer this question." "Haha, Old Chen, this is someone I've interrogated before."

  "Brush!" The cameras and eyes of the entire audience moved again, and the speaker was actually Chen Daoming and Chen Jialin!

  The director and the movie emperor spoke at the same time?!

  The nerves of the reporters were suddenly stimulated! In recent years, who has ever had such an honor?!

  Suddenly, the entire hall was filled with the sound of shutter clicks again, like a rainstorm hitting a pipa.

  "This Lin Xiao has some skills!" A middle-aged reporter said, biting his pen tip "He must have performed extremely well, otherwise how could he be brought here to participate in the promotional tour?"

  "How good is it to let the director and the movie emperor grab the microphone? Chen Daoming is not a talkative person, after all." The people next to him also looked at Chen Jialin and Chen Daoming on stage with great interest.

  Finally, Chen Daoming spoke up.

  "Everyone, did he just get our praise? Wrong."

  As soon as this sentence came out, the reporters were stunned. Wrong? Did he perform poorly? Can't come to a press conference if it's not good?

  Their hands trembled slightly as they tried to remember, but ultimately didn't put pen to paper, and instead listened intently.

  "I can say this, there was one time when he gave an Oscar-worthy performance. Does the emperor need others to praise him?"

  "What?!" "Impossible?!" "Movie Emperor level?! How old is he?!" "Don't rush! Don't rush! Would Teacher Chen deceive people?" "Right, Director Chen didn't deny it either!" "Look at the attitude of others, they seem to have known about this beforehand. Is this a publicity stunt? Lin Xiao isn't from the entertainment industry, right?"

  The hubbub finally erupted, and the cameras, video cameras, and flashlights behind them were once again connected in a piece. After all, Chen Daoming praised the newcomer as an Oscar-level performance, this news is too unbelievable.

  In front of the TV, Zhao Qingya had her legs crossed, leisurely picked up a dried plum, but just as she was about to put it in her mouth, she heard this sentence and her hand slightly trembled.

  She clearly felt that the hand massaging her shoulders had paused for a moment.

  A flash of chilliness flickered in her eyes as she said lightly, "Song Qingming, how can you be so ignorant of the rules? What are you stopping?"

  "Alright, Zhao Jie." Song Qingming gritted his teeth and continued to press down with force.

  "Movie Emperor level?" Zhao Qingya said coldly "Calling him Movie Emperor is being too generous."

  Song Qingming held back his breath "He has been jumping around happily recently."

  "Hmm, I almost forgot about that person. " Zhao Qingya picked up another candied fruit, "He's quite annoying."

  "But saying he's a movie emperor is also an exaggeration." Song Qingming said, "At that time in Tian Guang, I didn't find that the kid had such talent. If Chen Daoming says so, where will other movie emperors and queens be placed?"

  Zhao Qingya didn't say a word, she just dug her fingernails deep into the fruit.

  Shangri-La Hotel, all journalists have gone wild.

  Chen Daoming pressed his hand down, signaling everyone to be quiet. His next sentence made everyone quiet, or rather, they were shocked and didn't know what to say!

  "I guarantee with my experience that episode 31, the confrontation between Lin Xiao and Lao Gao, is absolutely at an Oscar-winning level, on both sides."

  A seasoned journalist's throat gulped, wondering if he had misheard.

  He and the female journalist next to him exchanged a glance, both seeing an indescribable expression.

  When did movie emperors become so cheap? Can a newcomer let Chen Daoming guarantee that he is an emperor-level actor?

  "Teacher Chen guaranteed it... Could it be true?"

  This string of thoughts, the chicken blood factor in the journalist's veins is about to boil again.

  This is the most shocking topic after tonight's drama group news!

  "My god! I must write this well! Who says Chen Jialin's closed drama group has no news? I see that each piece of news is more explosive than the last! A 20-year-old new movie emperor! Wow... This is a rhythm that will fly to the sky!"

  "Old Li, what's the hurry? A momentary emperor-level performance doesn't count for much. Ask clearly first before speaking."

  "Hehe, don't forget that Lin Xiao is the love of Hong Huang and them. This period of time, his exposure rate can be said to be among the top five in recent years for artists."

  After a moment of shock, the reporters immediately began whispering to each other.

  "Excuse me, Teacher Chen, is this a temporary emperor-level performance? Then, if we look at the entire play as a whole, what standard can he reach?"

  Finally, a reporter couldn't help but ask.

  Chen Daoming smiled slightly "Close to a second-tier artist."

  "Silk!" Many reporters gasped in unison. Several journalists from major newspapers had their eyes wide with wonder.

  To reach the second tier, acting skills are a rigid standard; otherwise, after starring in several films, one will become a vase-like role.

  The reporter who was painting a vivid picture looked shocked and said "Isn't that something you can use right away? Does Mr. Chen mean to imply that he only lacks an opportunity?"

  "It's not that simple. Acting skills and luck each account for half. He just started to gain fame, barely considered a third-tier actor, and it's hard to reach the second tier, many actors struggle for ten years without achieving it." Someone immediately retorted.

  "But at least, that's the idea. This is a live broadcast, and I'm afraid many production units will be moved. To invite someone with strength over 10,000 to join for the price of a third-line artist of 4-5 thousand, this is a big profit."

  They had hardly finished their exclamations when someone raised his hand and asked a question.

  "It's said that Lin Xiao was still a newcomer before. So he directly rose to fame, if Director Chen wants to give him a salary raise in the future, I estimate it will be a lot?"

  "No standard!" "Stupid!" This question triggered dissatisfaction among many reporters, but no one would say it out loud.

  Unexpectedly, Chen Jialin actually answered this question. He smiled and said "I don't know how much now, but it's definitely more than double what Kangxi had."

  "It is said that Huaxia's external quotation is 4,000 per set. Will it exceed this number?"

  "Hmm? The journalists' nerves were stirred up again, this is internal news after all. 4000, although it's not a big number, and even less than those who rose to fame with "My Fair Princess" back then. But the first part of the show has already been filmed and will be doubled in value, making it a very worthwhile piece of news."

  Their pens began to move again.

  Lin Xiao also felt a little surprised, he glanced at CAMI and found that the other party was smiling at him, only then did he understand.

  No wonder this question is so unprofessional, it turns out to be a self-inflicted trouble.

  It's now Lin Xiao Huo, the reporters hurriedly asked several questions, but all of them tacitly avoided asking about the fashion circle, fearing to offend Chen Jia Lin.

  Until they felt that Lin Xiao had been dug up enough, they shifted their attention to several big shots.

  Time passed minute by minute and second by second, soon it was approaching twelve o'clock, when the press conference was about to end.

  Each actor was interviewed, of course, the most talked about were still Chen Daoming and other big-name stars. The old actors very tacitly threw several topics to Lin Xiao.

  Chen Jialin glanced at her watch, eleven fifty. She nodded to the management staff, indicating that it was time to wrap up.

  "Ladies and gentlemen." The management of Shangri-La smiled and stood up "The press conference, which lasted for an hour and a half, has come to an end..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when suddenly the door was opened and two people walked in together, with four or five bodyguards standing behind them.

  Just as they saw their faces clearly for a moment, there were reporters screaming on the spot!

  "Zhou... Zhou Xingchi!?! Hong Huang?!?! Good heavens! I'm not seeing things, am I?!"