China Entertainment 2000

Fuck!

How come this is totally different from the domestic entertainment I know? !

Qin Lan's eyes widened instantly, and she stared at the arrogant figure pointing at people across the screen with her mouth slightly open. The emotion that surged in her beautiful eyes was full of disbelief.

Didn't Qiong Yao and Hunan TV's analysis think that he would definitely get away with it this time?

Why is he adding fuel to the fire?

What are public intellectuals?

Those public intellectuals he mentioned?

Isn't this equivalent to directly hitting on the group of public intellectuals who have been clamoring that he has low quality and have a certain influence in various fields?

"Ha! I said Zhou Yi would never bow his head! See, right?"

The friend smiled, put his arm around Qin Lan's shoulders and said proudly: "Zhou Yi has never been afraid of anyone since his debut - no, he never was afraid of anyone before his debut. He even fought with others when he was in Peking University, and he was not afraid of being expelled.

"At that time, some people teased him that he dared to pick up girls that others dared not pick up, and he dared to fight that others dared not fight."

Qin Lan: "..."

After being a nobody in the entertainment industry for two years, she realized for the first time what it meant to be truly rampant, the kind that actually happened in front of her.

At this moment, including Li Bingbin, all the people who had new contact with Zhou Yi were shocked.

Every time they encountered something or an interview, they were trembling in their hearts, fearing that they would say something wrong and be used as an excuse to affect their star journey, and they had to try their best to attract more fans and more attention for themselves.

But why does it feel that Zhou Yi is always the exception?

It turns out that you can still talk like this in the mainland entertainment industry?

"Why not? ”

……………………

Two days later, Shangrao, in front of a hotel.

After a long ride, Zhou Yi felt uncomfortable and stretched himself after getting off the bus. He hummed and pulled the suitcase over, and said to Qian Jiang, who looked like a bitter melon: "It's healthier to curse. Only when the body and mind are relaxed can the state be better.

"Besides, can my words be called cursing? It's so elegant and easy-going."

Zhou Yi refused to admit that he was cursing in a low-quality way. He was just telling the facts in an elegant and easy-going manner.

Is there anything wrong with what he said?

Nothing wrong at all.

"You don't even let people question your doubts. It's easy to lose your passerby ticket."

Qian Jiang was a little worried.

"Who said that? Didn't I add the word please? How polite."

"..."

Then you are really too polite.

Helplessly shook his head, and Qian Jiang, who had already thought about how to clean up this gentleman's ass in his mind, followed Zhou Yi with a lot of bags and walked into the hotel lobby step by step.

Because they knew Zhou Yi was coming in advance, the waiters in the hotel lobby were very excited, but they still kept their restraint. They didn't ask for autographs or take photos with him. The general manager of the hotel even showed up in person to escort Zhou Yi's check-in.

Just kidding, this is going home!

If there is any mistake, they will be laughed at by their peers for the rest of their lives!

Zhou Yi's elementary school, junior high school, and high school alma mater even hung red banners to welcome outstanding alumnus Zhou Yi. Because the school had just started, the students also saw this scene.

When they learned that Zhou Yi's MV crew would shoot in the school at night and on weekends, all the students were crazy with joy.

"I love to study! I love to study very much! Mom and Dad, I have to stay in school after school this week to do my homework! I can't help watching TV at home!"

"Go away, isn't it just Zhou Yi who is back? Don't think I don't know. I told you not to bother others when you are itchy. Did you hear me?"

"...Dad, didn't you say that you watched Zhou Yi grow up? He used to buy your pancakes and fried dough sticks at the school gate."

"How can it be the same? He is a big star now."

"..."

The junior high school student who is in the rebellious period seems to have a correct understanding of the fact that his father often said in front of him how good his relationship with Zhou Yi was when he was in junior and high school.

"Dad, he didn't eat your pancakes and fried dough sticks and had diarrhea, did he?"

"What are you talking about, you little bastard!"

Based on this, the father-son relationship appeared in many families in Shangrao County and SR City on September 6.

Small cities have their own social circles. The place is not big. If there is any movement in someone's family, it will basically spread through various networks of relationships in a few days.

Those classmates, friends, uncles and aunts who had crossed paths with Zhou Yi, and even those who had fought with him when he was a child because he was so arrogant, felt mixed emotions when Zhou Yi returned to Shangrao.

Zhou Yi had some of the same feelings.

It was a very wonderful feeling, especially when he saw that the bicycle repair shop where he had repaired bicycle tires many times when he was a child, the steamed bun shop where he bought steamed buns, the small shop in front of the school, and the Xinhua Bookstore where he could read books for free were all the same as he remembered.

It was only a few years ago, but it felt like a lifetime ago when we met again.

The school's table tennis table was still very rough, and the gaps on the desks and chairs had not changed. There were even small holes that he had drilled with a pencil sharpener when he was bored.

However, when he sat down again, the teacher who taught with a strong accent was no longer on the podium -

"Kongnijiwa, Wadaxi..."

Masami Nagasawa saw Zhou Yi who was also visiting the venue. She immediately bowed to him and then introduced herself with restrained excitement.

After realizing that she was speaking Japanese, Masami Nagasawa decisively switched to her stumbling English.

Warner did arrange a translator for her, but for this first meeting, she still wanted to actively communicate as much as possible.

"Hello, my name is Masami Nagasawa, you can just call me Masami. Thank you very much for choosing me to participate in your MV." She bowed again.

"You're welcome, Ms. Masami."

When Zhou Yi first met this woman who would be nicknamed the Princess of Toho, the first impression that popped into his mind was her BYD advertisement...

As one of the few top female artists who is famous in China, BYD's car advertisements in the Japanese market after finding this person as a spokesperson were somewhat brainwashing...

However, compared to the past, Nagasawa Masami, who is only 16 years old this year, is obviously full of a sense of vitality.

It's just that her short hair and side profile look more like Sun Yanzi from a close distance.

When Yui Aragaki also arrived at the shooting site, the two women who had never met before were obviously a little surprised when they saw each other-

Yui Aragaki quickly came to her senses and bowed twice to Zhou Yi and Nagasawa Masami, her senior.

Or else the Japanese are just this troublesome.

"Gakki, you play the student days, Masami, you play the adult days. You two are actually one in the plot, just in different time periods..."

After briefly describing the details that were not added to the script to the two, Zhou Yi called Ning Hao and asked the director to bring a translator to explain the play.

Because of the language difference, this MV has no dialogue throughout the whole process, relying entirely on the expressions and body language of the male and female protagonists.

When Qin Lan got off the car and arrived at the shooting site, she saw Ning Hao arranging the scenes for Zhou Yi and others.

The crew of "Writing Poems for You" where she was also filmed in Zhou Yi's alma mater and Shangrao area, but not much, basically only need to shoot for about two days before leaving, and the rest is to go back to the capital to shoot.

Qin Lan, who was about to step forward to say hello, hadn't started to leave yet, but the phone in her pocket suddenly rang--

Huang Xiaoming

"Hello?"

"How is Qin Lan? Have you arrived in Shangrao?"

"Yes, I will be there this afternoon. I am going to meet Zhou Yi now. Let's not talk for now. I am very busy."

"Beep", the phone was hung up.

In the imperial capital, Huang Xiaoming, who was already nervous because Qin Lan went to Zhou Yi's crew, was stunned.

Hang up, hung up?

Hang up? ? ?

Seeing that his warm and caring offensive had made a little progress, Qin Lan's attitude towards him softened a little, why did it change back? ? ?

I still have to meet Zhou Yi...

Considering the playboy's not very particular external reputation, Huang Xiaoming felt that his future was bleak...

How can he compete?

The weather in the imperial capital in early September was still very hot and the sun was shining, but Huang Xiaoming felt a chill through his heart, the kind of chill of snow in June...

No!!!