Entertainment: Starting With Old Enemies, You Don't Believe In Light?

After reading these messages.

Zhou Mo couldn't answer them all.

I could only send a smile and withdraw from the group letter.

Bang!!

Shiraki, who plays Xincheng, pushes the door and enters.

"Brother Mo, someone is looking for you at the door."

"It seems to be some kind of Jinghua Entertainment."

When Zhou Mo heard this, he was a little surprised in his heart.

"Are you sure it's Jinghua Entertainment."

"Well, I can't have heard this wrong!"

Zhou Mo hadn't spoken yet.

Lin Ruoxi next to him was surprised first.

"Jinghua Entertainment, involving many fields, is an absolute entertainment boss in the country."

"Did they say what they were doing?"

"Oh, they said they wanted to invite Brother Mo to do an exclusive interview."

"About half an hour!"

Lin Ruoxi's face was excited: "Brother Zhou, we must do this interview."

"Okay, Shiraki, you go and bring them in."

"Okay!"

After getting Zhou Mo's consent.

Shiroki led the reporter inside the warehouse.

"Director Zhou, thank you very much for giving us the opportunity to interview this time."

The female reporter wore a classic overalls with a pretty face.

Zhou Mo smiled slightly: "Welcome to Dijia filming crew."

Zhou Mo shook hands with the reporter politely.

Looking at the young man in his twenties at most.

The female reporter was slowly surprised in her heart.

Didn't think of it.

The director who filmed "Diga Ultraman" turned out to be such a young man.

"Let me show you our shooting scene first!"

Saying that, Zhou Mo led the way and walked ahead.

"The outside public is full of curiosity about Diga's shooting base."

"Although there were photos before, they did not satisfy the audience's mind."

"They are all very curious about what kind of group of people shot such an impressive work."

"I guess I was the first reporter to enter the shooting set!"

Following Zhou Mo's steps, the female reporter and cameraman walked through the shooting venue.

Digga's studio is different from other crews and occupies a wide area.

It is only the size of an indoor basketball court.

But this is such a venue.

It is a sparrow, although small, it has all the organs.

As far as the eye can see, the studio has more than just beautifully designed interior and exterior scenes.

You can also see various props, uniforms, and leather cases neatly arranged indoors.

and employees who are playing with each other in the rest area.

The female journalist found.

Along the way, she put a smile on every employee's face.

On their faces, a palpable look of exhaustion could be seen.

But there is an impulse in their eyes that never admits defeat.

It is the expectation and hope for the future.

Even between breaks, they discussed the details of their work to see if they could present the shot more perfectly.

It seems to them!

What they're doing now isn't a job.

To be precise, it should be the belonging of one's own life.

Right here.

There are no such stars as stars.

There is no such thing as intrigue.

There is no such thing as a grand scene.

They are in such a humble scene.

In the hands of such a group of ordinary people.

Created by Digga Ultraman, which has been popular all over the Internet.

It's like a miracle!!

But...... But it seems reasonable.

......

The interview officially begins.

Zhou Mo and the female reporter sat in the rest area, and the cameraman filmed next to him.

Faint sunlight poured through the cracks in the warehouse.

A barrier of light was erected between the female reporter and Zhou Mo.

At the beginning of the interview, Zhou Mo looked squarely at the camera the whole time.

Without the slightest timidity and discomfort.

The female reporter nodded secretly.

This week Mo is really not simple.

The heart is indeed different from ordinary people.

They just sit opposite each other, but in the eyes of female journalists, they are not people from the same world.

Zhou Mo's conversation, temperament.

Not at all like a young man in his twenties.

It's like a young body inhabited by an old soul.

Let the female reporter be in a trance.

Time passes slowly!

The interview is nearing its end.

The female reporter asked the last question.

"Zhou Mo, there were so many media boycotts of Dijia on the Internet before, which had a lot of impact on Dijia, what do you think of them?"

"They will do such things, at the end of the day, they still don't understand what tokusatsu is, they don't understand the light of Diga."

"You ask me what I think about this, I can't comment too much!"

"Everyone is a person, everyone's eyes on things are different, everyone is an independent individual, so a hundred people have a hundred opinions, why evaluate!"

When the female reporter heard Zhou Mo's words, her pupils contracted for a while.

What kind of thinking and mind is this.

That's how you can look at a problem!

"Okay, the interview is over."

"I won't send you guys,"

Zhou Mo said as he left as he spoke.

Right at this moment.

The female reporter asked tactfully: "Director Zhou, can I go to your home to take a look?" "

There are rumors on the Internet that you bought a villa and lived in a mansion after the explosion in Diga, we just wanted to verify whether this matter is true."

Zhou Mo looked stunned!

"Mansion, villa!!"

"Hahahaha!!"

"Well, I'll show you around my "villa mansion" today. "

Half an hour later.

The female reporter and cameraman looked at the slightly dilapidated neighborhood in front of them.

The whole person was a little stunned.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Mo walked in front and led the two reporters.

Three minutes later.

Walked up three flights of stairs.

Looking at the old rental house in front of her, the female reporter was stunned.

"This is the mansion you want to see.

"You are indeed not wrong, it is indeed a mansion, but it is a mansion that belongs to me alone."

Zhou Mo said as he walked.

Basic room.

Specifications of two bedrooms and one living room.

But very clean.

However, what attracted the most attention to reporters was where Zhou Mo worked.

Crunch!!

The study was opened by Zhou Mo.

As far as the reporter could see, only one workbench existed in the room.

Scattered storyboard drawings.

A half-drunk cup of coffee.

A PC that is still in standby.

And half a piece of bread that was not eaten.

Everything that makes up the workbench.

The female reporter stood in the doorway.

Watching Zhou Mo look down at the drawing carefully.

She suddenly felt in a trance.

A scene emerges in front of my eyes.

The young man in front of him.

For countless nights, lying on this table in front of you.

Nibbling bread, drinking coffee, writing Diga's play.

It's hard to imagine.

Such a hot TV series.

The source was born on such an empty, messy table.

Until now.

Female journalists and videographers understood.

Why did Zhou Mo laugh when they talked about the mansion.

It turns out that there was no so-called "mansion" from beginning to end.

Some are just Zhou Mo's eternally hot heart.