You Made Me a Superstar

Chapter 314: Before the storm comes!

Chapter 314 Before the storm comes!

Silence.

As if the whole world became silent.

OM~

Immediately afterwards, Django felt an oscillating sound in his head.

At that moment, I felt guilty, embarrassed, unbelievable...

Countless complex emotions converged in his heart.

He heard!

He heard it all!

He mocked his words, at such a close distance, it was impossible for him not to hear.

The moment he saw Zhou Yang approaching, he took a step back uncontrollably.

Uncontrollable images of Zhou Yang beating Xu Xiaoming in the recording studio and Donnie Yen and Huo Yuanjie in the Yanjing International Hotel appeared uncontrollably in his mind.

Every punch hits the flesh.

His face turned pale instantly, and the buzzing in his mind grew louder.

That is an instinctive sense of fear.

This guy is a monster that can hit 48 kilograms with one punch.

If he gets violent, then himself...

When thinking of a consequence, Django's wine woke up instantly.

"Director Jiang."

"Zhou, President Zhou..." Django felt his heart tremble, and he stuttered a little when he spoke.

"I haven't left yet." Jiang Ge saw Zhou Yang showing a naive smile: "Director Jiang, your tie is crooked, I'll help you sort it out."

"No, no."

"fine."

“…”

Django saw that Zhou Yang's smile was very bright, and then came over and helped Django tie his tie very kindly. At that moment, Django's back felt cold, and his heart almost jumped to his throat. , Jiang Ge saw Zhou Yang looking at him with a smile: "Director Jiang, I will learn more from you in the future."

Zhou Yang's smile is like a spring breeze.

On the other hand, Django felt cold, and at the same time concealed a sense of chill.

He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Zhou Yang didn't suddenly beat him or scold him, as if he didn't hear what he just said, he nodded to Secretary Chen and left the bathroom.

Django watched Zhou Yang leave, his mind went blank.

After a long time away, Django's heart sighed with a long sigh of relief.

Then, he found his back wet.

"Please keep your voice down, the master has heard it now..." Secretary Chen looked at Django's dull eyes and asked subconsciously, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm fine..."

…………………………

Yanjing City was dimly lit in the early morning.

The bar in the distance was still noisy, and several vomiting women walked out.

Under the street light, Zhou Yang looked at everything around him, with an indescribable sense of unreality.

Django's words, Zhou Yang naturally listened to his ears, and it was exceptionally clear.

It doesn't matter if you are angry or not, but suddenly you feel that everyone is wearing a smiling face mask and greets you with a smiling face in public. You can't find any faults, but who is under the mask or a ghost, no one knows.

From "Mine Bottom" to "Grandmaster"...

He has been learning the advantages and strengths of each director as much as possible, and constantly imagined how he should deal with this situation, how to face it, and whether there will be a better way.

But think about it, he really didn't directly direct a movie by himself?

I was reincarnated well, I was lucky...

Under the street light, Zhou Yang, who was walking home, suddenly laughed, with a bit of mockery in his smile.

It is estimated that among the transmigrators, few are worse than themselves, right?

After returning home and taking a bath, Zhou Yang couldn't sleep, so he simply stood up, sat on the table according to the thoughts in his mind, and wrote the main line of "Infernal Affairs" according to his original memory.

After finished writing, looking at the outline of about 500 words, Zhou Yang fell into deep thought.

His memory is not very clear, except for some classic lines and general plot direction, Zhou Yang found that he had almost forgotten many details.

This is a movie with a clear context, but the language of the lens is extremely complicated. When Zhou Yang first saw "Infernal Affairs", he couldn't even figure out what the relationship between the characters was.

However, fortunately, Zhou Yang can completely recall several classic famous scenes.

A few hours passed in a hurry, Zhou Yang wrote the lines and camera language of "Infernal Affairs" in his mind as densely as possible on the script.

After finished writing, he breathed a sigh of relief, and only put down the script after confirming that he could no longer think of anything else.

The next step is to slowly fill in the details in your own way.

He stretched, then glanced at the morning glow outside the window, a bit of a trance on his face.

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

Then read the script again.

When he thought of Django's "Nightwalker" and what Django said in the toilet, the corner of his mouth rose slightly and suddenly thought of the names of several other remakes of "Infernal Affairs".

then changed the name of "Infernal Affairs" to "Infernal Affairs".

Just after Zhou Yang finished making changes, Zhou Yang looked up at the calendar.

Discovered that today is April 15th.

It seems that tomorrow is the official release date of Victoria Song's new album "Sunshine".

At this moment, Zhou Yang's cell phone rang, and it was Song Qianqian who called.

All right.

The cottage phone with the electric board turned on automatically.

…………………………

The plane flies over the clouds.

It is about half an hour from Huaxia.

Lu Zitao was very excited when he saw the white clouds floating in the mountains below.

In half an hour, he will meet his lovely fans in Huaxia.

"We're about to make history!" He heard Jin Zaiming, the agent behind him, say this sentence in cheery Korean.

When Lu Zitao heard this sentence, he became excited for no reason.

three years ago!

He left China and went to South Korea to learn singing, dancing and RAP.

He endured a lot of hardships, and even his hands became numb when he practiced the piano, his throat became hoarse when he sang, and he even danced profusely several times.

In the end, his hard work paid off. He finally stood out from more than 1,000 trainees and signed the first day group EXC in Korea, becoming the youngest member of the group.

The moment he was selected, he felt like a lucky one who was favored by God, and he was so excited that he could not sleep at night.

Everyone hopes that they can stand under the beautiful light in the eyes of all eyes, surrounded by endless cheers and applause...

"Zitao, you are the youngest in the team. You must study hard with the seniors later, and let the seniors go first, especially senior Li Zhongji..."

"Of course, we'll give you a suitable position..."

"I have made appointments with all major media in China. The new album "Hua Huo" will be sold simultaneously tomorrow. I have specially put your Chinese song "Chicken Bird" in the main position, and I will give you a chance to show it. …”

"However, when interviewing with the team, you must not steal the limelight of the seniors. Remember, you are a newcomer..."

“…”

The agent came to Lu Zitao and repeatedly told Lu Zitao a few words.

Lu Zitao nodded.

Looking at the seniors who were laughing in front of him, his eyes flashed with a bit of instinctual awe.

In the Korean circle, seniority is very strict. When he first joined EXC, he basically failed to get his turn for many interviews, and he never even appeared with the seniors. Often after the performance, the clothes of the seniors were different. He helped carry the luggage, like an assistant. Of course, he didn't feel uncomfortable because of these, but took it for granted, and even felt honored to be closer to his senior from time to time.

Before he joined EXC, EXC was already the first day group in Asia. Not only did it have countless fans in South Korea, but it almost exploded in China.

And he, now joined this celestial group, and became a part of this celestial group, can he not be honored?

"Good job!"

"clear!"

The plane landed at Yanjing Airport, and the door slowly opened.

The seniors started to organize their clothes, showed their most handsome smiles, and went to greet the lovely Huaxia fans.

"Hey, I'm so troubled, what should I do if my signature is sour?"

"Get up, Wei Dazhong, there is a tough battle to fight today!"

"Yes, I understand, Senior Li Zhongji, in fact, I am not interested in this trip to China at all. My impression of this country is not very good. The quality of these people is generally very low..."

"Don't think so, at least this market is the largest in Asia!"

"Succumb to the market, hey... Lu Zitao, help me carry my bag. If there are too many fans later, please help me..."

"Good senior."

Lu Zitao stood up subconsciously, showing a pleasing smile, then helped with the luggage, and walked out of the cabin door with him.

EXC's manager, Jin Zaiming, took out the cell phone that restored the signal when everyone walked out of the cabin door, and called the president of the Huaxia Support Association.

He asked the president of the support club to prepare, and try not to affect the traffic in Yanjing. He could arrange a few meetings for fans of the support club, but the time could not be too long, because everyone was tired...

I used to get very excited when I received a call from myself, and even the president of the support club who was incoherent suddenly hesitated on the phone.

"Are there too many fans?"

Kim Zaiming asked subconsciously after hearing the noise around the president of the support club.

"Well, Mr. Jin Zaiming, I'm no longer the president of the EXC fan club, I'm a fan member of the Zhou Shuaishuai fan club..."

"what?"

Jin Zaiming was stunned when he heard this voice.

Three hours ago.

When he got on the plane, he had already confirmed with the president.

Why did this president suddenly defect three hours later?

Who is Zhou Shuaishuai!

Who can tell me who he is?

Jin was stunned again.

He followed the team members out of the airport, and dozens of security guards had already arranged to surround everyone in the team for the first time.

but……

The bustling airport in the past is exceptionally quiet at this moment.

When they walked out of the airport, the fans came screaming and surging, it looked lively, but Jin Zaiming had an indescribable sense of difference.

No traffic jams…

The media who had made an appointment to interview in advance came, but not all of them came, and all the most important media did not come...

did not cause a so-called sensation!

What exactly is going on?

"Mr. Jin Zaiming, what about our Weibo headlines?"

"Why can't you see it?"

"Wait, what's wrong with Weibo, it's all about Zhou Yang?"

"God, only two of the top ten headlines are not from Zhou Yang..."

"This……"