You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 334 Storm!

   It rained a little in the evening.

   The office building of "Hong Kong Island Entertainment Weekly" was brightly lit, and the employees who were supposed to get off work were standing at their desks at this moment, cooperating with the inspection of the relevant departments.

   Sun Hui, a reporter who returned from the mainland, was pale.

   She has been working in "Hong Kong Island Entertainment Weekly" for a while, and she has met many big people, but she has never felt such a strange atmosphere in the office.

"work report……"

   "How many reports did you write in April?"

   "Have you ever been in contact with foreigners, have you come into contact with any special phone calls..."

   "How much do you know about the past?"

  “…”

   All the things on her desk have been turned over, and the files in the computer have been checked in detail, not even every URL that she has browsed.

   She was nervous for no reason, her palms were sweating, and her heart was beating wildly.

   The content of the interrogation by the relevant personnel was very careful, as if they were doing a shocking case.

   An hour ago.

   The mainland version of "Hong Kong Island Entertainment Weekly" Weibo has been completely blocked. I heard that many remarks with rhythm and affecting cross-strait relations were found in the previous Weibo.

Sun Hui naturally read those remarks, and those remarks did have this factor in them, but because the mainland is relatively tolerant towards this area, and some of the previous Weibo were also deleted in time, so it did not start a fire. What waves.

   But now, every remark turned into disturbing evidence, and it appeared before her in a grand manner.

   She stammered to answer the question, and when she answered, her palms were all sweaty, and she didn't know what to answer.

   When she finished answering, she suddenly heard a lot of shouting from the editor-in-chief's office.

   Then editor-in-chief Zheng ran out and started pointing at himself in front of everyone.

"I really did my job. She took these photos, you know, we all like to take pictures here and there, it's normal, everyone is doing this... These articles were written by Xiao Liu, and I still have them. I haven't seen it, I've been busy lately..."

  Sun Hui saw the editor-in-chief staring at her, and her words were full of warnings.

Before he came to Hong Kong Island, he hinted to himself that he should be smarter. After the matter was over, he would give himself an extra generous reward, and he kept instilling ideas in him, talking about gossip and writing. It's nothing but a big deal, there will never be a sentence...

   even transferred 30,000 yuan to himself in advance as a reward.

   "He asked me to shoot!"

"I do not have!"

  Sun Hui shook her head suddenly and tried her best to deny it.

   If it was the past, she definitely admitted it.

   But now, she was very nervous, and subconsciously told her that she could not admit it, let alone be used as a scapegoat.

   In fact, after she was inexplicably robbed of the camera when she was in the mainland, she knew that the background of the woman she photographed was definitely not simple.

   Zheng Dayong's eyes widened.

   He looked at Sun Hui's reaction in disbelief, and suddenly started cursing a little jumpy, his voice extremely resentful.

   She has never seen such a frenzied expression as editor-in-chief Zheng, who has always been kind...

   This made her realize that Editor-in-Chief Zheng seemed to have offended someone who should not have offended.

   "I want to contact Mr. Tang!"

   "I don't recognize anything, I don't recognize these things, you give the number to Mr. Tang! You can call Mr. Tang!"

   Zheng Dayong suddenly shouted.

   "The whole thing is live, you'd better not harm others now..." Only a cold voice responded to him.

   When Zheng Dayong heard the cold voice, he suddenly became a little stunned, and then he lowered his head.

   "Who called you from outside the country? I suspect that you have connections with the reactionary forces outside the country... You better tell the truth!"

   Zheng Dayong was a little lost.

   These people are too meticulous.

   He didn't understand.

   He really couldn't understand why this happened.

   He simply exposes something and writes a little article and that's it.

but why……

   Just when he lost his mind, he heard another police officer bring an old man.

  The old man burst into tears.

   Another police officer also came over and picked up a photo.

   "Is the death of Reporter Qian related to you? We dug up a body at the foot of Jiulong Mountain and confirmed that it was Reporter Qian..."

   "No no no, I don't know, I don't know anything."

   Zheng Dayong denied.

   desperately denied.

But……

   When he saw the pictures, he became extremely frightened.

   Those are some old events of the chaotic era, and inevitably, he did participate in them.

   Originally thought that all this would disappear with the wind and sand, and no one knew anything.

but……

  Why is this happening!

This!

   His brain shook, and then something came to his mind.

  Is the person behind Zhou Yang really as rumored...

  ……………………

The uproar caused by    "Hong Kong Island Entertainment Weekly" came quickly and ended quickly.

   After some things from the chaotic era are picked up, it is destined to form a series of sensations.

   After watching it, Django felt cold all over.

   He had thought this would end in another ending.

   No matter how bad it is, it is still a "temporary worker" who takes the blame.

But……

  No one knows that when a cold knife is unsheathed, everything is torn to shreds in an instant, leaving a stump of broken limbs all over the place.

   He started to get a little nervous.

   The ringing phone made him tremble instantly.

   Then, Cao Bangguo called.

   "This matter has nothing to do with you?"

   "No, it's okay...it's okay! I support Zhou Yang on Weibo!" His face paled, but he remained calm.

   "Oh, no matter what, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

"I know!"

   "Don't contact some people abroad, it's not good for you!"

   "How do you know..." Django was taken aback.

   "I watched you grow up, what can I not know?"

   "Uncle Cao, how's the investigation over there? Could it be..."

   "For things that have nothing to do with you, no matter how well they investigate, you have to make a good movie. Now that Zhou Yang has no support, he is upright, and we will do our best to help you win Zhou Yang upright..."

"I see."

   Django gritted his teeth after answering the phone, but then nodded.

  …………………………

  Yanjing also rained.

   goes down a lot.

   Under the night, the distance is hazy, and it is difficult to see the road ahead.

   Zhou Yang sat by the window, listening to the pattering rain, looking at the sky in the distance and fell into deep thought.

   I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been in touch with literary and artistic things for a long time or I’m no longer the same as before, running around for three meals and struggling in the dark...

   Zhou Yang began to become a little hypocritical.

   Of course, there is a trace of unease deep inside.

   The sheet music of "Proud Boy" and "Chasing Dreams and Pure Heart" are placed on the table. The overall handwriting is neat and clear.

   But Zhou Yang didn't feel happy, instead he was very calm, as if he was doing something trivial.

  Some of the comments on the Internet were still echoing in his mind, and over and over again.

   He naturally knows that some of the comments are unreasonable, they seem to be nonsense, and they are slander at all.

  However, it allowed him to gradually recognize himself.

  The entertainment industry is a place of vanity, utilitarianism and glitz.

  Many people long to be recognized in their hearts, especially standing under the bright spotlight, attracting attention.

   Zhou Yang is indeed immersed in it. Although he does not lose himself, he also enjoys the convenience and gifts that these things bring to him.

but……

   His success is really not worth scrutinizing.

   The so-called success so far is just the blessing of God that he has some memories, and he is lucky enough to be able to move these things to the screen and be widely recognized thanks to the similarity and commonality of the two worlds.

   Thinking about it carefully, if it wasn't for these things, I would be a mediocre and mediocre person.

so……

  Some of what netizens said is actually not wrong.

Of course, he is not the kind of person who is both a watch and an archway. He will naturally continue to use the gifts of the original world, but he will not be complacent, thinking that everything can be rest assured, and he will not hypnotize himself. These are all own original.

  【If one day, I lose all memory, there is nothing to copy and learn from, then what will I do? 】

  In the sound of rain, such a voice appeared in his mind.

   Then there were only questions in his mind, no answers.

   He began to review the ups and downs that he had come through along the way. When he finished reviewing, he found that the anxiety in his heart was much less.

   He started to feel confident again.

   In the past two years, he has learned to sing, compose music, and musical instruments...

   At the same time, he also learned everything in the crew. Although there is still a long, long distance from mastery, at least it will not be too bad.

   These are enough.

   "In "Infernal Affairs", I just need to learn the camera language well, and then learn the field control ability well!"

   "It's a challenge, but also an improvement."

   He started to smile.

   Just when he returned to his position, he heard the sound of the phone.

   "Director Zhou, I heard that you gave up support? Young people should not be self-willed, there is no need for this, you don't care about the opinions on the Internet, we have always stood by you and supported you!"

   "Those **** are just nonsense. In fact, you don't need to prove anything. No one can get along with money, right?"

  The call was from Cao Bangguo.

   Cao Bangguo first comforted Zhou Yang, and then scolded the trolls on the Internet, as if he was fighting for Zhou Yang.

   Zhou Yang felt very surprised, but he didn't know what was going on. Although Cao Bangguo comforted Zhou Yang and encouraged him between the lines, and his voice was like a spring breeze, it seemed very pleasant, but Zhou Yang always felt that there was a hint of other flavors.

   After answering the phone, Zhou Yang looked at the raindrops that had stopped outside the window and narrowed his eyes.

   I don't know if it's because of not dealing with him before, or because he heard Django slander his relationship in the bathroom last time, Zhou Yang is always wary of these people who suddenly show affection to him.

  Cao Bangguo seems to have intentionally aroused his self-esteem in the depths of his heart, and subtly aroused the emotion that he wanted to prove himself.

   There is even a little bit of provoking the relationship between himself and An Xiao...

   "I hope it's an illusion!"

   "He shouldn't be that bad."

   In the sound of the rain, Zhou Yang looked at the cloudy sky and muttered to himself.

   He used to be a simple man.

   But now, it seems to have become less simple, and even more suspicious.

   (end of this chapter)