You made me a superstar

Chapter 279 The premiere is over

Django is sipping coffee in the VIP room at the Wanda Screening, occasionally looking down the aisle.

The aisles are noisy, very boisterous.

He frowned.

Contrary to imagination, the movie has been playing for nearly an hour, but Jiang Ge did not see the audience in the "Struggle" screening hall leaving cursing and leaving, let alone causing much commotion.

A feeling of bewilderment arose in his heart.

He turns on the computer...

There are already many people who are criticizing "Struggle", but these ordinary sailors scolding "Struggle" has no effect at all, and cannot expand the scope.

He clicked on the avatars of several well-known film critics on Weibo.

It is a pity that those few well-known film critics did not post the articles they had written as agreed. Not only did they not post them, even those "insiders" who first walked out did not come out again after entering the screening hall.

What happened to them?
He made a call, but strangely, no one answered the phone. When he called again for the second time, the phone had been turned off.

"what happened?"

He was vaguely uneasy.

As time passed little by little, that restless emotion began to turn into anxiety, and he found that more and more things were out of his control...

The door of the VIP room opened, and Cao Bangguo walked in from the outside.

"Uncle Cao..."

"Zhou Yilin didn't follow the script you said, did he?" Cao Bangguo sat next to Jiang Ge, looking at the fans coming and going below, and said with emotion: "Zhou Yilin is an old fox who has both ways, and he is a fool. Either way, since he was young, he has always adhered to the principle of not offending both sides... When Zhou Yang won the Oscar, he took the application form for the vice president more actively than anyone else, and even went to pick up the plane himself, for fear of If you're too late, you'll lose your love for incense... This little trick..."

"Uncle Cao, since you know this, why do you still help me with this play? You even did everything according to my instructions, without any intention to remind me?" Jiang Ge was a little frustrated, but his eyes still showed puzzlement and confused.

"An immature strategy can only be matured through practice, and the impression of failure will be deep. Now that you think about it, do you know what you didn't do well?"

"I was too eager to add fuel to the flames..." Django lowered his head, gloomy eyes flashed across his eyes.

"Yes! At the same time, you still underestimate Zhou Yilin, an old fox, but don't worry, he doesn't know who is behind the scenes. He only knows that many people in the association are already dissatisfied with his behavior..."

"Ah."

The two chatted, and after chatting for a while, the two continued to look at the corridor downstairs.

"Uncle Cao, what happened in the screening room of "Struggle"? It took him such a short time to shoot the documentary. I heard it was shoddy, but why..."

"Zhou Yang is a very talented person, unfortunately..." Cao Bangguo did not answer Jiang Ge's doubts, but sighed quietly, with a bit of regret in his heart.

Django knew that look all too well.

It was a pity that he didn't pull Zhou Yang into his camp.

Suddenly a strong unwillingness flashed in his heart, and a feeling called jealousy surged in his heart. He asked himself that he was much better than Zhou Yang. Such a gimmick and abusive director...

No, you can't be called a director at all!
"What the hell did he shoot?"

"I don't know, are you going to see it?"

"I..." Jiang Ge met Cao Bangguo's eyes, but he finally shook his head, maintaining his stubbornness: "No!"

Cao Bangguo didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Ge.

I don't know why, but the eyes are no longer as appreciative as before.

The investment in "Mechanic Man" is huge. Judging from the current trend, it is estimated that it will not reach the hit.

"Someone came out, huh? Why did you come out crying?"

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in the theater.

Zhou Yang's female fans shed tears.

Because only the camera position was set up, and only the mobile phone was used for temporary recording, the screen was a little blurry.

Vaguely, they could see Zhou Yang trembling and paralyzed on the side of the coffin, but Zhou Yang's other hand kept hitting the injured place, and blood seeped out from between the makeshift clothes.

"He's using pain!"

"He is using the pain to keep himself from passing out..."

"Woooooo!"

Pain naturally works!
They saw that Zhou Yang's body trembled, and finally stretched out his hand to the other side.

He is connecting the circuit.

The panting sound was unprecedentedly heavy, and every breath touched everyone's heart.

Under the shadow, his body was shaking irregularly.

The strong desire to survive can be felt across the screen.

Baliming was shocked in his heart.

He suddenly realized that all movies are in the service of realism.

Only with a sense of reality can you have a sense of substitution, and with a sense of substitution, you can truly experience the content in the movie.

No tricks, no exaggerated shots, just like a child who just learned how to shoot video.

But because of this, this "Struggle" is more impactful.

One or two female fans couldn't bear the feeling of oppression, and left the screening hall covering their mouths, but they came back after not leaving for a long time.

They were followed by a few people who sneaked in. They had watched half of the other movies. They saw the girls in the screening room of "Struggle" crying and saying that they felt sorry for their brother, and then walked in out of curiosity...

The staff didn't care about them, but continued to stare at the screen, not wanting to miss any detail.

Not long after they walked in, they instantly heard cheers from the entire screening hall. Several fans even stood up and applauded Zhou Yang on the screen. Two female fans embraced excitedly... …

The viewers who just walked in were a little confused, especially after seeing the AV-quality screen in an island country, they felt that it was really shoddy.

But they still chose to watch it.

It was so blurry, it seemed that the picture quality taken by the mobile phone began to gradually become clear after the entire coffin was powered on.

on screen.

Due to blood loss, Zhou Yang's face was very pale, but after breathing fresh air, Will Smith was also rescued by Zhou Yang. The two survivors were chatting about how to escape next, and everything seemed to be heading towards Good place to go.

But despair is often hidden in hope...

"boom!"

There was another huge explosion from above.

The whole big screen shook again, and the light that finally lit up went out again...

There was a scream in the auditorium!
Many people covered their mouths.

Despair, hope, despair again...

........................

An Xiao was trembling.

One of her hearts was suspended.

The picture on the screen began to become a little blurry.

The yellow sand crazily invaded the coffin, and in the oppressive and claustrophobic space, the remaining oxygen became less and less and thinner.

She saw Zhou Yang took out his mobile phone and was struggling to send text messages.

An Xiao thought of the text message she suddenly received.

Zhou Yang, in such a desperate environment, sent me a text message.

She covered her mouth, unable to wipe away her tears.

She saw the coffin shook again, and the mobile phone she gave to Zhou Yang was smashed to pieces.

It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't reply...

But I can't go back!

There were bursts of weeping in the auditorium, and several girls left the auditorium again. They felt that staying here was too depressing, and they couldn't breathe at all.

"There is a signal, there is a signal! Haha, we have a signal!"

The dramatic scene rang out again along with Will Smith's excited and excited emotions.

The phone has signal!

Will Smith called the police. However, the content of the call was extremely disgusting, especially the arrogant and indifferent questioning attitude of the operator, which made the audience feel sick.

They suddenly realized that Laomei's operator turned out to be of this quality.

The yellow sand infiltrated more and more, covering half of Will Smith's body, and the air became thinner and thinner. Will Smith held his throat, trying to let himself inhale more air, but the constant coughing and suffocation made him feel uncomfortable. I can't even suck it!

He started to have a complete breakdown.

He completely lost his mind, roaring like a crazy beast, beating the coffin frantically, hitting it with his head, digging with his nails, and on the top of the coffin, shocking blood was suddenly dug out.

"Crack!"

The light of the lens flickers on and off...

Accompanied by a sound of "cracking", the turbulent yellow sand seeped in like a tide, buried his body, he struggled to crawl out, but was immediately drenched in yellow sand again.

"Woooooo."

His bestial growls eventually turned into whimpers.

The emotions of the audience were frantically lifted by the camera, and their hearts trembled...

"laugh!"

They saw that Zhou Yang tore up his clothes, and suddenly covered Will Smith's head with the clothes, and at the same time wrapped his own head with the clothes, and then grabbed Will Smith's hand with one hand.

The yellow sand was stained red with blood.

In the hazy yellow sand, they saw Zhou Yang frantically smashing the coffin lid...

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The rhythmic sound hit everyone's heart over and over again.

The yellow sand buried them, but the rhythm of beating the coffin did not stop. Instead, accompanied by the sound of panting, it began to become more and more forceful.

Some fans stood up uncontrollably.

"Crack!"

They saw that the wall of the coffin was finally smashed open, and the stones that had been in the way were smashed to pieces.

In the blurry footage, they saw Zhou Yang's figure desperately grabbing the yellow sand and clods, desperately grabbing upwards...

Wheezing, crazy wheezing, as if the lungs were about to explode.

struggle!

Zhou Yang seemed to have lost consciousness and struggled instinctively. His arm seemed to be dripping with blood, and almost no piece of flesh was intact.

but……

Inch after inch, he finally pulled Will Smith and struggled out of the narrow coffin.

Darkness flooded the entire screen.

There was no light on the entire screen, only sound, only the sound of Zhou Yang struggling upward, and the sound of Huangsha being pushed away.

However, the voice is getting softer and softer...

this moment!
Baliming's heart was tangled together, almost suffocating.

The camera switched again, and switched to a group of rescue teams desperately picking up the sand.

In the lens, a pool of blood seeped out.

They saw a pair of hands pushing away the sand and climbing up desperately, as if they wanted to grab everything they could.

They saw a bloody figure, that figure lost consciousness, almost driven by instinct to act.

When Baliming saw the clothes on Zhou Yang's head were pulled away, revealing his panting face with no facial features, he got goosebumps all over his body.

then……

He stood up unconsciously.

The applause was accompanied by a burst of sobbing.

That is the awe of life!

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VIP room.

Django saw many people coming out one after another.

Almost all of the audience had a look of despair on their faces.

Several girls squatted on the ground, weeping uncontrollably, as if unable to release from that emotion.

Django saw "one of us" come out from inside, and took out his mobile phone.

Then...

Django's phone rang.

He answered the phone.

"I'm sorry, I can't go against my conscience..."

"This is the only movie that shocked me deep in my heart..."

"Life can be so tenacious..."

He hears a sound of apology, and then Django sees his "own" hang up.

When he saw the aisle again, he saw the audience walking out of the screening hall talking over and over again about the touch and emotional trembling that "Struggle" brought to them.

Immediately afterwards, countless fans flocked around the ticket window...

They look very excited...

It's crazy.

　Two more updates today, sorry for the lateness

　　
　
(End of this chapter)