Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 473 Picking a Director on CCTV
The crowd nodded.

Lin Qingfeng recalled that when this was filmed, it was in the small theater before, and now he can clearly see the background wall behind.

After the directors finished watching, they began to look at each other in blank dismay. They thought it was all a lie, but when faced with these evidences, they were speechless.

"Then can you tell me more about it?" Director Qin asked.

Lin Qingfeng shook his head, saying forget it, this time he came here mainly to take photos of traditional art, so he won't tell them about his past.

"Forget it this time. I will tell you slowly when I have a chance to tell you later."

Fan Sheng was a little unhappy, how could he sleep at night if he didn't finish listening to such a wonderful story.

"Tell me." Fan Sheng continued.

Seeing so many people wanting to listen, Lin Qingfeng began to tell them about the situation at that time.

"It's such a situation. At that time, I knew that there was a bone flute in that museum, so I wanted to see it..."

After the whole scene, Lin Qingfeng spoke with great interest, and the listeners were also very serious.

The audience saw that no one was paying attention to them, and they stopped posting barrage, but listened to her speech seriously.

When it came to the exciting part, Lin Qingfeng raised his voice slightly.

"At that time, some people stopped us, saying that cranes are now protected animals. You can't do this. Now that the technology is so advanced, why don't you make a simulation one? There are always such voices."

When the directors heard this, they began to wonder, so how did they get it in the end?

After Lin Qingfeng talked for so long, he felt a little thirsty and took a sip of water.

"Keep talking." Director Weng urged.

"That's right, I'm dying of anxiety, how did I get it in the end." Director Wang continued.

Lin Qingfeng looked at them, and continued: "After about a few months, the curator told me that it was done. It is said that the curator searched a lot of information in order to reproduce it..."

After Lin Qingfeng finished speaking, they felt that they had gained a lot of knowledge.

Many directors offered olive branches one after another, saying, "If you can trust me, then I promise to make a good film for you."

"If you choose me, I have the experience of shooting this now."

"I think we are like-minded, we are all young people, and it must be more in line with your appetite."

……

These directors are all in the field of filming and have won many awards. The audience finds it a little incredible.

'Does this mean that Dalin is liked by these directors? '

'Dalin, you are the best person I have ever met, I really love you to death. '

' Am I the only one who thinks they don't know what they're talking about? '

'Say this sentence, is it to highlight your wit? '

……

Lin Qingfeng looked at some of the many directors here, and thought for a while. In fact, these are the ones he wants to cooperate with.

But a human being must not be so eccentric. If you choose all of them, it may be easy to fight.

Watching them weigh for a while, and finally chose Director Weng, he could clearly feel that they would definitely develop a different spark.

"Thank you, thank you for choosing me this time." Director Weng said with a smile.

Up to now, Lin Qingfeng may be the only person who can be on their side and choose a director in this way.

In the past, their directors chose works and actors, but Lin Qingfeng was different.

The audience posted the scene just now on the Internet.

'This should be Lin Qingfeng's highlight moment. '

After a while, it spread all over the Internet and became a hot search again.

'No, when did it happen? '

'Why does it feel a little unreal? '

'Why do I think it's fake now? '

'I have to say, this kid does have some skills, and it's really easy for Director Weng to favor him. '

……

in the studio.

Lin Qingfeng had a brief exchange first, and when it came to the important content,
Weng Dao and Lin Qingfeng stopped.

"Dalin, let's go to the conference room to discuss the next thing." Director Weng looked at Lin Qingfeng and said.

Lin Qingfeng nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and followed.

The audience who were watching the live broadcast began to watch eagerly.

'Is there anything we can't hear? '

'If it doesn't work, how about we give money? '

'Dalin, look at me. '

'Director Weng, it's okay, don't treat us like outsiders. '

'We won't reveal it. '

……

But no one saw the barrage, and left without looking back.

Lin Qingfeng talked with Director Weng for about half an hour.

When he came out, his expression was a little dignified.

After all, there are too many things to do this time.

The reporter who had been squatting outside saw Lin Qingfeng coming out, and immediately walked out. Regardless of his current state, he handed over the microphone without saying a word.

"Dalin, can you tell us what you said to Director Weng just now?"

"Dalin, looking at your face, you seem to be a bit unhappy. Has this matter collapsed?"

"Dalin, do you mean that you and Director Weng are going against each other, and the two broke up unhappy."

……

No, can't you hope for something good?
"Aren't you reporters all wishing us bad?" Lin Qingfeng asked.

The reporter was speechless, so it's settled?
Then it would be great, and then they will have entertainment news again.

"So when will the filming start now?"

Lin Qingfeng couldn't help frowning, and said lightly: "Didn't you all know when the official announcement was made?"

This time, it's not that he doesn't want to tell the reporters, if he does, it's that it's not the time yet, and he has his own opinions now.

"So long? So does it prove that you and Director Weng didn't reach a deal." One of the reporters asked.

Lin Qingfeng showed a mysterious smile, and said lightly: "Isn't it, then you will know when the time comes."

Now leave them with a suspense.

"If you answer this way, can you prove that this is the case?" The reporter continued to ask.

"Guess for yourself."

"We don't want to." The reporters collectively said.

Lin Qingfeng didn't continue to talk to them, just walked straight ahead.

Lin Qingfeng came to Huguang Small Theater, called all the actors over, and discussed for a while.

"Master, how long will the door be closed?" Luan Yunping asked.

"It should be about a month."

Meng Hui's eyes widened when he heard this sentence. After a month, wouldn't the loss be a bit heavy?

"At that time, you will go to another small theater." Lin Qingfeng looked at them and said.

They nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Wait until after the last show in the evening.

Lin Qingfeng walked onto the stage from the waiting door.

The audience, who hadn't seen Lin Qingfeng for a long time, felt a little excited at this moment.

"Dalin."

"Look at mom."

"Dalin, mom loves you."

(End of this chapter)