villain king

Chapter 464 Press Conference

Ji Yun is 1.8 meters tall. Of course, it is normal for him to be rounded off in height, not to mention that he only entered 0.2 cm.

But on the encyclopedia, his information is marked as 1.8 meters two.

I understand everything, after all, they all look similar.

And the Huangdaan Encyclopedia standing beside him says 1.7 meters nine.

So an embarrassing thing happened, Ji Yun seemed to be half a head taller than him.

This was in contrast to the opponent's explosive hairstyle.

Silently lowered his head and glanced at his shoes, there seemed to be many mysteries.

Tsk tsk tsk, my height fills the water, but his height fills the ocean.

However, it seems that he has a lot of experience, he didn't hold his chest up and head up to try to make his figure taller by a few centimeters, but bent his legs slightly, raised his head and hunched his back slightly, as if he didn't perform well.

Ji Yun couldn't help but sigh, this can be regarded as a kind of long-term illness becoming a good doctor.

The opening ceremony of Damodu and Wushuang is in full swing.

One is produced by Bona, and the other is under the lead of Flying Cloud. One alone is already a big production. Adding the two together will naturally double the ostentation.

Ji Yun doesn't really like these empty-headed things. This kind of press conference is mainly to send a message to the audience. After all, not many people will pay attention to this kind of press conference.

But Wen Dong didn't want to lose the opportunity to compete.

Yuan Quan and Xia Yu were invited on the opposite side, Huang Bo and Ning Hao were brought here, and Zhang Ziyi was brought here, and Jiang Wen was brought here.
A press conference is as star-studded as a fight, but it is like an offline gathering of stars.

Walking through the photo zone, Ji Yun led Boss Wan into the backstage.

"Your skirt is too bright, it dazzles my eyes."

"This is the card of the heroine. You can see that Yuan Quan's clothes look pretty good."

"She's much simpler than you."

"So the style is different."

Ji Yun still doesn't understand women's pursuit of beauty in appearance, even if they have no enmity, they don't want to be disadvantaged.

"Mr. Ji, it's even better if you haven't seen your style in a few years."

The figure of a middle-aged man came out, dressed in a decent suit, with three points of dignity, and beside him was a gorgeous beauty.

It was Bona CEO Yu Dong and his wife Jin Qiaoqiao.

"Mr. Yu, please stay safe."

They met before, but it was a long time ago, and they couldn't find it in Ji Yun's goldfish-like memory.

It can only be distinguished by Jin Qiaoqiao who played the role of the Peacock Princess in the sequel of Journey to the West beside him.

With a smile on Yu Dong's face, "The last time we met was when your piano was a great success."

Ji Yun finally remembered, and quickly put on a nostalgic look, "I haven't seen you for so many years, Mr. Yu's complexion is much better."

"Without you, I am proud of my horseshoe disease, and my career has been booming in recent years."

Ji Yun probably doesn't like these potbellied superiors, and their tone and demeanor can't hide their sense of pride and superiority.

Standing in front of you, all the praises seem to lament your heroic youth and your lack of achievements.

Rao Ji Yun has broken domestic box office records several times, and in his eyes, he is just a low-end actor in the entertainment industry.

Just like the current sentence, although he is celebrating, the hidden meaning can be understood as: It’s really good, I have achieved some results in the past two years, and I can fall into my eyes. Let's talk about cooperation.

"This is equivalent to climbing a high branch."

"Hahaha, let's join forces and work together."

Ji Yun really didn't have the heart to play Tai Chi with the other party, so he took Wan Qian's hand and said, "We are about to go on stage, please excuse me first."

"it is good."

Walking around the corner and seeing the couple disappearing from sight, Wan Qian was the first to reveal her displeasure, "I don't think that grandson is a good person."

"Don't speak ill of one person behind their backs, neither of them is a good thing."

"You don't let me say bad things, so you'll lose your happiness." Wan Qian rolled her eyes.

"I'm talking about two people, not one person."

After finding a few friends to kill time, the topic finally started.

A group of main creators walked on the stage, but the organizer didn't know if it was for the sake of topicality, but also deliberately arranged Huang Dayan and Ji Yun together.

The sound of the shutter under the stage is like a flame burning on firewood, crackling from time to time.

Not being able to close his eyes made Ji Yun extremely uncomfortable.

They were quite humane, probably considering Hong Jinbao's size, and arranged a few wooden chairs on the scene.

Ji Yun sat comfortably, but Huang Daan beside him was very reserved.

Sitting sideways on the edge of the chair, the center of gravity of the body is supported on the legs, as if to stand up at any time.

Tsk tsk tsk, Ji Yun sighed, although Huang Dayan's professional level is not very high, but his worldly sophistication is really far beyond his reach, just based on these details, even those who are not in the entertainment industry are not worthy of him study.

So Ji Yun sighed and changed into a more comfortable posture.

Hong Jinbao next to him looked at his posture and couldn't help laughing, imitating his posture as if playing a trick.

"Little boy, do you really enjoy yourself?"

Ji Yun responded with a smile.

"Have you practiced in the past two years?"

"It fell a little bit, but I can still pick it up when I'm shooting martial arts."

"It takes a long time to practice. Although there is no actual combat use, it is still good to keep fit. Look at me, I am still very strong at this age."

Ji Yun looked at the white hair on the other side's temples, sighed secretly that the other side was hiding something, and nodded in agreement.

When Hong Jinbao was young, his face was indeed a bit fierce. When he was filming Kung Fu, his aura could shake Ji Yun three meters away.

But as he got older, his face became kind, and he looked quite friendly.

The host spoke fluent Cantonese, which made Ji Yun sound like he was reciting scriptures, but he could guess very well.

Ji Yun focused on two things, while listening to the host's words and waiting to answer, while listening to Hong Jinbao's whisper beside him.

"I would like to ask Huang Dayan, if you want to cooperate with Ji Yun this time, will you feel any pressure, or will you be afraid that the audience will compare the two of you?"

As expected of a Hong Kong media reporter, the first question was so explosive.

Ji Yun sat up straight, but Huang Daan raised the microphone first.

"There is definitely pressure. After all, we are two actors who became famous at the same time. He has been seeking a breakthrough and won the best actor early, while I am still standing still. I am relatively indifferent to comparisons. If the movie is good If not, then it would be a pity to be discussed and compared."

To the outside world, Huang Dayan showed his superb EQ, and what he said was impeccable, and he even made a gesture of belittling himself and exalting Ji Yun.

Ji Yun smiled slightly, and reciprocated: "I'm just lucky. We can all see Huang Daan's hard work in acting. It's only a matter of time before he becomes the actor."

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if a smile wiped away their grievances.

The crew is happy, but the media are very disappointed.

The understatement of the two is very weak for publicity.

"The two of you play the leading roles in these two films respectively, so what expectations do you have for the films you star in?"

This is considered a high-end issue, Ji Yun curled his lips, he just said so blatantly that everyone would say good things, but now this kind of secret poking and confrontation is a clever issue.

Damn, why would you be a reporter if you are so good at asking questions? Wouldn’t it be good for you to be an HR?
(End of this chapter)