Diamond company shoots commercials, you shoot Titanic

The truth is that the truth is not the truth.

Hearing the three keywords "freedom, media, truth", the reporters in the audience were stunned and felt a little cold on their backs.

He just said that he would pay attention to social reality and try to make people think deeply...

It's bad, it's coming for us!

I haven't thought of a name yet, and I don't plan to make money. Brother, you are not going to mess with us on a whim, are you?

Say that the media took things out of context, reversed black and white, manipulated information, and played with the masses?

I didn't mess with you, brother.

Although these things are not secrets, with his influence, making such a movie, all media will be scolded more or less.

Why don't you go back to shoot promotional videos. Take pictures of birds, flowers, guzheng and pipa.

The reporters looked at each other, and at this moment, Chen Xiao on the stage picked up the microphone again, "Don't be nervous, this is also a comedy."

The reporters complained in their hearts.

Comedy? No one would believe your comedy.

If no one felt sad, they would dare to eat noodles upside down!

Some media who love to talk nonsense at the scene and in front of the screen shrank their heads and made up their minds secretly.

Be honest recently. Try not to eat human blood buns or something like that... In order to avoid being scolded once the incident is reversed, and being scolded again when the movie is released.

Just when the reporters were complaining and uneasy in their hearts, the interview also entered the free questioning session.

The questions suddenly became fancy.

"Director Chen, "The Divine Chef Xiao Fugui" has achieved a good number of views on Kiwi Video. Do you have any relationship or connection with Kiwi Video?"

"I am a member."

"If you were asked to choose between a passionate scene and a scumbag role, which one would you choose?"

"I am the boss, why do you ask me to choose between the two?"

"Director Chen, what is your skin care routine before going to bed?"

"Browse my phone."

...

Listening to this live broadcast, netizens were almost laughing.

"Brother, don't make comedies, just accept interviews, hahaha."

"I am laughing to death, skin care before going to bed is to browse your phone and enjoy the radiation, right?"

"Why don't you do crosstalk?"

"I am looking forward to his sitcom, hahaha. Writing in your true colors, right?"

As the free question session came to an end, today's interview also came to an end.

The staff gave the reporters some small gifts for the New Year, and they went home with their overtime wages.

Chen Xiao walked to the parking lot, pressed the car key, opened the door, got into the car and yawned.

He has been on vacation for almost 20 days.

It's almost time to start working.

On the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, I will revise the script of "The Truman Show".

On the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, which is the 22nd, as the screenwriter of "Home with Kids", I will find a director to take charge of the filming.

Then I have to find international partners for "The Truman Show". Last year, he participated in the Venice Film Festival and accumulated a lot of connections, so I will make some money from it.

"Frozen" will have to wait a little longer, and the equipment purchased by the company has not arrived yet, so there is no rush.

In addition to the work of the chief creative officer, he may also pay attention to the talent training. But this is the responsibility of the screenwriter and director department, the artist management department and other departments. At most, he can give lectures and give some pointers.

That's about it. Next, I will focus on "The Truman Show" and use it to open a way out to the sea.

By the way, I will keep an eye on "Home with Kids" and the company's talent training.

When the equipment is in place and "Home with Kids" is on the right track, we can transfer this part of energy to "Frozen".

After thinking about the future ideas, Chen Xiao started the car and drove out of the hotel back to the villa.

After a day of rest.

In the evening of the third day of the Chinese New Year, Chen Xiao put down the stylus, stretched, output the picture, and clicked print.

Then he walked to the next room, took out a photo from the printer, took out the wooden photo frame and stuffed it in.

The wall at home is too empty.

Creative inspiration bursts, draw two pictures and hang them on the wall.

Looking at the 12-inch painting in his hand, which is slightly larger than A4 paper, Chen Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of me, it is full of artistic atmosphere!

He took the photo frame to the lobby downstairs and hung it on the wall behind the sofa.

Just after hanging it up and jumping off the sofa, Huoyun on the sofa looked at the painting, looked at himself reflected in the glass, and then uttered a mournful cry that Chen Xiao had never heard him utter before, "Awoo--"

After howling, he jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs.

Chen Xiao was a little dazed, he seemed to see... sorrow on the face of a cat?

At this moment, a machine voice came from the direction of the gym, "Ah! Too ugly!"

"Isn't this cute?" Chen Xiao looked at the manager

The robot pointed at the painting and asked.

"If the owner thinks it's cute, then it's cute. I guess Huoyun never wants to pass by the hall again."

Uh...

My mother also said it was ugly a few days ago. It seems that his aesthetics are too advanced.

Take it down, don't cause psychological trauma to Brother Cat. Hang it in the guest room.

Just after taking the painting down, the phone in his trouser pocket rang.

"Hello, Dad."

"Son, we're back."

Chen Xiao took the painting and walked upstairs, "Didn't you go traveling?"

"Well, I went to Bingcheng and was squeezed back."

"Bingcheng? You chose the most popular place, really good. By the way, if you two go home, there will definitely be a lot of relatives visiting. Doesn't mom want to take a few days off during the New Year? How about you stay at my place?"

"Okay, I'll go home and get the fishing gear bag and go over. Hang up."

Chen Xiao glanced at the phone with disdain.

The fish in the lake are unlucky again.

The next morning, Chen Xiao went downstairs and smelled the aroma of fried eggs wafting from the kitchen.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

"He went fishing."

"..."

No wonder people say that fishermen are the real NPCs in this world, and they are everywhere.

He was sighing and picking up the oranges on the coffee table, and his mother came out of the kitchen holding a spatula, "Chen Xiao, take the cat in the room. If you like it, can't you hang it in your own bedroom or study? Is it scary to hang it in the guest room? It's so ugly that I want to curse."

"Oh."

Chen Xiao threw the orange back into the fruit basket.

That's it, artists are always misunderstood by the world.

Chen Xiao stood up and prepared to go upstairs to pick up the painting, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Usually Huoyun would come to rub against him when he got up, but where is the cat today?

"Where's Huoyun?"

"I went fishing with your dad."

"I went out for a while and brought the cat back. I just lost weight and started eating again."

With that, Chen Xiao turned into the cloakroom, changed into a set of sportswear, walked out of the villa gate, and walked towards the lake 100 meters away.

The temperature was less than zero degrees, and the breath he exhaled instantly turned into white mist.

In such a cold day, Huoyun was not brought out, but tied out, right?

When he was about to reach the lake, he heard a scream from afar, "Cat thief! Give it back to me! This is my cat!"

Chen Xiao frowned slightly and walked forward quickly.

On the lakeside, he saw his father put Huoyun in the zipper of his shirt like a kangaroo, leaving the cat's head out.

Across from him, a little boy pointed at Huoyun angrily and asked him to return the cat.

Chen Xiao walked to the tree by the lake, leaned against the trunk and smiled: "Little boy, this is my cat, did you recognize the wrong one?"

The little boy turned his head with his hands on his hips, looking angry and ready to argue with him.

But when his eyes met Chen Xiao, the anger on the child's face instantly dissipated. After two seconds of being stunned, he ran to his side and asked with sparkling eyes: "You are...you are Uncle Chen Xiao?"

His appearance reminded Chen Xiao instantly of the little zombie emoticon pack of "Little brother worships you".

"Call me brother."

The little boy seemed to see that he did not deny it, and jumped up excitedly on the spot.

"Brother Xiao, give me an autograph. The cat is for you."

Tsk, sign an autograph, and you don't even want the cat?

Chen Xiao looked at him carefully.

This child looks a bit like the little girl who adopted Huoyun's mother and his brother. Did he recognize the wrong cat?

"Signing is fine, do you have paper?"

The little boy shook his head.

"I have it." Dad took out a pen and paper from his fishing gear bag and handed it to Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao squatted down and signed his name quickly, "Here you go. My cat and your kitten should be from the same litter. You made a mistake."

"It's okay. If you like, I'll give you mine too." The little boy smiled and carefully put his signature in his pocket.

"Okay, go home now."

"Brother, do you have a disc of Xiao Fugui? Can you lend it to me? I like Xiao Feidie so much. I also want to watch Grandpa and Xiao Fugui reunite and watch 18 golden kitchen utensils."

Chen Xiao frowned slightly.

If I lend it to you, I'm afraid you will have to bring a knife when you return the disc next time, right?

"I didn't. I don't care about the follow-up work. You can go home and catch up slowly. On the 22nd, the eighth day of the first lunar month, there will be 8 episodes and the finale."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it! Thank you, Brother Chen Xiao."

Chen Xiao waved goodbye to him and sighed in his heart. Will a group of children cry loudly on the 22nd?

Probably not. They should just be watching the cooking, right?

Forget it, let it go.

Let them see the real world, which is much better than some disgusting TV series and cartoons.

...

After returning home and having breakfast, Chen Xiao went back to the study and turned on the computer.

If he continued to rest, his brain would be ruined if he changed the script.

He turned on the system and directly exchanged "The Truman Show".

Chen Xiao took out the book from the bookshelf.

Two blank sheets of paper, pick up a pen and start scribbling.

No matter how advanced technology is, it always feels the most comfortable to use paper.

Start localization!

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I guess some people haven't seen it, the plot introduction is posted in the author's comments.

The comment limit is 300 words, so I will just summarize the important plot to prevent everyone from not knowing the story and being confused.

But to be honest, a simple summary is not very powerful. This is a bit like "Farewell My Concubine", both are art films, and 300 words summarize the plot, many things cannot be shown, I will talk about it later.