This entertainment industry is a bit strange

Chapter 204 Fairy!

Upon hearing Yang Rui's tone, one of the old ladies immediately rushed to ask: "Xiao Yang, aren't you a director? Can you make a movie or something?"

Movie?

Yang Rui quickly filtered it through his mind, and found that there is a classic drama about opera, but it's a pity that Poet Chen has already filmed it.

Besides... for that movie to become popular, the quality of the movie is of course the most basic element, but it is definitely not the whole thing.

There are too many things alluded to in it, and many things could have passed the review at the time, but they are likely to be minefields now.

Just the story of uncovering Buzzing's scar is likely to prick the pain nerves of many people...

Most of the directors of Poet Chen’s generation grew up under the infiltration of scar literature, so they like to make movies that “expose the scars of the times”, and foreign awards are the most favorite theme...

But even in the era when reflections were rampant, Poet Chen's filming of this film was not so smooth. If his wife and family were not strong enough, it would be a question of whether this film could be released smoothly.

The combination of various factors has led to the glorious resume of "Farewell My Concubine".

This kind of multi-element aggregation experience is not something that anyone can copy casually, at least Yang Rui thinks he can't.

Even if Poet Chen didn't shoot it, he wouldn't be willing to touch it.

"How?" Seeing that Yang Rui hadn't said a word, Yu Lao said eagerly: "If you have any request, just ask, even if we old guys go bankrupt!"

Yang Rui shook his head and laughed.

You're saying that these old guys don't change their minds, they really are a bit conservative.

But you have to laugh at them, but this group of people's attitude towards traditional culture is also moving.

A group of lovely old stubborn.

After thinking for a long time, Yang Rui said: "Actually, if you want to promote and promote, you don't necessarily have to use movies."

Hearing this, the eyes of the old guys instantly darkened.

They have heard this kind of scene too much, and it is basically an opening remark of polite refusal.

But the next moment...

"I'm thinking, maybe I can show up at the Spring Festival Gala to show my presence?"

In a word, the people at the table were stunned!

This kid didn't drink alcohol, why did he talk crazy?

That is the Spring Festival Gala, the highest stage that all Chinese artists dream of going to!
Do you think it's the small park downstairs of your house, you can go up and shout a few times if you want to go?
So many stars and so many entertainers, they will not be able to get on that stage for the rest of their lives!
Yu Lao twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a sneering smile, "Xiao Yang, this joke is not funny at all..."

"Do you think I'm joking?" Yang Rui asked back.

Yu Lao froze for a moment, his pupils dilated slowly, "You...are you serious?!"

"Seniors, you really need to pay more attention to the actual situation. It's useless to build a car behind closed doors." Yang Rui smiled and said: "In the past few years, the Spring Festival Gala has not been as good as every year. Directors have been forced to start thinking about changes. Last year's Spring Festival Gala Didn’t they just organize a team of foreign models to go to the catwalk, but they were scolded bloody, and even the director was scolded and emptied Weibo.”

"What does this mean? First, the Spring Festival Gala is seeking changes, so there is hope for the content of the programs that have been forgotten by the Spring Festival Gala stage in the past!"

"Secondly, not all Chinese people worship foreigners, or else that foreign model's program wouldn't have been scolded so badly. So everyone actually has a default bottom line in their hearts - the Spring Festival is our own festival for Chinese people , what everyone wants to see most is our own culture on that stage.”

A penetrating analysis made the eyes of several old comrades light up quietly.

It makes sense!
"So... we have a show?" Yu Lao blushed, and he didn't know if it was excitement or alcohol.

"That's the case in theory, but opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared." Yang Rui shook his head and said: "If you want to be on that stage, not only the Spring Festival Gala has to change, but you also have to change. Only when you meet each other can you have a chance. Otherwise, with your viewing threshold, even if you go up, few people will watch it, and you will be turned away in the coming year."

Hearing this, several old comrades looked at each other in dismay, put down their wine glasses and chopsticks at the same time, straightened up and sat upright.

Others didn't understand what this move meant at all. Only the old comrades knew that this was the respectful sitting posture they would have when they listened to the master's teaching.

"Several seniors, if they want to win back the hearts of young people, they have to put down their airs and actively cater to their tastes. This is a long process." Yang Rui said: "My suggestion is that you first launch a fist character. Come on, use all the resources to push him up, and strive to put him on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala within two or three years, as long as that person can hit the broken window effect, things will be much easier later.”

After pondering for a while, Mr. Yu nodded in agreement, "Xiao Yang, if you have any ideas, just say it."

Yang Rui smiled lightly, "If you believe me, give Zhang Mingming to me. Within three years, I will let him appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala!"

Hearing this, several old comrades were a little confused.

That's it?

When he came back to his senses, Mr. Yu said with some embarrassment: "Xiao Yang, how embarrassing this is, I asked you to help and you have to pay for the operation..."

Yang Rui waved his hands righteously, "It is also my honor to contribute to the revival of traditional culture."

A few words moved several old comrades so much that they didn't want to.

Liu Shishi on the side quietly wrinkled his nose and let out a soft, inaudible hum.

This guy is not so kind, it is not sure who will take advantage of it!

After the feast was over, several old comrades took Yang Rui to thank him again and again, and some of them were emotional, and their voices were choked up as they talked, making Yang Rui dumbfounded.

After walking out of the restaurant, Yang Rui, who had been holding back for a long time, finally showed a chicken thief's smile.

They prostituted a talented female clothing tycoon for nothing, and these old comrades are desperately thanking them... This operation is too hot!

As long as the operation is done properly, this women's clothing tycoon is definitely a cash cow!
Perhaps one day, he may be promoted to the national team!

When we got back to the hotel, it was already 03:30 in the afternoon. Everyone entered the dressing room and started to prepare for the evening premiere.

As the only big star in the crew, Yang Rui naturally has a modeling room all to himself.

And just as he was accepting the stylist's tossing, someone knocked on the door and walked in.

Turning her head, she saw that it was Li Zi who had changed into a short skirt covering her hips. Her pair of big white legs were simply eye-catching.

The two stylists are also sensible people, and when they saw Li Zi's convenient clothes, they knew why she was here.

The two looked at each other, then quietly backed out.

Click.

After locking the door behind her, Li Zi threw herself on Yang Rui, her winking eyes were like silk, and her voice was coquettish, "Little man, you are so dedicated to helping others plan programs, when will you give me a hand?"

Yang Rui looked dissatisfied, "I have bad ears, what did you call me just now?"

"Small..." Li Zi was taken aback for a moment, and the flower branches were trembling against Yang Rui's body, "It's not small, it's not small at all, big brother~"

What a crazy goblin, can you bear this? !
Look great!

Fifteen minutes later, Liu Shishi, who had finished her make-up, happened to pass by the door, and heard some inexplicable voices.

After being stunned for a moment, her face immediately turned red, as if she was about to bleed.

The two legs seemed to be a little disobedient, and they were trembling and unable to walk.

After a long while, she spat hard towards the closed door.

shameless!
(End of this chapter)