Generation Z Artists

Chapter 182 I'm here to shut you down

The press conference had to be temporarily suspended.

In fact, the media still want to continue. Their anger and their enthusiasm are not contradictory. The more chaotic and sensational the situation, the more willing they are to take risks.

However, Fang Xinghe didn't want to continue operating the business.

Today's press conference was a bit lacking.

Wang Chali, acting as a mouth double, cursed very satisfyingly and thoroughly, but unfortunately, his words lacked depth.

Fang Xinghe's own style is the kind that "politely and restrainedly stabs the most painful spot with the most poisonous needle." He never becomes hysterical, nor does he use vulgar language. He is very particular about the efficiency of his cursing.

Wang Charlie was a little too excited because it was his first time doing this job.

In doing so, it's easy to put yourself on the same level as them, ultimately resulting in a situation where you "get entangled and fight each other."

This isn't the best approach; it affects Brother Fang's style.

So before the situation got completely out of control, he took the initiative to pick up the microphone and end the chaos.

"I'm sorry, my agent isn't used to the local style and doesn't understand Chinese culture well enough. The interview will end here for now. After the book signing, I will choose a media outlet for an in-depth interview."

"Fang Sheng, Fang Sheng!"

The media erupted in chaos, with reporters coming and going in a frantic frenzy.

However, the security team was already forming a human wall, and staff were organizing them to leave to make room for the autograph session.

Not willing?
They have no choice.

Soon, the reporters were ushered into the inner area, where the actual autograph session officially began.

Having no other choice, they could only use the time at hand to frantically write articles and send them back to their respective newspapers and radio stations.

TVB, with its advantage of live streaming, was able to provide immediate commentary from its hosts.

Apple and the sun have online media coverage, and they followed suit, enjoying the fresh buzz.

Other media outlets frantically wrote articles, but at best they could only keep up with the evening paper's publication, providing rough or one-sided reports.

The autograph session went very smoothly.

Those who could come to the scene were all high-level fans who wouldn't cause trouble for Fang Xinghe. Even the low-level fans who were losing popularity behaved themselves when they stood in front of Fang Xinghe.

His looks and aura are dazzling on television, and intimidating in real life.

Even those who dislike him the most wouldn't dare to act recklessly when he's face to face.

Of course, Fang Xinghe's attitude was actually very good when he signed the autograph.

She always had a gentle smile on her face, spoke softly and gently during conversations, and didn't say much, but she was very patient.

"Thanks for your support."

A simple response is nothing special, but when he looks intently into his fans' eyes and conveys his emotions with sincerity, it naturally has a reassuring power.

In a sense, this is starlight, something that cannot be acted out but can be cultivated.

Key points: Keep your back straight, move small and precise movements, relax your body without tension, and maintain a firm and focused gaze...

It's actually quite difficult; it's not something you can achieve just by becoming famous.

The difference between being serious and being aloof, well, just watch two of Teacher Yang's variety shows and you'll know.

Fang Xinghe has only been famous for a short time; his stardom is half earned through hard work and half through his own efforts.

Martial arts training has little effect on star power, but physical training does. The main focus of physical training for actors is control. With enough relaxation and enough control, you can achieve any effect you want.

Eddie Redmayne (Freckles) is a good example. He is introverted, dislikes socializing, and is not good-looking, but he has excellent temperament and never slouches in public. This is entirely due to his long-term practice of deep thinking and methodological training.

Fang Ge is now practically a plus version of Eddie Redmayne and Leonardo DiCaprio at his peak; he can easily charm a large number of women.

When 13-year-old Janice Man finished watching the press conference, the light around her changed from white to green. When she got to the front of the line, the light changed from green to blue. When she finally sat down in front of Fang Xinghe, a red alert was triggered.

"Fangfang, I... I'm not very good at speaking Mandarin..."

The little girl was extremely nervous and swore in English, "But I'll learn it quickly!"

Fang Xinghe didn't recognize her at all, but simply encouraged her, saying, "I believe in you. It's good that you have this intention. Take your time."

One more die-hard fan.

Generally speaking, the girls who came for autograph sessions were all very well-behaved, and you couldn't really see the flamboyance of Minato Ward girls.

The teenagers, on the other hand, were mostly gangsters—long hair was a standard feature, and their hair was multicolored; there were almost no well-behaved boys.

His opening line was: "Young Master Fang, you're awesome!"

Fang Xinghe didn't feel any explosions anywhere, but he felt that the fan base in the port area was about to explode.

70% of the fans are teenage girls, 10% are boys, and the remaining 20% ​​are older female fans who can all speak Mandarin; they are mostly immigrants from mainland China or second-generation immigrants.

During halftime, Wang Charlie, having calmed down, began to feel uneasy.

"Junior brother, I haven't caused you any trouble, have I?"

"Of course not, you did a fantastic job, you really helped me get revenge."

"I lost control for a moment..."

Wang Charlie chuckled and scratched the back of his head, looking a bit simple-minded.

He wasn't a mean person, but he was too eager to protect Fang Xinghe, and therefore couldn't control his temper.

"I just checked the public opinion, and the reaction is extremely strong..."

"It's alright." Fang Xinghe genuinely didn't care. "Didn't we already discuss it? We don't need these two markets anyway."

He's short on money, has a lot of trouble, and is constantly in the spotlight. Any local celebrity with a bit of talent has already gone abroad, so why is he sticking to this path?

Of course, demolishing in the port area is likely to be disliked by both sides – there are quite a few people who are pro-Hong Kong these days.

“That’s true, but…” Wang Chali sighed, “The Hong Kong Liaison Office just called me…”

Oh, no wonder.

"What did they say?"

"This reminds us to be mindful of the impact and not to dampen the patriotic enthusiasm of our compatriots in Hong Kong and Taiwan..."

"what!"

Fang Xinghe was amused.

Back when he was active, no one in our family was spared. We could scold anyone we wanted, as long as it was reasonable, based on evidence, and not a fabrication. The relevant departments would even protect us.

For example, those internet celebrities who make a living by patriotism, such as "Trendy Mom," "Big Head Eagle," and "Du Fu," all have good relationships with regulatory authorities. On the contrary, the platforms are afraid of trouble and therefore manage them more strictly.

Now it's the opposite; whenever there's any public opinion issue, the various departments are even more nervous than the general public.

"Ignore them."

Fang Xinghe's short temper flared up again, and he sneered, "I've already come this far, how can I put up with their humiliation? If you have any complaints, let the supervisor come to me personally!"

“They were quite polite to me, so I wasn’t really mistreated,” Wang Chali smiled. “But I reckon this matter is definitely not over yet.”

Of course, with the entire island's media in an uproar and public sentiment running high, how could it possibly end so easily?
Just as Fang Xinghe was painstakingly signing the second half of the contract, the internet erupted into chaos.

"How crazy."

"What nonsense is this foreigner spouting?"

"If Fang Xinghe didn't support him, would he dare to be so arrogant?"

“Go back to Hong Kong! Don’t come here. Nobody speaks Mandarin here.”

"Yeah, why aren't the mountain turtles staying on the mainland? Who invited them here?"

"If you don't appreciate my kindness, then let's tear it apart!"

"His novel writing is a mess, and his speech is incoherent. Who's even pursuing him?"

"What a fool! A middle school girl? She only cares about her looks, she doesn't care if he's stupid or not."

"They actually look down on us! The Hong Kong entertainment industry won't give them any work, and these Ah Chans can't even make a decent drama!"

The online sentiment was almost unanimously negative; without any intervention from Xie Tingfeng and F4's fans, netizens had already launched a scathing attack on Fang Xinghe.

Looking around, he has less than one in ten people who support him.

However... sales of "Born to Be a Madman" are still quietly increasing.

In one afternoon, more than 6000 copies were sold, 2000 at the event and 4000 outside. On his way back to the backstage after the signing, Fang Xinghe was blocked by reporters in the passageway and had to answer a few more questions.

A reporter from Next Magazine asked, "Mr. Fang, after you went to Hong Kong, the sales of your photo album skyrocketed, and the publicity effect was obvious. Did you deliberately create controversy to sell the book?"

Fang Xinghe glanced at him: "You overestimate the Hong Kong market."

The other party persisted: "It's not that I'm overthinking things, it's your actions that force us to overthink. The US, Japan, and South Korea were once enemies, and you could tolerate that, so why are you so hostile towards Hong Kong?"

"I cursed Japan and South Korea, and even went to the United States and had a direct fight with them."

Fang Xinghe laughed, staring at the reporter and asking, "Come on, explain yourself. Who have I tolerated? And what have I done to you?"

"Um, this..."

They've hit a roadblock, but there's no way they'll give in. Before we even started, the other side was already prepared to fight to the bitter end.

"In short, everyone can feel your differential treatment. This is unfair. You have let down the enthusiasm of the people of Hong Kong. Will you apologize for this?"

"No, next one."

"Fang Xinghe, how do you plan to clear yourself of the suspicion of hype?"

"No, next."

"Fang Xinghe, there are a lot of criticisms of you online, and very few supporters. Have you ever thought that you would be so unpopular in Hong Kong?"

"Those who understand me will love me, those who understand me will respect me. Fear breeds dread, arrogance breeds hatred. Hong Kong people's self-confidence urgently needs to be improved."

"Fang Xinghe, the reason why Shengdang Kuangge's sales are not good is because you are too arrogant. No matter how much you talk now, you can't change the fact that people in Hong Kong don't buy it. Have you ever considered giving up the Hong Kong market?"

"Under consideration."

"Actually, you can continue to create hype through others. For example, today is the princess's birthday, they should invite you. Then you can challenge Xie Xiaotianwang to a fight..."

Fang Xinghe stopped in his tracks, glanced to the side, and said, "Oh, it's Apple Daily. Never mind then, their standards are just meant to be this low."

—Actually, the upper limit isn't that high either.

Fang Xinghe did not respond, so the Apple reporter ran after him, clinging to the bodyguard, asking questions.

"So why are you so hostile to Hong Kong? Everyone online is guessing it's because your photo album isn't selling well, so you're angry. You're not short of money, so are sales really that important?"

The media in this crappy place is so annoying.

They love to play dumb when they know the truth, and they only care about whether there's a sensational story, without considering the feelings of the interviewees.

Okay, here's what you want.

"Sales figures don't matter. I just really dislike your stingy and snobbish low-class attitude."

Fang Xinghe couldn't bear it any longer and slapped the other person hard across the face. Then, to everyone's astonishment, he turned and gave instructions to Wang Charlie.

"Forget it, we're not selling the traditional Chinese version that's exclusively for Hong Kong and Taiwan anymore. For those that have already been shipped, we'll start the process to recall them immediately."

With a whoosh, the surrounding area immediately erupted in chaos.

"Fang Sheng, what do you mean by not selling it anymore?"

"Fang Sheng, isn't Wanwan going either?"

"Fang Sheng, are you really willing to take it back? Or are you just bragging and creating hype?"

Amidst the utter chaos, Fang Xinghe stopped for the last time, looked around, and suddenly grinned coldly.

He was in a bad mood.

30% of the reports from Hong Kong and Taiwan media were xenophobic, 30% came from calls to the Hong Kong Economic and Trade Office, and the remaining 40% came from later generations' memories.

During those years of rapid development in our country, how many absurd things did these two lousy places do?

If it were just those capitalists and politicians, that would be one thing—you can't expect those who have already benefited to be honest and upright. But what about the general public? Do they see themselves as compatriots in the national sense?

I'm not short of money, why would I spoil you guys?

He stared at the camera and said coldly, "There's no point in arguing with people from small places like you. I'm not selling the photo albums anymore, and I don't want the Hong Kong and Taiwan markets either. I'll go to the Bay Area to complete the pre-order process, and then we'll go our separate ways."

They always take themselves so seriously, without even considering how small their combined size is.

I have so many events to do in Europe and America, and every market there is more welcoming and enthusiastic than yours. What does Shengdang Kuangge's 10 billion sales have to do with you?
Listen up, I'm never coming to Hong Kong again. And don't you dare try to work with any of your local directors, media, singers, or actors. I'm blacklisting you!

Upon hearing Fang Xinghe's words, the senior brothers were so excited they almost shouted out loud. Those who were clearing the way in front and on both sides put in eight times more effort, pushing aside the reporters and splitting through the crowd, escorting Ba Wang away triumphantly.

The remaining group of reporters looked at each other, panting heavily, a mixture of excitement, tension, fear, and bewilderment...

……

Breaking News! Fang Xinghe Announces Unilateral Blacklist of Hong Kong and Taiwan!

Fang Xinghe's words caused a huge uproar. The evening paper, news, entertainment programs, and the social section headlines of the following day were all filled with his outrageous remarks.

It's no exaggeration to say that Brother Fang has offended the entire Hong Kong.

Just how many celebrities have criticized him?

There are no fewer than twenty directors, and there are at least fifty actors and singers, along with all the media, and even some business people.

Wu Baige: "The kid has guts, but unfortunately, he takes himself too seriously."

Ng See-yuen: "Ban us? Then he shouldn't be in the entertainment industry! If he has a movie, the Hong Kong Film Awards will definitely scrutinize it carefully, that's all!"

Chow Yun-fat: "Young and arrogant, unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth."

To the right: "Two years earlier, he wouldn't have been able to leave Hong Kong... Hahaha, just kidding, don't take it seriously!"

Li Zhiying: "Fighting, cursing, arson, deceiving young girls into abortions, licking the boots of female judges to climb the ladder, he can't even clean up his own mess, yet he dares to be so arrogant, sooner or later he'll be covered in venereal disease and die a bastard!"

The barrage of insults was so intense it was unprecedented in Hong Kong's history.

All things considered, only photographer Chen and Zhang Yunu were more severely affected than him.

However, those two didn't offend anyone in the industry much; their colleagues kept quiet about it, unlike Fang Xinghe, who has now angered the entire entertainment circle.

Only a few big names, such as Stephen Chow, Hendrik Willem Van Loon, and Leslie Cheung, avoided making any statements, and not a single person spoke up for them.

Since they weren't close, even the most loyal person wouldn't risk offending all their colleagues for his sake.

However, amidst this widespread condemnation, Fang Xinghe felt surprisingly relaxed and at ease, experiencing a sense of well-being both physically and mentally.

With Tencent as a safety net, StarNet for expansion, and markets in Europe, America, Japan, and South Korea, losing two less valuable assets is hardly a loss.

What's even more interesting is that in two years, Hong Kong and Taiwan directors and stars will be heading north in large numbers.

"Right now, I really can't influence anything."

Looking at the night sky, Fang Xinghe laughed with unrestrained wickedness.

"But I will not stop here waiting for you, nor will the times. There is no place for you where my hand touches..."

Fang, who never holds a grudge, immediately took out his phone and called Zhang Yimou.

"Director Zhang, are there any actors from Hong Kong or Taiwan in our film?"

Mou Zi was taken aback: "Yes, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

In a flash, Fang Xinghe decided to leave each other some space.

"But I might be going to play in the NBA, so I'm afraid I won't be able to make your film."

Threat?

No, no, no, it's about taking sides.

The news will soon reach Mouzi's ears; let's see what he chooses.

At this time, Jet Li was generally considered to be one of their own stars. It could be disregarded or not, depending entirely on Zhang Yimou's attitude. Other Hong Kong and Taiwan stars were truly non-negotiable.

Zhang Yimou is a capable person, but Zhang Weiping is not, but that's okay. It's not a big deal if we don't make "Hero".

No movie is more important than "I'm happy".

In short, since I just declared that I would boycott Hong Kong and Taiwan, my first film must not have a single Hong Kong star!

Forget about self-defense, that's not enough. I'm not going to bother with that. I just want a brutal, hand-to-hand fight!

Before surrendering, life and death are irrelevant.

(End of this chapter)