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Yi Yangbo laughed:

"No need for that. They have a photographer. After the shoot, you can negotiate with them to get a copy."

"It's easy. I've already called people over. Besides, if we film it ourselves, wouldn't that save us a lot of trouble and avoid owing favors?" Zhang Qilin explained with a smile.

After listening, Yi Yangbo began to think about it seriously.

A moment later, he looked up at Zhang Qilin:

"I'll go and ask Vice President Pu for instructions."

"Then I'll go with you. I can explain anything the vice dean has to say."

Yi Yangbo nodded.

The two arrived at Pu Cunxin's office.

After listening to Zhang Qilin's idea, Pu Cunxin asked calmly:

"Is this arrangement necessary?"

Zhang Qilin explained:

"Dean Pu, the student I invited has won many domestic photography awards for newcomers, and his teacher is also a well-known photographer in the industry."

"They often film these kinds of interviews, which allows us to preserve the most complete material. If we copy it from a journalist, the journalist is likely to hold back some of it."

After listening to Zhang Qilin's explanation, Pu Cunxin thought for a moment and then agreed.

13:20

In the conference room of Beijing People's Art Theatre.

Zhang Qilin sat in a chair.

Sun Ning directed several cameramen to set up equipment in different locations, and he carefully checked whether Zhang Qilin's image was appropriate in each shot.

Several cameras were properly positioned at a distance that would not interfere with the interview.

After setting everything up, Sun Yu asked Zhang Qilin to come and take a look.

After checking each item, Zhang Qilin pulled Sun Ning aside and whispered instructions:

"Keep those two cameras pointed at the reporters on the screen the whole time."

Sun Yu was taken aback. News interviews are usually filmed in segments and rarely recorded in their entirety, unless it is for the production of a large-scale documentary.

Although he had questions in his mind, he didn't ask any further, and simply nodded in response:

"I'll personally operate this camera."

Zhang Qilin patted him on the shoulder:

"I've almost finished sorting things out here. You pick the most authoritative magazine, and I'll find some time to shoot it tonight."

Upon hearing this, Sun Ning immediately beamed with joy:

"Okay, I'll contact them when I get back."

Zhang Qilin became famous because of his photos, and many magazines wanted to hire him to shoot a series of photos to boost sales by taking advantage of his popularity.

Not long after, the meeting room door was pushed open from the outside, and Pu Cunxin led in some blond-haired, blue-eyed men and women.

The group of people in the lead were clearly taken aback when they saw that there were several more cameras in the conference room.

One of the blond men turned to Pu Cunxin, his tone filled with dissatisfaction:

"Dean Pu, what does this mean? We have the right to record things without interference..."

Zhang Qilin listened to the man's words and sneered inwardly.

These cowards can't even guarantee the most basic freedom of survival, yet they're here flaunting their freedom to conduct interviews?

Absolutely absurd

Before Pu Cunxin could speak, Zhang Qilin walked over and said with a smile:

"Sir, you have the freedom to conduct interviews, and I have the freedom to take photos. You can't say that your freedom is your freedom, but you don't allow others to exercise the same right, can you?"

"If you disagree with my freedom to take photos, is the universality of the freedom values ​​you advocate questionable?"

The blond man's expression changed slightly after hearing Zhang Qilin's words; he hadn't expected the young man to elevate the topic to the level of values.

He used to use this set of values ​​as a stick to educate others, never imagining that someone would use this set of values ​​against him.

If he says the wrong thing, he'll be fired when he gets back.

A female reporter wearing thin-rimmed glasses stepped forward beside him, her tone softened but still tinged with skepticism:

"We understand your desire to document this, but this involves the professionalism of interviewing. Multi-camera shooting may affect the interviewee's natural state and also interfere with our team's workflow."

Zhang Qilin said with a smile:

"Rest assured, they are professionals who have won major awards both domestically and internationally. As for interfering with your workflow, there's no need to worry. We are simply recording information and will not hinder your questions or filming in any way."

"On the contrary, having more records can better ensure the integrity and authenticity of this interview, which is a good thing for cultural exchange, isn't it?"

At this moment, Sun Ning started all the machines, and the red dots lit up faintly.

When the blond man saw the camera start recording, he forced a stiff smile.

"Young man, you seem to have misunderstood me. I don't mean to disrespect your freedom; it's just that the sudden appearance of the camera caught us off guard."

Zhang Qilin maintained his smile:

"In that case, I presume you won't object to us recording this interview. After all, a complete record aligns with your principles of truthfulness and objectivity, doesn't it?"

Upon hearing Zhang Qilin's words, the expressions of those people changed slightly.

The blond man's gaze lingered on Zhang Qilin's face for a moment, then swept over the cameras.

In order not to make things too tense, he finally managed a slightly forced smile:

"Okay, but please make sure your filming doesn't cause any disruption."

At this moment, Pu Cunxin spoke up to smooth things over:

"Please rest assured, our filming will strictly follow the interview order and will not affect your work."

Yi Yangbo then made a gesture of invitation:

"Everyone, you can begin preparations now."

Several foreign journalists exchanged glances, said nothing more, and walked to one side of the conference table to set up their equipment.

Zhang Qilin and Pu Cunxin sat on the other side.

Once everything is ready.

The blond man asked:

"Mr. Zhang, may we begin?"

"Anytime is fine," Zhang Qilin said with a smile.

The blond man introduced himself as James, a reporter for The New York Times.

James signaled to their cameraman to start filming, and then, as is customary, introduced the background of the interview, the participants, and confirmed Zhang Qilin's consent to be recorded. The process was conducted in a standardized and cautious manner.

The formal questions begin.

James asked:

"Your rise to fame began on the uncontrolled internet. Are you worried that as your influence grows, official bodies or theaters will begin to interfere with your online image and statements?"

What is your opinion on China's internet management policies? Do they limit the possibility of unexpected fame like yours?

Upon hearing this, Pu Cunxin frowned, and Yi Yangbo's expression instantly turned serious.

James's question was completely different from what they had agreed upon beforehand.

Zhang Qilin was not surprised at all when he heard James' question.

Whatever these people do, they always try to use the opportunity to export their hypocritical values.

The question was designed with ulterior motives in mind; the intention was to elicit his concerns about internet censorship or to imply that his future expression would be restricted.

Once you answer according to their line of thinking, they can use the opportunity to make a big deal out of it when they go back to write their drafts, proclaiming that there are no human rights in China and highlighting their superiority and advancement.

For Zhang Qilin, China is not perfect and does have all sorts of problems.

But no matter what, China is his motherland.

It gave him a stable life.

He was neither left to freeze to death on the street from hunger and cold in the cold winter, nor was he left too afraid to go out at night.

Therefore, he will not let the other party have their way.