Huayu: Starting from "The Heavenly Bodyguard"

Chapter 116 The Truth Is Actually Cruel

Chapter 116 The Truth Is Actually Cruel

People like Shen Mo greatly enriched the diversity of life, but also caused Wang Changtian enormous psychological trauma.

Anyone with eyes can see that the domestic film and television industry is on the eve of a boom.

As long as you stick your butt out and squeeze it tight, that's a meteoric rise, and everyone in the family will ascend to heaven.

The film and television industry is highly profitable, but also carries high risks.

The purpose of all preliminary preparations for projects is the same: to use the best resources possible and reduce project risks.

Big-name directors, big productions, big casts, plus powerful distribution channels are key to reducing risk.

If you can do all this, in this era of rapid expansion, it's just a matter of whether you earn a little or a lot.

For the current lighting industry, what it lacks is not directors, resources, or exposure.

Rather, it's because they don't have any outstanding leading artists.

This makes Wang Changtian hesitant and cautious whenever he wants to start a project.

Upon seeing this strange creature, Shen Mo, Wang Changtian was filled with mixed emotions.

He's not just dabbling in the entertainment industry, he's practically Nezha causing havoc in the sea, a demon child born into the world.

If everyone is tortured evenly, then it's as if no one has been harmed.

We can still have fun together in a respectable way.

Moreover, the biggest advantage of Shen Daniu's approach is its strong ability to withstand risks.

Wang Changtian is a businessman, and what he values ​​most is risk avoidance.

Even if someone else's house collapsed, Shen Daniu'er's house wouldn't collapse.

Other A-list celebrities, if they are photographed talking to someone of the opposite sex on the street, are easily exposed and their private information is completely revealed.

Its commercial value collapsed instantly, and its popularity with the audience vanished.

But for that damn Shen Mo, is this even a big deal?

Even if the paparazzi catch him going to a hotel with a female celebrity, that son of a bitch still dares to pose for the paparazzi.

Other celebrities, let alone hanging out with reporters in public, are easily targeted by paparazzi for being arrogant if they are even a few minutes late for an interview, and then blacklisted.

This is a real problem with Shen Daniu.

While we were conducting an interview, this son of a bitch dared to drag the host over.

Why don't we let our own misfits learn from this?

Han Sanping saw the glint in Lao Deng's eyes and knew that he had wicked intentions.

He said to Wang Changtian, "Just spare those hosts under your command."

Not everyone can learn to be silent.

"He is an action star, irreplaceable, and his works and events have kept pace with the pace of external publicity."

"Don't let his scoundrel appearance fool you, he's actually quite cunning."

After saying that, he gestured with his lip towards Shen Daniu'er.

Shen Mo was bragging to the refined reporter he had just fought with.

With one arm around the young man, Shen Daniu said smugly, "You're obviously a newbie. Did Old Deng encourage you to join in?"

The refined young man looked at the sullen Shen Daniu with a helpless expression.

Damn, I really can't beat him in a one-on-one fight.

In a group fight, the remaining paparazzi are all bastards. They're good at stirring things up, but when it comes to a real fight, not a single one of them will help you.

Moreover, he was indeed instigated by those reporters who frequently interviewed Shen Mo. They knew that if they asked that question, Shen Danu would definitely get angry, so they incited the young people to step forward.

"Sigh, I'll know next time."

In front of the young people, Shen Daniu clenched his fist and said, "The reporters who follow me around all year round are definitely making a living."

"The premise is that you follow the rules."

"You can make me whatever you want, I don't care."

"But you can't spread rumors about the people around me."

"When you write about them, it has to be the truth, the truth, the fucking truth."

"And those few... you know, don't shift the focus randomly, or things will get serious."

"If you run out of food, go find my second son, Yang Tianzhen, and she will help you find a way."

The young reporter looked at Shen Mo with suspicion; this was the first time he'd heard of such a thing. He asked uncertainly, "Really?"

He pointed to a group of paparazzi holding notebooks and surrounding Yang Tianzhen.

Shen Mo said casually, "Erpang girl is giving them directions."

Licking his lips, the young man tentatively asked, "What if I don't follow the rules?"

"Old Chen!"

An old man wearing a photographer's vest heard Shen Mo's call and jogged over.

"Looking for me?"

The refined young man saw Old Chen and recognized him as Old Deng.

This bastard, relying on being a reporter for the biggest newspaper, gained the trust of a complete newbie like myself.

Before the interview even started, I kept telling myself to ask some sharp questions.

Then, turning his head, he discovered that he was actually quite familiar with Shen Mo.

"Tell the newlyweds our story."

"Don't make me talk as soon as a new person comes in. Isn't that annoying?"

"I'm off to promote 'The Dark Knight,' do you still want me to give you tips?"

The thought of going abroad for an interview made Old Chen grit his teeth and pull the refined young man aside.

He didn't say much, just mentioned that when he wrote about the gossip surrounding Shen Mo and Liu Yifei, he also made a veiled attack on Liu Yifei's gender.

The next day, while Lao Chen was on a date with his lover, Shen Daniu climbed over the wall and smoked a cigarette in the living room.

The next day, when he went to pick up his wife, that bastard showed up again and gave him a bag of oranges.

tangerine?

After hearing Old Chen's story, even the refined young man broke out in a sweat.

This is scarier than a ghost story.

What does it mean to "climb over the wall"? I smoked a cigarette in the living room.

What does it mean to give oranges in front of your wife?

Shen Mo patted the refined young man on the shoulder, then turned and walked away leisurely.

The young man looked lost and asked in a daze, "Didn't you mention it in your later report?"

Old Chen put on an expression of being naive and showed the young man a bit of his true skills.

"Why didn't I write it? How would I make a living if I didn't write it?"

"So how did you write it?"

"Shen Daniu, like a toad, wanted to eat swan meat, but was clearly rejected by Liu Tianxian."

Swallowing hard, the young reporter looked at Old Chen in surprise and asked, "And then?"

Old Chen picked up his camera and snapped several pictures in quick succession.

The scene freezes on Shen Daniu'er sneaking around talking to Zhang Yimou, while Chen Shiren stands by, eager to join in, grinning mischievously.

"And then?"

"Won't he get angry?"

"Isn't this normal writing?" After saying that, he grinned at the young man and said, "It was wrong of me to fool you today, so I'll teach you a lesson."

"Shen Daniu, you can make up whatever you want, it's just for fun."

"And this son of a bitch is like a rock in a latrine, nobody cares about these things."

"But when writing about the people around him, you can't spread rumors; you have to use your brain."

"What we want is the truth."

Pointing to Old Chen's camera, the young man asked, "How should I write the description of the photo you just took?"

Old Chen smiled smugly and said softly, "The three top directors in the country had a secret meeting in a corner, mocking Little Cannon for not winning any Golden Rooster Awards."

Young people feel their worldview collapse, and they grow up in an instant.

Is this your fucking truth?

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