Reborn in the Chinese Entertainment Industry: You're a Director, But You're a Casanova?

Shocking Rumor! Seven Celebrities Gather at Their Mansions, Their Private Lives Revealed to Be Shockingly Unsavory.

"Queen of Pop Suspected of Being a Spy, Actor Embroiled in Money Laundering Scandal."

"Director Liu, the people in Taiwan have completely gone mad."

Unable to get through on the phone, Mani Fok arrived early in the morning with a newspaper to knock on the door.

"Not only did it appear on the front page for three consecutive days, but it also appeared on several entertainment programs. They used the videotapes we deliberately released to analyze frame by frame and frantically stir up trouble."

Liu Yuehua nodded in satisfaction.

"This guy behind the scenes in Taiwan is really a dedicated employee. Whether it's Boss Pi or Boss Ma, he must have promised him a lot of benefits. But the fire isn't burning bright enough yet."

He checked the time; China Film Group should already be at work by now.

"Chairman Han, the prelude on the Taiwan side has been done enough. Now it's time for your regular troops to step in and set the tone."

On the other end of the phone, Han Shanping chuckled.

"You little brat, you even dare to use our media as a pawn?"

"Alright, I'll instruct my men to do it."

"But remember, you have to control the heat yourself, or you'll really burn yourself to ashes."

That afternoon, public opinion on the mainland exploded.

Several mainstream entertainment media outlets, which usually carry considerable weight and have some connections with higher authorities, simultaneously published strongly worded commentaries.

The article did not name names directly, but every sentence was a scathing critique.

"Some artists have corrupt private morals and pollute the entertainment culture environment, which must be resolutely resisted."

Once mainland media got involved, the nature of the situation completely changed.

Netizens across the country were instantly enraged, their anger erupting like a volcano.

On major online forums, posts demanding the banning of these seven superstars have become incredibly popular.

Faced with such a devastating spectacle, even seasoned Hong Kong superstars couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

Tony Leung's voice sounded slightly off on the phone.

"Yuehua, those influential media outlets from the mainland have entered the fray."

"Shouldn't we wrap this up now? If we drag this out any longer, things will really get out of hand."

"Brother Wei, what's the panic?"

"I specifically asked Chairman Han to add fuel to the fire on the mainland. Without their thunderous wrath, how could the momentous injustice you suffered during your reversal be highlighted?"

"Let the bullets fly for a while longer. We're going to hold a press conference tomorrow and harvest the 'IQ tax' from all over Asia."

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The next morning, in the same banquet hall as the previous "Kung Fu" press conference, with the same group of media reporters.

Friends from outside the island are quite excited. They didn't expect that a single visit would yield two bombshell revelations. It truly lives up to its reputation as the Hollywood of the East.

On the stage, the heads of the four major film and television companies looked somber, while seven superstars stood in a row, their expressions serious.

The entire room fell silent; all the reporters awaited the guilty plea statement from this trial of the century.

To everyone's surprise, the first words Tony Leung uttered when he picked up the microphone gave the entire media audience an unexpected twist.

"I invited everyone here today not to apologize, but to make a accusation." Tony Leung's eyes revealed an Oscar-worthy level of anger.

"The so-called scandalous videotapes that a certain Taiwanese media outlet has been disseminating in recent days are pure fabrication."

"The truth is, the seven of us were preparing an experimental indoor film, but during the script reading and rehearsal stage, we were maliciously filmed by the cleaning lady."

The audience erupted in uproar, and Liu Jialing promptly took the microphone.

"All those so-called sugar daddies and money laundering stories you heard in the videotapes are lines from a script, and the related news is all malicious fabrication taken out of context."

"Where's the evidence? Talk is cheap."

A Taiwanese reporter in the audience, who had been assigned a task, loudly challenged the reporter.

"The evidence is here." Leslie Cheung took out a thick document from under the table and displayed it directly in front of all the cameras.

The document clearly bears the official seal of the film department and the script registration stamp of the copyright bureau, with the date clearly showing that it predates the time the videotape was leaked.

The proof is like a mountain!

The Taiwanese reporter stood there with his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

Not only that, Mr. Yang, the CEO of Eagle King, stepped forward and used the moral blackmail that capitalists are best at.

"This film, titled 'Perfect Strangers,' was originally an avant-garde artistic creation initiated by everyone to resist gossip paparazzi's rumors and surreptitious filming, and to fight back against media violence."

General Manager Yang pretended to wipe away crocodile tears.

"The industry was struggling during the flu season, and these seven superstars acted in the show for free to help save the industry."

"We will donate all the profits from this film, after deducting the basic production costs."

The reporters in the audience were stunned by this incredible reversal and immediately pressed for more questions.

"Who should we donate to?"

Mr. Yang's eyes were filled with deep sorrow.

"Donate to grassroots film industry practitioners across the Taiwan Strait and in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, especially emerging practitioners."

"Just recently, we noticed that a young filmmaker who won an award in Berlin was subjected to cyberbullying and suppression by some well-known directors in mainland China for upholding his art."

"We will use the net proceeds from this box office to fully support this talented young man who has suffered so much injustice and help him overcome his difficulties."

The entire press conference erupted in cheers.

The freshman who was suppressed by an unknown director some time ago, and the young filmmaker who even appeared on the talk show "Qiang Qiang San Ren Xing," is none other than Liu Yuehua.

Liu Yuehua, who was pulling the strings behind the scenes, used the noble reason of opposing cyberbullying to whitewash the superstar, and then used the pretext of supporting suppressed young filmmakers to openly and legally launder the money from movie tickets of audiences all over Asia into his own hands.

It's a complete reversal!

A stunning reversal!

Less than an hour after the press conference ended, the entire Asian media landscape was engulfed in a tsunami.

Just the day before, netizens were condemning these celebrities for their moral depravity. But today, seeing the script stamped with an official seal and the compassionate donation statement, a huge sense of guilt overwhelmed everyone.

"We misunderstood them; they were putting on an act using their reputation."

"So that was just a line from a script. The acting was amazing; I actually believed it."

"That young man named Liu Yuehua is so pitiful. After being suppressed by capital, even the top stars in Taiwan were slandered by unscrupulous media in order to raise funds for him."

Guilt, curiosity, and empathy for resisting cyberbullying have transformed into the most powerful driving force for consumption.

On Friday, "Perfect Strangers" was released simultaneously across Asia.

Long queues formed in front of major cinemas without any roadshows or promotions.

Every show was packed, with every seat filled, and the streets were deserted as everyone was there.

Everyone went to the cinema just to see for themselves this masterpiece that had the media and fans all over Asia completely bewildered, and to see how these seven geniuses put on such a spectacular performance.

The film's box office performance skyrocketed during its opening weekend, breaking the historical record for Chinese-language indoor drama films.

Inside the mansion, Liu Yuehua looked at the box office reports sent back by various cinema chains and couldn't stop smiling.

He captured the shock, doubt, anger, and joy of fans across Asia, breaking through the late-stage Qi Refining realm and directly advancing to the Divine Refining realm.

Just as Liu Yuehua stood up to go out to the banquet and celebrate with everyone by opening champagne and raising a glass.

The phone rang; it was Tian Zhuangzhuang calling.

"Yuehua, the Venice Film Festival's shortlist has been finalized. You can start preparing your visa application for Italy now."

Liu Yuehua's eyes lit up.

"Great news, Teacher Tian!"

"Don't be too happy yet," Tian Zhuangzhuang said in a low voice.

"China Film Group just held a meeting and announced an investigation report on Mr. Ma."

"They said the evidence for the corruption report was insufficient, and the signatures on the relevant receipts were forged."

"However, in order to protect his personal reputation, he was transferred to the Film Bureau, where his job was to be responsible for film approval."