He found that his addiction to cigarettes was getting worse recently.

He has been really miserable these past two days.

He was feeling very uncomfortable.

He finally made a word-of-mouth movie, and at the same time, the popularity in all aspects is not bad, it is quite good in all aspects...

He plans to use this wave to stabilize the popularity of his movie, and then promote it a little bit and do some activities to increase the box office...

He is ready for everything!

But!

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan suddenly appeared at this moment. Not only did he steal all the popularity without saying a word, but he almost fell out of the top five!

Damn it!

Does it still count as hot if it falls out of the top five?

Moreover, this did not leave him speechless!

What left him speechless was that he was actually beaten by his own people!

This feeling, this sadness...

Isn’t it enough to be sad about the Pacific Ocean?

"Ayuan...can we please stop taking advantage of our own people..."My Deskmate" has only been released for a few days...It will be very uncomfortable if you do this..."

"Sorry...I didn't mean to do this either..."

"Ayuan... you broke my mentality and I feel uncomfortable. Why are you having such a big scandal even though you are pretending to be cool?"

"Why……"

Fatty Wei looked at Lu Yuan deeply, then blew out a smoke ring.

Lu Yuan also looked at Fatty Wei.

He sighed deeply.

At this moment, he felt aggrieved and helpless, and at the same time a little embarrassed.

He never imagined that his very sincere monologue would cause such a huge response and make his reputation instantly infamous on the Internet.

He felt that he really was not such a person.

However, some things are true as our ancestors said. The more we describe them, the darker they become, and the more we describe them, the more helpless they become.

After looking at the various popularity on the Internet, Lu Yuan knew that it would be difficult for this popularity to fade away.

unless……

Fatty Wei can suddenly do something big.

but……

What big things can Fatty Wei do?

"Ayuan..."

"explain."

"This situation is quite embarrassing now. I want to make the movie "My Deskmate" more popular..."

"How?"

"Why don't you talk about your first love... I see that the discussions about your first love on the Internet are so vigorous, so I might as well put the script on you... Let's just say that Qian Zhong is based on your first love.

The script was written by the prototype, and you are not rumored to be having an affair with Vice President Wang, so just let Zhou Shuai write an article about telling stories through pictures..." After Fatty Wei finished smoking, he shook his head and finally thought of it.

Such a method.

Lu Yuan's enthusiasm was very strong.

Such a huge wave of enthusiasm would be quite a waste if you don’t make good use of it.

and……

Rubbing one's own heat is not called rubbing oneself.

"Forget it...my first love...this is so nonsense..."

Lu Yuan shook his head.

First love?

He doesn't even know who his first love is, so how can he talk about it?

And at this time, he was joking about his so-called first love hype, which...

Very uncomfortable.

He shook his head.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"How about I do some research on advertising..."

"Everyone is focusing on you. Is your advertising useful now?"

"Why don't we just say that our company is going to close down and let everyone come over and watch "My Deskmate"?"

"Fuck, you can come up with such an unscrupulous idea? Although it can bring in a lot of box office, it's too shameless... And no one believes it. Our company is booming now and you say it's bankrupt..."

"What should we do? How about you go out to the street and dance hula? I think the part you danced in "Westward Journey" was really OK, but it was really too cool..."

"Grass!"

midnight.

The moonlight was gradually obscured by clouds.

Two veterans of "remote" entertainment are staying in the office and whispering to each other.

They feel a little worried about the current popularity and how to convert this popularity into real box office.

However, after discussing for a long time, the two of them could not discuss anything, and finally they could only separate with yawns.

Anyway...

The result is that tomorrow Fatty Wei will go to Zhou Shuai, the little picture-watching prince, to discuss how to use the heat to promote "My Deskmate", while Lu Yuan will temporarily keep a low profile during the promotion period.

Low profile...

That's pretty good.

But when Fatty Wei walked out of the office door, Lu Yuan suddenly received a call.

After answering the phone, Lu Yuan looked slightly embarrassed.

"Director Wei..."

"What's wrong, Ayuan..."

"I may...not be able to keep a low profile."

"Why?"

"I might go to the Oscars... It seems... Brokeback Mountain and The Haunting of Hill House were nominated for awards."

"What? What nomination award? What does the winning of these two films have to do with you? Wait, could it be that the screenwriter of "Eleven" is..."

"Cough, cough..."

"Fuck!"

"What the hell... did you win two screenwriting nominations in one fell swoop?"

"Ahem, cough... Actually there is another award for Best Film and Television Music, and the song "Hotel California" also won..."

"..."

night.

A little cold.

Under the light.

Fatty Wei's face was so shocked that he even lost his mind.

As for Lu Yuan...

Lu Yuan became increasingly embarrassed.

"Brokeback Mountain" and "The Ghost Story" can be played with masks, but "Hotel California"...

What the hell! Everyone knows that he wrote "Hotel California" by himself!

this……

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to show off!

Lu Yuan suddenly...
Chapter completed!