Django was drinking coffee in the VIP room of Wanda Cinema, looking down the aisle from time to time.

The aisles are noisy and very noisy.

He frowned.

Contrary to expectations, the movie had been playing for nearly an hour, but Django did not see the audience in the "Struggle" screening room curse and leave one after another, nor did it cause much commotion.

A confused emotion arose in his heart.

He turns on the computer...

Many people are already criticizing "Struggle", but these ordinary trolls' scolding "Struggle" will not have any impact at all and will not expand the scope.

He clicked on the profile pictures of several well-known film critics on Weibo.

It is a pity that those well-known film critics did not post the articles they had written as agreed. Not only did they not post them, even the "own people" who came out at the beginning did not come out again after entering the screening room.

What happened to them?

He dialed a number, but strangely no one answered the phone. When he called the second time, the phone had been turned off.

"what happened?"

He felt vaguely uneasy.

As time passed little by little, that uneasy mood began to turn into anxiety, and he found that more and more things were beyond his control...

The door to the VIP room opened, and Cao Bangguo walked in from the outside.

"Uncle Cao..."

"Zhou Yilin didn't follow the script you told him, did he?" Cao Bangguo sat next to Jiang Ge, looking at the fans coming and going below, and sighed: "Zhou Yilin is an old fox who has both sides, a wallflower, and he looks powerful over there.

It depends on which side, since he was young, he has always adhered to the principle that neither side will offend... When Zhou Yang won the Oscar, he took the application form for vice president more actively than anyone else, and even went to pick up the plane himself, for fear that

If it's too late, you'll lose that incense and love...this little trick..."

"Uncle Cao, since you knew this, why did you still help me act in this play? You even did everything as I said, without any intention of reminding me?" Jiang Ge felt a little frustrated, but his eyes still showed confusion and confusion.

confused.

"Immature strategies must be matured through practice, and failure will make a deep impression. Now that you think about it, do you know what you didn't do well?"

"I was too eager to add fuel to the flames..." Jiang Ge lowered his head, his eyes flashing gloomily.

"Yes! At the same time, you still underestimate Zhou Yilin, an old fox. But don't worry, he doesn't know who is doing this secretly. He only knows that many people in the association are already dissatisfied with his behavior..."

"Um."

The two chatted for a while, and then continued to look at the corridor downstairs.

"Uncle Cao, what happened in the screening room of "Struggle"? The documentary he shot in such a short time is said to be shoddy, but why..."

"Zhou Yang is a very talented person, but it's a pity..." Cao Bangguo did not answer Jiang Ge's doubts, but sighed quietly, with a bit of regret in his heart.

Django was all too familiar with this look.

That was the regret of not pulling Zhou Yang into his camp.

A strong reluctance suddenly flashed through his heart, and an emotion called jealousy surged in his heart. He asked himself that he was much better than Zhou Yang. In his heart, Zhou Yang was just a person who could only do propaganda and engage in various activities.

A dirty director who uses gimmicks...

No, you can’t be called a director at all!

"What on earth did he take?"

"I don't know. Do you want to go take a look?"

"I..." Jiang Ge met Cao Bangguo's eyes, but he finally shook his head and maintained his stubbornness: "I won't go!"

Cao Bangguo didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Ge.

I don't know why, but my eyes are no longer as appreciative as before.

The investment in "Machine Man" is huge, and judging from the current trend, it is estimated that it will not be a hit.

"Someone came out, huh? Why did he come out crying?"

……………………

In the screening room.

Zhou Yang's female fans shed tears.

Because we only set up a camera position and only used a mobile phone for temporary recording, there were some blurry images on the screen.

Vaguely, they could see Zhou Yang trembling and paralyzed beside the coffin. However, Zhou Yang's other hand kept hitting the injured area, and blood seeped out from between the temporarily bandaged clothes.

"He's using pain!"

"He's using pain to keep himself from fainting..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Pain is naturally effective!

They saw Zhou Yang's body trembling, and finally he forced himself to stretch his hand out to the other side.

He is connecting the circuit.

The sound of breathing was heavier than ever before, and every breath affected everyone's heart.

Under the shadow, his body was shaking irregularly.

You can feel the strong desire to survive through the screen.

Ba Liming was shocked inside.

He suddenly realized that all movies serve the purpose of reality.

Only with a sense of reality can you have a sense of immersion, and only with a sense of immersion can you truly experience the content in the movie.

There are no tricks, no exaggerated shots, as simple as a child who has just learned to take videos.

But precisely because of this, "Struggle" is even more impactful.

One or two female fans couldn't bear the feeling of oppression and left the screening room covering their mouths, but they didn't leave for long before they came back again.

Behind them were a few people who sneaked in. They were halfway through watching other movies. They saw the girls in the "Struggle" screening room crying and talking about how they felt sorry for their brothers, and then they walked in out of curiosity...

The staff ignored them and continued to stare at the screen, not wanting to miss any detail.

Not long after they walked in, they instantly heard cheers from the entire screening room. Several fans even stood up and cheered for Zhou Yang on the screen. Two female fans even hugged excitedly...

…

Those viewers who just walked in were a little confused, especially after seeing the screen with the A.V quality of the island country, they felt that it was really shoddy.

However, they still chose to watch it.

The image was so unbearable that the quality of the picture, which seemed to have been taken with a mobile phone, gradually became clearer after the entire coffin was powered on.

on the screen.

Zhou Yang's face was very pale due to blood loss, but after breathing fresh air, Will Smith was also revived by Zhou Yang. The two people who survived the disaster were talking about how to escape next, and everything seemed to be heading towards

Good place to go.

However, despair is often hidden in hope...

"boom!"

There was another huge explosion above.

The entire big screen shook again, and the light that finally came on went out again...

There was a scream in the screening room!

Many people covered their mouths.

Despair, hope, despair again...

……………………

An Xiao was trembling.

Her heart was hanging in a knot.

The picture on the screen began to look a little blurry.

The yellow sand crazily invaded the coffin. In the oppressive and claustrophobic space, the remaining oxygen became less and less and thinner.

She saw Zhou Yang took out his mobile phone and was struggling to send text messages.

An Xiao thought of the text message she suddenly received.

Zhou Yang, it turned out that he sent me this text message in such a desperate environment.

She covered her mouth and couldn't wipe away her tears.

She saw the coffin shake again, and the mobile phone she gave to Zhou Yang was smashed into pieces.

It turns out that it's not that he didn't reply...
To be continued...