Huayu became famous overnight

Chapter 142: You are too young to play word games
Beijing.

Popular Studio.

This was the first paparazzi team established in the mainland.

The core members are two people, namely Zhuo Wei, the number one paparazzi in mainland China, and Feng Ke, the number one photo paparazzi in mainland China.

One is good at writing, the other is good at taking candid photos, they can be said to be both talented in literature and martial arts.

Although it has only been established for three years, it has made great achievements in the entertainment industry.

"How's the filming going over there, Master Zhang?" Zhuo Wei asked.

In front of him was his partner Feng Ke, who had just returned from Spring City, exhausted.

"It's worthless."

Feng Ke said helplessly, putting down the camera and said, "In the past, when Zhang Dapao was in charge, Master Zhang's crew was on high alert, and any photo they took would become news."

"Now it's Qiming Entertainment, which wants to hold press conferences every day and let anyone take pictures of them. It's boring."

They can only make a profit and get a sense of accomplishment by shooting things that others cannot shoot.

An open-armed crew like the one for "Dear" is actually contrary to their needs.

"Master Zhang and Gong Li are fine?" Zhuo Wei asked doubtfully.

"The two of them basically never meet, and to be honest, this is all old news. How many viewers really care?" Feng Ke said.

"What about Xu Ming? Didn't he do anything else? This guy doesn't look like a vegetarian." Zhuo Wei asked unwillingly.

"No, that guy was pretty close to Hao Qi. I watched them for several days, but nothing happened. The woman flirted with him a lot, and the man was like Liu Xiahui. But it seems that the guy surnamed Xu took two days off and went back before I left."

Feng Ke paused, then turned to the other party and asked, "How is your side?"

"What else can I do? They are just small things, but I find that the Internet is indeed an emerging media platform."

Zhuo Wei became excited when he mentioned this. "Take Weibo, which was recently launched by Sina, for example. Its daily active users are very high and its influence is greater than that of the newspapers with the highest circulation today."

"If we can build accounts on several platforms, it means we have our own voice channels. Take Li Guangjie's commission as an example. The effect was beyond my expectation."

You have to know that Hao Qi is also a second-tier artist, and the other party had no power to fight back under their online offensive.

For a studio like theirs that has no newspaper backing, the Internet is a powerful weapon.

"Brother Zhuo, there have been a lot of articles about Hao Qi appearing on various platforms recently. Is it possible that the guy surnamed Li has hired someone again?" the subordinate shouted.

Zhuo Wei raised his eyebrows, feeling a little unhappy.

It is obviously enough for their family, so it is better to give all the spare money to them.

It seems that the price is still lower.

He walked over and took a look at the article his subordinates had retrieved.

The whole article is about the lives of Hao Qi and Li Moujie, how the woman is strong and the man is weak, and how the woman is superior to the man.

It is filled with thick street literature.

The netizens below also spoke up for Li Guangjie.

They said that if it were them, they would have probably given up long ago.

"Our ally has some tricks up his sleeve. Similar copywriting can be seen on various platforms. The response has been good and it has won the sympathy of netizens. This is an angle we didn't think of at first." said the subordinate.

Zhuo Wei did not answer and his expression became serious.

He pushed his subordinates aside, took control of the mouse, and started reading articles on other platforms.

Same routine, same comments.

Everything seems to be fine and the situation is very good.

But he just felt something was wrong.

When they were following Zhang Guoli, the latter was filming "Golden Wedding". After work, Zhang Guoli and Shen Aojun drove home separately.

Zhuo Wei at that time was the same as he is now. He intuitively felt that there was something fishy going on, so he ran to the door of Shen Aojun's house and waited.

An hour later, Zhang Guoli entered Shen's house and came out more than 50 minutes later.

He was caught red-handed.

Afterwards, Zhang Guoli thought that it was reporter Shen Lianhe's hype, so he was particularly cold to him in the crew.

"what happened?"

Marco noticed something was wrong with his partner and stepped forward to ask.

"There's something wrong with these copywritings." Zhuo Wei said in a deep voice. Hearing this, his subordinates sat up straight, staring at the articles on the screen with wide eyes, but they couldn't find any problems no matter how hard they looked.

"You mean someone set this up on purpose?"

Marco has also worked his way up in the media industry and is well aware of the tactics used by his peers.

"Well, the article is too biased towards Li Guangjie, and the image created for the latter is too unrealistic and can be easily exposed," said Zhuo Wei.

This means that as long as the other party turns their guns around, the established image can be destroyed in minutes.

"So what do we do now?"

Marco didn't ask the other party's reason, he trusted his old partner's judgment.

Even though Li Guangjie's commission did not seem very important to the studio, it was not a reason for them to give up resistance.

On the contrary, in their opinion.

Knowing that Fengxing Studio is behind them, he still dares to rush into them. Is he trying to show off his power by stepping on their corpses?

"When were these articles first published?" Zhuo Wei asked calmly.

"Three days ago." said the subordinate.

"It should still be in time. Notify our co-writers and have them immediately write more exaggerated and outrageous articles based on the style of this article. Doesn't he want to create the image of Li Guangjie? Let us help him create it more thoroughly." Zhuo Wei sneered.

It's a bit naive to play word games with him.

"The more exaggerated the article is, the more skeptical netizens will be. This is a smart move, giving the enemy a taste of their own medicine." Marco gave a thumbs up.

"I want to know who is behind this now." Zhuo Wei said, touching his chin.

"The circle is so small, the truth should come out soon." Marco said.

……

A sneeze!

Xu Ming sneezed and rubbed his nose.

Which girl thinks of herself?

"Be careful and don't catch a cold." Master Zhang noticed something was wrong and reminded.

In addition to concern, he was mainly worried that the other party would fall ill and affect the progress of the crew.

After all, in two weeks, the other party will join the crew of "Big Laugh in the Rivers and Lakes" again.

"I understand." Xu Ming nodded.

"When you returned to Beijing this time, how did you discuss the theme song? What did Wang Fei say?" asked Master Zhang.

"She's been busy with her concerts lately, so she turned it down, and the style of the song doesn't suit her."

Xu Ming paused, "So I plan to sing it myself."

"You can sing it, too. My daughter really likes your song 'Let's Go'."

Master Zhang didn't care too much. His films have always won with pictures and content, and music has always been an add-on.

"Really? I haven't heard Sister Zhang Mo mention it." Xu Ming said in surprise.

Zhang Guoshi's daughter was the editor in "Three Guns". On the day when Sun Honglei and Xiao Shenyang had a fight, the other party was also present in the KTV.

In the crew of "Dear", Zhang Guoshi originally wanted to arrange for his daughter to be the assistant director to brush up her qualifications, but because Gong Li joined, she was transferred back to the position of editor.

"Ahem, are you very familiar with Zhang Mo?" Master Zhang asked casually when he heard the intimate address of Sister Zhang Mo.

"It's okay. We don't meet very often. You are my uncle and she is my sister." Xu Ming said casually.

"Oh, that's right, you can just treat each other as siblings." said Master Zhang.

It was not until Master Zhang walked away that Xu Ming suddenly reacted.

What the hell does that mean? Who do you think you are?
If someone said that he was worried about him and Gong Li, he reluctantly admitted it, and his daughter was also worried.

The key is that it’s as if he looks down on himself.

Is your reputation that bad?
“That’s really good.”

Xu Ming shook his head, took out his cell phone, and sent a text message to Xiao Yuan, intending to vent his anger on Fengxing Studio.

【Xu Ming: Let’s get started.】

【Madoka: Got it.】

(End of this chapter)