This director is vindictive.

Chapter 409 Let me give you a reason!
The popularity of "The Last Transfer in the Northern Desert of the Tang Dynasty" soared, perfectly taking over the previous traffic.

The key is that netizens were extremely engaged.

However, while some are happy, others are sad. Chen Mo's side is quite satisfied with utilizing this wave of traffic.

However, Feng Dagang on the other side was certainly not satisfied.

After all, all that previous fuss was ultimately for the purpose of promoting the movie, but now problems have arisen.

Although the publicity was effective, the problem was that Chen Mo suddenly announced he was going to make a new movie at this time, and even a fool could guess who he was targeting.

Even though he was very confident in his film, he now genuinely regretted provoking Chen Mo. After all, if Chen Mo were to compete with him in terms of scheduling, Chen Mo's fame and achievements would surely steal a lot of resources.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret it now.

However, Chen Mo was also in a real bind right now, as the very thing Zhao Liying had teased him about had actually happened.

Zhang Yuqi, that fierce woman, came rushing over immediately after seeing the news.

Zhang Yuqi stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes red with anger: "Wedding promotional videos are supposed to be romantic and sweet, but you, instead, are going to film something about white-haired veterans and tragic scenes in a lonely city! What will happen to the atmosphere of our wedding if your mind is full of tragic plots?"

After all, wedding promotional videos are supposed to be festive, the more festive the better. But Chen Mo did something else, making a movie that's obviously a tearjerker and tragic film. Although the movie probably won't be released anytime soon, making a movie like this, even in the preparation stage, will definitely involve emotional investment. And then what?
A tragic ocean wedding?
Zhao Liying, standing to the side, was simply enjoying the spectacle and watching the drama unfold.

“I told him before, but he wouldn’t listen!” Zhao Liying added fuel to the fire.

Chen Mo glared at her, annoyed.

Hearing about Zhao Liying's flowers made Zhang Yuqi feel even more upset.

Seeing this, Chen Mo quickly put down the tablet, stood up, took her hand, and said softly, "Yuqi, don't be anxious. Let me explain—"

Chen Mo gently pressed her down onto the sofa, squatted down to be at eye level with her, and said, “Filming this movie and preparing for the wedding don’t conflict at all. You see, the wedding promotional video takes a warm and cozy approach, while this movie has a sense of historical weight. I can distinguish between the two emotions.”

However, his explanation clearly did not satisfy Zhang Yuqi.

Seeing Zhang Yuqi still pursing her lips, he smiled, took out his phone, and opened the calendar: "Besides, pre-production for the movie will take at least three months, and actual filming won't start until after this wedding promotional video. I promise you—"

He held up three fingers: "First, the wedding planning will be prioritized; second, we'll update you on the progress of the wedding promotional video daily; third..."

He suddenly lowered his voice and leaned close to her ear: "Tonight I'll take you to that underwater restaurant you've been talking about for the past two weeks, so you can experience an underwater wedding in advance, how about it?"

Zhang Yuqi's tense face finally relaxed, but she still deliberately turned her head away: "Who knows if you'll suddenly have a burst of inspiration while looking at the menu and imagine the steak sauce as the bloody sands of the northern desert?"

Chen Mo smiled slightly at her words.

However, just as one problem was subsiding, another arose.

Suddenly a voice echoed softly.

"Yes, her wedding promotional video will be released on Qixi Festival. Your lonely city is filled with blood and tears. Is it going to be a grand wedding of an empress, a rebellion by rebels, and a bloodbath in Chang'an?"

Chen Mo's smile froze instantly, not realizing that Fan Binbin had also run over at some point.

She had clearly heard his desperate attempts to appease Zhang Yuqi. Good grief, one problem after another, Chen Mo felt utterly overwhelmed.

"Come on, keep making things up! It doesn't affect Yu Qi's side, but what about me?" Fan Binbin walked over in her high heels and sat down opposite Chen Mo. Fan Bingbing's aura was immediately on full display. Her eyes were playful, yet full of murderous intent as she looked at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo felt that things were really too difficult for him.

How the hell do I fool them?

And this one isn't as easy to fool as Zhang Yuqi, that fierce woman!

Chen Mo's eyes darted around, but he couldn't think of a way to explain it.

Chen Mo looked to Zhao Liying for help, but Zhao Liying, that woman, refused to help him. She crossed her arms, shrugged, and looked like she couldn't save him either.

Chen Mo looked at Zhang Yuqi again, but the tiger-like woman was smiling at him, then looked at Fan Binbin and said, "Hmm, why are you looking at me? It's not like I asked you to take the picture."

“I have plenty of time to wait for you today. Tell me when you’ve finished writing. Hmm, I believe our Director Chen’s storytelling ability is top-notch. Maybe you can convince me?” Fan Binbin said leisurely to Chen Mo.

What the hell do we do?

Chen Mo's mind began to race as he carefully searched for common ground between "The Great Tang Dynasty in the Northern Desert" and the wedding promotional video.

Suddenly, Chen Mo took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, and he stood up and sat down next to Fan Binbin.

He reached out and put his arm around her waist. Fan Binbin didn't dodge; instead, she turned her head and looked at Chen Mo with her big, expressive eyes.

He was implying that this wasn't over until he gave a convincing explanation or a good reason to convince him. Chen Mo had already anticipated this, so he wasn't flustered at all. He said seriously, "Listen to me—the essence of both 'The Great Tang Desert' and the wedding is about 'perseverance'!"

He picked up his tablet and found a still of the white-haired soldier from the TV series "The Last Transfer in the Northern Desert of the Tang Dynasty": "Look at these soldiers. For forty years, from their youth to old age, they have always upheld their oath to the Tang Dynasty."

Chen Mo felt incredibly clever!
How could you even think of that!

He continued, "And isn't a wedding also about upholding a promise of love for a lifetime?"

Zhao Liying was a little confused. Was this even possible?
Zhang Yuqi was also taken aback by Chen Mo's words, feeling that something was off, yet they also seemed to make a lot of sense.

After all, a wedding is also a vow to be kept, isn't it?

"Look at these white-haired soldiers. When they went to war, they were all young men, in the prime of their youth, and they have remained steadfast in their duty for forty years."

Chen Mo continued to "make up" along the lines of his thought process!
Fan Binbin raised an eyebrow, about to retort, when Chen Mo suddenly clicked on the most tear-jerking scene in the short film—a close-up of the veteran trembling as he caressed the letter from home: "I think this shot could be mirrored in the wedding promotional video. When the vow scrolls are unfurled at the wedding ceremony, the scene would overlap with the veteran unfurling his military newspaper."

"Once the audience watches the movie and then looks back at the wedding scene, they'll understand—"

He gazed into Fan Binbin's eyes and said softly, "From the lone army of the Tang Dynasty to us today, there are some things that time can never break. Isn't that more epic than simply showering people with sweetness?"

Seeing Fan Binbin's expression soften, Chen Mo pressed his advantage: "Hmm, I've even thought of a scene transition. We can give the white-haired soldiers a memory of the past, for example, a soldier who made a vow before going to war to get married when he returned, but unfortunately he can never go back. We can let him dream about the scene of getting married to his childhood sweetheart;

Even more extreme, we could show that when they set off on their expedition, someone in Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, was getting married.
Their final shouts of "Long live the Tang Dynasty!" echoed the cheers as you tossed your bouquet.

Chen Mo threw out all his ideas, regardless of whether they were reasonable or not, just to get through this hurdle first.

"Don't you think that using extreme tragedy to highlight extreme happiness is the highest form of romance?"

"We could even add an Easter egg, like a soldier in the Anxi army who keeps a bronze mirror that his wife gave him when he went to war. It was the bronze mirror from their wedding day, and the words 'May we stay together forever' are engraved on the back of the mirror."

Chen Mo spoke almost without thinking; as for whether he would actually write it that way, well, we'll see when the time comes.

Anyway, for now, he can say, "That's what I think."

Fan Binbin finally burst out laughing and poked his forehead with her fingertip: "You rascal! Only you could come up with such a despicable idea as packaging tear gas as a wedding surprise."

"Alright, I know you probably came up with these scenarios to appease me, but you've passed." Fan Binbin looked at Chen Mo's anxious expression.

Actually, she wasn't really angry; it's just that making a fuss is part of how you get along.

She definitely wanted to show how much she valued the wedding.

Zhang Yuqi and Zhao Liying exchanged a glance.

They both saw astonishment in each other's eyes.

Clearly, none of them expected that Chen Mo would pass the test so easily.

And it sounds pretty cool!
In fact, Fan Binbin knew perfectly well that Chen Mo was just using her fame, but she liked seeing him like that.

After all, you see, if Chen Mo didn't care about them, he wouldn't need to say so much, let alone come up with such a seemingly plausible idea.

Having dealt with the two women in the backyard, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Chen Mo actually had some other ideas about adapting "The Last Transfer in the Northern Desert of the Tang Dynasty" into a movie.

He's planning to do something different.

This was actually inspired by netizens.

Since everyone enjoys the sense of participation so much, he simply released the film and allowed everyone to truly participate.

He shared his thoughts with them.

Fan Binbin looked at Chen Mo with amazement, truly admiring his ingenious ideas.

"This idea is fantastic. In fact, the preparation and filming of film and television works are still quite mysterious to ordinary netizens, let alone giving them a sense of participation."

"So, your idea is really creative! But how do you plan to do it?" Fan Binbin asked curiously.

Zhao Liying and Zhang Yuqi both looked at Chen Mo with curiosity.

"Actually, quite a few netizens have already participated, haven't they?" Chen Mo held up his tablet and scrolled through the comments section of his Weibo post.

“Look, from the very beginning of choosing the subject matter, it was suggested by netizens. Then, as for the male lead, didn’t the netizens suggest that Zhang Yi play the role of the veteran of the Tang Dynasty? And Huang Bo should play the role of the deserter? So I will grant their request.”

(End of this chapter)