Chapter 184 The Trembling Media

Hearing the three keywords "freedom, media, truth", the reporters in the audience were stunned and felt a little cold on their backs.

He just said that he would pay attention to social reality and try to make people think deeply...

Oh no, it's coming for us!

I haven't thought of a name yet and I don't plan to make money. Brother, you are not going to mess with us on a whim, are you?

You said that the media took things out of context, reversed right and wrong, manipulated information, and played with the masses?

I didn't mess with you, brother.

Although these things are not secrets, with his influence, making such a movie, all media will be scolded more or less.

Why don't you go back to shoot promotional videos. Take pictures of birds, flowers, guzheng and pipa.

The reporters looked at each other, and at this moment, Chen Xiao on the stage picked up the microphone again, "Don't be nervous, this is also a comedy."

The reporters complained in their hearts.

Comedy? No one believes your comedy.

If no one feels sad, they dare to eat noodles upside down!

Some media who love to talk nonsense at the scene and in front of the screen all shrank their heads and made up their minds secretly.

Be honest recently. Try not to eat the blood of others and so on... to avoid being scolded once the incident is reversed, and being scolded again when the movie is released.

Just when the reporters were complaining and uneasy in their hearts, the interview also entered the free questioning session.

The questions suddenly became fancy.

"Director Chen, "The Godly Chef Xiao Fugui" has achieved a good number of views on Kiwi Video. May I ask if you have any relationship or connection with Kiwi Video?"

"I am a member."

"If you were asked to choose between a passionate scene and a scumbag role, which one would you choose?"

"I am the boss, why do you ask me to choose one?"

"Director Chen, what is your skin care routine before going to bed?"

"Check your phone."

...

Listening to this live broadcast, netizens almost laughed.

"Brother, stop shooting comedies, just accept interviews, hahaha."

"I am dying of laughter. You are checking your phone before going to bed to enjoy the radiation, right?"

"Why don't you just do crosstalk?"

"I am looking forward to his sitcom, hahaha. Writing in your true colors, right?"

As the free question session came to an end, today's interview also came to an end.

The staff gave the reporters some small gifts for the New Year, and they went home with their overtime pay.

Chen Xiao walked to the parking lot, pressed the car key, opened the door, got into the car and yawned.

He has been on vacation for almost 20 days.

It's almost time to start working.

I will revise the script of "The Truman Show" on the fourth day of the Chinese New Year.

Wait until the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, which is the 22nd, as the screenwriter of "Home with Kids", I will find a director to take charge of the filming.

Then I will find international partners for "The Truman Show". He participated in the Venice Film Festival last year and accumulated a lot of connections, so I will make some money from it.

"Frozen" will have to wait a little longer, and the equipment purchased by the company has not arrived yet, so there is no rush.

In addition to the work of chief creative officer, he may also pay attention to talent training. But this is the responsibility of the screenwriter and director department, artist management department and other departments. At most, he can give lectures and give some advice.

That's about it. Next, focus on "The Truman Show" and use it to open a way out to the sea.

By the way, keep an eye on "Home with Kids" and the company's talent training.

When the equipment is in place and "Home with Kids" is on the right track, this part of the energy can be transferred to "Frozen".

After thinking about the future ideas, Chen Xiao started the car and drove out of the hotel back to the villa.

After a day of rest.

In the evening of the third day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Xiao put down the stylus, stretched, exported the picture, and clicked print.

Then he walked to the next room, took out a photo from the printer, took out a wooden photo frame and stuffed it in.

The wall at home is too empty.

Creative inspiration bursts, draw two pictures and hang them on the wall.

Looking at the 12-inch painting in his hand, which is slightly larger than A4 paper, Chen Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of me, I am full of artistic atmosphere!

He took the photo frame to the hall downstairs and hung it on the wall behind the sofa.

As soon as he hung it, he jumped off the sofa and saw Huoyun on the sofa looking at the painting and himself reflected in the glass, and then he made a sad cry that Chen Xiao had never heard him make, "Awoo--"

After howling, he jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs.

Chen Xiao was a little dazed. He seemed to see... sadness on the face of a cat?

Just then, a machine voice came from the direction of the gym, "Ah! It's too ugly!"

"Isn't it cute?" Chen Xiao looked at the butler robot and pointed at the painting and asked.

"If the master thinks it's cute, then it's cute. I guess Huoyun doesn't want to pass by the hall again."

Uh...

My mother also said it was ugly a few days ago. It seems that his aesthetics are too advanced.

Take it down, don't cause psychological trauma to Brother Cat. Hang it in the guest room.

Just after taking the painting down, the phone in his trouser pocket rang.

"Hello, Dad."

"Son, we're back."

Chen Xiao walked upstairs with the painting, "Didn't you go traveling?"

"Yeah, I went to Ice City, but was squeezed back."

"Ice City? You picked the most popular place, really good. By the way, if you two go home, there will definitely be a lot of relatives visiting. Doesn't mom want to take a few days off during the New Year? How about you stay at my place?"

"Okay, I'll go home and get my fishing gear bag and then I'll be there. Hang up."

Chen Xiao glanced at his phone with disdain.

The fish in the lake are unlucky again.

The next morning, when Chen Xiao went downstairs, he smelled the aroma of fried eggs wafting from the kitchen.

"Mom, where's my dad?"

"He went fishing."

"..."

No wonder people say that fishermen are the real NPCs in this world, and they are everywhere.

He was sighing and picking up the oranges on the coffee table, when his mother came out of the kitchen holding a spatula, "Chen Xiao, take the cat off the room. If you like it, can't you hang it in your own bedroom or study? Is it scary to hang it in the guest room? It's so ugly that I want to curse."

"Oh."

Chen Xiao threw the orange back into the fruit basket.

Forget it, artists are always misunderstood by the world.

Chen Xiao stood up and prepared to go upstairs to pick up the painting, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Usually, Huoyun would come to rub against him when he got up, but where's the cat today?

"Where's Huoyun?"

"I went fishing with your dad."

"I went out for a while and brought the cat back. I just lost weight and ate it again."

With that, Chen Xiao turned into the cloakroom, changed into a set of sportswear, walked out of the villa gate, and walked towards the lake 100 meters away.

The temperature was less than zero degrees, and the breath he exhaled instantly turned into white mist.

In such a cold day, Huoyun was not brought out, but tied up, right?

When he was about to reach the lake, he heard a scream from afar, "Cat thief! Give it back to me! This is my cat!"

Chen Xiao frowned slightly and walked forward quickly.

By the lake, the old man put Huoyun in the zipper of his shirt like a kangaroo, leaving the cat's head out.

Opposite him, a little boy pointed at Huoyun angrily and asked him to return the cat.

Chen Xiao walked to the tree by the lake, leaned against the tree trunk and smiled: "Little friend, this is my cat, did you recognize the wrong one?"

The little boy turned his head with his hands on his waist, looking angry and ready to argue with him.

But when his eyes met Chen Xiao, the anger on the child's face dissipated instantly. After two seconds of stunned, he ran to his side and asked with sparkling eyes: "You are...you are Uncle Chen Xiao?"

His appearance reminded Chen Xiao instantly of the little zombie emoticon package of "Little brother worships you".

"Call me brother."

The little boy seemed to see that he didn't deny it, and he jumped up excitedly.

"Brother Xiao, please sign for me. I'll give you the cat."

Tsk, you don't even want the cat after signing?

Chen Xiao looked at him carefully.

This kid looks a bit like the little girl who adopted Huoyun's mother and his brother. Did he recognize the wrong cat?

"Sign is fine, do you have paper?"

The little boy shook his head.

"I do." Dad took out a pen and paper from the fishing gear bag and handed it to Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao squatted down and signed his name quickly, "Here, my cat and your kitten should be from the same litter, you recognized the wrong one."

"It's okay, if you like, I'll give you mine too." The little boy smiled and put the signature carefully in his pocket.

"Okay, go home now."

"Brother, do you have a disc of Xiao Fugui? Can you lend it to me? I like Xiao Feidie so much. I also want to watch the reunion of Grandpa and Xiao Fugui, and watch 18 Golden Kitchen Utensils."

Chen Xiao frowned slightly.

If I lend it to you, you may have to bring a knife when you return the disc next time?

"I don't have it. I don't care about the follow-up work. You can go home and catch up slowly. On the eighth day of the first lunar month on the 22nd, there will be 8 episodes and the finale."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it! Thank you, brother Chen Xiao."

Chen Xiao waved goodbye to him, sighing in his heart, will a group of children cry loudly on the 22nd?

Probably not, they should just watch cooking, right?

Forget it, let it go.

Let them see the real world, which is much better than some disgusting TV series and cartoons.

...

After returning home and having breakfast, Chen Xiao went back to the study and turned on the computer.

I'm going to change the script, and my brain will be ruined if I rest any longer.

He opened the system and redeemed "The Truman Show" directly.

Chen Xiao took out two pieces of white paper from the bookshelf, picked up a pen and began to scribble.

No matter how advanced the technology is, it always feels the most comfortable to use paper.

Start localization!

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I guess some people haven't read it, the plot introduction is posted in the author's comments.

The comment limit is 300 words, so I will just summarize the important plot to prevent everyone from not knowing the story and being confused.

But to be honest, a simple summary is not very powerful. This is a bit like "Farewell My Concubine", both are art films, and 300 words summarize the plot. Many things cannot be shown. I will talk about it later.