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Volume One: The First Emergence Chapter 161: It¡¯s not the key point (Supplement 7.13)

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    In fact, Feng Min had been gloomy all morning, and when she saw the news from Yi.com, the female reporter's mood immediately sank to the bottom.  Feng Min couldn¡¯t help but look a little haggard after being so excited about the ¡°big news¡± that she stayed up all night. Looking at the news headlines on the computer screen, she felt a little dazed.  She finally understood what An Ran meant by "violent information". While she was happy that the little guy had a plan, was not being played by Oriental Film and Television, and even turned the army around, Feng Min also felt the same in her heart.  After several ups and downs, it was all gloomy in the end.  The female reporter really wanted to call her friend Li Xiao, the editor of TT Music, to complain. After all, they are both super fans of Enron and have many common topics. ????????????????????? As media professionals, the two of them have witnessed Enron¡¯s growth experience together, and they are really extremely experienced fans.  But in the end, Feng Min put down her cell phone, leaned back on her chair, and waved to the editor in the office, "Xiaomeng, please follow up on Enron's news and answer the incoming call. I'll go ahead and  Take a rest." Xiaomeng nodded, "Well, I'm doing it right now. Sister Feng, please take a nap." With resentment in his mind, Feng Min huddled in his chair, dragging his heavy eyelids, half asleep.  All she heard was the little editor calling softly in her ear.  "Sister Feng? Sister Feng?" "Is the manuscript ready? I won't read it, just send it out" As if talking in sleep, Feng Min rubbed the pillow on the back of the chair.  "Sister Feng, I have your phone number." The editor reached out and shook the chair.  "Hate", Feng Min snorted in her nose, "Just say that I'm not here, I went out for an interview I want to sleep." "Uh he said he is An Ran." "Didn't I say that.  Just say I don't" Suddenly, Feng Min sat up suddenly and looked at the editor's excited expression, "Who did you say?" "It's An Ran, he has a nice voice, and he's very gentle.  He said I wanted an autograph, and he immediately agreed, and even said he would deliver it to me by courier. Ha, Cong Cong and the others were so envious yesterday that they complained that An Ran was too low-key and rarely signed autographs or took photos" Xiao  The editor's face was red, and he followed Feng Min in small steps, chattering non-stop until Feng Min picked up the microphone.  The little editor just closed his mouth, stood next to him with a bounce, and put his little face close to her, his expression full of joy.  "Hello An Ran? Well, I saw Oh, it's okay, it's okay" The moment he heard An Ran's voice.  Feng Min's full of resentment disappeared in an instant, and her beautiful Danfeng eyes were shining with light, and she looked tired from not sleeping all night.  The little editor who listened for a while opened her mouth in surprise and blinked again and again. She heard clearly the words "I'm sorry" and "I'm really sorry" that came out of the microphone just now.  Feng Min's eyes couldn't help but be filled with envy.  I have long heard from other colleagues that Sister Feng has a good relationship with some artists in the industry, especially An Ran.  I originally thought that at most I was just a little familiar with him, because I was in this circle.  The media and artists have a symbiotic relationship that makes use of each other. They usually see each other without looking up, and no one will get too tense. Even if they go out to eat and sing together, most of them are just for fun.  How close is the relationship between a media person and an artist?  To be honest, I have never seen this young editor who has been in the industry for a year.  But after listening to these few conversations, especially An Ran's gentle explanation, and some exclusive news revealed later, the editor felt that she had become more upbeat today, and when she looked at Feng Min, she couldn't help but become a little admired      In fact, An Ran didn't know what happened until Sun Mingliang's phone number was called by reporters from various media within half an hour.  He turned on the Internet news of the day, and there was almost overwhelming news that the hottest new star in the music industry in 2013 would make his film directorial debut.  It was only then that An Ran knocked on the forehead with a wry smile on his face, "I just said that I seemed to have forgotten something" But fortunately, the news that various companies transferred from Yi.com was just from the reporting webpage of the General Administration of Information.  The movie information I saw, apart from simple information such as the production company, director, and screenwriter, there was no more detailed content.  Therefore, during the phone call with Feng Min, An Ran had an exclusive interview. An Ran did not have too many thoughts about the movie, the motivation for filming, the preparation process, the theme of the entire movie, and even the characters, etc.  Most reserved, almost all?Disclosed to Feng Min.  As for how Honglang.com will use this information to make news, An Ran is very confident in Feng Min. Even if Huaxia Brothers does not communicate much, as a senior media person, Feng Min can achieve the best publicity effect.  The two chatted for more than an hour before hanging up the phone.  "Xiaohu," Sun Mingliang opened the door and walked in. The handsome uncle's face was a little ugly, "Liu Jin called just now" After listening, An Ran's mouth twitched slightly. Sure enough, whether it was Liu Jin or Oriental Film and Television, their anger  It was completely conceivable, and the call to Sun Mingliang was also full of threats, but An Ran had already thought clearly about Oriental Film and Television's reaction, which was nothing more than the very old-fashioned methods in the entertainment industry.  "If it were other artists, they really couldn't underestimate the anger of Oriental Film and Television, but for An Ran, he really never cared about it.  "Ignore them," An Ran comforted Sun Mingliang while typing on the keyboard. After all, for people like Uncle Liang who have worked hard at the bottom of the entertainment industry for many years, the threats of these large companies are still very deterrent.  "Our initial goal has been achieved, and everyone will do their own thing later. Even if they know that we are borrowing chickens to lay eggs, Director Liu Da and Oriental Film and Television have nothing to do" The methods of these large companies are nothing more than that.  Several sets.  The most direct and effective first choice method is to block it, but don¡¯t be ridiculous.  An Ran is not a contracted artist of Oriental Film and Television like Chu Feng. After being promoted by the company, he signed a prostitution contract with sky-high liquidated damages. From now on, he must abide by the company's arrangements in everything.  The slightest disobedience will be immediately hidden, ranging from months to years, until time passes.  Your popularity has long been lost. Who still remembers whether you were a superstar or an actor?  As for what Liu Jin hinted when he threatened on the phone, the influence of Oriental Film and Television is enough to make it difficult for Enron to move forward in the film and television industry in the future. The most basic thing is that Oriental Film and Television can guarantee most of the big-budget films.  There would be no Enron role at all.  An Ran doesn¡¯t care about this even more. If it were any other artist, he would have panicked.  But as a reborn person, An Ran has resources that no one can imagine. If Oriental Film and Television really thinks that relying on this, they can make him bow his head.  It would be a big mistake to even give up on this movie.  As for the last point, An Ran smiled slightly, "Uncle Liang, the author of "The Legend of Wukong", is sitting right in front of you" "Huh?" Sun Mingliang blinked.  His complexion has softened a lot. The handsome uncle was not really frightened by Liu Jin's threat.  An Ran can be a newborn calf and not afraid of tigers, but he must think more carefully.  "No one knows the difference between these two movies or these two scripts better than me." An Ran glanced at the computer screen and pressed the send button. Seeing that the other party's profile picture on TT was gray, he stood up and sat down.  Opposite Sun Mingliang.  "He wants to sue for infringement? Then let him sue and we will take over. I really hope that Oriental Film and Television will make this matter bigger" I don¡¯t know how many film and television dramas with the theme of "Journey to the West" have been produced in the past few decades.  There are so many movies. The thirty-odd satellite TV stations in China alone have co-produced five or six versions.  Just because the names of several characters in "The Legend of Wukong" are similar.  According to the licensing contract for "The Legend of Wukong", "Westward Journey" with a completely different plot has no infringement at all. As the author of "The Legend of Wukong" and the script creator of "Westward Journey", no one knows this better than An Ran.  the difference.     so.  Any threat from Liu Jin is meaningless to An Ran and the Huaxia brothers.  Sun Mingliang's face was visibly relaxed, and he was completely relieved. He was just concerned and confused. It was not that what An Ran analyzed was unexpected to him, but he was a little confused for a moment.  The handsome uncle patted his forehead, smiled, and looked at An Ran with extremely satisfied eyes. The longer they got along, the characteristics displayed by An Ran made him feel more and more how correct his original decision was.  That kind of stability, careful consideration and planning that was beyond his age and should not be possessed by a seventeen-year-old kid, made him sigh with emotion again and again. Thinking about how old the big Anran in the family was, he was still doing it all day long.  With his irritable son, Sun Mingliang had no choice but to become jealous of his old friend again.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ Beijing Film and Television Academy, Building B, Dormitory Area, Room 503.  ¡°Xiaoyu, I¡¯ve made my schedule. I¡¯m going to interview for a peanut milk commercial tomorrow morning, and I¡¯ve made an appointment with a fashion model at the Baby.com store in the afternoon. The day after tomorrow is Ha! The day after tomorrow is the best, ¡°Super Teacher¡± is recruiting girls.??, it's Director Zhao's play. It would be great if we could get a role, preferably a role with a few lines, and it's almost 800 to 1,000 yuan a day I heard from the dormitory next door today.  Lin Fang said that there are so many students who plan to apply for this role" As she said that, Lin Xiuxiu began to hesitate in her tone, "There are so many people vying to be in the role There are more wolves than meat" One person muttered for a long time.  , Lin Xiuxiu saw that Lu Xiaoyu didn't respond and was just sitting in front of the notebook in a daze. Lin Xiuxiu puffed up her face and stepped forward unhappily. "What?"  I've been talking to you for a long time and you haven't even replied to me?  Your temper is getting worse, you!  " "I tell you, it's time to change your temper. Last time the stage manager said he would sleep with you, so we just ignored him. Don't we see this kind of thing too often?  He can't be shameless and always come to his side. It would be better for you to just slap her. From now on" "Lu!  Small!  fish!  Did you listen to me or not?  I said youhuh?  What's this?  " Lin Xiuxiu looked at Lu Xiaoyu's computer screen. When she saw a paragraph in the TT dialog box, she finally understood why Lu Xiaoyu was stunned. "Xiao Xiaoyu I read it right  This is" Lin Xiuxiu's face was filled with disbelief, and she opened her small mouth. Immediately afterwards, a high-pitched cheer sounded. Lu Xiaoyu jumped excitedly, turned around and hugged Lin Xiuxiu, and rubbed Lin Xiuxiu wantonly.  Little Face, ¡°He contacted me!  He contacted me, and I knew that he must still remember me" Lin Xiuxiu allowed her face to be rubbed, and blankly glanced at the computer screen, then looked at Lu Xiaoyu, who was laughing crazily, with a slurred tone.  Extremely powerless - "I'll shrink I'll tell you it's not the point"  PS: Let me continue to make up for it I'll finish it in two updates
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