Disaster Artist

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"director!"

"director!"

"director!"

The deafening shouts raged in the auditorium, almost toppling the roof of the dome theater, but the protagonist of the shouting did not respond, only the surging sound continued to collide and burn.

Others didn't know, but Cheng Jun saw it. When the subtitles were scrolling, the director had already left the theater first and left quietly.

Aware of Cheng Jun's gaze, Lu Qian made a "shush" at him. Cheng Jun didn't think much at that time, he thought the director was preparing to go on stage or going to the bathroom.

until now.

Cheng Jun has a feeling that the director doesn't seem to be coming back.

"...Aqian, are you sure? You heard it too? They are calling the director, this is your moment, don't you want to go on stage to receive your own praise?"

Ji Xu looked at Lu Qian and had to ask again.

Lu Qian's footsteps did not go far. He was standing not far from the back door of the dome theater. He could clearly hear the heavy noises coming from the projection hall.

"Applause is the best compliment. There's no need to listen to those rainbow farts. I'm worried that I'm getting too arrogant. You know my arrogance is about to overflow. If we continue, maybe It's going to explode."

Looking at Lu Qian and still thinking about joking, Ji Xu shook his head helplessly, "Is it really necessary to make the movie return to the audience?"

The premiere did not arrange post-screening interviews. In fact, it was still the same idea, avoiding the film crew as the focus. The protagonist tonight should be the film and the audience.

Lu Qian laughed, "Do you know what the best promotional effect is for a movie?"

A lot of big studios always think that publicity and slogans are what matters.

Therefore, after the premiere, the directors and actors are always asked to repeat over and over how hard the film was, how rare the finished film is, and how excellent the quality of the film is; even the audience who attended the premiere were asked to give more Praise, and even forced the audience to write a good review on Qingzhu, hoping to "deceive" the audience with such a score, so that the "scoring culture" of the fan circle was born.

But the fact is that excellent works can speak after all. How much water is there in those praises? The audience has their own judgment. After time has settled, everything will be revealed. Whether it is a mule or a horse, it will reveal its true shape.

Scoring is not only ineffective, but also destroys the audience's trust in the movie's ratings, and even loses trust in the crew, and ultimately loses the entire industry.

"Movie." Lu Qian showed a confident expression, "Actually, whether it is rated by professional film critics or rated by ordinary audiences, the movie itself will not deceive people."

"Compared to the media's rendering and the company's publicity, this moment is the best reward for the film, those applauding, cheering, excitement and excitement."

"When the movie is over, can't wait to tell your favorite people that you saw a great movie tonight; or are excited to share with your best friend, this is a movie you should definitely not miss movie; or having a heart-warming discussion with a stranger next door who is watching a movie together, what is there to praise about this movie.”

"These moments, these emotional resonances and connections, are the best publicity for a movie."

Ji Xu didn't speak, just listened to Lu Qian's words quietly, he could feel the happiness that Lu Qian radiated from the inside out, as if the night wind had become warmer, and the bleak and cold in winter had become unimportant.

"Student Ji, let the movie go to the audience and let them enjoy the night."

After speaking, Lu Qian turned around and took a step forward, striding forward, as can be seen from the brisk steps and the tall and straight shadow, tonight, he was very happy and very happy.

Ji Xu hesitated for a while, but didn't say anything after all, and then followed.

"Aqian, why don't we go for supper?"

"Night supper? Okay, okay!"

The moonlight is hazy, the scenery is just right.

The shouting inside the Dome continued for a while, and then the audience finally realized that tonight's premiere might really be different, and the director shouldn't show up.

However, tonight everything seemed so unique, from the light and shadow gallery to the actors' appearance, each link revealed a difference, and unknowingly, the audience did not realize that they had become the only protagonist. The connection became the most special chemistry of the night.

Gradually, the shouting subsided.

Soon, the audience has discovered a new target.

Kun Dabin.

"Director Dabin, what do you think of tonight's movie?"

"The best of the year, no, the best of the decade."

"Director Da Bin, what do you think of Director Lu Qian?"

"From today, we are friends."

Obviously, Kun Dabin is already familiar with such a scene. He is indeed a veteran who often haunts dome theaters and film festivals, and he still answers questions with ease even in the midst of the surging crowd.

Kun Dabin not only did not hide his love for "raid", but also tried his best to use exaggerated words. Every response can stir up a thousand waves, and the rustling reactions of the surrounding audience are also very lively.

In this regard, Kun Dabin was not satisfied, and he was ready to quarrel with the audience at the scene.

"What? What's all the fuss about? Don't you agree? Isn't this a masterpiece? Why don't you like it, but discuss it with me."

That posture has the appearance of rolling up his sleeves and fighting for 300 rounds, and it really lives up to its reputation.

Just when Guan Zhou looked at Director Kun Dabin curiously, he hesitated in his mind whether to go forward and ask for an autograph, and was interrupted by a commotion.

In the next second, Guan Zhou found that he was unknowingly trapped in the encirclement, just like a Tang monk who entered the Pansi Cave - the difference lies in gender. This "Pansi Cave" has both men and women, and it is very lively and crowded. .

At this time, the audience gradually realized that the baby face in front of them was the heroic Artest on the big screen with firm eyes~www.novelmt.com~ all of them were as excited as chicken blood, since they could not find the director , then it is good to contain the male protagonist.

boom!

Guan Zhou was a little flustered. No one knew when he attended the red carpet at night. It was just the audience's mentality. Why is he suddenly surrounded now?

Guan Zhou didn't know how to deal with it, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He was worried that he wouldn't master his strength and accidentally broke some arm, so he could only try his best to show a smile and politely agree to everyone's request:

Autographs, group photos, handshakes, hugs, all are not a problem.

However, this is just the tip of the iceberg of the Dome Cinema. In other corners, even if there is no Kun Dabin or Guanzhou, it will have no effect, because the audience is discussing the movie with their hands and mouths splashing, and even pressing Unable to bear the excitement, he imitated Artest and began to gesture on the spot.

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