Disaster Artist

"Director, what do you think about the Tao Ran incident?"

Gurgling.

Gurgling.

With the appearance of the first question, the scorching hot eyes of the audience all swarmed towards Lu Qian. The scalding heat wave penetrated under the skin along the pores, as if the sound of blood boiling could be heard.

Even Zeng Yuanwen, Li Wenzhen and Roger all looked at Lu Qian on stage.

A faint smile appeared in Lu Qian's eyes. Not only was he not nervous, but he also seemed to feel that the scene in front of him was full of joy.

"Who?"

Lu Qian replied, with sincere confusion.

Is this... too fake? How could Lu Qian not know Tao Ran? But Lu Qian's expression was so sincere and sincere that the reporters at the scene couldn't help but hesitate.

The reporter who asked the question could not help but paused, and he added his own question again.

"One of the two male protagonists of last year's hit TV series 'Will Enter the Wine'? One of the final debut group members of the cosmic boy Jiujiu Jiu?"

The tone behind each modifier is slightly raised, trying to awaken Lu Qian's memory, but the problem is that Lu Qian's eyebrows are always slightly frowned, and the blankness and confusion in his eyes are like a blank sheet of paper, as if he has never heard of it. Any of the above is generally—

Not "as if", but really never heard of it.

To be honest, Lu Qian really had never heard of Tao Ran's works, so that he had no idea how Tao Ran became the leader of the traffic niche.

Of course, Lu Qian is also not interested, because the traffic niche students have to shuffle the cards every two years, and there are no works left:

For example, Dong Lingxiao, who was red to purple two years ago, is still working hard, but he can hardly be seen in the hot traffic search.

For another example, Shi Lei, a new generation of traffic, is also rising strongly in an all-round way, and it seems that the position of Tao Ran has been threatened. This is why the Tao Ran team attaches so much importance to this Weihai Film Festival.

Therefore, when the reporter listed a series of works at this time, Lu Qian's mind was really a blank sheet of paper——

Suddenly Lu Qian realized that the original owner himself was an idol singer, and he should be familiar with traffic, but the problem is that there are hardly any traces of these names and works in the original owner's memory. It seems that the original owner's spare time is all used for After watching a movie, I really have no interest in traffic.

Involuntarily, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of Lu Qian's mouth.

However, in the eyes of reporters, it turned into a light mockery and banter.

"'Youth in the sky'? 'I have you for the rest of my life'? 'Immortal life'? 'His Royal Highness'?"

One, another, the reporter tried hard to awaken Lu Qian's memory, but Lu Qian was still confused, and then Lu Qian raised his hand to stop the very hard-working reporter.

Lu Qianzhan showed a polite smile and spread his hands.

"Sorry, as far as I know, we don't have such an actor on the crew."

Reporter: ... This sentence is cruel enough!

Not only did he change the topic and return to the "tourist", but also there was a contempt and contempt in his tone, completely disdainful to mention Tao Ran.

If Lu Qian knew the feelings of the reporters, he would have sang "Dou E's Injustice", because he really had never heard of those works and had no impression at all.

Moreover, didn't the reporters find that Lu Qian has been using words carefully, and he definitely didn't find that he planned to yell at those traffic fans for 300 rounds:

He was afraid, afraid to argue with the illiterate.

"I believe that he is an excellent actor, otherwise he would not have appeared in so many works, and I also believe that these works must be very exciting, otherwise the reporters would not be as familiar. But unfortunately, I don't know him yet. ."

Reporter: I think you are connoting Tao Ran - those traffic works, to be honest, only "Jianjinjiu" really detonated the Internet, which also made Tao Ran, but other than that, only Tao Ran's fans are in other works. Brushing the data, other ordinary viewers are not watching at all, including reporters.

Lu Qian: I swear, I didn't.

The atmosphere in the press conference hall was a little subtle. Looking at Lu Qian, who was smiling, the reporters felt that they were facing a great devil in the world.

Then, finally a reporter couldn't bear it any longer, ready to tear off Lu Qian's hypocritical mask.

"Yesterday at Weihai Airport..."

The reporter directly told the story of the future. Although the words were still a little vague, the meaning was "Do you still have your face and open your eyes to talk nonsense and stress that you don't know Tao Ran?"

The smile in Lu Qian's eyes not only did not change, but it also became brighter, showing an expression of sudden realization, "Oh, was he at the airport yesterday? ."

reporter:……

Can they be foul language? Why do you always feel that Lu Qian's words are paradoxically blurred? Feeling faintly that Lu Qian answered the question directly but blurred the focus? Moreover, why do polite words feel like a needle is hidden in the cotton? Always feel that Lu Qian ignores Tao Ran and is still complaining about reporters?

"However, Director, this incident has become a hot topic on social networks, causing a lot of controversy. Do you have no plans to respond to this?"

The reporter has tried very hard to avoid directly tearing his face, not to make the scene too ugly, and to remind Lu Qian to respond to the incident.

Lu Qian still looked like a light cloud and wind, and he could even see the upward curvature of the corner of his mouth, and shrugged slightly.

"Maybe I should feel lucky that the reporters reminded me that I am not the sun and the earth doesn't revolve around me. I thought today's press conference should give me a good compliment and satisfy my vanity, after all, my movie was shortlisted. The main competition unit of the Weihai Film Festival, oh yeah!"

Lu Qian also clenched his fists and cheered a little in celebration, his smile fully blooming.

"But obviously this is not the case. The Weihai Film Festival has gathered countless excellent filmmakers. There are still many, many important things and people in the eyes of reporters. My films and I are not as important as we imagined."

"It was a wake-up call for me, a reminder to be humble, huh, to hear the alarm bells before my ego exploded~www.novelmt.com~ It's really lucky."

The audience was silent.

Not only are they not fools, but they are all smart people. Lu Qian's remarks are obviously a matter of words.

First, don't think that you are the sun when you complain about Tao Ran. On the stage of the Weihai Film Festival, he is nothing at all.

Second, remind reporters not to give priority to the second, here is the press conference of "tourists", but they have been blurring the focus.

Cynical, laughing and scolding, but Lu Qian's performance was so understated that one or two of the reporters on the scene had their cheeks swelled hotly, and then they were all speechless.

Such a quiet press conference can be regarded as a spectacle.

In a rustling manner, all eyes were focused on Lu Qian, but he found that the young director was not nervous at all, and greeted the audience's gaze with ease. Overall, the restrained and calm temperament made the air in the entire press conference hall slowly settle down.