Chapter 382 Unprecedented shooting methods
He's working on the script for "Old Boy."
It was creation, not transport, because the "Old Boy" he planned to shoot was almost completely different from the original.
Just borrowed one of the plot modes, which is the mode of "several old guys who once loved music rekindled their dreams to participate in the competition".
Then move the song "Old Boy", and the same "dream" as the core.
Crackling, crackling, crackling.
Du Caige, who was at the desk, suddenly stopped.
In his mind, there seemed to be a sudden flash of lightning.
A ray of inspiration burst out.
Oh yes, why not try this shot!
Change the originally envisaged plot here, and finally link it with reality.
This kind of shooting method has never appeared in Azure Star, right?
Let all audiences participate in the story!
Your choice determines the direction of the plot!
Such an interactive viewing experience has only appeared in Earth's "Black Mirror", and it is still a relatively elementary mode.
Du Caige wanted to try a more radical model!
Du Caige simply stopped hitting the keyboard and continued to build around this inspiration, adding details.
In the end he almost completely overturned the original script and recreated it.
It's an adventure! It's a fun experiment!
Guess it's going to be a lot of fun!
The light of Yingying's screen, with varying brightness and darkness, shone on Du Caige's face, illuminating the smile on the corner of his mouth incomparably.
But if you exclude the influence of light, you will find that his smile is so innocent and enthusiastic, like a child who has discovered a new toy.
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Yu Renxue, wearing reading glasses and a very simple bathrobe, skillfully controls the ultra-thin laptop with carbon fiber shell on his lap.
Pei Yuanqing was also wearing a bathrobe. He had just been sweating for a while, but now he was covered in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
A few minutes ago, several skilled and sweet-looking girls were massaging them.
But this time has been temporarily kicked out.
This is a leisure club, of course the formal kind.
Of course, if you want to be informal, as long as you have enough money, that's not impossible.
But Yu Renxue would definitely not play those things in such a place.
If a big guy with tens of billions of assets plays those things in such a place, it is a downgrade behavior, which will really make people laugh.
If he wanted to play, at least half of the female stars in Oasis Films would line up for his favor.
Pei Yuanqing wiped his sweat, silently waiting for the boss's instructions.
Yu Renxue was looking at the post bar.
Or to be more precise, I am looking at the "new power of music".
Since last week, Hemingway scolded the jury on the show, and the "New Power of Music" bar has fallen out.
Some people think that Hemingway is an old man who has made a new mistake, and that he is crazy after a little bit of success.
Others sided with Hemingway, arguing that there was something wrong with the jury.
"The heart is broken or the brain is broken," they quoted Hemingway's words and said indignantly that there was definitely something wrong with the jury, and Yu Yu and Xie Yunzi obviously shouldn't lose.
These two very different views have sparked another round of quarrel.
Later, someone posted a special post to count the votes in the duel between Yu Yu and Wu Xing'er, as well as in the duel between Xie Yunzi and Ye Wenqi.
Of course it's useless.
Those who leave a message saying "I voted for Xie Yunzi", who can be sure that she really voted for Xie Yunzi?
In the same way, if you say "I voted for Ye Wenqi", maybe you haven't watched the live broadcast at all.
But at least in those posts, there were significantly more people who voted for Xie Yunzi and Yu Yu than those who voted for Wu Xing'er and Ye Wenqi.
As a result, more people sympathized with Hemingway. In the post bar, some people kept posting and scolding the jury, and some even scolded the show team for being shady.
Of course, such posts will be deleted soon.
The quarrel intensified over the next few days.
And there are constant posts from well-informed "insiders".
Some people said that they saw Hemingway patted the table with Liu planning of the program group and left without saying goodbye.
And the netizens are also very skinny. "Yes, I am Liu Planning, and I can prove it is true."
"Yes, I'm the table Hemingway slapped hard."
"I am the chair they sit on."
Some people say that Hemingway has announced his departure from the show. "My cousin is the assistant sent to Hemingway by the show team. She said it has been confirmed that Hemingway will not participate in the next live broadcast. The show team will find someone else to replace him."
Another person said: "Hemingway and the program team were in a deadlock. A notice has been issued inside Banana Channel to block Hemingway with all their strength."
Many rumors are said to have noses and eyes.
Pei Yuanqing estimated that this was a rumor released by the show team, and it was to test the audience's reaction after Hemingway left the show.
Of course he wasn't sure that Hemingway would leave.
After all, it is also possible for the show crew to bow their heads and Hemingway to change his mind.
Yu Renxue adjusted his glasses and continued to watch carefully.
He seemed a little cold, shivered, and tightened the bathrobe with his hands.
After looking at it for a long time, he raised his head: "Some people posted that they just turned on the TV and found that Hemingway was not on the tutor's seat. They immediately felt boring and turned off the TV."
"The ratings are expected to be affected a little," Pei Yuanqing said. "I have acquaintances on Banana Channel. They have done research before, and it is true that a considerable number of viewers came to watch this show because of Hemingway."
Yu Renxue nodded, then lowered his head and continued to browse the post bar.
What catches your eyes? Pei Yuanqing scratched his short hair, and said in his heart, there is a whole team under me watching the post bar, making professional analysis, and they have already reported it to you.
Of course, he didn't dare to say what he complained about, so he could only wait quietly.
After a while, he couldn't help it, and asked tentatively, "Boss, this is an opportunity. It just so happened that Wu Xing'er's incident happened. Shall we join in and bring a wave of rhythm?"
"But the report you submitted said that although netizens were very disgusted with Hemingway a few days ago, now they are more sympathetic and understanding towards Hemingway."
Pei Yuanqing's thin face showed a confident smile: "Don't worry, boss, my team is very good at manipulating public opinion. Good can turn into bad, and sympathy and understanding will soon turn into disgust and resistance."
"Don't forget, the previous failures." Yu Renxue's tone was flat, but Pei Yuanqing was awe-inspiring.
"Yes, I won't be careless."
Yu Renxue fell silent again, the room was so quiet that only the breathing of the two of them could be heard, the humming of the laptop fan, and the vibration of the hard drive during retrieval.
After a long time, Yu Renxue shook his head: "This is not an opportunity. Hold on tight."
"Boss, why do you think this is not an opportunity." Pei Yuanqing was a little dissatisfied.
He knew that Yu Renxue was not the kind of headstrong boss, and it was permissible to express objections appropriately.
Of course, if Yu Renxue has made up his mind, all he has to do is to resolutely implement it.
Yu Renxue handed the notebook to Pei Yuanqing, took off his glasses, wiped them with the corner of the bath towel, put them back in the glasses case, and said slowly, "Why do you think this is an opportunity?"
Pei Yuanqing said confidently, "As long as he acts, appears in the public eye, and is discussed by the public, this is an opportunity."
"It has nothing to do with what he's doing?"
"It doesn't matter. As I just said, good things can turn into bad things, charity can turn into hypocrisy, public welfare can turn into fraud, and friendship can turn into stabs in the back. Everything has two sides, it just depends on which way you look at it. As long as he's in the public eye, that's our chance to attack him."
"Well, what you said makes sense," Yu Renxue nodded slowly. "In the field of new media, you are indeed the top in the country. You are very understanding of people's hearts."
Pei Yuanqing didn't show much complacency, he felt that the boss was just stating the facts.
He was originally the top new media practitioner in China, and he had nothing to be proud of.
Yu Renxue's next words made his eyebrows jump.
"But you still don't understand 'potential', and you don't know how to grasp 'timing'."
Pei Yuanqing looked at the boss carefully.
The boss still had that dignified face. Muscles have begun to relax, a little fat.
My hair is gray, I didn't dye it with oil, and I didn't do any special styling, but it was very neatly cut.
Pei Yuanqing reminded himself.
This is a man who started from scratch and created a foundation of tens of billions of dollars.
His success was definitely not a fluke.
You'd better listen carefully to every word he has to say.
Although he won't necessarily tell you the truth.
But certainly not talking nonsense to you.
After pondering for a while, Pei Yuanqing said, "Because you think it's impossible to beat him to death with a stick this time?"
"Yes." Yu Renxue nodded lightly.
"And if the efforts to smear him this time have not achieved good results, then the netizens will be more... immune to his future black materials?"
"That's right."
"So, either don't do it, and if you want to do it, you have to find the right time to release all his black material at once, so that he is covered in mouth and can't tell clearly, and let the whole people boycott him spontaneously?"
"Yes," Yu Renxue said lightly, "he is not a star idol, he is a creator. Under normal circumstances, even if people hate him, as long as his works are good, they will still watch them."
"Unless, there is such a chance, we can make him black and stinky, and the public will feel that it is unethical and unjust to see his works, no matter how good his things are, they must resist— "That's when we're going to make a move."
"I probably understand." Pei Yuanqing really understood.
"Boss, you say that I am the top in the new media field, but in my opinion, you are." He also flattered the boss in a small way.
Yu Renxue chuckled, "Okay, just a few words less. Continue to relax."
Pei Yuanqing went to put away the laptop, and opened the door to let in the girls waiting outside, and continued to massage them.
Lying on the massage table, Pei Yuanqing pondered as the technician's soft but powerful fingers slid behind him.
When is the time the boss said? Will that time really come?
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