Chapter 1129

Heaven has unpredictable winds and clouds; people have sudden misfortunes.

Some things originally had nothing to do with you, but because you are popular and famous, you are often dragged into discussions, and then you bring criticism upon yourself.

The cause of the matter was a certain Korean super-popular female idol, who was photographed together with the third young master of the Chanel Group president while watching the fireworks display on the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

Others watching this display were all crowded in one place, with many people nearby and many obstacles around.

But the position where this idol and the young master watched was completely empty around them, quiet and open, entirely undisturbed, a world for just the two of them.

Perhaps they felt that such a viewing position was not something ordinary people could have, showing a sense of superiority, which attracted much praise from fans.

But soon someone refuted, saying it was just a VIP fireworks viewing spot—what's so great about it? To put it bluntly, it's just an actor accompanying a rich young master on a date; who knows what might happen after the fireworks?

Such remarks were immediately attacked by the idol's fans, while also explaining that it was this Chanel third young master who pursued our idol; our idol is a world-class superstar, and out of courtesy agreed to a meeting—who is worthy of whom is still unclear.

Netizens seeing such remarks immediately refuted, saying celebrities and capital are not of the same class; the latter wanting to toy with the former is just a matter of one sentence.

Idol's fans refuted: By your logic, has Luo Quan also played with 【people】?

Netizen: What right do you have to compare yourself to Miss Luo Quan? What class is she, and what class is your idol?

Netizen number two: She is a legitimate British royal descendant; in ancient times, Luo Quan's father would at least be a prince with an iron cap; she calling herself a gege is not excessive at all, while your idol is destined to be her servant!

Melon-eating masses: Who doesn't know the Qing hasn't fallen? The iron-capped prince has come, Luo Quan is naturally destined to be above others—right? Show us the heavenly pattern, bring it out for everyone to see.

Idol's fans: Now the British royal family are just mascots, let alone your branch—saying it out loud isn't even scary.

Idol's fans number two: Do you know what Chanel does? They are the head of the luxury industry; the chairman recently became the world's richest person, with a net worth of 300 billion RMB!

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Thus, with you saying one thing and I another, the phrase "what class are you?" rose to the hot search.

The discussion focus also shifted from the two watching fireworks in Paris to Luo Quan's head.

After watching the complete evolution of the conflict on Weibo, Luo Quan had a p she didn't know whether to say or not.

This matter originally had nothing to do with her at all; it was the idol's fans who first cued her, and then bystanders used her to attack others.

As they attacked, the fire shifted to her head, directly giving her the label of feudal remnant, with the British queen's crown in the room as ironclad evidence—no way to deny it.

Luo Quan looked at that pearl-and-jewel crown, her mouth twitching.

These netizens nowadays really are too good at labeling—just a crown means feudal remnant; can't it be that she simply thought it looked nice and borrowed it from the queen to play with for a few days?

Even more absurd is that her own fans also joined in the clamor.

Saying they are not of the same world as them, looking down on poor brothers, with a thick barrier between them, and such talk.

Luo Quan was too lazy to even scold people, only feeling this matter was truly absurd beyond measure.

"You ask me how I evaluate?" Luo Quan put the curry chicken into her mouth, her whole body shrunk in the gaming chair, weakly saying: "You fire-starters think I am feudal remnant, then I am feudal remnant; I won't refute.

Why not refute? Because the words of the fire-starters are like those of a terminally ill patient—he's already like this, why don't you follow him? Let him leave some beautiful memories in his final moments.

If this can let him rest in peace, then let him say whatever he wants."

Fans hearing this laughed until they couldn't:

"Hahaha, classic terminal cancer."

"Luo Bao is even attacking people when she stops attacking—her aggressiveness is too strong."

"Luo Bao is indeed quite innocent, eating rice while streaming live, suddenly getting put on the hot search; even when the incident happened, she had just played an all-night game."

"Just from Luo Bao's appearance when picking her feet, I've always believed she is of the same class as us—this move only a loser could make."

"Don't force the black—she stepped on a screw, couldn't help it; Luo Bao is not a foot-picking man."

"Yes, fairies never pick their feet, nor do they go to the toilet."

"The more you say, the more absurd it gets, right?"

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Clearly, the bullet-screen fans are just here for the spectacle, basically fearing the world is not chaotic enough.

Because he knows this baseless matter, it will not affect Luo Quan in the slightest.

At most it will let those who originally disliked Luo Quan's little black hats have a frenzy; people with normal intelligence won't form any other bad opinion of Luo Quan because of this.

So the fans have become spectators, wanting to see when this farce ends.

However, what surprised Luo Quan and the fans was that this hot search disappeared not long after.

Logically, hot searches related to Luo Quan, whether positive or negative, should stay on the list for seven or eight hours before dropping.

No way—high-popularity people are just like that; you can get on the hot search by eating a meal or instant noodles.

But this time it was very abnormal—disappeared after just over an hour, clearly the hot search was withdrawn.

And this situation immediately drew fans' teasing:

"Looks like Luo Bao made a move—directly took it down!"

"Class indeed needs to be higher; hot search says withdraw and it's withdrawn."

"Such great energy Luo Bao, directly controlling public opinion, right?"

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Seeing these bullet screens, Luo Quan speechlessly pursed her lips: "Heaven and earth, conscience, everyone—I admit I sometimes buy hot searches to save trouble, but I have never withdrawn a hot search.

Plus I have no agent, so the withdrawal of the hot search definitely has nothing to do with me; it's definitely done by others!"

Such words obviously cannot convince the fans, who continued to send bullet screens teasing.

Seeing that her explanations were increasingly useless, to avoid adding trouble to herself, Luo Quan also became lazy to continue this topic.

She quickly finished the curry chicken rice in the bowl, opened the game to prepare to continue leveling up.

But at this moment, her private email received a message.

Picking up her phone to look, it was from He Ju of the GD Bureau, saying the hot search had already been withdrawn for her, so she doesn't need to worry about these small matters.

Luo Quan, after seeing it, was greatly surprised: "So it was you who withdrew the hot search, but why? There's absolutely no need to do this."

"A star of both virtue and art should not suffer such unfair treatment; I have already greeted the Weibo side, and in the future will try to let you appear on the hot search with positive and active content."

Looking at Director He's reply, Miss Luo Quan pondered for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Director He, do you have some task you want to assign to me?"

"Communicating with a smart person is simple — one hint and they get it."

No more emails followed; instead, a direct phone call came through.

"I'll take a call, back to the livestream in a bit." Miss Luo Quan said, turning off the camera and microphone first.

"Damn, it really was Luo Bao who contacted Weibo to take down the hot search."

"This is after-sales calling to ask how the effect was?"

"No way it's that outrageous, right?"

"Still Luo Bao, the livestream's entertainment value never stops."

"Speaking of, will this hit the hot search again too? Title: 'Luo Quan Manipulates Public Opinion, Mysterious Call Asks About After-Sales?'"

"Don't let your imaginations run too wild, you guys."

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Miss Luo Quan had no time to read the above comments, because the task Director He assigned her next could be described as considerably arduous.

"The films you've shot before were all low-budget, high-return ventures; you earned money through your own ability — that point was originally beyond reproach.

However, we still hope you can shoot a big-budget blockbuster, drive the development of domestic film industrialization, and incidentally create more jobs.

Correspondingly, this side will also provide you with as much convenience as possible in all aspects; whatever you need — actors, locations, props — can be arranged."

Director He cut straight to the chase, directly explaining his intention to Miss Luo Quan.

Turns out helping her remove the negative hot search was just the meet-and-greet.

Now that the gift's been accepted, it's time to do the job.

In fact, this kind of thing wasn't the first time Miss Luo Quan had done it.

Before, Director He had also asked her to shoot a film that could win awards abroad, to showcase cultural soft power and boost netizens' confidence.

Then *Farewell My Concubine* emerged out of nowhere, sweeping major awards at home and abroad, its limelight unmatched for a time.

Recently the box office has been decent; Director He analyzed with several other leaders that this is precisely the moment to forge ahead and expand the market.

So they want more commercial blockbusters, to cultivate netizens' habit of watching domestic blockbusters, while also driving related industrial development, making blockbuster production as efficient as an assembly line.

The Hollywood model is exactly the outcome they most want to see.

This time contacting Miss Luo Quan, of course all leaders including Director He felt she had the most strength and was most likely to produce a work both critically acclaimed and commercially successful, which is why they chose to entrust her with this heavy responsibility.

If she shoots it well, all kinds of benefits and conveniences will be hers.

If she shoots it poorly, there won't be any real punishment either — just that the losses must be borne by herself.

Of course, this task isn't mandatory.

The reason they approached Miss Luo Quan first is naturally out of recognition and trust in her.

If she's unwilling, Director He won't force it; worst case they'll just find someone else.

Faced with this great opportunity to pad her resume, how could Miss Luo Quan possibly let Bai Bai have it? She agreed immediately.

"Speaking of, are there any restrictions on subject matter — modern or ancient, realistic or sci-fi?" Miss Luo Quan wanted to clarify the question first, then pick the film to shoot.

"Big scenes, awesome VFX — that's all. No other special requirements." Director He gave an extremely broad concept, almost no restrictions at all.

In his view, artistic creation cannot have restrictions; too many restrictions, and what comes out can only be called a test answer sheet, not art.

Even though she often makes people answer test questions, at least on this project she can be given more flexible creative space.

"Then I'll shoot a mythology one; if it turns out well, maybe we can even spin off a mythology universe or something." Miss Luo Quan laughed heartily, already having decided what film to shoot.

"You got inspiration that fast?" Director He showed a delighted smile. "Long knew you were quick-witted, didn't expect you to be even more exaggerated than I thought."

Miss Luo Quan immediately replied modestly, "Not that amazing — just some wild ideas I'd had before; now I merely finally have the chance to realize them."

"Fine, you go handle this with peace of mind; report any problems promptly and I'll arrange people to solve them first thing." Director He ended the call after saying that.

Although he praised Miss Luo Quan's quick wit, he never once asked what she was going to shoot, right up to the end.

After all, to him, what film comes out next isn't actually important.

What's important is building an industrial blockbuster production pipeline, cultivating a large batch of practitioners who can shoot blockbusters, absorbing advanced production experience from Hollywood.

Yes, in Director He's view, Miss Luo Quan is a talent who returned from studying in Hollywood.

*Titanic*, *The Lord of the Rings*, including the films she shot herself — all are classics from Hollywood blockbusters.

With such a resume, calling her a returnee is not an exaggeration in the slightest.

Rather a pity that Miss Luo Quan's experience cannot be passed on to others, unable to drive more talent — truly sitting on a gold mountain without realizing it.

To avoid letting her waste such a treasure, Director He assigned her a task — actually just wanting the people who work with her to learn well, summarize experience, then try shooting on their own.

As for Miss Luo Quan's side, she naturally also guessed what Director He ultimately wants.

Actually Hollywood blockbuster experience and all that is bullshit.

What's most important for shooting a good film?

Most important is dedication — from producer to extra, every single person on and off stage working with one heart and mind.

Slackness in any single production link will cause the film to have problems, leading to failure to meet expectations.

Craftsmanship — many online love to boast they possess this term, but those who can truly live up to these two characters are really few.

The vast majority of people shooting films aren't doing it to make a good film at all, some not even for money.

This touches on another deeper realm; Miss Luo Quan had pointed it out before, but unfortunately it didn't stir any waves.

And this time, she certainly doesn't have the leisure to teach by word and deed, but she also won't deliberately hide things or tell people wrong answers.

In short, anyone in the crew willing to ask her for guidance — she won't hold back; how much they learn is entirely their own ability.