Chapter 258: Press Conference in Progress

As Yu Dong's voice trailed off, everyone nodded one after another.

Shifting his attention to the manager of Bona's promotion department, the latter steadied himself and continued to explain their upcoming opponents:

"Aside from Mr. & Mrs. Smith, there is actually another film, Batman Begins. Its release date is even closer to ours, and it also boasts an all-star cast."

"Although this is Director Nolan's first time directing a blockbuster."

"His ability is absolutely not to be underestimated."

Sentence after sentence tumbled out of the man's mouth, and it wasn't until half an hour later that the voice finally came to an abrupt halt.

Next, Yu Dong took the stage again to explain the upcoming promotional strategy.

It was nothing more than buying articles online and promoting through offline advertisements.

If you want big moves, you have to spend big money; this is an obvious truth. It might push the box office higher, but it could also lead to even worse losses—it all depends on how the producers weigh the risks.

In this regard, Wu Dun and Huang Bogao were relatively conservative.

Although Li Luo has had several blockbuster TV series and the added boost of the robbery incident, his drawing power at the movie box office remains an unknown.

Therefore, they would not risk spending ten or twenty million on promotion, opting instead for conventional methods.

Scheduling press conferences, premiere press conferences.

And various promotional tours.

After analyzing the competitors and announcing the upcoming schedule, the meeting communication temporarily came to an end.

"That is the specific situation."

Yu Dong's gaze swept over the two investors again, and he said with a smile: "The summer slot is considered a relatively good window. Although the competition is strong, according to the news I've received."

"Jackie Chan's movie will be released during the National Day slot."

"Further down the line, there will be the China-US-South Korea co-produced action blockbuster Dragon Squad, and Director Chen Kaige's big production The Promise."

"No matter which one we go up against."

"We won't have an easy time."

He was actually being very tactful; with the cast of SPL, compared to those big sharks, there really wasn't much comparison. To be honest, others wouldn't even put SPL in their eyes at all.

He understood this, and everyone present understood it too!

Two Chows and one Chan.

The creators of the Hong Kong box office myth.

Even Sammo Hung, the most senior person here, wouldn't have the confidence to say he could go head-to-head with those three.

Li Luo couldn't help but chuckle. He didn't expect that for his own starring film, he would have Stephen Chow in front, Jackie Chan behind, and in the middle, he would have to face a head-on collision with Jay Chou's debut work.

He is popular, but Jay Chou is even more popular.

Album after album with astonishing sales figures were faintly pushing him toward the throne of the Asian King of Music.

The terrifying number of fans brought astonishing drawing power.

The box office for Initial D.

It definitely won't be bad!

It doesn't even need any acting skills; just having that face appear on the big screen is enough to steadily harvest tens of millions in box office revenue. Not to mention that the other side's cast isn't bad either, collaborating with popular male stars.

Never mind Stephen Chow and Jackie Chan, even compared to Initial D.

SPL is at a disadvantage.

As for The Promise.

That was just a casual remark by Yu Dong; no matter how they collide, they won't run into that film released at the end of the year.

"Dragon Squad?"

Li Luo asked curiously.

In his memory, there is no such movie!

His puzzled look made the expressions of the few people present a bit strange, though there were more chuckles.

"Brother Luo."

Lin Yue leaned forward and whispered a reminder: "It's a China-US-South Korea co-produced action blockbuster. Hollywood stars are participating, Sammo Hung and Simon Yam are both in it, and there are also Huang Shengyi, Xia Yu, Li Bingbing, Vanness Wu, Shawn Yue, and others."

"Sorry, sorry."

Li Luo laughed at Sammo Hung and Simon Yam, hurriedly expressing his apologies: "I've been really too busy lately; I didn't expect you two to collaborate again."

There was no need for Huang Shengyi to report every single thing to him regarding what movies she was filming.

So, he really wasn't aware of it.

This all-star cast was indeed quite impressive, with names one after another that sounded familiar.

The strange thing is.

He actually hadn't heard of it.

Either he was ill-informed, or the box office was extremely disastrous. Li Luo leaned more toward the latter; playing with a big cast doesn't necessarily mean earning a big box office—there are more than one or two that flopped.

After some exchange among the group, Wu Dun greeted them to move on.

A welcome banquet was naturally indispensable.

Amidst the noisy crowd, Li Luo quickly walked to Wu Dun's side; it was evident that this big brother was under quite a lot of pressure.

Just now, he had been frequently rubbing his temples.

"I'm fine."

Wu Dun noticed Li Luo's concerned gaze and put his gold-rimmed glasses back on: "Thanks to your previous suggestion, although the film has been cut a few times, it can still be successfully released domestically."

"The final cut effect is very good; now everything depends on the market reaction."

"Thirty million."

Wu Dun held up three thick, short fingers, distancing himself from the others: "As long as we have thirty million in domestic box office, our film shouldn't lose money."

"Ah?"

Li Luo was a bit puzzled.

The box office share is only a little over ten million; the investment in SPL shouldn't be that low, right!

"Our cost is of course more than ten million."

Zhang Long also leaned over and whispered: "But if the messy markets of Hong Kong, Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, and Southeast Asia add up to thirty or fifty million, plus DVD and videotape distribution."

"Calculated that way, we won't lose money."

Li Luo also reacted; movies aren't only released domestically.

Hong Kong action films.

Still have a very good market in Asia.

Adding everything up, as long as the final cut effect isn't too bad, it's indeed not easy to lose money.

"That smoke bomb you released a while ago was good."

A smile of an old fox appeared on Wu Dun's face as he looked at Li Luo with appreciation: "By feigning that you were going to prepare an action film, you attracted a lot of attention. Now, many people are looking forward to how excellent this SPL is."

"To be able to give you such great confidence."

"Feigning?"

Li Luo stopped in his tracks.

"Ah?"

Wu Dun and Zhang Long also showed confusion.

Li Luo gave a dumbfounded smile at the two, shrugged, and said: "Two big brothers, I really am going to make it."

Blankly exchanging a glance with Zhang Long, Wu Dun's eyes flickered rapidly.

Pressure is pressure.

But the effect of the film is excellent.

To be honest, when he saw the final cut at the time, it really satisfied him!

If this release.

Can have a box office of thirty million.

He plans to immediately start a sequel, filming SPL 2.

Could it be that what Li Luo said was meant to lay a foreshadowing with him here, wanting to prepare in advance for future investment participation.

He knew very well that some actors have huge ambitions.

If the box office sells well.

They want to find a way to get a piece of the copyright, not just being satisfied with the acting fee.

And the guy beside him is clearly one of them.

"Ah Luo."

Hesitating for a moment, Wu Dun continued to walk forward: "Movies aren't that easy to play with. If various channels can't be opened up, the probability of losing money is still quite high. And those channels Ah Long mentioned."

"Are actually all long-term gains."

"If one thing goes wrong, you'll continue to lose money like this for three or five years."

Where you stand determines where you sit.

Even if everyone's relationship is good, he doesn't want Li Luo to easily dip his hands into his rice bowl. As an investor, one naturally resists the intention of actors wanting to hold shares.

He would rather pay more in acting fees than give out dividends.

Therefore, his words already carried a tone of dissuasion.

After decades of getting along, Zhang Long instantly understood the meaning in Wu Dun's words.

He also realized.

What his old big brother was thinking about.

His footsteps paused slightly, and he pressed his lips tightly together.

"I understand this." Li Luo nodded gently, his pace still as firm as ever: "However, I've already got the script mostly done. No matter how much resistance I face, I will find a way to film it."

"Right."

He looked at Wu Dun with a slight smile on his face: "When the script is ready, I'll bring it for Brother Wu to take a look and help give some opinions."

"If you're interested."

Li Luo smiled and spread his hands: "Let's organize a group and play around."

"Good, good, good."

Wu Dun nodded perfunctorily.

In his heart, he still didn't take it seriously, only thinking that this kid was bluffing him.

I'd like to see what kind of script you can come up with, guy!

A banquet, both host and guest were happy.

After eating and drinking to their fill.

Lin Yue, under Li Luo's eye signal, knowingly took Wu Yu and left.

After a meal, there's always a second half.

Assistants and agents are not convenient to participate in such occasions.

This didn't even need a reminder; after walking out of the restaurant, many people consciously hailed taxis and left.

Amidst Sammo Hung's pulling.

Li Luo smiled and climbed into the business van with him.

"Brother Luo."

As soon as they got in the car, Sammo Hung couldn't wait to wrap his arm around his shoulder, winking and saying: "When we were in Hong Kong, my hospitality toward you wasn't bad, right?"

"Beijing is your turf."

"Hehehe~"

Just from this lewd laugh, anyone could hear the obscenity within.

"It's not me arranging it later."

Li Luo shook his head and smiled, shrugging: "I don't know where President Wu is going either, but if you're not satisfied, I'll find another place tonight to properly host Brother Sammo."

People in the circle are of all kinds, and debauchery is naturally a matter of course.

If one can't adapt to this kind of thing.

Better close up shop early.

"Good brother."

Sammo Hung immediately reached out excitedly and slapped his hand heavily against his.

"I also have a matter." Li Luo thought of something and hurriedly inquired: "Last time we had a late-night snack, I saw that your relationship with Chin Ka-lok seemed quite good."

"Just like you."

Sammo Hung rubbed his face, which was flushed from drinking, and waved his hand: "We're all good brothers, what's wrong?"

"How is he as a person?"

Li Luo licked his lips and continued to press: "Temperament, personality, and such."

With a shiver, Sammo Hung looked at him with a strange expression.

The physical distance also quietly widened.

Seeing this situation.

Li Luo expressionlessly extended his fist, squeezed it hard, and his knuckles cracked.

"Hahaha."

Sammo Hung laughed loudly, hurriedly raising both hands to surrender: "I was just joking, my brother is of course impeccable—loyal and brave, and his temper is also very good; there are very few times he gets angry."

"At least he never gets angry with me."

"But what is this for?"

His eyes were very curious; he didn't know why he suddenly brought up Chin Ka-lok.

"I'm preparing to film a movie next year."

Li Luo stated it directly and said to Sammo Hung: "It's an action film again. I heard he's a good martial arts director, and I want you to help bridge the connection and find time for me to meet Brother Ka-lok."

"Chat and see if there's an opportunity for cooperation."

"Filming a movie?"

Sammo Hung was very surprised.

"That's right."

Li Luo's expression was serious.

"OK."

Sammo Hung scratched his head, baring his teeth and saying: "You're quite ambitious. Ka-lok is indeed powerful. Back in the day, there was a saying in our line of work: if there's an action Chin Ka-lok can't complete."

"Then there's no need to go looking for anyone else!"

"He works very hard, and the results are also very good. That movie One Night in Mongkok last year had him as the action director."

"It's just that."

Sammo Hung changed the subject, blinking his eyes and asking: "Did you forget what my surname is?"

"Can't afford it."

Li Luo didn't even think about it, his words crisp and sharp: "My budget is limited, I really can't afford to hire your old man!"

One sentence choked Sammo Hung to death.

Even if he could give a "friendship price," having his own old man direct a movie would definitely cost a lot. If it wasn't a big production, they really couldn't afford to use their family's Hung Gar Class.

"Fine."

Sammo Hung laughed to himself, waving his hand casually: "Leave this matter to me. Although the movie business isn't good right now and many crews don't have work."

"But backstage teams with some fame are still quite busy."

"If Ka-lok's schedule isn't suitable."

"I'll help you find someone else."

"The price is negotiable; I'll definitely help you get a friendship price back."

If there wasn't this layer of relationship, for Li Luo to find a cheap and easy-to-use action director team by himself would be extremely difficult, but for Sammo Hung, it belonged to the simplest thing possible.

Any powerful martial arts director team, as long as he makes a few calls to those uncles.

He can always get around to them and reach them.

Although the movie scenes were all in Li Luo's head, and he really had no problem directing the corresponding martial arts actions, the action team still had to be found; some money cannot be saved.

Understanding how to present it is one thing, but being able to do it is an entirely different matter.

For example, there is a scene in the movie where one has to break through a window.

With professional stuntmen assisting.

Only then can he complete it safely and efficiently.

Instead of really stupidly finding a building and rushing out toward the window.

This matter was settled.

He could consider a stone in his heart to have landed.

"Thank you."

Li Luo held out his palm, reciprocating the favor: "Come help make a cameo in a role when the time comes."

"Less nonsense!"

With a slap, Sammo Hung laughed and shook his hand.

As the vehicle sped along, they soon arrived at Chaoyang District.

After a series of thumping sounds, the SPL crew stood outside a magnificent gate.

"Heavenly."

Li Luo looked up.

"On Earth."

Sammo Hung gulped.

Li Luo really went out to play very rarely; that group of sisters was enough for him to handle, so he really hadn't been to this so-called Beijing's No. 1 club until now, seeing this name.

He remembered there was such a den of gold.

It is said that here.

Even the waiter's tip starts at five hundred.

It is said that here.

The female public relations staff are all over 168cm tall, must have at least an undergraduate degree, can chat about astronomy and geography, and can even talk about international situations in detail.

It is said that here.

As long as you have money, you can be as happy as an immortal.

When the housing price outside is only a few thousand per square meter, the Royal Salute inside has already reached over a hundred thousand per bottle.

Li Luo had also heard many urban legends from this nightclub in his past life.

Didn't expect.

To actually have the opportunity to witness it with his own eyes.

It was obvious that the legend of the Heavenly Club on Earth, even Sammo Hung far away in Hong Kong, had heard of it. This guy's appearance couldn't be more excited, so excited that he squeezed Li Luo's shoulder hard.

"Don't think too much."

Li Luo followed the crowd up the steps and walked into the extremely luxuriously decorated nightclub: "Some things are always hearsay. There will definitely be fancy tricks, but actually, it's just like that."

"Entertainment venues with a reputation outside."

"Are definitely not the ones where you play the wildest; those are all inside private clubs."

"That's not necessarily true."

Sammo Hung gave a lewd smile, and his expression quickly returned to serious.

Waiting for Sammo Hung and Simon Yam to walk from the side to the front, he then quickly said in Cantonese: "A new Prince Hotel opened in Dongguan last year, and it's incredibly popular right now!"

"I went to play once, the fish tank selection..."

Looking at Sammo Hung's excited expression, Li Luo shook his head and smiled.

That kind of thing.

Is destined to have nothing to do with him.

Only a spendthrift man like Sammo Hung, who has no fear, can play wantonly.

Even if photos are taken by the media.

It's just one of the gossip news items, simply painless and itchy.

Amidst the other's words, he raised his eyebrows and walked into this paper-drunk and gold-obsessed entertainment venue.

Time came to the afternoon of the next day.

Kunlun Hotel.

Media reporters who came by appointment to participate in the SPL press conference walked into the venue one after another, making the conference hall noisy, with flashlights constantly lighting up, shooting at the background board on the stage.

On it was a huge poster.

Li Luo undoubtedly occupied the middle position, with the other actors lined up to the left and right, posing in a star-studded manner.

Beside the poster, the three big characters SPL were fierce.

Behind it was the phantom of a lone wolf.

The first impression it gave people was that this was a movie with an exceptionally strong impact.

Cameras were lined up densely in the middle, and relevant practitioners sat in their seats one after another, looking forward to what kind of things the SPL crew would bring out next.

As Li Luo's first formal movie, reporters were still quite expectant.

That previous art film didn't even have a character name.

Actually, everyone didn't take it seriously, but despite this, Li Luo still contributed a quite excellent performance. Now that he has come to the action film field, that sense of expectation will naturally be even stronger.

Besides this, Sammo Hung, Simon Yam, and others.

Are all veteran Hong Kong stars.

The film's attention is actually not weak.

The venue was noisy for half an hour, and the lights finally dimmed gradually.

The music started, and the sexy host walked quickly onto the stage: "Distinguished guests, respected media reporter friends, hello. Welcome everyone to participate in the SPL scheduling press conference today."

The voice drifted to the backstage.

The atmosphere here was tense and carried some excitement.

No matter how senior the qualifications, every new play hopes to achieve a good result, which is extremely beneficial for consolidating one's status in the martial arts world and enhancing commercial value.

Newcomers go without saying; it's possible to step into heaven in one step, and it's also possible to fall into hell instantly.

Especially Wu Jing.

This baby-faced young man was so nervous that sweat was dripping down his cheeks.

Although this movie is only a supporting role, it is still crucial to him.

Even if there is no good box office, there must be a good reputation; only in this way can the subsequent road of drifting in Hong Kong be walked more smoothly.

He is not like Li Luo.

Even if the movie doesn't sell well, he only needs to wait for the broadcast of The Return of the Condor Heroes, which he just finished filming.

He can also instantly recover a large wave of health.

He can still mix in the TV series circle with ease.

"Brother Jing."

Pulling out a tissue, Li Luo handed it to him.

"Thank you."

Wu Jing wiped his sweat quickly and squeezed out a reluctant smile at him: "Why do you look not nervous at all? Have you seen the final cut of the movie? How did I perform in it?"

"Haven't seen it."

Li Luo shook his head naturally and patted him on the shoulder: "Of course I'm nervous. Except for a few bosses, my box office pressure is the greatest."

"But nervousness is useless."

"Everyone gave their all when filming; this is a clear conscience."

"No matter what the result is, we just welcome the challenge."

Taking a deep breath, Wu Jing nodded heavily.

"Come on."

Li Luo extended his palm.

"Come on."

Sammo Hung quickly stacked his palm on top.

Wu Jing gritted his teeth and followed, Ren Dahua joined in the fun with a chuckle, Hong Jinbao didn't put on airs either, and Ye Weixin, Wu Dun, Zhang Long, Yu Dong, and Huang Bogao also walked over with quick steps.

"Come on!!!"

The cheering sound exploded, and arms waved in unison.

This group of people was all in black suits and black leather shoes; those who didn't know would think it was some energetic social organization gathering.

The promotion staff suggested that since this is a thorough men's play.

Why not strengthen this temperament.

And so, there appeared one by one, figures with tall builds and temperaments that were either domineering, sharp, or capable.

Don't say, this thing.

Looking at it, it was exceptionally spirited and full of cohesion.

"Next."

The host's crisp voice drifted to the backstage, her tone excited: "Please welcome our director, Mr. Wilson Yip, to lead the SPL creative team to appear on stage with warm applause."

As the voice fell, cheerful music sounded.

Wilson Yip took the lead.

Li Luo quickly framed Sammo Hung and Simon Yam to the front, and he followed closely behind.

Wu Jing followed quickly, and Sammo Hung stepped out excitedly.

The group of six, under the direction of the staff, walked up the steps from the side of the stage and waved their arms happily at the frantically flashing cameras.

"Director Yip, hello."

"Brother Sammo, hello."

"Mr. Simon Yam, hello."

"Mr. Li Luo, hello."

The female host in a blue dress was full of smiles, greeting the group of creators who walked onto the stage one after another.

Seeing them want to sit in their corresponding chairs, she exclaimed hurriedly: "Oh~ tonight can be described as star-studded; it's my first time seeing so many hunks appear collectively."

"Shall we take a group photo first?"

"How about everyone takes a family portrait for our reporter friends first?"

Listening to the other's voice, the few people who walked onto the stage greeted each other and stood in a row, each showing their white teeth.

"Okay, thank you everyone."

"Look at the reporter friends on the left first, then the middle, and take care of the right side too."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Treading on the soft red carpet, Li Luo's figure turned constantly.

The current situation is like driving at night, with a big truck with high beams driving toward you; everything in front is white, which can be described as extremely dazzling.

But he maintained a standard smile, with only his eyelashes trembling lightly.

"Okay."

After a crackling sound, the host's voice sounded again: "Thank you everyone, please sit."

There was no podium.

Under the giant poster, a few red and yellow chairs were set up.

Everyone could face the reporters directly.

To create a good atmosphere for conversation.

No need to fight, no need to yield.

The back of the chairs all had slips of paper with corresponding names.

Wu Jing sat in the position closest to the host, then to the left were Sammo Hung, Li Luo, Wilson Yip, Simon Yam, and Sammo Hung.

Every seat had deep meaning.

The reporters on the scene were all knowledgeable; one look and they knew Li Luo occupied the most important position in the play, followed by Sammo Hung and Simon Yam. Although Wu Jing was on the side, he could sit near the host.

Naturally, he would receive the care of the lens.

As for Sammo Hung.

Hmm.

This is a role for soy sauce.

"Wow."

The female host walked quickly to her seat, sat down with a smile, and said to the microphone: "I thought it was a male model team walking from somewhere; our SPL team is really full of masculine energy."

"But without further ado."

Shifting her attention to the reporters below, the host nodded quickly: "I believe everyone is very much looking forward to what kind of movie the SPL creators will bring us!"

"Next, please enjoy the first trailer of our movie."

As the voice fell.

The lights on the scene dimmed accordingly.

Immediately after, everyone's gaze in the audience looked in unison at the big screen emitting light on the side.

Many reporters stood up, trying to see more clearly.

Inside the audio.

A few lightning-like roars came.

The big screen flashed violently with scenes of glass being shattered.

This movement.

Startled quite a few people.

Li Luo sat upright and looked at the screen, very curious about what the effect of the trailer would be.

After flashing a few slightly thrilling scenes, the scene appearing on the big screen seemed exceptionally warm, with azure seawater surging constantly, carrying the pink balloons on it floating back and forth.

Immediately after, a little girl ran happily on the beach.

Simon Yam followed from behind.

The warm scene disappeared instantly. With the urgent music, Li Luo swished into a leather jacket, walking toward the camera expressionlessly.

In prison.

Sammo Hung, wearing a suit, was escorted by prison guards, but his astonishing momentum made that group of people look like his little brothers.

In the hospital corridor.

Simon Yam moved forward alone.

Scene after scene, all were characters in the movie walking coldly toward the camera.

Just by these clips, it made people clearly realize that this was a movie with a relatively dark background.

Car crash, fragments flying everywhere.

Slashing.

Golf club bent.

The moment the slashing sound started, a huge fist was cut out, whistling toward the side of the camera, and the sweat drops on it could be seen clearly.

With a bang.

It hit someone solidly, and water mist exploded.

The scene turned again.

Li Luo, wearing a duck-billed cap and a white vest, appeared in the middle of the screen again.

From the sweat on his body and the violent aura all over him, it was easy to judge that the guy who just waved his hand to hit someone was him. Behind his figure, the person lying on the car roof was still twitching.

Just when reporters were surprised about what kind of gangster identity he had.

Their eyes noticed the Hong Kong police ID faintly visible on Li Luo's waist and the revolver holstered there. The male reporters were instantly dumbfounded—are you a good guy or a bad guy?

But they were also surprised at the temperament Li Luo displayed; this kind of violent appearance was something they had never seen before.

As for the female reporters.

How could they have time to study the plot.

On that vest soaked with sweat, muscles stood out one by one.

Coupled with the sweaty appearance at this time, Li Luo exuded a strong male aura, making their eyes shine, and the saliva in their mouths secreted frantically.

Quiet swallowing actions.

Happened everywhere in the conference hall.

Before they could watch carefully, the trailer continued to play.

The white-clothed yellow-haired man who flipped into the air threw the dagger in his hand like a meteor, and then grinned and pulled out a streak of blood.

"Bang!"

The scene pulled up rapidly to a high place, and a hundred gangsters smashed the ground full of fragments.

Li Luo, Sammo Hung, Simon Yam.

The three stood in a triangle, and those gangsters wearing black T-shirts, like a surging black tide, were about to swallow them. This big scene made the reporters' mouths dry.

"Zheng~"

The short knife and the telescopic baton hit each other, splashing a cluster of sparks.

Wu Jing's ferocious expression and Li Luo's ruthless appearance were instantly frozen on the big screen.

"Heaven is very fair!"

The voice-over sounded, the big screen returned to pitch black, and then the extremely bloody three characters SPL emerged.

The film title darkened with this narration.

The red names of Li Luo, Sammo Hung, Simon Yam, and Wu Jing appeared on the big screen one by one.

"Doing wrong things will definitely have consequences!!!"

"A Wilson Yip Film"

With this, the first trailer finished playing.

Until the lights came on.

The reporters participating in the press conference still hadn't come back to their senses. Undoubtedly, this was a police-bandit film, but it was different from previous police-bandit films; the whole tone was full of realistic colors.

Although it was only for a short moment, the fighting scenes where fists hit flesh brought them an extremely strong impact.

This sharp feeling was something action films rarely touched upon before.

So much so that at the press conference site.

It was silent.

"Please."

Li Luo picked up the microphone and looked at the reporters below with a smile: "Can everyone give some reaction? You guys are making me a bit scared; do you want the staff to play it for you again?"

"Hahaha."

Amidst the laughter filling the room, supportive applause rang out.

No matter what.

Judging from the content seen in the trailer.

This is an action film very much worth looking forward to; it has all the elements it should have, and the performance is quite good.

The group of creators on stage also applauded together.

Wu Jing was especially excited.

The appearance shown in the trailer perfectly achieved the effect he wanted in his heart.

He, who urgently needed to expand his acting path.

Could no longer be the cream-faced young man image of the past.

"Thank you everyone."

After the applause subsided slightly, the female host took over the conversation: "We just watched the trailer, it was very exciting. Next, how about letting our creators briefly introduce the characters they played?"

"Let's start with Mr. Li Luo first."

"Thank you."

Li Luo smiled, raised the microphone, and looked around at the cameras and photography equipment below: "The character I play is called Ma Jun. I believe everyone can already see that I am playing a Hong Kong police officer in this movie."

"Hmm, a police officer who likes to reason."

"Reason?"

The host's expression was strange.

That fierce punch just now made her heart tremble.

She couldn't understand what this was called reasoning.

The press conference had a script, but many times it required improvisation to increase the atmosphere on the scene.

Li Luo's sentence.

Belonged to a flash of inspiration.

It made the people sitting beside him turn their heads one after another.

"That's right."

Li Luo forgot that people nowadays are relatively serious and rarely think of other places. He smiled, holding the microphone in his left hand, and clenched his right hand into a ball: "I like to use this to reason."

Looking at the huge fist under the light, the press conference site was quiet.

"Pfft~"

Although the host tried hard to press her lips, she couldn't help but spray laughter.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Various chuckles sounded constantly.

Li Luo looked at the beautiful host in astonishment—your laugh point is too low!

It was just his blank expression.

That made the reporters who were originally holding back also couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The originally extremely tense press conference site suddenly became relaxed.

Wu Dun, sitting in the front row, looked left and right, smiled, and gave Li Luo a thumbs up. No matter how he did it, as long as he could let the reporters conduct interviews happily, the press conference was more than half successful.

In this atmosphere, the actors introduced the characters they played one by one.

The host was witty.

Guiding them to constantly tell interesting stories during filming, or the hardships paid for it.

All of this was just to prove to the audience.

This is a work of sincerity.

Don't forget to buy a ticket to enter the venue when the time comes!

After everyone finished telling their stories, half an hour passed quietly.

Next.

Is the reporter question time.

The people sitting on the stage hurriedly gathered their spirits. So many reporters came to the scene; who knows what questions would be asked? These people wouldn't follow the script like the host.

"Li Luo."

Taking the microphone, a reporter stood up and asked: "What prompted you to take such an action film? Is it related to that previous incident?"

"I am an actor."

Raising the microphone, Li Luo nodded to indicate: "To have the opportunity to come into contact with different types of movies and characters, of course, I have to try it. Plus, you see that the cast of SPL is very powerful."

"Brother Sammo, Brother Yam, Brother Jing are all seniors in the industry."

"Having the opportunity to learn from them, as well as collaborating with an excellent director like Director Yip, I think no one is willing to miss it."

Anyway, you ask yours, I answer mine.

Li Luo said he would no longer respond to that matter, so naturally, he wouldn't let the other party guide the conversation in that direction.

"Thank you, this question is still for Li Luo."

The next reporter took the microphone and licked his lips: "Before, during the Beijing Film Academy graduation play, you once said that because of the strong interest generated during the filming of SPL, you decided to invest in an action movie."

"That's right."

Li Luo nodded very frankly.

The reporter indicated to the staff that his question hadn't been asked yet, and hurriedly pressed: "So, you are very confident in this movie? What is your expected box office result?"

If you want to say this is digging a hole, it doesn't count.

Looking forward to the results.

It is still possible.

But if you don't say it's digging a hole, it actually is a bit.

Saying too little makes the investors unhappy; saying too much makes it easy to be ridiculed.

"I have confidence."

Li Luo responded crisply to the first question, and then looked left and right: "As for the box office result I hope for, we came today."

"Ten million per person!"

As the voice fell, there was an uproar at the scene.

The reporters' faces were quite excited; they didn't expect this guy to talk so nonsense.

"Do you know what a box office result of sixty million means?"

That reporter's eyes shone, and he quickly dug a hole: "The New Year movie Seoul Raiders, with a cast like Tony Leung, Richie Jen, and Shu Qi, only garnered forty-one million in box office."

"What makes you think you can defeat Tony Leung, Richie Jen, and Shu Qi?"

Wu Dun's expression changed, and he waved his hands repeatedly at Li Luo.

To be honest, even he himself only expected thirty million in box office.

Yesterday he said it wouldn't lose money; in fact, it was impossible for him to tell Li Luo all the details. If it could sell thirty million in box office, this movie would definitely make money, with all other income added together.

It can provide a steady stream of income every year.

To have a box office result of fifty million would be enough to steadily enter the top ten of the annual box office.

Sixty million.

Don't even dare to think about it!

"This is just my personal wish."

Li Luo noticed Wu Dun's reminder, but since the words were out, it wasn't easy to change them. He said happily: "It's absolutely not like what you said, wanting to defeat anyone. As an actor, of course, one hopes the box office is as high as possible, right?"

"That's right."

The reporter pushed away the staff's hand and jumped out hurriedly: "Actually, everyone knows your personality is relatively straightforward, and I also admire your spirit of not admitting defeat."

"Just like after you announced that you were going to prepare an action movie and were met with a chorus of doubts from public opinion."

"You were silent on the surface."

"But you quietly filed for a movie called Crazy Stone."

"Producer, Li Luo Studio."

"This wouldn't be someone else, right? May I ask if you have any special meaning in choosing this name? Do you want to express that you are a stone, wanting to use this crazy move to shatter others' doubts about you?"

"Others doubt, so you must do it."

"Just like when you were scolding Li Erpeng? Can you not accept criticism from others?"

It was obvious that he came prepared.

Friends around him also obstructed the staff.

Until the last sentence fell, he smiled and handed the microphone back.

No matter if it is or not, as long as these words are asked, at the very least, the impression that this guy likes to go against people is completely formed. The movie filed next must be filmed even if he doesn't want to.

And the results can't be bad either. If the results are slightly worse, what follows will be overwhelming ridicule.

Young and arrogant, not listening to the elders' advice and suffering losses before one's eyes.

Told you so, not listening.

This person is just floating without boundaries!

Similar public opinion will emerge one after another, unless he can make a comeback in the future.

Otherwise, he will have to wear a stinking hat of being fond of grandeur and success.

Guided step by step.

Finally, the other party was led into the dug hole.

This reporter's smile appeared even more triumphant.

On Li Luo's face.

A smile was still maintained.

This bastard, he came here to stir up trouble!

The questions echoing in the press conference hall disappeared quietly, and the restless reporters frantically pressed the shutters, excitedly looking forward to Li Luo's next response.

The flashing light illuminated his face in a white blur.

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