Chapter 274: The Truth Revealed

Yanda Huayi, as a veteran company in the industry, still possessed its underlying foundation.

Soft articles using the gimmick "Korean star Nara kneels in public to apologize for her father" were rapidly disseminated with the support of massive public relations expenses.

In their PR strategy, Yanda Huayi, knowing that their online presence could not compete with Blognet, placed the focus of their outreach on offline print media.

*Beiping Daily*, *Beiping Times*, *Jinghua Times*, *Beiping Entertainment News*, *TV Weekly*...

Among these, a short commentary in the *Heart-Shock News* sparked heated discussion:

A young girl who traveled across the ocean to contribute to the cultural exchange between China and South Korea—why was she forced to kneel in public?

We should reflect: are the extreme populism and great-power chauvinism flooding online forums truly necessary?

With the Olympic Games approaching, we should present an open, inclusive, and harmonious international image.

And this 24-year-old Korean girl, Zhang Nara, whose knees could not hold her up on stage, should make the online mob and the dark hands of certain large entertainment groups feel ashamed!

Wang Shuo, who had not appeared in the public eye for a long time, visited the interview live room of Sina Entertainment and inadvertently talked about the recently rampant topic:

Some people who wouldn't even dare to scold a street thief are brave enough to shout about destroying the "little devils"?

A bunch of people who are indifferent to the suffering of the living have the face to attack a weak woman who has contributed to cultural exchange.

This era is sick, and this society is sick too; I don't understand it.

Renowned young director Lu Chuan accepted an interview in the office of his father, a director of the Writers Association:

I agree with what Master Shuo said; this society is sick, and some people have become obsessed, starting to use all sorts of underhanded tactics.

But I believe justice will never be late. Support Nara.

A reporter from *Jinghua Times* interviewed the famous domestic director Feng Dao on the set of *The Banquet*, and the latter said:

I can really understand Nara's feelings; she is an innocent girl.

Just like when my home address was exposed a few months ago and the conflict I had with reporters, these are all premeditated actions.

The reporter's eyes lit up and they continued to press.

"Director Feng, how do you view the 'Money-Grabbing Gate' video? Zhang Nara's father admitted to that himself, didn't he?"

Feng Dao was shrewd: "Heh, how do I view it? Go watch it on Inquiry Realm Video. I shouldn't say too much; everyone guess for yourselves!"

Various public intellectuals and opinion leaders came out, effectively serving the purpose of "clearing the source."

Coupled with the miserable sight of Zhang Nara kneeling in public, netizens whose self-esteem and sense of justice were greatly satisfied also softened their tone slightly.

"Forget it, she's quite pitiful!"

"Master Dai is right; bullying a weak woman, what does that look like to foreigners?"

"Feng Dao has had bad luck since last year, his courage is much smaller now. Aren't you just trying to talk about the washing machine?"

On April 23rd, after nearly a week of crisis PR, Zhang Nara finally appeared in the public eye again.

She and her editorial team walked into a nursing home in Yanjiao to carry out a charity activity.

Zhou Jun, through his own connections, urgently operated to have this "Cultural Charity Tour" activity broadcast on the international channel two days later.

"Recently, the activity of visiting the Beiping Nursing Home, co-hosted by the South Korean Embassy in China and the Cultural Exchange Ambassador, has officially begun."

"What everyone is seeing on screen now is the scene of the well-known international singer and film star, Miss Zhang Nara, kindly chatting with the lonely elderly in our nursing home."

Zhang Nara performed her duties faithfully in front of the camera, well demonstrating the professional quality of an actor.

Zhou Jun was chatting with a counselor from the Korean Embassy not far away.

"Give my regards to Ambassador Li. Please arrange the cultural exchange activity for next week as soon as possible."

"We will broadcast it simultaneously on the General Channel and Xiangtai Satellite TV. I believe this will also be very beneficial for your country's cultural promotion."

The counselor smiled at this "Eight Banners descendant" with a deep background: "No problem, Mr. Zhou."

"Ambassador Li also ordered me to convey his regards to your father and your whole family."

At this moment, he thought with emotion: if everyone here were like this, how easy our Great Han Republic's cultural dumping would be!

Zhou Jun, feeling slightly at ease, walked to the corner and took out his phone.

"Wife, about the father-in-law's side..."

"Didn't I tell you he's investigating? Just wait, okay?"

Zhou Jun was helpless, but without going through his in-laws, he had no foolproof channel to intervene directly.

It is true that Zhuang Xu is a commoner.

But Blognet is a key enterprise of the Torch Program of the Ministry of Information Industry, a star tax-paying enterprise in Chaoyang District, and the premier public opinion distribution center in the country.

It doesn't matter if you check taxes and accounts through conventional means, but wanting to concoct a case against the president of Blognet with such near-baseless methods...

For the sake of prudence, it's better to wait a little longer.

"Are you coming home for dinner tonight? Mom just had Aunt Xu send over a few wild large yellow croakers, from Huanghua."

In this day and age, cold-chain logistics are not very developed. For the powerful in Beiping eating seafood, many of the treasures on the dining table come from Jinmen and Huanghua Port in Cangzhou.

Huanghua is located more than 200 kilometers southeast of Beiping. The precious ingredients caught at sea in the morning can fly into the vermilion gates to become delicacies by evening.

Zhou Jun glanced at Zhang Nara, who was gentle and submissive not far away: "I have a social engagement tonight, I'll probably be late. You and our son eat first."

After 8 p. m., Zhou Jun, having just finished his "social engagement," took a bath in the high-end suite of the Financial Street Hotel.

He returned to the bed wearing a bathrobe, watching Zhang Nara, who had been screaming hoarsely just a moment ago, virtuously helping him organize his clothes.

No wonder the high officials of the Tang Dynasty liked Silla maids; the lineage is indeed not bad.

"Alright, I'm leaving. Just leave the clothes here, someone will take them to be washed."

In terms of being careful and cautious, Zhou Jun was no less than Boss Lu.

"Understood, then be careful on the road."

Zhang Nara looked up, looking slightly relieved at this powerful descendant who was the only one who could pull her out of the fire and water now.

However, such peace of mind was too luxurious. She opened the computer on the table and soon discovered the arrival of another wave of rhythm.

*The Truth About Korean Star Lee Eun-ju's Suicide, Will Zhang Nara Be the Next Lee Eun-ju? *

Zhang Nara felt her heart thump at just one glance. She checked the time; this article, first posted on the Entertainment Gossip section of the Tianya Forum, had been posted just ten minutes ago.

Scrolling down to the comment section...

There were already nearly a thousand replies.

Her ominous premonition was intense. With trembling hands, she clicked the mouse. Inside was a popular science article that exhausted all possibilities of detail.

The connection between Korean female stars, entertainment companies, and *chaebols*, the strict social hierarchy, and the perverted endogenous order.

And the miserable state of Lee Eun-ju being humiliated by a certain *chaebol* for more than 8 hours after TV programs like *Firebird* and *Starting Point*.

Starting from South Korea's profound social contradictions and wealth gap, and the monstrous power of the *chaebols* who are wealthier than the nation, it tore off the bloody human masks for the pro-Korean fans one by one.

Zhang Nara's palms were sweating. These were relatively unimportant, but what did it mean that she was mentioned in the article title?

Regrettably, she soon found the answer.

A sinister argument that appeared to be calling for support but was actually dragging her into the water jumped onto the paper:

Please don't criticize Miss Zhang Nara anymore. She finally escaped the miserable life of being abused and toyed with in her own country and came to the mainland to support her family.

Please give her a chance to live!

Shock!

"Aish! Aish!"

Zhang Nara tore the mouse cord off like a madwoman, threw it against the wall with a shrill expression, and hammered the laptop screen fiercely.

The thin-film transistor liquid crystal of the ThinkPad T43 could not withstand the beating; after flickering a few times, it turned into a garbled screen.

Zhang Nara collapsed on the chair with disheveled hair, looking at the colorful blocks of various sizes on the LCD screen, which crawled into her brain like extremely eerie maggots.

She remembered the scene when she first met Lu Kuan, looking at that Chinese girl who had outshone her with great dissatisfaction.

She remembered the secret joy of watching Liu Yifei play a supporting role for her in *Silver Years*, and the pleasure of watching the overwhelming negative news about her on the internet!

She had *Sword Fairy*, she had *Sword Fairy 3*; she had *Exotic Realm*, she had *Seven Swords* and *Red Cliff*.

As long as I have a little more time, a little more opportunity, why am I not as good as her!?

But all of this, at this moment, was almost about to turn into a dream bubble.

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, she still completely collapsed in this second wave of premeditated negative news.

A major earthquake is terrible, but what is more terrible is the aftershock.

Aftershocks will destroy your body and mind at a time, posture, intensity, and angle you never expected, causing the glimmer of hope that has just risen to be extinguished, leaving you with no way to parry.

Zhang Nara's heart was dead, and she looked back blankly at the doorway where Zhou Jun had just left.

Once upon a time, there was also a girl wrapped tightly in pajamas, looking at the overwhelming negative news on the screen, and looking back at the door with the same mood as her.

It's just that the girl saw her own hope.

What Zhang Nara saw was despair like a black hole.

The next day, Yanda Huayi headquarters office.

Accompanied by her assistant, Zhang Nara knocked on the door and entered the room like a walking corpse. The smoke in the office made her cough.

Except for the sound of her closing the door, there was only deathly silence.

Wang Xiaolei cleared his dry throat: "Is there any way to find the uncle again..."

"No, the last time we mediated, we already used up a lot of favors. This time..."

Wang Xiaolei interrupted him: "Big brother! This time it's not called mediation, right? It was Lu Kuan who used this kind of filthy tactic first, right?"

"Last time the leader said, normal competition is fine, but you can't use this kind of chaotic big-character poster tactic."

Wang Dajun shook his head with a wry smile: "What tactic did he use? Was that big-character poster posted by him?"

"Zhu Husheng couldn't control his own mouth; it was a clip from a Korean variety show."

"That Lee Eun-ju last night didn't directly attack Nara either; the lines between the words were all arguments speaking up for her."

"All the resources in the post were reprinted from Korean websites."

"What can we say?"

Wang Xiaolei slapped the sofa armrest fiercely: "Damn! This Lu Kuan is too insidious, he's really not a human being!"

Zhou Jun glanced at Zhang Nara, who had a blank expression, and had to offer comfort: "Don't worry, it's far from the time to raise our hands and surrender."

"The roles of Xiangtai, the embassy program, and Sina haven't been highlighted yet. I believe there will be results."

He patted the back of the female star's hand beside him, and the latter nodded reluctantly, not knowing what to say.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Come in."

The Yanda Huayi vice president glanced at the people in the room, somewhat tongue-tied.

"Speak directly."

The working-class vice president swallowed secretly, not knowing what kind of violent feedback the following news would bring:

"Xiangtai replied, saying that the superior department has rejected the application of the joint venture company between Tianyu Media, us, and Sina. The agreement... is void!"

Before Wang Xiaolei, who had "tiger eyes wide open," could attack, he hurriedly added.

"Also! These two episodes of *Happy Camp* have already been recorded. Ouyang Changqing approved... it is not suitable to make changes anymore."

Wang Dajun analyzed: "The situation of *Super Girl* is precarious. He wants to remain neutral in exchange for Lu Kuan's concessions on public opinion pressure."

"After all, this power is too strong, and his position is extremely sensitive. He has to be afraid."

The first to get angry was Zhou Jun, who had always had excellent self-cultivation: "This old thing, has he been scared out of his wits?"

"He's afraid of Lu Kuan, but is he not afraid of me, Zhou Jun!?"

He stood up abruptly: "I'm going to the embassy side right now. Dajun and Xiaolei, please keep in touch with Sina. You must stabilize them."

"Come to think of it, Xiangtai's withdrawal is just one less channel for speaking and broadcasting."

"The cultural promotion program made for Nara can be broadcast on the international channel and Sina, which is also very good. The effect won't be much worse!"

The two brothers smoking in the room responded dully. The Yanda Huayi vice president on the side remained silent and quietly closed the door and went out.

Not much worse?

I'm afraid this is just the first domino!

On April 28th, following the Money-Grabbing Gate, Slapping Gate, and Lee Eun-ju Gate, the General Administration of Radio and Television held a symposium in Beiping, officially starting to set the tone, define the nature, and collect opinions on various events that had been making a big noise in the domestic entertainment industry recently.

Major local satellite TV stations, entertainment companies, and media companies were all present.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the meeting officially began. The host symbolically reported the recent public opinion and the concerns of the leaders.

The meeting required everyone to uphold a united and harmonious industry competition attitude, with the purpose of promoting correct values and creating excellent cultural products, and to carry out various cultural activities in an orderly manner.

The symposium proceeded in an orderly manner. In the consultation of opinions from local TV stations, Long Danni, vice station head of Travel Satellite TV, made a statement.

Just when everyone thought she was going to reiterate the various anti-pan-entertainment remarks of her leader Lu Kuan behind the scenes, this former Xiangtai employee avoided the important and focused on the trivial:

"The content production side of Travel Satellite TV, New Horizon, will unswervingly support all the guiding opinions on the surface, unswervingly do a good job of self-restraint and self-regulation, and set a benchmark for healthy development for the industry..."

"At the same time, Travel Satellite TV will continue to learn from advanced units in the industry, including Xiangtai, forge ahead with determination, and dedicate popular and excellent cultural food to the broad masses of the people..."

Just when everyone was listening in suspicion, Long Danni said something shocking:

"In addition, I propose on behalf of Travel Satellite TV and Inquiry Realm Holdings!"

"For the vicious behavior of certain foreign stars who smash the pot after eating, disregard basic moral beliefs, and hurt national feelings, we must show concern. At the very least, we must not give them opportunities to continue showing their faces on satellite TV and CCTV."

Once these words were spoken, discussions arose in the audience. The vice president representing Yanda Huayi at the meeting remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"Xiangtai seconds the motion."

Everyone looked over; the speaker was Yao Jia from Xiangtai.

But after saying this, she fell into silence, lowering her head and looking at her nose, and her nose at her mouth.

The meeting ended quickly.

That night, very rarely, Xiangtai's "long-dusty" verified account on Blognet was reactivated.

The previous blog content was still the first anniversary of the birth of *Sword Fairy*, which celebrated the cooperation between Xiangtai and Inquiry Realm a year ago.

It's just that the melon-eating masses who came upon hearing the news didn't get much information from the blog content, only two lonely program previews.

About the plot and guest previews of the current and next episodes of *Happy Camp*, but none of them had anything to do with Yanda Huayi and Zhang Nara.

Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway.

Including Cheng Tian, Rong Xingda, Tang Ren, and Emperor, entertainment companies of all sizes looked at it, and these two short lines had nothing to do with the program.

This was a truce agreement between Xiangtai and Inquiry Realm.

Everyone went to Inquiry Realm Video and Blognet to search for the video of the Slapping Gate incident, only to find that the heat had almost disappeared.

On the contrary, there were mostly videos of Xiangtai and Tang Mou admitting their mistakes and apologizing publicly.

Shortly after the meeting, the surface officially issued a document, issuing the "Four Black Rules" for domestic entertainment talent shows. In short:

First, idol training and talent shows are not allowed to be broadcast during the golden time of satellite TV from 7:30 p. m. to 9:30 p. m.;

Second, the total duration of a single idol training and talent show must not exceed two hours;

Third, it is strictly forbidden to use ugliness, curiosity, insulting contestants, and deliberately creating contradictions as selling points to attract audiences and inflate heat;

Fourth, the number of offline branch venues for talent shows and cross-regional situations are strictly restricted, and the number of people attending branch venues is strictly restricted...

Overall, *Super Girl* will continue in a castrated form, but a lame leg is better than an amputation.

On May 9th, Yanda Huayi held an internal dinner, and a luxurious army was preparing to go to Cannes.

Since the outbreak of various events in early April, Yanda Huayi had been extremely tormented from top to bottom.

The reason for going to the Cannes Film Festival was to promote *Seven Swords*, which Yanda Huayi invested in. In addition to Wang Xiaolei, Zhang Nara, and others, Bingbing would also go together.

She was going to attend the 2005 Spring/Summer Women's Wear Release held by Armani and Galliano in Paris.

The atmosphere of the dinner was average. Wang Jinhua did not attend due to illness.

She and the company had almost reached the edge of breaking up, with only the last layer of window paper left to be pierced.

And Bingbing, holding champagne, skillfully socializing, inadvertently saw Zhang Nara's dejected appearance, and sighed secretly in her heart.

That man's move was too sharp.

Compared with him, the tactics of these people in Yanda Huayi were simply a witch meeting a great witch.

Last year, Big Mouth Monster took the lead to launch a cyberbullying campaign against Liu Yifei, and Zhou Jun implemented a three-day ban on Blognet through under-the-table operations.

In the end, he was counterattacked and failed, instead making Liu Yifei's popularity rise to a higher level.

It just didn't cause any impact on Zhang Nara herself, allowing the latter's popularity to skyrocket for more than a year.

Perhaps feeling that the time was ripe, since April, Lu Kuan's spearhead was clearly aimed directly at Zhou Jun's Korean mistress.

After two or three moves, she was basically sentenced to social death in the domestic entertainment industry.

For Bingbing, this couldn't be called very pleasant.

She was just curious about what form the final cut of this dog-head guillotine would take.

However, what the big actress was thinking about was that she would soon be able to see that man in Cannes and hear the answer in his arms with her own ears.

After the meal, Wang Dajun, Zhou Jun, and others discussed matters in a private room. Wang Xiaolei walked in with a wine glass, and everyone's faces didn't look very good.

However, the one whose face looked the worst was Teng Huatao, who was standing in front of everyone.

"President Wang, President Zhou, even if you let me consider it ten thousand times, I still have to say this."

"Zhang Nara is indeed no longer suitable to be the heroine of *Sword Fairy 3*."

"Take advantage of the fact that not many scenes have been filmed yet, and hurry up and plan to change the role!"

Zhou Jun rarely had contact with these film and television directors of Yanda Huayi. He only cared about the "foreign war" between Inquiry Realm and Lu Kuan.

"Why can't she do it? Was she ordered to be banned? Or were you, Teng Huatao, scared out of your wits by Inquiry Realm?"

Everyone inside Yanda Huayi knew that Zhang Nara was the one he had pushed to compete with the first little flower, and she also had a close relationship with him.

Was this person surnamed Teng too arrogant? He didn't take him seriously at all!

Wang Dajun hurriedly gave him a wink: "Taozi, don't talk nonsense. How long has the cast been publicized?"

"Changing it now, you are equivalent to being Lu Kuan's knife, stabbing Zhang Nara to death directly?"

The TV director shouted with the help of the alcohol: "Then you want to watch me being stabbed to death?"

"Go and see the abuse on the internet; it has already spread to the crew!"

"Our set in Hengdian was splashed with paint and written with big-character posters, saying we are accomplices of the Koreans!"

Zhou Jun was furious!

"Shut up!"

"If you can't film it, get out! Do you think this show can't do without you?"

Wang Dajun gave his younger brother a wink, and the latter understood in seconds: "Eh eh eh, calm down, calm down!"

He immediately turned his head to appease Zhou Jun: "Brother Jun, he drank too much, please forgive him."

"Mainly... Brother Tao has also put a lot of hard work into this show..."

As a second-generation director in the Beiping circle, Teng Huatao directed his first TV series at the age of 23, and also collaborated with Xu Jinglei and others. The starting point could not be said to be low.

But in later generations, he didn't become popular until 2009 with *Dwelling Narrowness*. He did have high hopes for this *Sword Fairy 3*.

Zhou Jun listened to this, only feeling that he had no face.

In front of these Yanda Huayi people who were slightly inferior to him in background, he had always been a person who planned strategies and commanded with ease.

Now a director dared to refute his prestige to his face—

Although he was only suggesting changing the role from a work perspective.

"I will be responsible for this matter to the end. Even if I can't do it in the end, it won't drag down Yanda Huayi and this TV series!"

Zhou Jun put the wine glass on the table heavily, and left with a cold face.

Wang Xiaolei diligently sent him into the elevator, then smiled, shook his head, returned to the private room, and locked the door.

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Teng Huatao slapped his thigh: "Hey! What is all this! You two brothers owe me a favor, right?"

"Taozi, that's not the logic, right? It's like you don't want to change the role yourself." Wang Dajun laughed.

Teng Huatao smiled wryly: "Of course I want to. I dream of filming this show well."

"You don't want to offend this big Buddha, so let me do it, sigh!"

Wang Xiaolei comforted: "You are purely discussing the matter as it stands, and it's drunken nonsense. He won't take it to heart."

"Besides, what kind of person do you think he is?"

"Once a toy loses its value, he discards it more readily than anyone else!"

Wang Dajun said sternly: "Let's get back to the point. Taozi, tell the truth, Zhang Nara can't be the heroine, are there any other suitable candidates?"

"During this trip to Cannes, Zhou Jun is preparing to make a final effort from both the embassy and Sina. If it doesn't work..."

He didn't finish this sentence, but everyone understood in seconds.

If it doesn't work, in the end, they can only cut Nara with tears.

Where you came from, go back there.

Teng Huatao pondered: "Xuejian, the first choice is Liu Yifei..."

"Stop, stop, can you say something more realistic?" Wang Xiaolei interrupted him impatiently.

"Then let's use Yang Mi. Although she is a supporting role now, she is okay in all aspects, and the price is also suitable."

"Yang Mi?" Wang Dajun rubbed his chin.

"Alright, then it seems we have to dig another female artist from Rong Xingda."

Wang Xiaolei nodded: "I'll tell Zhou Xun and see if she can do some work."

Teng Huatao said in surprise: "Zhou Xun has already agreed?"

"Shh!" Wang Xiaolei held down the noisy Teng Huatao: "Don't shout. Big brother is preparing to wait until Wang Jinhua officially leaves before we announce it."

"Oh oh, understood."

On May 11, 2005, the 58th Cannes Film Festival officially opened.

The Inquiry Realm Video broadcast team had already occupied a favorable terrain because of the existence of the "insider" Boss Lu. It's good to have someone at the top.

In front of the signature wall, Lu Kuan, the chairman of the jury in a suit and leather shoes, greeted the crew members and visiting guests attending the red carpet ceremony one by one according to the film festival regulations.

This Cannes Film Festival had plenty of Chinese elements, and there were also many old friends of Boss Lu.

*Princess Raccoon*, starring Zhang Ziyi, was shortlisted for the special screening unit, and she was also invited to be the award presenter for "Best Screenplay";

*Seven Swords* was shortlisted for the non-competition unit and would hold a promotion meeting during the film festival to watch and sell films;

The same goes for *The Myth*. Jackie Chan, Kim Hee-sun, Tony Leung Ka-fai, and others also arrived in Cannes in advance to prepare for publicity work.

These commercial films don't need to be mentioned; they were all here to mix for a familiar face and sell films. There were also two films that were really aiming for awards.

Wang Xiaoshuai, who was crazily dissed by Lu Kuan during the Beiping Seven Gentlemen debate, brought his *Shanghai Dreams*, starring Gao Yuanyuan and Qin Hao.

And Hou Hsiao-hsien, a director from Taiwan who had always wanted to mediate and restore the relationship between Lu Kuan and the Golden Horse Awards.

His film *Three Times* was also shortlisted for the Palme d'Or. At this moment, he had just walked onto the red carpet. The combination of Shu Qi and Chang Chen caused a barrage carnival on Inquiry Realm Video.

Rongcheng, Tianfu Lido Sheraton Hotel.

"Liu Yifei! Are you going to sleep or not!"

Su Chang on the bed sat up angrily: "I have to film that ghost video of yours tomorrow. You called me here to visit the set, but you won't let people sleep, right?"

"What's the rush? Watch the film festival before sleeping."

Little Liu sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the man in a suit laughing and hugging Hou Hsiao-hsien on the screen with a smile in her eyes.

Not seen for a month, he seems to have lost weight.

It must be because he was tired from being busy with the Olympic Games and the earthquake film during this time.

Su Chang lay down speechlessly, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep, so she simply jumped off the bed and got into her best friend's quilt.

"Look at that look of yours that doesn't cost money!"

Liu Yifei ignored her look of disdain and operated the 【Road-Rolling Ji】 account to downvote a barrage.

Chang Chen seems to be more handsome than the washing machine — downvote +1.

"Look at you, is the truth hard to listen to?"

Liu Yifei turned her face to Su Chang and outputted: "Fart! Is that called the truth?"

"Although Lu Kuan is a bit of a scumbag, the artist temperament on him is fascinating. These barrages know nothing!"

"And! He plays football very well, and I didn't notice it before, but his figure is also okay..."

Su Chang was shocked: "What? You've reached that level? Are you going to die, Liu Yifei?"

"What? Your brain is so dirty! That was a charity football match..."

"Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Su Chang sneered: "Heh, I don't understand, but I think Shu Qi understands quite well."

"Hmm?"

Liu Yifei turned to the screen, and what caught her eyes was the washing machine laughing and hugging Shu Qi, and Shu Qi was also whispering to him shyly.

The iconic sexy lips were perfectly captured by the editorial team that occupied the advantageous position of Inquiry Realm Video.

"Hmph, Su Chang, you want to make me angry, right?"

"Because I disturbed your sleep, you want to make me angry? I won't pay attention to you!"

Su Chang tutted: "You learned quite well from our boss. You pretend not to see or hear things you don't want to acknowledge."

Lies don't hurt people; the truth is the sharp knife.

Liu Yifei couldn't help but think of the sad past when she repeatedly faced the washing machine but couldn't, and was fooled by him by talking about other things.

"Ah ah ah!"

Little Liu broke her defense, threw down the computer, and turned over to ride on her best friend: "Are you satirizing me?"

"Hahaha, you're anxious, you're anxious!"

The two laughed and played for a while, and the sound of the Chinese commentary in the live broadcast room came from the computer.

"Walking on the red carpet now is the mainland film star Bingbing. Today she is wearing a high-definition national style, and the exquisite embroidery craftsmanship outlines delicate oriental flower and bird patterns."

"The silk skirt sways flexibly with her steps, as elegant as murmuring water, which well interprets the beauty and atmosphere of oriental women."

Su Chang stole a glance at her best friend's side face, saw an inexplicable murderous aura in her eyes, and moved to change the subject on the spur of the moment.

"Eh, you said about Zhang Nara recently..."

"It's him."

"Do you still need to think?"

Liu Yifei didn't want to watch the troublesome scene of the washing machine hugging Fan Bingbing, so she put the computer aside directly.

She got out of bed, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and took a light sip.

"Don't drink so much water, you have to film that tea art video of yours tomorrow."

"Hmm hmm, I know."

Liu Yifei got back on the bed, took the computer and put it on their legs. Another Zhang Ziyi she didn't like walked onto the screen.

Su Chang chuckled in her heart looking at her best friend's depressed expression.

You are unhappy, and you can't stop these women from hugging your washing machine. It's annoying to death!

"Eh, you just said what else is there to think about, do you mean this whole thing was planned by Lu Kuan from beginning to end?"

"Yes!"

Su Chang raised a different opinion: "Then how did he make Zhang Nara's father say such rebellious words?"

"There must be allies inside South Korea, probably." Liu Yifei rubbed her chin, recalling the scene of running the *Exotic Realm* roadshow in South Korea last year.

All kinds of entertainment companies and film companies whose names she couldn't remember.

And that male actor who wanted to shake hands with her but was interrupted by Lu Kuan. She still hasn't figured out what was going on until now.

"Eh, then what do you say about Xiangtai? I heard in the company that the two sides have made up again."

"The day before yesterday, Long Danni even invited his old leader Ouyang Changqing to visit and guide the production center of Travel Satellite TV."

Liu Yifei pursed her lips and smiled, thinking of the insights she had gained from the first chapter of *Dragon Slayer* that she had analyzed in front of Boss Lu before.

Unite all forces that can be united.

The red carpet ceremony on the screen was almost over. The chairman of the Cannes Film Festival, Kusturica, who had won the Palme d'Or twice, was speaking.

Liu Yifei came back to her senses: "Actually, I think the whole thing is like this."

Little Liu, who had been obsessed with *Dragon Slayer* recently, tried to analyze her views for her best friend.

"That day Lu Kuan went to a meeting. I was eating at his house in the morning and saw the content of his proposal."

"At first, he might have really wanted to take action against Xiangtai, perhaps because he was worried that their *Super Girl* would compete with Travel Satellite TV."

"From the perspective of historical heritage and real audience and reputation accumulation, Xiangtai is definitely temporarily superior to Travel Satellite TV."

Su Chang couldn't help but interrupt: "Then it was almost successful, right? Didn't that Slapping Gate happen? The General Administration must have something to say, right?"

"Even I can see it. What happened at noon was spread wildly on Inquiry Realm Video in less than two hours. It must have been authorized by the washing machine."

Liu Yifei nodded: "That's right, this should have been the train of thought, but there should have been a change halfway, making him aim his target at Zhang Nara again."

"What change?"

Su Chang didn't know yet that this change was related to Zhuang Xu, the president of Blognet who was pursuing her now.

"How would I know? In short, his goal has changed. Now it is a key strike against Yanda Huayi's Zhang Nara."

"*Dragon Slayer* says that you must distinguish different enemies and adopt different strategies."

"For example, the national capital in different historical periods has two sides. You must unite with them when they have progressiveness, and carry out appropriate struggle and striving when they waver and compromise, so as to achieve the purpose of dividing the enemy camp and making your own strength stronger."

Su Chang was stunned, as if she had returned to the days of watching politics and history while preparing for the Beiping Film Academy exam.

"You... why are you still studying this?"

Liu Yifei raised her eyebrows: "Fighting against bad elements!"

"So, perhaps Xiangtai is not considered a class enemy to be fought to the death in Lu Kuan's eyes. He turned his muzzle and prepared to seal Zhang Nara's throat with a sword."

"That's why he adopted a strategy of dividing and winning over Xiangtai."

Su Chang looked at her best friend dumbly, feeling that she became more mysterious every few months.

This is because her spiritual world has been ripened by Boss Lu.

"Right! I know! I know why he is striking Zhang Nara."

Little Liu tilted her head suspiciously: "Why?"

"Is he venting his anger for what happened to you last year?"

Liu Yifei was stunned. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about this possibility.

But with his personality, using so many resources just to vent anger for her experience last year?

Not very likely.

"There should be other purposes. He is always mysterious, and there are many things we can't see through."

"But one thing, he will absolutely not do things without benefits."

"If it was to vent anger for me, wouldn't he have used this little sugar cube to coax me into working for him long ago? It's definitely not."

Su Chang slandered in her heart, if he doesn't give you a little sugar cube, aren't you still rushing up?

Who is the video filmed tomorrow for?

The two chatted for a while, and Su Chang suddenly saw the barrage volume on the screen skyrocketing, almost covering the Cannes Film Festival interface.

"Quick quick, see what the scene is, why did you turn off the sound!"

The two little girls looked over. Lu Kuan, who had just finished his speech on behalf of the film festival jury, did not leave.

He whispered a few words to the staff beside him. The staff member in a suit nodded in understanding, walked off the stage, and pointed to command a few times.

The two were a bit puzzled. They had just muted the sound, and they didn't know what the "awesome" and "powerful" barrages were brushing.

The broadcast commentary in the video came:

"Okay, there is a problem with the live signal. Next, we will see the relevant leaders of the Pan-Asia Film Academy mentioned by Director Lu just now, walking onto the stage!"

"Pan-Asia Film Academy? What is that?"

Liu Yifei already knew the truth in advance, so she let Su Chang listen to the explanation at this moment.

At the same time, countless fans in the country who cared about the film festival, cared about Yanda Huayi's *Seven Swords*, or cared about Boss Lu were stunned.

Lu Kuan stood on the stage and held the microphone with a smile: "The Pan-Asia Film Academy is a director training academy jointly founded by five top Asian film academies."

"The academy's main teaching and filming venues are set up in Beiping. It will gather the strongest director teaching resources in Asia and the world, combine the relevant theories and practices of the Hollywood film industry, and cultivate genre and commercial film directors within Asia."

"We will adopt a teaching model that integrates production, learning, and research. In the feature film production and distribution of students' graduation, China's Inquiry Realm Holdings, South Korea's CJ Entertainment, and Japan's Toho Co., Ltd. will reach close cooperation and jointly contribute to the development of Asian cinema!"

"Next, let's invite the academy's investors, joint school-running parties, and the first batch of five mentors to the stage!"

Film Festival Chairman Kusturica took the lead in applauding. This segment naturally received his full support.

The Cannes Film Festival scene and filmmakers around the world who were paying attention to the film festival looked curiously at the familiar faces appearing one by one.

The tip of the iceberg of the Pan-Asia Film Academy gradually surfaced.

"President Zhang?"

"Stephen Chow?"

"Park Chan-wook?"

Su Chang pointed to the curly-haired woman on the screen: "Who is this person? I haven't seen her before?"

You haven't seen her, but some people have not only seen her, but were also scared out of their wits!

For example, Zhang Nara, who is sitting under the rostrum now.

At the moment of seeing Lee Mi-kyung, she felt as if she had been enlightened. The question that had also troubled her for a long time was finally answered!

"How did Zhu Husheng happen to explode his money-grabbing words so coincidentally?"

"How were the details of Lee Eun-ju being ruthlessly beaten spread vividly on Tianya?"

Lee Mi-kyung.

CJ Entertainment.

Cheil Jedang... Samsung...

Zhang Nara could no longer listen to Boss Lu's passionate speech on the stage, about the future of the film academy, about the necessity of cultivating genre film directors in the three East Asian countries, about...

She only had one thought in her heart now: escape here quickly and call Zhou Jun.

"Eh, isn't that Zhang Nara? Why did she run out in such a hurry?"

"Who cares about her, let her die, dirty woman!"

"Really, watching the Cannes Film Festival and still being able to see this goods, bad luck!"

Liu Yifei and Su Chang looked at each other, looking at Zhang Nara on the screen who was covering her face and fleeing the Palais des Festivals, crying and losing her composure, and looked at each other in dismay.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 275 =====