"You guys are riding horses"

When the interview was over and he was about to start worshiping God, Bai Anliang received the news.

What the hell? Caught someone?

He immediately rubbed his head helplessly.

My junior brothers are all good, but they are too protective of him.

How could these guys do something like a blatant "kidnapping" in broad daylight?!

He even came to him happily and asked him if he wanted to break the reporter's legs directly.

Damn it, that's "one of our own"!

No! You can’t do this even if you’re not one of your own?! She just said a few bad words, but that’s not the extent of the crime. If it really doesn’t work, is it okay to wait until the other party leaves the crew before taking action?

Of course, Wang Jing helped contact the person, and Bai Anliang did not know him before.

After finding the corner, he hurriedly helped the poor reporter up. He also asked what his name was.

"My surname is Zhou."

"Reporter Zhou, I'm sorry, my fellow juniors are a little rude and rough. I hope you can forgive me."

Bai Anliang apologized to reporter Zhou in a gentle tone. While apologizing, he was thinking about what he would do to the other person if he didn't accept the apology.

I've done everything. Junior brother can teach me a lesson later, but the matter has to be solved.

There are many solutions, both civil and military, it just depends on what the other party likes.

He has many emergency plans to choose from.

Fortunately, the other party was quite generous, waving his hands repeatedly, "It was a misunderstanding. The juniors under Bai's guidance are all warm-blooded good men, and they are loyal, which is normal. But next time we cooperate again, you must make it clear to them in advance.

Just now I thought I was going to be killed."

"No, we are all law-abiding citizens." Seeing that the other party was so "sensible", the smile on Bai Anliang's face became more sincere.

In this case, it saves trouble.

To avoid getting into any more bad trouble.

Law-abiding citizen?

Reporter Zhou looked at the tough men. They were like children who were criticized for doing something wrong, with their hands behind their backs and their heads lowered. It was in sharp contrast to the tigers descending the mountain just now.

This not only made him look at Bai Anliang even more highly, it was incredible that his subordinates could protect him like this!

The human heart is available.

"This is your business card, Director Bai. We will definitely cooperate more in the future." Reporter Zhou quickly put a smile on his face and took out his business card and handed it to Bai Anliang with both hands.

Bai Anliang took the business card and glanced at it, Huh?

This is not unusual for a certain newspaper.

The main reason is that reporter Zhou’s name is a little weird. His name is actually Zhou Chongguang? You’re an undercover agent sent by Xiaosi, right?

Oh no, Xiaosi hasn't written "Little Times" yet.

Of course, these are harmless. The reporter Zhou Chongguang Zhou in front of him. Bai Anliang can tell at a glance that he is not a good person just like himself.

Even good people can't take over the previous job.

Since none of them are good people, there must be many opportunities for everyone to cooperate.

At this point, the misunderstanding is resolved.

Reporter Zhou also patted his chest and said that he would definitely write an article to praise him later.

In this regard, Bai Anliang put forward different opinions.

"No, if you want to scold me, it doesn't matter if it's to flatter others or to be mysterious, just don't say a nice word."

Reporter Zhou:???

Scold him?

Reporter Zhou thought he heard it wrong. He had never heard such a request. Is it possible that some people really like to be scolded?

But as a reporter, even though I work for a fee, I still have professionalism, and I quickly got the taste for it.

"Director Bai, are you trying to make things lively?"

clever!

Bai Anliang liked to deal with such smart people and nodded, "If criticism is not free, then praise is meaningless. I think there must be such a person who will constantly find faults and criticize me in my acting career."

, Only in this way can we make better progress.”

The translation of this sentence is: Be my black fan leader!

What does it mean to be praised? The best way to maintain popularity is through controversy.

Some people praised and others scolded him to better attract the public's attention. Bai Anliang just saw it. This reporter Zhou is from the southern media. Aren't they good at doing this kind of thing?

Moreover, when working in the entertainment industry, one should never expect everyone to like him. Why should Bai Anliang do something that even RMB cannot do?

Being scolded is uncontrollable, but if there is a black fan leader who is actually one of our own, some things can be controlled.

Of course, this is all just planning in advance, Bai Anliang just likes to do things like this to prepare for a rainy day.

The two looked at each other and smiled, regretting that they met so late!

However, just as Bai Anliang and Reporter Zhou were walking out of the corner, arm-in-arm and smiling, they bumped into someone head-on.

"Huh? Director Bai!" Gao Yuanyuan, who was about to go to the dressing room to touch up her makeup, was stunned for a moment, then a polite smile appeared on her face, "What a coincidence."

"Miss Gao, it's quite a coincidence." Bai Anliang didn't know what to say. He was "in cahoots" with someone right now.

It was suddenly broken. It was a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, Gao Yuanyuan didn't seem to recognize that the person next to Bai Anliang was the reporter who kept shouting. After saying hello, she looked at Bai Anliang passing by and looked at him again curiously.

The assistant next to her smiled and said, "Sister Yuanyuan, don't look at me. All the experts and handsome guys are gone."

"Oh, please be respectful. He is the big shot of our crew. Didn't you hear the titles during the interview? He will take care of us later. He can have the final say on many things about the crew."

"So awesome? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

"I haven't heard of him either. He seems to be from Xiangjiang, but he speaks Mandarin really well and has no accent at all." Gao Yuanyuan said with emotion.

Her assistant just said it casually, but Gao Yuanyuan was a little interested and prepared to inquire about Bai Anliang. After all, they have been filming together for so long, so it would not be a bad thing to know more about her.

On the other hand, in order to prevent this kind of "crash" from happening again, Bai Anliang did not exchange any more greetings with Reporter Zhou and quickly asked him to leave.

Facts have proved that he was a bit prescient.

As soon as Reporter Zhou left, Da Tiantian, who was looking for him everywhere with wide eyes, appeared out of nowhere.

Fortunately, fortunately.

Bai Anliang's image in Da Tiantian's mind is quite high-ranking, but she can't let her see him engaging in conspiracies.

However, the girl's focus was not on these things. She looked impatient and said, "Uncle! Where is the Joy of Fire? Come and see."

Instead of praising him for being handsome, he was thinking about the broken knife.

However, the fuel of the knife had been burned out at this time, and Bai Anliang was not worried about hurting Da Tiantian, so he naturally gave the knife to her generously.

The girl took it and observed it with great interest. She also posed in a decent manner and imitated Bai Anliang in drawing the sword.

Of course, except for a small spark from the flint embedded in the knife, nothing happened.

"Why isn't it on fire?"

"After the fuel is burned out, I won't give it to you even if it catches fire. This thing is very dangerous. Do you think I just said it nonsense?"

"Uncle, are you not injured?" Da Tiantian asked.

When Bai Anliang heard this, he quietly put his burned right hand behind his back, "How could I be injured?"

"Uncle is the most powerful!"

——

The trend of power-on worship originated in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and then quickly spread to the mainland.

During the ceremony, the camera is usually covered with red cloth, and the table used for worship is covered with red velvet cloth.

As for which god to worship? It all depends on personal preference~

Film was born in the era of industrial civilization. There is no god to worship. If you really want to worship, there is a god called the God of the Camera.

It is better to say that under the solemn sense of ceremony, the staff can work more seriously and feel more at ease. To put it bluntly, the atmosphere is in place, which is no different from the team building and annual meetings held by those companies.

The red banner "The World's Best" is about to start production" has been hung high at the scene, and worship to the gods will begin soon.

"Miss Jing, this way."

Da Tiantian was originally standing behind the other leading actors, looking around enthusiastically, feeling all the new things in the regular crew, and then she was called to the front.

The little girl was a little embarrassed, after all, so many people were looking at her.
To be continued...