Chapter 411: I’ll Live Stream Myself Eating Shit!
——I heard that "Allure" couldn’t find a platform willing to pick it up and, in the end, had to resort to the nearly bankrupt Youju, haha. How pathetic is that?
——Trash director, trash actors, trash crew, now even the streaming platform is trash. Could these two be the so-called ’Trash Duo’ everyone talks about?
——Serves them right! If I ever watch "Allure" for even a second, I’ll live stream myself eating a keyboard!
——If I ever watch "Allure," may my future son be born without a dick!
——I’d rather disembowel myself, thank you.
The comments were becoming increasingly outrageous, enraging Xu Jiayang to the extreme!
For directors, every film is like their own child.
But now his child was being insulted. How could he not be furious?
These people haven’t even seen "Allure." What right do they have to judge it!
"This is absurd!"
Xu Jiayang slammed his hand on the desk, "What do they know? ’Allure’ might have aired just a month after wrapping up the shoot, but I had been working on post-production long before that, which is how we saved so much time!
A bunch of trolls. Why don’t they go criticize ’Deep Palace’ instead? They claimed to have a budget of three hundred million, but all the money went to hiring stars. If a crew like that could produce a good drama, I’d live stream myself eating shit!"
Xia Weibao’s lips twitched.
That’s harsh!
A keyboard might be somewhat chewable, but how would one chew on shit?
Director Xu, don’t be impulsive.
Xia Shi seemed to be the more rational one, "Deep Palace is a major production, different from web dramas. Even if they work overtime to finish post-production, doesn’t censorship still take time?"
Xu Jiayang gradually calmed down.
Indeed, TV drama production is a very troublesome process, requiring various reviews even after editing.
Typically, it takes a year or even two to three years after wrapping up to be aired.
"Deep Palace" was said to air as if on a whim, and though it was still a few days away, why did it suddenly become the 12th?
Leng Yan’s expression was unusually solemn, "Deep Palace has someone behind it."
"That’s right," Xia Shi’s expression was extremely ugly. "And it’s someone with a lot of power."
They have enough control over the Broadcasting Bureau to push "Deep Palace" through the review.
The Huaxia Country’s State Administration of Radio, Film, and Television is a direct subsidiary of the State Council, not a place where just anyone can extend their reach.
Who in the world could it be?
Leng Yan waved his hand, "It’s none of my business. My nemesis, who’s cursed to sire a son without an anus, is only capable of farting around in the business world."
Xu Jiayang spread his hands, "My sworn enemy is just in the entertainment industry; he doesn’t have the means to meddle with national institutions."
Xia Shi shook her head, "It’s not my concern. You’ve heard of these people too, right? Just a bunch of foul money, that’s all they amount to."
All eyes turned to Xia Weibao, who was munching on spicy strips while browsing the internet.
Xia Weibao, "..."
"Why are you looking at me? I don’t know anything."
Everyone, "..."
"Xia Weibao, who the hell did you offend?" Leng Yan snorted.
Xia Weibao blinked innocently, more clueless than anyone; she truly had no idea.
Xu Jiayang rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "It must be someone very frightening. The smear campaign against you three years ago involved too many people: celebrities, directors, seasoned film critics, even the chairman of Qian’s Engineering, Qian Guoan, took part in smearing you.
To have such a significant influence, there are few in Huaxia one could think of."
Xia Weibao continued to eat her spicy strips, having seriously contemplated this before — the original person was gentle-natured and truly hadn’t offended anyone.
Just then, Leng Yan slammed his hand on the table and stood up, "I know who you’ve offended!"
"Who?" Xia Weibao was curious.
"The president of Lu Corporation, Lu Hualiang!"