Chapter 327 Gossip
The lights in the VIP lounge are bright.
Fan Bingbing, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked stunningly beautiful, casually glanced at Zhang Ziyi, who was sitting opposite her and was secretly competing with her.
The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile: "Humph, stupid woman!"
Not to mention that I was the last person to appear on the red carpet, which was decided in advance by the organizer and the team.
What's more, Tengda Culture is a shareholder of her own studio, and Fan Bingbing's commercial value is deeply tied to capital interests.
The more popular she is and the more money she makes, the greater the profit for Tengda, so the organizers will naturally give her face.
Since you, Zhang Ziyi, and Tengda have no vested interests involved, you actually dare not listen to the organizer's account. You are really courting death!
Thinking of this, Fan Bingbing waved to the assistant who was watching outside the door, and when she came closer, he whispered, "What's the situation outside now?"
"Sister Bingbing, you and Zhang Ziyi are the only ones who haven't walked the red carpet yet. The red carpet has been empty for 10 minutes, and the staff are getting impatient!"
"What time is it?"
The assistant glanced at his watch: "7:23!"
"Then let's go." Fan Bingbing stood up gracefully, her skirt fluttering.
I decided not to waste time with Zhang Ziyi any more. If I delay any further, the red carpet show will be over and I will offend the organizers for nothing, which will not be worth it.
The assistant breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bent down to help the boss lift her skirt.
Before leaving the house, Fan Bingbing paused and looked back meaningfully at Zhang Ziyi who was still sitting upright. He sneered in his heart, thinking that if he acted like a big shot towards Tengda, he would probably fall flat on his face.
Three minutes later, Fan Bingbing stepped onto the red carpet, looking glamorous and full of the aura of a big star.
Flash lights went on one after another, and he waved gracefully in response to the reporters and audience in the audience. He calmly accepted interviews, signed autographs and took photos in front of the autograph wall, and then stepped into the backstage.
At this moment, the time has come to 7:32.
Zhang Ziyi, feeling satisfied and confident that she was the final winner, walked out of the lounge calmly.
The staff who had received instructions long ago had already begun to roll up the red carpet and announced to the media that the red carpet segment of "Weibo Night" had officially ended.
When Zhang Ziyi walked through the waiting area and was about to walk onto the red carpet with great pride, she was surprised to find that the red carpet was gone!
As she stared in disbelief, a backstage manager trotted over and pretended to be shocked: "Teacher Zhang, why are you still here?"
Although she was burning with anger, Zhang Ziyi was, after all, an international star who had seen many ups and downs, so she was still rational at the moment.
Taking a deep breath, trying to calm down, he asked, "Where's the red carpet?"
The person in charge scratched his head, looking confused, and acted out the scene vividly: "Teacher Zhang, the red carpet session has ended. We were told not to affect traffic and to put away the red carpet."
Zhang Ziyi froze in place, her ears buzzing, and she realized that this was a warning from the organizer.
Her fingertips trembled slightly as she clutched the hem of her skirt. She was in a dilemma! If she forced her way in, she would be photographed by reporters without a red carpet and would lose face.
But if he left in anger, he would definitely offend Tengda, the largest giant in the entertainment industry, and he would probably become a laughing stock after the news got out.
When Zhang Ziyi was in a dilemma, the person in charge whispered to persuade her: "Teacher Zhang, things have come to this point. You should enter the venue later. The reporters at the autograph wall will disperse soon."
The person in charge was also helpless. Although he was following orders, Zhang Ziyi was an influential star after all. If there was a fallout and caused adverse effects, a small character like him would probably be the one to take the blame.
Zhang Ziyi thought for a moment and decided to adopt the suggestion of the person in charge. Now that the red carpet has been removed, it is a foregone conclusion that she cannot walk on the red carpet. Avoiding the media and finding an opportunity to enter in a low-key manner seems to be her only option.
With this thought in mind, Zhang Ziyi returned to the lounge again, and couldn't help but think about it. She had to discuss public relations strategies with her agent as soon as possible.
After all, reporters are very smart and will soon realize that they didn't walk the red carpet, so they have to come up with a foolproof plan before things break out.
The backstage of Weibo Night was star-studded, and the guests were already seated, waiting for the ceremony to begin.
The seats in the venue were arranged in a nine-square grid. In the center of the first row were Song Ci and several bigwigs, on the left were a group of big movie directors, and on the right were seniors in the industry.
The second and third rows are occupied by A-list celebrities, top stars, sports champions and socialites.
"Really?" Fan Bingbing, who was in the middle of the second row and was the last to walk the red carpet, opened her red lips slightly, as if she had heard some great news.
The director captured this scene very cleverly and recorded the footage.
Qiao Zhengyu beside him nodded vigorously: "I heard that it was the order personally given by Ms. Liu, the president of Weibo. When the time came, the red carpet was directly removed."
Fan Bingbing was so surprised that she was speechless. She knew that Tengda would definitely not care about the title of "international superstar", but she didn't expect him to be so ruthless. It was simply a loud slap in the face to Zhang Ziyi.
"So she went straight back?"
"No, it is said that the red carpet person in charge said a few words of comfort and did not leave. He may enter the venue in a low-key manner later."
"Why seek glory and then suffer humiliation?" Fan Bingbing shook his head, his tone light but with a hint of sarcasm.
The stars sitting in the second and third rows were all well-informed, and soon the gossip that Zhang Ziyi failed to be the finale and was instead removed from the red carpet spread in the audience.
"Isn't she waiting behind us?" Li Bingbing looked at Huang Xiaoming with some confusion.
When she and Huang Xiaoming walked on the red carpet together, she clearly saw Zhang Ziyi waiting not far away, and it was obvious that they were preparing to walk the red carpet, so how did such trouble suddenly arise?
"It is said that she met Liu Shishi while waiting in the backstage and was stimulated." Huang Xiaoming shared the news his assistant had just found out on WeChat.
"So that's it!" Li Bingbing suddenly realized, and then felt a little unhappy.
Only then did she realize that Liu Shishi would walk the red carpet after her and Huang Xiaoming. She suddenly felt a sense of crisis. "There's a new term on the Internet recently, '85 Flowers'. Have you heard of it?"
"I know, I'm referring to a few actresses born around 1985, actually the Four Little Flowers, Liu Yifei, Liu Shishi, Yang Mi, and Wang Luodan.
These four have excellent works, and are far ahead in terms of popularity, fan base, etc. Compared with you, they are just a little short of award qualifications. "
Li Bingbing sighed: "They also caught up with the good times. When we first debuted, we relied on print media to promote our movies. It's not like now that you can just post a Weibo and do something fancy to make everyone know about it."
On the side, Fan Bingbing and Qiao Zhengyu happened to be talking about Liu Shishi.
"Old Qiao, tell me the truth." Fan Bingbing nudged his old partner with his elbow and nodded at Song Ci in front of him, "What is the relationship between your fellow apprentice sister and this person?"
Qiao Zhengyu pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth: "What's the relationship? I don't know."
Fan Bingbing rolled his eyes and said, "Don't try that! Zhang Zhao had specifically told me not to mess with Liu Shishi.
Just look at your Tengda artists. When they saw Liu Shishi, they were like mice seeing a cat, hiding far away. That’s a clue. And…”
Fan Bingbing seemed to have thought of something and stopped talking abruptly.
In fact, when "Startling by Each Step" became a big hit and fans of Liu Shishi and Yang Mi were fighting, her team of internet trolls also wanted to fish in troubled waters and create some negative news about the two young actresses who were in the limelight.
However, according to feedback from the internet trolls, Weibo automatically filters out negative news about Liu Shishi, and no "black material" about Liu Shishi can be posted on Weibo.
The message can only be sent out by going to Tieba, Tianya and other websites that have nothing to do with Tengda Group.
This shocked Fan Bingbing extremely. Remembering Zhang Zhao's earlier warning, he immediately stopped.
"This..." Qiao Zhengyu hesitated. There are some things that cannot be said by oneself. "It's good that you know it in your heart. I won't say more."
"Are the rumors on the forum true? Liu Shishi is the mistress of Tengda's big boss?" Fan Bingbing's face was full of gossip and he deliberately lowered his voice.
But in his heart he had great respect for Master Liu, thinking that although the little girl looked innocent, her methods were quite good, and that she had accomplished what he himself had failed to do back then.
With the richest man as his partner, it’s no wonder that he has such good resources. Everything has gone smoothly for him, and he has easily become one of the top stars in the entertainment industry.
Seeing that Fan Bingbing was talking nonsense, Qiao Zhengyu quickly warned him, "Don't talk nonsense. If this gets to Director Song's ears, it will be no joke."
He knew that the big boss and Liu Shishi were childhood sweethearts and first love, and they had a very deep relationship. If words like "concubine" and "third child" were to get to the richest man, he would definitely be in trouble.
"We are just chatting, and no one else can hear us. Why are you panicking?"
Qiao Zhengyu subconsciously looked around and saw that people on both sides were busy talking and no one was paying attention to him.
He looked back at Wang Luodan who was looking at his phone in the back row, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's change the subject."
Fan Bingbing curled his lips. Knowing that his friend was always cautious, he suppressed his curiosity and changed the subject: "Old Joe, when can we work together again to replicate the popularity of "My Love from the Star"?!"
Qiao Zhengyu also became more excited and looked forward to it: "Okay, a movie or a TV series?"
"Of course it's the TV series!" Fan Bingbing blurted out. She now realized that if she wanted to gain popularity, she had to rely on TV series.
"Okay, I have some time recently. I'll look in the company's script library when I get back to see if there's any good script that's suitable."
The two hit it off immediately. Qiao Zhengyu has turned to the big screen in the past two years, but his works have received mediocre responses. He is looking forward to a hit drama to regain his popularity.
At exactly eight o'clock in the evening, the lights in the venue suddenly dimmed, and then neon beams burst out from the stage, shining brightly, and dynamic music filled the entire venue.
Accompanied by the passionate melody, several young and beautiful girls came on stage, dancing to the rhythm with their slender waists, instantly igniting the atmosphere.
The unique opening performance of Weibo Night lifted the spirits of the guests and sparked a lot of discussion.
At the same time, the official Weibo website also launched a live broadcast of Weibo Night. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of viewers flocked to the live broadcast room, wanting to catch a glimpse of the grand occasion in the entertainment industry.
“It’s Girls’ Generation!”
"It is said that this is the most popular girl group in Korea, and is popular throughout Asia."
"Tengda is still awesome! I love looking at these white thighs."
Every second, the number of people online in the live broadcast room is rising rapidly, and countless barrages are flashing.
"It's Yoona, my favorite Korean actress!"
"Seohyun! Seohyun!" "Captain Taeyeon is the prettiest."
"Such a slim waist and long legs! It turns out that the richest man also likes it. It seems that the aesthetic tastes of China's wealthy and South Korean chaebols are very similar."
The director seemed to understand netizens' psychology well and cut the live broadcast camera to the center of the first row at the right time.
In the picture, Song Ci crosses his hands in front of his chest, leaning slightly on the back of a chair, with a diamond brooch shining brightly on his collar. His face, which looks like it was carved by a knife, is extremely handsome under the background of the stage lights.
But what was surprising was that the richest man had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was resting, as if the wonderful dance on the stage could not arouse his interest at all.
The barrage of comments immediately exploded: "Damn, Song Ci didn't even look at it, what a pretense!"
"Boss Song is really generous. He doesn't watch it himself, but gives benefits to netizens."
"To be honest, Song Ci's looks are very impressive in the entertainment industry."
"The richest man's determination is beyond words!"
The director did not dare to focus on the richest man for too long, so he switched the camera to allow netizens to continue enjoying the wonderful dance.
The performance ended soon, and while the audience and netizens were still reminiscing about Girls' Generation's graceful dancing moves, the two hosts walked slowly onto the center of the stage.
"Dear guests and dear audience friends, good evening! I am the host Li Hong, welcome to Weibo Night, the pinnacle of starlight and popularity!"
“I am the host, Sa Beining! Tonight, we are gathered here to witness Weibo’s highlight moment of the year!
Here you will find the brightest stars, the hottest topics, the most touching stories, and the expectations and love of hundreds of millions of netizens!"
The two hosts were full of passion, and the big electronic screen behind them flashed the hot events of the year, which made people recall the past year.
In the audience, Jiang Tao looked at the stage, leaned slightly and sighed: "Mr. Song, Li Hong was also an excellent host of our CCTV. You are trying to poach CCTV's talent."
Song Ci smiled calmly: "Everyone has their own ambitions. Now the "Headline Star" she hosts is already a well-known interview program in China."
Jiang Tao nodded: "Indeed, outstanding people can shine wherever they go, and that was also the case with Yang Lan."
On the stage, Li Hong faced the audience and the camera, expressing herself with passion and grace:
“Here, we can not only see the gorgeous appearances of top stars, but also hear the insights of celebrities; we can not only review the hot topics of the year, but also foresee future trends.
Sabining took the opportunity to continue the topic: "Without further ado, let us start tonight's glorious night with the warmest applause."
The melodious music sounded again and the lights in the venue were bright.
The two hosts held a thick stack of cards and started the award ceremony: "The first award to be announced is the Weibo Influential Media of the Year..."
"The Most Influential Cultural Figure", "The Most Inspiring Figure", "The King of Weibo Originality", there are many different awards at Weibo Night. In essence, it is about dividing the cake. It is a win-win event for all parties.
The previous rounds of awards did not attract much attention. After all, the number of fans and the popularity of topics of ordinary bloggers cannot be compared with those of celebrities in the entertainment industry. The core driving force of Weibo traffic still depends on the dazzling stars in the entertainment industry.
As the awards were handed out one after another, it soon came to the first award involving the entertainment industry, Film of the Year!
(End of this chapter)
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