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Yu Jing woke up and took the time to look at the number of plays in the theater. It had exceeded 300 million, which showed that there were viewers watching it repeatedly.
"reunion?"
Yu Jing, who was squatting at home editing the video, received a call from the review editor. He stopped what he was doing and paused the scene, which happened to stop at the scene where the emperor's eyes widened and he breathed his last.
I will never die with my eyes in peace.
The reviewing editor's eyes twitched, and his eyes were on the emperor's face without moving away.
"Director Jing, what's wrong with the emperor?" the review editor asked curiously.
Most TV series are filmed and broadcast at the same time. Yu Jing only uploads two episodes every day. He is Yu Jing's review editor and has priority review rights. He has long fallen into the trap of the drama palace.
I really want to see the plot below.
Yu Jing glanced at the emperor casually, and closed the screen with the regretful expression of the review editor: "Dead."
The review editor was shocked: "This, that's it."
"What party did you just say?"
"Oh, it's an official event organized by Tianxuan, inviting some UP hosts and directors to communicate with each other."
It is definitely not possible for any profession to work behind closed doors. More exchanges with peers may inspire inspiration, so Tianxuan holds it once a month.
"You don't have to force this kind of thing. Director Jing can refuse if something happens."
Yu Jing: "Huh? I'm fine. Send me your address. I just want to go out and relax."
If he stayed with the actors in the crew again, either Yu Jing would be driven crazy or he would smash their heads.
After uploading the third and fourth episodes to the backstage of Tianxuan.com, the review editor felt restless as if he were sitting on a nail board. After making sure that Yu Jing had nothing else to do, he said hello and went to the backstage to follow the show in the name of review.
Yu Jing rubbed his swollen and painful temples and turned off the light brain. Since it was a gathering of peers, he must not be embarrassed. He was going to buy two formal suits.
The clothes worn by the original owner for the Hua family banquet were put away at the bottom of the wardrobe, and Yu Jing would not move them. After checking various interstellar brands, he went to a new store that had emerged in recent years. The suits designed by the designers in the store were very suitable for him.
Choosing a dark blue suit, Yu Jing left the old clothes in the store and asked someone to help him take them back to the community, and took a taxi directly to the hotel contracted by Tianxuan.com.
The venue arranged by Tianxuan was on the 39th floor. The elevator door opened, and the bustling sound instantly broke the silence in the elevator. Yu Jing stepped out, and a bearded man next to him muttered: "Another newcomer."
Yu Jing stepped over and walked side by side with the man towards the venue, and asked curiously: "How do you know I'm a newcomer?"
The bearded man seemed to be grinning, pointing to the T-shirt and large trousers on his body, and then to Yu Jing, who was in a suit and leather shoes: "Communicating with colleagues is not like attending a banquet with celebrities. Of course, it's about doing whatever makes you feel comfortable. We are directors and we don't have to worry about our image. .”
He didn't recognize who Yu Jing was. He waved his hand in disgust and asked Yu Jing to find someone else to play with. He glanced at her and went into the crowd to find her friends.
Yu Jing casually took a glass of wine from the waiter and observed the group of people. He put a hand from behind. Yu Jing turned around, and Conley was looking at him with a straight face.
"Why do you look so ugly every time we meet, as if you've eaten shit?" Yu Jing raised an eyebrow, "I don't seem to have offended you."
She still likes to get close to him. Yu Jing wonders if this person has masochistic tendencies.
"You just ate shit!" Conley was furious.
Seeing that his focus was Qingqi, Yu Jing shrugged and planned to go to the other side. Conli pulled him and whispered: "Have you offended Yu Jie?"
Yu Jie?
"Who is that?"
Conley rolled his eyes fiercely. With Yu Jing's bad temper, it's no wonder that many directors hate him: "He's the one who filmed the transfer of love, he..."
When Kang Li said that Cao Cao had arrived, a middle-aged man from a distance shouted loudly: "Yu Jing."
The rough voice was deafening and reverberated above the entire banquet. Many people looked in Yu Jie's direction, with faces full of hostility towards Yu Jing in the corner.
Seeing this, Yu Jing smiled softly and asked as if unintentionally: "Director Yu Jie, how are your ratings for Love Transfer?"
The expression on Yu Jie's face was slightly distorted, but he soon recovered. He shook hands with Yu Jing enthusiastically and wanted to take him to meet other senior and gold medal directors, as if he was not the one who scolded Yu Jing for sensationalism on the Internet a few days ago.
Kangli breathed out through his teeth: "Don't believe him, he has a friend who is a navy leader. He was the one messing with you the night the movie was released."
Yu Jing was thoughtful. He nodded to Conley and followed Yu Jie's pull towards the place where the directors gathered in the distance.
That group of people were all dressed casually, and the entire venue was vaguely centered around them. They were perhaps the important figures in this exchange meeting.
Yu Jing looked around but didn't see Yu Sui'an. Also, the matters at Suixue Tower were enough to keep him busy for a while.
These long-established directors are not as hostile to Yu Jing as those outside, but they are very familiar with Yu Sui'an, and their faces are inevitably a bit complicated when they see Yu Jing.
"Look, our new star is here." Yu Jie said with a smile.
Yu Jing did not give him face: "Director Yu Jie scolded me online last time for sensationalism. I thought you didn't like me."
Yu Jie is about the same age as Yu Sui'an. Compared with the elegant and refined Yu Sui'an, Yu Jie looks a bit slovenly. He tugged at the hem of his clothes in embarrassment and said seriously: "I am a hot-tempered person who speaks outright. I just don't want to see you go astray, so my tone will inevitably be harsh." That’s right.”
Yu Jing said "Hey——". People like Yu Jie are like the keyboard warriors in their previous lives. They attack hard online but are submissive in real life.
As if to change the topic, Yu Jie pushed Yu Jing in front of the directors: "Hurry up and say hello to all the seniors, maybe you will soon become the gold medal director of the website and join us. You have achieved such an achievement in just half a year. It’s really a scary life.”
The expression of the man with the editor-in-chief behind him changed. He couldn't bear to see Yu Jing using the movie network to rape his father. Now he really stung the hornet's nest: "Humph, there is no talent but no talent. The contract signing standards of the Tianxuan website are really getting better and better." There is no lower limit, even for a villain like you."
Yu Jing smiled and retorted: "I am talented but not capable. Your Excellency is just talking but has no morals. Don't take fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps."
The pigtail's lips trembled twice, and she left the venue with a cold snort. Yu Jing targeted the culprit again: "Speaking of which, I also want to say thank you to Director Yu Jie. If you hadn't scolded me online, the theater would have been There won’t be such a big audience.”
Yu Jie's heart skipped a beat. Did Yu Jing know about it?
Perhaps because of what she had heard and heard, Yu Jing's expression at this moment was somewhat similar to that of Lu Yao, the royal concubine in the theater. She seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "When it comes to being down-to-earth, who can be better than Director Dao Jie, who has signed a contract with Tianxuan.com for twenty years? To become a gold medal director, take one step at a time and move forward steadily. I'm really sorry for sucking away some of the audience you finally accumulated."
The directors present always felt that Yu Jing's words sounded familiar, as if they had heard them somewhere.
'Who in the palace can accompany the emperor for as long as the empress...'
The director who had seen the theater was much more sensitive than the audience. They felt something was wrong after the concubine Lu Yao said those words. They always felt that those women were faintly filled with the smell of gunpowder. It wasn't until Yu Jing said something similar on this occasion, insinuating that Yu Jie was "down to earth", that many people suddenly realized it.
This is really... every sentence is a trap.
Yu Jie silently clenched his fists, this little brat was mocking him!
Yu Jing and even Yu Sui'an dared to confront each other, not to mention Yu Jie was not as good as Yu Sui'an. People present saw that he was a tough nut to crack, and he could write a TV series like Xi Gong that was full of selfishness. No matter what he thought in his heart, he looked like a honeycomb. All with two smiles.
"Director Jing, I have a business event here, are you interested in participating..."
Let's build a good relationship first, before this cunning little bastard digs holes for them.
By the time Yu Jing escapes from this group of gold-medal directors, time is almost over.
"You are now successful. You have joined the group of gold-medal directors within a year of your debut." Conley said to Yu Jing sourly. Normally, he would not be able to keep up with Yu Jing to chat with her, but now he wanted to say a few words when he caught her.
Yu Jing looked at him steadily, for a long time, shook his head and sighed: "Director Kang is handsome, but he is stupid."
After that, he put on a sad look and walked away with his hands behind his back, leaving Conley with a head full of questions.
Thanks to the theater palace, he always felt that there was something in what the little bastard said.
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At 7:59, hundreds of millions of viewers of Donghua Star were squatting on the theater page early in the morning, clicking to refresh frantically. The speed at which afterimages appeared made people suspect that they seemed to have a deep hatred for the optical brain.
At eight o'clock, the third episode appeared on the page on time, and the audience dived into it. Almost 99% of the audience pulled up the progress bar and skipped the opening song.
At the beginning of the third episode, the old nanny told them sternly: "The names of the mistresses will be engraved on the plaques in the guest room, and the emperor will decide which mistress will sleep with him..."
The scene turned to the emperor's study room. Sheng Tao was young, with bronze skin and a tough guy image. He looked more like a gym coach than an actor. Fortunately, his acting skills are good. With a beard and a look of majesty and vicissitudes of life, he really fits the image of an emperor in Yu Jing's mind.
"Your Majesty, please turn over tonight's green card." The little eunuch held up the tray respectfully. The emperor who was reading a book casually turned over one without even looking at it.
The brand he was turning over was none other than Yu Ling's.
"Congratulations, little master. Congratulations, little master. The emperor invites you to sleep with you."
He was bathed, wrapped into spring rolls, and carried all the way to the emperor's palace by the eunuch.
The audience was furious, they didn't expect that this was the way to go to bed.
[I thought the emperor would go to Yu Ling's palace... Damn it, even if he didn't go, at least he would let someone take off his clothes when he got there. 】
[Without human rights, the emperor didn’t regard them as human beings at all. They felt like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. 】
[Is this really my wife? 】
[I'm back. Director Jing said that the emperor did this to prevent his concubines from assassinating him... Fuck! 】
Yu Ling is timid. Xuesi drowned in the lake a few days ago, which made her panic. Su Yan found something harmful in the cracks of the bed. She felt that the entire palace was an abyss that could eat people but not spit out bones. The emperor hurt her, so she subconsciously bit him.
The emperor frowned displeased: "Pass the imperial physician."
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Yuling became the laughing stock in the palace. This group of beautiful girls has been assigned to the side halls of the empresses of each palace, and Yuling has been assigned to the unfavored nobles.
"It's really unlucky. I thought I could help attract the emperor's attention by being favored." Ling Guiren took the scissors and cut off the red plums in the yard. "I didn't expect that a broom star came."
She didn't care about Yu Ling in the room at all, and just mocked her harshly in the yard. Yu Ling covered her ears, but Ling Guiren's vicious voice squeezed in through the gap, stabbing her sanity to the point of collapse.
Yuling stood up suddenly and ran outside.
"Sister... I don't want to live with Ling Guiren," Yu Ling lay in Su Yan's arms and cried out of breath. "I'm not a bad guy, I'm just too scared."
Su Yan hugged her tightly, and when Yu Ling calmed down, she said seriously: "If you want to get rid of today's situation, you must win the emperor's favor."
Competing for favor?
Yuling choked up: "I'm afraid."
"Yuling, remember, from the moment you step into the palace, your future life is not up to you and me. If you don't fight, you have to fight. Only by fighting can you have the possibility to survive."
The audience was shocked. Su Yan seemed gentle and kind, but he wanted Yu Ling to take the initiative to fight?
[The food in the palace is exquisite, the palace you live in is grand and beautiful, you can still get money every month, and most importantly, you don’t have to spend money. What else could Su Yan be dissatisfied with? 】
[That is, if she likes the emperor, it is right to fight for him. She has never even met the emperor, so why should she fight? 】
[Isn’t it good to be a salted fish? I don’t have to work to earn money and have someone to support me. Give me this kind of life! 】
[There must be a bug. Yu Jing’s settings here are wrong. There is no reason to compete for favor... The word "competing for favor" itself is disgusting. 】
The audience was soon slapped in the face, and Yu Jing clearly laid out the reason why he had to fight in front of everyone.
The palace has always been a place where the superiors are favored and the inferiors are suppressed, and those servants also like to dominate others.
Yu Ling was not favored, and the food delivered deteriorated day by day. The fragrant dishes turned into tasteless leftovers, and finally turned into sour rice overnight.
