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Chapter 58 Speeches

Xijing University.

The tree-lined avenues on both sides were lush and green, and it was originally not allowed to drive into the school gate, but the Song family's car drove in openly and openly.

A lot of people came to this lecture. Not only students from Xijing University came to listen, but also many students from other schools near the university town who were interested in the film and television industry gathered, and the entire academic lecture hall was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

layer.

Someone had already reserved a seat in the first row for them, but Ji Xinyao refused. She was not really here to listen to the speech.

Someone will definitely record the video of her criticizing Zhang Wanzhong in a while. They are not students of Xijing University, but they occupy such a good position, and they will definitely be criticized by keyboard warriors on the Internet from various angles.

At 9:30 in the morning, the speech officially began.

Zhang Wanzhong was invited to the rostrum under the introduction of the host. The students all looked at him as if they were looking at an idol they admired. Some were looking forward to being recognized by his wise eyes and cooperating in filming together. Others were looking forward to it.

He can prosper in the future and reach his current height.

"Our country's film and television industry is now in a booming stage. I am an early commercial producer. Being able to stand here today has delayed the progress of the times. I don't necessarily have to be better than everyone here.

"

Zhang Wanzhong said modestly, receiving warm applause from many college students.

"What is the most important thing for any film and television shooting? Does anyone know?"

The students raised their hands one after another.

"Is it an actor? Only popular actors can bring good box office ratings and broadcast volume!"

"wrong."

"It's the director! The director is the soul of a film and television drama."

"wrong."

"Could he be a cutout artist?"

The classmates immediately burst into laughter.

Zhang Wanzhong said solemnly, "It's all wrong, it's the script. The so-called script is the foundation of a play. As for me, I am a screenwriter. There is no shortage of good actors and good directors in China, but the most lacking thing is a good script, especially a good script."

Original scripts. I have also done a lot of work in recent years to discover screenwriting talents in order to promote domestic original good scripts. Please take a look..."

He spoke to the students with a proud face. However, at this moment, a woman appeared on the big screen holding up her ID card.

"My name is Wu Xiuzhu, and here I want to report with my real name that my teacher Zhang Wanzhong plagiarized my independent original screenwriter's work..."

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the academic lecture hall.

"What's going on! Who did this!" Zhang Wanzhong yelled angrily, "Didn't I already send a lawyer's letter about this matter? It's just nonsense!"

Ji Xinyao spent a lot of effort to find this video yesterday. At that time, Zhang Wanzhong spent money to click on it, and even criticized the girl and said that the girl was a commercial spy sent by other companies. However, Ji Xinyao later found out about the girl.

, she suffered severe online violence and was even depressed for a time. She wanted to speak out again, but was restricted by the platform. The originally promising female screenwriter was eventually sent to a nursing home by her family due to mental illness.

Ji Xinyao swiped her finger, and the recording between the girl and Zhang Wanzhong that was posted online was also played.

"I use your book because I think highly of you. If this book has your name on it, it won't be sold at all! Don't you just want to extort money? I have seen many impetuous young people like you. If you offend me, in the future

But I can’t survive in this circle!”

Wu Xiuzhu burst into tears, "Teacher Zhang, I just want a signature. I just want my parents to see my name on the big screen."

"Are you worthy? Tell me this! You have no part in this script, and everyone in the team knows it. Don't think that you are a screenwriter just because you have an outline. Just save some face!"

The students in the audience didn't care about the lecture at all and started talking loudly.

"This is Zhang Wanzhong's voice. Did I hear it correctly?"

"This is too much. Others have worked hard to figure out the plot structure, and they just want the right to authorize it."

"I didn't expect Zhang Wanzhong to be such a person!"

Zhang Wanzhong's face became frightened, and he kept winking at the school leaders. Of course, the leaders didn't want to see the farce continue, so they quickly called for technicians to disconnect the remote control on the big screen.

"Dean, no. The other party's skills are better than mine and they can't be broken."

"Then turn off the computer. If it is not solved, it will spread among students, and it will have a bad impact on the school."

"This is even worse. In the past, all the pipelines were buried to prevent students from tampering. To turn off the computer, you could only turn off the main switch. But now there are at least five to six hundred people in the academic lecture hall. If you turn off the main switch, it will easily lead to a stampede.

ACCIDENT."

Zhang Wanzhong saw that the hospital could not actively solve the problem, so he simply planned to leave.

But this time, Ji Xinyao stopped Zhang Wanzhong.

"Producer Zhang, where are you going in a hurry? Is the speech over?"

Zhang Wanzhong turned around and recognized Ji Xinyao who was smiling brightly in the crowd.

Almost without thinking, he guessed that everything just happened was the work of this woman! Otherwise, why would her expression be so proud?

It's all the fault of that stupid woman Ji Jingxue for provoking such a terrifying giant Buddha for him!

"Ms. Ji, what a coincidence that you came to listen to my speech. What happened just now was a misunderstanding. I'm going to ask my legal team how to deal with it and arrest those who spread these rumors and bring them to justice."

He said this politely, but there was a threat between the lines.

Wu Xiuzhu is already a mental patient, and her words cannot be trusted. And the other insiders are his subordinates, so he has no worries about winning the lawsuit.

At this time, many viewers of "Don't Be Deceived by Green Tea" noticed Ji Xinyao's existence.

"Wow, isn't that Ji Xinyao? She didn't return to the Island of Love today. She went to Xijing University."

"Obviously it was stated in yesterday's program that the winner's reward was only valid for yesterday, so why should she take two consecutive days off? This program is unfair."

"The show crew won't open a back door for her. I think those guests on the island simply can't survive."

For a moment, the crowd's discussion turned from Zhang Wanzhong to Ji Xinyao.

She didn't feel guilty at all. She walked to the podium and gently scratched the microphone with her fingernail.

squeak--

The harsh electronic interference caused many students to cover their ears and fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Xinyao swiped her phone, and a video suddenly popped up on the big screen.

Zhang Wanzhong walked out of Room 306, and immediately after, the hotel security walked in and carried a woman out. Although the woman was heavily mosaic-covered, the blood on the ground was enough to show that something terrible had just happened to her.

"Oh my god, what happened?" A girl's shrill scream came from the audience.

Everyone could see that this matter had something to do with Zhang Wanzhong. He even stood at the door and laughed non-stop. After a while, he packed up his things and left the hotel.

"This is an unspoken rule. He is bleeding. Zhang Wanzhong is so inhumane."

"He is simply a beast, he looks so sanctimonious, and he smiles so happily."

Zhang Wanzhong felt extremely aggrieved when he heard the students' scoldings.

"That's not true! I didn't hit this, it belonged to her father, and it's none of my business!" He waved his hand and quickly defended himself.

The students whispered to each other.

"He just said it wasn't him, which means it's really an unspoken rule."


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