Chapter 204 Firefly

What was the biggest news after the Oscar nominee luncheon this year? It was not that the organizers promised to insist on live broadcasting, nor that the stars' outlook for awards; it was that at the press conference, the miraculous Yang, who had always been gentle in the US-Iran war, suddenly got angry, and criticized and mocked the entire Bush administration, evading that it was an illegal, wrong, and terrible war.

Wang Yang's prediction of the easy-to-fight war itself is not new. After all, some military knowledge and people who pay attention to the news know that the strength of the Allies and Iraq is different. Modern warfare must be air strikes, electronic warfare, and ground forces cooperate to advance. No one thinks that the Saddam government has any strength to fight back. George Bush even said, "The entire war will be calculated in hours."

That's why so many people think that it's "no big deal" to fight a war. The war ended in ten days and withdrew its troops after completing the task in one or two years. Shenqiyang said that it was already hilarious in one month. Because according to the government's propaganda, the Iraqi people are waiting for the Allied troops to rescue them, eradicate Saddam, the murderer, and help them establish a completely democratic and autonomous government.

After the Allies entered, the Iraqi people would welcome each other and everyone cheered. How could there be any problems?

In fact, the data interviewed by street people show that most people do not know the main reason for the Bush administration to start a war, that is, Iraq holds weapons of mass destruction. 50% of the people's answer is "overthrow the Saddam regime", 20% of the people answer correctly "prevent the spread of nuclear weapons", 15% say "protect the interests of the United States", and the remaining 15% say they don't know.

But Shenqiyang seemed to have no hope for post-war reconstruction, asserting that Iraq would be in chaos and drag the US and the world's economy into the quagmire. This kind of remarks is not without, it is just a minority, pessimistic, and worst-case scenario... Anyway, the mainstream calls it "alarming". Besides, the war is about to start, saying these words to disrupt the morale of the army? This is not a voice that most people like to hear.

"As an 'ungraduate college student', Shenqiyang has his own opinions, but he seems too pessimistic and too self-righteous. He is just a spoiled young man, we don't need to be too harsh." The Los Angeles Times said, and the Washington Post sarcasticly said: "If Wang Yang wants to use this to increase his popularity, then he is wrong. Now is not the time to make him speak loudly." ...

Many media and newspapers have made reports and comments on this. This time, it is much better than rumors like "Miracle Sorry to teach Bill Gates a lesson" a few days ago. The former has no evidence, only gossip and tabloids to follow; the latter has videos, and the content is a major event that is concerned about globally.

The value of Fanqi Yang's speech is different from that of ordinary Hollywood star artists. In major events of this nature, his influence is greater than that of a movie hero, because he is the youngest best director and is recognized as one of the most important puzzles in the history of film; he is also the youngest billionaire, who is worth more than 1 billion at the age of 23, and is the new main force of the American Dream and the new idol of the younger generation.

This is like Steven Spielberg. Their attitude and words are the most caring for in Hollywood. The media have asked Spielberg many times, and he always said lightly: "If Iraq really has weapons of destruction, then I have to support the Bush administration." Originally, Shenqiyang was also the same sentence, and only added one more sentence: "Of course I don't want a war to happen."

Now he suddenly spoke fiercely, calling George Bush a mentally retarded. In addition to the conventional opposition to bloodshed and casualties and illegal dispatch of troops, although he was not "supporting Saddam" like Sean Penn, there are still many netizens who say they want to boycott Fanqiyang's movies, saying that he is arrogant, does not understand military politics, and is not qualified to point out, and is just an idiot...

Edwin said: "I announced that I won't watch his movies anymore, so I'm meddling too much! Wang Yang, go make movies!" Luke said: "Put him in Iraq for a while, and he will agree with war. We can't be so selfish!" Brooke said: "It will take no more than two weeks to overthrow Saddam!" Cynthia said: "I think the White House must know more than Las Vegas."...

However, anti-war fans immediately supported Shen Qiyang more. They dared to say this. There were basically no young idols who made such a reasonable statement. His angry look made many female fans fascinated. Emma said: "I don't like Spielberg's hunching attitude. Shen Qiyang did not disappoint me in the end, very good!" Claire said: "Shen Qiyang, you should say that this is a shameful war! America is embarrassing!" Hannah said: "If his prophecy is correct, then the White House will be very embarrassed."...

Everything is controversial, but according to the 60% percent of public opinion that believe in the government vs. the anti-war anti-war percentage, Fantasy Yang's popularity is declining significantly.

"Mamma-mia!" Looking at the video on the computer screen, Natalie couldn't help but shout, holding her cheek to continue to look at the black-haired man with a sarcastic face on the podium, listening to him say, "What military spending is 200 billion, 500 billion..." After watching the entire news video silently, Natalie muttered: "Why are there such people? It's really hard to be good brothers with him."

She was stunned for a few seconds before she smiled and called a comment, "Support Shenqiyang, I love him so much! My name is Natali!" She posted it, but when she saw the comment displayed there, she felt a little awkward and regretful, but she couldn't change it. She slapped the keyboard with both hands: "Let it keep it, there are too many people calling Natali, no one knows it's me!"

"It's true!" Natalie then opened Wang Yang's blog to see if he had said anything about this matter. There was really an update! She opened it and glanced a few times. It was very long and listed the outline. It was basically an upgraded version in the video. The text was very rational and calm, and it fully and detailed why he didn't watch the post-war reconstruction, why he felt that he would fight for a month, etc.

"Iraq has never achieved true national integration. Saddam's power core is Sunnis and the Tikrits in his hometown. He has long implemented high-pressure control over Shiites and Kurds, which is his crime. Under this rule, different sects in Iraq have very deep grievances, and the loyalty of the people belongs to sects and races, not ‘Iraq’. When Saddam fell, the rapid promotion of democratization would only open up the contradictions of the sects.

Inferred by the principle, democratic elections will definitely lead to the rise of Shiites and Kurds because of such a popular foundation. The political stance and fundamental interests of the three factions are very different. Fierce sectarian conflicts will cause a large number of conflicts and chaos, and a democratic freak such as 'sectarian politics' will be born. Perhaps the solution will be the final split into three countries. Then there are new problems, how to avoid ethnic cleansing?..."

Natalie looked meditated, and these inferences were very reasonable. As an Israeli-born Jew, she would go back to Israel for a while every year. She was very clear about the religious belief issues in the Middle East. It was not easy to live in peace. Many people were madmen who lost their minds.

"The number you dialed is on the phone." Hearing this sound from his phone, Natalie curled her lips boredly, put her phone on and continued to browse the web.

Under night, Wang Yang sat on a rattan chair on the second-floor balcony of his home, listening to Mark Slunt on his phone helplessly: "Yang, you are very unwise and immature. Even if your words are right, it will take too long to verify, but for now, many people will become disgusted with you."

"Well, I'm sorry..." Wang Yang smiled self-deprecatingly. Now he thinks he's really awesome! He's already half drunk at that time, and is very angry about Jessica's affairs, but he thinks it's more that he wants to say it in his heart, and then he says it all out with his drunken anger. He's very impulsive... According to Rachel's words, "He will get nervous from time to time regardless of the consequences."

It was the same as beating people, the principal, and the same in court... Wang Yang covered his forehead and suddenly pondered and reflected in his heart. He had just scolded Joshua and he made a mistake immediately. Is this a mistake? He couldn't help but think, it was like a martial arts master facing a powerful bad guy. Is he willing to revenge and kill the bad guy with one knife? Or just bear it for a moment?

It's really contradictory! Wang Yang sighed softly. This personality was something he had since childhood. What should he do? In addition to the voice of Mark Slunt, he also heard a girl's chuckle in his ears: "Continue! And your temper, there are so many people who love you anyway." He shook his head and smiled, and said to his phone: "Yes, I'm very willful. The more I said I became more excited and the more I said I became, the more angry I became. I don't know..."

He looked up at the stars in the dark sky and frowned, "Mark, I am really not a godfather... What do you think I should do?" He thought about his 23 years of life and asked a little confusedly: "I have been thinking about this question for a long time. Regarding me, you know that I admire Dennis Rodman very much, except for messing with women; but I seem to be learning to be a godfather, what do you think?"

This was the first time that Mark Slunt saw him showing his fragile side, and his tone became serious. He thought for a while and said, "Yang, you are a smart person. I have seen one of the best people, but sometimes I am very impulsive. What should you do? No one can answer you, this is your life." He smiled and said, "You can't get the answer because you are too young. Yang, you haven't experienced many things. But only after you have experienced them will you understand your choices and know what to do."

"It makes sense." Wang Yang laughed a few times when he heard this, remembering some past events in his heart, and said with a smile: "There were such classes in school at that time. You know that in order to experience some feelings, we did a lot of stupid things."

"Yang, when I was studying at USC, I was very proud. I said to myself, 'I am the CEO person.'" Mark Slunt snorted over there and continued: "Later I was unemployed continuously. Someone introduced me to be an agent, but I said, 'I won't be a shit agent, that's a humiliating me!' But why did I promise to do it in the end? When you look at your newborn daughter."

He sighed in a tone: "You look at her crying and laughing at her. That feeling is too difficult to describe... I said to myself, 'Okay, you are an agent.'" He smiled and said: "Yang, you are not married and have no children, but when you become a parent in the future, many questions will be answered. Take your time now! But you must not touch the bottom line. Even if it is the truth, you should know "The King's New Clothes" and don't ruin yourself."

"Well, I'm not an irrational person either." Wang Yang nodded, letting go of this question temporarily in his heart. Life would tell him the answer. He asked instead: "Mark, that's what's going on now. Are there any other problems? By the way, I just wrote an analysis article in detail on my blog, but I didn't explain it clearly at the press conference. I think I've said it all anyway, so I'll just say it calmly."

"The blog doesn't matter, but you'll say less. If you want to say it, you really have to be calm, so that others can treat you calmly." Mark Slunt's voice was very serious. Wang Yang nodded, and Mark said again: "As for other aspects, there is no big problem with the company, we will handle it well."

The company's ordinary business has little impact. First of all, many ordinary audiences who do not pay attention to entertainment are not familiar with Shenqiyang at all, and they do not know that he is the chairman of Flame Movie; and not everyone will know his remarks, they can't even understand the reasons for sending troops, and not everyone supports sending troops. Moreover, the people have not reached that point, and this is not a "taboo" religious and racial abortion homosexuality, and strong anti-war. Wang Yang does not mean that he supports Saddam.

A film company distributes films that are anti-government, religious, and support homosexuality, and will not attract any large-scale boycotts. Usually, the film is suffering, which will attract severe criticism from conservatives, and some states prohibit screenings.

There will be no impact on business dealings and cooperation with other companies, and the impact of existence has existed for a long time. This country is not Iraq, and it is business. Every company has people who support the Republican and Democratic Party. Everyone has their own political stance. Maybe they are unhappy in secret but still cooperate when they need cooperation. The Republican Party does not like Wang Yang, but the Democratic Party likes him very much.

In the film and entertainment industry, Hollywood has always been a big bank of the Democratic Party. Wang Yang's remarks have been criticized by the public, but they have not offended their peers and this industry. Instead, they have been unanimously recognized by Hollywood. At least there are more stars who are meddling in other people's business now.

"The most important thing is your personal movie box office." Mark Slunt exclaimed, as if he was a little headache, and said: "Those movie fans who care about entertainment, many of the main war factions will hate you for the time being, and their circle of friends will also be affected. Your popularity will definitely drop a little. It's a hell." He coughed a few more times and said: "You know."

Wang Yang frowned and thought about his hint, and then he said, "You know it's so annoying." Wang Yang knew that his meaning was actually "If your speculation comes true in the future, those people will become anti-war parties, and they will become your hardcore fans." Although this is a mobile phone that is anti-eavesdropping, Mark Slunt dared not express his emotions casually when talking about these sensitive things.

"But it's not that serious. They're just talking fiercely now. They really can carry out boycotts. There are not many people who boycott to the end. You're not an actor." Mark Slunt chuckled a few times, his tone became relaxed again, and he smiled: "And there is only one Shenqiyang, how can they boycott?"

"Well, I'm worried about these useless things, do my job well!" Wang Yang responded, and heard Mark's laughter coming from his phone: "Yang, in fact, thinking about it in another direction, there is still a benefit in this matter, Oscar best director, those who haven't voted yet know who to vote for now."

Hollywood is anti-war, Oscars are also anti-war, and they like to support some people who are besieged by the mass media. As the war is about to break out, "Pianist" has become a hit this year, and Roman Polansky's chance of winning the best director suddenly increased; but now Wang Yang suddenly stood up. Although he was ridiculed and scolded by the main war factions, he must have won the hearts of many peers and judges of the academy.

"Oh, is it! I didn't expect there to be such a benefit." Wang Yang suddenly shook his head and smiled slightly, and then said in surprise: "That's really good! Mark, you should remind me earlier, then I'll say it out long ago. You don't know that I've endured it for a long time."

The two of them said for a while and ended the call. Wang Yang looked at the night sky and enjoyed the tranquility for a while. As soon as he got up and came to the guardrail, his phone rang again. He answered the passage: "hello?" Natalie's voice came from over there. She smiled faintly: "Hi, magical Yang, I have taught George Bush a lesson this time." Wang Yang shrugged and said, "Yes, I have become a fool recently."

"Ha!" Natalie said in disdain, "Those who think you are a fool are just a group of self-righteous fools. Many of them think Iraq is in Africa." She sighed in a deep voice: "I just read your blog, and I agree with you 100%. The situation in the Middle East is not that simple..."

"Forget it! I don't want to say this anymore, I've said it all on my blog." Wang Yang interrupted her aloofly, not wanting to discuss Iraq anymore. Natalie said without being upset and asked with interest: "What are you saying? Do you have any worries? Many people on the Internet scold you, young man, do you have any psychological trauma? Need treatment from a psychologist?"

Wang Yang smiled, turned around and leaned against the solid guardrail, and asked a series of questions to his phone: "I am thinking about some questions. In this world, can you beat people everywhere with the banner of freedom? The question is that is true? Can others really gain real freedom? What if they are? What if they are? What if they don't want it? Will the world become better or worse in the end? What impact will war bring to those who participate and experience this war?"

He looked at the dark sky in the distance, thinking about seeing allied soldiers, Iraqi soldiers, street civilians on TV and computer recently, saying, "You know, whether it is the Allied forces or Iraq, many people are loyal to their beliefs and orders. They all feel that they are the justice side. They will really believe the government's words, embark on a journey and work hard for it, but the government is actually full of lies. And those innocent civilians, whose homes are destroyed, displaced... all will be changed for a lifetime."

"I think about it!" Natalie thought about these questions, and for a moment she was confused and chuckled, "At least I know now that you still have a lot of understanding of this war, Mr. Question."

"Well, maybe there are many more." Wang Yang stared at a star with a flashing light in the sky, frowned, and smiled: "Do you think any aliens think that the earth is like Iraq. They feel that the animals on the earth are bullied and oppressed by humans, so they have to come and take over this planet, overthrow the regime of the earth people, and help the animals establish a free and democratic earth."

Natalie was stunned for a moment, and then she felt very interesting. Who will rule? The animals have deep resentment towards humans... She smiled and said, "Wow, you think so much, you can't be the shrimp insect man who will come back in three years, right? This theme gives me a very scary feeling, but it really happened. You should worry about yourself, you are a meat-eating molecule; I don't eat it, the animals like me."

"I think one by one, I have too many problems now, so I won't tell you the rest." Wang Yang smiled and walked into the room, saying, "Go to rest early, I want to sleep, and I will officially resume shooting tomorrow! Another day has been delayed, and there are only a few days left. Well, bye!" Just after pressing the end call button, new calls came one after another. Wang Yang saw that it was Mark Alba, and the channel was: "Hi, Mark?"

He stopped and listened for a while, and smiled slightly and said, "Really, I think so. No, I don't think you have taken it into consideration." While walking into the large bedroom, looking for Jessica's figure, he discussed with his cell phone: "The Iraqi people really welcome the Allied forces so much? Do the Allied soldiers have anti-war sentiment? When the situation of the war is set, I think many people will not want to move..."

When the night sky became darker and the clock also reached the stage of sleep and rest. On the spacious big bed in the bedroom, Wang Yang looked at Jessica with hair scattered beside the pillow and said, "By the way, your father called me just now and scolded me." Jessica asked with a suspicion on her face and asked, "Why?" Wang Yang stroked her shoulders and said, "He said that the war is really going to fight, half a month is enough. I said it would take a month, but in the end he was convinced by me."

Jessica blinked her eyes and pressed her body tightly. She said softly: "Yang, I know you are so excited for me, thank you. But I don't allow you to do this again!" Wang Yang turned his head and kissed her forehead, and smiled and said, "You are too narcissistic, I want to say it myself, it has nothing to do with you." Jessica nodded with a smile, then frowned and said, "I really hate war, it's so annoying. Let's not talk, okay?"

"Okay, say some happiness." Wang Yang didn't want to think about this war anymore. He had thought enough in the past two days and smiled and said, "How are your acting practices these days? I haven't told you one thing yet. I invited Meryl Stree to play Miranda. She is very interested." Jessica glared at her eyes, crawled on him, and said in surprise: "Really? Oh my God! If I acted opposite her, I would be so nervous. How could this be..."

"It must be OK! Jessie, I will be very strict with you." Wang Yang looked at her black eyes with a serious look and said seriously: "Since you have become the heroine, you must do your best to act the movie well. No matter what difficulties we have, we will find a way to solve them, do you know?" After scolding Joshua, his requirements for Jessica have been raised to a higher level. It was enough to be able to pass before, but now he wants to act very well.

Jessica suddenly felt a little pressure and full of expectations. She must hear the sounds of "good!" She nodded heavily: "I know!"

"Then stop pressing me." Wang Yang slapped her ass and said with a smile: "I'm not in the mood now, go to bed." Jessica smiled and rolled her eyes, turned around and slept aside, closed her eyes and said, "Good night." Wang Yang said, "Good night."

The dimly lit bedroom returned to a quiet state, and both of them gradually fell asleep in a daze. I don’t know how long it took, the bizarre dream began to appear.

There are all kinds of spacecraft everywhere in the sky, and below are the towering buildings with a variety of shapes. The cabin of a small spacecraft was opened. Wang Yang stepped on the door with a big cigar in his hand. He held a heavy machine gun in his hand. With a clatter, a fire dragon blew out, and bullets poured out frantically. While shooting other spacecraft, he shouted: "Ahhh--"

With a sudden whistle, a big bullet hit his shoulder. He immediately bit the cigar and kept firing with his gun without moving: "Ahhh--" At this time, a tall girl in a denim suit next to him shouted anxiously: "Captain, you are injured!" Wang Yang didn't even look at her, threw the gun that had all the bullets in his hand, raised the other one next to him, and shouted: "Don't fucking bother me! fuck--"

Boom boom boom boom boom, a spaceship suddenly exploded, and it suddenly became a fog in front of him. Wang Yang clenched his fists excitedly and roared, but before he could celebrate, a missile flew over in the fog. He bit a cigar and hurriedly hugged the girl next to him, and Boom...

"Huh!..." Wang Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and he glanced left and right a few times. Jessica next to him was sleeping very well, with a peaceful and quiet face on her pretty face. What dream was she having? Wang Yang couldn't help but chuckled, Captain? It's really interesting. After thinking about the feeling of her dream just now, he carefully took away the hand she had put up, supported her body and moved it to the edge of the bed, picked up the paper and pen on the nightstand and started writing.

Dreams are an important source for a director to gain feelings and ideas, so his bedside table has long been recorded tools. Many elements may not be used immediately, nor may they be used, but as his teacher said, directors can only accumulate and grow unknowingly over time only when they develop this habit and keep recording and feeling.

After the brief record, Wang Yang put the notebook and paper back and was about to lie down again, but accidentally saw a small light spot floating by on the balcony. UFO? He couldn't help but walk out of the bed in surprise and came to the balcony barefoot. He was suddenly blown gently by a cool night breeze. Seeing what the light spot was, he smiled and muttered, "Fireflies... Are there fireflies in this season?"
Chapter completed!