Chapter 59 - 1#
Press Conference (2)#
The researchers on the side all looked over, and Wang Zhifeng coughed lightly.
“Oh, oh, the general manager is me.”
Mo Xuzhi wiped his face, his eyes still a bit blurry when looking at the audience. He said, “Sorry, I was thinking about something just now. Could you repeat your question?”
Although he had controlled his expression well, the blank look in his eyes still gave him away.
The reporter’s expression was even more blank than his.
Mo Xuzhi is the general manager of the project.
A press conference that had just begun directly subverted the reporter’s perception of the world.
The netizens’ perception was also subverted.
[I’m not blind ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, this is Mo Xuzhi!!!]
[I’ve been looking forward to his comeback video, staying on Weibo day and night, and I actually met him here?!]
[No way, no way! It should just be a resemblance, right? Doesn’t Shen Le have the title of “low-budget Mo Xuzhi”?]
[Is my vision really okay?]
The technical department staff patched and typed code frantically with hands and feet, and finally saved the bullet screen.
Netizens were originally watching the live broadcast, and as they watched, their expressions gradually became dazed. Then they reflexively wanted to type. Just as they typed one character, the screen was instantly completely covered by the dense, stuck bullet screens sent previously, so that not even a corner of a piece of clothing could be seen clearly.
The real-time bullet screens and the previous bullet screens were mixed together, looking very comical and also very shocking.
[WR! Fake, right! I confirmed repeatedly, it is indeed Mo Xuzhi, no mistake.]
[MD, he’s dozing off hahahahahaha, the look in his eyes was dazed just after being reminded by Professor Wang.]
[My knowledge is shallow boohoo, I saw everyone else had an “XX Department” on their nameplate, but Mo Xuzhi didn’t. He even dozed off; I thought he was just pulled in to make up the numbers. It’s my fault boohoo.]
[He suits this outfit so well! So stabbing me!]
[Maybe everyone didn’t read the introduction of the live broadcast room carefully. Just a reminder, the people sitting here are all people awarded the title of academician by the state.]
[I shouldn’t be here; I should be under the car.]
Seeing the reporter keep silent, Wang Zhifeng leaned over and whispered to Mo Xuzhi: “He asked you about the criteria for selecting people for the project.”
“So it’s this.”
Mo Xuzhi nodded. He looked at the audience again and found that his eyes were still a bit blurry. Everyone’s face looked blurred. He took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, saying:
“There is no fixed standard for selection. Simply put, those with experience are preferred, and those who have made outstanding contributions in a certain field will be prioritized. But researchers without experience but with talent also have a chance to be selected. There is a recommendation and evaluation process, which is relatively complicated, so let’s skip it for now. In addition, the physical condition and family and social situation of the researchers at that time will also be comprehensively considered. Regarding this aspect, the right to choose is in the hands of the researchers, depending on their own personal choices.”
Mo Xuzhi’s mouth felt a bit dry from talking, so he also picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.
He leaned back in his chair and took a breath, smiled, and said: “I think I’ve made it clear. Are there any other questions?”
He didn’t feel like dozing off now.
Talking for such a long time directly made him spirited.
The reporter who asked the question said no more, and the reporter next to him took the opportunity to pop up and ask: “May I ask what Teacher Mo’s plans are for after returning?”
Mo Xuzhi put down the tea cup, his finger tapping on the table as he just began to think about how to talk nonsense, and the reporter continued to ask: “Will you still consider taking movies or variety shows? Will you return to the entertainment industry? How do you view your relationship with Luo Wenyun?”
The finger Mo Xuzhi used to tap on the table stopped.
He first pushed up his glasses, looked at the reporter who asked the question, and then turned back, looking seriously at the blue background behind him.
White characters on a blue background, clearly written [CI Project Press Conference].
“Hmm… Reporter from Mango TV, look at the characters above again. These characters are very large; you should be able to see them.”
Mo Xuzhi’s tone was as gentle as usual, with a smile on his face, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows revealed a sharp and cold sense that could penetrate people’s hearts. At one glance, the reporters who met his eyes all looked away.
Too frightening.
He continued: “I thought I remembered it wrong; this is indeed the CI project conference, no mistake.”
“May I ask this reporter from Mango TV to repeat the question just now?” He relaxed his eyebrows and eyes and said: “Sorry, I didn’t quite hear it just now.”
That reporter Sun from Mango TV didn’t dare to speak again.
“It seems this reporter from Mango TV hasn’t thought it through yet,” Mo Xuzhi smiled and said, “Then ask after you’ve thought it through. Any other questions from others?”
The conference had a time limit. The venue was silent for a moment, and then a reporter began to ask questions.
Mo Xuzhi leaned back in his chair again, holding a cup of warm water with Wang Zhifeng and slowly savoring it, obviously having no intention of continuing to answer questions.
Netizens became more and more excited as they watched, only regretting that the live broadcast didn’t have a reward function.
[Boss Mo is so A!!! Wearing a white coat and glasses is also perfect!! Boohoo, I like him even more.]
[Asking about the entertainment industry in this place, this reporter’s brain is also quite something. The senior’s retort is so refreshing!]
[Hahahahahaha although I knew before that Mo Xuzhi was quite good at retorting, only after facing it directly now do I know how perfect he is hahahahahaha]
[Boohoo, Mama, I want to marry him!! Mo Xuzhi’s eyes are really handsome and A!]
[SRDS, I also quite want to know the questions asked by the reporter.]
[+1, curious about how he and Luo Wenyun will develop after he returns.]
Mo Xuzhi calmly took a sip of water and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.
There was still a long, long time until the end of work.
A certain film set.
After a scene was filmed, the director announced a break, and all staff members found a piece of ground to sit on and let out a long sigh of relief.
In their imagination, this shot should have been very difficult, and they had prepared to NG many times. As a result, Luo Wenyun’s expressiveness and infectivity were beyond imagination, and it passed once.
It’s just that the infectivity was so strong that they felt heavy-hearted just watching from the side.
This scene was about the protagonist played by Luo Wenyun going home after rescuing a patient in the hospital, only to find that the female lead died of a heart attack in the room.
The plot sounded simple, but there were high requirements for the photographer’s camera handling and Luo Wenyun’s emotional expressiveness. Luo Wenyun acted very well, and his emotions were completely released. The atmosphere of extreme suppression made people involuntarily frightened.
The staff members recovered and began to chat and brag. Someone glanced at Luo Wenyun and found that he was still sitting on the sofa with his head down and his eyes blank.
It had been a while since the director announced that the shot was over and they could rest, but he still kept the appearance he had in the play, without any change.
It was as if he was in the character, or as if he had experienced it personally, and hadn’t come out yet.
Someone took out their phone, and after looking at it for a few moments, suddenly gave a cry, startling the others.
The person next to him was chatting with a mobile phone and was startled by his voice and jumped up, asking: “What’s wrong, what are you shouting for?”
“No, I can’t explain this clearly.” The man looked very excited, and his eyes were shining. He said without looking up, “Look at Weibo, or any other video software, look at that live broadcast.”
“Live broadcast?”
Others were curious and also took out their mobile phones and clicked on Weibo.
“Holy shit! Is this real?”
“This… ordinary people wouldn’t even think that this matter could develop like this.”
“It’s really amazing. I stayed in the same variety show with him before, and I quite liked him. I heard before… cough, and was sad for a long time.”
“Brother Luo, do you want some water?”
The assistant walked to Luo Wenyun’s side and handed him a bottle of mineral water, her expression faintly containing concern.
Luo Wenyun’s pupils moved, and he slowly regained his senses and said: “No.”
Being rejected, the assistant didn’t leave either. She asked softly: “Brother Luo, are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Luo Wenyun still had that expression, and his movements didn’t change either. He said, “Go get busy first, I’ll sit for a while by myself.”
The assistant hesitated, but finally stepped back a few steps and stood in a corner of the room not far from Luo Wenyun.
Luo Wenyun didn’t look like he was fine at all.
He had been like this since the last time Mo Xuzhi disappeared.
On the day Mo Xuzhi disappeared, Luo Wenyun didn’t wait for them and drove to Rongcheng by himself. They followed behind by taxi.
But they were a step slower. At that time, the snow was too heavy, and the highway had been closed. They took a detour, from another road with very small traffic volume to the outskirts of Rongcheng. It took another while to enter the city.
When they finally arrived in Rongcheng, they picked up Luo Wenyun at the Rongcheng Municipal Public Security building.
She couldn’t forget the expression Luo Wenyun had when he looked at them at that time.
That kind of numbness and deep despair made her heart tremble just by looking at it once.
They asked Luo Wenyun what happened, but he didn’t answer.
Until later, when they didn’t see Mo Xuzhi and didn’t hear news about him again, although Luo Wenyun didn’t say anything, they generally guessed something.
Later, Luo Wenyun said he was going to Linhai Shiyuan. they couldn’t stop him at all, so they could only go with him, which was better than him being alone, especially in this state.
When they arrived at Linhai Shiyuan, the cordon was still pulled there, but the people who were investigating inside had already left, and it was empty.
Unexpectedly, Luo Wenyun, who had never done anything out of line, directly crossed the cordon.
Constantly comparing with other places, he walked to a place, then fell silent, and after crouching down, he began to dig the snow.
He had no tools in his hands; he dug with his bare hands.
They watched for media sneaking photos outside the cordon, then saw him digging and digging, without any intention of stopping. Then they crossed the cordon in fear, wanting to take him back to the car first.
His state was obviously wrong; at least they felt he had lost the most basic ability to think at that time. He was completely reckless; even if they wanted to take him away, he didn’t move and still kept digging the snow.
When the manager and several others were about to pull him away by collective effort, a red trace suddenly appeared in the snow.
There was nothing under the snow that had been stained red.
In an instant, Luo Wenyun seemed to have lost all his strength. The manager and other assistants exerted a bit of effort and quickly pulled him up.
At that time, they knew that perhaps something had happened to Mo Xuzhi.
No one would sit in the public security bureau in a daze for no reason, and no one would run into the snow for nothing, digging the snow until their hands were red.
After that day, Luo Wenyun told them that he needed to rest for a while.
He was quiet for a long time.
So long that they almost thought he was going to give up on himself.
When they were anxious and wanted to find a psychiatrist, Luo Wenyun said again that he had adjusted and could continue working.
Seeing him take the initiative to say he could continue working, they originally thought he had really come out and wanted to celebrate properly, but then remembered that this matter was not suitable for celebration, so they gave up.
Fortunately, they didn’t celebrate.
For several years, including now, various things showed that Luo Wenyun had not come out.
He even sank deeper and deeper.
He would buy a bunch of small blue flowers every time he went from the film set back to the studio and would pay an extra price to let the flower shop assistant pack it more beautifully. He would often go to a fixed amusement park by himself and sit for a whole day.
He always kept himself very tidy and always showed his best side, as if he were always prepared to go to a long-awaited date.
Only at a time like now would he show true emotions like this.
The exclamation and talking of the staff members not far away seemed to be isolated from this piece of world and couldn’t enter even a bit.
Luo Wenyun looked at the lines on the floor, and his pupils gradually diffused.
He had been making money, making a lot of money.
In these few years, he took many scripts and endorsements and made a lot, a lot of money.
If Mo Xuzhi were here, he would be very happy.
That person was very straightforward and would sometimes directly call him a “big gold donor” and often encourage him to make money well.
Now he had money; when would Mo Xuzhi come to find him again?
“Ah damn! Missed a lot, a lot. How can the live broadcast end so soon?”
“Be content. If Teacher Luo hadn’t passed once, you wouldn’t even be able to touch the side of the live broadcast.”
Someone was crying: “I’m finished. I’ve been taking screenshots frantically, and the memory is not enough, so it’s directly stuck for me.”
“There will definitely be high-definition photos online then. Just go and download them then; taking screenshots delays looking at people too much.”
“Mainly because I can’t help it. Mo Xuzhi is really good-looking, and his voice is also nice. I involuntarily…”
A muffled sound came, like the sound of flesh hitting a desk or stool. The assistant looked up and saw that Luo Wenyun, who was originally sitting on the sofa, had disappeared.
He stood among the staff members, still holding a staff member’s mobile phone in his hand.
The staff member was also dazed by him for a moment and stood aside before having time to make a reaction.
The live broadcast was still going on.