From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Joyful, lighthearted, and pleasant.

The atmosphere was harmonious.

This was Anson, who could work magic with just a few words, making everything beautiful and enchanting, even making the nightscape colorful and dazzling.

However, this was just the beginning—

Anson still insisted on following the planned route for the evening, with no special treatment or spotlight. Like the ordinary audience members, he participated in the carnival, dutifully experiencing everything from the arcade games to the gachapon machines.

In the end, Anson and his group collected a full ten stamps.

Partying and celebrating together.

At the Chinese Theatre, the premiere of “Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World” lasted a full sixty minutes, but it was nothing short of an ordeal, dull, tasteless, and utterly devoid of interest.

The liveliness was still there, but the whole thing followed the same old routine: insincere pleasantries, clinking glasses, and praise and cheers filled with formality.

Hypocrisy?

Perhaps yes, perhaps no.

After all, when Russell Crowe appeared, the cheers and screams were genuine; but the stage surrounded by spotlights was still the same old thing. It wouldn't have mattered if it was a different movie or a different cast.

However, at the Wilshire Theatre, it was a completely different scene.

The premiere, which lasted a full two hours, was full of fun and laughter.

There was no dedicated entry time, no dedicated interview or photo time. The director, actors, producers, and guests who came to support the premiere were all scattered throughout the venue.

Chris Evans brought Jessica Biel to support Anson, and James Franco and Kirsten Dunst were also present. The appearance of Ryan Gosling and Scarlett Johansson was a pleasant surprise.

They were all treated equally.

If reporters wanted to take pictures, no problem, just stand in the crowd on the street corner and press the shutter. If reporters wanted to conduct interviews, they were welcome to raise their hands and start a conversation right there, while playing games.

The passage of time was completely imperceptible.

The two hours seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. When the movie was about to be screened, the actors, guests, and ordinary audience members reluctantly entered the cinema one after another, looking like they hadn't had enough.

Even inside the theater, the excitement and thrill continued to boil, laughter rippled through the air, and the good times always flew by.

A small reminder: the Wilshire Theatre has a larger capacity than the Chinese Theatre.

The Chinese Theatre can only accommodate about nine hundred people. It is not a large screening hall, but it benefits from its unparalleled location, undoubtedly making it the most famous premiere venue in Hollywood.

Of course, objectively speaking, nine hundred people is already quite considerable.

However, after deducting the cast and crew, invited guests, reporters, and film critics, the space left for ordinary audience members may be very limited.

Therefore, the premiere at the Chinese Theatre is purely a publicity event.

The Wilshire Theatre is different. Art films and independent films premiere here, with the focus on the film itself, and the premiere is not the main point—

Anyway, these production teams don't have much money to hold a grand premiere.

This theater, with its seventy-year history, still retains one of the most spacious and inclusive screening halls in Los Angeles, capable of accommodating a full nineteen hundred people.

Watching the movie is the main focus.

Thus, this scene appeared.

At the entrance of the Wilshire Theatre, there was a sea of people, but you still couldn't feel the surge of the crowd. Especially those who had rushed over from the premiere at the Chinese Theatre, their first impression was that this place was far inferior to that one.

However, the audience members entered in waves, one after another, continuously.

The scene was like a whale swallowing shrimp, opening its mouth and taking a deep breath. It felt like it was over, but you found that you still couldn't see the end.

The mighty crowd filled the Wilshire Theatre to the brim, and a cheerful mood permeated the room, with a rolling heat wave in the air.

When they finally reacted, they realized how vast and surging the scale of nearly two thousand people was, easily killing the other premiere.

Was this normal?

Despite this, there was still a bustling crowd standing at the entrance of the Wilshire Theatre, staring blankly at the sign erected in front of them:

“Sold Out.”

Their eyes were filled with confusion, not understanding what was happening?

Directly collapse!

Even more incredible was that there were still people arriving one after another.

It was obvious that they should have transferred from the Chinese Theatre.

Those people looked at the three to five hundred people gathered in front of them, the surroundings were a mess, cold and desolate, the arcade games and phone booths seemed particularly shabby, as if New Line Cinema refused to spend money to hold a decent premiere. Not setting up a stage and not having a red carpet was already sloppy and perfunctory enough, and even the premiere props were a bunch of second-hand goods, which was simply too pitiful.

Compared with the wealth and generosity of “Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World”, it was simply heartbreaking—

They even pulled a ship to Hollywood Boulevard, but what about here?

Dumbfounded, tears almost falling out:

Could it be that Anson had fallen to such a point?

This… shouldn't be.

Fortunately, they waited for the premiere of “Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World” to end and came specifically to support “The Butterfly Effect”, hoping to save some face for Anson.

Those people rushed over, looking at the audience at the door looking like they had lost their parents, and began to comfort them.

“We also support Anson.”

“We will try our best to cheer for Anson.”

“It's all because of the work day.”

The words had just been spoken, and the pity and sympathy in their eyes directly collapsed after seeing the sign in front of them.

Sold out?

What!

How is that possible!

If the Wilshire Theatre is sold out, then what's going on with these three to five hundred people in front of us? And what's going on with the scene that looks like a tornado has passed through?

One or two, all were stunned.

They were just thinking that the scale and heat of the premiere of “Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World” tonight would be fully exerted, showing a posture of sweeping thousands of troops and dominating the market, and that “The Butterfly Effect”, which was struggling to survive under the shadow of the giant, might need some help; but why is there a bad feeling beginning to emerge now?

Could it be that the premiere of “The Butterfly Effect” might not be inferior to “Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World” at all?

Could it be that they missed something wonderful for the sake of the standard, template-like premiere of “Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World”?

However, they racked their brains and couldn't imagine what they had missed.

Would they also need to start subscribing to TMZ like thousands of other viewers?

Damn it!

This scene was being repeated constantly at the entrance of the Wilshire Theatre. More and more people arrived at the theater entrance, stood in front of the “Sold Out” sign in a daze, then went through the same mental journey again, and still didn't have an answer.

Three to five hundred people instantly swelled to eight hundred.

The fork in the road that had just calmed down not long ago actually surged again.

Undoubtedly, it was a spectacle.

However, the audience members inside the Wilshire Theatre screening hall temporarily didn't know, and didn't have the time or mind to worry about those losers who were blocked outside the door, because the movie was about to begin.