Global Movie Emperor

Lu Ze once thought that if he had money, his life would be easy, but now it is just the opposite. Life is getting more and more tiring, with increasing psychological pressure, burdened with expectations that Lu Ze doesn't even know who gave them, and an ever-deepening circle. The network of connections, favors and favors are constantly flowing back and forth, and now there is a feeling called "fatigue" that has really affected him.

It was just an ordinary night, with no disturbances, no accidents, just two cans of beer, which made his thoughts fall into a black hole called loneliness.

After more than two hours of flight from the Magic City to the Imperial Capital, and more than four hours of journey in the car, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the hotel.

He was used to drinking some beer when he was tired, then lying on the bed and having a good sleep, and continuing to live an assembly line life like a robot tomorrow.

In fact, Lu Ze is no different from ordinary people. Perhaps the only difference is that he works an unusual job, and his income is higher, but not outrageous. He has no money to live in a single-family villa in Shanghai, and he cannot afford to support more than ten people. A top-notch luxury car, like a person doing an ordinary job, hasn't really smiled for a long time.

Just like ordinary people, they become more and more numb, learn to shirk responsibility, learn to stand aside, learn to bear the warmth and coldness of human relationships alone, learn to pretend to be strong in front of outsiders, become timid, and become more cowardly, afraid of being involved in everything, I want to avoid happy events.

In the end, I could only stay alone. I habitually stayed in this hotel that I would always stay in whenever I arrived in the imperial capital. As long as it was not far away, I opened a familiar standard room, turned on the TV, and lay down in front of the lights that kept changing colors. Rubbing the elegant silver ring on her hand on the sofa.

After spitting out a puff of smoke, he sat up, flicked the ashes, picked up the phone, thought about it and put it down again, lay down again, and closed his eyes. He just wanted to ask everyone on social software.

"What do you do when you are tired?"

...

A few days ago, Lu Ze saw on a short video app a young man who broke down and cried after being caught riding an electric bike against the law. He estimated that the young man would be like him, getting up the next morning to welcome the dawn of a new day.

Opening the suitcase, he gently picked up the suit he had prepared. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his somewhat bulging belly, the three scars extending from his lower back to his armpits, and his less obvious collarbones. He put on a white suit. Shirt, button one by one.

Put on the blue plaid tie, pick up the blue suit and put it on. The dial shines dazzlingly in the sun. The back of your hair is oiled and combed meticulously. The beard has also been taken care of. It is not messy, but unique. Manly.

Clive Christian's cologne was placed on the sink. The bottle collided with the porcelain sink and made a soft clang.

I put my cell phone in my pocket and stepped on the marble floor with my leather shoes. The sound sounded very pleasant. I picked up the room card, opened the door, and walked out. The moment I closed the door, the electronic lock gear turned and locked the door. Inside the room Only the half glass of water on the table was left, clear and translucent.

"Lu Ze! Can you sign your autograph for me! I like your movies so much!"

"Holy crap! Isn't this Lu Ze? My male god, what's wrong with me being a male? Can't I have a male god? I think he's handsome even though I'm a man, shouldn't women think he's handsome even more?"

With a gentle smile, he picked up the water glass handed over by the girl, signed his name, and took the initiative to ask the girl who looked at Lu Ze in a daze if he wanted to take a photo. The girl nodded dully and took a picture with Lu Ze. She felt that she was dazed. Explosive photos.

When the number of people is not that large and he happens to have time, Lu Ze never refuses others' requests for autographs, and he really doesn't think that his artistic signatures and casual photos, which have no legal effect, are worth much. , If people like it, then give it to them.

One of the expectant mothers was supported by her husband and walked to Lu Ze. The three of them took a group photo. Lu Ze sent blessings to the unborn child and received an insole that was said to have the function of massaging the soles of the feet. .

In fact, Lu Ze's fans are not that stingy. Qian Shijia always receives gifts from fans. They are not expensive and are really thoughtful. Lu Ze also took these gifts home and took photos with Cripple. Weibo.

It's just those things that were sent over... It's a bit weird. There are really not many things that Lu Ze can use, such as an alarm clock that can only be stopped when he gets up and dunks, a footbath that can be worn when walking, something that he can hold in his pocket, The coat with movable ears on the hat, the green toad that Lu Ze played with when he was a child and could jump by winding the string, and so on.

The most terrifying thing is that because Wang Zixuan often took photos of his life, everyone found that Lu Ze lived like an old cadre in his daily life, so they mailed him more than 100 kilograms of wolfberry, more than 400 kilograms of cat food, and boxes of Flower nutrient solution.

Not to mention anything else, just wolfberry and cat food, it is estimated that Lu Ze and Laizi can eat until they die.

"Be safe on the road. Pregnant women are the most important. You can post on Weibo @when you get home safely. I, I have something to do. Yes, the premiere. I will leave now. Goodbye everyone."

After saying goodbye to these fans, Lu Ze walked out to the door of the hotel and waited for Liu Bin's car. The fans looked outside through the glass window at the handsome Lu Ze, who had his hands in his pockets and whispered in a low voice. Talking about an interesting rumor about Lu Ze.

"It turns out there is really light in Lu Ze's eyes..."

.......

In the car, Lu Ze took off his shoes and stuffed the insoles in. When he put them on again, he felt that the shoes became a little too small, so he could only take them out again and put them aside. Looking at Wang Zixuan who was taking pictures of himself, he stretched out his hands. Take the soy milk.

Soon, Lu Ze saw a Weibo post posted by a fan who had just taken a photo with him in the hotel. Not long after he liked it, Lu Ze saw a photo posted by the studio of himself stuffing insoles.

Glancing at Wang Zixuan, she looked out the window with no expression. Occasionally she turned to look at Lu Ze. When she saw Lu Ze looking at her, she quickly turned her head away, pretending to be nonchalant, almost whistling.

He stared at her funny and looked out the window with his arms folded. Except for the song "Heart Of Gold" that Lu Ze liked playing, there was no other sound in the car.

...

The vehicle drove to the International Convention and Exhibition Center. Even in the nanny car with very good sound insulation performance, some external sounds could be heard. Lu Ze looked out through the opaque window. Although it was a Saturday, there were not too many people. After all, It's a day that can kill everyone. Lu Ze's fans are not the kind of conscientious fans who would come all the way to support him. It's normal that the number of people is not large.

This group of fans who came to cheer were all sitting on the green belt under the big tree eating popsicles. When they saw a car coming, they ran over in a swarm, holding popsicles in their mouths and shouting. Lu Ze could do it I saw popsicles melting and falling on their clothes.

On the contrary, the reporter comrades were very dedicated. They were standing under the bright sun, carrying the small umbrellas that Zhao Sisidi wore when he was in the countryside, a hooded kind, holding up cameras and glaring at these fans who were licking popsicles. He yelled at the top of his lungs: "Please get out, you fake fan."

The car stopped and Lu Ze got out of the car. Apart from Lu Ze's fans, no one else could come to support him. Can you expect Song Guiyuan's fans to come to support him? That's unrealistic. As for looking for extras, extra performers won't come out to take jobs in this hot weather. If we look for ten or twenty here and there, it's better not to look for them at all.

As usual, after meeting the fans' request for autographs and photos, Lu Ze walked into the venue. As soon as he entered, someone suddenly covered Lu Ze's eyes from behind, and deliberately lowered his voice, holding back laughter.

"Guess who I am?"

"You are mentally retarded. Who are you? You are such an adult. Stop playing this trick and let go."

Can Lu Ze still not recognize Lu Nan's voice? As soon as he turned his head, Lu Nan, wearing a T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers, was standing behind him. His big eyes were almost invisible when he smiled, and then Lu Ze... made up for it, turning his smile away. Just kicked him out.

"Why didn't you tell me you were here? I was thinking of going to see you after the premiere. How did you get in? Buy a ticket?"

"No, the tickets are so expensive... 2280, I'm scared to death. I called Brother Song and he brought them in for me and my roommate. Didn't I want to give you a surprise? ? Humph! You still hit me in front of so many people... I'm telling you, brother, my roommates are all your fans, that's why I brought them here, otherwise I wouldn't have done it in the hot weather I came to watch the premiere, but you were tired of watching it, and you were snoring like a pig...I didn't say anything."

Looking at Lu Ze whose smile was getting scary, Lu Nan immediately shut his mouth and ran away. After a while, he pulled three girls towards him, while Lu Ze started talking to the reporters on the side. .

"My sister, dear, remember to code your face."

"Don't worry, Brother Lu. I'm an old friend. I've attended several of your premieres. I know what I can and cannot do."

"Thank you. I'll get an extra red envelope later. It's such a hard trip on a hot day. I'll treat you and your colleagues to tea."

"Sure, thank you, Brother Lu."

The reporter put down the camera and thanked Lu Ze with a hearty smile. Even if Lu Ze didn't give more red envelopes, he would still be happy. After all, Lu Ze was talking about coding, not withholding distribution, which meant that "Sister Lu Ze attended the premiere." This wave of hot spots can be exploited, and the purpose of coding is to avoid causing trouble for sisters who are not involved in the entertainment industry. This means that Lu Ze agreed to the reporter's money from this hot spot, which is already Lu Ze's generous.

Patting the reporter on the shoulder, the reporter understood the situation and explained the situation to other colleagues. Then Lu Ze chatted with Lu Nan's roommates. Perhaps it was because they were a little excited to see Lu Ze alive, which made the three girls a little shy. , didn’t talk much, just listened to the communication between Lu Ze and his sister.

Graduate students are indeed regarded as top academics in the eyes of ordinary people. It's not that all top academics are beautiful, but the three top academics in Lu Nan's dormitory are ordinary-looking, neither ugly nor good-looking.

Lu Ze also introduced Lu Nan to other actors and directors during the process, otherwise it wouldn't be a big deal if relatives came and didn't introduce them.

However, Lu Ze is not worried that Lu Nan will be attracted by an old pervert like He Ruikuan. After all, He Ruikuan is the number one director in China. What kind of woman has he not seen?

Although Lu Nan is beautiful, she is not a fairy, and she is still a cannibal. In addition, she has a successful brother. Falling out with Lu Ze for a woman is definitely not worth it to He Ruikuan. What kind of thing? Women can play, but He Ruikuan knows what kind of women can only be treated as juniors.

In addition, he owed Lu Ze a favor for inserting Xiaomi into the crew of Bai Xiqun. He Ruikuan also patted his chest. In the imperial capital, if anything happened to her, Uncle He, he would come to her.

Don't underestimate the great director's connections. He doesn't have any friends in universities, officials or businessmen? Lu Nan is not the kind of girl who likes to cause trouble, and he, He Ruikuan, can really protect her. Even if Lu Nan wants to take the Ph.D. exam, He Ruikuan can help her.

After the topic was over, Lu Nan returned to his seat with a few classmates. They were not right next to Lu Ze. Otherwise, why would he leave three classmates behind and sit in front of him?

But throughout the premiere, Lu Ze watched Lu Nan make faces at him while others were not paying attention. Lu Ze was so angry that the big tendons on his forehead were jumping, but it was for Song Guiyuan who was sitting next to him. He suppressed his laughter until he hit Lu Ze on the thigh.

With an expressionless face, he stretched out his hand and pinched the inner thigh.

Seeing Song Guiyuan's face turned red, Lu Ze "smiled softly" and answered the reporter's question.

Relaxed.

The reporter's question session ended, and the hosts took the stage, sitting in the front row. The headlights were turned off, and everyone was given one minute to prepare. All mobile phones were turned off, and cameras were not allowed. Lu Ze watched the golden dragon logo appear on the screen, and felt in his heart sigh.

Another work has begun.

"...."