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Even if Lu Ze got on the plane, it would only last five days. His first trip abroad for work and travel came to an end amidst the tight schedule. Overall, the trip was quite pleasant, but it was a little troublesome for Lu Ze. Instead, it was the entertainment reporters waiting at the airport after returning to China.

"I would like to ask Lu Ze, are you mentally prepared for your failure at the Cannes Film Festival? It's your first time to participate in an international film festival and you have failed. How do you feel now?"

A female reporter almost shoved the microphone into Lu Zede's mouth. There were many reporters crowding behind her. She reluctantly stood at the front and asked Lu Ze this deliberately revealing question.

In an instant, Lu Ze's originally good mood turned a little worse. No one likes to passively talk about his failure, even if Lu Ze has accepted the fact of failure in his heart.

Not giving the annoying female reporter a look, but also not giving her a kind hand, Lu Ze picked up his backpack with both hands, glanced at the reporter, and replied: "It's okay."

The failure of the Best Actor competition at Cannes doesn't mean anything. After all, "Alive" is still recognized by domestic and European movie fans. However, this also announced that Lu Ze's legendary record of winning nominations has come to an end.

In this regard, Lu Ze's honors are still worthy of recognition, but the legendary color that makes people talk about it is much weaker. The golden body is broken and the legend ends. It is not sad, but it is a pity.

"I would like to ask Lu Ze, do you think your failure to win the award is related to your own strength, or is the Cannes Film Festival really not friendly to Asians? Do you plan to participate in the Cannes Film Festival in the future?"

The question raised by another male reporter cannot be said to be undermining. Artists with any sense cannot express their dissatisfaction with the organizers of the film festival. This is a rule, so this question will basically not affect anyone.

But there are always surprises in everything. Maybe Lu Ze, like the American actor before, was angry that he didn't win the award, and then he swore at the organizer unabashedly? This reporter just wanted to try his luck. If Lu Ze took the initiative and really vented his dissatisfaction, it would be really big news.

"I'm inferior to others in terms of skills. I'd rather be defeated. Also, I suggest you go and have a look at your brain. There must be something wrong with you."

In fact, it was okay to expose the scars. Lu Ze felt unhappy, but he could still hold it in easily and would not easily fall out with reporters. He was afraid that this kind of trap would be set on him, and he hoped that reporters who would make enemies of him would end up in a mess by then. , people are counting money behind their backs and watching movies happily. Lu Ze really hates this kind of person.

"I...Lu Ze, you don't need to be interviewed, but there's no need to mock me, right?"

"Sorry, Lu Ze is not accepting interviews right now. Please put your cameras away. Thank you for your cooperation. Friends behind you should not take pictures. Sorry to trouble you."

Shen Jinghan jumped out from the crowd, stopped the reporters around him, asked Liu Bin to take Lu Ze's suitcase, and took Lu Ze out of the airport in large strides.

"Lu Ze! It doesn't matter! Come on next time! You will definitely get it next time! Don't be discouraged! Keep making good movies for us to see! Awards are not important! What is important is to be yourself! Come on!"

Behind the reporter were fans who came to pick up the plane, giving Lu Ze countless comforts and encouragements. Although they did not go to the airport to pick him up, they just heard that Lu Ze was about to get off the plane, so they stopped here for a while, but in their words Lu Ze could still feel his sincere blessing.

In fact, Lu Ze has never enjoyed the treatment of a large number of fans picking him up at the airport. Usually, fans passing by the airport recognize the fully armed Lu Ze and come over to ask for autographs and photos. But compared to the crowd at Wuyang Wuyang After blocking him at the airport, Lu Ze felt that this way of getting along with fans made it easier for him.

"I'm sorry to disappoint everyone, I'm sorry to everyone."

If we say that this time he lost the Palme d'Or, the only person who can make Lu Ze feel guilty is the fans who have high expectations for him.

This apology is very necessary. He is not a man who likes to disappoint people, so he really wants to say this apology to these people.

"It doesn't matter! Try again! I believe you can do it! Come on Lu Ze."

There were no roars like a tsunami, or fans with flushed faces. Instead, the voices were somewhat uneven. It looked like they had not been trained by the organization, and some shy people were too embarrassed to speak.

It was impossible not to be touched. Lu Ze had nothing to repay the fans. He just agreed to their wishes, walked over to take photos with them, and left his signature.

"Mr. Lu, it's almost time. People on the following flights are about to get off the plane. Please leave quickly, otherwise it is likely to cause congestion at the airport. I think this is a situation that none of us want to see."

The police and security personnel at the airport gently reminded Lu Ze. Lu Ze had no choice but to say sorry to the fans who did not sign and take photos, and his followers Liu Bin and Shen Jinghan got in the car.

This actually made the police relieved, and the impression of Lu Ze's fans also became good. As a security guard at Hongkou Airport, there are many celebrities passing by the airport basically every day.

They have seen too many unqualified fans who crowd, make loud noises, interfere with the passage of pedestrians, and even have minor stampedes. Fans like Lu Ze consciously line up, speak softly, and give way to pedestrians passing by. Fans are really too rare, too rare.

This may be because Lu Ze fans are older. They are more rational and leave after asking for autographs and photos, so as not to cause trouble to the airport and other fans. This approach makes everyone present, including passers-by, secretly Nod, these people can really do it.

"Aze, where are we going now? Are we going home to rest?"

In the driver's seat, after igniting the ignition, Liu Bin looked in the rearview mirror and saw Lu Ze, who was clearly jet lagged and looking tired, and asked softly.

"No, go directly to the company. I still have something to discuss. You will probably have to wait for me at the company for a few hours, and then I will go home and rest."

When Lu Ze got off the plane, the first thing he thought of was Huang Liu and Deng Bo. Lu Ze called them over, and then he ran to France and left them still working on Sega. This was no longer the case. Now he is back When he arrived in the Magic City, if he didn't go back and take a look immediately, it would seem that he was a bit too ignorant.

Shen Jinghan understood Lu Ze, so he didn't stop him. He had something serious to do now, so let him do it first. Otherwise, even if he persuaded him to go back and rest, he wouldn't listen.

Just along the way, I explained to Lu Ze the impact of his defeat. Although this incident did not cause much turmoil, the impact was still a bit, and at least it created a lot of news hot spots.

As for the navy that had been smearing Lu Ze since yesterday, she didn't tell Lu Ze in detail, what else? How unpleasant are the derogatory and abusive words they say? She just told Lu Ze that the company had already come forward to resolve the matter, so Lu Ze didn't have to worry.

After talking for about ten minutes, Lu Ze snored lightly in his seat. Shen Jinghan felt a little distressed when he saw this, and signaled Liu Bin to increase the temperature of the air conditioner and reduce the speed of the car to let him sleep a little longer.

In this way, it was already more than two hours before arriving at Sega. Lu Ze was woken up by Shen Jinghan, rubbed his eyes, shook the watch chain stuck on his wrist, drank some water, and relieved his thirst. Only then did he get on the elevator with squinting eyes.

"Hey, when did you come back? You don't look good. Take a rest?"

As soon as he opened the door, Huang Liu held up a glass of water and said hello to Lu Ze. Seeing that Lu Ze's face was not good, he persuaded Lu Ze with concern.

"Brother Six, Brother Bo... I just haven't recovered from the jet lag. It's okay. How are the progress these days? Oh, why have you written so much? This is all... What is this. "

There were several large stacks of A4 paper placed on the table in the conference room. Lu Ze reached out and took it over to take a look. The writing on it was scrawled and scratched. Lu Ze couldn't understand it for a while.

"It's strange that you can understand it. They are all creative drafts. These are only about one-third of what I have written in the past few days. The rest were all shredded by the shredder. You sit back and we don't care about you. , let’s chat.”

After the conversation ended, Lu Ze sat on the chair and took a cup of tea poured by the assistant, and took a sip. He listened to their constant quarreling, as if the relationship between brothers was about to collapse.

As he listened, sleepiness came over him again. After talking to the five screenwriters, he went to lie down on the sofa in his office next door, found a coat to cover himself, and fell into a deep sleep.

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