Global Movie Emperor

"What? This is the Golden Palace? We can't come?"

"What are you talking about! Come on, your uncle's Mickey has been playing tricks on me. I said you never told me who he is. So he is waiting for me here?"

Lu Ze finally figured out why Wang Zhen showed a smile that seemed inexplicable at the time when he met Zhuang Yu at the funeral of Song Guiyuan's mother. He also understood why Mickey Mouse smiled a few days before the premiere of "Exile". Hui Hui had been missing all day, but it turned out that he had been waiting for him here.

Mickey and Kesha rarely saw Lu Ze's stunned expressions. Every time it was a rare scene, especially this time, the expressions were extremely exaggerated, as if they were seeing aliens. Mickey and Kesha were completely in tune with each other. He kept his mouth shut and smiled so wildly that if there was no tongue blocking it, Lu Ze would probably be able to see directly from his mouth what the two of them had eaten this morning.

"When did you arrive? I said you two are bad enough. They are holding back their evil, and you are hiding it from me?"

"Isn't this a surprise for you? I think the effect is pretty good."

"Shit, it was a surprise. I was almost scared to death. I thought I had passed the station and flew back to the imperial capital. I couldn't turn my head around at that time. I kept thinking, where did the Beijing accent come from and where do I live now? Where? A hotel?"

"No, I'm going to live under your hands now. If the second boss doesn't do anything, the big boss has already prepared a large villa. It's very comfortable to live in. Are you going to eat at my place tonight?"

Mickey was still laughing, but he got excited when he heard the shabu-shabu shabu-shabu shabu-shabu shabu-shabu being served. The three of them all spoke Chinese, but only Kesha couldn’t understand it, and he was still laughing in a silly way.

"Although it's not good for me to say it now, and it's disturbing your old memories, but can you take me with you when you're having hot pot?"

Mickey, like Lu Ze, can't eat spicy food. He can't accept the Sichuan and Chongqing hot pot of Ass Killer. Instead, he favors the clear soup mutton pot of Imperial City. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to go out to eat the sheep and scorpion hot pot at two o'clock in the middle of the night. .

"Come on, come all. There are so many people and it's so lively."

The group of people chatted happily. Mickey and Zhuang Yu can be regarded as heroes. They are both masters of feature films. They also competed in Cannes. Although Mickey won, Mickey never felt that he was more capable than Zhuang Yu. Excellent, mostly luck and a bonus from Western movies.

He has watched "Alive" many times, ever since the two films were shortlisted for the main competition. It was Lu Ze's wonderful performance in "Alive" that made Mickey particularly fond of Lu Ze, and they have formed a relationship ever since. Got fate.

To this day, Mickey will read it out and read it again, and praises Zhuang Yu's character creation ability. Therefore, when he was confused when writing the script, when thinking of foreign aid, Mickey immediately thought of the one with a similar style to his, but Throughout the story, Zhuang Yu, who has excellent ability in shaping the image of a good person, is portrayed.

Kesha was confused and didn't know what they were talking about, but in order to maintain his sense of existence, he was still having fun, and finally attracted Mickey's attention.

"Stop laughing, you're just like a fool. You're going to have hot pot tonight."

"Hot pot? Hot pot is good!"

Then he started to have fun again, and clapped his hands this time. No one else dared to look at him, for fear of laughing out loud. Maybe he also discovered his naivety. His smile dropped in the next second, he coughed twice, and turned his palms towards He held out his palm and motioned for them to continue.

"Lu Ze, the interviewers have already arrived. You and Kesha will be responsible for the second audition. Mr. Zhuang, please come to my office to talk about the script. Your wife..."

The relationship between Zhuang Yu and Mickey is still at a relatively unfamiliar stage, and their words are relatively polite. In fact, only Zhuang Yu has signed a contract with "Global Brothers".

Wang Zhen came with him. Mickey was very wary. Except for Lu Ze, even the Mendeleev brothers would not trust him too much. After signing the confidentiality agreement, Zhuang Yu didn't want to see the complete script. Maybe, let alone an outsider like Wang Zhen, even though she is Zhuang Yu's wife.

"She can just find a place to rest. She can sit there if there is WIFI. Lu Er, let her go to your office for a while."

"OK."

After the division of labor was clear, they dispersed. Lu Ze and Kesha did not move, because the interview was going to start in this conference room. After refilling the coffee, Kesha called the internal phone and asked Old Gill to put the first interviewer. Come in.

There was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Enter."

Yawning and bringing up a few tears, he rubbed his eye sockets and let the actor he had never met before come in. He stretched out his hand to Kesha and took the interviewer's resume. Before he could look through it, the door was opened. , a well-fitted brown Oxford leather shoe stepped on the floor of the conference room.

For the first time, Lu Ze did not raise his head. Instead, before the interviewer sat down, he glanced at the interviewer's name on the resume. The role of this resume stopped there.

"Charlie Spencer, male, 18 years old, student majoring in acting..."

Scanning the photo, Lu Ze's eyes suddenly became serious and his brows furrowed. It was not that the photo gave Lu Ze a bad visual sense, but that he was wondering about a question.

"Did you post the wrong photo? This... doesn't look like a man..."

When the footsteps approached, Lu Ze still frowned. He raised his head and looked straight for a moment. The big boy in front of him overlapped with the face in the photo that made Lu Ze confused about his gender. Due to the deeper optimization, the words that flashed through Lu Ze's mind became a little poor, and they only stopped at the word "beauty".

"Hello, Mr. Lu Ze, hello, Mr. Mendeleev."

The pure British accent is slower and has an inherent gentleness. The clear male voice that has not been polished by tobacco and alcohol is still a bit immature, but it perfectly fits the appearance. He should be This timbre.

He walked in front of Lu Ze and the two of them, and bowed at 90 degrees. His brown-gold shoulder-length hair with wavy curls covered his face that had just appeared vaguely. When he stood up again, the first person to be exposed from the hair was Gao Ting. The bridge of his nose, then his fair forehead.

The eye sockets are deep and set with a pair of medium-sized blue eyes. The long face is not as sharp as the chin of an oval-shaped face. The cheekbones are slightly higher, but the cheeks are not as thin as a knife like most Europeans and Americans with high cheekbones. It goes down very softly and forms a very perfect arc.

Compared with the thick lips of most Europeans and Americans, his lips are very thin, which makes the visual sense slightly feminine and cold. He has a very high-end face, which is favored by the fashion circle.

An unmodified one-inch photo will look a bit dull no matter how beautiful it is, but when he really stands in front of you, he will be given an aura that cannot be compensated by the photo. The moment he sees this high-end face, Lu Ze immediately thought of Bourne Anderson, who was known as the most beautiful boy in the world.

The same unparalleled exquisite embryo.

Perhaps this is the standard template for a beautiful boy, with the same wavy hair, the same melancholy childish temperament, and the same delicate face. The only difference is that compared to Bourne, he looks more feminine and has gentler facial features.

Aesthetics are always changing, so Lu Ze cannot give an accurate answer as to which one is better. He can only say that both of them have faces that are sought after by the current era.

Faces like this are very popular. Don't think that Europe and the United States only like muscular men. Today's aesthetics may be due to the Internet or other factors, and are gradually being unified globally. Such soft and handsome faces are very popular everywhere.

"Hello Charlie, sit down."

The big boy nodded, walked to the side of the chair, turned around, and then walked to the front of the chair. Instead of taking one step, he stretched his legs directly from the side to the front of the chair.

Unbutton the second button of the suit, hold the lapel lightly with both hands, sit on only half of the stool, straighten the body, and hang your hands naturally, ensuring that the suit is straight and giving people an elegant posture with advanced etiquette education. .

At this time, Charlie was not at peace. He breathed out secretly, resisted the desire to shake his legs due to nervousness, crossed his hands, and felt his heart still beating rapidly.

Why is this happening? the reason is simple.

Do you know what it is like to meet your idol face to face?

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