Global Movie Emperor

The filming crew's closing banquet didn't last long, and ended hastily after about an hour. The reason is very simple. Most of the actors really found it difficult to get along with Lu Ze. Each person has his or her own ideas, and their work attitude is much better than Lu Ze's. To be more casual, even though Lu Ze did not ask them to take the performance as seriously as himself, as a maverick in a group, they will naturally not be accepted by most people.

This was also reflected in other crews, but because there were actors in other crews where Lu Ze worked who worked particularly hard to learn from Lu Ze, and took the initiative to express their closeness, which promoted the atmosphere of the whole crew, this kind of actor group was not allowed to be incompatible with Lu Ze. The problem of estrangement between male leads was exposed.

This is a cultural difference. Although a person who works hard and has reached an excellent level is naturally worthy of respect in the eyes of outsiders, it is naturally difficult to be happy with the negative teaching materials compared with him. It is similar to the overtime dog in the eyes of colleagues?

But it's not considered hostility. After all, Lu Ze's professional level is much higher than theirs. Ask yourself, they also sincerely admire actors like Lu Ze. As long as they don't involve themselves, under such psychological activities, the atmosphere of the banquet will be ruined. Although it didn't fall to freezing point, it still couldn't be active.

"I'm leaving now. I have to catch the morning flight tomorrow. You guys have fun."

Lu Ze knew very well that he would delay their nightclub party. Maybe after he left, they would appear in a high-end bar within half an hour, toasting and drinking under the loud music. Thinking of this, he just Not staying any longer, after eating the last dessert, he put on his coat and stood up to say goodbye to everyone. Everyone also stood up and politely asked Lu Ze to stay, hoping that he could join everyone in the fun again without affecting the schedule.

As a Chinese, how could he not know how to be polite? After repeated refusals, everyone no longer persisted and could only show expressions of regret. But what was very interesting was that their regrets contained pretense, but they also vaguely revealed A hint of genuine emotion, which is somewhat intriguing.

"I'll go with you too. The driver is waiting downstairs. I'll take you back."

The other "thorn in their side" who could stop them from being wild and unrestrained was naturally self-aware. He picked up his coat and stood side by side with Lu Ze without waiting for Lu Ze's response. He said goodbye to everyone and got into the car with everyone's farewell.

At first, neither of them spoke. They each leaned against the car door and looked out. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Turin's nightlife had not yet started, but it was ready. Under the night, the neon lights gave the already somewhat old building a new look. The city is covered with a beautiful coat.

The old people packed up their things and returned home to rest. The young people wore fashionable clothes and took their partners to the streets. Even the music changed from beautiful to dynamic. All changes were completed quickly and quietly. , as if everyone maintains a tacit understanding in unison.

The shiny remodeled cars were carrying sexy girls. The gangsters used the public facilities on the entire street as their own barriers. The boys with masks carried a large bag of spray paint and painted on the building until the police Lu Ze had never done anything like running around while making an arrest, so it was a bit novel. But soon, his attention was attracted by a soft snort next to him.

He adjusted the seat to the most comfortable angle, twisted his body a few times, and the fabric of his clothing rubbed against the leather on the seat, making a slight sound. He folded his hands on his belly and spread his whole body on the seat as if waiting to be buried. , Lu Ze looked sideways and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Do you regret becoming a director?"

"Somewhat, I'll tell you the truth, I couldn't hold on any longer halfway through the filming, but I had all the money thrown in, so I had no choice but to grit my teeth and persevere."

"You have persisted, haven't you?"

"Yes, so I am very tired. I am very tired every day."

Lu Ze can understand Fatini's tiredness. Film directing is a very labor-intensive job, plus there are several companies to manage, and there are many contracts that need to be flown to various places to negotiate. If this is not tiring, it is estimated that the stimulants will continue to work. Not a drop of urine.

What's more, as a direct descendant of the family, he has many competitors. Too many people hope that he can make some decisions that affect the company's earnings. It seems that the pressure behind him is greater than what is revealed on the surface. Too much too much.

Thinking about it now, what he once said about the so-called Italians paying more attention to life and always living in ease seems more like Fatini's wish, or an excuse to squeeze out some time and pretend to be cool.

"Then you should rest for a while, wait for the special effects company to finish the post-processing, and then you can slowly finish editing the film. There is no need to put so much pressure on yourself."

"That's not possible. Since I entered this industry, I feel that making movies is like waiting outside the delivery room to give birth to a baby. I just want it to come out soon, but I am afraid that it will come out late, and I am even more afraid that it will be suffocated in the belly and not come out. In addition, I'm quite looking forward to what everyone will think of my "children" when "Atonement" is screened. I hope they like it. If they don't, I will easily get mad and kill them all."

It was an inappropriate and wonderful metaphor, and it was a bit funny to say it, but what he said was perhaps the most in line with the director's actual thoughts, and it was hard for Lu Ze to disagree.

While chatting, the car suddenly stopped. I glanced out and saw that I had arrived at Lu Ze's address. The exchange was briefly suspended, and then Lu Ze said goodbye to Fatini.

"Let's go. See you before the show?"

"Okay, I'll ask the driver to wait for you at the door at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, okay?"

"OK."

Lu Ze got out of the car, closed the door gently, and just walked towards the room. But after taking a few steps, he was stopped by Fatini. He turned around and saw Fatini sticking out the window, seeming to be organizing words. Planning to say something.

"Lu Ze, if I give up being a director, will you despise me?"

The question was not unexpected by Lu Ze. From the beginning of the filming to the second half, Fatini's subtle body language and words had already revealed his intentions in this regard. The question Lu Ze asked in the car just now was actually in the car. Asking Fatini what he thought in a sideways way may be the reason why Fatini is confessing now.

After all, love and work are two different things. Anything you like will change its flavor and become less pure after it becomes your job. Often you are willing to invest in your love, but after it becomes your source of investment, Instead, you will care about whether it can create satisfactory income for you, and movies... are probably the least profitable business that Fatini does and the slowest return.

"Probably not, maybe... maybe I will be happy for you."

This answer made Fatini stunned. He had imagined that Lu Ze's answer was just a simple yes or no, but now, the answer given by Lu Ze was much more important than he thought.

Lu Ze is one of the few friends he has, and he is the only friend he has made through movies. This is very important, at least in Fatini's heart. During this period of getting along, Lu Ze unknowingly It has been tied to the movie in his heart. With Lu Ze, there will be a movie that belongs to him. Without Lu Ze, his movie will naturally cease to exist.

For him, talking about his ideals is as shameful as giving up his ideals. When all choices will cause him pain, his answer can only be placed in Lu Ze, who is tied to his ideals. Perhaps in this way, after learning this The destined outcome will make him feel better.

"Okay, I understand, then I'm leaving."

The answer he got was at least better than what he thought. He smiled reluctantly, retracted his head back into the car, and his sitting posture was no longer lazy. He tapped his fingers gently on the central armrest box, and finally, slowly closed the window. Tell the driver to leave.

Lu Ze, on the other hand, was silent, watching the white phantom drive down the mountain. He didn't turn around until he could no longer see the car lights.

The lights in the living room of the villa were still on. Logically speaking, Wang Zixuan would have gone back to the bedroom to rest unless she was there at this time. When she opened the door, as expected, Lucas was sitting at the dining table, with his back to Lu Ze, and Don't know what I'm doing.

"I thought you wouldn't come back tonight."

As soon as he opened the door, he joked about Lucas who did not attend the wedding banquet tonight but hurriedly ran to propose marriage. But as Lucas turned around, Lu Ze looked at the gloss on the corners of his mouth and the things on the table. of beer, a bad premonition came to mind.

"ah?"

"Ah, what, didn't you go to propose? Why are you back so early? What did you eat? Your mouth is full of oil when you eat. How did the proposal turn out?"

"She agreed."

"Oh, that's good, a good thing..."

"But it seems...I'm not that happy either."

"..."