The best director ever

Chapter 182 I Can Make Horror Movies
After staying in Xiangjiang for two days, Han Qiu returned to Shanghai.As for the guy Hiss, he left Huaxia a few days ago.

It seems that what he meant was that there was an event at Warner that required all the leading actors of the Dark Knight to participate.

Now, Heath's popularity in the United States is not so high, it's a bit scary.

The clown has become a synonym, a synonym for evil.Countless people are scrambling to imitate him.They can't imitate the movements and demeanor, but they can always pretend, right?

Therefore, in some recent cosplay activities, people will be surprised to find that there are clowns everywhere.Countless cosplayers have chosen the costume of the clown: white face, black eye circles, and two scarlet scars at the corners of the mouth.

Even, some clowns have bigger breasts.Ugh, it's a female clown!
In general, it is simply killing both men and women!

This shows how popular the clown, or Hiss, is in the United States.As early as the premiere, American audiences wanted to meet Heath, but they were all disappointed when they heard that he had gone to China.

The people in Warner were also very annoyed, no wonder the kid in Huaxia didn't choose anyone, but he chose Heath to go to Huaxia to promote. It is estimated that he had expected today's result a long time ago.

In addition, Heath's worth also skyrocketed with his fame!Coupled with his previous fame in Hollywood, now he seems to be a first-line actor!

All of this was obtained by the clown, or he exchanged his life for it.

But when Heath went to the United States to meet the cheers of the audience, an uninvited guest from the United States came to China.

Outside Modu Airport, Wen Ziren was waiting for a taxi at the station with a black leather bag.

In the bag, there is a planning book he has carefully crafted in the past few months!
Over the past few months, Wen Ziren has listened to Han Qiu's advice, recorded his nightmares bit by bit, and then added artistic creation to create a perfect story.

Then, he took the script and went to the library of the University of Southern California again, hoping to meet the Huaxia director, and then tell him the story in its entirety.But to his disappointment, he waited for many days without seeing him again.

At this moment, news of the release of the Dark Knight reached his ears.And, as luck would have it, he got tickets to the premiere.

When he listened to the host's introduction of the director and leading actor of The Dark Knight, he accidentally heard the name of his dream.

Han Qiu
Originally, he wasn't sure that this Han Qiu was the young man he met in the library.Because the Han Qiu he knows is from China, the possibility of coming to the United States to develop is very small.Moreover, he is still so young, how could he be the director of such a big production?

However, often what people do not agree with in their hearts is the real truth.

Director Han Qiu was really the young man he had met before!

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how much energy that ordinary young man, holding a book and reading like a student, had!

And when the Dark Knight became popular all over the United States, the surprise in his heart could fill the entire Pacific Ocean!
Chinese film giant!

The first movie to enter Hollywood broke through the $10 billion box office mark!

This is a godlike director!

Immediately, Wen Ziren's mind became active. He hoped to get Han Qiu's appreciation and support!And this kind of thinking swelled to the maximum after he hit the wall many times in Hollywood with the script.

He was willing to talk to himself at the beginning, and taught him a lot, so now he should be willing to see himself
Wen Ziren knew his own disadvantages, he was Chinese, he was a newcomer, and he was of yellow race.Although the laws of the United States explicitly prohibit racial discrimination, it still caused him a lot of trouble.

Just like now, when Wen Ziren was standing with a group of Shanghai citizens, no one knew that he was a foreigner.

He was as unobtrusive as an ordinary young tourist.

Moreover, he can also speak fluent Chinese, which of course was taught to him by his father.

Soon, a taxi arrived, and Wen Ziren opened the door first, and got in.

The master asked, "Where are you going?"

Wen Ziren was at a loss for a moment, he didn't have the contact information of the person, and he didn't know where the person lived, how could he find this?
By the way, isn't he from Huaxian Company?

Wen Ziren corrected his habitual English pronunciation and said in Chinese: "Huaxian!"

"Yo? Go to Huaxian." The master was a little surprised, and said in amazement: "Huaxian is a good place. Countless actors dream of getting opportunities from there."

"Young man, are you an actor too?"

Wen Ziren shook his head with a smile: "No, I'm a director."

"Director?" The master started the car and said, "Hua Xian also has many great directors."

"I know, Han Qiu."

"You mean Han Banxian? He is indeed the most powerful one, but there are several other directors, such as Lin Hua, the master of love, my daughter likes his movies very much, and Ye Chen, who specializes in comedies, he The movie is so funny, I will watch it every time."

Wen Ziren was a little dazed for a moment, what is Han Banxian?Han Qiu's nickname?

And what the hell is Lin Hua, the master of love, and Ye Chen, who specializes in comedies?

Not wanting to understand, he simply followed his master's words and said, "Yes, Hua Xian is really full of talents."

"What? You said that you are also a director, so tell me, what movies you have made, maybe I have heard of them."

"Uh, I haven't filmed it yet." Wen Ziren laughed dryly, subconsciously grasping the purse in his hand.

"That's it~~" The master was a little disappointed, "Then what movie will you make?"

Wen Ziren thought for a while, defined the type of script in his bag, and then replied: "Thriller, or horror movie."

Hearing this, the master's hands trembled, and he almost didn't drive the car onto the green belt.

Horror film?Could it be that haunted ghost?
I am a mother.This young man looks quite handsome, why can't he just think about scary things?

"Ahem, young man, I can't tell." The master smiled forcedly.

Wen Ziren shrugged indifferently. He knew that in the hearts of the public, directors who make horror films must be some abnormal people.

Who would provoke those ghostly things if they have nothing to do?

The master swallowed a mouthful of saliva, couldn't help being curious, and asked cautiously: "Aren't you directors who make horror films afraid of those things?"

"what?"

"It's those, those supernatural things."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Wen Ziren looked at the master with a strange expression, "Anything that exists is reasonable. Everything has its own set of rules, and ghosts have their own rules."

"And, according to scientific evidence, don't ghosts and ghosts not exist? Since they don't exist, what's there to be afraid of?"

The master shook his head: "You can't tell for sure about this thing. Who knows if it exists or not? It's something that the older generation passed down from mouth to mouth. It's unclear."

"Well, who cares, I'm keeping a respectful distance anyway."

After finishing speaking, a look of fear clearly flashed in the master's eyes.

Indeed, materialism and idealism are two schools of thought.Some people believe it, some people don't.

Even though science is rampant in this era, don't there still exist various sects?

Isn't God the old man the belief of many people?
Perhaps it was Wen Ziren, a young man who looked handsome but actually had a "dark heart" frightened the master, and the master stepped on the gas pedal involuntarily, wanting to send this plague god away as soon as possible.

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of Huaxian's gate.

"62 yuan." The master said.

When Wen Ziren took out the money, he realized that he only had US dollars on him and had not changed into RMB.

Helpless, he had to take out a $10 bill and hand it to the master. He did the math, and it seemed that $10 should be more than 62 RMB.

The master took a look and was amused, oh shit, dollars?
"Boy, this"

Wen Ziren smiled and said, "There's no need to look for it."

The master nodded, "Thank you."

After speaking, he quickly put in gear and drove away. After turning to another street, he murmured with lingering fear: "This young man is not a foreigner, is he? He can speak Chinese fluently."

As he said that, the master hurriedly found a rag, and wiped vigorously the place where Wen Ziren had sat, as if trying to wipe off those ghost things.

"Hey, bad luck, this time I really pulled a foreign devil!"

　Don't get excited, eunuch what?Am I the kind of person who doesn't hang?It may be updated frequently at night recently! (Haihan, it’s almost the Dragon Boat Festival~~~)

　　
　
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