Global Movie Emperor

"Brother Ze, hurry up and go to bed. It's eleven o'clock. Normally you go to bed at half past ten. If your schedule breaks, it won't be easy to change it back. Let's wash the bowl tomorrow morning."

"Ok, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Also! Don't drink any more. You have been drinking for a day. You are all over alcohol, and it smells bad. Remember to take a bath before going to bed. Don't forget to use the new shower gel I bought for you. , If it is easy to use, I will keep using this brand from now on, I'll go first, and remember to go to bed quickly!"

"it is good……"

Seeing Gao Peiling leaving one step at a time, Lu Ze and Mickey knew what she was thinking in their hearts. They came back in the morning and ran back in the evening. This was the first time they had had a relationship. It was not because they were afraid that Lu Ze would not be firm. Let Mickey go off the hook, it's obvious to think carefully.

Dip the last piece of beef on the iron net with some barbecue condiments and eat it into his mouth, throw disposable chopsticks into the trash can, drank a sip of beer, can not help but burp, Lu Ze glanced at the side and his eyes were a little blurred, but his mental state Mickey, who is still good, sighed deeply.

He was drunk by Mickey. Starting in the morning, the two of them had lunch and another meal at two o'clock in the afternoon. In the evening, on a whim, they set up a barbecue at the entrance of the wine house and had another meal. All day, the two of them never left. It is estimated that Lu Ze drank only two-thirds of Mickey's. It was not that Lu Ze didn't accompany him. He really couldn't stand Mickey's self-punishment, and he didn't vomit!

But just like that, he wasn't drunk yet. He obviously walked straight in circles, but he couldn't lie down completely no matter how he poured it. For the first time in his life, Lu Ze was convinced of a person's drinking.

After pouring water on the charcoal fire, throwing the stove into the store, after clearing the dishes, the bar closed, and seeing Mickey still licking the cat in good spirits, Lu Ze held the quilt from the house and pointed to the sofa.

"Are you sure you will sleep here tonight? You can live in my room, I live outside."

Lu Ze's bed was single, and it was impossible for two big men to live in. But when he wanted to let Mickey sleep on the sofa, he always felt a little guilty of poor hospitality, thinking about sacrificing himself, and making do with it.

"It's not a polite act to grab the owner's bed. I'll just sleep here and give me the quilt. You can take a bath. Don't forget to call me after you wash. Go and go."

Taking the initiative to spread the quilt, he pushed away Lu Ze and waved his hand. No way, Lu Ze could only go into the bathroom. After he came out of the shower, he found that Mickey was already snoring, shook his head, and gave up asking him to take a bath. The thought of returning to the house holding the lame, the moment he lay down, entered the system space.

...

In the space, a series of translucent dummies are working on the set. Taking advantage of this time, Lu Ze is still rushing to review the script. After all, the 95-point pass line puts a lot of pressure on Lu Ze. An audience, the taste is so cruel, maybe the pass in the eyes of it can basically score full marks in the hearts of excellent filmmakers.

Originally, Lu Ze wanted to steal some professional skills of directors in the system space. After all, the previous series of tutorials did not teach him how to make movies, but only taught him how to be an actor.

It is a pity that the dummy director did not have any language exchanges with the dummy's field affairs, and the control of the camera was solid but nothing new. This made Lu Ze not able to steal anything from the teacher. In addition, he was delayed in filming because of stealing. After two fights, Lu Ze gave up this idea and did his duty as an actor.

Today's script is... "When happiness comes knocking on the door", and the next scene to be filmed is the scene where the male protagonist takes his child to sleep in the subway bathroom.

"The set is set up, please prepare the host."

The scene instantly switched to the bathroom, with newspapers spread on the floor, and Lu Ze sat on the floor, holding this translucent fake son, and pressing his leather shoes against the door frame, quietly accumulating emotions.

"Ready to shoot, three...two...one, the shooting begins."

"Boom boom boom..."

When the knock on the door sounded, the emotions that Lu Ze had accumulated so much that he was about to overflow instantly burst out, his face was expressionless, but his breathing was a bit heavy, the red blood streaks he squeezed out when the tears accumulated appeared in his eyes, holding the translucent fake son in his arms and legs. He pressed his hand against the door and looked around in the bathroom. Gradually, his expression began to be a little uneasy. Tears slipped at this moment. The time was just right. Finally, the back of his hand wiped away the tears that soaked the beard.

During this period of time, a movie every night is also a very heavy load for Lu Ze, because he may be filming in the system space for several months, or even nearly a year, and he is given time to rest... only one day. .

The most important thing is that this is completely different from the first stage of the system space tutorial. After all, the first stage is just passive acceptance, and the self-consciousness is zeroed. Now this kind of duck-filling review method has been continuously deduced. More than one hundred and fifty nights can really make Lu Ze mentally exhausted sometimes.

Most actors...can't act in more than a hundred movies in a lifetime, but he did it in just over a hundred days, and all of them are classics, and the requirements for the passing line are so high, the difficulty of interpretation is absolutely Hell class.

But the benefits are also very great. Lu Ze’s script comprehension ability and rapid interpretation ability have been greatly enhanced. This is what Lu Ze lacks, just like in "Boxing King", because he was shooting Mr. Tree, leading to preparations. Insufficient, which made Liu Ying's choice of Lu Ze and another actor difficult, and it will never happen again.

The system left him with only a short period of two days to recite the script, so the audition started ten minutes after he got the script, it seemed...not impossible.

In addition, the system has increased the difficulty. The actors who acted with Lu Ze were a group of translucent glass people, with no expressions, only lines. Can you imagine you filming with a big glass ball? Lu Ze is like this, what is this training?

stable!

Originally, Lu Ze's excellent stability has been greatly strengthened. To put it a bit exaggerated, he can now show people cry when he takes a picture of the Titanic with a dog.

However, although the big glass ball is playing, they are robots after all, and the stability of their lines is also amazing. In their interpretation part, they never make mistakes, which makes Lu Ze have to keep up with their rhythm, not keep up... …Come here and get beaten up.

What kind of monster did this high-pressure filming model eventually cultivate? Because of the stringent passing line and system comparison search, his performance level has risen to a new peak.

A robot that has no personality but is stable to a terrifying level. It takes his emotional control and stability to a higher level. The extreme squeeze of the script study time brings fast script understanding and lightning-like brain splitting, composition, The speed of action construction can be called 2080ti in the human brain!

The study during this period of time did not make Lu Ze completely reborn. After all, he had reached the peak of an actor's performance level before that, comparable to top performers at home and abroad.

But the deeper the understanding of performance, the more difficult it is to make progress. Fortunately, he was squeezed by the system and successfully stepped out of the bottleneck that plagued all top actors.

Perhaps, now we can call Lu Ze... the ultimate invincible experience genre master acting crazy super Saya robot version 2.0.

Don't talk about strong ones.

The topic is back on track. During the shooting, the door knock response should be steady, and the sound spread far to form a very lonely and lost ear feel. But now, the knock on the door and the script have a great Deviation, the knock on the door became more and more rapid, and the intensity of the knock began to increase, making a loud noise, and most importantly, the people outside the door began to knock!

This is obviously different from the script, but there is no reminder of the end of the filming in mid-air. If he doesn't continue filming now, he will get a whip! There is no way, he can only gritted his teeth and pressed the door to continue this performance while increasing the intensity of his expression to maintain the emotions that are in line with the current situation.

"father……"

Lu Ze shuddered and turned his head violently, to know this scene... his "son" has no lines!

But this time around, what he saw was not a glass man with a round face like a ball and full of transparency, but a fair skin with shredded hair, a delicate face, a very cute look, his big eyes half-squinted, and the corners of his mouth raised. , The little boy who showed his white teeth and smiled enough to make old aunts' hearts...

But this little boy is clearly Lu Ze’s childhood self...

"Are you going... how long will you stay here..."

"I……"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The people outside the door began to keep hitting the door. Lu Ze was just startled by this "self" and was questioned by him. His legs were accidentally relieved, and the door that lost its support was finally caught by someone. Knock away.

Standing outside the door is wearing a blue and gray cleaning suit, carrying a mop and a bucket...the dark self!

"You really want to die? With such a lot of mental pressure, if you continue to play like this, you are not far from madness. It's time to go out to work... Lu Ze."

"grass!!!!"

With a shout, he immediately separated from the system space. Lu Ze suddenly sat up from the bed, sweat from his forehead dripped down his chin onto the bedding, soaking circles of water stains, his buttocks moved back a bit, leaning against the head of the bed. He took a deep breath and took a glass of clear water from the bedside table, his hands still trembling, causing waves of the clear water in the glass.

A toast to relieve his thirsty throat, he lighted a cigarette, and kept thinking about what he and the black boss had just said when he was a child, and the more and more exhausted spirit during this period of time proved that the black boss spoke. Authenticity, so doing... the spirit seems to be really going wrong.

He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. Zippo struck the flint and exploded a little bit of starlight, and then the flame rose. It turned out to be very beautiful for a while. When the cigarette burned, the tobacco made a light click. He calmed down and thought about solving the problem. The method can be thought over and over again, and the conclusion is...there is no way.

unless……

"Ding...ding...ding..."

The room was quiet enough, Lu Ze’s ears moved, as if he heard someone in the wine bar turning over things. Zhang Weiyu drank so much alcohol and she definitely couldn’t wake up now, so Lu Ze immediately ruled out Mickey as the person outside the house. Only two people, except him, can only be thieves!

"Meow~"

"Shh!"

The lame screamed softly and was stopped by Lu Ze putting his fingers on his lips. He got out of the bed gently without wearing slippers. He took out a metal baseball bat from under the bed, booed again to the lame, and opened it quietly. The door of the room slowly walked towards the entrance of the wine house, and gently pressed the light switch.

"Ok?"

"by……"

Lu Ze is indeed thinking too much. This man is really not a thief, but Zhang Weiyu, who should have been drunk and slept on the sofa. At this moment, he was flipping the refrigerator, pulling out a bottle of beer and turning it on when the light was on. , Looked at Lu Ze silly and waved to him.

"Are you a murderous madman at midnight? It's the one that tricks people into staying at home, is enthusiastic during the day, is kind and loving, and turns into a cold-blooded killer at night, kills people, and then buries them in the basement?"

"Are you sick? You don't sleep at night, don't turn on the lights, and come out to flip beer in the dark? I thought there was a thief in the house. I was afraid that you would be stabbed to death by the thief. Drink? You only slept for more than three hours. Can your body stand it? Give it to me quickly. Don't drink it. Even if you are frustrated, you can't harm your body so desperately."

Lu Ze set the club against the wall and walked over to grab the bottle in Mickey's hand, but he avoided him and stretched out a finger to Lu Ze.

"One bottle, one bottle, I'll squint for a while after drinking, I have to drink some wine, otherwise...I can't sleep.

"You didn't finish drinking until eleven o'clock, so drunk, but you still drink at two o'clock? No, give it to me quickly, and then go back to sleep. This time you have to listen to me. Your alcoholism is too harmful to your body. "

"Hey, Lu Ze, don't, my friend, I really need to drink some alcohol. I'm awake from nightmares at this time every night. I need some alcohol to sleep. I'm really... going crazy."

He lowered his head, Lu Ze took advantage of the situation, grabbed his wine bottle, put it aside, supported Mickey's arms with both hands, and looked at him seriously.

"Mickey, tell me, how long have you not slept well?"

"One year and eight months? Even longer. I can only sleep for four hours every night. I have nightmares every day. They are not the same kind of dreams, but they are all scary. At first... I collapsed, I cried, but in the end I I found that wine can ease it. Give it to me. I will go to bed after I drink it. You should also rest early. Remember to turn off the lights and good night."

Lu Ze watched him lose the bottle and sat on the sofa, staring straight at the night train passing by outside the glass wall, holding up a beer from time to time for a sip, then lit a cigarette with cigarettes in between. Sitting in a daze.

Persuasion didn’t work anymore. As he said, he really needs to get himself drunk to sleep at ease. Lu Ze looked at him for a while, didn’t speak, turned and left, but thought that he should be taken to see tomorrow. Seeing a psychiatrist, turning off the lights, leaving only the flashing neon lights for him, Lu Ze just wanted to go back to the room, but was suddenly stopped by Mickey.

"Lu Ze, how do you think I look like?"

"If you are not decadent, you are really handsome."

"Yeah, I'm handsome, but prison... You know, there's no place to vent, those worms' brains made some strange ideas, I hate there... I hate Lawrence, I hate him..."

Lu Ze licked his lips, leaned against the door frame, and watched him quietly take a cigarette and drink. Under the flashing neon lights, he looked very lonely and vicissitudes of life. Lu Ze thought for a while before finally answering him.

"But you got in because of a drunk driving. Instead of hating Lawrence, you should hate alcohol. Listen to me, you shouldn't drink anymore. This is the sincere advice of a friend."

"What about cocaine? Huh? What about cocaine? As long as you pay some compensation for drunk driving, I can go out after a few months of detention, and then find a new company to make a new movie. My house and my car will not be taken away by the bank. , Then tell me! Should I hate wine! Or should I hate Lawrence!"

"Hey, Mickey..."

"Look at me, look at me!"

Mickey lifted his shirt. There were a few short cuts on his chest, but they bulged outwards and were obviously deeply pierced, but the cut on his stomach was as long as an adult’s small arm. He pointed to himself under the flashing neon light. The scars, staring at Lu Ze.

"There is a son of a **** who wants me to be his **** lover and fuck! I resisted and blinded him. This is the real reason why I went to jail for a year and a half! Then he stabbed him. I, with a toothbrush, almost stuck it in my heart, I almost died, and the prison guard! Is a person in jail for drunk driving in confinement? Is it eating spoiled food? I have dysentery and diarrhea for a month, one Yue! Tell me then! Should I hate wine! Or should I! Hate! Fuck! Lawrence!"

His eyes were red, his index finger pointed downward, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing. Lu Ze saw the fire and hatred in his eyes. He really hated Lawrence, really.

"I pray every day, praying that I can live and come out alive, my spirit depends on... it is it!"

He pulled out a thick stack of a4 paper from his bag, held it in front of Lu Ze, and threw it hard. The paper was flying in the air, and then it fell everywhere, and he grabbed Lu Ze by the collar. , His expression suddenly became fierce.

"I'm going to fight a turnaround! Use my life to fight a turnaround! This is my last straw! I want to get back my house! My car! I want to be a drunk fan again! Live the life of a master! Xiangjiang movie! "The True Colors of Heroes"! Have you seen it! I have waited for a year and a half! Just wait for this opportunity! I want to get my things back! It's not proof of how great I am! I want to tell everyone! My stuff! I must get it back! I want to tell Lawrence! He can't kill me, but I want to kill him!"

"I thought of you as soon as I was released. I need your help, but not a meal or a charity of wine! What I need is you! Help me go back to the past! Not even the past! And What I can give you can also make you not what you used to be! You have lost things! You have lost more than me! Your dignity! Your personality! Your glory! This is more important than money, man! We have suffered Injustice! But this is not an excuse for malaise! I'm resisting! And you are enduring it! I never agree that this happened to you! I want people who are sorry for me to pay back a hundred times! I want blood to pay back! What about you? "

"Your trophy is gone! It is gone! It hopes you can find it! Return it to the person who really deserves it, not as a display on someone else's bookshelf! Get it back! Come with me again! Go get some better ones, you can, and I can too, how about? Fight! Come with me? How about?"

He kept looking at Lu Ze’s eyes with anxiety and urgency in his eyes. He was waiting for an affirmative answer, and he was also looking for a comrade-in-arms for revenge.

"It's really too late, go to bed."

He gradually released his hand, smoothed Lu Ze's collar, looked at Lu Ze's eyes, and gradually...showed a mocking smile, turned quietly, lay on the sofa, and covered himself with a quilt.

"Okay, ok~ go to sleep, I hope I can sleep to death as soon as I sleep. If I don't see the morning sun, I won't have so many things to worry about. If you die, forget it, what a good death."

He calmed down. Lu Ze stared at him for a long time before returning to the room with the baseball bat, putting the stick back under the bed, seeing the **** on the bed looking at him, he lay down, hugged the **** in his arms, and whispered softly.

"Change you, what do you do?"

Turn off the lights and the room is quiet, but neither of the two drunk men can sleep well tonight.

...

Early in the morning, I opened my eyes at 7:30 on time, got up, opened the curtains, lit a cigarette, and finished smoking quietly, got up to wash, and when I passed the door of the pub, I saw Mickey packing things, and papers scattered on the floor last night , And now it's gone.

"Good morning~"

"early."

Mickey seemed to have forgotten the collapse and hysteria last night, smiled and waved to Lu Ze~www.ltnovel.com~ Obviously, Lu Ze did not succeed here and he should leave.

"What do you plan to eat this morning? For example, steamed dumplings, don't you like it very much?"

"Forget it, buddy, let's talk about it later if I have a chance. I'm leaving. I will go back to England early to prepare for my film. See how much sponsorship I can get. If I succeed, I will come back and find you. Let's have another drink. It's dark, what do you think?"

"Okay, then... good luck buddy."

Mickey nodded, put on his backpack, Lu Ze opened the rolling door for him, ready to let him go, one step, two steps...Walking to the door, he turned around, took off his peaked cap, and made a very gentleman's hat taking off. Bow gently, then put your hat back on.

"I wish you happiness for the rest of your life, and spend the rest of your life with Miss Gao. It is a pleasure to meet you, my friend."

"me too."

Lu Ze forgot to wash himself. He picked up the towel from the bar and gently wiped the tabletop until the wind bell sounded. He stepped out of the room half of his body. Lu Ze got up and wiped his hands with the towel.

"Maybe I should have a contract or something."

"What...?"

Mickey turned around fiercely, his hands still supporting the doorknob, he was caught in the middle of the door frame, his expression was a bit sluggish.

"I mean, I should have a labor contract or something, after all, I am not going to a black mine to dig coal, lest you can't shoot and run, and my pay will not be guaranteed. I need a third. This is the rule, isn’t it? Also, please close the door and come in to talk, otherwise there will be a lot of air-conditioning, and commercial buildings will be expensive."

His expression gradually changed from sluggishness to surprise, and finally turned into a burst of ecstasy, holding his head in both hands, shouting in disbelief.

"I drafted **** Christ!!"

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