Disaster Artist - Chapter 1 time master

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There are no clouds in thousands of miles, the scorching sun is in the sky, the blue sky is like washing with water, clean and clear, the splendid golden sunlight falls down without hindrance, and the willow wind in early spring reveals a touch of laziness and comfort, which makes people want to close. Open your eyes and feel the leisure and freedom.

However, for the hard-working social animals, there is no such leisurely leisure, drowning in the piles of work, drunk and dreaming.

Journalists, that's it.

At this moment, more than 30 reporters are scattered on both sides of the street, waiting hard against the sun. Although there is no noisy conversation, the rustling sound can feel the hot air gurgling. It seems that every pore breathes out lava.

Behind him is Liuguang Films, one of the seven major film companies in the industry. The glazed signboard bathed in the sun is slowly flowing with gorgeous rainbow light.

In this situation, for the top players in the industry, it’s no surprise that they’ll come back every once in a while. Moreover, compared to those real blockbuster news, the lineup of reporters in front of them can only be regarded as petty, nothing. Worth a special peculiarity.

The security guards waiting at the entrance of the company are not surprised.

The staff who came and went on the first floor of the building were also in a hurry, busy with their work, and they didn't even give a glance.

Compared with the leisure and comfort indoors, the outdoors under the scorching sun is a different scene.

On the surface, the reporters were chatting without a word; in fact, they were watching and listening to all directions, paying close attention to the movement of vehicles passing in both directions on the street, as if waiting in the grass for a rabbit to show up. Hyena-like, craving a little blood.

At this moment, a taxi slowly came into view.

This taxi is really ordinary. It has nothing to stand out in the continuous flow of traffic in the city, and it does not touch the radar of the reporters. The "hyenas" are still scattered in the nearby corners and corners. Just looking at it inadvertently, and then found:

The taxi did not pass by, but stopped at the gate of Liuguang Pictures.

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

The alarm sounded, and it could be clearly felt that the hyenas were all in the starting position, and their muscles were completely tense, just like a 100-meter battle that was about to start. Everyone was looking at each other, waiting for the starting gun to sound. With the bubbling boiling up, the smoke of gunpowder quietly filled the air.

click.

The taxi door opened, the air was stagnant, and a figure walked down—

Jeans are matched with a white T-shirt, and a dark blue long trench coat is worn. There are no extra and complicated decorations on the whole body, but it still makes people unable to take their eyes off. The slender and straight height seems to be more than 180 cm. The superior body proportions and Well-proportioned muscular lines look elegant and attractive.

The eyes of the audience were scorching hot. They followed the pair of white canvas shoes on their feet all the way up to find the face. The next second, the alarm bell rang, and the slightly condensed air burst open, and the magma began to blow out.

Boom!

Everyone swarmed up in an instant, and the ferocious and twisted scramble for each other seemed to be able to hear the sound of teeth tearing flesh and blood, comparable to the "Animal World" documentary.

The silver flash slammed down directly from the head, and the golden sky was also rendered silver, and there was no room to breathe. The shutter sound was mixed with questions and shouts like a stormy sea, and it was unreasonable to directly approach people. Devoured, no bones left.

"Lu Qian, are the rumors true?"

"Is there anything you want to respond to?"

"Is everything Tan Xiao said true?"

"Is it your default to refuse to respond?"

"Many boats were found, what do you want to justify?"

"Do you really have a party every night to do group sports?"

"What do you want to say to the women you abandoned?"

"What is the reason for coming to the company today?"

"Some people think this is your self-hype, how do you respond to this?"

"Will you retreat?"

twitter, twitter, as if there are thousands of flies lingering in the ear, the buzzing sound continues to bombard the eardrum, don't say complete sentences, even the language has been broken into countless syllables, Lost any meaning, just a chaotic murmur.

do not know!

do not know!

I don't know all of them!

Lu Qian is serious, he is neither escaping nor denying, but he really doesn't know anything.

The only thing he knows is that he completed the post-production work of the short films for the film festival in the editing room. After several consecutive nights, he finally finished all the work, and fell asleep on the tattered sofa in the editing room. When he woke up again , passed through.

who I am?

where am I?

What am I doing?

He doesn't know all about it!

I just arrived here this morning. It took me a long time to understand what was going on. The world seems to be completely different. The earth is still the familiar earth, but everything else is different. The familiar history, familiar country, and familiar culture are all All have been rewritten.

Like a parallel universe.

The only reminder information is that the mobile phone schedule reminds, "At eleven o'clock in the morning, meeting, Liuguang Films, Qi Yunguang", and it is marked in red.

It seems that it should be a very important schedule. In the confusion, there seems to be a drive in the subconscious of the soul, and he also wants to explore further to see what is going on, so he leaves the house and raises his hand. Stopped a taxi, and then, appeared here.

At this time, the reporters were bombardingly asking questions, but in fact, Lu Qian was the one with a belly full of question marks.

However, Lu Qian couldn't figure it out. The flashing lights in front of him came straight to his face, so that the field of vision turned into darkness, and nothing could be seen. Only countless flickering spots of light were flickering, and they were created in an instant. The effect of blindness, loss of direction, can only go with the flow.

What kind of treatment is this?

"Lu Qian, someone calls you a master of time management. How would you respond to this?"

Um? Time management guru?

Sounds a little familiar.

Lu Qian managed to catch a problem and paused for a while, but he didn't expect that the reporters around had no plans to brake at all. One by one, the cannon barrels and voice recorders were poking at Lu Qian's mouth and nostrils, screeching loudly. Hit the teeth, faint pain.

The surging crowd of people in front and back is still squeezing Lu Qian's body continuously, and his footsteps are bumping in the chaos, like a small boat in a hurricane, smashing over one wave after another, and there is no such thing at all. Leave any breathing room so that the irritability in the chest also erupts.

To make matters worse, the flashing lights all over the sky still made it impossible to see, and the inexplicable mind full of inexplicable turned into anger, and the words slammed into the past—

Time management guru?

"That's the natural charm."

"Unless you return to your mother's womb to be reborn, you will only be envious. Don't be envious, sir, you will lose if you are envious."

What... what?

The reporter who asked the question was stunned, standing in the crowd like Wu Dalang. He had to raise his head to be able to see Lu Qian's lower jaw. The anger was directly blocked in the chest, and I wanted to cry a little.

envious?

Well, let's admit it frankly, in fact, deep down in my heart, I really feel a bit envious, the kind of envy a man has for a man, the kind of envy that can be smelled sour even ten miles away.

The eyes of other colleagues at the scene shifted back and forth between Lu Qian and the reporter who asked the question, and the clear gap made the voice swallowed.

There was a brief silence, as if he was saying something silently.

But the problem is that Lu Qian just "admitted" it directly, is it really okay?

Buzzing.

It was this short-lived gap, Lu Qian successfully seized the opportunity, marched forward to break through, pushed aside the crowd, successfully tore a gap, and rushed towards the gate of Liuguang Pictures with great strides.

Although the reporters were chasing after him, they were still half a beat late. Lu Qian had already entered the gate, and then the security guard at the gate dutifully blocked all the surging crowd.

Before he had time to adjust his footsteps, he could see the reporters hustle and bustle outside the closed gate. Their appearance was comparable to that of a zombie siege, and the continuous sound waves were still surging.

"thanks."

Lu Qian let out a long breath, smiled at the security guards, and politely expressed his thanks, UU reading www. However, uukanshu.com found that the security guards looked at him with a half-smiling smile, revealing the expression of "you know and I know between men", as if to say:

Brother, I didn't expect you to play a lot.

That expression, perfectly and seamlessly connected with the zombies behind, also made people stuck in their throats in one breath.

Because it was too absurd, Lu Qian laughed instead, facing the security guard's gaze, without answering or explaining. After adjusting his breathing a little, his blurred vision finally returned to normal, and then he strode towards the front desk. Explain your purpose.

The front desk made an internal call, and after a brief communication, they gave Lu Qian a temporary pass and directed him to the office on the 14th floor.

"Artist Department, Deputy General Manager, Qi Yunguang."

Standing at the door of the office, Lu Qian didn't knock on the door in a hurry, but looked at the label and tried hard to wake up the memory of today's meeting, but it was still unsuccessful.

Rushing, along the way, Lu Qian could clearly feel the out-of-the-way vision that was quietly projected from the work compartment, looked at it and speculated, with a slight sharpness.

But after experiencing the baptism of gazes from the door and the first floor, Lu Qian had calmed down, completely ignored it, sorted out his thoughts, and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Pushing open the door, you can see a middle-aged man behind the desk looking up slightly, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his elegant face, a little bookish, saying that there is no problem with being a university professor, and gently raising the corner of his mouth His smile, like a spring breeze, is completely different from the sight of others.

However, Lu Qian not only did not relax, but quietly sounded the alarm, although he still did not understand the specific situation, but—

It seems that the picture is not the same as imagined.

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