Lance sat in front of the windowsill with his legs crossed, with messy white paper piled up around him. Under a thick stack of messy papers, the outline of a retro typewriter can be seen. The blurry ink prints can be seen everywhere, adding a hint of confusion. Lance did not notice the situation around him at all, waving his hands in the air in disorganized manner, sometimes suddenly pausing and falling into thinking; sometimes he looked like he was carrying a camera in the void to shoot, trying to find a more suitable angle.

Writing a script is not an easy task, never, and Lance has a clear understanding of this. If Lance, who had not received an orthodox script education in his previous life, was very talented, but it would be very difficult to complete the script creation. The script of "Good Night, Good Luck" was completed by Lance and George, and the script of "City of God" took three years and only promoted one-third.

But now things have changed. Lance, who has regained his new life, has more advantages and accumulation. Putting aside the crucial life experience and social experience, Lance has gained a lot in his thirteen years of life in New York in the last life.

Lance has been lying on Broadway outside and Broadway for a long time. Due to various reasons - the most important thing is the constraints of funds. If you want to create your works here and even make your works more likely to be on stage, they must be omnipotent. From directors to screenwriters to actors, even detailed and ending things such as props, costumes, music, etc. need to do it yourself.

Lance not only experienced many years of experience in actual combat, but also listened to the film department at Columbia University.

The film education in universities is very interesting. They will form a group to form a crew and then complete the semester project together. But at the same time, they will also allow students to experience knowledge in different positions - this time they serve as a photographer in the crew, then they will serve as a director next time, and then they will have to complete the production work next time.

The purpose of this educational method is not to make students omnipotent, but to let students understand the different work natures of each position, and finally let students find the most suitable position for them.

Before his rebirth, Lance worked on a project with a group of junior students. He participated in the work of director and screenwriter. This project achieved great success in campus performances, thus winning the opportunity to perform on Broadway. Therefore, even though Lance held two jobs at the same time, he was still unwilling to give up easily. For more than two consecutive months, he only had less than three hours of sleep every day. Perhaps it was because of this that he was exhausted and died suddenly, and returned to 2002 from 2015.

Even so, the adaptation of the script of "City of God" is still not that simple. The biggest highlight of this script is reality and restraint. The story of the script covers three eras before and after, involves dozens of different characters, and the amount of information is very large. The difficulty of including a movie script is beyond imagination.

What Lance had to do was not only condense these stories into a script, but also condense them just right. Fortunately, Lance had watched the work "City of God" in the first two lives, and left a particularly deep impression, which was of great help to the adaptation of the script.

During the process of writing the script, the vivid scenes emerged in Lance's mind, the desolation, messy, real, dramatic, and sharpness that were between documentaries and feature films gradually evolved into movie scenes - even life scenes, which hit the scenes, and then helped Lance continue to complete the adaptation of the script.

After he devoted himself to work, other messy thoughts in his mind were temporarily abandoned. He did not need to think about the affairs of Diorama Film, the next shooting issues of "City of God", nor did he need to think about what method to make a comeback next, but he just devoted himself to the creation of the script. That familiar passion slowly flowed in his blood, and even made people forget the passage of time. This is really a kind of enjoyment.

"Lance!" Accompanied by a chaotic sound of opening the door, a shout suddenly exploded like thunder on the ground, stirring the whole room.

"Get out!" Lance didn't even raise his head, frowned slightly, and yelled back.

The crackling sound of debris falling to the ground made people irritated, "Lance, dear Lance! Cute Lance!" The shouting not only did not stop, but also became even more violent, shouting in various calls, as if calling for a pet cat.

"Get out!" Lance was covered in black lines.

The voice seemed to be angry, and he roared directly, "Damn Lancelot! Where are you, mom?" The voice came from the living room to the study.

Lance also left wildly, finally raised his head, and his thoughts escaped from the story of "City of God", as if he had quit the game. After being disturbed by work, Lance was in a very bad mood. When he was about to look back and see who was making trouble, a hearty laugh came from behind, "Haha, you are here!" The loud laughter was like thunder, which made Lance's eardrum buzz.

As soon as Lance turned around, a black shadow pressed down directly. A furry brown bear hugged Lance from behind, then picked him up and put it on the ground. Lance didn't even have time to react to the pain, let alone counterattacking, and then felt the big hand like a palm fan ravaging his head, almost squeezing all the air in his lungs. The cheerful and playful laughter was like a beating drum, attacking Lance's eardrums continuously.

"Gawaine-Strelow!" Lance finally reacted at this time and shouted with gritted teeth. Originally, Lance was about to give up the opponent a hard blow, but after understanding who the person was, Lance gave up resisting and sat obediently, looking desperate - a grappling with an active professional rugby player? Lance did not think he had any chance of winning, and giving up was the wisest thing to do.

The visitor happily ravaged Lance's hair, but soon found that Lance didn't resist at all, which made it boring, "Little guy, why don't you resist? It's so boring, it seems like I'm bullying a child."

Lance said calmly, "I'm thinking about it, call Theo to talk about this later."

Hearing the name "Theo", Gao Wen immediately jumped up like an electric shock. Not only did he let go of Lance, but he also began to help Lance tidy up his hairstyle. He sat in front of Lance with a flattering smile, "Cute Lance, handsome Lance, kind Lance, you won't tell Theo? Right? Right?"

The man standing in front of Lance had his long dark brown hair casually tied into a bun, but he didn't look feminine at all. On the contrary, he revealed a wild sense of sex and domineeringness. The rough and messy stubble chin embellished the slightly cute baby face. Under the messy and rough eyebrows, there was a pair of bright dark blue eyes. With his tall and strong figure, the strong and wild athlete temperament came to his face.

This is Lance's third brother, Gao Wen.

Lance died when he was three years old. Since he had no close relatives to adopt, he was sent to the Children's Welfare Bureau and then grew up in a foster family. Children in foster families always come and go, and few people can stay for a long time. Fortunately, the four foster children, including Lance, have been persisting. Gowen is one of them, and Theodore-Strelow is another. Theodore is the oldest of their four brothers, thirty-eight years old this year.

Gao Wen's birthday is only one month older than Lance, but he has always regarded himself as his "brother". Unlike Lance, Gao Wen is now a professional player of the NFL player Green Bay Packers, playing as a tight end. He has been a member of the Packers since joining the league in 1991. He also won the Super Bowl with the team as the main player in 1997. He is currently one of the top players in the league.

Lance curled his lips, "You are sitting on my script." Gao Wen jumped up straight, almost making people mistakenly think that there was an extra hedgehog on the ground. Looking at Gao Wen who was smiling very flatteringly in front of him, Lance resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Why did you come suddenly? The summer in Green Bay is much more comfortable than Los Angeles."

"The new season is about to begin. Next week is the preseason. Do you remember?" Gao Wen looked at Lance with a strange look. Lance's usual calm and calm eyebrows were stunned, and then a trace of rare embarrassment appeared. Gao Wen looked down at the messy paper around, "How long have you been in the house and haven't been out?"

Lance turned to look at the chaos around him. Judging from Percy's comments at noon today, he had not left the room for three weeks. Lance raised his eyebrows and showed an innocent expression, "The passage of time is always unpredictable, isn't it?"

Gao Wen pounded Lance's chest twice, and laughed loudly, "You are still so humorous, and you always like to say some philosophical things that I don't understand." After being beaten twice, Lance felt that he was almost vomiting blood, but he couldn't help it and rolled his eyes. Gao Wen had been used to it for a long time and didn't care at all, and said happily, "Let's go, go, prepare to leave. I just talked with Theo, and he can arrive in twenty minutes. We must also rush over."

Lance stood up and walked into the bathroom quickly. He had not gone out for a long time. He had to take care of himself briefly. Gao Wen followed him to the bathroom door, folded his hands on his chest, and asked casually, "Have you changed your company recently? I called your office landline. The person who answered the phone was not Percy. I thought he had called the wrong phone."

Lance couldn't help but pause in his hand. He forgot that he had never mentioned Diorama Film to his family, whether it was Lancelot or Li Jin. In his last life, he was discovered six months later. In a panic, Lance had a big fight with them and strongly refused their help. Many years later, Lance realized how stupid his actions were and hurt his family severely.

So what about this time? Should he tell the truth?
Chapter completed!