The screening of "Twelve Arhats" ended, and the audience stood up and applauded. The entire Chinese Theater looked lively, and the applause lasted for two minutes before stopping. △For a commercial film, this is undoubtedly a perfect premiere, and no flaws can be found.

Standing directly in front, Brad looked at the dark crowd in front of him, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He turned his head to look at George, raised his chin slightly, as if he was saying proudly, "I just said, we will succeed."

George cheered his hands gracefully, and when he saw Brad's eyes, the words pouring cold water surged to his mouth - they were not young anymore, they should all know that the prosperity in front of him is only part of publicity, and the real feedback information must be read from the audience's ratings and the critics' evaluation. He is so proud now. However, George swept his eyes and saw that Brad was slamming his hands vigorously, his legs slightly apart, standing confidently and strongly, and he could feel the positive energy in his body in every move. In the end, he swallowed his words. Why did he destroy this moment? What's more, he hoped that the "Twelve Arhats" could succeed than anyone else.

So George also smiled at Brad and responded.

In the blink of an eye, the question-asking session entered, and the enthusiasm of the reporters made the atmosphere even more refreshing. "This is a question-asking session, not a meeting for fans." Conan O'Brien's teasing caused laughter at the scene. Then he gave the first opportunity to ask a question to the "San Francisco Chronicle", but interestingly, the representatives attended the event not the well-known Brian Barlow in the circle, but another reporter.

"Brad, in this work, you and Catherine have established a love line. Did you ask for it on your own initiative? Because in the previous work, only George enjoyed the treatment of a beauty." The first question was humorous and humorous, which once again caused laughter at the scene, and Brad showed a cool smile.

Michael Cartenbach, who was standing in the crowd, seemed a little excited and couldn't be too interested in the reporter's questioning session.

When the "Eleven Arhats" came out, the plot was wonderful, the characters were vivid, the rhythm was compact, the story was attractive, and the sesame-sized humor was indeed eye-catching. The carnival of the All-Star lineup presented the audience with a feast, so the success of the movie was completely expected; but tonight's "Twelve Arhats" was disappointing, the main plot seemed chaotic, and the turning structure became a mess because of the lack of reasonable ideas; too many characters wanted to be covered, so that the narrative rhythm was broken, the All-Star lineup became a burden, and the whole story became fragmented, and both the plot and the intention were completely mediocre.

To be honest, during the movie watching process, he not only got distracted frequently, but even had a little sleepiness. It was not interesting, not exciting, not exciting, and even had no orgasm. The movie was not very good. Even the personal charm of George and Brad was difficult to support the entire movie.

Michael turned his attention to the reporters. As expected, all the questions were focused on the actors, and the related topics of the movie disappeared completely - it was not that the reporters didn't want to mention them, but that there was really nothing to ask.

Most of the problems are similar, "Matt, I heard that you were too hard to shoot "Spy Shadows 2", so you took the initiative to reduce the scenes, but you didn't get consent." "Brad, while filming this work, you are still busy with another work, how do you take care of it?" "George, calling for such a huge cast, is it possible to shoot a sequel in the future?" "Catherine, as a new character, how do you get along with Julia?"...

All the questions revolve around the actors, hoping to drive the atmosphere on the scene through the interesting stories of the actors - of course, the strong cast was originally the biggest bargaining chip for the "Twelve Arhats". However, Michael turned around and looked, and the audience at the scene had begun to be distracted. Many people were bowing their heads and busy with their own affairs, and even a small number of audiences left directly by the opportunity in the bathroom.

The atmosphere at the scene was still lively, but it seemed a bit casual.

Warner Brothers handled the matters and promoted the public relations in full, and the question-asked session was full of flowers and lively. More than 200 reporters were not disappointed. Coupled with Conan's hard work, some laughter burst out from time to time, but it was like the emperor's new clothes - very gorgeous, but no one could see it.

The questioning session lasted for half an hour and finally ended. Michael looked at the stage ahead and about fifty reporters flocked to the cast lineup of the "Twelve Arhats" shining stars, but in addition, other reporters have begun to leave the stage one after another. Without any hesitation, he turned around and left the China Theater.

Standing on Hollywood Avenue, there were crowds in sight, hundreds of people venting in an instant, making the whole road crowded, but the emptiness and desolation after the noisy slowly began to spread in the air. Different expressions could be seen in sight, and fragmented sounds came from the ears.

"George and Brad are really so handsome!", "I'm so bored that I almost fell asleep", "Why do I feel like I didn't see anything after watching the movie, and I don't have any impression in my mind", "Catherine Zeta Jones is so sexy/smoking", "So many stars, but they are in a mess, and I feel like no one can see clearly", "At least I've seen so many stars", "I'd gone to the Los Angeles Theater if I had known it"...

The loss after the excitement, at a loss, and discouragement flashed and darkened in the neon lights of the night. The depressed atmosphere was like water vapor in the middle of the night, forming a mist that could not be seen or touched, but entangled everyone's ankles. The audience all dispersed in different directions, as if it weren't for the red carpet under their feet still dazzling, as if today would have been just an ordinary day.

"Michael!" A voice came from a distance. Rex-mccain, a reporter from the Variety Show, walked up quickly with his mobile phone in his hand. He and Michael attended the premiere of the "Twelve Arhats" on behalf of the Variety Show today, but the two were in different areas. "Michael, things are over. I'm going to drive over now. I'm going to go back to the office to write the manuscript. Where are you?"

"Hey, Michael." He ran by himself quickly and said hello, and it was Mark Carlo, a film critic of the "Chicago Tribune".

Michael looked at the direction of Mark's running, "Hey Mark, where are you going?"

Mark turned around and ran backwards for two steps. "Los Angeles Theatre." After saying that, Mark turned around again, ran away quickly, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Michael raised his eyebrows curiously and looked back at Rex, "How is the Los Angeles Theatre?"

Rex waved his right hand and showed the phone in his palm. "The audience still did not leave the scene." This made Michael look surprised. "I heard that 'killing people with a knife' is beyond imagination, and many people mentioned 'City of God'." Rex had contacted his colleague just now and was quite curious about the situation there.

Michael thought silently for a while, as if he had made up his mind, "I plan to go over and take a look, where are you?"

Rex shrugged, "Why not?"

When Michael and Rex arrived at the Los Angeles Theater, the audience had already begun to leave one after another, and parked their cars on the side of the road at will. The two of them took steps towards the entrance of the theater.

"God, have you ever seen Tom like this? His eyes can kill people!"

"I think Lance is the biggest surprise, it's unimaginable, it's really unimaginable."

"Yes, yes, do you still remember that scene? Max went to meet the underworld boss, God, I was almost scared of a heart attack..."

The bustling shouts were floating in the air, and several young people discussed with each other, stopped from time to time, and splashed with mouths, and the flying expressions between their eyebrows were not covered. Michael's steps couldn't help but slow down, "Oh, oh, I'm sorry." Apologies came from the front, and Michael hurriedly stopped. In fact, he was distracted just now, and his eyes followed the young people, so he forgot to look at the road, "No, no, it's my fault." Michael quickly apologized.

Standing in front of me was a middle-aged couple. The two nodded politely to apologize again, and then walked around and heard the man say, "I never thought that commercial action movies could be shot like this. Lancelot is really a genius. Have you seen his use of light and lenses?"

"I just heard the reporter interview, and Lancelot said that in fact, the relationship between the characters in the story is related to light and lens." The lady also had a hint of excitement in her elegant voice, "I think, come and see it again on the weekend, what do you think?"

"Of course! Or tomorrow night, call Alan and the others..." The man's voice gradually became farther and blurred.

"Michael!" Rex's voice came high. Michael looked back and found that he was already far behind. He walked up quickly. Then he saw Rex standing with Javier of the New York Times. Javier took the initiative to say hello, but then said goodbye, "I need to go back and write the article, otherwise it will be too late."

"Don't be so anxious. What's the movie like? You can get some breath!" Rex grabbed Javier's arm and asked quickly.

Michael saw an irrepressible happiness and excitement burst out between Javier's eyebrows, "Excellent! It's really wonderful! It's like...uh, when the 'Spy Shadows' first came out? But it's different types of excitement! Really!" Javier's steps were almost jumping, expressing his true emotions all over his body, "I won't say it anymore, I really have to rush back. It's best to write the manuscript before the midnight show ends." After that, Javier trotted while waving and greeting, disappearing into the crowd.

"I'm really anxious." Rex shook his head and sighed.
Chapter completed!