Javier quietly looked at the man in front of him, much younger than he had imagined and much more charming than he had imagined.

He is a social journalist and has a very limited understanding of entertainment. In his impression, the directors are all middle-aged in their forties and fifties. They have a big beard with a scumbag, messy hair, simple and casual clothes, and exudes the aura of an artist all over their body. Then they have a strange temper and are furious when they move on the set. However, the man in front of them is not.

A simple linen shirt hung on her body casually, but she could vaguely see her sturdy figure looming in the golden sunshine, and even the slowly falling sweat beads were clearly visible; the black medium and short hair was not deliberately taken care of, and a few strands of hair hanging down on her forehead, adding a touch of softness to the heroic eyebrows; the eyebrows and eyes suddenly raised up, listening attentively to what the people around her were reporting. The deep and clear blue eyes glanced at a stunning glance, as if stunning time, and the whole time and space were still.

This man completely subverted Javier's impression of directors and even overturned his impression of actors. In Javier's impression, the director was Steven Spielberg, George Lucas, and the actors were Harrison Ford, Tom Hanks.

Albert walked forward and whispered a few words in the man's ear. The man raised his head, nodded and greeted Javier and Martin, and then continued to turn around and discuss with the people next to him. Albert walked over quickly and explained politely, "Lance is busy filming now. This scene was interrupted halfway through the shooting the day before yesterday. I hope you can understand. Please wait by the side first."

Javier waved his hand politely, "It's okay, we came here without making an appointment to disturb the normal work of the crew. This is our misconduct." After a few simple greetings, Albert also turned around and went to work hard. Javier and Martin were watching the crew filming.

Javier only noticed that there were only eight staff members in the entire crew, and almost everyone was busy in order to prepare for the filming. As a director, Lance shouldered the heavy responsibility and didn't even have time to light a cigarette.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and the work had just come to an end. The young actors who had just started filming stood by the street, and then Albert ran to the street next to him and led the vast crowd over. There were at least 300 people. At the same time, other staff members brought all the props onto the bus, as if they were about to move the shooting location.

In an instant, the entire crew became noisy, like a tribe preparing to migrate.

Lance finished explaining the matter and quickly came over. With a warm smile on his face, he could hear his apology smile from afar. He didn't even need to say anything, which was enough to clearly express his sincere emotions. "I'm really sorry, because of my personal relationship, my work has been delayed. I hope you don't fall asleep here."

Javier couldn't help laughing, "It's a rare opportunity to watch the birth of movie art on the crew." A polite remark made the atmosphere harmonious, "Good afternoon, sir, I'm Javier Urial, a reporter for the New York Times; this is..."

"Mr. Martin Artur." Lance stretched out his right hand, took Javier's introduction, and shook Martin, "I hope I remember correctly." This made Martin laugh out loud, "Lancelot-Stralo, I'm very happy to know you."

Javier looked at the migrating crew and was a little curious. He just needed a little polite words to make a transition, so he was about to ask a question, but he didn't expect Lance to take the initiative, "The crew is now preparing to move to the next shooting site, not far from here. If you don't mind, we can talk while walking." The subtext is that after arriving at the shooting site, he will be working again.

Martin turned to look at Javier. When facing the crew, he thought Javier was more affinity. Javier knew very little about the crew work. He obviously did not expect the interview time to be so short, but when he thought about it, the days ahead were still long, so he nodded, "Of course, of course."

Lance made an invitation gesture and led the way forward. Javier and Martin quickly followed, "So, I think you are here not to report the work I am filming, right?" Lance was still the one who took the initiative. His words made Martin stunned. Javier was about to deny it, but Lance chuckled and shook his head, as if he didn't mind it. "About the emergencies that day, our entire crew was also very unprepared, but if there was anything that could help, you can just say it."

Javier obviously wasn't ready enough and didn't answer for a while. In the end, Martin took the initiative to speak, "What happened that day? Why did Stealing Jiman/Nu/R encircle the entire crew? Why did he kidnap you again?"

"Kidnapping? Haha, no, no, it's not like this." Lance shook his head repeatedly, with an absurd and unruly smile on his face. "Although he did use tough means to force me to submit, I won't call it kidnapping." Lance curled his smile a little, lowered his eyes, as if he was organizing language. The clearness under the thick eyelashes was rippling with a hint of bitterness, and was immediately replaced by firmness.

Javier noticed this detail.

"This is the thing. Mann/Nu/R is not satisfied with our shooting here. On the one hand, we affected the lives of local residents, and on the other hand, because the description of the slums in our script is too cruel and bloody. He is worried that it will have a negative impact on the teenagers. So, he hopes to be able to talk to me face to face. We had a formal conversation, and he was convinced by me and agreed to continue shooting here."

Lance used as concise and straightforward words as possible to describe the process in a simple way, without even mentioning any stimulating or negative words, and everything was so light. This surprised both Javier and Martin - the style of painting was completely wrong!

"So, you mean, Stealing Chicken Man/Nu/R did not threaten the crew, nor did he coerce you?" Martin was so surprised that his voice was a little out of control.

Lance shrugged with a chuckling, "I can only say that different people choose different ways. Just like you, conversation is definitely the main means of communication, while I, the lens is the means of expressing thoughts." Lance did not affirm or deny it, but the subtext was meaningful.

"You were not injured, and the stolen chicken man/Nu/or did not shoot?" Martin was still a little disbelief and couldn't help asking again. But Javier thought of the bitterness that flashed in Lance's eyes just now, and fell silent thoughtfully.

Lance shook his head again, and patted his arms by the way, saying that he was not injured, which made Martin clearly show a disappointment, and even Javier seemed a little overjoyed. It was indeed disappointing that a sensational national incident was actually brought by Lance in such an understatement.

Before planning all this, Lance knew that things must be done in time and must not be fired.

Because Lance knew clearly that if things really got big, some people were injured, and even some people died, it would become a major event that caused a sensation in Brazil, or even an international event between Brazil and the United States, then it would be overwhelming, and everyone's focus would shift to bloodshed or a conflict of force, but no one would remember what the beginning of the conflict was. This was completely contrary to Lance's original purpose.

What Lance needs is to use force to fight, and through Ryan's plan, people will notice the work "City of God" for the first time.

"City of God" is a work that is destined to be paid attention to. First, it is a foreign language work of Brazilian descent, secondly, it is a work about "another world", again, it is a small-cost work with only three million US dollars, and finally it is a work with infinite publicity costs approaching zero.

In other words, unless something unexpected happens, it is an impossible task to make people pay attention to the "City of God". Now, facing Ryan's insult, Lance uses his tricks and creates an unexpected event, which makes people pay attention to the "City of God" for the first time.

However, the focus can only be limited to the "City of God". If the incident is too small, the United States will not care about it at all. If the incident is too large, the focus will be easily blurred. It will be just right, and this is the core. However, this is not an easy thing. To be precise, it is a very difficult thing. Martin and Javier in front of you are crucial - to be precise, the media play an important role, and what Lance needs to do is to use the media correctly and cleverly!

"But they held heavy weapons and directly confronted all the media reporters, and were still laughing arrogantly. Isn't this provoking us?" Martin was still a little unwilling to accept it. He even forgot Javier and spoke directly. Because if Lance said this, his silence in front of the editor-in-chief today would become empty talk, and he could hardly imagine what the consequences would be.

Lance seemed to have not noticed Martin's unwillingness, "This is the fact, I don't deny it." Lance's words lit up Martin and Javier's eyes. "But at the same time, I must also say that people know too little about slums. We always stand across the river to watch this area, and simply and roughly believe that the people here are all without cultural literacy, dangerous elements, and potential suspects... This is obviously wrong. This is also the reason why I filmed this movie."

"Movie?" Martin said in surprise, but then he realized that he was rude - he didn't remember the movie at all. Javier, who was standing next to him, took the initiative to stand up to cover up his temporary partner, "So, how did you think of making this movie at first?"
Chapter completed!