Tucker-Turey walked out of the elevator with a whistle and walked towards the office with light steps. He saw the receptionist at the front desk and showed a suave smile. "Sweetheart, you are so beautiful today. Are you interested in having dinner with me at night?"

"Mr. Toure, you are already late. Mr. Cavalug and Mr. Berkeley have arrived at the company." The receptionist answered the question irrelevantly, but there was no panic expression on his face. Obviously, he had been used to Tucker's behavior for a long time.

Tucker didn't mind either, covering his chest and said playfully, "Your rejection has broken my heart." After getting a roll of his eyes, Tucker turned around and continued to move forward. He joked with the staff all the way, and by the time he entered the office, it was already twenty minutes later.

Picking up the coffee prepared on the table, Tucker took a big sip, then took off his coat and began to flip through the stack of newspapers at the corner of the table. However, before he could sit down, his shocked glance made Tucker stand up suddenly, and the coffee almost spilled onto the table. But he didn't mind taking these details and pulled out the newspaper he had just caught inadvertently. He was originally praying that he was dazzled, but when he saw the picture in the newspaper, Tucker felt his head suddenly numb, like ten thousand ants rolling on his head.

Tucker held the newspaper tightly and walked out of the office quickly. With his right hand gritted his teeth, the room door slammed hard, smashing the wall hard. The entire door panel was thrust in pain, causing everyone in the office to look up, and then he saw Tucker sweeping towards Ryan's office like a tornado.

Everyone looked at each other - what's wrong? It was sunny a minute ago, but it was broken after one minute.

Ryan sat at his desk, thinking about the distribution plan of "Lost Tokyo". He will need to have a meeting with Focus Pictures next week, so he must come up with an effective plan. Suddenly, a loud bang and a wave of air came over him, giving him the illusion that someone broke into the door. He raised his head and saw Tucker with an ugly face.

Tucker smashed a newspaper on Ryan's desk with force, causing the whole table to tremble slightly. Ryan carefully looked at Tucker's slightly green face and chuckled, "What's wrong? You look like Shrek now."

Looking at Ryan's calm expression, Tucker patted the newspaper on the desktop, trying to explain it, but found that there was no way to start. In the end, he could only say, "Look, look!"

"Calm down, calm down, everyone in the company is watching you, you must calm down." Ryan frowned slightly, obviously quite dissatisfied with Tucker's panic, but no matter how he said that, he still looked down at the newspaper.

This is a "San Francisco Chronicle". This newspaper cannot rank among the top ten in the country and can only be regarded as the top twenty at most. However, on the West Coast, this is the only newspaper that can compete with the "Los Angeles Times", and its influence can rank among the top three on the West Coast.

The date is today, September 13th.

The front page headline is a special topic for the first anniversary of the "September 11 Incident". In addition, there are three news on the front page, the first one is information about the midterm elections... These news is really normal, with almost no surprises. Ryan raised his head and glanced at Tucker, full of confusion. Tucker pointed to the bottom. Ryan looked down in confusion, and then saw a text news:

"The American crew of 'City of God' is threatened by gangsters in Rio de Janeiro! - For details, please see the 24th edition"

Ryan felt that the temperature of all the blood in his body faded in an instant, and his limbs became cold in a blink of an eye. His head couldn't even spin around. He just subconsciously turned the newspaper to the twenty-fourth page, and then saw a magnificent picture.

It was a vast yellow playground, which was very easy to make people feel that this was a desert. A large number of black actors gathered around, two floor-to-ground cameras and a boom camera were particularly conspicuous among the crowd, and everyone focused their eyes on the figure in the center - the man was wearing a gray shirt, a headphone around his neck, and his hands were gesturing the structure of the shooting scene. The quiet eyebrows were betting on unparalleled concentration, but even the overwhelming yellow sand could not block the glory.

It's Lancelot-Stralo!

Ryan's breathing stopped in an instant. He quickly read the report, which was far longer than he had imagined, and he could even catch up with the special report.

It was mentioned in the report that the crew of "City of God" made a special trip to Rio de Janeiro for on-site shooting, with the purpose of presenting a real slum and allowing people to see the real life hidden behind that prejudice. The whole report is a detailed introduction to "City of God", from the creative idea to the core of thought, and then to the shooting details, it is presented to readers in all aspects.

At the end of the report, it was even mentioned that a reporter is now stationed in the crew and updated the shooting diary of "City of God" in real time in the form of a blog. This emerging way of reporting has been enthusiastically sought after by the younger generation.

"Blog?" Ryan's mind was full of question marks. Of course he knew what this was.

Last year's September 11 incident, the first blog to provide live pictures was a blog from New York. Since then, people have also realized the power of the Internet, and blogs have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. However, everything will be reversed. As the number of blogs has increased rapidly, there are only a handful of effective information in it. Therefore, the power of blogs as a news source is being weakened, and more importantly, it is the strong rise of its power as a leader of public opinion.

However, there is no half cent relationship between the blog and the entertainment industry!

"How is this possible? How could this happen?" Tucker paved anxiously in the office.

The abilities that Lance has shown are film production, and he has been his weaknesses in publicity, distribution, management, etc., let alone company management. Originally, they thought that even if Lance was invested in the shooting of "City of God", it would disappear for a long time, and it would be difficult for independent films to win the attention of the media. They only need to push them gently behind the scenes, and "City of God" will be submerged in countless independent films. The film can only be placed in the storage room to accumulate dust, and may even not be able to be successfully completed.

But now, not only is Calvin's destruction plan going bankrupt, but the movie has also attracted the attention of mainstream American media!

Ryan forced himself to calm down. Looking at Tucker walking around in front of him, he felt a little dizzy. "Stop! Now there is only one San Francisco Chronicle, and no other mainstream media pay attention, right?" Tucker thought for a while, and finally shook his head, "That's right, an independent movie can't make any noise, so we should not be confused!"

Hearing this sentence, Tucker gradually calmed down, recalled it carefully, and nodded, "Unless Lance has the courage to directly get a bomb incident, no one will pay attention to them." After saying that, Tucker felt a little more relaxed, "No, even if he really has the courage, people's attention will shift to the terrorist attack, not his junk movie."

This is a fact, not a derogatory one.

A non-English independent work that does not have a big investment, no outstanding cast, no strong backstage, or even no filming in the United States, is an impossible task to attract the attention of the American media. There are no more than 1,000 similar films every year. Even if they appear on the stage of the Sundance Film Festival, most of these independent films are still ignored.

Ryan didn't take it lightly, "Even so, Lance succeeded in occupying a place here." Ryan waved the "San Francisco Chronicle" in his hand. The more he understood the difficulties of things, the more shocked it became. Ryan could hardly imagine how Lance did this, "Blog! What's going on with this blog?"

Ryan suddenly realized this. Tucker took the newspaper, searched it on it, found the relevant information smoothly, then quickly tossed on the computer, and then opened the blog.

The minimalist blog style has almost no unnecessary decoration, and the title bar just reads "Javier-Ulil's blog, 'New York Times' correspondent in Brazil".

"New York Times", this made Tucker and Ryan stunned. Click on the latest blog, which was a diary - the title was, "September 11, the present after the first anniversary."

"When I arrived at the crew, Lance had just finished filming a scene and he was communicating with the young actors, and seemed to be a little unsatisfied with the performance just now. Before I could find a seat to sit down, Albert suddenly shouted, "Transfer!Transfer!" Everyone was immediately busy, and I was no exception.

I skillfully carried the body photography equipment on my body, then helped me put away the light block next to me, ran quickly to the truck on the side of the street, threw the things up, and then went back and helped Hayden dismantle the photography equipment, and then moved the things onto the truck. I ran back and forth three times over and over again.

In just six minutes, the entire crew members got on the truck and quickly moved the shooting site.

This is not the first time I have experienced such a situation. In the past month, almost every other day or two, we have to experience it.

Filming in the City of God is a very dangerous task. There are many small forces gathered around them. They have no organization or discipline, and they cannot negotiate. From time to time, they will go to the crew to harass the crew, from stealing to robbing, and then to preventing the crew from filming. In a situation where they are forced, the crew must now change the shooting venues randomly every day, and under the full alert of the police/political authorities, this ensures the safety of the entire crew at present.

This reminds me of today a year ago, when the turbulent New York was caught in a huge tragedy, and around us, similar tragedies are happening continuously in ways that are invisible to the naked eye…”
Chapter completed!