The afternoon sun is lazily falling, and the aroma of coffee floating in the air makes people lazy and just want to close their eyes and enjoy the wonderful afternoon.

Lance leaned gently on the back of the chair, supported his left hand on the back of the chair, and held a thin comic book in his palm, reading with relish. The cup of mellow cappuccino in front of him exuded a faint sweet fragrance. In the coffee house where white-collar workers and celebrities enjoyed the afternoon, a pussy novel that only otakus would like suddenly appeared. It seemed out of place, but Lance seemed very calm, as if he was holding "a hundred years of loneliness" in his hand.

Two white-collar women walked out of the coffee house and approached Lance with joy. They said carefully, "Lance, I'm sorry to bother you." Lance raised his head, with no special look on his face, which made people unable to understand his mood. "May I ask..." The woman who spoke was a little hesitant, but still gritted her teeth, "Can we take a photo? I really like your performance in "Borrowing a Knife and Killing".

"So too, so too." The woman next to her said excitedly.

"I don't think this is a good idea." Lance shook his head gently and refused simply, which made both women stunned. Generally speaking, public figures would not offend ordinary people at will for the sake of image projects, and would even cooperate very actively. But Lance not only refused, but also had no unnecessary explanation. After saying that, he looked down at the comic in his hand again.

Such a arrogant attitude made many people around him look at him, and he obviously disagrees with Lance's behavior.

The woman who spoke first looked a little ugly. She pulled her partner and turned around and wanted to leave. However, she didn't expect that her friend would not want to. Instead, she took a small step forward and asked tentatively, "We really didn't mean to disturb you, but it was rare to meet the actors we liked. I want to go back and show off with my friends. Our group of friends like you very much. Can you sign us? After returning, they will definitely be so jealous that their faces turn blue. At that time, at the premiere of "City of Sin", we will definitely make famous brands to support them on site."

The woman talked a lot, and Lance was originally a little bored.

Recently, he has been recognized more and more frequently, and even some signs of losing control. He was recognized in the supermarket yesterday, which caused more than 20 people to surround him. The scene was chaotic, which made Lance truly feel the feeling of "popularity". Even in the star-studded Los Angeles, people are still excited when they find stars. In the end, he finally got out of the way, but ended up in a mess, which made Lance a little annoyed - although he knew that this was the sign of success, he didn't like it, but didn't like it.

However, when he heard the last part of the words, Lance raised his gaze again and showed a light smile, "Of course it's okay, do you have a pen?" This sentence immediately made both women's faces bloom and their emotions became excited again.

Only after signing the tissue for the two women, they left with satisfaction.

Lance withdrew his gaze and focused on the comic again, but then another voice interrupted Lance's reading, "I don't know you like Green Lantern." The comic that Lance was reading in his hand was Green Lantern.

When I looked up, I saw the middle-aged man in a suit and tie in front of me. His neatly trimmed red beard was particularly conspicuous in the sun. His short red hair, which was not thick, was randomly messy in the wind. He looked a little like a performance art style... messy, even a little sloppy, and looked out of place with the neat black suit.

In 2003, the number one in Hollywood's power list was not the familiar director or actor, but a producer who once produced "Top Gun" to make Tom Cruise famous, "Jedi Men" to make Will Smith famous, "Beverly Hills Detective" to make Eddie Murphy famous, and "Pirates of the Caribbean" to make Johnny Depp's top producer, Jerry Brookheimer.

As a producer, the films created by Jerry have distinctive "Brookheimer's characteristics" and can be said to be the best interpretation of Hollywood contemporary commercial blockbusters, and also influenced commercial film production around the world.

At this moment, Jerry stood in front of Lance.

This is not the first time Lance and Jerry meets, nor is it the first time Lance and Jerry talks. As early as the late 1990s, when Diorama Pictures was just starting, Lance and Ryan and others met unexpectedly at a private cocktail party. But the two were never friends, not because of competition, but because they were not on the same level at all.

Lance did not act too surprised, nor did he acted in fear, nor did he even stood up deliberately, but put the comic down, revealing his entire face, and said with a smile, "I don't know we have shared such a profound topic." The subtext was: They are not friends.

"My fault." Jerry raised his hands, his face filled with a friendly smile. "Maybe we should share these questions next time. You know, I've always been very interested in comics, especially Transformers."

Lance raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I don't know Transformers have comics, too."

"Oh, of course, it's just a work of competitors." Jerry pointed to the Green Lantern comics in Lance's hand and said with a smile. Transformers and Marvel collaborated on a series of comics to promote the sales of toys, which can be traced back to 1984.

"It seems we are already enemies." Lance said in a pun, causing Jerry to laugh.

The two of them continued to talk, one stood and the other sat, and no one seemed to feel inappropriate. Lance did not invite Jerry to sit down, but Jerry did not express his intention to continue to talk, as if everything was taken for granted.

"Last week we met Tom, and we talked about the work of 'killing with a knife' again." Jerry bent over slightly to express his respect, while Lance raised his right hand and placed it at the end of his eyebrows, made a salute gesture, and expressed his return, "I have to say, it's really wonderful that you injected unique vitality into this work. I'm trying to find out the secret, you know, to me, it's like Pandora's box." A self-taught sentence made Lance smile politely, "But Tom

The answer seems not so reliable. He said that the atmosphere inside the crew was very harmonious, and everyone was so friendly, open and worked together. This reminded me of the rumors I heard before. Some people said that there was an acting study and discussion group in the crew of "Borrowing a Knife to Kill" where almost every actor would attend, share his ideas and skills, and even play against each other. This made the atmosphere of the entire crew immersed in it. I asked Tom for confirmation, and he gave a positive answer. So, Tom's answer sounded like it was true."

Jerry said a lot, but he kept looking at Lance inquiring, as if it was just a chat between producers.

Lance pursed his lips and pointed his chin, "So, is this my credit?"

This response made Jerry laugh again, and it can be seen that he was in a very good mood. "Of course, this is of course your credit." Jerry nodded repeatedly, "It was because of the crew's constant troubles, which eventually led to that crushing defeat, right? So, an excellent producer is so important, you can take the credit into it."

Jerry's gaze was on Lance, and his deep gaze was meaningful. It was just a pause of two seconds, but it interpreted the infinite meaning.

"'Future Water World'?" Lance's voice rose gently, as if he was a little confused, and seemed to be a little ridiculous, "I thought the reason for its failure was that the script was too weak and the theme was too advanced."

"Haha." Jerry chuckled twice, "This is of course a reason, but have you forgotten it? There were many things happening inside the crew at the beginning, and the entire production process was interrupted and broken, which was simply a disaster. Kevin almost gave up, but in the end he had to stay and clean up the mess because of the contract. As a result, we all know that Kevin has not recovered until now, which is regrettable."

Jerry seemed to be in deep thought, and his eyes fell deeply on Lance's shoulders. "Hollywood is always like this. It was caught off guard and destroyed a genius." The short words seemed to have a profound charm. Then, Jerry came back to his senses and threw inquiring eyes at Lance, as if saying, "Do you agree?"

Lance raised his head and looked at Jerry, feeling a little sore in his neck. In the sun, Jerry's eyes were a little sharp, as if it could hurt his skin. A faint smile was drawn a little bit by bit, and his condescending arrogance and contempt flashed away. It almost made people think that he was dazzled, and immediately returned to his usual politeness and kindness, "Then I won't disturb you to enjoy the time alone here. I need a cup of coffee to refresh myself now. God, the taste of migraine is really unbearable." Jerry raised his eyes and said self-deprecatingly.

Lance put away his thoughts and chuckled with a happier voice, "Of course, coffee is the antidote to all the illnesses." The flashing blue eyes were unfathomable, and the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be more relaxed and brighter than before, "I hope you recover soon."

Jerry politely took a half step back, nodded again, and then turned around and left.

Watching Jerry leave, Lance seemed to be nothing, lowered his head and began to read the comics again, and devoted himself to the comic world with great concentration. Everything was gone, and it was just a simple encounter just now. But only the two parties involved knew that they had fought for a round just now, and the blade was gone.
Chapter completed!