"So, how do you want to reply?" Percy finally understood what Lance meant and asked curiously.

Lance threw the envelope aside, "No plan."

Percy opened his mouth, "But..." After thinking for a long time, he couldn't tell a reason. He always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, "But, the gangster adaptation film he worked with Martin just finished filming, and he wrote to you. Isn't this meaningless?"

For example, Lance's current reputation is already on par with Martin?

"So?" Lance's rebellious question left Percy speechless, but Lance had no intention of continuing to get entangled. He stood up again and walked towards the bathroom. "Collection of all the drafts in the room and take them over at the meeting tomorrow. There is no need to sort them out, just organize them." After changing a set of sportswear, Lance walked out again, "Also, remind me to call George Clooney for dinner." After that, Lance picked up the sneakers placed by the table, stepped on the drafts, walked out of the room, and then put on the sneakers and left straight.

Lance has now officially started fitness training, three hours a day.

Percy withdrew his gaze and looked at the drafts all over the room. The color of the carpet was almost invisible. He let out a long breath and bent over to pick up the invitation and envelope that Lance threw on the coffee table. Percy thought for a while, glanced at the trash can, hesitated for a moment, and finally threw it in.

Looking at the invitations and envelopes lying calmly among a pile of waste paper, Percy tapped his chin gently, showing a satisfied look, then rolled up his sleeves and began to organize.

After returning from fitness, Lance called George, sighed at the invitation letter, and discussed with George the difficulties encountered in the shooting process of "Good night, good luck", as if the two of them were very familiar friends. After hanging up the phone, Lance returned to work again, saying nothing all night.

The next day, Percy came to Columbia University's campus in Lower Town early. In the early morning sun, he could already feel the bleakness of late autumn, but the students passing by were full of vitality and filled the air in the campus. Percy held the materials he had sorted out yesterday in his hands and walked quickly towards the stage play rehearsal room of the Graduate School of Arts and Sciences. In a trance, he had the illusion of studying here.

Percy was a little puzzled about how Lance contacted here, and actually rented the rehearsal room in the university as a place for their meetings and discussions. But it is undeniable that the concealment is indeed excellent. Even if the paparazzi stared at Lance's every move, they could not see through Lance's small movements on the university campus. As long as they deceived Warner Bros. and Sony Pictures in a short time, this would be their victory.

Pushing open the rehearsal room, Percy found that there were people who arrived earlier than him. There were already seven or eight people sitting in the room. Everyone looked at each other in a quiet state. In the cool mist in the early morning, there was a sense of tranquility, like a small woods flowing quietly by the clear stream.

"Good morning." Percy didn't have too many expressions on his face. He gently closed his jaw and greeted him, "I am Percy Brandley, Lance's assistant." Before Percy finished speaking, a familiar figure stepped over and tried his best to wink Percy, indicating that he would go outside to communicate.

Percy looked at the draft in his arms, then at the strange face in front of him, but he still couldn't trust them, so he followed the man out of the rehearsal room with the draft. He pushed open the door again, and the cold autumn wind blew in his face, "Percy, what's going on?" Jennifer Jonathan couldn't wait to ask.

Jennifer is one of the crew members of the "City of God" and participated in the shooting of five current works of Lance as an art director. "I am on vacation in Florence. You called me back on a phone call and told me not to tell others about my whereabouts easily, or even to take the initiative to go to the hotel to find Lance. God? What are we doing? Are we shooting "Spy Shadows 3"?"

Percy opened his mouth and was about to explain, but then he saw Edgar Snow not far away, walking towards the place sneakily. He looked around, his steps were panicked and messy, and his appearance was almost like telling others, "I have a ghost in my heart, come and see me." This made Percy speechless.

After Ed accelerated to get closer, he also lowered his voice and said, "Percy, Percy, what's going on?"

Jennifer put his right hand on his hip and complained, "Hey, guys, there's a spy here." Edgar looked around in a panic, "Percy asked me to hide my whereabouts and be careful not to be photographed by paparazzi? What the hell is going? I drove all night from Miami, and now I'm so sleepy that I can't open my eyes."

"Lance is secretly preparing a big project. None of the people who want to stop it now are rookies. We need to keep a low profile." Percy said just in the simplest words. Since Lance sent the script "I am a legend" to Warner Bros., Los Angeles has been in the tranquility before the storm. It seems that everyone is unwilling to act rashly. Obviously, Warner Bros. is evaluating, and Sony Pictures is worried about being alarmed. They must keep a low profile before a new storm comes.

"What a big project?" After the completion of the "Fruit Hard Candy", Jennifer has been on vacation and obviously has no full understanding of the situation in the United States.

Percy just replied, "Large enough." Then he pushed Jennifer and Edgar back into the rehearsal room.

Percy handed all the information in his hand to Jennifer and Edgar. The two of them hid in the corner and began to read it. He began to ask about personal information one by one on the spot, and then checked with the information he had, confirming that the person coming was the original, and not be mixed up by Warner Bros., Sony Pictures or paparazzi.

Be careful of sailing for a thousand years, Percy knew clearly that those people were willing to do whatever they wanted to achieve their goals.

One after another, Newton Siegel, Hayden Hunter, Jeremy Reed and others arrived at the scene one after another, but Albert Allen stayed in Los Angeles because he needed to confuse his vision. In a blink of an eye, the entire rehearsal room was packed, and even George Miller had appeared, but Lance still disappeared.

At this time, Jennifer had a rough understanding of what happened in the United States recently, and then looked at the crowds in front of him, and couldn't help but show a gloating expression, "It seems that we are going to dance on the wire rope this time. If we don't play, we will have to do it once. Lance is indeed different."

"Although I think this idea is a bit blind, I feel that Warner Brothers are going to fall apart this time." Newton, who was standing next to him, responded seriously. It seemed that the film had not started filming yet, and he didn't even know the specific content of the project, but he already had the belief in victory.

Edgar shook his head, "I don't think those film companies can make things difficult for Lance, but..." Edgar raised his chin, "What's going on with these people? Are we going to film the second "day acquired"?"

"I don't think so." Newton shook his head seriously and expressed his denial.

Jennifer nodded and pointed at Newton, agreeing with his point of view, "Even when the 'Sin City' needs computer special effects to work together, Lance did not find so many people to come. So, I bet that the scale is probably even larger than the 'day acquired'. We are going to really play skydiving this time!"

Edgar's face began to turn pale, while Newton touched his chin excitedly, "I guess he is not very satisfied with the scale of 'Fruit Hard Candy', I must agree."

On the other hand, Hayden and George were both in deep thought as they looked at the draft in their hands. Unintentionally, the two raised their heads and exchanged glances, and then they discovered the surprise, doubt, excitement, and mixed emotions in each other's eyes were so similar. At the same time, they spoke-

"So, how should these pictures be presented? Should we stand in front of the green screen again to shoot?"

"It seems that Lance has completed his conception. The photographer's task this time will be very difficult. I wonder how he will complete it?"

Then the two of them paused, and finally Hayden spoke first, "What? Do you think Lance will want to shoot on the spot this time?"

"Otherwise, why would he draw so many manuscripts? And he also found so many painters?" George looked up at the 25 painters who were uneasy but full of expectations. Such a huge lineup of painters was enough, even if it was enough to create a series of comics, Lance was just to draw a storyboard for a movie, and his writing was far beyond imagination.

But Hayden tilted his head and showed a questioning look. "The problem is that many pictures in the manuscript of Lance are almost impossible to achieve, and this was the case when the 'City of Sin' was...'

"It's completely impossible, or is it almost impossible?" George's rebellious question stunned Hayden, and he was actually in a state of deep thought.

Before the protagonist appeared, the atmosphere on the scene began to become hot, reminiscent of the history presented in the movie "Trunker". The Hollywood screenwriters who secretly held meetings to avoid McCarthy's search and oppression. Of course, "Good night, good luck" also tells similar stories under the background of the same era, but only replaced Hollywood screenwriters with journalists.

Percy looked at the watch and Lance was ten minutes late than originally planned. He inexplicably had an illusion that it seemed that it was not Lance who pushed the door in the next second, but George Clooney... Although he didn't know how this idea came about, once it grew, it began to grow slowly and could hardly be extinguished.

"Bang", the door was suddenly pushed open, Percy was startled and subconsciously wanted to turn around and let everyone hide the manuscript, as if it was a real secret meeting, but then Percy saw Lance who appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!