"Pai Pa", a gentle slap sound came from the shoulders. Lance opened his eyes, and the soft light inside the airport entered the field of view. He lowered his head and rubbed his temples with his fingertips. Percy's slightly worried voice came from his ears, "Your Italian-style concentrated. 8Ω1 Chinese Δwen. Then the rich aroma of coffee lingered under his nose. Lance took the small coffee cup, and Percy said hesitantly, "Are you sure you're okay? You look really in a bad state."

Lance picked up the coffee cup, took a deep breath of the mellow fragrance, then raised his head and poured the coffee into his stomach in one breath. In an instant, his internal organs began to turn over and the brain became clearer little by little. Lifted his head, Lance looked at Charlize Theron sitting opposite, "Are you sure you don't need to dress up?"

Charlize gently pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a smile. The lazy look casual but elegant in his every move. "If I remember correctly, you are the one who stayed for three nights in a row." A direct rebuttal made Lance laugh.

Attending the Oscars was indeed the last minute decision, and Lance was not making a fool of himself.

According to the original plan, Oscars were on the schedule, but the shooting of "Raging Road" increased too much uncertainty. After February, all work was completely stranded due to the strong winds raging for a week, resulting in the crew's shooting plan being completely disrupted. Lance is ready to miss the Oscars. Between the Oscar and the summer season, Lance unswervingly chose the latter. He always kept a clear mind and did not get lost because of the powerful momentum of the Oscars. The Little Golden Man still has the opportunity to fight for it in the future, and the cracks in the relationship with the academy will also have the opportunity to make up for it, but the failure of the summer season is unbearable.

It was not until March 1 that Lance appeared. The shooting was much smoother than expected. Only the last two scenes were left, and the "Rampant Road" could be completed. Although the shooting of these two scenes was not small and more than 300 extras were required to gather together to shoot together, Lance decided to go all out and sprint to see if he could catch up with the Oscars at the last moment.

So, on the one hand, Percy purchased the ticket for March 4 to prepare for Lance's return; but on the other hand, Chaos Film still prepared according to Lance's absence, because until the last scene was confirmed that there was no problem, any variable could appear.

In particular, Lance refused to rush to finish the film for the sake of the Oscars. If the filming was not satisfied and had to be re-shooted, whether it was filming in the Burbank studio, going to the desert in Las Vegas, or returning to Namibia to shoot, these were the results Chaos Pictures would not want to see.

Sure enough, on March 4th, Lance returned to work and put into filming. It was not until the last moment that it was officially announced that the "Rampage Road" was completed. Albert stayed to clean up the mess, and the crew took a special plane back to Los Angeles, while Lance and Charlize rushed towards the airport and launched the "attendance plan". In this case, being able to appear at the Oscars was a victory, so Lance would not care that the time to arrive in Los Angeles was so urgent, and it would not be a big deal to miss the red carpet if necessary.

However, he ran down the road, and the jet lag was disordered. Not to mention the long-distance flight, Lance couldn't stop his head. Now he had to think about the potential chain reaction after attending the Oscars, especially the situation where George Clooney stood on the podium; and how to make up for the cracks in the college's public relations on Oscar night... After 6 in Los Angeles, Lance felt that he was like he was hollowed out, and his condition was really bad.

Faced with Charlize's teasing, Lance raised his eyebrows slightly and calmly put the coffee cup on the table. "For me, this is not the first time, nor the last time. But for you, your PR team will never hope that your attitude will appear in front of the media."

Charlize laughed heartily, "I thought I had been together for four months, and you already knew that I was not the kind of delicate type." Such a generous attitude, even most male actors could not do it. "Besides, even my agent was sure that I would come back at the last moment, and I don't think the reporters would know."

Lance shrugged, "I'm not talking about journalists, but ordinary airport people... But I accept what you said." Lance turned to look at Percy, "So, where has Gowen been?"

Since Lance was determined to catch the plane at Heathrow Airport at the last moment, Cole Greed stayed in the Roosevelt Hotel at this time, and the clothing team, makeup team and styling team were all ready, so Gao Wen took the initiative to take over the task of coming to the airport to pick it up.

"He has already reached the driveway at the exit." Percy had just finished his call with Gao Wen, and then the group stood up and walked towards the exit.

"Lance? Oh, God, that's Lance! Ah! Lance!" Not far away, a voice filled with surprises sounded, screaming almost out of control, and then saw someone throwing his carry-on luggage aside and running over, "Lance, 'City of Sin' is my favorite movie, absolutely! That's so genius! I've watched that movie six times, but I still like it... By the way, there's also 'Fruit Hard Candy', the hell Jesus Christ, you're such a lunatic!"

The person who came was full of excitement, and without permission, he held Lance's right hand with great excitement and spoke endlessly, his admiration was beyond words.

"Then you won't want me to be late for the Oscars tonight." Lance interrupted the other party and said with a smile, but his tone was unquestionably decisive.

"Oh...oh!" The two exclamations from the visitor immediately expressed the change in their hearts. He quickly let go of his hands, "You want to participate in the Oscar? Wow, this is really... it is..." Before he could sigh, five or six people flocked to him, "Lance? Lance! Hey, Charlize!" Hey, shouting incessantly, and the excitement was spreading in the air. In a blink of an eye, Lance and his group were trapped in the encirclement.

There were many passengers who had just got off the plane scattered in the lengthy airport passage. The shouts of "Lance" came from the empty space. In an instant, everyone's eyes could not help but projected. Although it was not a strange thing to meet artists at Los Angeles International Airport. Sometimes you can meet many of them in a day, Lance is not a casual artist. Not only is he the most popular superstar in the past three years, but he has also continuously bombed the headlines of major media in the past six months. However, Lance has few surrounding news, and is always shrouded in a mysterious halo around him. It is not a common occurrence to meet Lance by chance. So, everyone was like bees returning to their nests, rushing towards the location where Lance was.

"Lance...Charlize...Lance...Lance...Lance!" The shouts came one after another, and the sounds were surging, so all the sounds were mixed together, and in the end they were all excited screams, "Ah! Ahhhh!" The sharp shouts and roars were endless, especially when people realized that Lance returned to the meaning of Los Angeles at this moment, the excitement was even more uncontrollable. Everyone was like adolescent girls who saw a backstreet boy or a boy, venting all their enthusiasm.

Such scenes are not often seen in Los Angeles. This is the United States, not Asia, there are not so many fanatical fans or so crazy, and Lance is not Justin Bieber or Robert Pattson. Looking at the faces in front of you who are too excited and beginning to be distorted, it really makes people feel like time travel.

The only thing that is thankful is that everyone's reason has not completely disappeared, and they have maintained a long distance from Lance; and they just surrounded Lance and his group and followed Lance and others forward, which did not lead to a dilemma of being unable to move forward. Otherwise, Percy would have been unable to cope with it without manpower.

"...I support you to win the Best Supporting Actor, George is a villain..." "...The performance is really wonderful, you..." "...I will go to the cinema next week" "...I can't believe the academy will do this..." "I support you! No matter whether you win the award or not!" "...Can you definitely win the award? I don't want to see George again..." "What is the next movie?"

The fragmented sounds scattered all over the ground in the out-of-control screams, almost impossible to piece together the complete sentences. The sharp shouts made the eardrums ached faintly.

Suddenly, a cold air came to my face, colliding directly with the hot air gathered from the crowd, forming a powerful airflow, and all goose bumps on the surface of the skin came out. Then Lance saw the reporters at the exit, swept it casually, at least double digits, and all the ordinary people around were crowded together, and the narrow door actually produced a crowded effect, which really surprised Lance.

Leaving the automatic door at the exit, I entered the slightly empty luggage collection area, and the crowd finally spread a little, but the passengers were not in a hurry to collect their luggage, but stayed in place, paying attention to the lively and prosperous times in front of me.

In the crowd, Lance saw a familiar figure at a glance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but outline. He squinted his eyes and looked up and down at Javier, who was in a mess. Before Lance could speak, Javier raised his voice and asked, "Lance, are you back in Los Angeles today to attend the Oscars?"

The attention of the crowd, and in an instant, all eyes turned to Lance, and fell on his shoulders hot and heavy. Lance raised his eyebrows slightly, and gave the answer lightly and calmly, "Yes."
Chapter completed!