Lance looked at Edward in front of him with no worries, no worries, no cover, and a calm and sincere look, which was extremely unfamiliar to Lance. Tianlai Novel | 2 Subconsciously, Lance wanted to activate the defense mechanism and push away the weight suppressed on his shoulders, but Emma's figure in the sand flashed through his mind. Everything about tonight was still vivid in his mind. He let out a breath quietly, put his left hand behind him, clenched into a fist, and finally, the alienated and cold words did not blurt out.

"After entering the crew, you have no chance to regret it." Lance said with a smile.

Edward shrugged, with a look of sacrifice for justice, "I know, even Tom Cruise is defeated, I don't think I am stronger than him." Seeing Lance's slightly flashing blue eyes, Edward put away his joking expression and said seriously, "I must admit that I have been eager to work with you for a long time. I must check in person how many rumors in the outside world are true, and, are you really a genius? Are the contents we talked about before are all routines? So, believe me, I will never miss this opportunity, even if you cut off my hands." Edward also raised his hands and showed his wrists.

A chuckle overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Lance nodded, "Welcome to the 'Invincible Hulk' crew."

Edward stretched out his right hand, and Lance looked at Edward inexplicably, casting a puzzled look, "I really want to make sure it up in black and white, but this is obviously not practical, so at least I can get a verbal approval and a handshake stamp."

"Be careful, you are challenging my authority now." Lance restrained his smile and said seriously, meaning that Edward was too strong and always tried to take the initiative. But Lance still stretched out his right hand.

Edward held Lance's right hand, "Don't worry, I will record it in the form of notes, and I will never make any more mistakes in the future."

Lance originally thought that cooperation with Edward would be the most difficult part of the "Invincible Hulk". Although the two are friends, many times, the collision of friendship and business often makes things more complicated, but the smooth progress of things is far beyond Lance's imagination.

Unlike "Iron Man", Lance has a clear idea of ​​the cast of "Invincible Hulk".

Lance knew that as long as he made a splash, there were definitely many actors who wanted to play the "Invincible Hulk" - just like "Iron Man", but the biggest disadvantage of this is that the intrigues of major brokerage companies often require weighing interests. With Lance's current reputation, he can ignore these interests and select actors according to his own wishes, but Lance is also the helmsman of Chaos Film. He must consider the company. Other works will inevitably need to cooperate with five major brokerage companies, and it is impossible for Lance to be in charge of each work. Therefore, these interests are inevitable, which will inevitably make the choice of "Invincible Hulk" actors complicated.

To put it another way, Lance is no longer Wu Xia Amon. He can create a golden lineup based on his own ideas, or match the most suitable cast, and there is no need to find a needle in a haystack. Therefore, skipping the agent link, directly finding his own actors, and forming the "Invincible Hulk" cast lineup is undoubtedly the most suitable one.

Now, Edward was successfully won by Lance, and the core actor of "Invincible Hulk" was finalized.

Edward returned to the party, and according to him, "I want to observe the ants around me, busy with a useless result." Lance stayed alone, and he needed some breathing space.

Late at night, standing by the sea, listening to the roar of the waves and the whistling of the sea breeze, the feeling of gradually calming down makes people intoxicated. Lance had once wondered why Hollywood was a hard-hit area of ​​alcohol, violence and drugs, even more serious than slums. Once upon a time, Lance thought it was because these people had money and had no place to spend it, just for pleasure or adventure, but now he realized that his previous thoughts were still too naive and simple.

Of course, it is undeniable that the lives of the rich are always too dull and too boring. They need some stimulation to play time. But Hollywood is different. The huge pressure of living under the spotlight, and every detail of private life is put under the microscope to study. Especially the existence of social networks in the Internet era makes negative comments become extremely real, and they are put in the spotlight. Everyone is wandering on the verge of collapse. They need to vent, they need to forget, and they need to breathe. Naturally, alcohol, violence and drugs become the best partners.

Lance was unwilling to be a slave to these addictions, and his three lives still allowed him to understand the true meaning of many life. Therefore, he needed such moments, such as such a quiet moment, as if he was the only one in the world, flying freely.

Taking a deep breath, the bitter air in the middle of the night relieved the depression in the chest a lot, and the chaotic thoughts in my mind finally calmed down. Only then did Lance return to the party, and the work tonight was still not completed.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the party really reached its climax. The loud music and unpredictable lights in the courtyard even made the raging sea breeze dim, and the sight was full of faces that were trapped in carnival, waving the essence of the party to the fullest.

However, as soon as Lance appeared, many of his attention immediately changed. Obviously, everyone was searching for Lance's figure all the time. Just a gap, Gwyneth Paltrow stood in front of Lance.

"Lance." Gwyneth held a glass of red wine in her hand, her cheeks were slightly red. It can be seen that she had drunk a lot tonight, and she was a little abnormal. Although Gwyneth is a little self-centered princess, she pays great attention to her personal image - even a little too much, and has a tendency to obsessive-compulsive disorder. But today, she allows herself to be anesthetized by alcohol. This is not the right way to maintain her image. Although there are no paparazzi tonight, the top people in the circle are there.

Once you open your mouth, Lance can smell the rich smell of alcohol. "Gwen." Lance's perfect gentlemanly etiquette has no effect. It is not difficult to deal with such emergencies.

"As the master tonight, you never showed up. Isn't this too rude?" Gwyneth raised the corners of her eyes lightly, revealing a hint of charm.

Lance chuckled, "For the party, the host is not the most important thing, alcohol and music are, aren't it?" The words of advance and retreat are still impeccable. "Tonight's party should be good. You seem to have had a pleasant time. Now is the most lively moment. I hope you continue to enjoy it." After that, Lance was ready to bypass Gwyneth.

But Gwyneth stepped in front of Lance, "Liar." She stared at Lance with serious eyes, then turned into a smile, and bloomed wide. "Are you leaving again? Are you hiding from me?" An inexplicable smile came to my heart. He had almost forgotten the character Gwyneth. She had no intersection with his life. At this moment, I felt a sense of joy when I heard Gwyneth's words, "If not, why do you always refuse to talk to me? At the Oscars, in the red carpet, in public and private occasions, you are always unwilling to talk to me? Do you still hate me? Do you know how much pressure I was under? I don't want to do this, I...I..."

The words of apology were circling around the tip of his tongue, but it was not Gwyneth's strength after all, so he didn't say it.

Lance was too lazy to even explain. Gwyneth was not his problem, nor would it become his problem. They were strangers. On any occasion, he would not pay attention to strangers, and there was no need to talk or explain. So, he didn't think he needed to clarify the misunderstanding. Everyone had the freedom to fantasy, right? Lance lowered his head and pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, "I think you need to pay attention to your image. After all, there are still many guests tonight." Lance whispered, then took another step and prepared to leave.

"You hate me, you are still hating me." Gwyneth directly grabbed Lance's right hand, but unexpectedly, Lance avoided it quickly. Gwyneth pounced on a blank, but Lance's footsteps were still stopped. "So, are you still unwilling to cooperate with me? The role of Little Pepper in 'Iron Man' is completely tailor-made for me, but you have never considered me!"

Lance raised his eyebrows slightly. To be honest, Gwyneth is indeed very suitable for the role of Little Pepper. Before that, Lance considered letting Cate Blanchett play in a friendly role, but then things changed drastically. He took over "Invincible Hulk" and Jon Favreau took over "Iron Man". Kate's friendly role was naturally incomplete. Now, Jon is still considering the role of Tony Stark, but unexpectedly, Jon is more willing to play Little Pepper with Rachel McAdams, so Gwyneth is indeed not in their sight.

Unexpectedly, Gwyneth took the initiative to come to the door. Who is her agent? Lance couldn't awaken her memory for a while.

"So...so, are you waiting for her to play?" Gwyneth did not get Lance's reply, and continued to say that because she was drunk, her mood fluctuated very clearly and her voice was a little out of control, which made a small circle of people around her look. Lance looked in the direction of Gwyneth's finger, and then saw Jessica Alba standing in the crowd.

With a clever smile, Jessica Alba, the invincible youth.
Chapter completed!