"Stallone, Stallone!"

In the plaza outside the Universal Building, there was a burst of cheers.

"It's just a project debut ceremony, with so many celebrities in attendance?" muttered one paparazzi.

"Of course. John Jr. pursed his lips and replied disdainfully, "Francis Coppola is the most popular director of the four who likes to give newcomers the opportunity to act." ”

"In the other three's works, has there ever been an actor like Al Pacino who is known for his acting skills?"

As the first to report the sudden death of Raven Phoenix, who was shot by Johnny Depp, he can be regarded as an authority figure in the paparazzi.

And Francis is also a representative of Italian-American in Hollywood, and has a good relationship with literary film directors. ”

"The first film directed by his youngest daughter, of course, there will be many people who will come to cheer on it. ”

And at this moment, Wang gradually in the background also felt this situation.

Originally, he took Caroline, Max, Chris, etc., and the situation of meeting with the actors was quite harmonious.

But soon, these actors left the women behind and went to socialize with the stars present.

Because she is Asian, Lucy Liu, who has never been able to integrate into Hollywood, came to Wang Yan's side.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity!"

And the female singer who just backstabbed Sophia, Jennifer Lopez, also seems a little lonely.

"Mr. Wang, did you really write that song?"

"Wang," then his neighbor, director Quentin, came to his side.

Wang gradually got rid of the two daughters and asked in a low voice, "Don't you don't like Hollywood?

"Come on!" the fat man shrugged, "I'm also of Italian descent, so naturally I'll come." ”

"However, as a big man who has the right to speak in the crew, why are there only these few people around you?"

"Less?" Wang gradually looked back, although Caroline pulled Max to find a celebrity to take a photo, but Lucy Liu and Lopez also added.

"Of course. Quentin smiled, "You don't know how crazy Hollywood is, as long as you have the right to speak, it doesn't matter if you're a man, a woman, or together." ”

"You're only surrounded by two women, and that's a sign of being ostracized and losing your position. He smiled and comforted: "But considering that the director is from the Coppola family, it is understandable." ”

Wang gradually looked at the people in the venue and shook his head indifferently.

Robert De Niro, Al Pacino, Joe Pesci, Martin Sicorsese, none of these people are more famous than themselves!

As for Sophia's tireless slander, then don't mind.

After all, in this matter, the role he played is not glorious, isn't it okay for others to complain?

"Alright," Quentin said with an apologetic expression, "I should socialize too." ”

The king nodded and returned to the women.

"Wang, there are so many celebrities, it's really like a dream!" Chris muttered.

Hearing this, Beyoncé and Lopez rolled their eyes.

Now it's clear that this is the League of Losers.

Everyone gets together just to keep each other warm.

Suddenly, Wang gradually heard an exclamation outside the door.

"Again, which big-name star is coming to cheer on?"

He looked at Francis, Eastwood and the others who were surrounded by everyone in confusion for a moment, and then got up and prepared to greet the guests.

"What a point this coffee position has to reach!"

Unexpectedly, it wasn't the actors who came.

The king glanced at it and sighed in his heart.

"Writers Guild, this is an iron heart to hang yourself up!"

"Mr. Joseph Heller, why are you here in person?" said Francis, flattered.

And because of the coffee position, Eastwood, who was one step behind, could only talk to Stephen King, who was pushing a wheelchair.

Second only to Oprah on the list of women's appeal, Daniel Steele, the most famous female writer in the United States, began to play to her female strengths.

"We are worried that because of his insistence on art, Wang will gradually have unpleasant places with you. ”

Her expression is basically explicit, "We're here to support fellow writers!"

The corners of Francis's mouth twitched, "The king is over there, I'll bring a few of them." ”

"Who are these people?" asked an actor in a whisper.

"The most famous contemporary writers in the United States, they have many IPs in their hands!"

Wang gradually looked at Stephen King and the others, and shook his head helplessly.

"Although the writer group is not very profit-oriented, they are really very sensitive to adaptation. ”

Their own work was adapted and they did not attend the launch ceremony. ”

"But just because I have the right to adapt, these writers who are not keen to show up have actually appeared!"

Wang gradually showed a smile like a junior, and at the same time slandered.

"But being a representative is a bit too draining!"

"King," said Joseph Heller, taking the king's hand, "is the work going well?"

"Well, that's going well!" replied Wang gradually and sincerely.

"If you fail, you won't be targeted by the writers. ”

"Because my aesthetic of the film is not as good as Hollywood!"

"Wow," Lopez and Beyoncé glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths slightly curled up as they looked at the big people who gathered around.

They tacitly squeezed away the others and grabbed Wang Yan's arm.

Wang gradually frowned, and was about to speak.

At this time, the host announced that he was going out to be interviewed by reporters.

I have to say that the public's moral requirements for actors are different from those for writers.

After asking what they thought of the film, the actors were faced with a variety of questions about privacy.

And the chaos in his private life is no less than that of Daniel Steele of the actors?

"Ms. Steele, have you started preparing for the lower part?"

The stars looked at the well-known writers and felt unfair for the first time.

Why are they scandals, and the writers are looking for inspiration!

But Wang Yan, who was in the spotlight, felt very uncomfortable.

He was hoping to fail in order to get rid of the role he did not want to play.

But this does not mean that Wang gradually wants to see a farce of "landslides and ground cracks, rivers and seas overturned, and finally a little mouse is born"!

He moved lightly, slowly hiding behind others.

Suddenly, a paparazzi pointed to the sky and shouted, "That helicopter, is it trying to fall?"

Huh?

It's just a project establishment ceremony, and you still want aerial photography around the world?

Wang gradually looked at the sky and secretly slandered himself.

Soon, the helicopter landed in the square.

"King, I've come to see you!"

Well?

Wang gradually looked at the big fat man who got off the plane, almost gritting his teeth.

"Wozniak, it's really tm that you are everywhere!"

"Haha, I also brought someone, and he wants to see you too. Wozniak walked with a smile, completely ignoring the stares of reporters and celebrities.

"It's so troublesome, I really thank you!" Wang gradually held the fat hand and said fiercely.

"It's not troublesome, it's only half an hour from Silicon Valley here. ”

"Right?" he turned to look at the middle-aged white man behind him, "Elson?"

"Hmm. The middle-aged white man smiled and nodded, and shook Wang's hand again, "Oracle, Ellison." ”

"Hey, Wang!" he whispered, "Can our arrival help you suppress those Hollywood stars?"