He's stopped!

He was actually stopped!

He was actually intercepted by the security guards like a nobody, a fanatical movie fan, and an ordinary passerby! This is absolutely a great shame!

Chris Wu's mind was surging with anger and violence, and his first reaction was to smash his fist into the face of the security officer in front of him, only in this way could he save his shattered self-esteem and pride, and at one point, the surging shame even made him lose his mind, and he forgot his original goal at all, and his mind was full of the urge to blow up the face in front of him, and the raging anger almost swallowed him: how could he not know him!

How can it!

He wants to make a big fuss like this, and let this guy in front of him know how stupid, terrible, and terrible mistake he has made, and actually intercepted the top superstar outside, and he is definitely dead! He is absolutely dead! He will let him live worse than death, just lose his job, and then completely disappear in this industry! This shame, he will pay it back tenfold and hundredfold! More importantly, he will beat him up and torture him mentally again! Let him regret today's actions! He will never, never, ever give up!

The urge to rage was surging in his mind, but what shred of sanity remained kept Chris Wu's clenched fists from waving, and even though he had completely forgotten his mission, he still hadn't forgotten that this was the premiere scene — and if he was waving his fist now, things would be out of control.

Wait, or should he just throw his fist?

It takes a punch to create chaos, then to attract a target, then to create news, and then to match, isn't it...... Isn't that so?

Is he going to throw a punch?

Should he throw punches?

Between the lightning and flint, countless thoughts surged up one after another, and continued to boil in my mind.

Airplanes!

Then there was only a roar left in his head, and there were no other thoughts, and at this moment, the peripheral vision caught Lan Li's gaze turning his head, which made Chris Wu subconsciously start to ask for help-like hugging the survival driftwood, waving his hands vigorously to try to attract Lan Li's attention, as long as Lan Li recognized him, then he could move forward, then he would punish the ignorant security guard!

The consciousness of asking for help exceeded the urge to swing the fist, and Chris Wu still didn't completely lose control after all, he began to get excited, and couldn't help but jump, waving vigorously at Lan Li, imagining that he could humiliate the security guard's happiness and make the corners of his mouth rise.

However, Lan Li did not respond and just walked away...... Let's go......

The smile stayed at the corner of his mouth, and his movements stiffened in place, Chris Wu still maintained the posture of raising his hands high, motionless, like a child who was playing the game of "One, Two, Three Wooden Man" when he was a child, and watched Lan Li's gradual steps with a face full of astonishment and surprise.

This...... What's going on?

Although Lan Li said twice before and after that he did not know Chris Wu, Chris Wu thought that at least in public, Lan Li would maintain some politeness - after all, as a hereditary nobleman, etiquette and posture are the most important parts, isn't it?

Chris Wu only knows one thing and doesn't know the other: for hereditary nobles, what is more avoided than disrespectful is the fear of tarnishing their own etiquette.

Although it is cruel to say this, the reality is that in the face of servants and subordinates, in the face of drunkards and vagabonds, and most importantly, in the face of the rude people themselves, the hereditary nobles always choose to keep their distance, and protect themselves, when they need to establish their own majesty, they are the most cold-blooded group, because nothing is as important as the "noble reputation", even Lan Li himself is a waste chess abandoned by the nobles-

Not only George and Elizabeth, but over the years, the attitude of the London aristocracy towards the Blue Rite is the best proof of this. If it weren't for Lan Li breaking out of the world, Lord Oxford's banquet might have been even uglier, more despicable and more cold-blooded, and even Lan Li had been treated like this, let alone a mere Chris Wu?

Indeed, the aristocracy attached the most importance to etiquette, and it was precisely because of this that they could act more ruthlessly than anyone else for the sake of etiquette.

And Lan Li is an outlier among the hereditary aristocracy, he is not for etiquette, but for his own insistence, he will never compromise with anyone, even if the ending is all the jade and the same end, he will not hesitate to do so, just like he rejected "Thor" - what he needs is the dream of acting, not the dream of fame or the dream of wealth, even if it is on Broadway, Even if he rolls in a B-movie movie, he doesn't mind, as long as he can really enjoy the process of acting, because this part of his life was originally stolen, why should he be afraid, isn't it?

Therefore, the blue rite can be more brutal than the hereditary nobility. Matthew Dunlop once said, "They're afraid of you".

For those laymen who only know the fur, like Chris Wu, they will never really understand what Lan Li is doing.

At this moment, Chris Wu felt this personally, watching Lan Li's back walk away, he raised his hands high like an idiot, his movements were completely frozen, and he stood in place stupidly, without even touching or speaking, a look could make him sore all over his body.

Has anyone ever said that Lan Li is the devil?

Chris Wu is convinced now.

What's even more terrifying is that just now in the face of the security personnel, he wanted to break out, wanted to crush and want to resist, but now in the face of Lan Li, he couldn't breed any thoughts of resistance, just stared at Lan Li's back in a daze, tall and straight, slender and well-proportioned, and the elegance of his gestures was perfect.

Then, Chris Wu was exposed, exposed to the eyes of all the reporters in the audience.

When Lan Li turned to leave, the reporters and fans finally came back to their senses, and their attention turned to them, which noticed Chris Wu's tall figure and antics movements, silent and confused, looking Chris Wu up and down, which made him feel as if he had been stripped naked and stood in front of the public.

Slowly, Chris Wu finally came back to his senses in the burning gaze of the audience, but he couldn't think now, his whole brain had completely crashed, and his only thought was to flee the scene.

So, he did.

This time, he didn't encounter any more obstacles, because the security personnel had already followed Lan Li's footsteps and left, and the interview area was emptied, leaving him standing alone, simply in the state of the whole audience whipping corpses alone, every sight and every beam of light was like a sharp edge, stabbing his body fiercely, every inch of muscle was like fire, torment, he had never felt such a degree of torment.

Chris Wu lowered his head and strode forward, his stiff and serious face had no expression at all, and the state of facial paralysis made it impossible to figure out his mood, but the flamboyant movements revealed the true emotions in his heart, and the collision of anger and shame was bursting with incredible energy.

The whole premiere red carpet scene was quiet, not silent quiet, faintly you can still hear the sound of low discussions, rapid breathing, muffled footsteps, etc., those breathing sounds are always surging in the air, but more and more contrasting the stiffness and embarrassment of this silence, so that all the eyes of the audience are focused on Chris Wu, every minute is a kind of torture.

The short red carpet has become incomparably long at this time, like a marathon that will never end.

"Wu ......"

Someone in the group of reporters called his name, breaking the silence of the scene, but as if he had touched a switch, he couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and roared angrily, "F**-OFF", and then quickened his pace, almost running away.

The reporters on the scene looked at each other and exchanged glances with each other, but they couldn't accurately describe what it was like, a little schadenfreude, a little sympathetic, a little triumphant, and all kinds of emotions began to surge - I never thought that Chris Wu, who usually plays a big name in front of reporters, actually planted such a big heel.

In Huaxia, because of the fanatical fans of traffic stars, as long as reporters dare to say that Chris Wu is not good, the group attack of the water army will create a wave on social networks, which also makes those traffic students bigger and bigger, more and more fearless, one temper is more violent than the other, like a horse butt that can't be touched. Compared with them, Lan Li's "big name" is simply as warm and friendly as a spring breeze.

Now, Lan Li didn't buy it at all, and gave the traffic student a slap in the face as soon as he turned around, and the bad taste of the reporters suddenly came out.

A glance exchange, and the tacit understanding between peers collided in this way.

"Wu ......"

"Tell me what you think. ”

"Spokesperson. ”

"On the same stage as Lan Li. ”

"Stay. ”

"Premiere. ”

The scattered voices sounded intermittently, and in the quiet scene, those words became clearer and clearer, without interlacing or ambiguity, one after another, extremely clear towards Chris Wu, those seemingly unintentional words are constantly reminding Chris Wu's embarrassment, just like an arrow, hitting the target accurately, and the cooperation of the falling stone is extremely tacit, so that Chris Wu almost hugged his head and scurried, and finally strode away from the reporter's sight.

After Chris Wu's figure disappeared completely, the reporters all smiled.

As for the fans at the scene?

They didn't do anything, as if they hadn't noticed Chris Wu all along, no cursing or cheering, no criticism or sound, there was silence. Ignoring, that's Don Quixote's best response.