Time is a very interesting thing, it will change the world quietly, the vicissitudes of life, as if it were a world away; It also draws a circle before you know it, and goes back to the original starting point in a circle, as if it were a reincarnation.

The warm smile in his ears gradually dissipated into the air, and gradually evolved into the whispers of Si Suosuo. Walking through the crowd, Lance's eyes fell on the three people in front of him, they were so familiar with each other, they had known each other for more than ten years, and they had struggled side by side for six years, they once thought that each other was the most important confidant and partner, but at this time the two sides stood on opposite sides, smiling and detached, calmly and hypocritically expressing the politeness of the social occasion, but the calculations hidden under the mask did not stop.

Since their split three years ago, they have had several occasions to meet in public, but both sides have avoided each other, including at last year's Oscars.

The only exception was the "Troy" premiere, where Lance came uninvited and took the initiative to disrupt the rhythm of the premiere, and it can even be said that he arrived at the scene with the power of the successful premiere of "the day after tomorrow". This not only became the beginning of problems in the capital chain of Diocra Pictures, but also the starting point for Chaos Pictures to sound the clarion call for counterattack.

Today, the person who took the initiative to break the ice is Ryan - and Tucker and Jason, because they know that Diorama Pictures has been cornered, and if they don't cross this threshold, maybe Diorama Pictures will cease to exist, and the next time they meet, their positions will be very different. The situation they wanted Lance to fall into three years ago has now become their own shackles.

How ironic.

Of course, Diorama Pictures is far from exhausted, if Hotel Rwanda wins the Oscar, if the Sahara Cavalry wins at the box office, if they raise financing as soon as possible within two months, if they can sign long-term terms with a big company like Warner Bros...... As long as any of these conditions are met, they can win breathing space or even a chance to turn over.

Even if you stand on the edge of a cliff, it is only a matter of a moment, and until the last moment, no one can be sure that you are the winner. This was true of Lance at the beginning, and it is also true of Diora Pictures now.

Therefore, Diorama Pictures must break the deadlock, they need to show the courage of Lance to attend the premiere of "Troy", they need to regain the initiative, they need to muster the courage to face Lance head-on, they need to show their confidence, they need to completely wave the shadow that Lance has hung over their heads, they need to break and stand up.

The Oscars, as a stage for the Jedi to fight back, what could be more appropriate than such a grand event that attracts national attention?

Ryan walked straight ahead, his head held high and unhurried, his steps steady and powerful, as if Tarzan had collapsed in front of him could not shake his belief, he could crush Lance once three years ago, and he could defeat Lance a second time three years later. Tucker, who was standing beside Ryan, was a little nervous in his heart, uncontrollable nervousness, but he knew that he had no way out, and he calmed down when he was nervous to the extreme, Lance was not the devil, even if it was, but he had no other choice than to eliminate him, didn't he?

Jason fell diagonally behind Ryan and Tucker, about two paces away, and looked at Lance not far away, his eyes so mixed, they should be friends, but now they are enemies; They were supposed to be partners, but now they are adversaries. Jason wasn't quite sure if Chaos Pictures was on the right path now, just as he wasn't sure if Diorama Pictures had made the right choice in the first place, but, this is life, there is no going back after moving forward, there is no choice but to keep going.

He was not his friend. Jason told himself, but he wasn't sure which one was himself and which one was Lance.

Lance glanced at the barely moving champagne in his hand, a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, and stepped forward, and was about to speak, but Ryan took the initiative to say before him, "Long time no see." Friendly and gentlemanly, he stretched out his right hand and took half a step forward, as if he had really met a friend he had not seen for a long time.

Lance held Ryan's right hand with the same expression, and the shoulders were sent forward, and the two of them hugged each other in a friendly manner, and then parted, the smile on the corner of his mouth was warm and casual, "It's been a long time, I haven't seen each other since the premiere last summer, right?" ”

"Last summer's premiere", this is like a soft thorn in Ryan's heart, not painful or itchy, but like a fish in the throat. This is Lance, who always knows how to make others uncomfortable without showing a trace.

However, Lance didn't seem to notice Ryan's pause, and continued, "In the last six months, your movements have been quite small, and I can hear from you every three or five times, and now it's finally time to harvest. The blue eyes shimmered with a warm glow, as if there was no difference between the polite words of other social occasions, but only Ryan could see a touch of provocation, a touch of sarcasm, a touch of ease in the unfathomable blue, that condescending calmness, quickly and accurately stabbed Ryan in the chest, but before Ryan could even react, the weapon was withdrawn.

Lance turned to Tucker and Jason, greeting each other in a friendly manner, shaking hands and hugging them as if they were real best friends.

Jason looked at Lance in front of him, trying to find a hint of fluctuation in his expression, or a mask of hypocrisy, but he failed. This cheered him up and looked at Lance with a smile, "What about us, isn't it you who really became the focus of the media?" For the past two months, almost everyone has been talking about your work, and it's yours tonight when you hear that your ears are calloused. ”

Compared to Ryan and Tucker, Jason was surprisingly calm and calm, which made the smile on Lance's lips even brighter, and in a trance, it seemed as if he had returned to the time in London. In that rainy haze, the love for movies shone down like a beam of sunshine and became a bridge of their friendship, "So, you voted for me?" ”

The joke between friends made Jason's heart tremble slightly, and it was fleeting.

Without waiting for Jason to answer, Lance chuckled out loud, making the joke disappear, "I heard that your next work will be released in April, and I'm really looking forward to it." The pre-publicity for the "Sahara Cavalry" has been in full swing for more than a month, which is why Penelope and Matthew are here tonight with a high profile, "I wish you all the good luck." Lance raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers interlaced. The ceremony is about to begin, and I'm ready to enter, what about you? ”

Ryan originally wanted to respond, the social occasion was supposed to be you coming and going, but he thought about it, and there was no more news about "Sin City" and "Boy Scouts vs. Zombies" recently, so that he couldn't find a foothold, and it was this moment of pause and missed the opportunity. "You go in first, I still need to go over to meet a few friends, and I'll see you in the venue later."

"And Oscar night." Lance added that the conversation was full of laughter, and it looked like a conversation between friends, without any flaws.

Ryan chuckled as well, "Of course, no one wants to miss Oscar night. "That cheerful attitude looks perfect.

Then, Lance nodded and smiled at Tucker and Jason, took two steps back, and then turned and walked to the banquet hall, unable to fault anything with the etiquette of advancing and retreating. That calmness, as if it were the most powerful weapon, made Ryan feel a heavy pressure - once upon a time, it was his weapon and his pride.

Jason watched Lance's turnaround steps, and in a moment of hesitation, his steps had already taken an impulsive step, "Lance." Jason shouted, which made Lance's footsteps stop, casting a puzzled look, but Jason's countless thoughts could not find an accurate thread, and he was not even sure why he stopped Lance, he was affected by an apologetic emotion.

I'm sorry.

The only thing left in his mind was the last confrontation at the premiere, where he acted like a jerk, obviously the perpetrator, but acting as if he were a victim, and he owed Lance an apology, by any measure. However, the words of apology have come to his lips, swirling on the tip of his tongue, but he has never been able to say it.

Jason looked at Lance in front of him quietly, calm and calm, gentlemanly and elegant, but there was no familiar cunning and simplicity in those eyes, and all emotions were hidden in the deep blue. This wasn't the Lance he knew, and he wasn't the Jason he knew.

Suddenly, all the emotions settled. Jason realizes that this is a matchup that was predestined three years ago, there is no room for manoeuvre, and there is no mercy, and there is no need for him to apologize, and he should not apologize, because from the beginning, he made the choice. The so-called apology is only an uneasy conscience, which is an insult to the pain that Lance has endured, and it is also a denial of the choice he has made.

Isn't that the most ridiculous thing that ever happened? Even the apology has become a kind of hurt, and they have become undying enemies between them. What's even more ridiculous is that he strangled the former Lance and turned Lance into an invulnerable demon in front of him; But he also killed his former self, and everything became unrecognizable.

A "I'm sorry" can't complete redemption, nor can it turn back time.

"Good luck." After the words circled the tip of his tongue, he finally spoke, and Jason stretched out his right hand and looked at Lance quietly.

Lance seemed to sense the confusion and struggle in Jason's eyes, and instead of answering immediately, he looked at Jason, a former friend, carefully. After a long time, as if a century had passed, Lance finally raised his hand and took Jason's right hand, showing a bright smile, but did not speak, just nodded, and then let go, turned, and left.

This is a life-and-death struggle, without mercy, without mercy, without hesitation, and this struggle will not end unless one side dies completely. (To be continued.) )