"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." George's voice sounded overhead, and Lance looked up to see the panic and confusion on his face, and it was clear that George had not expected him to fall upright like this.

Lance pushed away George and tried to hold up his right hand, stood up on his own, subconsciously touched his suit pocket, but didn't find what he was looking for, his brows couldn't help but move slightly closer to the middle, he still thought of this place as 2015, but now it was 2002, he should get used to this change. Soon, though, the eyebrows stretched out again, and then exhaled softly, calming down all the chaos completely.

Even if you have experienced it once, the second time still does not mean that you are proficient; At least, though, he wasn't inexperienced.

The last time he appeared at the funeral, he made a fatal mistake, immersed in the joy and chaos of wearing/passing, and put all his heart and soul on covering his horse's feet, so much so that he ignored what happened at the funeral, and he forgot how Ryan colluded with other people, betrayed himself, and used trickery to expel himself from the company and leave the house; I also forgot how George pretended to be a close friend, but secretly stole the copyright of his work, and secretly colluded with Ryan to ensure that he rotted in the abyss with nothing...... He even left a bunch of messes in the end, and let Diorama Pictures develop bigger and bigger, and in the end he couldn't compete at all.

The same mistake he will not and cannot make again!

After calming down, Lance noticed that a scrutinizing gaze was falling on him, as if it was probing him inside and out about his anomaly at the moment. Lance knew that this was George's sight, that he was a smart man, and that he was extraordinarily intelligent, and that he couldn't possibly not be aware of his anomaly.

However, unlike the second life, this time Lance did not panic at all, but calmly turned his head, calmly looked into George's eyes, and met the deep exploration, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a ridiculous smile, and he began to examine every detail of George's expression in a subjective manner, as if he wanted to peek out, hidden under the mask of this "best friend", what George's true heart was at this time.

George was indeed looking at Lance in front of him, his heroic eyebrows, blue eyes, handsome nose bridge, and thin lips were delicately outlined like an ink painting, and his short and medium-sized hair was neatly and obediently combed into a two-eight-point back, and the elegant and awe-inspiring temperament between the eyebrows had a fatal attraction, which made people can't help but marvel.

Even though George had known Lance for so long, he could not be an exception, and could only lament that God had too much preference for this man, with an angular face, three-dimensional and resolute facial features, and almost every line was finely crafted, no matter from which point of view, it met the most demanding aesthetic standards; But there was a fragility in those clear and bright eyes that was about to be broken, as if he could never hurt others, but others could easily hurt him, and that kind of temperament that mixed wildness and tenderness made people admire the Creator's miraculous workmanship.

However, the Lance in front of him seemed to be a little strange, fading away from the vigor and immaturity of youth, fading away from the decadence and depression in the trough, and most importantly, the absolute trust that belonged to friendship seemed to become hazy with the fragility in his eyes, obviously Lance was standing in front of him, but George felt that Lance was far and near, floating and uncertain, as if it was impossible to fathom at all.

This is not the Lance that George knew. This made George's heart tense again, could it be that Lance really noticed his secret?

Just as George was about to test it, Lance was the first to speak, and the smile on his lips bloomed slightly, bringing out a touch of cunning and banter, "Don't fall in love with me." ”

One sentence made George stunned, and then he laughed sneeringly and gave Lance a punch in the shoulder, "Get out of here!" "This is Lance he knows. So, just a little bit of his delusion?

"Now you look like you're crawling out of the garbage heap!" Lance continued to tease, his eyes drooping slightly, hiding his momentary panic, and then he quickly raised his gaze again, looking at George, who had regained his grace and composure, if it weren't for the fist marks on his face and the slightly swollen corners of his mouth, it would not have been noticeable that he was wolf.

But Lance knew that under this gentleman's skin was a treacherous, double-stabbed, and brazen thief, so there was absolutely no mistake in the two punches he gave George just now, which was a little interest in advance. However, today George is not the main object he needs to deal with, Ryan is, and he and George still have a lot of time to slowly liquidate.

"Who hit those two punches just now?" Lance's words managed to attract George's attention, and he complained fiercely.

Lance didn't buy it at all, and said confidently, "You deserve it, and you brought up the taboo topic." ”

George sensed a hint of bitterness in Lance's smile, turned his head to look at Gwyneth who was fading away in the distance, and let go of the last trace of doubt in his heart, and raised his hands, "Brother, my fault, it's completely my fault." The words made both of them chuckle, as if they were laughing at each other, "But, man, you punched too hard just now, and people who don't know think that the two of us have turned against each other." ”

Lance raised an eyebrow slightly, "Who knows, maybe one day, we will be." ”

Quiet, still quiet, Lance and George looked at each other, the air seemed to freeze together, and after about a second, the corners of their mouths loosened at the same time, and then they laughed heartily, the tacit understanding between friends swelled in laughter, as if they had returned to the best of times.

Lance patted George on the shoulder and pointed to the crowd that was gradually starting to gather not far away, "Let's go, everyone is already here, we will be late if we don't go any further." Lance noticed Ryan and Barry who were talking, there was not much time left for him, he didn't have time to dwell on George here, he had to join this funeral as much as he could, if he remembered correctly, Ryan was there for another purpose!

Naturally, George had no objections, and Swift Walk and Lance took a stride towards the place where the crowd had gathered.

Karel Reiz was one of the most important directors after the Second World War, and in the fifties he became a representative of the free film movement as a film critic and documentary filmmaker, and his works such as "Young Mo Frivolous", "Morgan" and "French Lieutenant's Woman" are considered masterpieces of film history.

However, objectively speaking, as a director, Carrel's influence is limited, but today's funeral is very lively, and many important people in Hollywood are in attendance. In the previous life, Li Jin didn't understand the bends and bends, and he couldn't figure it out; But now, he knew very well that on such occasions, it was never the deceased who was important, but the person who attended.

In short, funerals are held for the living.

After condolences to Becky Blair, the owner of today's funeral, and expressing regret, Lance began to look around, taking a breath and calming down, while trying to find out Ryan's true purpose for attending the funeral from the surging crowd.

George's voice came from the side, "I went over to say hello to two friends. Lance turned his head and followed George's line of sight, and then saw the figure of Brad-Pitt and Jennifer-Aniston, and Lance nodded his chin lightly, which was considered to be a greeting.

Retracting his gaze, Lance looked left and right, but he was never able to find any clues, there were many important people who came to the scene today, and everyone could be Ryan's target, the possibilities and uncertainties skyrocketed, he only knew that Ryan definitely didn't just come for the funeral, but he didn't know where to start.

After thinking for a moment, Lance decided to take the initiative, and he took a straight step towards where Ryan and Barry were.

Ryan soon saw Lance's figure, it was not easy to ignore Lance, not to mention that after Lance appeared today, he had a wisp of mind to keep an eye on Lance's every move, and now Lance suddenly walked towards him, which caught Ryan a little off guard - he expected many possibilities, and the possibility of a head-on collision was undoubtedly the lowest, but now it really happened, and every step closer to Lance's pace made Ryan's heart beat faster.

"Doing all the filming in Tokyo? You know there are pros and cons to this, are you sure it's okay? Barry's voice forced Ryan to quickly retract his attention, and Barry was the most important thing to Lance. Ryan chuckled twice, and while hiding his panic, the thoughts in his head quickly settled.

Ryan was only disrupted by Lance's sudden move, but in fact, he knew that he was the winner in his rivalry with Lance. So, the smile on his face quickly came back to his senses, "Barry, we all know that shooting overseas is not an easy task, and if we can, we would also like to stay in Los Angeles and shoot in the studio, in fact, I think San Francisco's Little Tokyo is a wise choice." But if there is a need for overseas shooting, trust me, we are absolutely fully prepared. ”

Ryan spoke a little faster than usual, and Barry immediately noticed the abnormality, sensitively aware of Ryan's distraction, he turned his head very naturally, and then saw the oncoming Lance, which made the smile on the corner of Barry's mouth outline, and his eyes looked back and forth between Lance and Ryan meaningfully, politely and silently giving up a little position and becoming a bystander.

While speaking, Lance was already in front of Ryan and Barry, with a flawless social smile on his face, and the gentleman politely extended his right hand, "Mr. Meyer, it's a pleasure to meet you." Gently shaking Barry's right hand, he politely turned in another direction, "Hey, Ryan, we're meeting again." ”

Ryan was clearly not mentally prepared, and Lance stood calmly in front of him, with just the right smile on his face, and with a hint of familiarity between friends, not too deliberate and not too distant, as if all the previous qiē had never happened. Such a Lance made a goosebump float on Ryan's back.

Lance's right hand was placed in front of him upright and straight, not in a hurry, not embarrassed, not jerky, just plain and politely stretched out in mid-air, not arrogant and impatiently waiting for his response. Ryan soon realized that in front of Barry, he was the one who was rude when he didn't reach out for a long time, and he quickly stretched out his right hand, and then held Lance's slightly cold palm, "Long time no see, Lance." ”

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