Tens of thousands of security guards looked at each other in the face of curiosity aroused by this and struggled to grab a good seat.

"Boss, it's estimated that this iron railing will be reinforced tomorrow, I don't think they will last long!" A muscular security guard looked at the iron railing in front of him, which was slightly bent and deformed under the push of everyone, and said to the head of the security guard with a cold breath.

"Not only do I have to strengthen the iron railings, but I also want the boss to increase my salary!" The angry security guard was so crowded that he was sweating, and he didn't even know where the security guard hat had fallen, and he scolded repeatedly.

Harry, who was squeezed out of the door, rolled his eyes and led his group out of the bar door and outside the back door of the bar.

There are also a lot of people here, but there are far fewer than the gates.

"You can't enter the back door, and those who want to enter the venue should go to the front door to line up!" There weren't many security guards, just two of them, guarding the closed back door and shouting at everyone.

"**, how did so many people get in front!" To put it mildly, the two security guards refused to let people in, and many people reluctantly left, running back to the front door to continue the life of canned sardines.

The front has already begun to let people in, and a large number of people stranded at the back door know that there is no way to get in, so they can only return to the front door, hoping that they can squeeze in.

When they saw the crowd leaving, Harry rushed up with his men Hulala.

"Kid, go home, what are you doing at the bar so late without sleeping? This is not the place you should be! A tall security guard said solemnly.

"Big brother, I'm here to run for the leading actor in the Smith Week movie, and I play the zombie like that! There are too many people in front of us to get in, so you raise your hand and let us in! Harry said pitifully.

"Yes, big brother, let's go inside!" A group of people said babbling.

"You want to play zombies too? Haha, how can you act well in Smith Chow's movies at such a young age, don't mess up my idol's movies! Another security guard seemed to be obviously a die-hard fan of Zhou Shaoming, and he did not hesitate to protect his idol.

"You say you're like a zombie? I'll take a look at that! The tall security guard came and said jokingly.

"Good! Big brother, you watch! Harry put on a tattered outfit and showed off the make-up he had put on at home, and walked tremblingly, turning his head mechanically and babbling out of his mouth.

Get rid of a little zombie alive!

"Hey! It's so similar! The tall security guard said in surprise, watching Harry's performance.

"Forget it, there's no one else here, let them in! Maybe this kid can really make Smith Zhou look at it. The hardcore Zhou Fan security guard was also stunned, and as soon as his heart moved, he opened the door and let them in.

"Woohoo! Thank you! Harry's group rushed straight in with ecstasy.

The hardcore Zhou Fan security guard grabbed Harry's hand violently, making him look back blankly: "What's wrong, big brother?" ”

"If you do get picked by Smith Weekly, don't forget to help me get an autograph! I love his movies to death! The security guard winked at Harry, grimaced, and then let go with a smile and let him in.

"No problem! I will! Harry screamed in delight and rushed into the bar.

The bar was already full, and the Passion Nightclub, which can accommodate more than 1,000 people, was now crammed into more than 2,000 people, many of whom had no place to sit at all, just standing in the aisle and looking around in surprise.

No one complained, compared to the more than 8,000 people who couldn't get in outside, they were already considered lucky.

The bar is not the same as it used to be, and the props from various zombie movies are arranged everywhere, making the atmosphere of the whole bar feel like it has come to the end of the world, with blood-stained walls and deafening music, which ignites everyone's nerves in an instant, and they can't help but start writhing their bodies.

"Wow! It's so cool here! Harry snorted in surprise as he looked at a prosthetic hand sticking out of the wall, stained with blood and even a broken finger.

And the original clothes were exposed, either wearing rabbit ears, or wearing three-point waitresses, and they all threw away those tricks and charming, but put on deliberately torn and sprinkled with ketchup, looking as if they had just struggled to get up from a pool of blood, ragged and tight clothes showed a chic and graceful sense of surname, and the makeup on the face was not delicate and moving, but a bloody knife edge and blurred flesh and blood, and a slightly hideous face!

It's strange that these hostesses are dressed like those zombies screaming and wanting to choose people to eat in the last world, but they are extremely attracted to the greedy eyes of men with extremely high hormones.

This alternative outfit makes these bar hostesses more bloody and bewitching, and the endless eyeball stimulation makes these energetic men as excited as if they have taken aphrodisiacs, and from time to time they whistle at the zombie hostesses who come to their side.

There are even people who are bold enough to take advantage of them from time to time, either suddenly throwing the zombie hostess into their arms or slapping them their plump buttocks.

The entire bar was filled with the screams of the waitresses and the excited screams of the men.

Of course, it's good to take a small advantage, and if you want to go further without the consent of the hostesses, the five big and three thick-shouldered and round-waisted security guards will throw the crazy guy out of the bar and replace it with another person.

"What do the kids want? Coke, or Sprite? A zombie hostess walked up to Harry and them, her lips furrowed, revealing her pretty face as if she had been bitten by a zombie.

"Oh my God! This makeup looks like it! Fat Fish screamed, staring at the hostess's face in a daze.

"Hollywood's professional makeup artists helped me make, how about it, does it look good?" The zombie hostess smiled slightly, and even spun around.

"That's pretty cool! Cool! Harry laughed as the other boys stared at the hostess without blinking, their saliva almost dripping.

"Alright, boys, you can have six bottles of Coke! You can't drink anyway! "The zombie hostesses seemed to be enjoying the unusually high-profile moment, and it was intoxicating for the passionate men to yell at themselves more than ever.

U.S. law stipulates that minors can enter the bar, but they can't drink alcohol, they can only order Coke and other drinks, so the hostess casually helped Harry order six bottles of Coke, and then shouted and drank wildly on the other side, and the men who had not stopped since entering the bar walked over.

"My God, I didn't come in vain today!" The excited boys mingled and were having a lot of fun.

The energetic background music, the terrifying and seductive zombie hostesses, the apocalyptic atmosphere, the bustling bar, all these things have never been seen before, all of which stimulate the brains of these boys.

The energetic death heavy metal music suddenly stopped, and a DJ dressed as a zombie jumped to the center of the dance floor, holding the microphone exaggeratedly, pointing at everyone present and shouting: "Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Passion Nightclub, welcome to ...... Zombie...... It...... Night! ”

The loud yell, which dragged down the volume, made everyone slap the table frantically, and the whole bar burst into heat!

"Tonight, it's for director Smith Chow, the third film of the phenomenous director, to select the leading actor! He's going to be paid a million dollars! Who is this male lead? The zombie DJ pretended to lower his voice mysteriously, and then suddenly pointed at a customer and said, "Is that you?" ”

Then, pointing at another customer who raised his glass, he shouted, "It could be you!" ”

Finally, he looked around, pointed at everyone and shouted hoarsely, "It could be any one of you!! ”

"Ao Wu !!" The excited people turned into wolf howls and expressed their excitement to the fullest.

"Now, let's start with the first item, which is brought to you by our passionate nightclub, the beautiful dancers with beautiful surnames, the dance of the zombies! Let me tell you that this is Smith Week, the phenomenon! The zombie DJ roared wildly, the lights dimmed, and a row of zombie dancers with a sense of body and surname, but extremely weird, began to dance the seductive zombie dance in the deafening music.

Countless men and women screamed frantically to enjoy this night of zombies.

At the same time, in cities with a population of more than 500,000 in the United States, there is a bar that is so popular, when the bar owner is smiling from ear to ear, Zhou Shaoming's third movie "Resident Evil" and the audition actor are promoted, and in just one week, this movie has spread all over the streets and alleys, becoming the focus of young people's mouths, and becoming a lingering and unforgettable deep memory.

If an American boy doesn't know that Smith Week's "Resident Evil" is about to be released over Christmas, doesn't know about the most popular zombie dance in bars, and doesn't know that the showdown between the winners of cities across the United States is going to be broadcast live on TV, then he's either a nerd who doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window, or someone who doesn't have a taste for movies at all, and in Chinese parlance, it's "outmen!" ”

Regarding the TV broadcast rights of the audition program for the actor of "Resident Evil", Zhou Shaoming handed it over to Fox Broadcasting.

Fox Broadcasting Co., Ltd. launched a new commercial television network in the United States in October 1986. In April 1987, the broadcast of the radio network simulcast programme began. The company was founded by former Australian newspaperman Rupert ? Murdoch acquired 6 television stations in 1986 and combined with 105 Reading TV stations to form a radio network, which is currently among the top three television broadcasters in the United States.

Fox Broadcasting CEO Moonweis, under the instruction of Murdoch, the big boss behind the scenes, tried his best to chase Zhou Shaoming's idea, and the conditions offered made it impossible for Director Smith Zhou Da, who is worth hundreds of millions, to refuse, and they promised to use the best team and prime time, unconditionally obey and cooperate, and let Zhou Shaoming dominate the entire process of the draft.

Of course, Zhou Shaoming only needs to sit behind the luxurious Taipan desk, facing a room full of planning and promotion specialists, and tell the highlights of the talent show in the future, so that these professional, specialized, and people who are 100 times stronger than him in the publicity and promotion area can make up their own brains, plan, organize and execute.

Sometimes, it's just a bad idea, a bold first step, and as long as you take that step, it's an irresistible round, a phenomenon!

(To be continued)