Great Beautiful Country, Calais, Virginia, Los Angeles.

A disheveled, ragged homeless man stood in front of the rear-projection TV at the entrance of the store, staring at the person in the picture.

He would recognize that smiling man even if it turned into ashes.

Li Changan! !

This name would be cursed dozens of times by him gnashing his teeth before falling asleep every day.

Now in the homeless man's pocket, there is also a puppet that he picked up in the trash can and turned into a small person.

On the little man's chest, a name was written with a red ballpoint pen: Li Chang'an.

When he couldn't hold on, he would take out the little man and pierce it fiercely with the sewing needle he carried with him.

"Li Chang'an, if it wasn't for you, I would still be that Young Master Yan with infinite glory. How could I have fallen into such a situation where people are neither human nor ghost?"

Yan Xu sniffed, put his left hand into his pocket, and pinched the puppet's neck, with a morbid pleasure on his face.

"Li Chang'an, why don't you go to die, you go to die, so many people die every day in this world, why not you."

Yan Xu has had a particularly bad time recently.

After returning from Cannes, he was kicked away by White.

The agreed assistant fee was only $200.

In Los Angeles, where the consumption level is so high, after three days of holding on to $200, there is only a five-cent coin left.

Yan Xu could only move out of the rented house and live in that kind of abandoned warehouse.

When you're hungry, go to the trash cans everywhere, looking for expired food thrown away by others.

At the beginning, Young Master Yan, who was well-clothed and well-fed, couldn't bear to do this.

Ever since he broke his phone and could no longer contact his father in China, this poor self-esteem has gone to the sky.

Compared with face, living is obviously more important.

Yan Xu wanted to leave this impersonal garbage place more than once and return to his own country.

It's a pity that the air ticket back home is not cheap. He is penniless now, so he must not be able to afford it.

The airline company in the beautiful country will never do good deeds and send him a plane ticket back home.

After struggling several times, Yan Xu finally accepted his fate.

Wandering idly on the streets of Los Angeles every day, looking through the trash cans when hungry, it is possible to find unopened expired food.

If you are sleepy, you can just find a deck chair in the park, or an abandoned warehouse bridge hole or something, and you can feel at ease.

Sometimes Yan Xu even thinks that such a life is not bad.

Until this evening, he wandered to the door of a large store.

There is a large LCD TV on the wall at the entrance of this store.

Yan Xu always runs here to watch TV.

"Heh, the acting skills are exaggerated, not as good as my acting in the past!"

Looking at the plot with little knowledge, he occasionally expresses such emotion.

No one cares about him.

On the streets of Los Angeles, there are not 1000, but 800 of homeless people like him.

Whoever runs the shop hates them.

Most of these people are the main force of 0 yuan purchase activities.

Free America, 0 yuan to buy every day.

Tonight, I heard that there will be a premiere of the magical love movie "Twilight" directed by the great director Cameron.

Yan Xu ran over early and took a good position.

He couldn't help but wonder, what is a magical love movie?

I can't afford tickets to the cinema, so it's not bad to just watch the premiere here.

When the premiere started, Yan Xu was still thinking: This is the great director Mr. Cameron, the great director that White wanted to hug his thigh.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this Christine is so beautiful and sexy. It would be great if I could play an international friendly match with her."

Yan Xu, who had fallen to sleep in the bridge hole, stared at Xiao Ke on the screen like Qiu Changhai, drooling.

When Robert Pattinson appeared on the stage, Yan Xu imitated the tone of other homeless people on the street and cursed loudly:
"Xie Te, where did you find this guy? Can you play the leading role with this image?"

The cameraman took a close-up of Robert, clearly capturing the grievance and resentment on his face.

Yan Xu laughed out loud, feeling better than taking Shiquan Dabu pills.

"Hahaha... I just said that no one will like him, he is too ugly."

"... Let us welcome the distinguished guests from the Great Eastern Dragon Kingdom, Mister Li, Li Changan, with warm applause!!"

Uh, the screenwriter is Li Changan!

what?
Li Changan?
Yan Xu finally came to his senses and stared at the screen with wide eyes.

Is it the same name?

Must be!
The Li Chang'an I know, how could he have the ability to go to Hollywood!

Yan Xu convinced himself that this Li Changan was just the same name and surname as his enemy.

While staring at the TV screen, for fear of missing every detail.

The cameraman's lens shifted to the entrance.

A slender figure in a striped suit came out slowly.

"Thank you, thank you everyone!"

It's really him, the bastard Li Changan.

The anger spurting out of Yan Xu's eyes almost burned the air nearby.

Li Changan, you bastard, I swear against you.

However, his impotent rage was of no use.

A burst of deafening applause came from the loudspeaker.

"Asshole, rubbish, sycophant, it's an embarrassment to the beautiful Chinese people."

Through the screen, Yan Xu could also feel the warm atmosphere of the scene.

He was even angrier.

"... Mister Lee is not only my best friend, he is also the actual controlling shareholder of Summit Entertainment, my boss!"

Old James' words, like a bolt from the blue, slammed hard on the head of Yan Xu who kept muttering and cursing Li Chang'an.

"What? Li Changan is the boss of Summit Entertainment, how is this possible?"

After working with White for a few months, Yan Xu has some understanding of the big and small media companies in Hollywood.

Summit Entertainment was originally a wholly-owned subsidiary of Lionsgate Films, one of the eight major film companies, with a valuation of US$8 million.

Later, Gusta, the boss of Lionsgate, made a wrong decision, which caused the stock price of Summit Entertainment to plummet, and the market value shrank to less than 5 million.

Compared with the eight major film companies, Summit Entertainment can only be regarded as a small company.

It's just that this kind of company that is on the verge of bankruptcy, in White's eyes, is a great behemoth.

"If I can sign with Summit Entertainment, even if I am a fourth-tier actor, I will be content in this life."

This is a phrase White often says.

I didn't expect to hear someone mention Summit Entertainment's name again today, and say that Li Changan is the boss.

This made Yan Xu, who was already gnashing his teeth, even more jealous.

I have been harmed so badly by him, Li Changan, why don't you get punished, you bastard, instead, the more you mess around, the better?
God, open your eyes and take this beast.

Uh, no.

The Great Beautiful Country believes in God, and the gods here don't have a god.

"God, please, let Li Changan get what he deserves!"

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