actor big star

Chapter 672 Jones' Nightmare

Jones realized the problem. He couldn't stay in the five-star hotel anymore. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the person who once made him feel that he could help him soar into the sky.

He doesn't want to be the second Evans Walker. People all over the world can see how miserable that guy is. If there is no promise from someone representing the upper class and powerful class, he would not have the guts to go on the Oscar stage. Provoke Zhou Le.

You know, back then, Evans Walker was only targeting Zhou Le alone. On the stage of the Oscars, he gave Zhou Le a huge hat and directly offended him to death.

I thought that someone would cover her behind, get enough attention in front of her, and become a celebrity in the circle under the hot news. Whether it is fame or money, she would be richly satisfied, and in the end, there would be big shots to protect her.

It's a good idea, but how long will it be, ten days, or half a month?Why is there no movement all of a sudden, isn't this style of painting right?

After making phone calls one after another, Jones realized that big trouble was approaching. He sensed the danger. If he was forgotten like this, wouldn't it be...

He didn't think that he could live in a five-star hotel all the time, never have his own life, and never expand his social circle.

What he can see now is that downstairs in the hotel, there are still some persistent fans standing there. Who would have thought that fans can be professionalized, and a shift system can be implemented amidst such condemnation?

There are many crazy fans. In a country like the United States, if their madness cannot be vented, maybe one of them will do some extreme things.

There is only one life, and no one wants to make any guesses on this matter.

Jones started to panic, the phone connected, he didn't get what he wanted, but heard a bad news.

The other party actually said: "No one pays attention to this matter now, so you can do whatever you need to do."

One day later, the hotel notified him that the room rate would be extended to today, but the assistant of that person came to tell him that you should go out, there will still be gossip media paying attention to you, and you can start living and working normally.

In addition, the assistant gave Jones the phone numbers of several low-level gossip media contacts. Obviously, he still needs to create value to get what he wants, otherwise you have no value, don't say you are an abandoned child .

The world is not so kind that you can win everything by doing one thing.

Jones stayed for another two days at his own expense, and he contacted those media outlets to interview him in the hotel room.

This interview is really just an interview, not the media begging him to ask for materials or explosive news, and to pay him the corresponding compensation.

Now you want to be interviewed, and the media thinks that you may have potential topics, so they come to interview you.

There was no attention. After several media reported the interview with Jones, the news itself on the Internet did not receive much attention. If music fans did not come to form the excitement, not many people came to join in the excitement.

Quietly leaving the hotel, quietly returning to the dusty home, on the road, in the car, during the whole process, Jones felt that someone was following him and staring at him, lying on the bed at home suspiciously, a little bit of movement It will make him restless, afraid that in the next second, those crazy fans will rush to him with weapons.

That night, Jones didn't sleep well, and was in panic all night.

Early the next morning, he stayed in a hotel again. He made a few hot money a while ago, but it was still not enough to support him to use a five-star hotel as a temporary residence, so he had to choose a slightly better one. hotel.

The movement of the guests and cleaning staff in the corridor, even the sound of the flushing of the sewer pipe in the bathroom, made Jones extremely nervous. He stood at the door many times a day, with his ear pressed to the door, to confirm whether he was suspicious or not. There is real danger.

But two days later, Jones couldn't live anymore. He drove the car carefully all the way, avoiding contact with people all the way, came to the countryside, and came to a farm where he had lived with his friends.

At that time, he felt that it was extremely quiet here, and all the pressure and hustle and bustle in the city disappeared after living here for a few days.So this time when he felt that he was suddenly alone and in possible danger, he chose to come here.

On a quiet night, the sound of the wind blowing through the trees and grass was enough to make Jones, who had already had dark circles under his eyes, even more restless. He felt that everything around him was like a cage that bound him, and he never rested for a long time After he felt that the house was a cage, he closed his eyes and felt that the roof turned into a bloody mouth, opening to him, as if to swallow him all at once.

"what!!!!!!!"

He couldn't take it anymore, and ran out. There was no light around the farm in the dark night, and today it was covered with dark clouds again, and there were no stars in the sky to bring light, and the moon was dimly blocked behind the dark clouds.

Jones ran wildly, without direction, yelling.

The owner of the farm was awakened by the scream, and the family ran out, and finally found Jones in a small pond in the distance. He was struggling constantly by the edge of the small pond, as if he was about to drown presented.

In fact, he was at the edge of the small pond, where the water was only about thirty centimeters deep.

Jones was rescued, and his body was invaded by the cold water in the pond. After wrapping him in a big bath towel, his state of persecution hallucinations was slightly relieved, and he felt a burst of fatigue, and his eyelids began to droop. He was sleepy and tossed. After a while, the fatigue brought by his body allowed him to temporarily break free from the torment of that 'nightmare'.

"You, you're not the one on the Oscar stage..."

"what!"

The farmer's son is not a groupie, nor is he a fan of Zhou Le. It's just that the incident was too big at the time, and he happened to follow the news, so he recognized Jones. His recognition is not very sure. Jones has been too decadent these days, and his whole spirit has changed. The farmer's son is just an uncertain question.

Jones felt that the sky was falling apart, here they are, finally they are here, those fans of Zhou Le are finally here.

In my mind, there are a large number of fans who stay downstairs in the hotel where I live all day long.

In my mind, I was triumphantly going to participate in some Qualcomm announcement fee interviews, those music fans who were stopped by the security and roared outside.

In his mind, he went from home to the hotel and was smashed with eggs and tomatoes all over his fans.

"They, they are coming to take revenge on me!"

Jones was sent to the hospital. He was in a state of insanity and was asked by the doctor to stay in the hospital for observation. After Jason heard the news, he told Zhou Le about it. As a former leader in investment banks, Jason had seen many The person who developed mental illness due to excessive stress used a little bit of "money ability", and he got Jones' case.

On the second day after talking with Zhou Le, a dozen young people came outside Jones' ward, and they poured into Jones' ward.

"Yo, isn't this the omnipotent Jonespop?"

"How did it get mixed up like this now?"

"He deserves it, that's how he should be."

The voice was like a curse, making Jones, who had already taken the Valium drugs, jump up suddenly, and rushed out without saying a word, shouting while rushing.

He was stopped by doctors and nurses, who were chasing fans who had come to the hospital 'for unknown reasons'.

The young people's ability to ridicule is unquestionable, pointing at Jones one by one, smiling, happy, seeing that the culprit has become like this, they feel extra relieved.

As everyone knows, in Jones' eyes, what he sees is slowly becoming abstract, and the fans have become demons in his eyes. Those voices and pointing movements, even when he closes his eyes, keep flashing in his mind. Even with his hands covering his ears, the voice kept echoing in his mind.

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Zhou Le likes the current state of life very much. He was busy on the set for half a year a year ago, and all his attention was on filming.

After working in the post-production stage after the year, I feel very fulfilled when I watch the fruits of my labor being crafted little by little, and I feel very satisfied when I work.

He is not in a hurry to do the post-production. This is not the feeling of being on the set. It needs absolute relaxation and constant adjustment. In addition, the Oscar incident made the promotion of "Genesis" no longer need a long time. He can have enough time for post-production. At that time, he didn't even dare to hope that he could get a good schedule during the summer vacation. With more time, he would work more seriously.

For any actions aimed at me or even this film, he must be confident that he will not be afraid of anything, and he must bombard all targeted actions with extraordinary high quality. Every action that can increase the quality of the film in the later stage, he They will personally check and participate in it.

He doesn't understand music, but in the later stage of film music and film soundtrack, he hired a symphony orchestra with the Chinese prefix to do part of the soundtrack, and hired a few professional musicians to help, and selected good songs to use in the movie .

Xiangjiang, Yanjing, and top musicians were all invited by Zhou Le. He is not afraid of wasting favors, taking favors, and spending money. He fulfilled the promise he made to himself during the production - "every frame" must be achieved The best I can do.

What happened to Jones is just a trivial matter. At best, it can make him have an extra joke in the evening after work. When it is time to work, he will sit in a chair, his mind is full of movie plots, and every piece of music matches the plot. Immersiveness is the standard, and in this way, the top music producers from the three places across the Taiwan Strait are shown a sense of music that surprised them.

(End of this chapter)