This star is from the earth

Han Jue hurriedly put on a thick down jacket, walked out of the door of the apartment, facing the cold wind blowing on his face, his cheeks were sore. Pulling the scarf over her face, she shouted in her heart:

[I'm just a music composer! Why do I have to go to visit other photographers? ? ? 】

"Because you are a man and she is a woman," Jarrence sat in the driver's seat, explaining why he wanted to pull Han Jue, "and you are very handsome."

"Thank you." Han Jue collapsed on the co-pilot when he heard such an explanation.

Facing himself reflected in the glass window, Han Jue touched his face depressedly, blaming it for causing him many troubles.

It is said that good-looking people will get cheating treatment in life, but Han Jue has not enjoyed such benefits for the time being, and all he enjoys are troublesome things.

The car moved slowly. On the road, even if Jalens was driving slowly, there were very few cars honking at him, and other cars were cautious when overtaking. Just because Jarrence's car is a luxury car.

Although the car logo is no longer within Han Jue's common sense, Han Jue can still judge the approximate price of the car from the details of the interior ergonomics and the design and materials of the interior.

Han Jue was also surprised. Jalens was obviously idle all day long, spending money lavishly, and he didn't know where the money came from.

However, when Han Jue touched the material of the seat, he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile on his face.

[This is good, this is good, in case the film runs out of money in the middle of filming, the landlord can sell the car before selling the house. 】

Han Jue has a sense of crisis. Ever since he knew how Jalens spent money like water, Han Jue was very worried that he, a free tenant, would receive a notice that the house was sold and he was going to move someday.

Now seeing that Jalens spends money like water in other aspects of his life, he thinks that he will not be kicked out in a short time.

"Do you like this car?" Jalens glanced at Han Jue touching the interior and making a strange smile, so he asked.

Han Jue came back to his senses, pretending to be nonchalant and replied: "I like it... I guess! This car is pretty good."

Han Jue's heart felt a little excited, and his heart beat faster.

There is such a show on TV, a rich man sees that his friend likes his car, the rich man throws the key away coolly and says: [Give it to you. 】

Han Jue rubbed his hands quietly, pretending to admire the car calmly on the surface, but he was already very excited in his heart.

"Then..." Jalens said while turning the steering wheel.

Han Jue pricked up his ears.

"Then I'll let you drive the car when I get back." Jarrence straightened the steering wheel and said without looking sideways.

Han Jue was discouraged all of a sudden, lay down and sat back in his seat dullly, turned his head to face out of the window, did not answer, and was ready to sleep.

Seeing that the car was too quiet, Jalens pressed the sound switch, and a deafening singing sounded from the sound.

Very irritable.

It was almost impossible to sleep.

Jalens twisted his body slowly while driving. It was awkward, but he enjoyed it very much. He looked at Han Jue from time to time and invited Han Jue to twist together.

Han Jue was unmoved, he wanted to say that his acting skills were wasted, he was tired, and he needed to rest.

The car finally drove to a place with many foreign residents.

Han Jue looked at the vaguely familiar buildings around him, sat up straight, and checked his surroundings. After passing by the Hanbo [M Ji] that he had visited before, Han Jue was sure that this was indeed [New York Street].

The car was parked in the parking lot, and Han Jue and Jarrence were walking on the fragrant street. Han Jue asked, "Is this photographer from America?"

"Canadian. He was introduced by Xia Yuan." Jarrence said after thinking for a while.

"I'm a little surprised, why don't you gather a group of Americans to win the Huaxia Golden Bull Award together."

"Because I don't want to win [Best Foreign Language Film], I just want [Best Film]." The eight steps that Jalens took suddenly became imposing, and he swallowed the world with bold words.

It seems that this Golden Bull Award also depends on the proportion of the nationality of the film's main creative personnel in the team.

Han Jue wanted to remind Jalens that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. But seeing Jarrence's steady steps as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life, and full of happiness, Han Jue swallowed his words back.

Han Jue and Jarrence came to a small American restaurant.

This kind of small restaurant still has a very good business at meal times, and most of the customers who come here are regular customers.

The waiter and the proprietress are the same person, a chunky middle-aged aunt. She skillfully walks among the crowd with food, joins the chatting of the guests from time to time, and sometimes takes care of the guests who eat alone. Busy but not flustered.

"Hi, Jalens!" The proprietress sneaked in and greeted Jalens warmly when she saw Jalens coming in.

"Hey, Susan," Jarrence replied. In addition to talking about movies, Jalens can use a strong tone, other than that, Jalens speaks slowly, as slowly as a sloth.

"Same?" asked Susan.

"As usual, two servings." Jarrence ordered Han Jue's food without asking.

After finishing speaking, he greeted other regular customers present.

In Han Jue's eyes, the sloth and the brown bear hugged, the sloth and the giraffe hugged, the sloth and the gorilla touched shoulders, and then the sloth was knocked into the air.

The proprietress turned around and continued to work, while Jalens rubbed his shoulders and led Han Jue through the gaps between people.

Finally, the two of them came to the corner of the restaurant, where there was a table for four, and there was only a black-haired brown-eyed lady with her hair tied up in a bun, reading a book. There are leftovers on the table, it seems that the meal has been finished.

Through the skin and face, people feel that she is about thirty years old, but in her eyes, she is mature and deep, and she seems to be thirty-seven or thirty-eight.

For foreigners who look more mature than their real age, Han Jue dare not guess their age.

"Amanda?" Jarrence asked vaguely as he stood by the table.

The lady put away the book, looked at Jalens and Han Jue for a while, nodded, and said, "Jarens?"

Jarrence stepped forward to shake hands with her, then stood sideways between Han Jue and Amanda, swayed his head from side to side, and said, "Han Jue, Amanda, Amanda, Han Jue."

Even if it was introduced to both sides.

Amanda didn't look too surprised, and she didn't know that it was because the stars in the circle watched too much. Han Jue was not a person worthy of surprise. Or maybe she doesn't know Han Jue at all.

Jalens and Han Jue sat across from Amanda.

Amanda's facial features are very three-dimensional, although not delicate, but not too rough, with a little freckles on her face, without excessive makeup, the whole person's temperament has a neutral and cold feeling.

Han Jue noticed that the book Amanda put on the table was called "Helicopter and Way", which looked like a helicopter pilot manual or repair manual.

A little tough.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Han Jue heard them speak English, so he also spoke English.

"I came early." Amanda raised her eyebrows, surprised at Han Jue's fluent English. Then a hearty smile appeared, melting like a glacier. She waved her hand very eloquently, indicating that she didn't mind about it.

"I'm going to make a movie and I want to hire you as a photographer." Before the food was served, Jalens got to the point.

"I'm going to take a break recently."

"I plan to hire you at a price fifty percent higher than the market price." Jarrence raised the price.

Amanda thought for a moment and asked, "Who is the director? Can I read the script?"

"The director is not sure yet, but you can recommend a director you are familiar with. It would be great if you bring the script."

This is the case in the entertainment industry. After a long time, pulling out a carrot often leads to several carrots.

When Amanda heard this, she lay back, pinched the straw with her fingers and kept turning it in the drink, with a faint smile between her brows, and asked: "That is to say, there is no director or screenwriter for your movie now." , and no photographer. Nothing?"

"No, Han Jue is in charge of our soundtrack, theme song, interlude, and ending song." Jarrence patted Han Jue on the shoulder.

Then when Amanda looked away, I stared desperately at Amanda's eyes, and found that Amanda just nodded politely to Han Jue, and there was nothing in novels such as [the eyes are shining], [the expression is dull and the face is flushed] describe something.

Just disappointed.

The beauty trick has failed.

Looking back, Han Jue was eating a lot.

"And then?" Amanda looked at Jalens and continued to ask.

"Other field note artists and the like can be hired in the association." Jalens let go of his fist and focused on answering Amanda's question.

"If that's the case, I don't see the meaning and value of joining this filmmaking." Amanda smiled and shook her head.

Jalens raised his mouth slightly, shook his head, made a full gesture, and said proudly: "We are different from other production teams."

"Huh?" Amanda tilted her head, wishing to hear more about it.

"I'm rich!" Jalens folded his hands on his chest, and said the words plainly with a sense of course, "I can give you three times the salary."

Amanda suppressed her smile.

Jalens also looked back at each other without fear, but he was hiding behind the dark glasses despicably.

Just when Han Jue thought that Amanda felt insulted by Jalens' money. I was planning to open my mouth to reconcile it.

Then, Han Jue looked at the two people in front of him reaching out and shaking hands at the same time, reaching a consensus.

Han Jue shook his head, looked back at the hamburgers and steaks on the table, and decided to eat his own. He and the two people next to him who had no artist backbone had to draw a clear line.

Under the Jin Yuan offensive, the team building got off to a good start and made great progress. Jalens was full of ambition, and Han Jue was also very happy to get a free dinner. He took the opportunity to order an extra steak, saying that he wanted to celebrate.

Things seem to be going in a good direction.

(This cameraman is Han Jue's regular team later, so he has a role in the scene, so I will briefly describe it, don't blame me.)

In the evening...not reconciled...