Movie Master

Percy Bradley, Lance's second assistant at Diorama Films.

In fact, after the quarrel between Lance and Ryan, Lance began to secretly contact his cronies in Diorama Films one after another, trying to re-form a team and set off again. But the cruel reality gave Lance another blow. Only Percy responded to Lance's invitation, handed in his resignation letter without hesitation, and came to Lance that night. Everyone else shirked with various excuses.

Lance had no choice but to smile wryly. Diorama Films is a thriving production company with a bright future; but he has nothing and is alone. It is not easy for a polished commander to regain his fortune. He was helpless, he was angry, but he couldn't blame those people - because they were just migrant workers.

Lance's attendance at Karel's funeral was obviously to make a comeback; but unfortunately, at this funeral, Li Jin replaced Lance, and then... there was no more. Li Jin came to New York to open up a new world, while Percy was left in Los Angeles.

In fact, Percy later traveled to New York three times to visit Lance. But at that time, Li Jin didn't seem very enthusiastic, and just managed it reluctantly. After that, Percy disappeared, and when Li Jin merged Lance's memory, she couldn't find Percy anymore.

For Percy, Lance always carried a guilt in his heart.

Ten years later, when I heard Percy's voice again, I was filled with emotions but mixed feelings, and it was difficult to express for a while. However, Percy on the other end of the phone did not have such barriers, and his answer followed immediately, Lance, is the funeral over? So, how is the harvest? The coldness in the voice disappeared quietly, and the tone of voice contained There was a touch of lightness.

Lance's left hand tightened slightly, his thumb rubbed his index finger unconsciously, and the thoughts rolling in his mind slowly settled down, It's a bit complicated, I can't explain it on the phone for a while...

Then let's talk about it in detail when we get back. Percy's nonchalant voice interrupted Lance's words.

Just as Lance was about to tell Percy about the car engine reimbursement, Percy's voice came from the other end of the receiver, By the way, I sorted out all the information today, and I haven't finished it yet—God , you should really sort it out. However, it is still a lot of gains. I found that you have the copyright of several novels under your name. Maybe this can be our next development direction, but I read the list of those novels carefully. , Portuguese, Spanish, French... are all a bunch of inexplicable things, I really don't know what kind of thinking you have in buying these copyrights. And then...

Stop...stop! Lance found that Percy's words were like a torrential river, uninterrupted. He tried several times to intervene but couldn't get in, and found that Percy had no intention of stopping. , Lance had to interrupt Percy aloud.

On the other end of the phone, Percy finally stopped. Lance raised his hand and touched the end of his left eyebrow, thinking about how to speak, but in the end he decided to go straight to the point and cut off all the politeness and hypocrisy, I My car broke down, my engine died, and I need you to drive over and pick me up. Then call the garage—my phone is dying.

Percy paused for a while, making sure that Lance had nothing else to say, and then said, Okay, no problem, where are you now?

Lance looked around and looked at the surrounding landmarks, I just got off from 405, and I'm on Sunset Boulevard, near UCLA.

Percy couldn't help being stunned. It was the opposite direction to Lance's house, but he swallowed his doubts, I'll go there now, and I'll arrive in twenty minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Lance wanted to put the phone in his pocket. He looked down and realized that he was wearing a custom-made suit today, and the pocket of his trousers was not suitable for a phone. Lance even touched the pocket of his jacket again. Only then did he realize that all his pockets were empty, so he had been trying to find chocolate or candy just now, but he still couldn't find it.

Sweets are a habit that Li Jin has never been able to quit, even after becoming Lancelot. Over the years, Lance has long been used to carrying sweets with him, but now that he has returned to 2002, there is naturally no sweets in his pocket, which makes him very uncomfortable.

I looked around and found a row of shops 300 yards ahead, in which a 7/11 logo could be vaguely seen. Lance reached out from the passenger seat, pulled out the car key, and was about to go to the convenience store, but only two steps away, a sudden gust of wind hit, flying sand and rocks in an instant, and the situation changed color, as if a time machine started to operate So-so, it almost made Lance think he was going to cross again.

But this time it was obvious that Lance was thinking too much, and the rainstorm hit!

The bean-sized raindrops poured down in a blink of an eye, and the dense raindrops were connected into one piece, and the sky was full of water droplets, as if you were in the Niagara Falls. Sure enough, it was summer, and the rainstorm came without warning. One second, the sun was shining brightly, and the next second, the sky was falling apart.

Lance was completely caught off guard. According to his memory, he quickly walked to the rear of the car, opened the rear compartment, and sure enough, he saw a long-handled umbrella lying inside, and the bright red color was particularly conspicuous. Lance didn't have time to think about it. He picked up the umbrella and propped it up. The sky and earth under the umbrella separated him from the heavy rain. The dense raindrops fell on the umbrella, as if the whole world had quieted down. generally.

Supporting the umbrella, Lance took a deep and shallow step towards the direction of the convenience store.

In the torrential rain, layers of clouds covered the sky so tightly that not even a ray of light could come through. Behind the clouds, the golden sun released its energy with all its strength, and barely outlined a shallow line on the edge of the dense dark clouds. The golden color makes the dark clouds turn into a deep gray, just like a splash of thick ink slowly blurring in the clear water, the shades of black, white and gray are rendered layer by layer, revealing a magnificent atmosphere but lingering Graceful charm.

Dense raindrops fall from a high altitude, and the gravity will stretch the round raindrops into thin raindrops, like a natural curtain, connecting the sky and the ground. The earth was also dyed a blurred dark gray.

The dense water vapor slowly spreads between the raindrops, hiding the distant scenery behind the thick mist, as if the whole city has disappeared, the residential buildings and green parks in the distance, and the campus teaching nearby The towers are like a mysterious fairyland, and they have no chance to see them. Even at the end of the straight road, a light mist was surging, reducing the field of vision to within a radius of thirty yards.

The torrential rain almost gave people the illusion that a big hole had been broken in the sky, and all the raindrops poured down like a waterfall without hindrance.

Emma-Stone (Emma-Stone) hugged her knees tightly, looking at the sudden rainstorm in front of her with a look of annoyance. The street in front of her had already started to accumulate water, making it impossible to move an inch. Looking back at the convenience store behind her, she breathed a sigh of relief, at least she didn't have to worry about being hungry.

Looking at the rain curtain in front of her again, it seemed that there was no gap at all, and then, Emma saw the red patch.

In this layer of rain curtains, a bright red umbrella is slowly moving forward. The turbulent color is burning like the fire of hell in the dark world, and the raindrops are constantly pouring on the red, A hazy water mist splashed up, and the color that was repeatedly washed by the rain became brighter and brighter. It seemed that even the surrounding water mist was dyed with that bewitching red color, supporting a small world. Slowly moving forward amidst the doomsday-like squalls and rainstorms.

Under the umbrella, the tall and straight figure is like a green pine tree, as if it is strong enough to support the whole world. The black suit pants splashed by rainwater outline the slender legs like ink, standing firmly and calmly in the hazy ink-colored water Walking slowly in the fog, as if even the torrential rain couldn't disturb his pace.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down, splitting the entire sky in two, just like Moses standing on the Red Sea, and the magic spell slowly opened the unfathomable sea. Immediately afterwards, the second and third bolts of lightning struck down one after another, and the water vapor in the air was blown away, projecting that silver light, instantly lighting up the entire gray world, creating a kind of The illusion of time and space being smashed into countless fragments, the thickness and shock of disintegration vented down with the sound of thunder, and the whole world began to shake.

But in this momentary radiance of youth, that red flower is so dazzling, it moves forward slowly, as if gathering all the colors of the world here, that bright and The flirtatious colors make all the black, white, and gray surroundings stand still, leaving only the only red dancing lightly. There is only one kind of red, but it is suffocatingly colorful; there is only one space, but it stretches endlessly between the rain and fog.

Emma couldn't help opening her mouth slightly, watching the red patch slowly approaching in amazement, as if witnessing someone breaking into London's Platform 9 and Three Quarters. Emma tried to see clearly the figure hidden under the umbrella, but she could only see a thick ink, and nothing else.

The umbrella was getting closer and closer, and the soft light at the entrance of the convenience store penetrated the lingering mist, depicting the face under the red umbrella bit by bit. A little bit of softness, the thin lips are pursed lightly, and the bright red is engulfed in the water vapor, and the soft arc outlines a soul-stirring charm, as if all the colors in the world have disappeared.

The footsteps got closer, and then Emma suddenly crashed into the boundless azure, deep and vast, and the lingering melancholy and confusion were like golden sunlight falling on the surface of the ocean in the morning. It is the rain curtain all over the sky, even a world that has lost its light, even a dark space, it cannot be blocked, bursting out a strong and fragile, retro and elegant fatal attraction.

In an instant, the heart stopped beating.