Movie Master

Did anything happen on the news last night? Why is there no news from him at all? Why did reporters suddenly show up at his door? The Good Night and Good Luck campaign just started today, did the reporters come a little too early?

Looking at the crowd of people in front of him, George was a little caught off guard. After a rough look, there were at least a hundred journalists crowding in his sight, not including the ones not seen in the blind corners of his sight. Such a scene was too exaggerated, even if Brad - Pitt's derailment door is not such a lineup.

George habitually twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an elegant smile, and wanted to make a joke, but his eyes were attracted by the postman in front of him, and he was a little dazed for a while. The postman appears in a circle surrounded by reporters? Such a scene is really too weird, and there is a sense of absurd joy.

The postman looked a little flustered—any ordinary person was suddenly surrounded by more than a hundred people, and it would be difficult not to panic. He stood there at a loss, and every detail of his body was filled with his thoughts of wanting to flee. , but he had to stand on the aisle at the door and wait patiently.

When the postman saw George, his eyes sparkled with excitement, and he rushed forward in two strides, and George had just had time to see him. Just in a daze, the postman quickly handed over the envelope, Mr. George Clooney? Although George was a little surprised, he still nodded with a smile on his face. He just wanted to make a joke, but the postman interrupted , This is your court summons, please sign for it.

George's eyes fell on the envelope, and he paused, So this is a Halloween joke?

In normal times, this sentence would have caused the reporters to roar with laughter, but at this time there was no sound. George couldn't help being a little flustered. He raised his head and looked around for a week. The reporters' eyes were obviously full of expectations, which meant...the reporters knew something he didn't know.

So, what's going on?

George took the envelope, and signed it quickly under the staring eyes of the postman. He wanted to say something more to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't want the postman to give him any face. He just turned around and left. This made George a little embarrassed. And a little annoyed.

The crowd made way for the postman to leave quickly, and then closed again, getting closer to George's direction. A pair of scorching eyes fell on him, as if they could take his clothes off at any time. Incinerate.

George knew that he could choose to run away, because the subpoena was also his personal privacy, and the reporters had nothing to do with him when he refused to disclose the information. But George was unwilling to escape.

First of all, Good night, good luck is now in full swing, and today is about to start the school's public relations. Incomparable; secondly, he could feel that these reporters came here for this subpoena. Although he didn't know the reason, those wolf-like eyes would never give up. He can run away now, but However, the development of the situation could not be stopped.

Therefore, instead of running away in embarrassment, it is better to face it calmly. This is a good thing for his image and the school's public relations.

Phew, no matter who the prankster is, he succeeded this year. George said jokingly, still with that calm smile, regarding the so-called subpoena as part of a Halloween prank. However, the smiles in the eyes of the reporters at the scene made George feel very uncomfortable, because it was not a smile of approval, but a smile of ridicule and sarcasm.

Lowering his eyes to hide his emotions, George quickly opened the envelope and browsed through it at a glance, and then George's brows became tangled uncontrollably—even if his internal strength is as deep as his, he can hardly hide his inner mountain at this time. The tsunami, George even had to re-read the content of the subpoena seriously again, as if he was a complete loser.

Lance! It was Lance! It was actually Lance's subpoena suing Good Night, Good Luck for plagiarism and infringement of the script!

Crazy, Lancelot Strelow must be crazy! That deranged lunatic! The mad dog who spread the virus everywhere after losing his mind! A psychopath who desperately wants to kill the fish!

If Lance was standing in front of him at this time, George was not sure if he would lose his mind and throw his fist at Lance, throwing his elegant image into the sky; but even if Lance was not in front of him, George still couldn't control his fist The ground tightened, tightened again, the muscles of the whole body were tense to the extreme, the subpoena had been pinched and trembled slightly, as if it would explode in the next moment. Years of self-cultivation had reached the brink of collapse at this moment.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath...go/he/fuck take a deep breath! He is now going to use his teeth to gnaw off Lance's flesh and blood bit by bit, so that Lance can feel the extreme pain that he can't live but can't die! Take a deep breath, he must take a deep breath, if the image collapses at this moment, it will really fall short.

For the first time, George found it so difficult to outline the corners of his mouth, and the simplest facial expression of smiling almost consumed all his strength at this time.

Looking up, George faced the reporter with a smile, and then chuckled twice, So, you all know? I'm the only one who is kept in the dark? George felt that his nails were about to pierce. It was in the palm of his hand, and it took almost all his strength to maintain the grace at the moment. He tried to respond lightly, but it was so difficult. Damn Lance, he's going to tear that bastard into pieces! Who can tell me what's going on?

George will not express his position easily, because he doesn't know what the situation is, what Lance revealed, and what the reporters know. If he acts rashly at this time, he may blow his cards.

Lance has officially filed a lawsuit with the court, suing the script of 'Good Night, Good Luck' for plagiarism and infringement! A reporter shouted, So, is that a subpoena from the court? Although it is a question sentence, the words are sure , This is another humiliation for George, as if his character has been greatly questioned.

Haha, it's really interesting. George's laughter was very dry and extremely difficult. He only felt that his lungs were about to explode, but he had to suppress his emotions, I think there must be some misunderstanding between me and Lance .I don't know what he said to you, but we all know that we are good friends and have always been. 'Good night, good luck' from the preparation to the release of this work, we have been communicating... some time ago The foreshadowing finally worked, So, there must be some misunderstanding between us, I really don't know what he said to you...

George has always been ambiguous, avoiding the point, fooling reporters with formulas, and he will not express any views until the matter is more clear.

Lance didn't say anything. The reporter's voice rose again as George repeated the same words twice.

George shrugged his shoulders pretending to be relaxed, Exactly, I believe Lance must have difficulties. This sentence seemed to be meaningful, We need to have a good communication. After the misunderstanding is resolved, we will be the first Time will tell. George was a master at avoiding the spotlight.

So, you're saying, you didn't plagiarize Lance's script? But the reporter obviously wouldn't let George go easily.

George folded the subpoena one by one, but that seemingly slow movement contained great power, as if the paper could be torn apart at any time, Oh. George smiled awkwardly. After all, he did not engage in politics. When encountering such an unexpected situation, it is inevitable to be a little flustered, which leaked his true inner emotions, but he quickly covered it up, I will have a good communication with Lance, and after the communication is over, I will tell you Everyone.

It is still a set of Tai Chi, bypassing the core problem.

After finishing speaking, George stuffed the summons into his suit pocket and took a step forward, I need to go to work now, please make way.

Because of George's action, the reporters suddenly became turbulent, bustling and began to swarm forward, George, are you really plagiarizing, Is what Lance said true, The inspiration and first draft of the script came from Is it because of Lance, In the face of such a scandal, do you have anything to say?, The film critics gave this work rave reviews, is it because of Lance?, So you are also Lance in the process of directing. Did you work hard?...

The problem was like a torrential rainstorm, and it fell like a storm, leaving George with no room to breathe. He just felt like a destroyed canoe tossing in the turbulent waves. He was completely involuntary and could only follow the ups and downs of the waves , The waves hit the head and face one after another, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

In the short distance of twenty yards, George walked for fifteen minutes, as if he was wading through mountains and rivers, before he got into his car with difficulty. George held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, unable to vent his outrageous anger. He had to flee the scene first, and then calm down after escaping, thinking carefully about what was going on and how he should respond.

Because of the precautions taken before, he still has many choices now. He can shift the responsibility to Diorama Films, he can also shift the responsibility to Lance, and he can even tear up his face with Lance and sue Lan in turn. Lance framed it... Anyway, Lance didn't have any evidence, and he did participate in the creation of the script at the beginning.

If Lance thought that would break him, then Lance was naive. He will not admit defeat, he will never admit defeat easily! He will not easily bury everything he created with his own hands! If Lance wants to go to war, then he will accompany him to the end!

However, George seemed to have miscalculated this time. Before he could catch his breath, the second wave of attacks had arrived.