Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

"He must have been stumped by something more," Gaston said. "There is still an hour before the opening, don't worry. Wait."

He calmly glanced at the agitated crowd around him, his cold expression deterred the crew members who were about to take the stage to a certain extent, and the voice of discussion became quieter.

At this time, as the person who should be in charge of the overall situation, director Abel finally had to bite the bullet and say:

"Usually Carl is solid in big events, but I have to say that even I'm not sure what counts in his mind as an 'important event' - Karl is himself after all. Someone who can be absent from the company's board of directors. We have to prepare for the worst."

"But our propaganda says it all..."

"For God's sake! Of course I know what our movie promo said!" Abel yelled, "But we can't get in touch with the guy who was supposed to be there an hour ago, and damn it That guy is not only our immediate boss, but also someone who no one wants to offend if he wants to continue to hang out in the circle! Even if the call gets through, if he says 'I'm in a hurry and can't come now', you come and tell me, we What else can I do?"

"Carl wouldn't say that." Ethan smiled and shook his head. He was probably the most calm person present. "He will definitely come, but it may take some time."

"I hope so." Abel sighed. The fat middle-aged man put one hand on his hips and raised the other to rub his brows. Every inch of skin on his body expressed his anxiety. "I'm starting to regret that when we promoted It's too full of words, God, why didn't we think of leaving some suspense for the anticipating audience..."

No one answered Abel's question, but the answer to this question came to everyone's minds when he asked it.

Of course it's because of Carl.Al's popularity is surprisingly high, and he actually agreed to come to the X-Men premiere.

There is a difference between fame and fame, as Carl.Al has a very full embodiment.

I don’t know how long ago, he was still quite unfamiliar and distant in the hearts of the younger generation of the American Emperor. It was the kind of person that everyone knew but few people would be interested in, or even if someone was interested, he would not be able to find too much. Get more news and materials related to him, and finally gradually shift your interest to other "rich guys" who are on the other side. Although his reputation is great, he can't attract too many young people's attention.

In recent days, as those big news that have caused a sensation in the entire United States and even the entire world have been thrown out one after another, Carl.The name Al was vaguely lingering among the big and small news, and he seemed to have suddenly become a...how should I put it?A guy who makes people feel very familiar and approachable.

Like his two high-profile friends, Tony.Stark and Bruce.Wayne.

It's just that he doesn't have the flirtatiousness of these two people, nor the incomprehension of these two people, Carl.Ale is a milder, more pleasant version.

If Tony.Stark and Bruce.Wayne compared it to an affair in a bar, Carl.Al is like an encounter in a breakfast shop. The former is always associated with thrills, alcohol and sex, but the latter makes people feel the aroma of morning dew, coffee and bread.

This change in the image in the eyes of the public is extremely slow and subtle. Ordinary people rarely notice such changes. Hollywood, which has an extremely subtle perception of this aspect, quickly captures the difference between Carl today and Carl in the past. , and responded immediately.

For example, will Carl.Al as one of the publicity stunts.

When people learned from Carl's Facebook that he would be at the X-Men press conference and maybe do a little work in the follow-up promotion (his own disclosure), it was exactly what Abel expected Even if they didn't buy movie tickets, people who didn't plan to watch the movie originally said through various media that they would pay attention to the live broadcast of the premiere ceremony and the follow-up of the movie.

D&M's golden signs and banknotes clear the way, Ethan and Gaston's flawless publicity performances, the hard work of the entire crew, plus a little Carl.Al's charisma... Abel has so much expectation for this movie before, and now he is so frightened.

With 10 minutes left before the premiere ceremony, people began to make final preparations. The audience who bought and received premiere tickets began to enter the venue in an orderly manner, and the staff was busy making final preparations behind the scenes.

And Carl.Al hasn't arrived yet.

Abel felt that he was about to pass out. The assistant director, who was also his assistant, noticed that the director's condition was very bad, so he nervously helped him to sit in an open place, and tried to find quick effects from Abel's pocket. Drugs such as Jiuxin Pills.

"Go away, you idiot!" Abel cursed angrily, "My heart is fine! But if today's incident happens again, I really have to prepare emergency medicine for myself..."

"I recommend you keep a small bottle of portable whiskey in your pocket." Ethan interrupted seriously, "Don't underestimate it, a sip of that stuff can save your life when it's critical."

Abel didn't even bother to answer him.

5 minutes to go.

Connor grabbed Carl's hand and refused to leave the candy store——Carl took him out of the cake shop half an hour ago, and packed six cakes for him to eat on the way—this idiot From all aspects, children's hobbies are really like ordinary human beings.

It's just that the strength is not the same.

Being dragged so hard that he couldn't walk was a rather novel experience for Carl. Connor dragged one of his arms with both hands, so hard that his little face flushed.

"Look again, look again." He tried his best to wink his big round eyes at Carl, begging in a pitiful low voice, "I won't eat, daddy, I'll just stay and take a look."

In such a short time together, Little Connor has figured out the most effective offensive against Carl.

It's useless to reason with daddy, this is completely different from when he gets along with papa, with papa, as long as he has a suitable reason, he won't be rejected, but in front of daddy... well, how should I put it, daddy He won't refute him in particular, but when Connor reacts, things will always develop in a direction he doesn't like.

"Since you don't eat, what's the point of continuing to watch it?" Carl simply didn't leave, squatting in front of Connor, hugging the little boy into his arms, "Watching too much will only increase your troubles. "

He didn't worry that he and Connor would look too conspicuous just standing there. This is a candy store, and there are quite a few little guys of the same age as Connor, and of course there are quite a few of them crying for their father. Or maybe my mother bought a little more, and Connor was already pretty docile by comparison.

The clerks have probably seen similar scenes a lot.

As long as the children don't show signs of messing around and damaging the products, they just stand there smiling, with their hands neatly placed in front of their stomachs, pretending that they are lifeless plastic products.

"...Okay, baby." Carl sighed helplessly, "You forced me to do this."

3 minutes to go.

He hugged Connor by the waist, firmly restrained Connor's upper body and two arms with one hand, wrapped Connor's legs with one hand, and locked the little boy in his arms with skill , Connor didn't react at first, but quickly realized what happened, and took a breath in Carl's arms.

"Daddy!" He yelled angrily, twisting his body desperately, but his struggling movements were very weak because Carl's focus was too clever.

He didn't look like he was struggling hard, more like he was acting like a baby in his father's arms.

"Good, good, good." Carl responded with a sneer and a few smiles, and walked out under the smiling eyes of the shop assistants. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped in front of the cashier again.

There were many people watching in the candy store, and relatively few people buying. The front of the cash register was empty. Carl took a few steps back with Connor in his arms. Throw the lollipop to the cashier.

"Checkout," Carl said.

The clerk looked at him in amazement as he easily held the little boy on his chest with one hand, and smiled and accepted the just-right amount of cash that Carl handed over.

"I wish you a happy shopping, sir, and welcome to visit next time." She said sweetly, "Your baby is very cute."

Connor suddenly buried his red face into Carl's shoulder.

2 minutes to go.

"You have to be good, you know?" Carl hadn't forgotten to teach Connor when he was on the road, "Don't run around, I told you to stay somewhere, you just sit there and don't move - I already told Wanda Well, she will stay in the backstage workshop to take care of you, don't bully my sister, you know?"

"I think I should call her Auntie..."

"What nonsense?" Carl snorted lightly.

He stretched out a finger in front of his face, and then told Connor very seriously, "Every beautiful woman should be called Miss, you know?"

"What about the not-beautiful woman?"

"There are no women in the world who are not beautiful," Carl said. "It's because other people don't appreciate their beauty."

1 minutes to go.

The relevant personnel who should be on stage for the first time began to appear in an orderly manner. Ethan and Gaston were in pretty good condition. I'm about to get sick.

He still held some faint expectations in his heart. He knew Karl a little bit. Although that guy always gave people an unreliable feeling, he unexpectedly made people feel safe when he did things. Anyway, he It's impossible to regret something when it comes to the end of the promise, right?

Then the entrance door opened, and Carl... Phew, a red-haired Wanda walked in calmly.

It's over, Abel thought.

However, the first thing Wanda did after entering the door was not to close the door, but to turn sideways and give up her seat. Abel stared at the door, his heart jumped into his throat, he stared and stared until a possible A little boy who was slightly taller than Wanda's knee came in.

pat.

It was the sound of a heart bursting.

Abel was sure the little boy couldn't be Carl.Al.

he is carlAl's son was about the same.

But even Carl.And what about Al's son?What does it have to do with him and with this premiere tonight?What does it have to do with the news that they were guaranteed a ticket during the promotional period?What does it have to do with the movie's reputation?

Carl.Can Al's son help him in his current situation?No!

The ups and downs in mood made the director a little depressed. He sighed sadly, and looked away depressedly. Hearing the soft exclamations of the staff around him, he felt very tired...

Is he the only one who cares about the movie's box office and reputation? !

The author has something to say: Carl: Yes, Abel.Only you care.