walk with jimmy

Guy Ritchie is so pitiful!

He didn't make a documentary until Christmas was coming soon.

During this period, no matter how threatened James was, it was useless.

In the end, the Christmas present for [Planet Fan Club] had to be changed ad hoc.

After everyone continued to brainstorm, they racked their brains to come up with a second solution.

Abel contacted the manufacturer and bought a bunch of cheap blank tapes.

He then asked Lance to write a Christmas song in the style of the Planets, or a light adaptation of "Merry Christmas" if time ran out.Then, everyone wanted to come up with a few words of congratulations, and after thinking about it, everyone in the band went into the recording studio together, recorded all of these into the batch of blank tapes, and sent them to all members and fans.

James and the others have no objections.

But in order to avoid fans not liking it, they specifically consulted the girls who were the first few organizers of [Planet Fan Club].

These little girls have been suffering a lot recently. They always feel that they have caused a big disaster, especially doing bad things with good intentions and causing trouble for their favorite band.

At this time, the band members pulled them over to refer to the gifts for the fans, and everyone was flattered, and they all said that it would be great to get such a tape!

However, they also made some useful comments.

Because, fans want to know the members of the band very much.

Therefore, they suggested: "Can we add another column like [Return to Fans' Questions], pick some questions that are not what reporters want to ask, but fans often ask, and answer accordingly."

Considering that only the fans will know what the fans want to know, they simply left this [Reply to the fans] to these few guilty little girls to deal with.

Find something for them to do, so as not to look at everyone with a look of shame every day.

The girls were overwhelmed with surprise, and immediately ran to get busy with high spirits.

At this time, Guy Ritchie continued to wave.

And, since Christmas presents are another thought, James is more at ease without the constant urging.

However, the good times didn't pass for a few days.

Except for James and the others...

Mixer Records also started to freak out.

The documentary project was created before Abel was fired.

At that time, Able applied for a production fee of [-] pounds in the company's treasury department for the director of the documentary, namely Guy Ritchie.

Therefore, if Guy Ritchie doesn't make a documentary and sell it, the whole company will be throwing in [-] pounds for nothing, but there is no way to get back the money!How cheating!

Watching the time go by day by day, there is not even a shadow of the documentary that was planned to be sold!What is this called? !

Mixer Records immediately sent a representative to rush over, and angrily set a deadline for Guy Ritchie, warning him that if he couldn't get the documentary out by the deadline, he would be ready to see the court.

So, when James ran to find Guy Ritchie again, he found him sitting quietly on the ground, flipping through a book of laws with an unhappy expression on his face.

Confused, he asked, "Dude, what are you doing?"

Guy Ritchie replied melancholy and coolly: "I'll see how long I'll be in jail if I'm brought to court for breach of contract."

"Damn it, can't it?" James was completely stupid.

He hired Britain's future talented directors to make documentaries for himself, for the purpose of pretending to be coercive in the future, not to put people in prison.

"Mixer Records is going to sue me, and I'm going to go to jail for sure."

"Hey, you...why are you doing this? Why don't you just make the documentary?"

"No, I won't release things that I'm not even satisfied with."

When Guy Ritchie said this, his whole body seemed to be shining with holy light.

He has a firm expression, and he exudes the noble aura of a famous director who refuses to compromise for art.

James' anger and resentment at the other party's constant delays disappeared in an instant.

He bit his cigarette butt and thought for a while: "Don't, buddy. Don't worry, I'll help you find a way. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will let you go to jail."

Guy Ritchie couldn't help but looked up at him in surprise, his expression slightly moved.

Then, James ran to Abel, begging him to help him find a bridge with Mixer Records.Let yourself pay for the full rights to that tour documentary.

In this way, no matter how late Guy Ritchie procrastinates, it will not cause losses to Mixer, and Mixer will also save the trouble of spending money to hire someone to fight the lawsuit.

Abel looked at him in amazement: "Are you crazy, Jimmy? Although Guy Ritchie is the director you recommended, you are indeed responsible for the loss. But this has become a fait accompli, and there is no legal provision to recommend It's someone's fault, let Mixer company go to court with that damned Guy Ritchie, why are you messing with it? Besides, that bastard Guy Ritchie obviously can't make a documentary, this thing has been ruined! Your money has been paid There's nowhere to spend it, do you have to throw it out?"

James didn't know what to say.

Even he himself thought it was nonsense, but he really felt guilty deep down in his heart.After all, it would be too bad if the fate of Guy Ritchie's future director changed because of his messing around.

So, to redeem mistakes...

He stubbornly stuck to his decision.

After all, Abel couldn't hold back him, so he agreed.

But he couldn't help but warn the boy he liked: "Jimmy, sometimes don't talk too much about useless loyalty."

James smiled silly.

Afterwards, he returned to Guy Ritchie's residence, without mentioning the [-] pounds that might be spent, and just said lightly: "Okay, the matter is settled, you can make the documentary slowly, Just let me know when it comes out.”

Guy Ritchie looked at him in shock, and after a long time, he said moved, "Thanks, brother."

But when James wanted to leave, he suddenly shouted again: "Jimmy!"

"What else?" James turned around.

Guy Ritchie said slowly, "Actually, I've written a script in the past two months and want to make a movie... Would you like to give me some money?"

In the past two months, I wrote a script and wanted to make a movie!

In the past two months, I have written a script...

Two months... wrote a script!

Wrote a screenplay! !

There was a buzzing sound in James' head!

He realized immediately that he had been duped.

Can't make a documentary in two months?

Hold!I've been fucking writing scripts for two months!

"Damn it, Guy Ritchie! How the hell do you have the guts to say such things to me?" James exploded in anger!

"Because I don't want to lie to you, man," Guy Ritchie said sincerely.

"You don't want to lie to me, so you just do it?"

"I can't help it either."

"What about the documentary?"

"I'm not inspired."

"But you have the inspiration to write a script!"

"Yes, I'm inspired to write a script!"

"How dare you ask me to give you money!"

"...I have no money myself."

Do I look fucking taken for a ride?

James rushed forward furiously, wanting to punch him in the nose.

But the problem is...

He accidentally saw the crooked title on the script - "Two Smoking Barrels"!

"What did you just say? Let me invest?"

"If you don't want to..."

"No no no, I would."

"..."

invest!Must invest!

A fool would not vote!

Two big smoking guns, that is the film history classic that made Guy Ritchie famous in the first battle, and he won't lose money.

James' attitude suddenly changed for the better.

He turned his fist into a pat on the shoulder, and immediately cheered up for his friend: "Come on, come on!"

Guy Ritchie looked puzzled, looking at each other as if he was looking crazy.

Moreover, he was very uncomfortable with this wave of operations by James.

because……

[Jimmy's attitude made me think for a while that he had a crush on me. ]

He told the interviewing reporter about the whole process of what happened, and then began to explain his mental journey at that time: [The band's documentary is really no fun to me, so I have been too lazy to deal with it.This is not a lie, it is indeed uninspired.But it is also true that I spend all the time I spend on documentaries conceiving scripts.I didn't even intend to tell the truth, but when a friend is sincere to you, it's hard to lie to him again.So, I told the truth, as for attracting investment, it's easy to say.No matter who is put on this matter, it is very angry, I understand.So, I thought Jimmy was going to beat me up.But he didn't, and he wanted to invest in me.You say, what friend would be so selfless?Does he have a crush on me? ]

This interview gave the blond lead singer, who has already crossed all walks of life, another scandal with a famous director.

After seeing this interview, James was so angry that he finally came to the door and beat him up, making up for years of regret.

However, this is all for the future...

So far, it's still a bit far from investing in movies.

Guy Ritchie may have really just asked in passing, the script is still a draft.

At the same time, he is very self-aware that he still needs to practice for a long time, and he does not have the corresponding experience and skills for the time being. He plans to prepare for two or three years, and then do it when he is completely sure.

Based on his trust in that legendary movie, not only was James no longer disappointed by his delay, but he showed very strong confidence and encouraged him from time to time.

But no one knows where his inexplicable confidence comes from?

So, don't say Guy Ritchie...

Even Lance, who had been watching coldly, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Jimmy, you seem to have been busy lately?"

"No, I'm not busy!"

"I think you're pretty busy."

"No, I'm really not busy."

"You are very busy."

"Uh... what are you trying to say?"

"Come on, shall we chat for a while?"

"What are you talking about?"

They ran to bed and chatted for a long night...

During the period, James kept assuring him: "I only admire Guy Ritchie for his talent, absolutely nothing else, I swear."

"Okay, I have no other meaning."

Lance deliberately imitated his tone and said, "What I'm doing to you now is just a physical appreciation."

This seemed to really piss Lance off.

After all, James never said it would cost him £[-].

——So, is it because of money?

——No, because you prefer to spend money on whom.

——So, it’s still money!

I worked hard all night, and the next day I had to go to the recording studio to record and solve the Christmas gift problem of [Planet Fan Club].

For the first time, James felt a little lack of energy.

Theo looked at him for a long time, and suddenly asked curiously: "Jimmy, what did you do last night?"

Then, he thought for a while and said, "Walking seems a bit out of character?"

"Grass mud horse, it's none of your business!" James blurted out, blushing immediately.

Baldwin just walked over from behind. Hearing this, he couldn't help raising his hand angrily, patted his lead singer on the shoulder vigorously, and frowned as a reminder: "Jimmy, keep your mouth clean..."

"That's a teammate, not your enemy."

The second half of the sentence is still in my mouth...

Just a light slap on the shoulder, but there was a 'plop' sound, the normally arrogant blond lead singer's legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground on the spot.

Baldwin stared blankly at the hand that was still raised in mid-air, completely unaware of what was going on.

He almost suspected that he had suddenly acquired some super power, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Theo was also shocked by this scene: "Damn it, Baldwin. You, you are so kind to me! Protect me so much!"

He stared in awe at what he never noticed before, until now... the drummer's strong arms and strong muscles belonged to the working class. : "We're just bickering, Jimmy...well, you didn't actually slap Jimmy on the ground, and I don't blame him."

"I'm not working hard! I'm really not working hard!" Baldwin couldn't argue, feeling very wronged.

But everyone in the studio didn't believe it.

They all had expressions of admiration of 'So you are the strongest hidden combat force on the planet'.

The wife is fucking ashamed!

James, who was kneeling on the ground and didn't get up, wanted to dig a hole and get in immediately. His whole body was about to spontaneously combust, and he had never been so embarrassing.

Baldwin is a good guy.

Out of guilt, he hurriedly helped James up, and no matter how angry the other party was, he kept apologizing beside him: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I used too much strength...I'm sorry... ..."

"No, it's not your fault."

James said vaguely and gritted his teeth.

However, what is the real culprit doing?

The black-haired guitarist was a jerk standing not far away with a cigarette in his mouth, as if nothing happened to him, laughing while watching the excitement.