Fang Yuan has some silly looking at the group of American girls, at this moment, the group of American girls face is the color of fanaticism, there pulling banners, shouting some words Fang Yuan can't understand, Fang Yuan wrinkled good-looking little nose, she doesn't like this kind of too noisy atmosphere.
Mo Jincheng saw this scene and said, "well, Mr. Michael, let's go directly to your film and television company. There's a little noise here."
Michael said in English, "don't you talk to your crazy fans? You know, the reporters here have exaggerated the news that you came to our country to the extreme. You get that you are coming to Hollywood, and the American girl who lives far away from home runs over in a car all night! "
Mo Jincheng looks at these fanatical fans and waves his hand to them with a smile: "I'm glad to meet you! I am very happy to come to Here! I'm glad to meet you. I'm glad to be here
When the American girls heard Mo Jincheng's words, what they said was their own country's words, they became crazy. They were all at a loss.
Fang Yuan turned around and looked at her husband: "you are their idol, won't you, your fame is not so big?"
Mo Jincheng nodded: "at least bigger than yours!"
Square and circle: (ー)_ ー)!
At this time, the group of fanatical fans saw Mo Jincheng talking to a woman. In a moment, they became angry.
"Get out of the way, that woman. We're here to see our old mo. get out of the way!"
"Ha ha, he can't be Mr. Mo Jincheng's wife! Not at all
Fang Yuan looked at this group of fanatical star chasers, and the strong sense of excitement in his eyes, which could drip blood, was also at a loss for a moment.
When Mo Jincheng sees that his beloved is so scared, he comes directly to Fang Yuan and blocks the group of star chasers. With a warm smile on his face, he greets the group of star chasers.
In order to calm the uneasiness in Fang Yuan's heart, Mo Jincheng does not hesitate to push away the airport's repeated retention and the group of star chasers' desperate eyes, and insists on following Michael on the bus.
"I don't think you should be like this. If you are like this, you will do great harm to your fans. You know, they are all your fans!" Michael said directly.
Mo Jincheng touched the head of the woman beside him and said, "Mr. Michael, I think my lover is more important!"
Michael looked in the rearview mirror and saw the two young lovers' glued faces, smiling.
This is the taste of love, two people may be flash marriage, perhaps, first get married and then love, otherwise at this moment how love still keeps vitality.
The car started, leaving exhaust on the road. Two young lovers were watching the Hollywood scenery in the back of the car.
Hollywood is not as beautiful as imagined, just like the scene before the British Dahlia turned into black dahlia. Maybe it's heaven, maybe it's hell.
At this moment, the mountain signs of the dilapidated Hollywood tell us about the development of Hollywood in recent years. Not to say well, at least it is not as good as before. It has become rotten and obsolete.
Finally, the car stopped in front of a film and television company, and the three people got off and came to the film and television company.
Michael was very nervous. He said to Mo Jincheng in English: "I didn't do a good job in the last play. I don't think I could have done it if you didn't show up today. At least the company won't let me do this kind of too small thing again. They like big Productions. They like the feeling of Hollywood Avengers, but you're here You are the guarantee of audience rating! You are the guarantee of the box office
Mo Jincheng said with a smile: "ha ha, well, it's OK, you said too much!"
Mo Jincheng has heard too much of such cheap flattery, and he will turn his stomach if he hears too much.
Fang Yuan is more curious to stretch out his head to listen to the two people, but helpless, English level or hard, for outsiders praise her husband's words, Fang Yuan is not heard.
Enter the elevator, press the door to see, go to the eighth floor, then, Mo Jincheng and Fang Yuan came to the power center of the film and television company.
An atmosphere of vigorous feeling reverberates in front of the two people. Here are paintings on the wall, artworks and steel cannons on the table. The bookshelves one by one are full of all kinds of classic dramas.
At this time, three people through this dazzling place, finally came to the boss of the company, that is, the producer's office.
Today is also a bald, see Mo Jincheng had to laugh, welcome up.
Fang Yuan looked at it curiously. He saw Fang Yuan directly with his bare head, and his face was full of smile. He said in Chinese: "Hello, dear Mr. Mo Jincheng's wife! This is hams pictures
Hams film company has done a lot of art films. In recent years, it has turned to commercial film development, but it has unexpectedly won a lot of praise and a lot of money, just like Marvel film, which is now in the limelight."I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Mo Jincheng. I remember when I was listening to your concert in China, it was really amazing. Although I didn't understand the lyrics, your voice was really wonderful!" This bald head is hams, at this moment to Mo Jincheng everyone praise.
"What's more, boss, do you know that after Mr. Mo Jincheng's concert, a princess from a small country in North America went there to watch it. When she watched and listened to Mo Jincheng's song, the princess burst into tears. As a result, when Mo Jincheng stepped down that night, she went to propose. Mo Jincheng immediately refused. Ha ha, that was a part of her life The myth of our industry When Michael said this at this moment, his face also showed a happy expression, as if he had just said everything he had done.
"And the movie that was performed in that year, it seemed that the Chinese film industry was very, very weak at that time. At that time, Mo Jincheng's Tianxuan directly saved the Chinese cinema. At that time, the Chinese people all over the country seemed to say that you were the hope of China!" Hams face also showed the expression of worship, seriously looking at Mo Jincheng.
Mo Jincheng smiles and deals with it. He doesn't care about anyone's praise for her. Some of the praise is filtered, some exaggerated, and some even irrelevant. It doesn't matter to him.