Chapter 153

Due to the strike of screenwriters at the end of 1995, the number of new films and TV plays in the United States has dropped sharply.

This not only affected the relevant interests of several major media companies and producers' associations, but also made the middle and lower level actors lose a lot of job opportunities.

However, on the one hand, the cast Union has to play the role of lubricant to try to reconcile the contradictions between the two sides.

On the other hand, they also suggest that famous actors should try their best to participate in the activities related to films and TV plays to stabilize the confidence of the market.

As a result, a large number of TV stars appeared in the "soap opera" awards, which originally belonged to the second rate awards.

For example, the six stars of friends and Raymond's husband and wife all appeared in Lincoln Art Center.

And all this, almost let the onlookers were overjoyed.

"Rachel, I love you!"

"Joey, Joey, how you doing!"

"Raymond, move away. We want to see your wife!"

"Ross, look here and say 'we are on break'"

The scene gradually crazy atmosphere, let sit in the extended car "prison break" four cute new stars, a little at a loss.

"Fortunately, I'm just a guest star, not a real actor."

Wang Jian looked at the four people calmly and said, "it's your turn."

Miller rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Naomi glanced at Wang Jian bitterly with her big blue eyes, then took Miller's arm and walked towards the red carpet.

If the past "friends" and "Raymond" were a group chorus, then it was the coloratura soprano who welcomed the "prison break" crew.

A very sharp female voice, one after another sounded, it makes people eardrum pain.

"Ah, Miller!"

"Deputy warden, let go of the bitch around you. You still have us!"

Miller waved his arms stiffly, and Naomi, even her face, was a little stiff.

After the actors enter, it's the director and producer's turn.

Thinking about the reaction of the crowd when the last group of producers and directors walked on the red carpet, Wang Jian was not too relaxed.

Even if prison break is hot again, it's certainly not as hot as friends.

What's more, even the director and producer of "friends" don't exist in the eyes of fans!

He tidied his suit casually and stretched out his arm to his side.

"Catherine, it's our turn."

"Wang, I'm still a little nervous." Catherine put her arm in Wang Jian's arm and whispered.

"There's nothing to be nervous about." Wang Jian responded: "these people come to see stars. No one will care about us."

After that, he walked slowly to the red carpet with a tourist mentality.

After Miller and others passed, the fans did stop for a while.

They are saving their energy to cheer for the coming of the next wave of stars.

But I don't know who, whispered, "the Asian producer is the author of harem Pauline."

"Ah, I love the harem Pauline! When will that novel be adapted into a TV play? "

"Who knows." Someone sighed in a low voice, "it is said that he has also set up a film and television company and is preparing to adapt himself slowly."

"Slowly?" A sharp female voice rang out, "don't you have to wait a long time?"

"Actually..." another voice replied, "there should be a way."

Maybe it's a work you like and want more people to see?

Anyway, several people immediately asked, "what can I do?"

"When he first started updating harem Pauline, it was really slow." The voice is a bit mystical, "but fans do a thing, the speed suddenly become faster."

"What's the matter? Can we follow suit? "

"Cough," the woman hesitated and said.

"Streaking! This best-selling writer loves to see others run naked

"It is said that a similar thing happened before harem Pauline."

"After the readers streaked, his update speed was speeded up all of a sudden!"

"Er... What a pervert." The woman next to him was embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter if I run naked. When I was drunk in college, I used to run naked on the playground."

"But... There's a camera here!"

"What's the point?" Someone disdained to say: "if we are caught by the camera, maybe we can take the opportunity to enter the entertainment industry!"

With these words, the scene fell into a strange silence.

Some are lost in thought, others are looking at the camera erratically.However, no one spoke for a while.

A moment later, Wang Jian helped Catherine walk slowly to the nearby.

"I'm right, Catherine." He lowered his voice: "you are not Spielberg, George Lucas, these people will not notice you."

"Your comfort is really pleasant." Catherine white king gradually one eye, don't have good spirit of return a way.

"So now you're nervous," he said, "don't you?"

Well, whether Catherine admits it or not, she's really not nervous now.

However, there was another emotion in her heart, which made her look at the crowd carefully.

"Ask me for autograph and scream, even one person!"

All of a sudden, she noticed a woman coming towards her.

"Ha, Wang." Catherine whispered, "slow down. Someone's coming for my autograph."

Hearing this, Wang Jian, a little surprised, looked at the place Catherine pointed to.

As a director, does Catherine really have loyal fans?

"Take your time, Wang." Catherine whispered, "I can't keep my fans waiting. I have to let her get my autograph the first time."

All right.

Wang Jian turned to look behind him and found that the next wave of people had not yet appeared.

"Just satisfy the little vanity of the female director around you."

Just as Catherine was smiling and pulling Wang in that direction.

Suddenly, she heard the fan yell, "make" the harem, the little daughter of the paulins "into a movie and TV play."

"Well? Not my fan? " She looked at Wang Jian a little depressed.

But at this time, Wang Jian didn't care for her!

All he could see was a touch of white.

So big...

so round...

maybe someone took the lead and it was easier to follow?

Soon, there were several more female voices.

"We love harem Pauline the most."

"Harem Boleyn, for women's rights!"

If you just shout, no one here will notice.

But these people's actions made the scene in chaos.

A lot of fans are crowding here.

A large number of reporters turn the camera, flash temporarily "brush" all on.

“holly shit。” Wang Jian covered his eyes with his hand.

"I'm TM..."

"how... I met again!"