Disaster Artist

Huo Zhi is like this, so is Yang Feier—

Because they have mutual friends, and there are more than one, even if they break up and say goodbye, their life circles will inevitably intersect.

They have imagined the scene of meeting again more than once, and imagined their own coping methods. Maybe they can still be friends, maybe they are no longer friends but at least they don’t need to fight each other, maybe they should keep a distance and play the role of strangers, maybe maybe maybe.

But for a whole year of coming and going, they inadvertently heard each other's name from their friends, and then the atmosphere on the scene would fall into a short-lived embarrassment, so that they had to come out to smooth things over and change the subject, and repeatedly said that it was okay, but never really. meet again.

until now.

Yang Fei'er thought that she would run away, but in fact, it was not as bad as imagined.

Huo Zhi thought that he would face it calmly and generously, but in fact, it was not that easy.

The turbulent and mixed emotions are rolling on the tip of the tongue, but it is difficult to distinguish carefully——

anger? sad? joy? nervous? anxiety?

It seems to be everything, and it seems to be nothing. The faint embarrassment quietly permeates, so that the eyes don't know how to settle.

There was a silence in the air.

Cheng Jun was already holding his breath, because he was so embarrassed that he picked the ground with his toes, wishing he could dig a tunnel immediately, as long as he could escape the scene.

As a result, Nanzong didn't understand everyone's eyes at all, and looked over with curiosity, and asked questions with great interest, just like interviewing reporters on the spot.

"Did you come to see the director? I thought that after you broke up with Huo Zhi, you said you would never watch the director's works again. You never liked them anyway."

"I remember that you like Shi Lei or Shi Shi? He seems to have a movie on it too. Did you make a special trip to see the director?"

"Wait, you don't come to see the director with your new boyfriend, do you? If so, he has good taste and knows how to follow trends."

There was a gust of wind and rain, and Nanzong didn't realize that his words had stepped on the thunder countless times, and the mines detonated one after another.

The scene is already devastated.

Cheng Jun felt that he needed to speed up the tunnel digging.

Yang Feier's expression was slightly stiff.

She simply felt that it would be really embarrassing to pretend that she had seen it but pretended not to see it, as if she had a ghost in her heart, so she came over to say hello, but she met Nan Zong's straight temper; however, their group of friends We all know that Nanzong is so heartless, if he cares about Nanzong, Nanzong is unharmed, and the result is often that they themselves are so angry that they vomit blood.

On the contrary, Yang Feier breathed a sigh of relief—

Avoiding talking about some topics does not mean that you will not feel embarrassed, but after you really talk about it, you can be calmer.

"It's been Shi Lei's time. I don't have an aesthetic taste in movies, but I've been studying all the time. I didn't expect that even if I came to watch the director's works, I wouldn't be able to make you shut up. What, do you think director Lu Qian's works are good?" Can't I climb high?"

Yang Fei'er joked and joked generously, and the atmosphere instantly relaxed.

However, Nan Zong remained serious, "That's not true. The director has never had a high-brow artistic style. Anyone can watch and anyone can like it. Similarly, anyone can hate it, but pretending to like it when they obviously don't like it is pure It's trendy."

Yang Fei'er was immediately laughed out of anger, "Don't worry, if I don't like it, I will be the first to tell you that I don't like it."

After finishing speaking, Yang Feier herself also found it funny, and the corners of her mouth were completely raised, "I came here with three girlfriends, you don't know each other, so I won't introduce you to each other, lest you scold us arty followers again. It's bloody, let's talk about it next time."

Yang Fei'er gestured behind her, and sure enough, the three girls could be seen talking with smiles on their faces, and their expectations could be felt from the raised eyebrows.

Just in time, they seemed to have discussed something, and they laughed happily, the atmosphere was so lively.

Yang Fei'er looked away, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Huo Zhi, continuing to smile.

"...Hope tonight's movie is good."

Huo Zhi was slightly stunned, before his head could turn, the words had already blurted out, "It will definitely."

Yang Fei'er hesitated to speak, and the words swirled on the tip of her tongue, but she still didn't say it. She nodded slightly with a smile, then turned and left.

Huo Zhi glanced at Yang Fei'er's back, and looked away in embarrassment, but he couldn't hold back after all, and looked up again.

When Cheng Jun and the others saw Huo Zhi's expression, it was difficult to describe in a few words—

Once, they believed in love, they believed that as long as they fell in love, they would be together, and they believed that the happy ending in fairy tales is the destination of love.

But when they grew up, they slowly began to understand that love is not that simple, and reunion is not the end of life.

In just one year, Huo Zhi and Yang Feier have grown up. They are not the same as when they first met, nor when they parted~www.novelmt.com~ Their faces are still the same as in memory, but their expressions, eyes, Words and actions have been gradually distinguished from the familiar patterns in memory.

Compared with familiarity, it is more strange; in addition to strangeness, there is still a little familiarity left.

Seeing what Nanzong wanted to say again, Cheng Jun locked his throat and put his arms around Nanzong's neck, dragging the guy towards the door of the Dome Cinema.

"Hey, what are you doing? You are restricting your personal freedom!"

Behind him, there was Nanzong's yelling voice, and Huo Zhi's eyes still followed Yang Fei'er as he walked, until the turbulent crowd interrupted the connection of eyes, and he could no longer see that figure, so he reluctantly took it back.

Dazed for a moment, Huo Zhi didn't know what he was looking at, so he shook his head vigorously, threw out the messy thoughts in his mind, took a deep breath, then turned around and chased after him, squeezing left and right to Song Congwu and Song Congwu. Chu Lianjiang looked at Cheng Jun and Nanzong happily.

"Yes, yes, I just want to teach him a lesson..."

At the entrance of the dome theater, it was very lively, and the bustling sounds came and went one after another.

Although "City of Starfall" will be screened in nearly 1,500 theaters around the world tonight, there is no need to worry about the danger of being overcrowded in the midnight show. After all, "City of Starfall" is not a "Jedi Knight"; but The dome theater is still special. Fans who like Lu Qian have a special feeling for it, so that the crowd gathered at the entrance of the theater still exceeds expectations—

Seats are all sold out.

Forty-five minutes before the midnight show, Su Changting thoughtfully informed the audience that all the tickets for tonight had been sold out, and if they wanted to watch "City of Falling Stars" for the first time, they had to go to the other three The theaters are gone, they need to hurry up, which is very important.

So, what should they do?