Global Movie Emperor

　　 "Where did the water come from?"

　　 Lu Ze looked up and down the railing for a long time, and it was all dry, but he had water in his hand, and why was he so sleepy just now? This can't be explained at all.

　　 I checked the time. When Lu Ze paid for the fare with his mobile phone, he glanced at the phone by the way. It was 5:12. He remembered it clearly, but it was already 5:22.

It took two minutes for 　　 to walk. It should be 5:14 when I was struggling, so he completely lost the memory of these eight minutes...

　　 He immediately realized the seriousness of the incident and immediately ran back to the scene of the accident. The ambulance had already arrived. He didn't show his head to look at it. He just glanced in the distance and left quickly.

　　 "Hello sir, welcome."

　　 Lu Ze is now very confused. The waiter wearing a cheongsam at the door greets him and ignores him, so he goes into the restaurant.

　　 "How many sirs?"

"Ok?"

　　 "Sir, are you yourself?"

　　 "No, wait a minute, I'll call and ask."

　　 Lu Ze calmed down forcibly, took out his cell phone and called Jiang Wenshu: "Hello? Are you in that room? I'm here, um, ok, I see."

　　 Pushing open the door of the private room, Lu Ze saw Jiang Wenshu sitting inside playing with his mobile phone. He was still dressed so **** and beautiful. After seeing Lu Ze, he put down his mobile phone and put his chin in his hand and smiled.

"You can count it. I'm going to starve to death. I can serve food. Brother Ze, you are about to close. You don't know. The waiter keeps asking me if I can serve food? Can I serve food? I'm really good. awkward."

　　 Lu Ze hung his hat on the clothes rail, pulled the chair away and sat down, his face was still not pretty, he took the ashtray on the table and lit a cigarette for himself.

　　 "What's the matter? Are you scaring me with a straight face?"

　　 "No, it was motion sickness. It was a bit uncomfortable. There was a traffic jam in front of me. I walked and stopped. I almost vomited."

　　 Jiang Wenshu chuckled and poured a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice next to Lu Ze: "Are you an artist who still has motion sickness? What should I do if I rush on the trip? Drink some juice."

　　 After taking a sip of the juice, the burden in my heart was also set aside without thinking about it. The waiter began to serve the food. Lu Ze was not polite. He picked up the chopsticks and put it in his mouth. It tasted good. Lu Ze felt delicious.

　　 "Brother Ai Ze, do you think my new bracelet looks good?"

　　The white arm stretched out, and there was a white gold necklace hanging from the wrist, which matched the white hand. Lu Ze looked up at her face, and she seemed to like it too.

　　 "It's pretty, let me tell you, you have to be careful tomorrow, and be careful when you shake hands with fans and let them take them away."

　　 "I don't have a fan, who should I shake hands with? Here, it was given to you, the tie, I just saw it while shopping today. Do you make a gesture? Can I see it? If it doesn't work, I will leave."

　　 She kept a certain distance from Lu Ze, but just passed the tie over instead of reaching out by herself. This made Lu Ze relieved and did a lot better.

　　 "Why do I buy it? I don't take it much? How much? I give it to you, it shouldn't be cheap."

　　 "Small money, it's not worth mentioning. It's not enough for a friend to send something? Or do you think it's inappropriate for me to give you a tie?"

　　 "I didn't say that, let's see if it works."

Lu Ze put the tie on her neckline, she looked at it, and nodded in satisfaction, "It's okay, put it away, in fact, I called you today, don't you think you don't want to come? But I won't call you. I really don’t know who I’m calling. I’m filming for my birthday today, and I’m making money, so I’m thinking of celebrating my birthday."

　　 Lu Ze just picked up the juice and wanted to take a sip. Hearing what she said, he froze for a while, and pretended to take another sip.

　　 "How can anyone give gifts on birthdays? That... I don't know your birthday, I didn't prepare gifts for you, happy birthday."

　　 Jiang Wenshu seemed to be looking forward to this happy birthday. He couldn't hold it back with a bright smile. He raised the juice and touched Lu Ze.

"It’s okay, it’s okay, just as if I paid you to hire you to spend a birthday with me, I don’t care about other people’s birthdays, because I know they look down on me, thank you Lu Ze, thank you for still looking at me, no You feel it’s a shame to be friends with me, that...I’m happy today, drink some bar with me?"

　　 "It's fine for me to accompany me, just drink less, otherwise my face will be swollen tomorrow, I don't care, but you are a female artist who is not very good."

　　 "Cut, I don't care, I just drink it when I am happy. I have wine today and I am drunk now. What shall I care about tomorrow! Besides, even if my acting skills are not superb, I won't be dragged down? You still treat me like a vase?"

The waiter brought a box of beer, Lu Ze started to open it, poured her a glass, and said happy birthday, the two drank it in one fell swoop, yeah, if you have wine now, are you drunk now? For someone who doesn’t even have a friend, What results do you care about?

　　 For a person full of anxiety, what else can he care about?

　　...

　　 "We existed."

　　 Plopping up from the bed, Lu Ze rushed into the bathroom frantically, twisted the flowers and poured cold water on himself, but that was not enough.

　　 Turn on the faucet, the sink is full of cold water, he plunged in, soaking his head in the water for a full minute, as if to drown himself.

　　 "Ha...Ha...Ha..."

　　 gasping for oxygen again, he panted heavily, leaned against the wall, slid on the ground, breathing in fresh air, and calmed down after ten minutes.

　　 is just a nightmare, it's not a big deal.

　　 got up from the ground, his hair was scattered, and water was dripping down. He regained his energy, dried his head with a towel, returned to the room and put on the clothes he had prepared for the press conference.

　　 After dressing neatly, he turned his eyes to the blue check tie on the table, which Jiang Wenshu gave him yesterday, picked it up, brought it to himself, looked at himself in the mirror, expressionless, turned and went out.

　　 "Good morning, Brother Lu."

　　 The hotel must provide breakfast. When I entered the restaurant, Lu Ze saw Wang Zixuan. She was wearing a white skirt today, and she looked younger, like a junior high school student.

Looking at the breakfast set for himself on the table, Lu Ze sat down and looked at Wang Zixuan. He said helplessly: "Zixuan, I don’t have to serve me the meal next time. I have hands and feet. You really don’t have to. Everything is covered."

Wang Zixuan's expression is still so serious, she turned to look at Lu Ze: "But I'm an assistant~www.ltnovel.com~The assistant doesn't even have to fight for me, listen to me, I won't need it next time, I will do it myself, and Carry your luggage and give it to me if you have heavy luggage. You don't want me to be photographed and let you take your luggage, right? Someone will scold me for playing big cards. Can I take it as a newcomer?"

　　 "Oh... Brother Lu, didn't you comb your hair today?"

　　 Lu Ze touched his head. The hair is already very long. If he doesn't comb his back, his bangs can reach his mouth. Now it is scattered, it is really messy.

　　 "Well, let's do the hairstyle after we get to the scene, it's ok."

　　 "Wait a minute, lower your head, Brother Lu."

　　Wang Zixuan stood up, holding a holster in her hand, with chubby hands, awkwardly helped Lu Ze tidy up her hairstyle, and tied a small braid on the back of her head.

　　 "Okay, thank you, Zi Xuan."

　　 "I'm sorry, I'll be the latest."

　　 Liu Bin came to the table with breakfast. Although the agreed time has not passed, it is really not good for the driver to arrive later than the artist.

　　 "It's okay, Brother Liu, let's eat first"

　　 Lu Ze was also hungry. He took a sip of preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

　　 "By the way, Daze, do you look at Weibo and see if he looks like you? Just wearing a hat and only see half of his face."

　　 Liu Bin is good, took out his phone and flipped to a news item, played the video, and put it on the table.

　　 Lu Ze calmly picked up the phone. It was the video of yesterday's accident. Someone took the phone and took it. The rescuer wore a black hat and kept his head down all the time, so he couldn't see above his eyes.

　　 The video totaled seven and a half minutes. Lu Ze saw that it was over, returned his phone to Liu Bin and took a sip of porridge.

　　 "It looks alike."