Super body leads the era

On the morning of April 4th, the weather was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly under the cloudless sky. Many audiences gathered in front of a high-end cinema located in Northwest Hollywood under Universal Pictures. The couple chatted and laughed softly.

"Jack, get out of the car quickly, or the news will be robbed!"

Rosalie, a reporter for the Los Angeles Times, was yelling at her co-worker in disgrace that she was driving too slowly.

"I know, I know!"

Jack parked the car in a hurry, and Rosalie rushed out of the passenger car as if fleeing. The back door of the interview car opened quickly, and the two rushed to the entrance of the theater with long guns and short cannons.

"God, so many people!"

A total of 300 people were arranged to attend the screening ceremony, most of whom were from the film industry.In addition to the bosses and executives, audit committee members and media personnel of the eight major theaters that will inevitably be invited, many star directors are also invited to watch.At this time, as Rosalie saw, nearly 200 people had gathered at the entrance of the theater, and it was not easy for them to fight their way through to the entrance.

"Take it, let it go, thank you!"

"Excuse me, I'm from the Los Angeles Times!"

"Oh sir, watch out for my hairstyle!"

Turning left and right, after passing through layers of crowds, Rosalie finally saw the target person with a microphone in her hand.

Sun Xiaowei was still wearing jeans and a plaid shirt as usual, standing at the entrance of the theater with Grant, Finnett, Fat Roger and others, and was answering questions from reporters.

"Hi, Ms. Alba, I'm Johnson, the special correspondent of USA Today, may I ask the next movie that your company plans to shoot, Nightmare on Elm Street..."

"The casting will start soon, leave me a business card, and I'll let you know if there's any news."

Rosalie was excited. Last time her colleagues interviewed the protagonist on the set, she failed to catch up. She must work hard this time!

"Hello, I'm Rosalie Andrew from the Los Angeles Times. May I ask how you acquired the former Grant Film Company? In addition, according to your age, you should not be able to hold the position of chairman. Are you fully controlling?"

"It's not a full holding. As you said, I can only be a shareholder now, and I don't have a corresponding office position."

After dealing with various difficult questions from several reporters, the question-and-answer session ended quickly, and Sun Xiaowei turned to chatting with the audit committee members.

"It's unbelievable, are you really just a 12-year-old girl? Are you sure you're not 20?"

One of the invited parents said to the girl in amazement: "When my son was your age, he was still thinking about how to please the girl next door!"

"Hee hee, it's true ma'am, I just turned 12 in February this year."

"Although I haven't read the content yet, it must be very bloody and terrifying. My child, how did you conceive it?"

"I'll talk about this later, haha~"

When he was busy, a simple car stopped at the entrance of the theater, and a white-haired old man walked out with a cane.

Sun Xiaowei immediately recognized the other party's identity, stepped forward to support him in surprise, and said, "Mayor, why are you here?"

The mayor of Hollywood is already a 62-year-old high collar and can retire at any time. Of course, such people are not within the scope of invitations for the preview of "Chain Saw". Seeing the arrival of the other party, the girl is full of surprise.

"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay, girl, I know I can't watch this movie."

The old mayor patted his heart and said with a smile: "I just came to see you. With a promotional poster of the new company's first movie, millions of salaried workers can ask for leave and the GDP of the UK and Australia will plummet that day. , Hehe, boy, you are really a big celebrity."

There was good-natured laughter around, and Sun Xiaowei smiled and took the old mayor's hand, and said cutely and coquettishly: "I didn't expect it to be so exaggerated, maybe God accidentally glanced at me, right? "

"Hehe, if God is a handsome and beautiful man, then you must be his dream lover for a long time!"

Soon after CEO Grant immediately took over the job of entertaining the mayor, a Mercedes-Benz and a BMW stopped in front of the theater one after another. Get off one by one.Amid the unanimous greetings from everyone, Sun Xiaowei shook hands with each other in trepidation.

"Mr. Brando! Mr. Pacino! What an honor!"

Sun Xiaowei was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. When she learned on the phone that Marlon Brando would join him, she was already smiling. Who knows, he even dragged his son, Al Pacino, in "The Godfather" Come here! ?

"Hello, Miss Alba."

Al Pacino was in his thirties at this time, and it was when a man was very attractive. He shook hands with Sun Xiaowei politely, and said with a smile: "Please forgive me, but I really want to ask a question right away. What the hell is going on with the painting?"

Sun Xiaowei laughed and said, "Look, Mr. Pacino, when the guests around me met me, the first thing they said was basically this question, and my answer could only be... I don't know! Haha!"

A plainly dressed man stepped forward. He was a moviegoing parent invited by the Film Review Committee. He looked excitedly at the two top male stars and said, "Mr. Brando, and Mr. Pacino, I am your loyal fan..."

Seeing that someone stepped forward to replace her, Sun Xiaowei retreated with a smile.Not long after, another Bentley parked gracefully in the parking lot, and many guests immediately exclaimed after seeing the visitor.

"Mr. Murdoch!?"

Under the attention of all the people, Murdoch, who was in his fifties at the time, walked up to Sun Xiaowei in a suit and leather shoes. Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene, mainly the media, became excited.Everyone knows that the chainsaw door was first produced in Murdoch's newspapers, and the major newspapers have long speculated about the relationship between Sun Xiaowei and him.

"Mr. Murdoch, so you do know Miss Alba!?"

"Mr. Murdoch, what can you say about the chainsaw door incident?"

Waving his hands indifferently in front of many guns and short cannons, Murdoch smiled and said, "I am the third shareholder of DreamWorks. How about this explanation?"

This was something that Sun Xiaowei had discussed with him earlier. After all, scandals were flying all over the sky. Instead of letting the media make random guesses, it would be better to give a definite news.

In this way, all the reporters in the audience immediately fell into a state of frenzy after a moment of silence, and the surrounding guests also showed such expressions.However, neither Murdoch nor Sun Xiaowei paid any attention to the media's interest, and they waved their hands at them and chatted on their own.

After a while, a stretched Lincoln stopped not far away. A handsome middle-aged man walked out first, followed by a beautiful girl in a red evening dress, her face full of excitement.

Sun Xiaowei immediately recognized that it was a big shot, because the driver's accent was very familiar to her, and he was the manager Brown who provided theaters for her preview.

"Hello, Miss Alba."

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, well-maintained, stepped forward, smiled at Sun Xiaowei, who was only as tall as his chest, and said, "My humble chairman of the board of directors of Universal Pictures, Johnny Swan, this is my little girl, Fleur."

The appearance of such a heavyweight was beyond Sun Xiaowei's expectations again. After all, as the saying goes, colleagues are enemies, and it is reasonable for that manager Brown to come. What is the appearance of such a big guy?

"Hee hee, little sister, you are amazing!"

The answer was immediately revealed. Fleur, a girl with a delicate and beautiful appearance, who looked like a rose, held hands with Sun Xiaowei, her wine-red long hair tied in a graceful bun behind her head.

"Do you know how I laughed when I saw the news that many companies across the UK had to take a day off because their employees were unwell?"

Facing the beautiful girl, Sun Xiaowei immediately burst out with [-]% enthusiasm, rubbing her palms lightly and holding Fulei's white and soft palms, and said with a bright smile: "So you just dragged your father over to see me? "

"Bingo! You really are a little beauty. Hey, how about we go shopping after watching the movie?"

"Fleur, Miss Alba must be very busy..."

"Oh, of course it's all right!"

The beautiful girl wants to invite herself to go shopping. Of course, Sun Xiaowei is a million happy about this kind of thing. Holding the other's soft and delicate palm, she smiled brightly: "But you must still have energy after watching the movie." , Miss Swan, this movie must be rated NC-100, are you sure you are an adult?"

Fleur puffed up her chest and said proudly: "Of course, I just turned 17 in March this year! By the way, Weiwei, Weiwei, can you sign me? Besides, is that poster made out of Who wrote it?"

Hearing this question, Sun Xiaowei glanced around calmly and saw that several people including Mr. Swan quietly pricked up their ears.

"Hey, it's just Anonymous. Actually, I'm also surprised. After all, no matter how realistic a painting is, how can it make so many people vomit with nausea?"

The reason why public opinion has caused a sensation in many countries is the key point of Sun Xiaowei's question at this time.For 99% of ordinary people in the world, a painting can cause tens of millions of people to feel unwell, which is almost a supernatural event.

However, after all, this world is scientific, and people are unwilling to actively choose to believe in supernatural events.Therefore, the curiosity about this painting was naturally transferred to the content of the movie subjectively and actively.

Therefore, including people like Mr. Swan, it is understandable that many celebrities were easily invited to the preview by Sun Xiaowei.Especially when the Mayor of Los Angeles came to visit, there was a special commotion in front of the theater.

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