Yang Can looked calm, opened the door and walked out. When the group saw Yang Can come out, the one headed by him quickly waved and shouted: "It's him, that evil zombie lord~! Yang!" As a target, he threw the tomato with his arm.
Countless tomatoes flew like crazy grenades used by the Eighth Route Army to smash a devil in the War of Resistance Against Japan.
Yang Can frowned slightly, lit a cigarette while the consciousness energy unfolded, and easily predicted the angle of the tomato. The curvilinear trajectory of consciousness was obvious before the tomato was thrown to him. Come to him. It's like slow motion.
In the attack of Tomato Rain, the figure flashed briskly, not irritable, but seemingly inadvertently avoided all the flying tomatoes, and even the juice splashed by the tomatoes that fell on the ground did not touch him. A little bit on the body.
Those guys were obviously shocked by Yang Can's incredible behavior. Only one tall and thin man wearing a vampire mask jumped out of the car, holding a huge crusader model, and shouting at Yang Can: " You evil Chinese~! The Alliance of the City of Lights will punish you~!"
Yang Can was not scared by him at all. He just patted the black Cadillac, looked at him and asked strangely: "Jim, are you serious? You really lost the car to me."
At this time, the lanky "vampire" was taken aback for a moment, and finally pulled off his mask. It was not the "Thank Ear" Jim Parsons that Yang Can had encountered before in the Big Bang. Who is this white movie star? Disappointed, staring at Yang Can:
"Damn, I thought I acted very realistically, what's wrong? Don't I look like a vampire?" Then I made a classic vampire expression with teeth showing, very "professional". Lu" showed the fangs made in Japan.
The talents behind laughed and took off their masks. Among them were Jim Parsons' friends, and some young movie stars that Yang Can had rescued before, all smiled and bumped Yang Can's shoulders one by one.
"Oh my God, isn't that Jim Parsons~~!!!" An exclamation broke out from the crowd in the Gabonese company.
"These are all yours~ buddy~ 5 million viewers! You are really there. I really suspect that the Nelson people made a mistake." Jim Parsons threw in that yin and yang voice on TV. I got a key here. According to the previous agreement, as long as Yang Can's drama reaches 5 million viewers, the group of Houston Alumni Association will lose the car to him.
These prudent "successful people" such as Jeremys naturally did not come forward in person, and asked Jim Parsons as a representative to deliver the car together.
Yang Can didn't expect that the Americans were serious about their promises, and they really brought the car over.
"Oh, let you drive away these cars without smashing you full of tomatoes! It's really irritating, Chinese Kung Fu is too powerful, why can't we hit you~!?" Behind the "Two Heroes" The little fat man Angus Jones in "Half" wailed, obviously not satisfied with Yang Can taking these "prizes" so easily.
In a messy glass wall, the people in the Gabonese company are a little bit dumbfounded. Yang's friends are also too absurd..
Of course, Yang Can has a reason to laugh. Although he has to worry about the garage problem, he now has eleven...not twelve cars that can be replaced at any time in addition to the Ferrari.
"Let's go, buddy, today is the Fire Escape Day party~! How could it be without you as the protagonist!" Jim Parsons put his arm around Yang Can's shoulders and smiled authentically.
Only then did Yang Can understand that these many people came together, not simply to give him a "surprise", but more importantly, to pick him up to the party. Of course, he couldn't tolerate his rejection now.
Yang Can asked himself if he wasn't so charming, so many people came to pick him up? Squinting at the consciousness of these people, he couldn't help but frown at Jim Parsons:
"It seems that you don't just want me to mess with you, but more importantly, you want me to bring my female companion to attend."
Half of the people in it were Ma Xiaoling’s name on their heads. The real intention was to reveal it clearly. Everyone smiled ambiguously. In the end, Yang Can had no choice but to call Yang Xiuya to join the "Fire Day Party".
***
I have to say that the crazy side of the Americans is indeed well-deserved. Yang Can followed these Los Angeles actors and drove to the Crowne Plaza Hotel for dinner. Then he was so drunk that he went straight to Angus Jones’ house and started the carnival. .
Yang Can has never seen a truly American party in China. More than a hundred men and women are flooded in Angus Joan’s private villa. The background music is roaring metal rock, and there are countless "sexual" bikinis in front of him. Girl with handsome man silhouette.
Fortunately, Yang Can temporarily invited two black bodyguards to follow Yang Xiuya and translator Xu Xiaoxiao in Crowne Plaza for safety, or he really has to worry about their safety.
When Yang Can was convenient in the toilet, there was a low roar to men and women in the cubicle next door, knocking the door clinking, making him quite speechless.
But compared to him, Yang Xiuya is even more unlucky. Both men and women as long as they are under 20 years old, they will show a crazy state when they see her, screaming around her, and making the two black bodyguards so busy. Bulge.
Because they can’t get close to Yang Xiuya, those who want to get close to her think of various ways. Among them, autographs and group photos are the most successful, and even a few older people and big people come over to her directly with a notebook, earnestly said:
"My daughter likes you very much. I have to send her to China to learn magic. I also watched your series under his influence. It is really great. Please write to my dear Fanny. ?"
What makes Yang Xiuya, a big star who is accustomed to the world even more embarrassed, is that there is a ridiculous long-haired boy who asks her if she can sign elsewhere.
"of course can."
Yang Xiuya just responded with an official gentle smile. The long-haired boy dragged down her cow jeans with excitement, and "exposed" the upper part of her white ass.
"Thank you, please write it down, and give it to your buddy, my favorite George Johnson~!!!"
This made this national elf, who has always been very friendly to movie fans, almost crazy on the spot, and today she has experienced what it's like to write on a white man's tender butt with a colored pen.
Xu Xiaoxiao, the translator in charge, couldn’t help but straighten her eyes. This is just one of countless ridiculous things, but whenever Xu Xiaoxiao looks at Yang Can for help, she finds that he is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. .
If this disaster is surrounded by many blonde beauties, Yang Can's disaster today is quite serious.
God knows how much he endured in order to maintain the "Chinese image". After all, this is Hollywood. Anyone who uses his mobile phone to post a photo on Twitter is enough to give his heroic image a devastating blow. He I don't want to lose the support of the fellow villagers' association and even Wu Bin.
Today Yang Can feels how difficult it is to be a celebrity.
Fortunately, this situation improved slightly by nine o'clock in the evening. After a long time, Jeremiah brought a group of professionals into the venue, and finally Yang Can had someone who could talk.
A group of people in the alumni association of the University of Houston showed a wry smile when they saw Yang Can’s congratulations. Only Jeremys was extremely happy.
"Yang congratulates you. I didn't expect you to do it. Frankly speaking, this really surprised me." Jeremiah couldn't help but hammer Yang Can's shoulder.
"This is the editor of the Los Angeles Times, Jack He, he really wants to interview you." He pushed a middle-aged Chinese with glasses to come over.
Yang Can was not easy to refuse, and shook hands with this He Jieke. The three of them sat on the sofa next to them and started an interview that was not too formal.
Although He Jieke is more than 30 years old, he is obviously very nervous. He kept holding his glasses, Yang Can answered his questions one by one, and the interview was completed smoothly.
"Mr. Yang, I'm really...really...excited." He Jieke suddenly shook hands with Yang Can tightly again: "Really, I spent eight years in Los Angeles after graduating from college. You are my number one. A Chinese interviewed, I don’t know what to say. I’m very honored and excited. I will definitely report your deeds well."
Frankly speaking, Yang Can is not too cold about this kind of interview, but He Jieke's awareness of such a small person has moved him. Such a Chinese who has worked in Los Angeles for eight years and became a US citizen is not so excited. Because he interviewed a big man like "a fire-fighting hero", and only because he was finally able to interview Chinese people.
The smile on He Jack's face is far purer than that of other Americans, and there is no element of interest mixed.
Yang Can thoughtfully walked to the balcony, wanting to clean up, calm his thoughts, looked at the beautiful natural scenery of Beverly Hills, took a deep breath, breathing in the cool air at night, immersed in some kind of Wonderful thoughts.
Yes, he succeeded, perhaps more successful than he thought. I remembered the days when he was a reporter when he was just discharged from the army, regardless of everyone's opposition, the white eyes of relatives, Xu Yinyin's betrayal, and the day when he was called a "paparazzi". It seems to be a long time ago.
Now he has reached Beverly Hills, which is beyond the reach of so many Americans, standing in front of the entire United States with a purely Chinese attitude, standing upright, whether it is those frenzied screams and screams, *** curses. No matter how artillery is fired, it makes people feel comfortable and fulfilled.
Today, the entire United States has ripples because of him, and in the near future, his media hands will surely turn these ripples into a monstrous tsunami, in the manner of a Chinese.
Looking at the starry sky, Yang Can raised his mouth uncontrollably, scalding the glass of red wine in his hand, holding it high, and said silently in his heart: "Cheers, daddy."
Yang Can blew the night breeze comfortably for a period of time, enjoying the rare freedom of being alone, but still ushered in other interested people.
Jeremys came over with a bottle and glass with a smile, and he could see that he was quite happy at this party, and patted Yang Can on the shoulder.
"Brother, what do you think, you are the protagonist today, how can you blow the air here alone."
Yang Can just smiled calmly: "The girls inside are too enthusiastic, I can't stand it."
"Hahaha." Jeremiah couldn't help but laughed for a while: "Yang, this is not Beijing. There is no Red Guard to take care of you. You can enjoy yourself." With a smirk, "I'm like you." At that time, but soaked in women's piles every day."
Yang Can "shows" a smile that a man only understands, and jokingly asked: "Jerry, are you married? You won't go so late, wouldn't your wife blame you?"
"Of course it's over~" Jeremiah nodded repeatedly, smiled and "ding" with the wine glass and bumped Yang Can's glass: "Three times, now I am still looking for love."
Yang Can drank the wine dumbfounded, and suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling. He smiled casually and asked: "Don't you want to settle down, go home empty and empty, don't you feel empty?"
Jeremiah's wrinkled face was obviously a little surprised. After thinking for a while, he immediately shook his head: "I thought about it, but... I can't do it, my God, look here." Pointing to the hot bikini girls walking around in those parties:
"This is Los Angeles. They show up in front of me every day. I'm just an ordinary man. How can I stand it? If I only have sex with a woman now, it's better to kill me."
After Jeremiah finished speaking, he obviously found that this topic was a little absurd. He also took a sip of alcohol, and put a big hand tightly around Yang Can's shoulder.
"Yang, honestly, I really envy it."
Yang Can looked at him curiously: "What do you envy me?"
"Envy you, very, very many places." Jerry gestured with his fingers:
"It should not be said to be envy, it should be said to be jealous, I am jealous of your youth, jealous of your current career, I am more envy of your courage to dream, your luck..."
Jeremys drank some wine, breathed out alcohol, and kept saying:
"When you were your age, I was the same as you. I dreamed of taking my work abroad. I have been to France and Germany, but it is really too difficult. The gap is too big. I have put in all my efforts, but I have failed... I even lost all my savings. At that time, I thought about "suicide".."
Jeremiah suddenly grabbed Yang Can's hand and said excitedly:
"But you~ but you succeeded, don't you think this is incredible!? You are just a Chinese, and you have conquered our American audience with a TV series with an all-Chinese cast! Oh my god, why didn't I be like you at that time Same, this is simply...this is simply."
After thinking hard, Jeremys finally thought of a description:
"It's like building an opera house in the desert of Africa~! You even sold all the tickets for the show~~ On the land where there are all lions, wolves, and baboons, you are attracted to watch the opera. People, you are really! Damn! Lucky! God~~ God must be a Chinese...#￥%x"
Watching this abc gold medal producer sighed while drinking wine until he couldn’t hear what he was saying, and finally fell asleep, Yang Can remained calm from start to finish, because he knew that all success is Because he has this special ability, as long as the energy passes, the success he expects will come.
Perhaps in the eyes of people in the industry like Jeremys, his luck is very good, but Yang Can knows that he deserves all of this. It is Mai Weijian, Yang Xiuya, Yan Shangxi, Lu Zibo... all of these have been collected by themselves. The result of the elites working together with themselves.
Perhaps in the eyes of these Americans, a considerable part of their success is due to luck. A good script, a good actor, a good director, a good team, these elements plus chemical reactions can become a successful work.
And with a bunch of "unknown" Asian actors, a director with a record of conviction, and a script from Hong Kong people, it can only be described as a miracle.
However, time will tell everything, and the top will let everyone know that this is just the beginning. Yang Can gently squeezed his fist.
Yang Can became proud of his chest, and began to drink wine unscrupulously, lying on the balcony, and even humming a song. I don't know how long it took before he heard someone slam the glass door and call him.
"Yang~~!!! Yang~~!!! Come here soon~!" Yang Xiuya and Xu Xiaoxiao, two little girls, were slapped on the glass with two black bodyguards and shouted.
Yang Can just got up and opened the locked glass door and walked over. At this moment, he saw Yang Xiuya and Xu Xiaoxiao sneaking up and didn't know what they were doing.
"What are you doing...?"
"What are you doing, you forgot ~ Real Madrid vs Barcelona match tonight! Spanish national derby~!" Yang Xiuya frowned unhappily.
Yang Can smiled bitterly, almost forgetting that this national spirit is a loyal fan of the ball. Of course, we can’t miss such an important game tonight. As the protagonists, they can’t go. They can only ask Angus Jones to help and take them. Go to the bedroom to watch the ball game.
Angus Jones felt extremely disappointed, and mumbled: "What's so good about football, it's not a Super Bowl game." He opened the door.
Yang Xiuya and Xu Xiaoxiao sat down in their arms at once. The two girls were holding popcorn, and they watched the beer with relish. The English broadcast did not affect their interest.
"Do you know them... What are you blindly looking at." Yang Can lay in the middle of the two men, asking very speechlessly.
"Of course I know~! Pique, Fabregas, Cassinias, good players~~Of course Metz is the strongest." Yang Xiuya patted Yang Can's arm badly, hurting It made him scream.
"I... I like Ronaldo..." Xu Xiaoxiao whispered in Yang Can's ear, a little shy, to prove that she is also a fan of the ball.
"C Luo.. It's greasy, it's not pleasing." Yang Xiuya couldn't help but shook her head again and again to express her doubts about Xu Xiaoxiao's taste.
In less than ten minutes after the start of the match, Cristiano Ronaldo scored with an angry kick. Yang Xiuya looked disappointed. It was watching Cristiano Ronaldo and another player Marcelo, standing on the corner flag to celebrate the goal with his hands. Doing a "sword" imitates the act of "confrontation" between Ma Xiaoling and Kuang Tianyou.
Yang Can was so dumbfounded.. Damn, this star is also a fan of "I Have a Date with Zombies"...
"In fact, this kid is still handsome..." Yang Xiuya tried her best to control her expression, but her clear eyes were still smiling, so fresh... the world's top stars saluted like their own works on the court. , Who is not happy..