Rebirth of America, this is my era

Chapter 150: Vanity Fair~
"Next I'm going to hand my microphone over to my good brother!"

"Without him, Star Wars would never have exploded in the market on the first day of its release!"

"It is because of his and Steven's persistence and encouragement that I, George Lucas, can get to where I am today! I am very grateful for his selfless help in promoting the film! His rich imagination in the game amazes me! It is as important as Steven's re-editing!"

"At this point, I think everyone already knows who he is."

"Now, please join me in shouting his name and welcome him to the stage!"

"he is the one--"

"Ethan~~~Jones~~~"

The trembling voice and the drawn-out tail tone brought about a uniform shout.

Following a roar from George Lucas, Ethan Jones, who was wearing a floral shirt, white shorts and a pair of big flip-flops, stretched out his left hand and kept waving to the crowd behind him.

His superstar-like appearance won countless screams. When the high-pitched note that pierced the eardrums suddenly appeared, Ethan Jones, who was almost overwhelmed by the enthusiasm, hurried to the stage.

First, he gave a big hug to George Lucas, who was in a suit and tie, then the two of them put their arms around each other's shoulders and gave a thumbs-up to the crowd below, and then he took the microphone from the other person.

The first words he said silenced all the men and women present.

"MFxxk! George! Who the hell is your brother?"

Ethan raised his hand and gently pushed George Lucas' chest, saying, "When this guy called me to invite me to today's party, he just told me to come over for fun. I actually took the initiative to ask if our party was very formal. If so, I would dress more formally. In the end, he said no, it was just a simple party."

"When I heard the word party, I thought to myself, okay, since it's a party, I should dress however I want, so I dressed like this. But when I just got to the entrance, I was stopped by the very dedicated security guards. They said--" Ethan cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "Sir, we don't need pizza service here."

The sullen words caused laughter from the audience.

Standing in the front row, also in a suit and bow tie, Steven Spielberg shouted at the top of his voice, "Oh Ethan - how did you get in there?"

"That's a good question." Ethan gave Xiao Si a thumbs up.

Then he picked up the sunglasses hanging on his collar and pushed them onto the bridge of his nose.

“That’s how I came here,” Ethan said.

"That's what I did after hearing the question." Ethan took off his sunglasses.

At the same time, he stretched his neck to the length of a large goose and tried to move his face forward.

This action made everyone in the audience laugh so hard that they couldn't close their mouths. After pausing for a few seconds, Ethan retracted his neck and raised the microphone again, "I think you all understand, right?" He patted his face, "If it weren't for my handsome face, you might not see me today."

“When I took off my sunglasses, the security guards at the door were all shocked!”

"They shouted - 'Wow! How can there be such a handsome man in the world? He is much more handsome than Mark Hamill and Harrison Ford! He must be our protagonist today!' Then they apologized to me, saying they were sorry for not recognizing me, and stepped aside to welcome me in..."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

"Crash, lala, lala -"

There was thunderous applause.

Looking at the men and women in the audience who were filled with happy smiles, Ethan also put away his stern face.

"Okay." He smiled and said, "Everyone is welcome to the Star Wars celebration party."

“I don’t have anything to say about this movie.”

"I will no longer praise the greatness of this movie, because I have already witnessed its shock before the movie was released. Now I just want to say——"

"One hundred million is just a starting point!"

“There will be more to come!”

"It's 200 million! It's 300 million! It's 400 million! It's 500 million!"

“Cheer—”

"Because today's celebration banquet is the beginning of your witnessing history!"

Before he finished speaking, countless whistles were heard in the huge banquet hall.

Ethan hugged Xiao Lu, who opened his arms enthusiastically, tightly. Then, a voice of thanks rang in his ears, "Oh Ethan, thank you, thank you for coming to my celebration party."

"You said it much better than Steven."

"real--"

"I love the 200 million, 300 million, 400 million, 500 million!"

"That's really——"

"That's so cool—"

Lucas's thanks made Ethan smile.

He patted the other person on the back twice, said a few humble words, and then stepped down decisively.

As he dodged, Lucas became the focus of the audience again. After Ethan re-entered the crowd, the smiles and applause that came towards him made him feel like he was on top of the clouds.

Yes, three days ago, after seeing off Arakawa Minoru, the call Ethan received was from George Lucas, who invited Ethan to attend the "Star Wars" celebration party today.

"Star Wars" was released on May 5th, more than two months ago. After seventy-three days of screening, Luke Skywalker and Darth Vader teamed up to slaughter all of North America. At the beginning of this month, on August 25th, it officially earned $8 million at the box office, successfully breaking the record for the fastest box office revenue of $5 million in global film history held by Steven Spielberg's "Jaws".

When seventy-three days and one hundred million U.S. dollars, two unrelated numbers, are equated, George Lucas becomes the hottest guy in Hollywood, or even in North America!
The average daily number of 500,000 moviegoers is unmatched!

It was precisely because "Star Wars" swept across America with a devastating force, crushing all the movies released at the same time and creating an unprecedented historical record, so as soon as the new history appeared, Fox couldn't wait to contact all parties and wanted to hold a celebration party.

Although Fox must be regretting it now because they don't own the subsequent copyright of "Star Wars", but it doesn't matter, right? If being a licking dog can keep the movie sequel in their hands, then they will willingly kneel down and kiss George Lucas' new leather shoes.

Since they were going to hold a celebration party, how could they miss Ethan Jones, the great benefactor who made great contributions in the field of publicity and promotion? So after the time of the celebration party was finalized, George Lucas personally sent him an invitation. The speech on the stage just now was also the script he had written in advance. He personally thought it was very good and full of laughter, but...

"Oh Ethan, if I were your teacher, I would give you an F for your writing."

When the speeches of the organizers and invited guests were finished one after another, the performing band came on stage, and the celebration dinner officially began, the crowd that had gathered suddenly dispersed, and people who knew each other gathered in twos and threes to chat about their favorite topics.

At this time, Evelin, who was also invited, shook the champagne glass in her hand and smiled with admiration, “Is this the speech you spent three days thinking of?”

"This is so embarrassing... so embarrassing..."

Ethan smiled, raised his glass, and drank the mild liquid in one gulp.

"Awkward? But they're still excited to hear it, aren't they?"

As soon as Ethan's glass was empty, a waitress in a vest came up with a tray.

After putting down the empty cup, raising the new drink, and nodding to the waitress, Ethan continued, "Actually, no matter what I say on it, they will clap along, right?"

"Because I succeeded, it's that simple."

Evelin smiled at the straightforward words without any affectation.

She tilted her head to glance at Ethan, and her smug look made her shake her head repeatedly.

She admitted that there was nothing wrong with what Ethan said.

In other words, when they came to Los Angeles and stepped into the venue, they had already become the focus here. Before the banquet started, Xiao Lu and Xiao Si had introduced many friends to them, including their common teacher, Francis Coppola, the leading actors of "Star Wars", Harrison Ford and Kelly Fisher, Martin Scorsese, a professor of film at New York University, and their common friends Clint Eastwood, Ron Howard, and so on.

When the most prolific directors of the 1970s in Hollywood smiled and showed their good will...

How dare the rest of the guys not laugh?
When Ethan hooked his left hand around Stoudemire and held Luke with his right hand...

Someone said his jokes were boring?

Oh - who do you think you are?
“What you said is fine, but this is not home after all.” Evelin bumped into him and reminded him, “I know you are very happy, and I like this feeling too, but please restrain yourself.”

"You can express your thoughts in front of me as much as you want, but..."

"Don't talk nonsense here."

"Especially now that you've been drinking."

The girl warned carefully.

The concerned voice made Ethan smile and nod, "Okay, okay~ I know~"

"I'm just telling you something happy. How can I express it in front of others?"

"Besides, today is George and his team's home game."

"Although this place is related to us, it is not a big relationship."

Ethan has a clear positioning for himself. He is here to have fun today.

After all, this is a celebration party for the "Star Wars" movie, and the visitors are all Hollywood practitioners. Although games are also a part of entertainment and are of the same type as movies and TV, they are only similar in appearance. The real production core is still very different.

In this case, the people in Hollywood should support the stinky feet of Luke and Stoudemire. It's the fragrant feet of a little Yi like him.

Well… within a few minutes, Ethan admitted that he was wrong.

Although he and Evelin didn't go and talk to anyone, there were quite a few people who came to say hello.

There are actors——

"Mr. Jones? Wow - it's an honor to see you here..."

"Ms. Johnson, you are even more beautiful than the media reports..."

"I like your games very much, and my favorite is Snake. Of course, I am not saying that Star Wars and Pac-Man are bad. It is mainly because Snake takes a short time to play, and it allows me to have fun while recording the show..."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is John Belushi."

"I'm a cast member of NBC's Saturday Night Live."

There is a director——

"Hi~Mr. Jones~Hi~Ms. Johnson, it's really nice to meet you..."

"I'm Howard Zieff, an unknown director in Hollywood."

"I like your games very much, so I came here today to ask if you can give me an autograph? Oh... I brought a Star Wars poster... Thank you, thank you..."

There are screenwriters——

"Mr. Jones, Ms. Johnson, hello..."

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Ronald Shusett, a Hollywood content creator."

"My friend and I recently wrote a science fiction script. We named it "STAR BEAST". The simple description is that an alien monster sneaked into the human spaceship and entered the astronaut's body, and then a fight broke out in space..."

"Excuse me, Mr. Jones, but you said you don't understand movies?"

"Oh, Mr. Jones, you are too modest. When you can conquer the North American public with your games again and again, you are the creator who understands consumers best in the world."

"When do you have time? I'll visit you at your company with the script."

When the first guy who came to chat showed up, the spot where Ethan and Evelyn were became an invisible vortex, constantly attracting the attention of the people around them.

Everyone wants to come up and say hello.

As long as you use a little bit of brains, you will be able to clearly pronounce your name and occupation.

At first, Ethan really thought that those who came up to chat with him were his fans, but after receiving a few groups, he found that the vast majority of them just wanted to make themselves known to him.

They may be interested in video games, but they will definitely not be fanatics like Stoudemire.

What they wanted most was actually to be known by him, Ethan Jones.

Because it means that they might get an opportunity in the future.

Even though this opportunity...

Very slim.

"Is this Vanity Fair?"

After seeing off a group of new guests, Ethan laughed and complained, "Although we don't shoot movies or TV series, our friendship with Steven and George is enough to get us everything in this place."

"uh-huh."

Evelyn felt that what Ethan said was correct, but not comprehensive.

"Besides, they should all know that we have money, right?"

The girl smiled and said, "If the occasion didn't allow it, those screenwriters would have loved to show us their inspirations directly. Look at the look in their eyes when they spoke!"

"How eager they are to discover curiosity in us!"

“Because then they can keep selling!”

"Goose, goose, goose..." The girl's words made Ethan laugh like a goose.

Although he already knew in his previous life that the entertainment industry was as dark as the world, and that the so-called Hollywood filter was just a wrong judgment due to a cognitive gap, when those guys who looked glamorous in front of others really came over to him with lowered eyebrows and coaxed him with a smile on their faces, that feeling was still very comfortable.

Maybe Ethan Jones is not playing in Hollywood...

But capitalists are welcome everywhere, right?

Hehe ~
Beautiful~
After Ethan and Evelyn chatted for a while, a few more people came over.

One of them claimed to be a partner of William Morris.

They contacted Ethan to introduce their advertising services.

Yes, although William Morris is an agency, they also provide advertising shooting and placement services. For example, last year’s campaign advertisement for Nian Zong was shot by them.

Another person claimed to be the general manager of the Los Angeles Golden Shield Security Company.

They communicated with Ethan to introduce their bodyguard and security services.

Some even claimed to be the owner of a Los Angeles performing arts company.

They were chatting with Ethan to find out about the existence of "Star Wars 2".

After Ethan and Evelyn sent away group after group of people, they became a little tired.

Although the two of them were very happy to be admired by the outside world, it was also tiring to communicate too much.

So Ethan thought about saying hello to George Lucas and leaving.

Back to the hotel to rest.

However, just as Ethan was looking around, wanting to see where Xiao Lu and Xiao Si had gone to play, another figure appeared in front of him. Unlike the previous person, this figure was older.

His silver hair made it impossible to tell his exact age, and his forehead, which looked like a ridge of a field, revealed at a glance how hard he worked in his daily life.

When he walked in front of Ethan, his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled, which made him look very experienced. After he opened his mouth, his rough voice made people smell the smell of tobacco.

"Mr. Jones? Nice to meet you."

The guy who suddenly showed up greeted Ethan.

At the same time, he also introduced himself directly:

"Mr. Jones, my name is Roy Disney, Roy Edward Disney."

“Walt Disney is my uncle.”

When the word Disney entered Ethan's ears...

He narrowed his eyes instantly!

Because he remembered something!
Before, before he had a falling out with Atari, classmate Joe had told him that Nolan Bushnell wanted to sell the company to MCA and Disney.

Later, his contact with Xiao Si let him know that MCA did show some interest in "Snake", but what they actually wanted was Atari itself.

At the same time, they also withdrew when Ethan and Atari officially started to fight.

Because when Ethan was beating Atari, he was also beating Philips' Mirowa.

This is in the interest of MCA.

So, when MCA withdrew, Nolan Bushnell and Don Valentine were still holding on to Snake, which meant that the guy who really wanted Snake was Disney.

And now...

This guy who had set his sights on me in 1975 has shown up?

Oh--

Ethan laughed, nodded at Roy Disney, and said, "Mr. Disney, your last name is well-known all over the world. I am very happy to meet you."

After a simple greeting, he got straight to the point, "Why are you here now...? "

Although Ethan's words were not very polite, the guy in the yellow short-sleeved shirt didn't care.

"That's true." Roy Disney nodded in acknowledgement.

At the same time, he looked around and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, so let's go to another place?"

"Okay." Ethan agreed with a smile.

Then he tilted his head to look at his sister.

"Together." Evelyn winked at Ethan.

Because the girl also remembered everything.

(End of this chapter)