Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 251: Becoming Famous Overnight
The Hollywood Reporter used a sensational headline:
And an extremely creative cover, which made it sold out at many newsstands across the United States.

And the content inside it also contains some valuable information.

"Hollywood, the world's most famous dream factory, plays out the sweetness of "after all the hard work comes happiness" or the myth of "success and fame" every day.

Today, "Twilight" is continuing Hollywood's timeless legend of "overnight fame" with its jaw-dropping box office results.

After the new 007 made its debut last week, everyone thought that the North American film market would be a little quiet this week to prepare for Thanksgiving next week, but we were all wrong...

It turns out that the power of girls nowadays is so strong that it is invincible. Not only did they easily push "Twilight" to the championship throne, but the box office they contributed exceeded everyone's expectations by 1.1 million!
Bolt was even more outshined by Twilight, and its performance was lower than expected...

The cute and affectionate puppy and the sexy and athletic uncle, with the support of the little girls, are no match for the handsome oriental vampire.

Under his leadership, this was the first weekend this year for the U.S. film market to exceed 8000 million, and the first time since "The Dark Knight" became a global hit last year!
………The popularity of the novel is the basis for the success of the film, but Dragon Rider, which was also a bestseller among teenagers a few years ago, failed miserably. So why can Twilight be so successful? "

Michelle Williams saw this and was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Michelle, are you in there? Come out quickly, the director is looking for you."

Michelle quickly wiped the tears from her face, put aside the copy of The Hollywood Reporter that someone had forgotten on the bathroom sink, and said, "Lucy, wait a moment."

She hit the flush button on the toilet to hide the fact that she had come here to hide and cry.

Ruined.

I was unknowingly fascinated by articles related to Twilight. It must be time to touch up the actors’ makeup, but the director found himself away.

Michelle nervously followed the production manager Lucy to the set.

The handsome actor who just said that she was "so stupid why didn't she just die" was standing behind the director, looking her up and down with his blue eyes. The way he looked at her was very strange, which made Michelle even more nervous.

"Director." She said tremblingly.

She was facing a middle-aged white man with short hair and skin that was so pale that he looked sick.

In this small crew, this person is the only one who has the power of life and death.

Michelle heard that the makeup artist before her was fired on the spot by the German director because she made a small mistake and talked back, and the director didn't even want to pay her that day's salary.

When she thought of her rent this month, Michelle swallowed twice and became even more nervous.

However, the white director, who usually never smiles, spoke to her in a surprisingly gentle tone at this moment, "Michelle, don't be nervous. I asked you to come here because I heard that you worked in the crew of Twilight before, right?"

Portland!
Twilight!

Without a doubt, this should be the experience that Michelle misses most in her short career.

In the past few months, she has recalled that time countless times, and was awakened by sweet smiles in her sleep several times.

The Chinese boy, who was about her age, was undoubtedly the gentlest, most gentlemanly, most interesting and most handsome man she had ever met.

none of them.

In Michelle's opinion, even Eddie Murphy or Michael Jackson could not compare to the boy who smiled and called her "little black girl" in Chinese.

She asked the other party what "xiaoheimei" meant.

In the end, he refused to tell her until he left.

"Yes, I...I did it there..." Michelle stuttered nervously.

The director interrupted, "Is it the makeup artist?"

"Correct."

"Who are you responsible for doing makeup for?"

Michelle swallowed her saliva, "I am mainly responsible for the male roles..."

"Male character!" the blond boy next to him exclaimed, as if this was some incredible news.

"For example? Who are the people you make up?" The musical director's tone became softer.

"For example, Nuochen." Michelle naturally said the name that she missed the most first, "and..."

She hadn't finished speaking yet, but the director had already stood up, his tone suddenly raised: "Nuo Chen! Are you sure that you did Chen's makeup in Twilight?"

Michelle was startled and nodded subconsciously: "YES."

The blond male lead exclaimed "Ahaha", his whole handsome face distorted with excitement, "Director?! WTF, it's really her? Are you kidding me?"

Michelle looked at the handsome blond man with no expression on her face, because she hid her contempt deep in her heart.

She felt that this narrow-minded, bad-tempered and uncultured white man was like a vase without any substance compared to Chen.

No, not a vase, because he is far from being as pretty as Chen!

Not even as good as one of Chen's toes. Michelle added silently in her heart.

The director made a calming gesture to the man and said to Michelle, "Michelle, starting today, your salary in the crew will be doubled..."

Michelle was stunned.

"But I have one request... that you make Michael look like Chen, so that people can't take their eyes off him."

Michelle opened her mouth wide: "Huh?"

The director smiled and said, "Just like Chen in the movie Twilight. You know what I mean. Make every girl who sees the movie go back and post it on their blogs, or that book you young people are playing with recently, what's it called?"

Michelle murmured, "FACEBOOK."

"Yes! Facebook. To the extent that they will share it there. You should know that, right, Michelle?"

Michelle curled the corners of her mouth. As a young girl in her early 20s, she certainly knew.

Likewise, although she didn't have the money to buy a plane ticket to New York to attend the premiere, she was very concerned about every piece of news about the release of Twilight.

Whether it was the online criticism after the media preview or the shocking box office results after the premiere, she paid close attention to every single one of them.

Including what the director is saying now.

Because many of her friends are fans of the Twilight book, they all went to see the movie last weekend.

Similarly, on the most popular Facebook, many people are posting photos of themselves queuing up at the cinema to watch "Twilight" and their thoughts after watching the movie.

There seems to be a huge gap between the feelings shared by these post-90s girls and those shared by those old-fashioned and serious film critics, making people feel that the two groups seem to be talking about two completely different movies.

"He sparkles in the sun (capital), and looks so damn cool (capital). I've never seen a vampire so charming! Ever!"

"Edward is really handsome (capitalized), Bella is also very cute, and every actor performed well."

"Bella is beautiful and Edward loves her (capital), and their love (capital) touches me so much."

"I love every single character in the Cullens (capitalized), COOOOOOOL."

"Edward's appearance is not what I imagined, but he is really handsome (capital). The story is also wonderful (capital), and his love with Bella really touched me (capital)."

"This is the most touching love movie (capitalized) I have ever seen. The last scene made many people in the cinema cry, including ME."

The comments these girls posted on their personal social media accounts were not very literary and were very simple.

And it uses a lot of capital letters, which looks very exaggerated. The kind that Americans over 40 years old can't stand even a glance at.

Similarly, they often have very few followers, usually only a few dozen, and at most only a few hundred, and most of them are friends around them.

It can be said that the influence of these girls is so small that no Hollywood film company will target them for marketing.

You have to know that these teenage girls may not even have independent financial capabilities.

What can they do?
Now, three days after Twilight was released, everyone knows.

What they can do is,

Buy one less bracelet or pair of earrings this week.

It took only three days for a terrible movie that was despised by all American film critics to break the $100 million box office mark!
Summit Entertainment, an independent production company that seemed to have given up hope and even gave up roadshows, became the luckiest guy in Hollywood overnight!
Now, in Hollywood, who the hell dares to say that there is no market for chick flicks?

"Michelle, did you hear what I said?" the middle-aged white male director said loudly.

Michelle was stunned for a long moment, then suddenly whispered something.

The director asked, "Michelle, what did you say? Speak louder."

At the same time, the blond-haired pretty boy next to him said, "It shouldn't be difficult, Michel. I'm much more handsome than that yellow-skinned Chinese boy, right? As long as you paint me like that, I will let you stay with me and be my personal makeup artist in the future."

"Do not."

"what?"

Michelle closed her eyes, forced herself not to think about rent, three meals a day, and slums, and repeated loudly: "I said no, Mr. Daimon. I can't do it."

"WTF." The director said in disbelief, "What are you talking about?"

Before she could regret it, Michelle said quickly in the unique tone of a black girl: "I said I couldn't do it, because I can only draw good-looking people to be more beautiful, but I can't draw a pile of dog shit into a person. Sorry, sir!"

……

……

The high-quality ringtone of the iPhone 3G made the world feel that Nokia's chords sounded so crude, and also made Chen Nuo open his eyes in a daze after his hangover.

He fumbled under the pillow several times in a daze before finding his phone. He squinted at the name, swiped to pick up the phone, and put it to his ear.

"Hello, Rob."

"Chen, you knew this a long time ago, right?" On the phone, Rob Friedman's voice sounded serious and anxious.

Chen Nuo closed his eyes and murmured, "Rob? What do I know?"

Rob Friedman spoke very quickly, "Chen, did you know that our movie Motherfucker would be so popular at the box office? Did you know that a long time ago?"

Chen Nuo said vaguely: "How is it possible, Rob?" Rob Friedman didn't know if he heard him or not. The tone on the other end was so excited that he couldn't suppress it: "FUCK, we just got the data. This weekend we sold more than the damn Star Wars!"

"I never in my fucking dreams would have thought that George Lucas would one day be crushed under a movie I made."

"When I saw the opening weekend box office today, you know what I felt? I felt that you are indeed a vampire, a real vampire."

"Oh my God, my heart is half ice and half fire right now, I want to give you a kiss and kick your ass at the same time! Chen, you are such a cunning and cute bastard."

Chen Nuo yawned and said lazily: "Rob, I really don't understand what you are talking about."

Rob said, "You really don't understand? Haha, now I can't tell which of your words are true and which are false."

Chen Nuo said: "I never tell lies, Rob."

"You want me to believe that you didn't walk the red carpet that night, looking heartbroken, and forcing me to sign a contract just because of your wounded pride?"

Chen Nuo frowned slightly and said, "Rob, I don't remember forcing anyone. In fact, after the premiere night, I didn't think about the movie for a few days. I kept getting drunk."

Rob Friedman's voice on the phone finally hesitated, because Chen Nuo's voice did have the hoarseness unique to people with a hangover.

"Okay, okay, okay, I believe you, Chen. I am forcing myself to believe that you are indeed a saint who gets good rewards for his good deeds."

"Maybe thinking this way will make me feel a little better when I give you that huge check, but it's definitely only a little bit."

Chen Nuo asked casually, "A huge amount? How huge?"

Rob Friedman chuckled. "Turn on the TV and watch those motherfuckers on HBO who predict box office are kissing our asses now."

"I think the check you get in the end will make Bill Gates think you made money too fast. After all, this is a financial crisis, right?"

Chen Nuo couldn't help but ask: "Rob, we sold 100 billion?"

Rob Friedman laughed. "Not really. But you really made a fortune this time. We must meet before you return to China. The second part of Twilight must be put on the agenda immediately. I can't wait!"

The phone hangs up.

Chen Nuo drank too much last night. Although he slept for a long time, he still had no strength in his body. He did not get enough sleep at all.

He turned over and wanted to continue sleeping.

Suddenly, his outstretched hand suddenly touched a soft and warm naked body.

He was slightly startled and opened his eyes, only to see a blonde white woman sleeping next to him.

She was lying on her side with her back to him, and he couldn't see her face clearly, but she was very slender, with extremely graceful curves. Her snow-white body was gently rising and falling, and her long golden hair was scattered on her back and pillow, like flowing liquid sunlight.

Chen Nuo remembered what was going on.

Last night, Lori Eisner took him to a celebrity party in New York. He was in a good mood because the box office of "Twilight" was doing well in the past few days, so he accidentally drank two more glasses.

Now it seems that something wonderful happened to him after he got drunk.

Although he is a little confused now and can't remember much about what happened last night.

But now it seems that there is no doubt that the American enchantress Lori Eisner finally slept with him!

Chen Nuo was satisfied for a moment.

He squeezed his body closer and placed his hand on the other's chest, feeling the roundness that was too big to be grasped with one hand.

A thought flashed through my mind, I really can't tell.

He looks so thin, but he's actually so big. I don't know how he hides it.

Afterwards, a strong feeling of sleepiness came over him again, and Chen Nuo fell asleep again.

It seemed that he had not slept for long, as the phone rang again woke him up.

Chen Nuo was a little impatient this time. He didn't even open his eyes and picked up the phone carelessly, saying unhappily, "Hello?"

"Chen, you're still sleeping? Don't you know how outrageous your box office is? Oh my God, it's even more exaggerated than we expected last night."

"I had to take the earliest flight back to LA to attend the meeting at Warner."

"Haha, you know what Michael Slan said at the meeting? He asked each of us to give our opinion on your box office performance. Can you imagine the scene? It was like a comedy convention."

Chen Nuo heard the other party's cheerful voice, and the bad mood he had been woken up from couldn't help but dissipate a little. He closed his eyes and chuckled, "What did you say?"

"It's basically just repeating what I said to you. Although it's not pleasant to admit that you're wrong, I feel much happier when I see that everyone in the conference room feels the same way as I do."

"You really can't blame me. The investment was just over 3000 million, and the filming was so crude. Although I also think that what you said is indeed correct, but..."

"Forget it. Now it seems that all of Hollywood is wrong and you are right."

"I can imagine how many copycat films are now on the desks of many movie company bosses."

"Anyway, I formally congratulate you," the woman said in a mysterious tone.

"what?"

"Two consecutive high-grossing movies, Chen, from this moment on, the door to Hollywood has been completely opened for you."

Although the woman's words on the phone were not clear, Chen Nuo roughly understood them.

In a word, doesn't it mean that the six major film companies might give him the opportunity to audition for the leading role in some small and medium-sized films in the future?

But he took it lightly.

For a newcomer like him who has just made a name for himself in Hollywood, when you are popular, you are a world superstar, but if a movie fails, countless people will question whether you are a copycat product made in China.

Haha, his natural minority skin color makes it so that neither white people nor black people will treat him as one of their own.

Unless he keeps winning, like that guy.

He was laughed at by countless people when he first started running for office, but in the end, he always won.

When he wins in the end, all his enemies will have to become his friends, and no one will think MAGA is a joke anymore.

At this time, no matter how big the politician or how orthodox the family, they would only shake hands with him with a smile. No one would laugh at his merchant background and his dark history anymore.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Nuo thought about it for a while and decided to take a rest.

The main reason was that Lori Eisner's body was so comfortable, plump and soft, like a ball of white clay that could be kneaded at will, not only warm as fire, but also...

and many more.

Chen Nuo suddenly opened his eyes.

Wasn't that Lori Eisner on the phone just now?

The person on the phone was Lori Eisner. Who was the woman lying next to him and sleeping?
Chen Nuo only then discovered...

Where the hell is he now?

This was definitely not the Hilton Hotel suite he had stayed in before.

Where is Qi Yuntian!

Why did he come to such a strange place? It seemed to be a woman's boudoir.

There are even a lot of Barbie dolls there, and there is a Chen among them! ?
wtf?

He propped himself up with his hands with a bit of trepidation and looked at the woman beside him. At that moment, he was afraid that what he would see was an old face full of wrinkles.

Although the elastic feeling I felt just now was not really like it, but who the hell can tell for sure about such things? What if it is silicone?
Fortunately, Chen Nuo took a deep breath and realized that the person he saw was not him.

Although this woman is no longer a young girl in her 20s, her skin is still good.

Of course, no matter how good a white girl's skin is, it's just that.

But, it still looks pretty after all.

Even, it looks a little familiar...
Holy crap, crap, crap!

In the end, Chen Nuo could be said to have fled in panic from that majestic and golden building.

Sitting in the car that Qi Yuntian and Linghu came to pick him up, Chen Nuo really felt like he was going crazy and asked, "Why did I sleep with her?"

Qi Yuntian was surprised and said, "You really drank too much last night and you lost your memory again? Didn't I pull you aside and ask you about it?"

"You told me to leave it alone, but you told me in a very arrogant way that she is a big fan of yours. She went to the cinema to support you from "My Blueberry Nights" to "The Dark Knight". She also went to see "Twilight" the day before yesterday. You said you had to go to her house today to be a guest and take a look..."

Chen Nuo covered his forehead with his hands, and the events of last night appeared in his memory bit by bit.

At the cocktail party, it was indeed the young and beautiful Miss Ivanka with blonde hair who took the initiative to approach him.

He was a little tipsy at the time, and after the two of them had a pleasant conversation, he agreed to visit the famous building and have a cup of coffee.

then……

Hold.

The key point is that ten minutes ago, he calmed down and kissed Ivanka goodbye openly after she woke up.

I was about to go out and take the elevator downstairs.

As a result, I met a tall, slightly fat, handsome old man with golden hair who was returning home from outside at the elevator entrance.

Moreover, the other party actually recognized him, stopped, called out his name, greeted him warmly, and exchanged a few words with him.

After learning that he came back for the visit with Ivanka, he didn't say anything. He even invited him to visit Mar-a-Lago when he had the chance and said he would give him a club membership card for free.

"What's wrong? Brother Nuo. You look so weird."

Qi Yuntian asked in surprise, "Her father is in real estate, isn't your father too? You two are a perfect match, what's the big deal?"

　A 6000-word chapter dedicated to everyone! Love you guys.

　　
　
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