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Chapter 735 Chapter 803 The gang of liars, the bloody drama and the diary of Zhao'an (1)(1/2)

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A dark green Plymouth GTX in the 1960s was a dusty brake in front of the convenience store.

Wu Xiaozu, dressed in a ball, beard, a white T-shirt and ripped jeans, carried a grease gun to feed the newly collected American muscle car in front of him.

During this period, he often stayed in the working group because of some problems in the later stages of the "Seven Sins" movie.

After coming here for more than a month, he has given him time to calm down and feel the culture of America, adapt to the cultural style here, and absorb nutrients for his first Hollywood movie.

The American muscle car is the first stop he wants to learn. The car in front of him was a muscle car he specially asked the agent of the car dealer to help him collect.

In addition, he is very interested in antique cars.

North America's understanding of automobile culture far exceeds that of the Eastern world. Later generations, for a certain period of time, many people advocated that the nation is the world... But only if you truly engage in the film and pan-entertainment cultural industry, you will understand that this is not the case.

In many cases, nationality is never the world.

Only when cannons can they complete cultural output in the true sense, and then can they be called nation and the world. The words are rough but not rough.

Obviously not yet.

John Wu walked into the fast food restaurant, ordered a cup of coffee and sandwich, sat down by the window, followed two previous copies of the Los Angeles Times, bite the inferior sandwich, and opened the newspaper to read.

"Bad boy Christine Slater is jailed for driving drunk."

"The crew of "The Fresh Prince's Wonderful Things" is involved in a violent crime incident, and the actor is caught in a police investigation!"

These Hollywood news are filled with a large number of entertainment pages, which also makes Wu Xiaozu clearly feel the influence of Hollywood on this side. One of the news attracted Wu Xiaozu's attention.

"Sony and Coca-Cola have reached a preliminary intention, and Japanese people will be involved in Hollywood?" - The Los Angeles Times.

It is not difficult to know about this news that Sony is about to complete the acquisition of Colombia. This is the era when Japanese buy and buy in the United States... 20 years later, another group of Eastern suckers came to pay for Hollywood.

The Japanese were cheated badly by Hollywood in the early days. Of course, compared to the pitfalls of Wall Street, it is a big witch [Bayi Chinese website www.x81zw.xyz]!

"How about Hey bro?"

"Band, it's only $30,000!"

"FXXK! That's Universal!! Man, you're going to become famous!! You'll immediately call the famous Hollywood screenwriter, and then sign a bet agreement with them...I believe..."

"I have my film plan, Band, you know, I have always believed in my film... The path of the righteous man is surrounded by the selfishness and the unfairness of atrocities. Bless him with mercy and kindness, and he leads the weak out of the valley of darkness, he is the guardian of his brothers, and the search for the lost children. When I take revenge, they will know that my name is the Lord..."

Just as Wu Xiaozu was siping coffee and putting two sandwiches on his way to leave, he suddenly heard a burst of screams and...uh... a large number of meaningless and easily misunderstood by people to make words of water.

I turned my head slightly and saw two rustic beggars dancing.

“Yeah, Yeah…I mean of course ~”

The hooked nose sucked in a big mouthful of breath, patted the chest at a man in front of him with a shocked face to relieve his emotions, but he still couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and said in a surprise: "I think we can set up a small film production company to make a small-cost movie. I believe in your talent.

bro! Let's join forces to show the XX that the dogs XXX raises our abilities..."

"Actually, Paramount also took a fancy to another script. You know, I got the script like the Big XX in the San Fernando Valley, and I have the ability to satisfy both companies, just like those Niggers..."

"Fake! shut up...I mean, bro, you're a genius, Tino!"

The two people yelled excitedly, attracting some people next to them to look at each other, and they don’t care.

As for Wu Xiaozu—

He sipped his coffee in small sips and glanced at the two of them.

It’s already very pitiful to grow into this picture of honor, but unfortunately my mind is sucked so badly.

It seems that I can only beg for a living in this life...

Take out a few dollars and put them on the table, get up and leave.

"Yeah, Yeah-baby, come here quickly-oh, that's it, that's it, e On!!"

Eagle-Hooked Nose Bander obliquely observed the movements next to him, gestured to the opposite side, and saw Wu Xiaozu walking towards this side, showing a smile that was sure to win, silently opening his mouth: "It's my turn!!"

The smile gradually became abnormal.

Swing the coffee cup in your hand—

Ah, fight!!!

Wu Xiaozu, who looked at the newspaper with his head down, suddenly rolled up the newspaper, and hit the attacking UFO with a conditioned reflex, and then jumped backwards suddenly.

Bang!

Bang!

The coffee cup was suddenly pulled away, and the coffee was spilled out. Wu Xiaozu jumped directly on the dining table next to him. The newspaper was like a sword, and he was posing in a posture of Huang Feihong pulling his coat.

He raised his feet and gently brushed a few drops of coffee falling from the upper, showing an understatement.

"Oh——" The coffee in the hands of Eagle Nose was sprinkled on himself.

"FXXK ME!China kung-fu?!!!!" The pig waisted face looked at Wu Xiaozu who was jumping onto the table in shock. His chin couldn't close and he was shocked.

The hand unnaturally wiped his nose.

Howling beside him completely regardless of his partner.

It was one thing for him to distort Bruce Lee in the future. At this time, the worship of China kung-fu and Japanese culture was also real, and even reached the point of obsession.

Wu Xiaozu's actions were really handsome.

He may be the only one in the full fast restaurant that can feel the handsomeness of this scene. When he was working in the Manhattan Beach video and video store two years ago, he took advantage of his work to watch countless Hong Kong kung fu films, which can be called human IMDB.

“FXXK…”

Band couldn't help but curse Hong Kong, but found that his partner looked at the Asian in front of him with a dull look on his face, and even his eyes were filled with a mysterious yearning...

"Sorry, I spilled your coffee and accidentally stained your clothes. I think I should make my compensation." Wu Xiaozu apologized to take out $40,50, which made Eagle Nose Bend swallow the words below.

"Sorry, I have all that. If you need better compensation, you can leave my phone number and I'll ask the lawyer to give it to you."

Shet!!! The ghostly Japanese man!

Band, who originally wanted the lion to speak loudly, thought about their purpose, and his annoyed expression slowly dissipated and he smiled, "No, I think you must not have done it on purpose, didn't you?

only……"

He looked at the handwritten script wet with coffee, and a surprise flashed in his eyes, and said helplessly: "This script was originally going to be sent to the Global World soon, I want to..."

“Yes, yes~”

The pig waist face reacted and cooperated, showing a sad look, "I...I...I...is going global soon...but now...Shet, you know, my script is as precious as the X-female X-female. These are all written by me one word at a time, just like my XX. Every time I see it, I feel the excitement that comes to my face..."

Wu Xiaozu got off the table and handed the waiter a large tip of $5.00. He didn't care at first - but this pork waist face was so special... A tall forehead and a conspicuous big chin, which looked like the swollen version of Liao Fan's ancestors. Who can't tell?

He was a little surprised that he actually saw Yuanzhang Tarantino, a big slut here.

"Shut up."

Band whispered in annoyance.

Wu Xiaozu shrugged.

"Can I read the script?"

There are all kinds of scammers everywhere in Hollywood, or he is just a part of the person who came to Hollywood to change his identity to deceive the minimum living life. If it were someone else, Wu Xiaozu would not pay any attention.

But who made it Quentin?

"That's not good~" Quentin pretended to be reserved, "Sir, you know, this script has been bought by Universal, and maybe Christmas will turn into a movie in a movie theater on the corner of the street..."

"Are you sure you really won't show it to me?" Wu Xiaozu looked at the two of them with fun.

“…”

Quentin Tarantino and Lawrence Band were speechless.

"I believe in the character of this gentleman, and it is enough to see his character from the fact that he does not hesitate to tip the waiter for $5. You must believe that Tarantino, those inglorious bastards, will not have this quality."

"Maybe." Quentin beeped in a low voice. He always felt that the 'Japanese man' in front of him was not easy to mess with.

This was the first time he saw a rich man who had just arrived in Hollywood who would choose a muscle car as a transportation tool.

Generally they are Peji or Rolls-Royce.

Band gave Quentin a look.

They believe that the Asian in front of them will definitely like this script!

In fact, they did not lie, and the script was indeed favored by Universal.

You can find out this kind of thing by just checking it. They won’t use such lies to cheat money by breaking it with just one stab. That’s really idiotic!

The quality of this script is really good.

But that's the same sentence.

This is Los Angeles, where there is a place called Hollywood, where even taxi drivers or coffee shop waiters can sit down and talk to you about Eisenstein and Godard, and even take out a stack of professional scripts for you to read, and you can easily find members of the Actors' Union or Screenwriters' Union.

Many people can even tell you that they have participated in the script creation of many popular projects. Of course... there is definitely no signature.

This kind of thing is everywhere in Hollywood.

Every year, people around the world who come to Hollywood to find gold and make movie dreams are flocking to it, and there is no shortage of people with abilities here.
To be continued...
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