Global Film Emperor

Chapter 145 The Beginning of the Battle of Dragons and Tigers

"Ugh"

Early the next morning, Lu Ze struggled to get out of bed, his mind was foggy, and his back of the head and temples were throbbing with pain, making it painful to breathe.

He really drank a lot last night. Even Lu Ze, who has a good alcohol tolerance, got drunk. Although he knows how he got back, he has completely forgotten what happened after he entered the house.

Sure enough, Lu Ze didn't even take off his shoes before struggling to get out of bed, went into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, made sure to turn the temperature up, and turned on all the bathroom heaters, hoping to sweat it out quickly.

After struggling to take off his clothes, Lu Ze lay in the hot water. The water was indeed quite hot, almost painfully so. He grinned and enjoyed it for a while. By the time he got up, he was already feeling a bit dizzy from the heat.

The party was starting at 7 p.m., so there was no rush to get up. He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and tried to relax for a while. In his drowsy state, Lu Ze fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already noon. I felt much better than in the morning. After urinating for a full minute, I looked in the mirror and patted my face. Fortunately, the swelling from last night's hangover had subsided, but my complexion was still not very rosy.

"Oh, what a tragedy."

After changing into a set of loungewear, Lu Ze took the elevator to the seventeenth floor. Song Guiyuan was also staying at this hotel. Last night, Old Song drank the most. He was so drunk last night that he didn't care about anyone. Now, Lu Ze was worried about his condition.

“Knock knock knock, sister-in-law, it’s me, Lu’er.”

The door opened, and Zhuang Xue saw that it was Lu Ze. She quickly greeted him, "Lu'er, come in quickly. Your brother Song was really drunk last night and hasn't gotten up yet."

Zhuang Xue is quite interesting. People say that sour foods indicate a boy and spicy foods indicate a girl, but she really doesn't have any dietary restrictions. She eats anything, whether it's sour or spicy, and she doesn't suddenly crave this or that.

But she still makes the same mistake, she still likes Song Guiyuan. Now she feels like vomiting whenever she smells Song Guiyuan's scent. She doesn't know how much the baby in her belly hates Song Guiyuan.

Moreover, she also likes to smell gasoline. These past few days, she has been wanting Song Guiyuan to drive her to the gas station, but she doesn't want to fill up the tank; she just wants to enjoy the smell.

"Hey, I just got up too. Sister-in-law, you should lie down quickly. You're too delicate right now, I'm worried about you. Rest now. You've only been pregnant for a little over thirty days, how can you still walk around like that?"

The couple didn't come over after she became pregnant; rather, Lao Song was filming here, and it happened to coincide with the summer vacation at the school where Zhuang Xue taught. She came to visit the set and stayed for two months, and then the accident happened.
Now things are really messed up. The two of them probably won't be able to leave for the next few months and will have to stay in Guangzhou until the three-month danger period for miscarriage is over before they can return to the capital.

"Hey, it's not as scary as you say. Want some water? I'll pour you some. Old Song's inside, go call him yourself, I can't stand the smell on him."

"No, no, you should go back to your room and lie down too. I'll go check on him."

The couple now sleeps in separate beds. When Lu Ze opened the bedroom door, the room was dark with the curtains drawn. Song Guiyuan was snoring loudly and loudly, which was quite frightening.

He walked over and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in. Lu Ze walked to his side but didn't call him. Anyway, it was still early, so he let him sleep a little longer.

Seeing that Song Guiyuan's eyelids were swollen, Lu Ze couldn't help but laugh. He took out his phone from his pocket, snapped a picture of him looking like that, and then closed the door and left, satisfied.

After greeting Zhuang Xue, he went to check on the others. There were quite a few people who had dinner together last night. After all, Lao Song had a lot of friends, and Lu Ze had drunk with them before, so it was better to go and see them all.

After walking around and looking at each place, she ate something to fill her stomach, read a book for a while, and then around 3 p.m., Wang Zixuan, carrying her makeup bag, knocked on the door and went inside.

Actually, she looks a bit like a technician.
Because Lu Ze never liked heavy makeup. Even when attending events, he would only apply some concealer and nothing else.

This greatly reduced the workload of makeup, and there was no need for a makeup artist at all; Wang Zixuan took care of the whole job.

"Brother Lu, is this alright?"

Lu Ze looked in the mirror and saw that there wasn't much change, which satisfied him. He nodded, picked up the suit hanging up, and went back to his room to change. A Bulgari blue suit, a black shirt, and a matching blue tie—all neatly arranged, his now rather robust physique perfectly complemented the custom-made suit, exuding masculinity.

Where's Brother Liu?

"They're already waiting downstairs."

He buttoned up his suit jacket, gently patted off any stray lint, checked his tie in the mirror, put on his watch, and got up to go downstairs.

There's no need to call anyone else, they're all going to be there soon. Lu Ze went down to the underground parking garage and found a Bentley Sanmo extended version. This car was lent to Lu Ze by the head office and was said to be the former chairman's car. The license plate number had five eights.

Now Lu Ze is no longer an unknown figure in the group. When the old chairman heard that Lu Ze was going to participate in the award, he personally notified him to send his car over.

This car is probably more impressive than all the other guests' cars. There's no guarantee that some petty people won't hold a grudge against Lu Ze. But can Lu Ze refuse this kindness? Besides, the old chairman also has some other intentions, which Lu Ze understands.

So sit down. He's not that timid. Even if someone secretly curses him, will he lose a piece of his flesh?
Following the order of yesterday's rehearsal, Liu Bin carefully drove his car into the convoy, arranged it in the correct order, turned on his walkie-talkie, adjusted the channel, and waited silently.

The convoy of luxury cars gradually started moving and drove onto the road. Through the window, Lu Ze could already see pedestrians taking pictures with their mobile phones on the street.

Even when passing by the overpass, there were banners hanging on it to show support. Of course, the people who came to show their support were not Lu Ze's fans, but Han Tian's fans who would also be there today.

The vehicle continued forward, and as it approached the venue, the shouts from the fans grew louder and louder, barely diminishing even with the windows tightly closed.

After Liu Bin carefully aligned the car, the back seat stopped perfectly on the red carpet. Lu Ze breathed a sigh of relief, perhaps feeling a surge of excitement or nervousness.

"Go, Daze!"

Lu Ze had received Liu Bin's encouragement. He nodded, opened the car door, and instantly a piercing scream was amplified infinitely, making Lu Ze's ears hurt.

He stepped out of the car, his imposing physique startling the fans. They hadn't expected the celebrity to be so strong until their gaze fell on Lu Ze's face. "Holy crap! Isn't that Lu Ze?"
The flashes kept shining on Lu Ze, making him squint a little. This was his first appearance since the start of the filming of "The Boxer". This tough guy look might not be a favorite among young girls, but some people do like it!

"Lu Ze! Lu Ze! Look here!"

"Lu Ze! Go for it! Seize the throne! You must be crowned emperor!"

Looking to the side, he saw many people he didn't recognize holding up signs with his name on them. He had never hired anyone, so these people were truly his fans.

Lu Ze didn't want to pose on the red carpet; he felt it would be awkward. But there was still plenty of time, and Lu Ze wanted to do something to make his fans feel better after all the heat and hardship they had endured. He didn't care whether others thought it was worth it or not; as long as his fans thought it was, that was enough.

"Excuse me, could I borrow your pen?"

A reporter was taking pictures nearby. Lu Ze noticed that there was a pen on his vest. The reporter didn't refuse. Lu Ze picked up the pen, walked up to the fans holding up his light sticks, and signed his name on the light sticks.

"Don't stay in the heat! Find a place to rest! Thank you for coming to see me!"

After signing autographs for many people, and even attracting fans from other groups, Lu Ze glanced at the time and could only apologize to everyone. He pointed to his watch, clasped his hands together, and offered his apologies.

There were definitely fans who wanted Lu Ze to sign his autograph before leaving, but with so many people, Lu Ze couldn't possibly satisfy everyone. He strode up the steps, picked up a marker, signed his name on the promotional board, bowed slightly to all the fans outside, and walked into the venue.

The fierce battle tonight has officially begun!
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