At the end of the Avenue of Fame, there are tall security guards, all of whom are black and over-faced, with crisp suits, headsets and walkie-talkies as their standard, and some of them occasionally have pistols and electric batons that are accidentally revealed at their waists.

The cameraman's long guns and short guns have long been aimed at every corner around the red carpet, and this will be the source of gossip and weekly topics, and no clue can escape the sharp eyes of the entertainers.

Neon and fountains mingle in the warm California Hollywood, the desert climate of the western United States, and when it comes to the New Year in January, it still doesn't feel cold, and beautiful women with bare shoulders and legs, bare backs and flesh are everywhere.

"Wow, isn't that Donnie?" Shen Jiayao pointed to a male star who walked down from the supercar, covered her little face and screamed excitedly.

"Downey, isn't he dead, how could he ......" Ye Fan muttered, followed the direction pointed by Shen Jiayao, and suddenly realized that this Donnie was not Downey, that blood scum had indeed died in Siberia, but the one in front of him was Robert Downey Jr., a big-name movie star worth hundreds of millions, the actor of Iron Man.

"Oh my God, that's Depp and Nicolas Cage!" Lu Qingyu couldn't help but blushin and screamed, these superstars that can only be seen in movies are within reach in front of their eyes, and no one is inevitably vulgar, and they can't help but be infected by the atmosphere of the scene.

The Walk of Fame was filled with whistles and screams, and each superstar had a sizable number of die-hard fans standing outside the cordon, waving glow sticks, holding photos and banners, shouting and shouting wantonly......

"Being a star is really a profitable thing, I knew that our 'Dream Dimension' should be prepared in advance, what a mistake......" Ye Fan shook his head with a look of regret.

Catherine chuckled beside her, "Ye, it's not too late now...... Don't forget, you are the number one superstar who signed the "Dream Dimension", the pillar of the company, and they are all people in the entertainment industry like Depp, and you are much richer than them!"

"Not only is there money, but also women!" Shen Jiayao grabbed Ye Fan's arm in a sour tone: "May I ask Mr. Ye, how many heroines did you have in your first play?"

"The more the merrier, the more the merrier, haha......" Ye Fan held one in one hand and walked towards the red carpet.

Behind them, the little nun Joan of Arc had a cold little face, wearing a backless evening dress that did not suit her identity, and she was full of resentment.

Catherine followed closely behind Ye Fan, and she carried a few other tickets in her bag, which was obtained through her connections, and the seat was at the back, but it was not easy.

Shen Jiayao and Lu Qingyu are both VIPs with special invitations, and they will enter the Grand Theater through the long red carpet later.

Such a grand event has the opportunity to show off in front of the whole world, and no one wants to miss it easily. At the instigation of Ye Fan, the group of five planned to try to fool the past and make an appearance on the red carpet, after all, they had two VIP letters in their hands.

In addition to Joan of Arc, a minor, the dress and temperament of the four tonight are indeed good, and before they walked on the red carpet, they attracted the cameras of many reporters, and they crossed the sky like meteors among the dazzling stars, dazzling. However, it was only a moment before it was over, as they were stopped by dutiful inspectors.

"I'm sorry, this gentleman, you and this young lady can only take the ordinary passage!" After inspecting the invitations of several people, the ticket inspector stopped Ye Fan and Catherine.

"Isn't it bullying us? Why don't others check?" Shen Jiayao saw several Hollywood movie stars successfully pass through the checkpoint without even showing tickets, so she walked on the red carpet, and couldn't help but arouse indignation and anger in her heart.

"Forget it, you two walked the red carpet, Catherine and I will have a chance in the future. Ye Fan smiled generously, since he can't get through the tricks, it doesn't matter if he enters from elsewhere, the province is not happy, he is here to play tonight, not to find anger.

Shen Jiayao and Lu Qingyu looked at each other with a reluctant look, without Ye Fan, only the two of them walked the red carpet like a movie without a male protagonist, it was too boring and boring.

Catherine was angry and annoyed, she was stopped at the red carpet door of the Hollywood New Year's Eve party, and in the future, she will be included in the negative topic of many gossip magazines, and become a stain on her life that can never be erased, whether it is for Ye Fan or their newly established film company, this will be a fatal adverse effect!

In fact, as long as they are a little famous, big names and celebrities can walk on the red carpet with their heads held high, and no one will stop them at all, while those newcomers who have not walked the red carpet and are rarely exposed to the media must be supported by someone to successfully pass the test and quickly embark on the road to fame in the way of seniors leading juniors and old leading new.

Ye Fan and these people are all fresh faces, although they have outstanding temperament, handsome men and beautiful women, they are still stopped as rookies in the entertainment industry.

"I'm the president of Dream Dimension Pictures, and we have an invitation! Why don't you let me in?" Catherine said loudly and defended theorizing.

"I'm sorry Miss, I've only heard of DreamWorks, and your invitations can only get two of them on the red carpet. ”

"Is it okay to be accommodating?" Lu Qingyu pleaded with the other party in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, beautiful young lady, it's my job ......" The man was very old-fashioned and just wouldn't let him go.

Ye Fan smiled: "It's okay, our seats are also separated, let's go in and talk about it!"

Hades is good to see, the little ghost is difficult, he can't force his way over, on this occasion, it would be too rude.

"You're going to regret it!" Catherine puffed and pointed at the man, "Because of what you did today, you will regret it for the rest of your life!

The man shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, innocent.

Even if he's a big star, that's in the future, at least not yet.

Shen Jiayao was so angry that she stomped her feet, Lu Qingyu had a sad face, but it was Ye Fan, who was still calm as usual.

Looking at their aggrieved appearance, Joan of Arc secretly laughed in her heart, hum, this world is not always up to you!

"Where did the big star come from? You're talking about this hillbilly?" Behind him, a man gave a dismissive taunt, causing several people to turn back at the same time.

A man and a woman came hand in hand with their arms crooked, the man was wearing a white plaid suit with a gentleman's bow tie around his neck, just like those male stars who walked the red carpet, full of style, a small half of a snow-white silk scarf was exposed in the left breast pocket, but there was a trace of ridicule and coldness on Jun's face, looking at Ye Fan, it was obvious that he had a strong hostility.

"What are you? Don't be afraid of the wind and flash your tongue!" Shen Jiayao heard his disrespectful words, and the anger that was already holding back erupted uncontrollably.

"He's not a thing, he's Park Sang-dong, a mallet. Ye Fan squinted and smiled.

The last time in Taipei, he and Xie Senyang had a big fight, all because of Ye Fan, this time in the United States, the two met in a narrow way, Park Xiangdong wanted to see how Ye Fan lost face.

"People who don't have a transcendent identity also want to walk the red carpet, which is an insult to Hollywood. The corners of Park Sang-dong's mouth were gloomy, and he and his female companion said loudly: "Ji-yeon, have you seen this person in the film and television industry?"

"I don't know this gentleman. The woman next to Park Sang-dong is also a Korean, and she is a little famous in Hollywood, although she is not as good as Angelina Jolie and Nicole Kidman, but in the Korean artist circle, Lin Ji-yeon is also a first-line female artist.

"Of course you don't know, he's not a person in this circle at all!" Park Sang-dong shouted: "Look more carefully, these young ladies are not stars in the entertainment industry, don't let people with bad intentions sneak into the theater!"

Lin Zhiyan's eyes swept over Shen Jiayao's three daughters, glanced at Joan of Arc again, and shook her head gently, "I haven't seen it." ”

"Did you hear that? Where are the security guards? These people are trying to sneak in, and their purpose must be not simple!" Park Sang-dong shouted at the top of his voice: "You should arrest them immediately......

Syllable!

Before Park Sang-dong's vicious provocation of fanning the flames was finished, he was slapped the left side of his face, leaving a red five-finger print!