Actor: Thank you.

"Fan, see you later at Universal Studios."

"Of course, my Chinese friend, I look forward to working with you."

In the racetrack, Zhang Yuan and Vin Diesel hugged each other and patted each other on the shoulders.

"It's quite big..." Zhang Yuan knew it just by touching it.

These are dead muscles developed in the gym. They are not useful and can easily damage the cervical spine.

So technically, this is an action movie star, not an action star.

Because he doesn't know real kung fu.

Not only does he not know karate or judo, he also has very little wrestling and formal boxing training.

All the training was done after work for the filming purpose, there was no pre-trained training.

Compared with the two top international action stars, Jason Statham and Dwayne Johnson, who joined the series later, he is definitely a wild one.

Jason is a former swimmer. Not only does he have excellent physical fitness, but his body flexibility is also far beyond that of ordinary people.

Not to mention The Rock, WWE doesn't keep idle people.

In comparison, Vin Diesel is more like Arnold New York…

And Vin Diesel is not his real name, but his stage name.

This guy's stepfather was a theater manager, so he was able to get exposed to the showbiz industry early on.

But this person’s biological mother is an astrologer...the equivalent of a white charlatan.

So this person’s train of thought is actually very different from that of Chinese artists.

Many Hollywood action stars are supernatural.

Tom Cruise believes in Scientology, and differences in faith were one of the reasons for his divorce from Nicole Kidman in his early years.

John Travolta is also a devout follower of Scientology.

He once financed a bad movie called Battlefield Earth which was a huge loss.

Because the author of the original novel of this movie is the founder of Scientology...

The beliefs in the United States are very diverse and chaotic, and many sects use celebrities as cash cows and spokespersons.

"Do you like playing with cars?" After the chat, before leaving, Lao Fan pointed to the track.

"It's ok. I'm practicing for work."

Luxury cars and luxury houses can indeed be used as marketing selling points, but they can also easily arouse the audience's disgust.

Therefore, Zhang Yuan is not very interested in playing with cars, and is even less willing to drive luxury cars or show off his luxury house.

He goes to the racetrack mostly for work.

He is more "old-fashioned" and believes that an artist's work and life must be separated.

More young artists in later generations were so absorbed in their acting and playing that they got themselves into the game.

"Oh, I also like to play with cars, whether it is a motorcycle or a muscle car." Fan turned his head and looked at him: "I think American muscle cars are the best cars in the world."

You see, this is what happens when you act and then you get yourself into the role.

"What kind of car do you like?" Vin Diesel glanced at the RX7 parked not far away and showed disdain for Japanese cars.

Because Brian's cars in the film are all Japanese cars.

The actor Paul Walker also likes GTR very much.

I prefer trams because they can be marketed to the white world... Zhang Yuan remained silent.

"For me, it's all the same as long as I can run fast." Zhang Yuanhe answered in a vague way.

"Come On." Fan replied in his signature smoky voice.

"An eight-cylinder supercharged car is a good car."

This is how Americans are.

The boss of Dodge Viper, the famous American V10 sports car, once said.

"If you need to use a turbocharger, it means the engine doesn't have enough cylinders."

This statement is obviously a mockery of the four-cylinder turbo engines that the island countries and Europe are more proficient in.

Little did people know that the rise of the island nation's cars was due to the fact that after the oil crisis, the people of the lighthouse could no longer afford to drive the American big V8.

The early American V8 engine, 8.0 displacement, had less than 150 horsepower...

"When you come to the crew, I'll take you to try out a real good bike in my free time, including a Harley motorcycle." He added, "The best motorcycle in the world."

"I have reservations." Zhang Yuan was a little annoyed. He treated such a junky thing as a treasure.

There are no Harleys in professional motorcycle racing.

"It seems you don't believe it. Why don't we try it now? Do you have a muscle car here?" Vin Diesel said arrogantly.

Zhang Yuan found that this old man was quite excited.

I'm afraid it's not just about showing off one's own interests and hobbies.

This is just the beginning of our contact, and he's already showing his arrogant fox tail.

“There’s an old Mustang.”

"Why don't you drive it and I'll teach you. Then I'll drive it around again and let you know the correct way to operate an American muscle car." The man raised his chin confidently.

Zhang Yuan: …

I have never heard of such a request in my life.

Offer to ride in my car?
That is to say, Justin Lin is not here. If he were here... I would definitely give him a thumbs up.

Be brave!

"Sure." Zhang Yuan led him to the front of the car, then asked his assistant to find a plastic bag and handed it to Lao Fantou.

"What is this doing?"

"You'll find out soon."

And then... try and die.

Vin Diesel finally understood why he was given a plastic bag.

I originally wanted to show off my abilities to this new Chinese brother I had just met, and brainwash him with his values.

This is the standard American "rehabilitation" process.

I didn’t expect that I didn’t show my face and almost made a fool of myself.

Instead of brainwashing the other person, I was the one who brainwashed myself.

The head was shaken and spun as if it had been put in a washing machine.

"It's your turn." After stopping, Zhang Yuan looked at him and invited him.

"No, I have something else to deal with and need to go back." The older brother changed his attitude and refused.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Yuan said Yang Mi's lines.

"It's okay. Bye."

This person got off the bus and walked straight away.

"It's not bad. The muscles were not trained in vain."

"Better than Justin Lin. At least he didn't vomit."

But Zhang Yuan didn't notice that Old Fan put the plastic bag in his trouser pocket and took it away.

It's quite uncomfortable to hold it in!

"That's Fan..." After the big guy left, Liu Qianqian, wearing a racing suit, quietly came to his side.

"Vin Diesel."

"He's a big star!" It's rare for her to know him.

"good."

"Are you bullying others?"

"What kind of words are you talking about?" Zhang Yuan took off his racing gloves and said with a smile: "He asked for it."

"I act based on the attitude that I will not offend others unless they offend me."

"I hope he can learn from this and not get into trouble in the future."

I don't care if you don't deal with others, but if you cause trouble to me for no reason, don't blame me for getting tough.

Through this communication, Zhang Yuan has discovered that this guy has a typical American way of thinking.

If you have competition in your mind, there will be competition everywhere.

If you have enemies in your heart, you will have enemies everywhere.

"Why do you talk as if you are teaching students?" Liu Qianqian looked at him with a smile.

Isn't it normal for envoys from civilized countries to teach barbarians the ways of etiquette?

Xiaolongnu saw that he was both a director and a celebrity these days and had met many people.

It looks like he'll have a good career in Hollywood.

While I was envious, I was also happy for him.

I think he is capable.

I'm just too busy and rarely have time to play with myself.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Do you want to continue practicing or take a rest?"

"Let's take a break. I'm tired too." She was just interested and it was exciting once in a while.

It's not about being obsessed with it.

"Well, take it."

"I'm going to a recording session tomorrow, I'll take you along."

"Okay."

The next day, we contacted the CCTV team that was recording Mr. Liu Huan.

However, Teacher Liu is in New York and he is in California, so the distance is still very far.

He had an appointment with someone from Universal the next day and still couldn't get away.

So he arranged it. "So, after you finish recording for Teacher Liu, come to California."

"I will pay for the itinerary and any additional expenses."

The other party scratched his head, wondering why this guy did whatever he wanted.

But before I came here, my superiors told me to be careful and not to cause any trouble.

I could only reply weakly.

"Teacher Liu has a familiar recording studio in New York, and we can use it directly."

“We don’t have any familiar music studios here in California.”

“The sound quality will be much worse when using a mobile device to receive the sound.”

"So, you'd better..."

They wanted Zhang Yuan to fly to New York.

I feel it's not worth it for a group of us to travel all over the country just for you.

"It's okay, I'll contact the recording studio, you guys just come."

However, they do not understand that whether the minority obeys the majority or the majority obeys the minority depends on which side has more capital.

"If you're worried about getting in trouble with CCTV, I'll help you put them in touch."

Knowing that they didn't want to take responsibility, Zhang Yuan took the initiative to call Editor-in-Chief Liu.

"You too, it's spread all over the station." Old Liu smiled helplessly.

"They said you let the people in the station revolve around you."

"He's on the same level as Liu Huan."

"Just talking nonsense, I really have something to do and can't leave, it's just a coincidence."

"It's not a big deal, but this is a serious job, and the higher-ups take it very seriously. You can't be lame, and the place you record in can't be a shabby place."

"I understand. I'm serious and I can't embarrass you." He joked.

A day later, after Liu Huan finished recording, the CCTV people rushed to Los Angeles.

The whole group of people looked sad.

Not only will the business trip time be extended, but if the recording quality is not good, everyone will suffer.

"Hello, Brother Zhang Yuan asked me to pick you up."

Zhang Yuan sent his assistant to pick people up in person by bus.

"Hello...where are we going?" asked the leader.

"William Adams' recording studio." Zhao Xinxin replied in a serious tone.

"Who?" The people from CCTV didn't understand.

"Don't you know him?" The assistant frowned.

In fact, she didn't know it either, so the boss gave her a foreigner's name, and it took her a long time to memorize it.

After driving for nearly an hour, the car finally stopped in front of a small building in the downtown area.

"Hello, everyone." Zhang Yuan had been waiting there, inviting everyone to get off the car.

These people at CCTV don't understand and are still confused.

But once you get there, enter the building.

The group of people started to curse each other.

He wasn't cursing because he had encountered something bad, but he was shocked by the device in front of him.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck, this speaker!"

"Fuck, this radio!"

These people are professionals from CCTV.

But even in Taiwan, I have never seen such good equipment.

Many things on CCTV are actually a bit old.

It was only after we moved to the new building in 12 that we took the opportunity to replace the water system.

It’s different here, all of them are the world’s most advanced and latest equipment!

Professionals are not interested in anything else, but they drool when they see good equipment.

"I, I, can we use these things?" The leader didn't even look at Zhang Yuan when he spoke, his attention was on the equipment.

"Of course." Seeing them like this, Zhang Yuan wondered whether he should move away from them.

After a while, saliva dripped onto other people's equipment.

"But you only have one day, and you have to be careful not to break it."

"This is the best recording studio on the West Coast." Zhang Yuan silently repeated the word "one of" that he had omitted.

"Boss, look at this photo!"

A younger brother called his older brother over and pointed at the decorative vinyl records and cover photos on the wall.

"Oh, it's him."

Only then did I understand who William Adams was.

This is the founder of "The Black Eyed Peas", the black guy.

"Is this his place?" The leader looked at Zhang Yuan with wide eyes.

"Yes, his recording studio."

"I wanted to borrow something better, but I couldn't."

"I can only ask you to use this place."

“No need to force me, no need to force me…” He waved his hands repeatedly.

If this is considered as a stretch, then we won't be able to do it when we return to China.

However, these people think that Zhang Yuan is exaggerating.

Could there be a better place than here?
They didn't know that Zhang Yuan had called Jackson directly.

We hit it off the last time we met, but we haven't been in touch for a while.

Ask him for help and keep in touch with him at the same time.

Brother Mike’s character and personality are much better than Vin Diesel, and he is easier to talk to.

But unfortunately.

The better place Zhang Yuan mentioned was actually his home.

Jackson's own recording studio is no worse than this one.

But it happened that he was entertaining good friends these days.

The guest was none other than Hollywood legend Elizabeth Taylor, whose sister came to his house to hang out and have a party.

Taylor is in his 70s, and old people don't want to meet strangers.

Knowing that Zhang Yuan was going to lead a team from a big media like CCTV, Mike became even more reluctant.

He was ruined by the media, so he tried his best to prevent the media from touching his private life.

But the old man was still there and introduced me to Laoheige’s place.

The producer of Jackson's new album is this old black guy.

William has a very high status in the West Coast music circle, especially the black music circle.

This guy is not in the same group as the baby oil king Puff Daddy, so he is relatively normal.

Adams later collaborated with many Chinese musicians and is a smart man.

As soon as he heard Jackson's introduction, he readily agreed.

The recording process is not complicated.

About 100 people sang a song.

Less than one sentence per person.

Zhang Yuan only recorded less than 40 seconds of content.

9% of them are to be mixed with other people to form a chorus.

The recording team found that he had a good voice, and the expected off-tune issues did not occur at all.

Liu Qianqian was peeking out from outside the recording room.

“Why do I feel like he sings better than me…”

She has received professional training and although her level is average, she knows what is good and what is bad.

After the recording, the team reluctantly left the studio.

My eyes are almost glued to other people's equipment.

"How come I didn't know that you know so many people in North America?" Xiao Longnu asked curiously.

"There are so many things you don't know."

"I don't know you either."

"None of you have ever been to the lighthouse where you lived as a child."

"It was actually quite ordinary," Liu Qianqian recalled.

“No matter how ordinary it is, it’s still the place where you’ve lived.”

"If you want to see it, I'll take you there."

Of course, what she meant by ordinary was the American middle-class luxury residential area...People have different definitions of ordinary.

Zhang Yuan said he wanted to go to the place where she had lived, just to leave a button so that he could have the chance to go out alone in the future.

I will go when your mother is no longer with us.

After dealing with this end, he was mentally prepared and came to Universal Pictures again.

It's just that during this meeting, while he gave the other party a little surprise, Global also gave him a little "surprise"... (End of this chapter)