The buzz surrounding the film's completion hadn't died down. As the post-production phase continued, Lucas found himself thrust into the world of early promotional campaigns, press interviews, and industry events. It was a new kind of intensity—different from the emotional challenges on set but equally demanding. For the first time, Lucas was truly stepping into the spotlight.
His first major public appearance came sooner than expected. The film's producers had arranged for a high-profile red carpet event to introduce the cast to the press and generate early excitement about the project. It wasn't the official premiere, but it was a pivotal moment in the marketing push, designed to give the film maximum visibility before its release. Lucas had been invited alongside his co-stars, and though he had done a few small interviews before, this was something entirely different.
The morning of the event, Lucas stood in front of his bathroom mirror, adjusting the collar of the suit his stylist had chosen for him. It was sleek, tailored perfectly to fit, and the deep navy color made his eyes stand out. He looked the part—polished, confident—but inside, the nerves buzzed.
Rachel had been in touch that morning, sending a message to remind him to relax and enjoy the experience.
"Remember, you've earned this. You belong here."
Lucas smiled at her words as he pocketed his phone. He kept repeating them to himself as he finished getting ready. The event wasn't just about the film; it was about introducing himself to the world, showing everyone that he had arrived in a major way. But despite the nerves, Lucas felt a growing sense of confidence. The months of filming had pushed him to his limits, and if he could survive that, he could handle a red carpet.
As Lucas stepped out of the car and onto the red carpet, the flash of cameras was blinding. Journalists, photographers, and fans lined the barricades, calling out to the cast as they made their way down the carpet. The energy was electric—excitement, curiosity, and a hint of glamour all blended together in the chaos.
Lucas could feel the weight of every gaze on him as he walked toward the press line, but he kept his posture relaxed, his smile easy. He was used to the intensity of being on set, but this was a different kind of performance. Here, every look, every word, and every gesture would be scrutinized and shared across social media within seconds. But despite the pressure, he reminded himself of Rachel's words: You belong here.
As he reached the line of reporters, one of them, a sharp-looking woman with a microphone in hand, waved him over. Her face was friendly but professional, and Lucas recognized her from a popular entertainment news channel.
"Lucas Cheng! It's great to see you," she said, her voice bright as she began the interview. "There's a lot of buzz around this film, and especially around your performance. How are you feeling about everything?"
Lucas smiled, grateful that the first question was an easy one. "It's been a wild ride. The film was an incredible experience, and I feel really lucky to be part of it. The response so far has been amazing, so I'm just trying to enjoy the moment."
The reporter nodded, her eyes gleaming with interest. "Your role in the film is pretty intense—emotionally complex and challenging. How did you prepare for something like that, and what was it like working with such an experienced cast and director?"
Lucas had rehearsed his answer for questions like this, but he made sure to keep his tone genuine. "It was definitely one of the toughest roles I've taken on. I had to dig deep to connect with the character, but I had an incredible team around me. Emily Quinn, our director, really helped me find the emotional truth in the character, and working with veterans like Tom Harrison made me step up my game every day. It was a learning experience, for sure."
The reporter smiled, clearly impressed by Lucas's poise. "Well, the industry is definitely paying attention. What's next for you? Are there any upcoming projects you can share with us?"
Lucas hesitated for a moment, remembering the script that had caught his eye just a few weeks earlier—the underdog story that had resonated with him so deeply. The negotiations were still in the early stages, but he decided to give a hint.
"I'm reading a few scripts right now, but there's one in particular that I'm really excited about," Lucas said, his smile widening. "I can't say too much yet, but it's a very different role from this one—more hopeful, more about overcoming obstacles. It's something I think audiences will really connect with."
The reporter nodded enthusiastically, clearly eager to see what Lucas would do next. "That sounds fantastic. We'll be keeping an eye out for it!"
With that, the interview wrapped up, and Lucas moved down the line to greet more reporters, take photos with his co-stars, and interact with fans. The nerves he had felt earlier began to fade as he found his rhythm. The atmosphere was charged, but Lucas felt like he was in control of the moment, finally comfortable in the spotlight.
Later, as the event wound down and the cast gathered for a private reception, Lucas found himself in a quieter corner of the room, sipping on a drink and reflecting on the night. The red carpet, the interviews, the photos—it had all been surreal, but now that it was over, he felt a sense of accomplishment.
"You handled that like a pro."
Lucas turned to see Tom Harrison standing beside him, a glass in hand and a knowing smile on his face.
Lucas chuckled, shaking his head. "I don't know about that. I was definitely nervous."
Tom raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "You didn't show it. I've been doing this a lot longer than you, and trust me, you've got the right instincts. Just keep being yourself—that's what people connect with."
Lucas nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude for Tom's support. "Thanks, Tom. That means a lot coming from you."
Tom took a sip of his drink, his expression thoughtful. "You're going to have a lot more nights like this one, Lucas. The industry's already buzzing about you. Just remember to keep your head on straight, and don't get lost in the noise. This world can be… distracting."
Lucas appreciated the advice, knowing that Tom spoke from experience. The fame, the attention—it could be overwhelming, even for someone as grounded as Lucas tried to be. But Tom's words were a reminder to stay focused on what really mattered: the work, the craft, and staying true to himself.
"I'll remember that," Lucas said quietly. "Thanks for looking out for me."
Tom gave him a nod and clinked his glass against Lucas's. "Anytime, kid. Welcome to the big leagues."
The next morning, as Lucas woke up to a flood of social media notifications and news articles recapping the red carpet event, he felt a mix of excitement and calm. The world was watching now, but instead of feeling overwhelmed, Lucas felt ready. He had learned how to navigate the spotlight, how to balance the demands of fame with staying true to himself.
As he sat at his kitchen table, scrolling through the headlines and reading the messages of support from friends, Lucas's phone buzzed with a new message from his agent.
"Great job last night. Call me later—I've got some exciting news."
Lucas smiled, already feeling a surge of anticipation. The future was bright, full of possibilities, and now more than ever, Lucas felt prepared to step into whatever came next.