hollywood draw

"......It's quiet here, and it's one of the oldest residential areas."

"Houhai..." Wayne didn't say much along the way, but when he asked the driver to drive to the north side of the west area of ​​the city, he murmured softly as the girl hollowed out her head.

The woman turned her head curiously, looked at the calm man beside her, and asked curiously: "Do you know here?"

Nodding silently, Wayne patted the front seats, waited for the car to stop and opened the door and walked down, with loneliness hidden in his eyes that no one could understand.

Sanhai is the general name of this region. It includes three artificial lakes, Qianhai, Houhai and Xihai. This Xihai has a more resounding nickname: Jishuitan.

Its approximate location is north of Beihai Park, bounded from the west of Gulou West Street to the near Xijiekou. This large area is actually only about three kilometers, basically with antique square and quadrangle courtyards, surrounding these three artificial lakes.

As far as we see, the adults living nearby were holding palm-leaf fans to cool off. Now it is time for spring to bloom. The weather is the hottest. There are three children in the distance, and five in groups of them are swimming and playing in the clear lake. The water flows here all year round, so you can still see fishing people in the shade by the lake.

Nowadays, there is neither a bar nor a popular tourist area, so everything displayed tells outsiders that the pace of life here is much slower than other places.

The afternoon sun was very bright. Wayne was silent and led his group to walk slowly along the Houhai. The people who were enjoying the coolness looked at this strange combination and all looked at the Western scenery.

Every grass and tree here seemed to evoke the deepest childhood memories in his mind. He sat on a bench under the shade of the tree and looked at the familiar cruise dock opposite the lake. His eyes changed from the inconspicuous way just now to a purposeful sacrificing glance.

"This place is full of life, and it is very different from the rhythm of this city." Nina looked at her boss and spoke to break the silence atmosphere.

"Let's go."

Shaking his head, Wayne looked at the small yard facing the road behind him again with a very obscure look at the small yard behind him, glanced at the pomegranate tree that was emerging from the wall, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, lowered his head and walked towards the direction of the car when he came.

After the car left Houhai's range, he seemed to suddenly let go of some fantasy in his heart. When the car stopped again, the few of them chatted in a low voice while walking. Occasionally, Nina would greet the person who smiled at her with a stuttering "Hello" and said hello to the person who smiled at her.

Going to the White Tower, passing the East Gate, and going straight to Jingshan. Finally, facing the old palace that the girl strongly introduced, Wayne smiled and shook his head, turned around and took the lead in walking into the Qianmen Main Store. It was not until dark that the group got into the car and returned to the Beijing Hotel.

"Is it true that some of the information I have learned that in Hollywood, there have always been unspoken rules for actresses?

After an afternoon of contact, the woman asked questions more and more directly. When the car stopped at the hotel, she accepted the invitation to continue chatting without any hesitation.

In the living room of the hotel suite, Wayne handed the girl a glass of red wine, tilted her head and looked up and down again, shook her head with a smile, stretched out a finger, and shook it in front of the girl.

"In North America, there has never been such an unspoken rule."

Before the woman could tell her questions, he sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, accompanied by a ball of green smoke, and continued: "Because in Hollywood, these things have been placed directly on the surface for decades. I think you should have heard of interesting things like red sofas."

I can only say that information circulation is not as fast as it has since. As long as a few years have passed, this information will fill the Internet. More than one Hollywood star has publicly talked about his own experiences.

"In Hollywood, as long as the entertainment industry related to film and television is, without exception, Chilolo's patriarchal society. Whether it is the executives of the film company or the main person in charge of the crew, more than 90% are composed of men.

But handsome men and beautiful women in the entire Western world are constantly rushing to Los Angeles to pursue the so-called dream of fame and fortune, which creates a competitive nature in the world that no entertainment industry can compare with. When you have only one or two lines of support, you have to fight with dozens of people openly and secretly, some things that originally exist in secret will be made public by everyone."

These things exist objectively, and Wayne did not need to hide them. In his eyes, the Hollywood circle has never been a world film center that needs to be packaged in art. Instead, it is more willing to be called a pit, a pit where all the cruel people who are constantly rolling around for fame and fortune.

In his memory, the woman around him is definitely one of such a cruel person. This woman does not lack brains, does not care about the eyes of outsiders, and does not lack the ruthlessness.

"Have you ever used a similar method?" the woman swallowed, picked up the wine glass and looked at the man with her eyes slanted, "I mean, have you used a red sofa or something?"

Looking at Chi Chi's big eyes, Wayne directly ignored the innocence and curiosity. He never believed in these superb performances, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"I never need to use that method."

His words were easy to understand. The woman glanced at Nina who was looking down at the magazine by the window. Her eyes turned, as if she had made up some determination. She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, stared at the man's eyes and asked, "Do you think I have the talent to act in Hollywood?"

While she was talking, she put down her wine glass, stood up from the sofa, and looked at the man with a hint of provocation that adults knew.

Compared to the North American big girl Wayne is most commonly seen, this woman has a not-explosive figure, and she can only say that she is bulging and tilted back. However, from her face to her figure, this woman reveals a unique oriental beauty. What's more rare is that even from the perspective of Western aesthetics, this face is definitely considered beautiful.

Unlike Hollywood and the mainstream aesthetic of Asians in the model circle, her glasses are neither slender nor large and collapsed nose, and everything seems to be just right.

"Hey, girl, I have to tell you." Wayne crossed his legs, sucked a big sip of cigarette, leaned on the sofa and looked at the woman, shrugged, "Your appearance is very good, but no one can guarantee that it will still be excellent when photographed by the camera. In addition, the differences brought by different cultures and an unknown performance level of an actor, so I can't judge."

Ziyi's heart had already fallen, but when she saw the man's unmoved gaze and that lazy attitude, she almost gave up her plan and turned around and left the suite that made her feel humiliated.

Is my hint not clear enough? The woman gritted her teeth hard, tried to keep her chest straight and raised her head, showing her best curves, and looked down slightly at the man's eyes again. "Just as you said, at least the appearance meets your requirements, right? As for the basic performance level of an actor, I think you can take a look at it yourself."

The woman's voice was not small, and with this scene, Nina glanced and curled her lips, closed the magazine, and stretched out her hands behind the woman to make a reassuring gesture to her boss, stood up and walked towards her room, and ignored the special audition in the living room.

Although the time is short, she has already investigated through Warner Bros. Bernard Thompson. This woman has grown up. At least on the legal level, there is no legal risk. This is also the main reason why she made that gesture.

Wayne saw the assistant lady's gesture, tilted her head and turned her eyes to the woman in front of her, thinking in her mind whether to hold a special audition. He understood more than anyone that this woman is definitely not simple, and she knows more clearly how deep her fate with the Warner Brothers is.

"Smart woman, you have won the finalist for this interview..."

The night in the capital flashed by. The next morning, when Bernard Thompson and Zhongying's entourage accompanied Wayne on the way to the airport, everyone found that there was an extra woman in the team. In the eyes of everyone, this woman yawned as if no one was around, and got into a car with the director who came to Fulaiwu...

Although the Chunchang International Film Festival in this year claims to be an international film festival, it is the most inconspicuous among the three major film festivals in this land. However, with a special guest and a special premiere film, the attention of all the filmmakers on this land is concentrated in the northernmost city.

Wayne Greenberg is considered a strange name among most movie fans. If it weren't for the news that was bombarded in the media these two days, most ordinary people would not have become interested in this name, but this name has always had a unique meaning in the film industry.

A red carpet is spread out in front of the door of Changying Cinema. There are hundreds of reporters on one side and some fans gathered on the other side. There are not many people, but the atmosphere is very good.

"Here you come."

Suddenly, the flashlights in the media area suddenly lit up violently, and the onlookers squinted their glasses. Wayne walked onto the red carpet alone in a dark suit. He still had his red carpet style, and his footsteps didn't mean to pause. Except for occasionally waving to movie fans and media reporters, he walked the red carpet in a relatively short time.

"This guy made a movie, I took a special leave this time just to see the new Batman."

Among the onlookers, a man in his forties wore glasses was talking loudly with the movie fans he had just met.

"Who said no?" The man who spoke was not over thirty years old, and the accent of him was a local. "If you want to say that the movie made by foreigners is also evil, Tiezi, have you ever watched that "The Joker"? I think that movie is the most evil. It can make people fall into it without realizing it. Every time I watch it, I have to think about it for several days."

“It can be said…”