Hollywood Secret Garden

"God, you bring these without anything else." Benita looked at Angela's layout in the bedroom in amazement.

"Others? What do you think I should bring?" Angela, who was making the bed, looked up.

"A lot of clothes, shoes, and cosmetics, as well as all kinds of gorgeous and high-end utensils, etc., shouldn't be so simple and..." Benita's eyes moved to the various boxes of musical instruments on the table.

"High-end and taste cannot be completely equated, and comfort and fit are the most important thing," Angela shrugged and took out the violin and put it away, as well as bamboo flute, guitar and so on.

"If you want to maintain the level of instrument use, it's best to find time to practice at any time - even a few minutes, so whether I'm shooting a movie or promoting a new album, I always carry one or both with me, and I don't feel No trouble, because I love music especially when it's played to my heart's content."

After a pause, she smiled again: "To be honest, if the dormitory wasn't too small, I would even move the piano here."

"God," Benita immediately rolled her eyes, "I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune to have you as a genius as a roommate."

"Everyone has their own specialties, don't you?" Angela, who was basically tidy up, sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Benita with a smile. From the way the other party bit her lips, it could be seen that she must have something of her own. proud.

"In fact, I have published a collection of poems—because my elective is literature," Benita said with some hesitation, "The name is "A Journey to Provence", which is my perception when I traveled to France..."

"Wandering in the ocean of lavender, swaying with the wind, lingering in the purple-blue waves." Angela suddenly read out, then turned her head and blinked at Benita, "I didn't expect that you wrote of!"

After being slightly taken aback, Benita opened her mouth wide: "Have you read it?"

"Yes, I have a very good friend in New York. We like to read poetry to each other very much. I have read many anthologies of ancient, modern and contemporary poetry. You have written so beautifully, of course I have read them too." Angie La smiled and said, "If I tell her that my roommate is the author of "Journey to Provence", she will be very envious."

"Wow, I'm so glad you and your friends like it." Benita's eyes were curved, but she was immediately attracted by the laptop that Angela opened after connecting the internet cable: "Do you like to use a computer to write?"

"No way, although I really want to write by hand, it's a pity that it's not as fast and convenient as using a computer anyway," Angela said with a bitter face, "You know, sometimes I have to write two scripts at the same time, but it's a pity that it's so easy to practice. Text."

"Same... two scripts at the same time?" Benita opened her mouth wide again, looking at Angela speechlessly.

"Yeah, for example, besides a film that needs to be supervised, I also have a script that needs to be communicated with people on the west coast, and I also take time to update my blog, so computers and the Internet are essential." Angela shrugged .

"God! God!" Benita yelled a few times with grief and anger on her face, and then ran out of her bedroom, "Why do I have such a roommate? Fortunately, I will graduate next year, otherwise I would be jealous You must die!"

Angela looked at the empty door and couldn't help but shook her head and smiled. Although it was only a year, it should be very interesting.

Benita bought the dinner for her. Originally, Angela wanted to go with her and wander around the campus casually, but considering that Benita has been here for three years, there must be many friends, and she still has a lot of friends. She wanted to spend today in a low-key manner, so she had to postpone it, but before night fell, she was looking around with a telescope on the balcony with great interest.

As time passed, the campus, which was not originally lively, became more and more quiet. After washing up, she said good night to Benita, and Angela changed into her pajamas and got under the covers.At the same time, she took her laptop and prepared to update her blog before going to bed. After a day passed, the novelty of arriving at Harvard gradually faded, and with the sound of keyboard tapping, a feeling of melancholy suddenly flooded into her heart .

"I like my roommate here, and I'm starting to look forward to college life in the future. In addition, I recommend a magical fairy tale novel: "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban", which will be released in a few days Yes, I like this series very much, if I have time, I will write a post-reading review about this series." Angela stopped tapping, looked at the latest episode of "Harry Potter" that was just published next to her bed and suddenly smiled Come to think of it, Benita is also a "Harry Potter fan". When she found out that Angela had the latest episode, she hoped that she could give her a sneak peek. Angela, who was pretending, couldn't help but want to appease her.

Tomorrow, anyway, I know the story, after all, there are still a few days before the official listing.Angela thought about moving the mouse and clicking on the upload button, but when she was about to press it, she couldn't help sighing. The face that was still smiling before suddenly became melancholy, and scenes of past events flashed before her eyes .

Why the hell did he suddenly become sentimental?It's not like he hasn't left home before.Angela thought a little angrily, but after checking the time, she still picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, honey, why did you choose to call here? It must be very late on your side." When her mother's voice came from there, Angela's nose was sore for no reason, but she controlled it immediately With my own feelings, I said in a soft tone: "No mother, just a greeting before going to bed, say good night to Dad for me, and I suggest that you read a passage from "Haha" before Willie and Ike go to bed. Libert, that's it, I love you."

After closing the phone, Angela's mood suddenly became a little happier, she moved the mouse and continued to type: "Besides, I will leave my family to live alone from now on, and it is inevitable to be sad when I am excited, I hope my dear parents will not Worry about me."

Although Harvard University has a total of 12 colleges, only two colleges enroll undergraduates, one is Harvard College, which recruits only male students, and the other is Radcliffe College, which exclusively recruits female students.Founded in 1879, Radcliffe College was originally a women's college and later merged into Harvard University in 1977.Angela will choose her major after one year of Radcliffe. If she feels that the majors in the school are not good, she can propose a mixed major based on what she wants to learn, and the school will arrange lecturers or professors to guide her.

Although Angela's first purpose of coming to Harvard is not to learn knowledge, but she still wants to graduate smoothly, so she has carefully considered her major. Small accumulation, in addition to practicing painting and music when I was young, I also read a lot of books actively or passively. I read the books that Western children should read, and I also secretly browsed through the collections of my father, grandfather, and grandfather.Works by Shakespeare, Dickens, Jane Austen, or Whitman, Mark Twain, Jack London, etc. have also been read in bulk, although most of them are curious about the difference between English writing and Chinese writing. I read many of them carefully, such as "The Lord of the Rings" or Asimov's "Foundation" series-essentially speaking, she still likes to read those novels that are more exciting.

But in any case, this is indeed Angela's advantage, and these readings are also one of the foundations for her to be where she is today, so it is natural to choose a major in literature and art.

From the second day on, Angela could no longer keep a low profile. Even if she could wear a wig and contact lenses to class, it could only cover up for a while. After others discover her disguise, if she wants to go out on the street with this face It's impossible, so it's better to just walk around the campus so openly.

Since there must be such commotions, but this is one of the highest universities in the United States after all. Compared with those fans who yelled crazily at every turn, Harvard students are much more reserved. Although many people are very enthusiastic, they just come here Say hello or shake hands, and occasionally someone asks for a group photo.

Although Angela was quite happy, she was also a little depressed. Sometimes she felt that she was a giant panda again, and was surrounded by crowds wherever she went, and maybe someone would point and point at her when she walked by.

Well, I'm just thinking too much.Angela thought to herself mockingly, but when she was eating at the restaurant or reading in the library or staying in other places, there would always be some self-righteous boys walking by with silly smiles and asking "Do you mind if I sit here" or something like that? If so, it would annoy her.

"I mind very much." Angela answered straightforwardly every time, and then did her own thing regardless of the other party's face.

Compared with high school, the university curriculum is not necessarily so loose, but high school students who want to pass the university must take the initiative to study AP courses, so it is normal to find that time has become sufficient after entering university.But for Angela, it's just that the rest time between each class has become longer, unless it happens that there is no class in the afternoon to leave early, but for freshmen in the university, such opportunities are too rare, so ——

"Come on, guys, you know I don't have much time, so I need you to be more efficient," Angela clapped her hands and said loudly, "Fully develop your enthusiasm, and be worthy of your salary!"

The employees who were transferred to the Boston temporary studio were all familiar people who had worked with them before, so Angela spoke unceremoniously, not only gave a short speech on the first day of the studio, but also From now on, every time I come to the studio after class, I will always repeat the words "worthy of your salary".

Although the staff laughed at her for nagging, she was really serious about doing it. The 10-minute clip has been edited in a few days. Of course, this is not unrelated to Angela's precise vision. After all, all the shots were directed by her. , and there was no need to discuss with others, and a draft of the shot was drawn based on memory, so the progress was naturally smooth.

In contrast, the soundtrack, which is also mainly in charge of her, seems very slow, not because of Angela and the soundtrack assistant's procrastination. Four of the originally planned 12 songs have been completed, and a few old songs are also prepared for backup. , as far as general film production is concerned, this kind of progress is not bad, but the editing is too fast, so there is a feeling that the overall progress is being slowed down.

"It doesn't matter, I don't have class until 10:30 am tomorrow, I can work late today and live outside." Angela kept her promise, and spent the whole afternoon in the studio, constantly walking back and forth between the editing room and the soundtrack room , I filled my stomach with food casually in the middle, and it was not announced until 10:30 that today is over.

"Annie, I'm so happy to see you again!" After a few laps on the street to make sure no one was following her, Angela finally arrived at the villa she rented in Boston. Anne who greeted her.

"Okay, it's just that I haven't seen you for a few days." Annie patted her on the back in a funny way and comforted her softly.

"Let's not talk about that, do you have something to eat? I told the people in the studio that they can eat whatever they want, but they go to Burger King and get a huge burger, big fried chicken, and fries and hot cocoa. God, even if I don't get fat easily, but I can't eat so many high-calorie foods, right?!" Angela cried sadly, "I only ate a little, and I'm almost starving to death now."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it now." Annie smiled and entered the kitchen.

Because it is a midnight snack, the food is very simple, green pepper chicken sandwich with fried egg and milk, but the taste is very good.Annie's cooking skills are excellent, and Angela has always hoped that she could learn a few authentic Chinese dishes from her grandma.

"How is it? How is the middle school here?" After chatting for a few words, Angela, who was eating a sandwich, asked, then blinked narrowly: "Are there any boys dating you?"

"Everything is fine, I met a few friends, and as for dating—the same as before, there are not many people who are eye-catching." Annie shrugged, "These people seem to be produced in the same factory, or they are a pair of It's easy to tell if they're being polite, or they're being dirty and rude, and it's clear from their eyes that they want sex, not love."

"It sounds terrible." Angela frowned and then stretched it out, showing a narrow smile: "Or how about falling in love with women like me, homosexuality is no big deal."

"Do you really want me to fall in love with women?" Annie raised her eyebrows, and deliberately leaned in front of Angela, "Or do you want me to serve you like them, miss?"

Angela blushed immediately and glared at Annie fiercely. She opened her mouth to say something, but the sandwich was stuck in her throat just after she swallowed it. This made her face even redder, and finally It took a big sip of milk to swallow it completely.

Annie couldn't help giggling, and after Angela cast an angry look again, she quickly put away her smile and waved her hand: "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's talk about your college life, it must be interesting."

Angela also didn't want to say anything on this issue, and changed the topic to the past few days at Harvard.There are indeed many interesting things, such as the complete set of 50 volumes of "Harvard Classics" as a teaching material, which covers everything from Plato to Bacon, from "Faust" to "On Kings", from "Bible" to "Analects", as long as it is Articles related to business and humanities can be found in it, so some people say that such a set of textbooks at Harvard is enough.

But what made Angela angry the most was that the opening textbook of Chinese literature was not "Dream of Red Mansions" or "Water Margin" but "Jade Futuan"!At that time, when she saw the Chinese characters on the cover, she rubbed her eyes and thought she was dazzled. To be honest, sometimes she really wanted to pull over a Chinese student and ask them how they felt.

"Okay, I'm going to the piano room. My piano should already be there, right?" After finishing her supper and chatting with Annie, Angela went to the piano room. About "American Beauty" She still needs to work harder on the soundtrack.

Maybe she was too involved. Angela didn't recover from the intermittent playing until after the bell struck 12 times, and then went to bed again under Anne's urging.However, because she has been thinking about how to write the song, she tossed and turned on the bed for a long time before she gradually fell asleep. Even so, in the dream, she still ran around between the notes one by one, and finally woke up from time to time until the next morning. I barely woke up after 9 o'clock.

"Damn it, I thought I could wake up earlier and urge them to make more things. I'm going to New York tonight, and tomorrow is the weekend." Angela yawned and muttered, putting the breakfast that Annie had prepared for her in the microwave before leaving. After turning around, after two or three clicks, he returned to Cambridge under the escort of bodyguards.

Trying to keep himself low-key, he trotted all the way to Shishe, and just as he opened the door, he saw Benita, who was also yawning and with messy hair, coming out of the bathroom.

"You stayed up late again yesterday? Ms. Bramall has reminded you many times." Angela shook her head.

"Oh dear Angie, you won't tell her will you?" Benita grimaced.

"Why didn't you say it?" Angela shrugged.

"Hey, you like it that much..." Benita waved her fist and was about to yell, when she suddenly remembered something and laughed again: "I remember that someone didn't go back to the dormitory to sleep last night."

"So what, I've already asked the school for leave, and this situation may happen often." Angela dismissed her threat.

"Often? What are you doing?" Benita asked in surprise.

"Hmm..." Angela thought for a while and decided to tell the truth. Although she had only been together for a few days, Benita had a good impression on her. She should be able to keep a secret.

"Okay, I can tell you, but you have to keep it secret and not let others know." Angela said seriously.

"No problem, I will keep it secret!" Benita raised her right hand.

"To put it simply, I have a film in production, so I asked the company to rent a studio nearby. Every day after I have no classes, I will go there to supervise the editing. At the same time, I rent a... house nearby, if I work too late and I won't come back and rest there, that's it." Angela spread her hands.

Benita opened her mouth wide, and said after a while: "Wow, this is so cool, God, I'm going to be jealous of you again!"

Angela smiled and shook her head and went into the bedroom to pack up her books and prepare to go to class. Benita called again: "By the way, Angie, your studio..."

"Okay, Bernie, I don't have time now, you can come to me after class, and I'll tell you the details then." Angela raised her hand to stop her from asking.

"Okay." Benita shrugged, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, there is a party tomorrow, do you want to come to it? I don't think you will have to work tomorrow?"

"Party?"

"Yes, the party held by the sisterhood, do you want to see it? It's very interesting, and you can meet a lot of handsome guys!"