Hollywood Secret Garden

"The New York Halloween Parade the day before yesterday?" Peter Jackson put the newspaper on the table, pushed his glasses and raised his left eyebrow to look at his partner, "Alex, don't tell me—you want a girl to come Play Legolas!"

"In fact, I also felt a little surprised and ridiculous at first," Alex spread his hands with a clear look, as if he knew he would say so, "but I think you should read the report in detail."

"Look at it in detail?" Peter shook his head and unfolded the newspaper again, but Alex immediately interrupted his concentration: "Don't read the newspaper too lowly, maybe you will have a more intuitive impression if you read this .”

He held up a video tape and waved it: "NBC's live report, I recorded it specially for you."

"Okay, then let's all see it." Peter shrugged and motioned for Alex to play.

"Glad that everyone came to Greenwich Village on such a night, yes, the huge crowd behind me is the annual parade crowd, whether it is people who live here or people who come here, there are always many surprises , "A middle-aged man with a microphone appeared on the screen, "Now let's see what unexpected ideas this year."

As the cameraman moved, many men and women dressed in strange clothes appeared in the camera, and the host also interviewed some of the most interestingly dressed, such as a guy with a huge head on top of his head, dressed in colorful clothes. The garbage cans of things are said to support environmental protection.A few minutes later, cheers suddenly erupted at the corner of a street, attracting the attention of many people, and the host and cameraman naturally followed.

The first thing that entered the camera was a black-haired woman wearing a white delicate gown full of classic temperament. The radiant pendants set her off noble and elegant, and her blue eyes and slightly turned-up mouth looked particularly charming.

"God, that's Liv Tyler, she's so pretty, but why are her ears pointy... Hi Miss Taylor, I'm Owen Bruis from NBC, nice to meet you here."

"I'm glad to see you too, Owen, did you come to the parade dressed as reporters?"

"Well... Actually, we are reporters. If you don't mind, Miss Liv, can you tell us why we dress up like this in the parade? Even pointy ears."

"Mainly because... I think you're better off just asking Angel, it's totally her plan that I dress like this, and it's really interesting that she dresses up as a character in the novel herself."

"Angele?"

Although the host was a little puzzled, he soon spotted a familiar figure pulling another person out of the crowd: "Ha, it's Miss Natalie Portman, hello... Oh God, this yes!"

Seeing that Angela finally appeared in the camera, Peter frowned involuntarily, and had to admit that Angela on TV was more beautiful than the one in the newspaper.She obviously asked a makeup artist to deliberately add something to her face to make the lines more distinct, and she should have wrapped a cloth strip around her chest - otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth.Although this can't make up for the inherent feminine beauty, it does make her look full of neutral heroism.

"This is... this is... Miss Angela Mason?!" The host's tone was full of surprise, while the handsome girl frowned slightly and looked at Natalie beside her, followed by a long list of unknown The syllables came out from her throat. It was pleasant but also somewhat magnetic. It was not as soft and sweet as ordinary girls. It seemed that she had put in a lot of effort.

"Hmm... Sorry, what are you talking about? It sounds like a Nordic language, and I don't quite understand it." The host was obviously at a loss for Angela's babbling foreign language.

"Idiot, she speaks Elvish," Peter murmured, completely absorbed before he knew it.

"She was asking me what you guys do. She just came here and is very unfamiliar with the surroundings." Natalie in the camera spoke with Angela in the same language before answering the host's question with a smile.

After staying for two seconds, the host finally realized that they were playing a role-playing game. He laughed a few times and then changed his serious tone: "Welcome here, I'm Owen Bruys from NBC , glad to be of service to you."

After Natalie finished translating, the handsome girl nodded slightly, then put her right hand on her chest with an elegant smile, bowed lightly amidst the countless clicks around her, and spit out cadenced words, while the side Natalie desperately suppressed her smile and translated: "Son of Thranduil, heir of the Dark Forest Elves, Legolas Greenleaf salutes you."

"Stop, stop, stop! Let's stop here." Peter yelled weakly, covering his head with a headache. He was familiar with Tolkien's novels, and he understood what was being said before Angela spoke.

"How? Am I right?" Alex laughed and spread his hands, as if asking for credit.

"Well, I admit that Miss Liv Tyler is indeed suitable for the role of Arwen," Peter said lazily, leaning on the chair, "I will notify her agent as soon as possible, and hope that I will not be disappointed during the audition .”

"Very good?" Alex nodded and watched him wait for a few seconds: "Then?"

"And then?" Peter shrugged, "No then."

"Hey hey, what about this?" Alex pointed to the paused screen, "Don't think that if you choose to ignore it, it doesn't exist."

"What should I do?" Peter finally stood up and scratched his messy hair angrily, "That lady genius gave me such a big problem, how do I know what to do!"

"Problems?" Alex wondered.

"How many people in the United States will see NBC's coverage of the Halloween parade?" Peter asked first.

"Don't know," Alex shrugged, "but there must be a lot."

"Since a lot of people have seen this lady genius in such a costume - I bet the second half of your video tape will be very good, so what if we cast a character that is too far away from her image?" Peter folded his arms and frowned deeply, his helplessness and unwillingness were revealed behind his glasses.

Alex blinked his eyes and didn't seem to understand, but he came to his senses after a few seconds, and shook his head with a smile: "Simply put, you approve of her image, hell, why go around in circles like this? "

"Do you really understand what I mean?" Peter frowned uncompromisingly, "Alex, you know very well that although Bob agreed to our filming plan, he only gave a budget of 3 million US dollars. I don't have that much money to invite big-name stars!"

"She's not a big-name star, is she?" Alex thought for a while, "At least she's not an actress, if I remember correctly, she only got 300 for her cameo in "Death Comes" in the first half of the year." A salary of [-] million."

"Of course, that's her own company." Peter said coldly, then put his hands on the table and narrowed his eyes: "So, dear Alex, do you think it will cost us millions to impress that woman?" Billionaire, that famous singer, that talented screenwriter, that cutting-edge director and producer?! Damn! She has too many titles!"

"Hmm... that's indeed a problem." Alex tapped his head with his finger, then turned his head to look at the assistant who had been acting as a spectator around him: "What's your opinion?"

The assistants looked at each other, and then one of them said, "We can give her more privileges."

"What privilege? Script? Director? Production?" Peter retorted unceremoniously.

"Try to satisfy her in terms of life and various expenses." Another person spoke.

"Then how satisfied is it? Help her move her family to the set?" Peter continued to refute.

"Since Miss Angela appeared at the parade dressed like this and spoke in Elvish, she must also like "The Lord of the Rings" very much. Maybe we can start from this aspect." A younger assistant said at this time.

"Okay, someone finally got to the point, but the problem is—" Peter scanned the conference room, "Not to mention those potentially dangerous jumps, how are you going to convince her to play a male role instead?"

There was silence in the conference room, and after a long while, Alex said uncertainly: "Maybe... Legolas can be set as a female elf."

"Set it as a female elf?" Peter looked at him with a look of "have you burned out your brain", and then gently applauded: "Excellent idea, Alex, then I will be killed by Thor soon." King fans, oh no, without them, I myself would tear me to pieces and throw me in the ocean."

"Okay, so what are you going to do?" Alex spread his hands helplessly.

Peter stared at him for a long while and finally shook his head: "Call her agent and ask Miss Angela if she is interested in participating in the audition—it can only go so far."

Someone who has no idea how much trouble he has caused others by the role-playing games he played on the spur of the moment is drinking afternoon tea with a few friends in the garden of his grandfather's villa.

"It looks like it takes a lot of effort to pull it off, Angela, can you pull it off?" Liv raised the beautifully made short bow that Angela carried that day and pulled the string, but she only pulled halfway. Just can't move.

"I asked them to make it according to the real short bow of the cold weapon era. I want to draw it skillfully and practice often." Angela said with a smile. Those bows designed a toy with a gorgeous shape, but after thinking about it, it seemed that it didn't fit the character to be played, so they finally gave up this plan and chose a real short bow, only adding some decorations and patterns to the production.

"When do you plan to join the Fellowship of the Ring, Your Highness the Elf Prince?" Natalie said teasingly while drinking black tea, "You and Liv were so eye-catching in the parade the day before yesterday, all the media were reporting, no matter Newspapers or TV will always see you, and it's time for Aragorn or Gandalf to come to you."

"Come back when I'm sleeping. I don't have time to spare except for dreaming." Angela shrugged playfully, and then approached Natalie with a narrow smile: "Aren't you jealous, Nat?"

"Jealous? Would I?" Natalie raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, okay, I know I should choose you as my partner, but I want to surprise you, and besides, your current appearance is not very suitable for classical dress. When "Star Wars Legend" is released next year, you You can dress up as Queen Amidala in the parade. The queen is one level higher than the prince and princess, so don't be jealous... ah!" Amidst Angela's exclamation, Natalie walked from The following withdrew Bai Ji's hand.

"What's the matter, Angel." Liv who heard the cry put away the bow and arrow she was still fiddling with, turned her head and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I accidentally touched my knee... on the coffee table." Angela squeezed out a smile, and then secretly gave Natalie a dissatisfied look.

"Angie." Scarlett, who put her chin on the table and looked at her helplessly, finally spoke.

"What's wrong, Manny?" Angela looked at her.

"Come here, please?" Scarlett sighed, stood up and walked to the distance. Although Angela didn't understand, she still followed.

"Is there anything you can't let them know?" Angela opened her mouth after a distance from Natalie and Liv.

"It's not me, but you!" Scarlett turned her head and folded her hands and replied.

"Me?" Angela still didn't understand.

"Obviously, you've lost your due vigilance because you're used to making out with Nat and flirting with me in front of me, aren't you afraid that Liv will hear something," Scarlet said angrily, "and this is a garden, What will you do if the old lady or someone else hears something?"

Although Angela wanted to say that Liv's confused personality might not be able to understand, and Liv seemed to have homosexuality, but she still hugged Scarlett: "Thank you for reminding, Manny."

She looked at the girl sincerely, then kissed the girl's face lightly with a smile, and said again: "Thank you."

Feeling the touch on her face, Scarlett was slightly distracted. Although she quickly adjusted, she lowered her head and didn't want Angela to see her discomfort: "Also, Angie, can you stop doing it in front of me in the future?" Is it too intimate? Although I don't mind your relationship, it doesn't mean that I can face your intimacy without any grudges."

Angela was silent for a few seconds, and hugged Scarlett again: "I'm sorry, Manny, I know I've been too excited recently, especially the Halloween parade, so I didn't take your feelings into account, I promise I won't This happened."

Scarlett finally raised her head, with a calm smile on her face.Angela thought of something at this moment, raised her hand and gestured to her twice, then grinned: "By the way, dear Manny, in two years, when you are 5 feet 2 inches tall, let your hair grow Long—and a wig, too—and I'll make you Legolas myself."

"Le... Legolas?" Scarlett asked blankly.

"Don't think I didn't see the way you looked at your eyes glowing the night before yesterday," Angela said with an expression that she didn't want to lie to me, and then poked her chest jokingly: "It's just that yours is not easy to deal with, maybe it will Time will be bigger than mine."

Scarlett opened her hand a little angrily, and turned her head angrily, as if she was unhappy because her thoughts were exposed, but her clenched lips revealed her true thoughts.

"Let's go back, Angie." Scarlett whispered, there were some things she really didn't want to think about.

"Angie?" Angela didn't answer for a while, and the girl couldn't help but raised her head. Angela was looking at the vestibule with a surprised expression. girl just entered the living room.

"Manny, I want to go and have a look, you go back to the garden first." After leaving these words, Angela quickly walked towards the vestibule. Although Scarlett was suspicious, she didn't ask, but she was on the way back Youyou sighed.

God, I must have read it wrong, how could she appear here?Angela, who was advancing, kept saying things in her heart that even she didn't believe. She watched them get out of the car and enter the vestibule and into the living room. , but why are they together?

"Grandma, I just now..." Angela, who turned into the living room from the entrance, closed her mouth just after shouting, then she straightened her clothes and walked quickly to grandma, bowed slightly to the old man in front of her, and said Chinese said: "Hi, Uncle."

"I haven't seen you for a few years, you are getting more and more beautiful, Xueyi." The old man smiled slightly, then took off a string of beads on his wrist, and handed it to Angela: "I have never given you anything before, so I take this as a gift." Gifts, don’t worry, these are not prayer beads, Christians can wear them.”

The hand beads are composed of 15 equal-sized, clean and flawless top-quality green jade, which is obviously a precious collection.Angela looked at grandma hesitantly, put it away after grandma nodded, and bowed slightly again: "Thank you, uncle."

"Xueyi, your uncle and I have something to talk about, can you take care of this child for us?" Grandma pointed to the expressionless girl sitting on the sofa before she could speak.

"Okay, no problem." Angela didn't say much. After watching grandma and uncle enter the room, she quickly sat down in front of the girl: "What happened, Lily?"

However, she did not receive a response. The girl in front of her was pale, her eyes were out of focus, and she seemed to be much haggard, like a lifeless doll who seemed to have heard nothing.

Angela couldn't help frowning, she tried to ask again: "Lily, why are you with my uncle?"

There was still no answer, which made Angela a little at a loss, and then a bad feeling in her heart suddenly came to her heart.