Hollywood Secret Garden

Angela, completely unaware that her fate was about to undergo a world-shaking change, felt complacent and ecstatic about her little plot, but it didn't last long.

"Did I hear you right honey, you said that Chrissy has published a short story in Marvel and has been nominated for a Nebula Award for short fiction, and has two screenplays about to be bought by Walt Disney Pictures...April 4 Hasn't it been a long time?" At the dinner table, Jared looked at his wife in surprise.

"I'd love to think so too, but obviously, April 4st has indeed passed." Irene shrugged.

Jared took a deep breath, looked at the little guy who was sitting on the side and cut his Chinese food without looking sideways, and then looked at Jennifer who brought the soup, and Jennifer shrugged with a smile: "I don't care about everything." I don't know, sir."

"Well, there is a genius in our family now, maybe we should celebrate it." Dad spread his hands, and then thought: "No wonder I seemed to have an extra check-cashing procedure last year..."

The thick soup that the little guy just put into his mouth almost spurted out, he quickly lowered his head, picked the plate two or three times, wiped the corner of his mouth and said, I'm done eating, and then fled.

Irene did not stop the little girl who ran upstairs in a panic, but sighed and looked at her husband: "Our daughter has grown up."

"Grown up? Honey, she's only eleven." Jared shrugged.

"Jedi, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Chris matures too quickly, which is not good for her growth." Elena still looked at her husband.

"Don't worry, Erin, she's our daughter no matter what," Jared tapped the plate lightly, "she's maturing really fast, but I'm sure she knows what to do and what not to do." Do, and you should trust her too."

"Well, I hope I just think too much." Elena shrugged with a helpless smile, then thought about it, looked at Jared again, and said in an uncertain tone: "Darling , maybe...we can add another brother...or sister to the little guy?"

"Puchi!" Jared, who had just taken a sip of red wine, almost spit out, coughed several times and then his eyes widened: "Irene...I think I..."

"No, I really mean that I still want a child." Elena put her hands on her neck and said seriously: "Chris is too lonely at home, as she said, no matter how many friends you have You can’t stay in your own home all the time. Remember the Watsons couple you met last Christmas, the little guy was playing around with their newborn baby, and when we have another baby, the house will be much more lively.”

"But..." Jared frowned slightly. You must know that babies are not easy to take care of. These guys have privileges. They can do whatever they want, and they can do it whenever they want. Even with Jennifer as the housekeeper and nanny, Angela still didn't give him good fruit when he was born-of course, this has nothing to do with Angela, even if the soul is an adult at that time, but the body is not so simple Listen She directs.

Jared stopped in the middle of what he said. He looked down—under the dining table, and he could feel that his wife's wishes could no longer be changed, while Erin looked at him leisurely, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, It was as if nothing had been done.

"Well, maybe... we should do something," Jared said, raising his eyebrows.

The little girl who fled into the room jumped onto the bed, quickly wrapped herself in the quilt, and then stared at the door without blinking, as soon as there was a sound, she would immediately fall on the bed and pretend to be powerless, At the same time, accompanied by a few soft groans, she would always do this every time she was afraid, and even if her mother knew that she was pretending, she would soften her tone.

However, unfortunately, seeing the time slowly slipping towards 8 o'clock, and the door still did not open, Angela was both grateful and puzzled, how could her mother let her go so easily?Puzzled, she couldn't help getting out of bed and leaning against the door to listen, but there was no sound.

"I hate having to wait before going to the trial stand!" The little girl muttered dissatisfiedly and went to the dressing table, looked at herself in the mirror, gave herself a cross-eyed look, and then pressed her face against it, saying viciously: " Well, Miss Mason, is there anything I can teach you?!"

However, to be honest, it was really stupid to do so, so Angela stared at herself for a long while and could only turn to the other side depressedly, got up and walked back and forth in the room, looking very irritable, and she soon found herself He couldn't help but sighed and sat in front of his piano, opened the cover, took a deep breath, and then raised his hands to play.

"Moonlight Sonata" flows slowly from the fingertips, and the light music reverberates in the room, making people feel like they are in a secluded forest, walking under the bright moonlight, sometimes soft and sometimes clear, just like a stream Constantly scrubbing the heart, although it is not as good as the master, but it has a different flavor.

After the song was over, Angela sighed leisurely, and her restless heart calmed down again. It was amazing to say that the music and musical instruments that she had only had to learn before had become a good means for her to adjust her mentality.You must know that accepting rebirth is easy to accept, but being reborn as a woman is a big blow. This is not a YY novel. It is very easy and simple to change your concept and accept a completely different body and life. That is nonsense, so from her From birth until she was two years old, she always appeared to be a little demented, which worried her parents very much, and even visited many doctors, but the doctors couldn't find out the reason after repeated examinations, until the otaku in her previous life The bachelor's personality became normal only after the outbreak, but even so, he was still in a trance and absent-minded all day long, and he didn't concentrate on doing anything.

She also knew that this was not going to work, so she asked her parents to find a tutor for her when she turned four years old. She wanted to learn to draw. It can be restored to a good level by letting people guide the exercises, and I have done many things in my previous life to concentrate on drawing.

However, she is too familiar with painting after all, so although the teacher was surprised by her progress and praised her as a genius, she still couldn't get herself out of the trance state completely, and in the end she simply became ruthless, which made the child's temper demand It was a regret in her previous life that her father asked a tutor to learn music. At that time, because she liked music, she wanted to learn an instrument, but when she was reborn, she still couldn't even play the guitar. So now she has the opportunity to try anyway.

This trial made her discover the benefits of rebirth. Apart from her natural aura of affinity, she learned things very quickly. With the experience of her previous life, she knew almost everything about music. She knows how to play any musical instrument, the most proficient is the elegant piano, the melodious violin and the crisp Chinese bamboo flute. After that, music has become a part of her life. Not only has she fully identified with herself, but she can even cultivate herself. She will play this "Moonlight Sonata" when she is distracted, and she will play the violin when she encounters setbacks or things she can't decide, and she will play the flute when she is sad.

"Okay, go to Mom and Dad to apologize, and then let them deal with it." Angela closed the piano cover. Although she had made a decision, her little face was still full of bitterness.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, which startled the little guy who was just mentally prepared: "Little one, are you inside?"

"Come in, Aunt Jennifer." Angela immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was ready to be dealt with by the demon mother, she was not yet mentally prepared.

The housekeeper appeared at the door carrying a small plate with some snacks and a glass of juice: "You are hungry, you didn't eat much tonight."

When Jennifer said this, Angela also felt her stomach growling vaguely, and immediately ran over to take the plate with eyes full of little stars, said thank you, and bit off half of a pancake.The housekeeper sat down with a smile on her face, watching the little guy gobble up the snacks.

"Okay, I know what you want to say, Jennifer, I understand, I'll apologize to my mother later." Angela licked her fingers, looked at Jennifer again, and said with some embarrassment.

"No, no, dear, I don't want to talk about this, you know?" Jennifer smiled slightly, and stroked her little head lovingly, "Chris, I watched you grow up, compared to Mrs. Come on, I can see you from another angle, so I want to ask you, what are you afraid of?"

Angela was stunned. That's right. In fact, it's no big deal if I really have to tell my parents about the things I did. Anyway, I was already a "genius" when I was a child and started learning painting and piano.So why do I have to hide it, even lie to my father's signature?

She scratched her head in distress, and quickly understood the reason for doing this, but the problem was how could she say it out, so the little girl finally sighed: "I don't know, Jennifer, maybe there is something wrong. Confidence, I don’t know what’s going on.”

"Well, since this is the case, don't think so much, and don't do it again, okay? Don't worry everyone." The housekeeper said seriously.

"Yes, I understand, I promise I will never do this again." Angela raised her hand and swore seriously.

"Then let it be." Jennifer touched her head again, and suddenly said: "But, Chris, do you really think that I am an excitable woman who loves to cry?"

"Ah?" Angela was taken aback for another moment, but then she realized that in the script of "A Couple Born", the housekeeper on her father's side was described in this way. In the afternoon, she told Nancy that it was based on her own Adapted from the situation at home, so...

"This... you know... Aunt Jennifer, art... there will be... there will be exaggerations or..." The little guy explained helplessly, and the housekeeper stood up with a smile: "Okay, little one , I know, anyway, you wrote it, so whatever you say is what you say."

Really, is this playing tricks on me?Angela puffed her cheeks, and then she heard Jennifer who had already walked to the door say, "By the way, little one, don't bother your parents tonight."

"Oh?" Angela raised her eyebrows, could it be that...

"Well...they're going to be busy tonight."

really!