Hollywood Secret Garden

"I praise myself, I sing of myself,

What I take you will take,

For every atom that belongs to me also belongs to you.

I walk and invite my soul,

I bent down and leisurely observed a blade of summer grass.

My tongue, every atom of my blood, was formed in this soil, this air,

It was born here to the parents, and the parents' parents were also born here, and their parents were the same,

I am 37 years old and have been in good health since I was born.

Hope forever, until death.

Creeds and schools aside,

And take a step back, knowing that their current situation is enough, but by no means forgetting,

Whether I am doing good or evil, I allow free opinions to be expressed,

Follow nature and maintain original vitality. "

Leaning on the bench in the park, the brown-haired girl followed her fingertips, reciting Whitman's poems in a low voice, her white and tender calves were gently swinging back and forth with the gentle breeze, and she was wearing light blue sandals hanging in the air. The little feet lightly tap the ground from time to time, maintaining a constant speed of the calf, and the book placed on the thigh undulates slightly with the rhythm, making the writing on the paper also dance.

The westward sun exudes golden afterglow, falls on her body, and pulls out a long figure. The girl reads slowly with a smile, looking peaceful and beautiful.

All of a sudden, her eyes went dark, and she covered her eyes with both hands from behind, followed by a sharp, goosebumps voice: "Hey, little girl, let's play a game, shall we? We had a great time!" Sugar reward!"

The maliciousness in the tone was very obvious, so it really made the girl panic at first, but she soon heard the gloating in the tone-changed voice, so she immediately calmed down again, kept her posture and did not move. not talking.

"If you don't speak, it's the default. I promise you will have a good time." The sharp voice continued to talk, but the girl kept her breath, and no matter what the other party said, she just didn't open her mouth and thought about it. Who is kidding her.

Finally, after the man behind said a lot, seeing that the girl still didn't respond, he couldn't help but aggravated his tone and said viciously: "Okay, then let's start our game!" As he spoke, the other party moved his head towards the girl Next to his face, it seemed that he was about to start his hands.

And the girl who had been silent for a while finally spoke at this time: "An~ji~la~"

This word seemed to have magical power, and the person behind him froze, and asked after a while, "Nat, how did you recognize it?"

Natalie took the time to push away the hands that were still covering her eyes, turned her head to look at Angela who was leaning forward on the back of the bench with a surprised expression, and said with a half-smile: "Are you talking about the last thing?" When you speak a sentence, your accent is exposed, and I am very good at distinguishing accents."

"Well, it looks like my acting skills are not good enough." Angela pouted, and sat down next to Natalie, but she didn't know that Natalie didn't tell the truth just now, except for hearing her words In addition to the voice, she also smelled her scent!

Natalie didn't know what was going on, but when Angela moved her head closer, she did smell a faint and very comfortable fragrance, and this smell was the result of the intimate contact in the bathroom. She had smelled it before, and although everyone had their own scent, Natalie was not a puppy after all, so she was surprised that she could tell it was Angela's smell right away.

"How did you come here? Also, did my father betray me or my mother betrayed me?" Natalie asked, holding her hands together.

"Why can't I come here? Is this place already occupied by Martians?" Angela spread her hands and shrugged.

Natalie could only roll her eyes, and then explained: "I'm asking, why did you come here, New York, Long Island, Winnett Park!"

"I came to New York because I was going on summer vacation, I went to Long Island because my grandpa lives here, and I went to Winnett Park because you are here, Nat, I miss you." Angela blinked, Jeanna Tully couldn't help but think again of that intimate encounter that day.

What the hell is wrong with me?She asked herself in her heart, it was so easy to forget what happened that day in the past few months, but Angela's arrival made her remember it again and clearly.It's not that she hates Angela, but she always feels that kind of behavior makes her a little uneasy, feeling like a thief, everyone is watching her.

"What are you reading?" Angela leaned over again, reached out and flipped through the book in Natalie's hand.

"Ah, yes, in summer I often come to this small park to find a place to read alone, anyway, it's not far from home." Natalie nodded, then sighed full of emotion : "A lot of books are read here, "Charlotte's Web", "The Prince and the Pauper", and "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn", oh, "Uncle Tom's Cabin" is also in Finished reading here." She didn't notice that Angela tilted her head, and muttered in a low voice: Sure enough, she is a high-achieving student.

"By the way, Angie, have you read "Leaves of Grass"?" Natalie suddenly raised the book in her hand, "It's the first time I read it today, although I don't fully understand what Mr. Whitman wants to express stuff, but very resonant.”

"Well... yes, I've read some, not much, but I remember British novelist DH Lawrence commenting that he was the first to shoot at the cliché that 'the human soul is above the body'!" Angie He coughed dryly, puffed out his chest and said, "Luckily, I can still remember some of the stories about Whitman, and I used to glance at them occasionally when I was flipping through books in my father's study. It's going to be embarrassing.

So in order to prevent Natalie from asking further questions, the ignorant guy began to change the subject: "By the way, Nat, how does it feel to make a movie? I'm sure you must have done a good job!"

"I also think I did a good job, but... about the feeling..." Natalie thought for a while as if recalling, showing an expression of both liking and disgust, "Mr. Jean Reno is a gentleman, and Gary Oldenman Monsieur is also very funny in private, but Luc Besson..."

She bit her lip and said after a long while: "He actually asked me to wear nothing under the towel when shooting in the bathroom!"

"What?" Angela opened her eyes wide, "This is too much! But...you agreed?"

"Of course not! Mom didn't agree, and after repeated negotiations, Mr. Renault didn't suggest this, so he made him withdraw his decision." Natalie shook her head, obviously disliked Luc Besson.

"Well, it was my mistake. I shouldn't have given the script to that Frenchman." Angela looked up, she was really speechless about Luc Besson, although the bathroom scene had already been crossed out in the script, But that guy still didn't give up on adding it. Wouldn't the French feel uncomfortable if they didn't add a few nude scenes in the movie?

If it wasn't for the fear that "Killer Leon" would be inferior to the original version, if it wasn't for sending out the script by accident... Forget it, the filming is over, and any more would be useless unless I was reborn again.But this shows that directors and producers are the most talented, maybe I should go to film school to be a director, and then... unspoken rules...

Angela squinted her eyes and looked at Natalie, but then she came back to her senses and stopped her dirty thoughts, the unspoken rules of the hell, with her physical fitness, it may be who is unspoken by whom, this is really an annoying problem topic.

"Well, Nat, if that fellow Luc Besson invites me to compose a movie soundtrack, I'll definitely reprimand him for you!" Angela said, waving her small fist.

"Are you going to make the soundtrack for the movie?" Natalie asked suspiciously.

"Of course...well, that's what I told him, I can arrange the soundtrack of the movie, but it seems that he doesn't really believe it, at least he hasn't given me any news yet." Angela shrugged.

"Okay, soundtrack master, if you want to reprimand him for me, you can take the initiative to fly to Paris to his office, point to his nose in front of his face and preach, instead of waiting for him to invite you to go , that’s what you do.” Natalie made a funny face, very cute.

"Hey, I'm serious, I sent the theme song in April." Angela said hurriedly, as if she was afraid that Natalie would not believe it, and then said showily: "You know, I have already released a song I have an EP, it's popular songs, and I'm preparing an EP of pure music piano music, and it's still based on my three popular songs..."

Before she finished speaking, Natalie interrupted with her eyes wide open, "Wait, Angie, don't you want to say that you are Miss AM?"

Angela was startled, and suddenly remembered that the pure music EP had already been released in early July, right?Hell, because of her body, she actually forgot this, she hurriedly asked: "Have you heard "Recall"?"

Natalie shrugged, then took out an EP that was still poorly packaged from the backpack beside her and praised: "I don't often listen to pop music, but Ellie from the neighbor's house recommended this pure music EP to me, so I just listened to it." I bought it back, it’s very good, I like it very much, and then I went to find Miss AM’s first EP, it’s also very good, she can write those beautiful songs, and she can also arrange them into piano music, it’s not true not simple."

After she finished speaking, she still raised her eyebrows and looked at Angela, as if she didn't want to lie to me, Angela pouted for a moment in silence, then moved a little closer, and said, "Can you come to my grandpa's house after dinner? Or just go to my grandpa's for dinner?"

"What are you going to do?" Natalie asked, flinching back.

"I have a friend from England who is studying at Cambridge University. During the summer vacation, she chose a subject on the establishment and development of New York in the 17th century. We need a guide to show us around New York. You know, although I I often come to New York, so I’m sure you don’t know much about it, so let’s have a good talk, of course, what’s more important——” Angela stretched out her hands, raised them in front of Natalie, and then squeezed them with a sneer Fist: "I will teach you how to play those two pieces in "Recall" on the piano!"