Hollywood Secret Garden

"Why? Why must political factors be added? Isn't there enough political content in the novel? Why not give everyone a realistic fairy tale, but make the movie as spicy and satirical as the novel?"

The girl was walking around in the office, talking excitedly, causing several middle-aged men on the sofa and behind the desk to stare at each other, not knowing what to say.

"I can't read politics in books, and I don't want to, that's not what I'm supposed to be reading, all I know is that I saw a retarded person who was smarter than most smart people, and made it up in my head for him It is a story about running forward and working hard to achieve success!"

The girl waved her small fists, as if she was giving a speech: "The journey of life is full of unknowns, just like that piece of white feather, which either fights against the wind, or floats with the wind, or soars into the blue sky, or falls into the abyss! It is like chocolate, you You never know what the next one will taste like! So, why do you think so much! Just run hard towards your goal! Gentlemen, you can think that this is just a little girl’s imagination, or you can think that it violates the principle The spirit of writing, but this! This is Forrest Gump in my eyes!"

Swiping a circle with her hand in the air, Angela ended her words.After a while, someone applauded lightly, followed by everyone in the office applauding.

"How about it, Mr. Glum, do you still insist on your opinion?" On the large sofa, Eric Ross, who was full of scorn, asked the old man beside him with a smile.

Winston Groom took off his large glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and looked at the little girl with a wry smile: "Excuse me, Miss Mason, are you really only 12 years old?"

"You are not the first person to ask me this question, and I believe you will not be the last." Angela shrugged, then pinched her still fleshy face, and also returned a wry smile: "From the outside, I even Not even 11 years old."

There was a chuckle in the office, Winston spread his hands and sighed: "I admit, I am moved by you, Miss Mason, but I still insist on my idea, of course, if you want, we can communicate again .”

As the author of the novel, he certainly hoped to put the scenes in his novel on the big screen intact. For this reason, Paramount had many disputes with him during the negotiations. In the end, it was conditional on Winston's participation in the adaptation. Sold the adaptation rights.Unfortunately, Angela's letter arrived at Mr. Groom's home when he was about to pack his luggage for Los Angeles. Naturally, it was thrown aside after two glances. For Winston, it was just It was just a little girl's joke, if he hadn't just thrown it in the bottom of the suitcase and brought it to Los Angeles, Rose would not have seen it by accident and was attracted, and then contacted Angela, you must know that the two of them were because of the adaptation Emphasis has been debated many times.

"I think Miss Mason's thinking is very close to mine, so, Mr. Edwin, what do you think?" Rose turned to the man of about fifty behind the desk. This is the manager of the production department of Paramount Pictures. Mr. Edwin Brown.

"This is your specialty, so I agree with you." Edwin said with a smile, "Miss Mason, if possible, I would like to invite you to participate in the adaptation of this book."

"It's a great honor, but what I want to say is that I'm just a little smart, so let the two gentlemen do the main work, and I'll give my opinion from my point of view." Angela also said with a smile.

"To be honest, it was a wonderful speech." Mr. Sparrow said to Angela after getting in the car.

"Thank you." Angela replied a little listlessly, which was quite different from the way she came to Paramount excitedly at the beginning and gave passionate speeches in the office.

"What's wrong?" the agent asked.

"It's nothing, it's just something on my mind." Angela pursed her mouth and didn't say much.

Thinking of getting fucked by Jessica and Lindsay that day... She was furious. The last time it was Jessica, it was fine, but now she was 3P, and how old is Lindsay?What a shame!But no one else could say these words, and when she thought back to leaving Jessica's house that day, she was dizzy, and there was still a feeling that she still had something to say, which made her feel extremely useless.

This kind of emotion directly affected her attitude towards "Forrest Gump". She originally planned to say a few words, just like "True Lies" and "Heart", just provide some inspiration, but she ended up going to Paramount After the interview, I learned that the original author, Winston Groom, actually requested that the film be made into a film that satirizes politics just like the novel. "The Story of Gan Zheng" is a well-deserved great movie, how can it be so short-sighted!So she immediately gave a speech, and then there was the previous thing.

Never mind, my wife is a genius!When the time comes, I can say whatever I want, whether they think I'm a genius or a monster, it's up to them!My wife is going to win the Oscar for Best Adaptation!Angela gritted her teeth in her stomach and said, her bachelor character started to flare up again.Of course, there is another thing, you must bring a small pot of wine when you go to Jessica's house in the future. If they dare to do that again, it will definitely make them look good!

Sparrow didn't say much, but drove up to Beverly Hills. After driving for more than 10 minutes, he stopped in front of No. 323. This is a typical British Gothic building. It can be seen from the pointed shape of the roof and the pillars with multiple lines. The house is decorated with flowers and the like, and the bustling crowd inside can be vaguely seen through the windows.

The manager got out of the car first, but he didn't go away, he just stood outside and waited, and there were rustling sounds in the car from time to time. After a few minutes, the door finally opened, and then the different Anji Pull drilled out.

White leather shoes, white stockings, white skirt, the same white coat, and a white hat, plus a few embellishments, the little girl is simply adorable.

"It's really rare to see you dressed up like this, very beautiful." Sparrow couldn't help admiring.

"...Thank you." Angela managed to squeeze out a smile. She said she was smiling but it looked more like a facial paralysis. For her, this was torture at all, and the three most annoying things were all in place!Stepping on high-heeled shoes, the whole body is leaning forward, as if it might fall at any time; while the stockings rub against the thighs and calves, it is indescribably uncomfortable; the most serious thing is that the skirt opens and closes with walking, and it is not because air is poured in and licked Her small ass forced her to straighten herself and clamp her ass tightly.

At least one thing is lucky, now I don't have menstruation!Angela thought about it bitterly, walked to the door and rang the doorbell.

After a few clangs, the door in front of her opened.

"Hi, dear Chrissy, my little angel, you are finally here, my sister is waiting." The man at the door smiled and gave the little girl a hug, "I am surprised that you are wearing The dress is so pretty."

"My dear uncle came to Los Angeles from London and finally plans to buy a house and live in it for a long time. I have to dress up a bit before I come to congratulate." Angela raised her eyebrows, "It's really your style. Is the stalking going to the end?"

"Hello, Jack, I'm glad you're here too, come in." The uncle pretended not to hear the little girl's words, greeted Sparrow, and let them enter the house.

There weren't many people at the party, and they were all Frank met when he came here, as well as some business partners, so Angela quickly found her parents and hurried over: "Dad, Mom."

"Honey, how's it going?" Elena asked with a smile.

"It's very bad." The pink little girl pulled her clothes and complained.

"Come on, honey, this is a very formal party." Mom patted her lightly.

"Yes, I know, so I'm just complaining." Angela's frowning expression made Elena angry and funny: "Well, if you Frank agree, I will allow you to go home early."

"Thank you, Mom." The overjoyed little girl couldn't help but want to jump up, but her father cut in: "Wait, what your mom asked just now should be about your going to Paramount today."

"Oh, yes, Chrissy, you changed the subject." Mom said with a smile.

"But that has nothing to do with uncle's new home, right, so let's talk about it when we get home." Angela made a face, and ran away quickly. Her new goal was to stand by the window and just met a certain lady or After chatting with the lady, there may be a woman who will be the hostess here in the future.

"My dear Big Mouth Sister, I'm so glad to see you again." The little girl crashed directly into Julia's arms, making her laugh along with surprise.

"How are you doing, Angie?" Julia hugged Angela and looked at her with a smile. "Well, you look so pretty."

"Thank you, but it's a pity that I don't grow tall." The little girl said, gesturing the height of herself and the other party, "I hope I will be as tall as you in the future."

"It's not a good thing, honey, to be honest, I think I'm too tall and shoulders are too broad, so I'm not very attractive." Sister Big Mouth shook her head and said with a smile.

"Really, if necessary, I can go to the street and find a dozen people who like you right now, right here..." Angela smiled narrowly, "I also guarantee that I can find at least one."

Of course Julia knew what she was talking about, and coughed a little awkwardly: "Maybe, yes, I heard that a horror movie you made will be released soon, right?"

"Yes, around the end of September, will you come to the premiere then?" Angela asked with blinking eyes.

"If they invite me, I will." Julia liked the little girl very much, so she agreed.

"I'd like to borrow her for a while, okay, Julie?" a voice broke in at this moment.

"Of course, Fren." Julia nodded with a smile and left.

"Why, your target should be her, shouldn't it?" Angela said teasingly after Big Mouth's sister left.

"But my dear sister told me that my little angel is going to fly away early, which makes me very sad." Frank made a melancholy look.

Angela looked at her uncle with a black line on her head, and said after a while: "Well, don't worry, my dear uncle, your archangel will come, I will not forget it, I promise!"