Hollywood Secret Garden

At this time, the audience who had been waiting raised their hands one after another.

"Okay, the gentleman fourth from the left in the second row." Susan chose one of them.

"I would like to ask, Miss Angela, do your parents support or disapprove of your writing scripts and acting in movies at this age?" A calm middle-aged white male spoke.

"They neither support nor oppose. Everything is up to me. Of course, this is not laissez-faire. They always say that they will always stand behind me and protect me when needed. I love them!" Angela said sincerely full of emotion, all the people were moved by these few words, and they nodded at the same time.

"It's really touching words, your parents are so lucky." Susan interrupted just right, and then looked at the audience: "Then, the girl who is the first from the right in the fourth row."

"Angela, I really like the movies you act in. I have watched "A Couple Made in China" and "Hide and Seek" a few days ago. I want to ask, will you stop acting in movies because of writing scripts?" A well-behaved little black girl who doesn't look much older than Angela.

"Thank you for your support. Of course, if there is a suitable script, I will play the role." Angela said with a smile, and everyone laughed too. Of course, it is impossible not to have a suitable script.

"Next, the boy in the middle of the first row."

It was a shy Caucasian boy, about fourteen or five years old, with some small freckles on his face. He scratched his head in embarrassment after taking the microphone, and said hesitantly: "Angela, may I ask your future Will the boyfriend use your characters as a reference?"

Everyone present was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter, which made both the boy and Angela a little embarrassed. After a long while, the girl coughed lightly and said, "Well... not yet."

After the boy sat down in disappointment, Susan took over the topic: "Okay, the time is coming, so let's leave the last question to the audience in front of the TV."

Soon a call came in, and it was a female voice: "Hi, Miss Susan, I'm Teresa from San Francisco."

"Hi Teresa, do you have anything to ask Angela?"

"I want to ask Miss Angela, since she can tailor a script for Miss Meg Ryan, why can't she also tailor one for Miss Julia Roberts?"

"Oh, Miss Teresa turned out to be a fan of Miss Julia." Susan looked at Angela with a wry smile.

And Angela scratched her face with a smile, and then said: "It's Miss Teresa, right? I think I said just now that I am writing a script. In fact, this script is written for Miss Julia. I also like her very much." Although I can't reveal the plot right now, I can tell you that the name is "Runaway Bride"!"

"Okay, thank you Teresa from San Francisco," Susan turned to the camera again after the staff cut off the phone, "So, this is the end of today's "Face to Face", thanks to Ms. Angela Mason for coming, to We had a great evening, see you at the same time next week!"

Following the host's words, the studio burst into applause again, and the interview was successfully concluded.

"Angie, do you really want to write a script for Miss Julia?" Lilith beside her asked in a low voice.

"I've answered you eight times, Lilith, yes!" Angela said with a helpless sigh.

"Then why can't you reveal the plot to us?" Sally on the other side immediately continued, "Worried about us telling it? Oh, no, we definitely won't tell it!"

"I don't believe you, Sally," Angela announced. "If you would have sneaked up to ask me that day instead of screaming in public, nothing would have happened."

"I didn't mean it. I didn't know you didn't like people to know that you were a screenwriter." Sally said a little aggrieved.

"Then you should sneak over and ask me!" Angela was unmoved.

"Okay, Angie, even if Sally is wrong, how long do you think you can hide it? Anyway, you have already been in the newspapers, and it will be a matter of time before you are discovered." Lily said unceremoniously.

Angela glared at Lilith pretending to be unhappy, and was about to speak when a soft, feminine male voice rang out: "Ladies, it's class time, please finish your work first, please? done."

The three girls stuck out their tongues at each other, Lilith and Sally hurriedly returned to their drawing boards and continued to draw, while Angela was also busy holding the drawing board, mixing the paints and standing beside her with a slight smile on her face. With stubble, a man in his 30s said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hugo, I believe there will be no next time."

"Oh, Angela, your paintings are still as good as ever. I think I may have nothing to teach you." Hugo didn't say much, but looked at her paintings and sighed, each of his interjections It made Angela feel awkward.

"I don't think so, I believe everyone has something I can learn." The girl said with a forced smile.

"You're always so humble." Hugo smiled lightly, then put one hand on the drawing board, looked around, and coughed lightly: "Angela, I heard that you are going to write a script for Miss Julia Roberts ,Yeah?"

The girl looked at her art teacher in astonishment, with her mouth slightly open, as if she couldn't close it. It wasn't until Mr. Hugo coughed lightly again that she realized it. After waving her hands in a panic, she finally calmed down, nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Hugo."

"If possible, can you reveal a little bit of content?" Hugo blinked, stretched out his index finger and thumb to press, "Just a little bit!"

"Well... I'm sorry, Mr. Hugo... I just have a general idea now, and I haven't even written an outline, so..." Angela spread her hands apologetically.

"Well, what a pity." Mr. Hugo sighed, smiled, then pointed to the front, and left.

Angela breathed a sigh of relief. I never expected that Mr. Hugo would be a big mouth sister's fan. You must know that this gentleman reveals a feminine smell all the time, and the orchid finger is so easy to use, which makes the girl very suspicious that he is a GAY, so I am not used to him walking around, after all, she still has a strong sense of masculinity.But now it seems... Wait, doesn't Big Mouth sister have gay movie fans?Thinking of this, Angela suddenly shivered, um, forget it.

Although Sister Big Mouth has not recovered to her original height yet, there are still a lot of movie fans. Today, there are probably dozens of people who asked me about the script because of Julia. , her unscrupulous uncle couldn't wait to call to praise her, and he would be a little angry, if it wasn't for Godfather Brian, uncles and aunts at home, as well as Natalie, Jessica and Lynn Sai and others called one after another, and she must taunt him!

The time at school passed quickly, except for occasional breaks when they would be surrounded by gossips, the students showed restraint, obviously the school worked hard in this regard, because of what happened on Monday, I believe my father was very angry, Well, that's none of my business.At least the friends around me, after the first few days of excitement, began to calm down, but although Vicky and her beauties still got together to discuss the topic between them, they didn't say anything specifically about her.

"Aren't you going back in my car today?" Angela asked a little surprised.

"Yes, today I'm going to sketch at the beach with Claire and the others." Lilith nodded and made an apologetic gesture.

"I want to go too." Angela curled her lips and looked at the reporters guarding outside the school. The media had already retreated, and the only thing left was the paparazzi.

"Then just stay with us." Lilith looked at the reporters outside, "We can just ignore them."

"No, Lilith, there are still things at home." Angela said with a sigh. Just now, the driver David told her that Mr. Sparrow was waiting for her to go back at home. Just thinking about it, she knew what it was.

"It's a pity, then you should go back first." Lilith said with a smile.

Angela nodded. After Lilith said goodbye, she got into the car and drove away.With David's skills and familiarity with Los Angeles, it took a little effort to get rid of those reporters, and then returned home safely.

"So, which companies want this script?" After greeting Jennifer and knowing that the parents were not at home for dinner today, Angela and Sparrow talked.

"Several film companies have the intention to purchase. Warner and Disney have a very clear attitude because they have cooperated before. Paramount is hesitant because you are currently participating in the adaptation of "Forrest Gump", and tentatively contacted you. The remaining ones, Universal, Columbia, MGM, etc., are just rumors for the time being.”

"Wow, should I be happy? The script only has a general idea." Angela rubbed her chin and said quite proudly.

"Actually, George told me that if he wasn't worried about being too abrupt last night, he would have already called you." Sparrow smiled and spread his hands.

"It's a good thing he didn't fight, otherwise he must be out!" Angela raised her eyebrows, then thought for a while and said, "Well, Uncle Sparrow, please reply to them, I will try my best to come up with it within a month." script, and then make up your mind when they read it." And then she laments, "God, I still have to write songs for my first album and do a Forrest Gump adaptation, Why are you so busy all of a sudden?"

"Then do you want to reject other movie and commercial invitations?" Sparrow asked at this time.

"Of course." Angela replied in one breath.

"Okay, but... I think maybe you should read this movie invitation before making a decision." Sparrow said as he took out a thick script with hundreds of pages from his briefcase, and put it on the coffee table superior.

Angela was slightly surprised: "What is this?"

"The work of Mr. Spielberg!"