"British Parliamentary Elections. The Conservative Party led by Lady Margaret achieved the most decisive electoral victory since the Labor Party's victory in 1945, gaining a majority of 397 seats, leading the opposition Labor Party
and one hundred and forty-four seats of the Freedom Alliance..."
The sound of the TV was deliberately turned up louder, drowning out other sounds in the hotel room. Helen's face and neck were pink, her rapid breathing reached its peak, and finally she lay on the bed exhausted.
Ronald handed over a glass of water and turned down the volume on the TV. The walls of the hotel on the Pinewood set were not well insulated, and if the noise continued like this, Maureen Tiffey, who lived next door, would protest.
"Thank you." Helen took the water and drank it. She raised her head slightly, leaned on the pillow, and touched her face hard, "Has my face gained a lot of weight?"
"No? I think it's just right." Ronald also squeezed it.
"I think I'm too fat. After filming Supergirl, I have to work hard to lose weight."
"No need, you have signed a contract for two sequels..." Ronald consoled her. Helen was indeed much fatter than before. White girls in America generally gain weight quickly before the age of twenty.
In addition, in order to play Supergirl, she also worked out intensively for four months. Her weight has reached 120 pounds, and Ronald could feel that it was much heavier than before when he held her in his arms.
"Oh, Ronnie. You are really dishonest. I know that the third Superman movie failed at the box office."
Helen Slater made a serious face, pushed Ronald away, turned to the other side and slept on her side.
"Is it that bad? I think even if the Superman series is bored by the audience, it doesn't stop them from watching Supergirl, right?"
"Yeah, but the filming was really bad. Faye Dunaway was often late and out of shape. Christopher Reeve refused to guest star, so we had to put up a poster of him in Supergirl's bedroom."
Helen turned around and said, "I have never been in other crews, but this crew doesn't give me a good feeling. Many people want to escape from the crew as soon as possible."
"Don't worry", Ronald said nothing and gently stroked Helen's arm to calm her down.
"You never seem to be very fat." Helen discovered a new blind spot. "Were you like this when you were a child?"
"Well...actually I don't remember much about my childhood. You know, the car accident..."
"Really? I can't imagine what you looked like when you were a child. I have always been very thin when I was a child, like a tomboy, and I would run around in the yard with my brother every day."
"You? Tomboy?" Ronald didn't believe it. He looked at Helen's long blonde hair, round wrists, fair skin, and a pair of big blue eyes with double eyelids, which were very feminine.
"You don't know, right? Before I was ten years old, I always had boy's short hair, which was very wild."
"Why? Your parents want you to have short hair? If we have a beautiful daughter like you in the future, I will definitely dress her up very beautifully."
"Well, my parents were not divorced at that time. They didn't let my brother and I cry, get angry, or be unhappy. Anyway, such emotions were not allowed to appear at home."
Ronald was surprised by Gerald's method of educating children. His Aunt Karen was very permissive to Donna. She would cry when she was unhappy and laugh when she was happy. Especially girls, isn't that the case?
"I don't know, they think it's good to be happy only. Things that girls do like crying are forbidden. They don't let me cry at home. Maybe this makes me become more of a tomboy."
"Then what do you do when you are angry?" Ronald felt that in his interactions with Helen, she was very elegant, and it seemed that she had never been angry.
"I have my own way." Helen smiled.
"What can I do? Sandbag?"
"Do you think I'm the same as you? Idiot." Helen became happy again.
"It seems that your parents' divorce has a great impact on you." Seeing Helen's mood improve, Ronald asked her.
"Yes, they had a very good relationship when I was a child...before I was eight or nine years old, and they loved each other very much. But after I entered middle school, Gerald gradually became busy. I only remember that he broadcast the Nixon hearings, so
I got attention all of a sudden and had little time to go home.
Then there were quarrels, quarrels, and finally divorce. I tried every means to get them together again, but they always quarreled when they met..."
Ronald hugged Helen tighter.
"I have no expectations for marriage. Anyway, people who love each other will hate each other and separate after being together for a long time."
"Of course we won't do this." Ronald kissed Helen on the lips.
It turns out that Helen has been avoiding intimate relationships. No wonder Helen was not very clingy or controlling when she and I were separated.
"Is it because of this incident that you said those words last time?" Ronald finally thought of what Helen said to him last time he visited London. If he fell in love with someone else, he must have
Tell her this honestly.
Helen nodded.
"Of course that won't happen, sweetheart. I'm thinking of you." Ronald then stroked Helen's arm.
"That's good." Helen also moved closer.
"So how are you doing here? Is there... um... is there anything delicious?... um... I mean there is nothing delicious in Britain."
Helen turned her head and looked at Ronald, "Are you jealous? Um...Ronnie?" She chuckled, "You send flowers every week, is there anyone else on the crew who doesn't know?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, and Ronald lowered his head and kissed Helen.
After a long kiss, Helen was a little short of breath. She raised her hand to block Ronald, saying that she wanted to enjoy the feeling of cuddling with Ronald and just chat.
"Then you have no memory of your childhood?"
"Only some fragments and some photos." Ronald replied, "By the way, there is also this watch, which is the only relic left to me by my father."
Ronald raised his wrist and showed Helen his watch. It had a large dial with large numbers and luminous light. The leather strap was old and there were many scratches on the metal dial.
"Hey, this looks like a pilot's watch." Helen called out, "Is your father a pilot?"
"No, he is just a retired soldier of the Marine Corps. He and my uncle were in the same army. He married my mother and her sister respectively, which is Aunt Karen."
"This watch looks like it has a lot of history, so you might as well change it to a watch that you can wear every day. This watch may have some origins."
"That's what you said."
"Hey, I'm still too fat." Helen began to worry about her figure again and touched her thighs and waist.
"It doesn't matter, I think your figure is the healthiest. And your acting skills are good, no one will notice your figure." Ronald also touched her and comforted her.
"What do you know about acting?" Helen was in London, and her supporting actors were all famous actors like Peter O'Toole, Faye Dunaway, and Mia Farrow, and her acting skills were similar to those in Ronald's exploitation films.
I became more and more dissatisfied with it.
"Why do people keep saying that I don't know how to act recently?" Ronald thought to himself.
…
After spending a day with Helen, Faye Dunaway finally waited for her husband Terry. Her mental state was finally under control and the filming returned to normal speed.
Ronald also said goodbye to Helen and flew back to Los Angeles.
"Ronald!"
When he arrived at the arrivals area of Los Angeles Airport, Ronald saw a familiar figure picking him up. It was Eddie, his agent in New York.
"Eddie," Ronald hugged him happily, "why are you in Los Angeles?"
"I'm here to see my client. I remember that your advertising contract was signed with me." Eddie said with a straight face.
Ronald knew that he was filming a Saab commercial, and Eddie found out about it, so he took him to the coffee shop.
"This advertising business was found by Richard personally, and it is from a foreign manufacturer..."
Eddie laughed, "I'm not here to accuse you, Ronald. On the contrary, I'm very happy to know that you have started shooting advertising business again. I've come to find you a business this time, and you can't refuse."
"Oh? Which company asked me to shoot an advertisement?" Ronald asked.
"Still your old buddy, Burger King."
"Eddie, I can promise you everything else, but this won't work. I heard that the little girl who starred in the Burger King commercial, Sarah Michelle Gellar, was sued by McDonald's and was banned from eating at McDonald's for life.
When I get busy, I just point to McDonald’s hamburgers.”
Ronald said half-jokingly that when he first struggled in Los Angeles, he survived by relying on McDonald's coupons and Big Mac burgers.
"That's impossible, I won't introduce you to a controversial business. Burger King has already achieved its goal, and they don't need to touch McDonald's anymore. This time it's a new advertising idea. In fact, Burger King has only
Half the advertising fee?”
"How could that happen?"
"It's a joint advertising campaign between Pepsi-Cola and Burger King."