A sky blue long-sleeved shirt and a dark brown leather vest on the outside, exuding a youthful atmosphere that is seven points casual and three points funny. Paired with a pair of black tight jeans, it perfectly highlights the woman's slender legs.
, outlining an alluring curve.
There are no decorations on her neck or ears. A pair of large sunglasses covers most of her face, only the tip of her nose and mouth are exposed. Her golden shawl hair flutters in the wind. This woman exudes an indescribable naturalness and harmony.
Elegant. Anyone who sees her feels that this woman is like the big sister next door. People feel a sense of closeness from the bottom of their hearts and feel that she is trustworthy and that they can open their hearts to her.
Edison looked at her and felt inexplicably relieved. He felt that the wound was not so painful. He felt that it was worth breaking his arm for her.
"Hello, thank you very much for pushing me away just now, otherwise I don't even dare to think what would happen to me if those two people bumped into me directly. By the way, my name is... Si, my friends all call me
Annie, you can also call me that." The girl said to Edison, but when she mentioned her name again, the taxi driver sounded the horn twice inappropriately, and Edison did not hear the woman's full name clearly.
"Annie, this name really suits you. Are you a college student? You were supporting your school in the basketball gym just now?" Edison knows the essence of striking up a conversation and knows that he must give the other person closing questions to ensure that the conversation can continue until he finds the other person's love.
Points of Interest.
"No, I graduated from college a long time ago. And I'm Canadian. A friend gave me a ticket, so I showed up. Actually, I don't know much about basketball. What about you? I see you
What have you been recording, are you a scout?"
"That's right, not entirely right. I'm the coach of the Orlando Magic. Have you heard of the Orlando Magic?" After seeing Annie's affirmative answer, Edison continued, "Now is the elimination period of the NCAA, so
I will be a temporary scout to discover potential players." As they arrived at the hospital, the two had to stop talking and enter the hospital for treatment.
"Need stitches, about 5 stitches." The doctor made a simple and clear judgment on Edison's injury.
It was already 9 o'clock in the evening after the treatment. A day's work, coupled with the injury and bleeding, made Edison's stomach growl.
"My stomach is not satisfied, and you are hungry too. Let's go and get something to eat."
"Okay, I know there's a good pizza shop opposite, and it shouldn't be closed yet. To thank you, I'll treat you to it."
"That's a good idea."
"Eh? Isn't this our big star? Why don't you go home so late? I understand there is an underground affair." A tall woman came over.
The first thing that struck Edison about this woman was that she was tall. Edison was 180cm tall. She was wearing high heels and was almost as tall as Edison. She was average-looking, but her figure was exaggerated. Yes, it wasn’t super, but exaggerated. **, it felt like
The clothes could no longer cover all the flesh on her body and could be torn apart at any time.
"Why do you have time to come here to play? It's great. You can relax, but I can't do it. I'm exhausted. I originally had a rest these two days, but a magazine asked me to come over and shoot a cover. I have to participate in a shoot later.
We have a yacht party tomorrow, and we have to help shoot a commercial for a jewelry company. I really won’t have a minute to spare. How can I relax all day long like you?"
Listening to the tall woman's weird words, Edison understood that this guy was here to demonstrate. Looking at Annie's pouted mouth, he got angry without even thinking about it.
"Hello, my name is Paul. Anne, is this your aunt? Can you help me introduce her?"
After hearing this, the tall woman glared at Edison, turned around and left with a livid face, her hips swaying from side to side as she walked, which made Edison's blood boil...
"who is she?"
"A boring bitch who competed with me for a movie role before." Anne looked at the tall woman's retreating back with contempt on her face, but there was a hint of gunpowder in her tone.
"Actually, I've always had a question?"
Annie looked back at Edison and said, "What's the problem?"
"Look, it's already 9 o'clock. It's completely dark. You're still wearing sunglasses. Can you still see?"
After hearing this, Anne couldn't help being amused by Edison's interruption. She took off her big sunglasses, revealing her brown eyes, which were deep and charming.
"Forget about that old woman, where is the pizza place you mentioned? I think I can eat a cow right now."
Edison successfully calmed down Annie's emotions. Some of the barriers originally caused by strangers were broken because of the scene just now. The two came to the pizza shop talking and laughing.
The two chose a seat near the window in the back of the pizza place and sat down, listening to the cheerful pop music in the store, drinking drinks made of unknown fruit juices, and eating juicy pizza. Edison originally didn't want to
Edison likes to eat Western food. He feels that Western food has no taste. It is only sweet and sour, without any salty taste. But now it has changed after the death. It may be the reaction of the original body. Edison now feels that Western food is quite good, but sometimes he feels that Chinese food is too greasy.
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Annie looked out the window blankly. After taking off her sunglasses, her face exuded an intellectual beauty. Her eyes were watery, but there was a trace of confusion.
"Do you have a dream?" Anne suddenly turned around and said to Edison.
Edison swallowed the food and replied, "If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and salted fish?"
"Then what is your dream?" Annie asked with interest.
"I hope to become the best basketball coach and team manager, just like Pat Riley, and then build an Orlando Magic dynasty that will be greater than the Celtics dynasty and the Bulls dynasty." Edison clenched his fists.
He said, with a look of determination on his face and a kind of fanaticism burning in his pupils.
Anne burst out laughing after hearing this.
"Why do you think I can't do it?" Edison's face darkened.
"No, in fact, I don't know much about basketball, but I still know about the Bulls dynasty. I don't know if you can succeed. I laughed just because I think you can't do anything without basketball. In the gym, it's basketball. Now we're talking about it.
Yes." Anne explained, shaking her head.
Edison thought about it, don't mention it, this is really the case. He has never left basketball today, and he smiled helplessly.
"You can see that basketball fills your life with happiness." Anne looked at Edison and uttered these words faintly.
"It's not necessarily true whether I'm happy or not, but basketball makes my life very fulfilling. Why isn't your life happy?" Edison asked.
Anne smiled faintly after hearing this, not daring to look at Edison, and turned the fork in her hand, her whole inhuman feeling became a little more peaceful.
What a heart-warming beauty, Edison admired from the bottom of his heart.
"I don't know, I should be unhappy now. Now I work every day, and I can no longer find the simplicity and relaxation that I had when I was in school. Do you look down on the entertainment industry?" Anne suddenly asked again.
Edison tilted his head and thought, "No!" How could he look down upon it? Edison was a loyal reader of Playboy.
"That's because you don't understand this circle well enough. In order to become famous, some people will pay all costs to remain popular, completely abandoning the most basic morals and lofty beliefs, and even betraying their relationship and marriage, betraying their best
Friends. Nothing else matters here except money and spotlight..."
"I thought I didn't have to do this and could walk on another path with my own efforts, but many things lie in front of you like the Rocky Mountains, and you can't get around them no matter what. Waiter, bring me a bottle of brandy."…
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"In the entertainment industry, as an actor you may be able to lead the trend and become the focus of public opinion today, but tomorrow you will be outdated and no one will care about you anymore. This is the fate of an actor, and few people can escape this fate."
While talking, Anne poured herself a glass of brandy, drank it in one gulp, and then coughed due to the irritation of the alcohol.
After hearing this, Edison's heart moved. He heard that there was something behind Anne's words and felt bitter in his heart. However, since we had just met today and were not familiar with each other, it was difficult to talk nonsense, so he could only deal with it.
"Are you an actor? Or a model or something?"
Anne gathered her scattered hair with both hands and exposed her face. Edison could clearly see that she was crying. He just didn't know whether it was the stimulation of alcohol or the flow of emotion.
"I am an actor and have acted in one or two movies, but they were all small-scale productions. If you look at them, you wouldn't know me."
After hearing this, Edison immediately understood. He had said before that "there is no separation between style and style." Edison and the others also often dealt with the media, so they knew the Hollywood routine very well. Some Hollywood stars twisted the sentence "on stage" very well.
"One minute, ten years off stage", they are really acting on stage, and they are still acting off stage. Many people are obviously gay, but in order to maintain their image and status, they can only accept the arrangement of their agents and find someone to pretend to be in love, or even
Pretending to be married is not out of the question, and as for creating a scandal, the whole naughty photos are not out of the question.
The same goes for the domestic entertainment industry. The world is full of crows, with only a few exceptions. Most people hang out in this industry in the same way. Unless you are from a well-off family, you can rely on your family members to give you money to make a living.
way, otherwise we would have to rely on finding a “godfather”.
In fact, relatively speaking, Hollywood is better than the domestic entertainment industry, that is, the "hidden rules" are not so exaggerated. Hollywood is completely commercial, and casting must be determined by producers, directors, investors, etc. So there are very few domestic ones.
This is a situation where you spend one night with the director, and then the director lets you go, because whether you can be on camera here is not decided by two people. And the high degree of business operation means that major companies in Hollywood are under great pressure, even if you go all out to accompany you
Even if you hire everyone who is casting, they may not dare to cast you, because if you are used and the film fails, then everyone will be screwed and all will be unemployed and go home, so the casting people do not dare to take this risk.
At this time, Annie filled another glass of wine and drank it all in one go, making Edison speechless.
Seeing that he was going to pour more wine, Edison quickly grabbed the bottle and stopped her from drinking again.
Anne watched Edison snatch the bottle, but she didn't do it like a shrew. Instead, she lowered her head and started to cut the food on the plate with a knife. Edison held the bottle and just watched Anne cutting things, and neither of them spoke.
