Chapter 2001: 2001 Untimely
Gwyneth prepared her gown and makeup for tonight's premiere on the red carpet, but instead of rushing to the scene, she calculated the time and arrived late, showing the elegance of a true lady and honorable.
But strangely, there was a traffic jam near Hollywood Boulevard. Gwyneth looked out the window wonderingly, and then saw the boiling and surging crowd congested the street next door. The exaggerated scene of the empty alley was jaw-dropping. . This made Gwyneth stunned immediately, even if she didn't need the driver to remind her, she knew what happened there-because there was the way to Zhongzhong. The most direct street to the National Theatre.
"This is really an exaggeration. I have deliberately detoured three streets away, but I was still blocked." The driver's soft complaint floated into Gwyneth's ears without any hindrance.
Although Gwyneth is already mentally prepared, she knows that the premiere ceremony of "The Truman Show" is bound to be huge, because she has experienced all of this herself when "The Seven Deadly Sins" was released, but at this time, as a bystander Or, she was still shocked by the magnificence and magnificence of the premiere, the kind of heat wave that hit her face seemed to melt the street.
Gwyneth couldn't help feeling a little uneasy, but she forced herself to calm down and convince herself, EL. The grand occasion at the Capital Theater must be no less, because Warner Bros. has made all the preparations, so she can stand upright. Looking back at the noisy crowd that was gradually being left behind, "It's just that there are more people, after all, we still have to see the works." Gwyneth said to herself.
EL. The Capital Theater is in the distance. The National Theater is not far away, even if you can walk there, you can reach the destination in ten minutes after driving around a circle. You can see the brilliant lights from a distance, as if even the air began to burst into sparks, making People's blood boils.
Gwyneth outlined a perfect arc, with a sweet and elegant smile on her delicate face, she looked like a goddess who came out of an ancient Greek mythology, ready to welcome the noisy crowd on the red carpet and passionate media. But as the distance between the car and the theater got closer, the smile on Gwyneth's face became more and more stiff.
A group of people stood sparsely at the entrance of the theater, not to mention filling the entire street, even the wide small square at the entrance of the theater seemed extremely empty. EL. The Capital Theater is average overall. The size of the National Theater is bigger, and the space at the entrance is naturally larger. Originally, Warner Bros. hoped to make the premiere ceremony more enjoyable, but now it has become a slap in the face: because the crowd is scarce, the scene The space in the room became extremely empty, and the turbulent sense of shame was like a tsunami wave in an instant, covering the head and covering the face.
The car stopped completely at the entrance of the theater. If the lineup of less than 400 people was normal, it could be regarded as very lively. But for middle. The water near the National Theater was tight, and the strong contrast made the scene look pitiful. A small number of people is like the sparse green plants in the middle of the desert. Even if you see green, there is still no way to make people feel full of vitality. The boundless desert will only make you feel infinitely lonely, and the sparse green It also makes people feel dry mouth.
Four hundred people, only four hundred people, not even in the middle. One-third of the scene in the National Theater, such a huge gap gave Gwyneth a slap in the face, causing her cheeks to burn, and her exquisite and perfect smile was like a porcelain doll's mask in an instant , fragmented.
The boiling anger in her chest made Gwyneth lose control of her emotions. The scorching flames made her tremble slightly all over her body. She couldn't help but clenched her fists tightly, but after her nails were stuffed into her palms, she quickly She loosened her fist and began to take a deep breath. She tried to persuade herself to calm down, because she knew that she was an elegant and generous woman. She was different from those vulgar women who were grumpy, out of control, and crying. Her dignity also has her persistence. So, Gwyneth exhales slowly, letting the muscles relax slowly...
But this simple thing in normal times has become extremely difficult today. Gwyneth's undulating chest shows the intense emotional fluctuations in her heart, which cannot be calmed down at all.
Thinking of Hugo's disdainful eyes and Hugo's repulsive attitude, the anger in Gwyneth's heart began to rise, as if several shots of gasoline were thrown into a bonfire. Never in her life had anyone been able to say no to her—let alone a humiliating one. Gwyneth even wanted to ask her godfather Steven Spielberg to put pressure on Hugo to apologize to him, but Gwyneth still did not let this impulse get out of control.
But today...
"Miss Paltrow, you should go and accept the cheers from the fans." The driver's voice came over. From his point of view, nearly 400 movie fans are already extremely lively. For any movie premiere All good news.
This simple sentence made Gwyneth's expression almost out of control, but at the last moment, she managed to maintain her smile, nodded gracefully to the driver, and then walked out of the car door, stepping on the red over the carpet. Walking along the red carpet, but in Gwyneth's eyes, the enthusiastic shouts on both sides were just weak moans, as if bursts of ridicule were mocking her failure and embarrassment.
Every time she took a step, Gwyneth felt that she would not be able to hold on anymore, in her mind. The noise from the street near the National Theater was still lingering, like Hugo's disdainful smile, which stimulated her sensitive nerves, and made her want to clench her fists and then clench her fists again.
Gwyneth is not in the mood to have too much contact with movie fans. The red carpet ended in just five minutes. She just wants to leave here quickly, leave this occasion that has caused her to suffer countless humiliations, and hide in a hidden corner He vented his inner anger freely.
After finally coming to the interview area, Gwyneth could no longer maintain the elegant smile on her face, but she knew that the real critical moment came, and the reporters were the most difficult part.
"It's about to end, it's about to end..." Gwyneth kept repeating to herself deep in her heart, patiently answering all kinds of questions from reporters, and her performance always maintained her Elegant, although the answers are a little short, but at least there are no mistakes, which is thankful.
"Gwyneth, what do you think of Hugo? You collaborated with him on 'The Seven Deadly Sins', and now the two have become direct competitors."
Gwyneth was almost unable to control her emotions, but she still gritted her teeth lightly, and squeezed out an answer from between her teeth, "We are both professional actors, I think, both of us I hope my work will be well received, after all, the work is the most important." Although Gwyneth's words were decent, the uncontrollable emotions still leaked countless details: she did not answer the reporter's questions directly, but Let’s take a brief look at “professionalism”, and what seems to be hidden behind the words is – “I really don’t like Hugo”.
However, at this time Gwyneth didn't have time to ponder her own words carefully. It took almost all of her energy to be able to speak so calmly and politely. "Don't lose control! Don't lose control!" Gwyneth kept screaming in her heart, but she was almost unable to suppress it, so she showed a perfect smile, "Thank you everyone, the interview is here for now." She decided First go to the backstage to rest and buffer to calm down and calm down.
But just before she lifted her foot to leave, a reporter shouted, "Gwyneth, may I ask if you broke up with Brad because you have a crush on Hugo?"
This was originally just a random question, and the reporter didn't get any wind at all, just catching wind and shadows. One is because of the competitive relationship between Hugo and Brad, which has repeatedly created hot spots; the other is because Hugo and Gwyneth have worked together before, and it is only a reporter's job to create a little gossip. can only. But at this moment, she stepped on Gwyneth's mine, and the tight string in her mind finally broke, thinking that there were rumors in the circle that her offer was rejected by Hugo—then this Who else can a person be? Definitely Hugo! That hypocrite!
"Who said that!" Gwyneth finally couldn't bear it anymore, she said through gritted teeth, a trace of violence burst out in her eyes, her emotions lost control for a moment, "Hugo is not my type, that kind I have always kept a respectful distance from men who appear to be gentlemen, but who are actually unknown to anyone. We are not friends, never have been."
The words in her head came out all at once, and finally released the suffocation in her chest, which brought Gwyneth's rationality back to her brain, and she immediately realized what the words meant. She wanted to say a few more words to make up for it, but after thinking about it, she turned her head willfully and stubbornly, leaving only a back view, and quickly left the interview area.
Gwyneth, who has a strong control, has always known what to say and what not to say in front of the media; when to lose her temper and when not to. But at that moment just now, Gwyneth didn't hide all the emotions in her heart, and almost vented it to the reporter. But now, it is useless to regret. No one knows what kind of consequences these words will bring, and no one can know what impact it will have on the movie box office.
Gwyneth left the excited reporters behind, and the premiere of "Super Perfect Murder" also kicked off in low-key and embarrassment. Not far away, "The Truman Show" "Among the vigorous cheers, kicked off the prelude to the first screening tonight.
Hugo officially challenged a comedy film for the first time, what kind of work will he dedicate?