One Thousand Three Hundred and Sixty-Nine Idealism

Edith turned the champagne glass in her hand unconsciously, and was quietly listening to the conversation next to her, but apparently her attention had quietly drifted to other places; there were no special eyes, movements or expressions, but she could clearly feel it. She was absent-minded and restless.

Such Edith, against the smoky makeup of the punk girl, revealed a hint of fragility.

This caused a light smile in Renly's eyes, "You said, should I be merciful?"

"Would you?" Matthew asked without any hesitation.

As they spoke, Chris' footsteps were already in front of them, "Hey! How are you feeling tonight?" Chris greeted as lightly as possible, but both Renly and Matthew just nodded slightly. That's all, this suddenly made Chris panic a little bit, and he realized at this time that his situation was really not favorable.

Originally, Chris was still worried that standing by himself and the other party sitting quietly would make him seem too high and arrogant; but the actual situation was that the other party was as steady as a mountain and he was uneasy. Instead, he looked like he was trained in the principal's office in middle school. The scene is average, and Chris is at a disadvantage in an instant.

Looking back, Chris dragged a low sofa over and sat down directly across from Renly and Matthew.

"You should have heard that I'm not a friendly person, are you?" Renly started, but the first sentence made Chris squirm.

"No, of course not." Reflexively, Chris waved his hands again and again, expressing denial with politeness and greetings in social situations.

Renly didn't buy it at all. Before Chris said any further polite remarks, he said in advance, "I'm serious." This immediately made Chris become embarrassed, and he didn't know what to do, but Renly But he still didn't plan to let it go easily, and continued to tease aggressively, "It's not a good sign to be speechless so easily."

"I'm working on it! I, I'm working on it." Chris said eagerly, and then reacted after a beat. Renly's mouth was smiling, but his seemingly serious words revealed a sense of ridicule, so... what's going on?

Chris just froze in place, not knowing what to say.

Renly turned to look at Matthew, "Am I really so vicious? Look, he's too frightened to speak."

Matthew shrugged slightly, "You haven't taken full form yet."

"Full form? What do you think I am? Fire-breathing dragon?" Renly frowned slightly.

Matthew didn't worry at all, "No, Pikachu."

Renly rolled his eyes, "I can't believe your taste. You've already started watching toddler animations."

This time, Matthew didn't refute any more, but pouted in the direction of Chris, "He's about to explode, are you sure it doesn't matter? Will Edith seek compensation from you?"

Renly said lightly, "It doesn't matter, there are many of these in Hollywood, and there is no one left. There will be many more for Chris alone, and Edith can choose slowly at that time. To be honest, I I think Hemsworth should be quite suitable for Edith, the same taste."

"What's the smell?" Matthew asked.

Renly pondered for a moment, "Peach flavor."

Matthew thought seriously for a moment, then shook his head seriously, "No, I don't think these two taste the same, or change to another Chris."

"Not good!" Chris finally found his voice and shouted loudly.

He was completely overwhelmed now. Renly and Matthew's conversations were going back and forth. The speed and frequency were so fast that there was absolutely no time to intervene. He was just getting more and more restless, more and more restless. It's so creepy...

Not only the content, but also they treat all Hollywood actors as objects in an understated way, the arrogance and coldness that burst out of the bones really show the class gap,

This is really chilling.

What is contempt and contempt?

It's not swearing and contempt, it's not disdain and discrimination, but indifference, like contempt for ants, and it's never been taken seriously. To the aristocracy of high society, the Hollywood actor is an object, nothing more.

Not only Chris, but also Renly himself. From the past to now, even at the dinner party not long ago, Renly still failed to completely break the fixed concept of the entire noble class. It is a kind of three views formed in one's bones, and it truly imprints the class difference in the depths of one's soul, revealing every move.

It's just that Renly has won a place in his own right, and he's breaking down centuries of prejudice bit by bit.

And Chris? He didn't even get started.

What's more, Renly and Matthew were consciously firing on all cylinders today, and Chris was even more unstoppable.

Then you can see Chris taking a big breath, forcing himself to straighten his back, doing his best to show confidence and perseverance, "No, I think I'm the best fit for Edith."

"Why?" In the face of Chris's excitement and excitement, Renly still looked calm, which was too calm and too calm, and the stark contrast of emotional fluctuations made Chris more and more embarrassed.

Matthew, who was sitting next to him, added, "Don't say anything like 'I love her', it's the cheapest promise in the world."

Love is important. No one can deny it.

But in addition to love, there are other laws of operation in this world, interests, status, glory, inheritance and overall situation, which are irreplaceable and unmeasured. When necessary, love is a bargaining chip used to sacrifice, not to use to create the tools of the future. To an idealist, this idea is wrong; to a realist, an idealist is stupid.

Nobility is precisely a type of realist. Because the reality they have is for them. The same goes for the Wall Street elite.

Matthew's words, in their opinion, are correct. For the benefit of the family, the so-called love, the so-called marriage and family affection are all just bargaining chips.

The coldness that burst out from the depths of his soul made Chris shudder uncontrollably, and the words that poured into his mouth stopped like this.

At this time, he was completely immersed in his own thoughts, and he could only barely notice that Renly and Matthew exchanged a glance, but he could not distinguish the true emotions in their eyes, and finally took a sip of the champagne in his hand. But it didn't work, and his mouth became more and more dry, "Because...because I love her."

Chris finally said it and tried to explain, but found that all the words were pale and powerless, and he was at a loss. In the end, he could only say this sentence, the "cheapest" sentence.

The smile on the corner of Renly's mouth rose slightly, "You should know that in the face of profit and glory, love is the most humble thing."

"But it's also the greatest thing." Chris finally found his voice and replied forcefully.

Matthew still had the lukewarm expression on his face, "It seems that in the Vanity Fair, Hollywood, I have found something different. For example, lines." There are not too many ups and downs, but the deep meaning of cynicism is There is no cover up.

Chris's cheeks suddenly turned red, he choked on himself for no reason, and began to cough violently.

Renly didn't continue to embarrass Chris, but said with a smile, "Tonight's hero is me, let's not blur the focus. I already feel unhappy now." A joke, as if everything was just a joke just now. , the atmosphere began to relax, but Chris's smile was still a little stiff, unable to hide it perfectly like Renly and Matthew.

"DC has already made a move, how is it, does Marvel have any special plans to deal with it next? The news about you in the media is almost invisible recently." Renly changed the atmosphere with a simple statement.

To be honest, the conversation just now didn't even count as shocking education, but Chris couldn't resist it. No wonder Andre complained a lot before. Obviously, Andre knows enough about Chris, or, in other words, about the same kind of Hollywood boys who are similar to him.

Chris was still a little lost, and said absently, "I don't know, we should have no plans for the time being."

"Don't say it as if you've been paying close attention to Marvel news, don't you never read these news?" A voice came from the side, it was Edith.

She couldn't stand it anymore.

Renly and Matthew exchanged glances, and the expression of complaining and powerlessness couldn't be more obvious.

Edith caught the change in details instantly, widened her eyes fiercely, and looked at the two people with coercive eyes, as if threatening: Don't speak! No protest! No ranting!

Then you can see that both Renly and Matthew kept their mouths shut, but their well-behaved appearance became more and more sarcastic, which made Edith even more embarrassed.

A quick exchange of eyes was fleeting, but Chris didn't notice it at all. He stood up quickly, stood behind Edith with a caring expression, and said in a low voice, "Why are you here? Leave it to me? Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Edith shook her head slightly, "I thought you were over."

Immediately, Edith saw the dazed expression on Chris' face, and she understood that Renly's cheerful smile and expression were actually suggesting that the test was over, and she deliberately reassured her that she took the initiative to come over; But Chris didn't know anything about it, which made Edith's heart sink slightly, and she realized: Chris didn't pass the test.

But on the surface, Edith remained calm and smiled again, "Don't worry. Renly and Matthew are not outsiders."

Edith gestured slightly with her eyes to reassure Chris.

Then he looked at Renly and Matthew again, but heard Renly say in a complacent, "You should know, we can hear all the whispers just now, right?"

Renly did it on purpose! Damn Renly!