Three Hundred and Forty-Four Crazy for Love

Hope followed the audience in front, filed into the auditorium, then entered the seat, and sat down one by one.

Movie theaters in the United States do not have seat numbers. After entering the theater, just find an empty seat and sit down. Even more so at film festivals.

The screening hall, which can only accommodate 250 people, was full in a blink of an eye. There were still a large number of spectators at the door who were unable to catch up with the premiere. They stood at the door and jumped, which also meant that they would miss the first The opportunity to exchange ideas on-site with the main creators is really embarrassing.

Looking at the packed space, Hope showed a satisfied smile. Fortunately, they came to line up two hours earlier today, otherwise they would really have to go back with regrets.

"Ah ah ah!" The low cheers and screams suddenly sounded, Hope turned her head, and she saw the film's main creative team file into the scene, she couldn't help but join the shouting ranks middle.

That chubby, curly-haired guy should be the director, Derek Doremus, who walked at the forefront, looking at the audience seriously, with a trace of nervousness in his expression.

Following behind was Jennifer Lawrence, who was walking backwards. She was talking to Renly behind him, and Renly showed a surprised look and a vivid expression.

Felicity Jones and Charlie Bray walked at the end. Both of them were a little nervous, and their expressions were always tense. After seeing the full scene at the scene, they relaxed a little.

Hearing the shouting, Drake smiled stupidly, Charlie waved his hand cautiously, and Felicity nodded with a big smile; Jennifer turned her head and raised her hands high, forcefully Waving up, the undisguised joy made the shouting louder.

As for Renly, he seemed to be mentally prepared for such a situation. He didn't say anything in particular. He smiled and glanced at him, but his calm attitude easily caught Hope's attention.

The group walked to the second row in the center, walked in one after another, and sat down in order.

A man wearing a T-shirt and a casual suit came out with a microphone and introduced himself as Jo-Russell, the official host of today, and then he began to introduce the production of "Crazy Love" team.

Every time someone was introduced, there would be applause and support, but when it was Renly's turn, there were unimaginable screams, shouts and applause. No, the scene was so lively that the crew members were frightened.

Hope can see,

Jennifer chuckled and whispered something in Renly's ear, and then Renly couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, everyone is here not to listen to my nonsense. The screening of the movie will start now. After the screening, we will communicate with the main creative team." After the end, amid the applause of the audience, Qiao also left. In the auditorium, the lights in the projection hall slowly dimmed.

Hope suddenly began to get excited. Her knowledge of "Crazy Love" was limited to a love movie, and she didn't know anything else, but she believed that Renly chose this movie for sure. reason. So, after "Buried Alive", what surprises will Renly bring? Can Renly break through again in romance movies? If this were a chick movie...

Just imagining Renly in a chick movie, Hope couldn't help laughing. She can't wait to get into the movie.

The screening hall was completely plunged into darkness, and the words "Director: Derek Doremus" appeared directly on the dark big screen. Without the title, this detail can be seen. At present, there is still no way to find this movie. to the appropriate issuer, followed by another line of words, "Renly-Hall".

It was just such a line of words, simple and clear, but Hope couldn't restrain his excitement and clenched his fists, so he didn't shout. Immediately, she noticed that there were people around her who were exactly like her, Tessa. The two exchanged glances in the darkness, and both laughed.

"The creation of magazines like 'Rolling Stone' and 'Small Ribs' was a supplement to the orthodox media at the time," the screen was still black, and there was no picture. A woman's voice full of British accents sounded, as if she was publishing a "Similarly, in 1790, the British 'poor magazines' were created to meet the needs of the popular class. Magazines and hobbyist magazines of the 1960s and 1970s also provided channel, and thus, ultimately surpassed the influence of the ruling class.”

The screen slowly moved to the left, and a petite figure appeared on the big screen, it was Felicity. She was wearing a light black dress with a retro pattern, with a black large round neck T-shirt, her bright brown hair was loosely braided into a fishbone braid and slumped over her shoulders. The messy hair fell out, and she was casual In the middle, with a touch of fresh and natural, charming and lovely.

At this time, she stood on the podium of the university class and published her topic.

Following the movement of the camera, Hope immediately saw Renly!

He was wearing a white shirt, clean and refreshing, with curly blond short hair hanging casually and uninhibitedly, without any extravagance, the youthful and pressing breath came to his face, Hope bit his lower lip, and then Avoid the urge to scream.

She had never seen such a young Ren Li, she was so beautiful that one wanted to scream.

Renly wasn't listening, he was writing and drawing in his notebook, intently sketching the outline of a chair.

Felicity seemed to have noticed Renly's distraction, and her eyes couldn't help but float away, which made Renly raise her eyes to look. Seeing that Renly was turning the pencil in his hand, with an innocent expression on his face, as if listening to the lecture extremely seriously, Felicity's eyes flicked away in a panic, and landed on the speech, quickly ending the presentation.

"Thank you, Anna, very meaningful and well written."

The voice of the professor's comments echoed in the classroom. Anna raised her eyes slightly and looked at the boy in front of him, and found that he lowered his head again and drew with a pencil. The long and thick eyelashes drooped down, and the sun lightly outlined them. The outline of the eyebrows.

When the class was over, the professor said, "Remember to hand over your final project to Jacob. Thank you very much."

Anna sat in her place and looked up at the boy standing beside the podium, Renly was Jacob.

He carried an army green schoolbag and a clean white shirt on one shoulder, pursed the corners of his mouth lightly, took over the end-of-term assignments one after another from the students' hands, whispered "thank you", and the sun fell on his shoulders. The contours of the face are softened slightly.

Anna never got up. She was the last student after all the students had handed in their reports. Then she stood up, looked back at the professor who was still sitting in the classroom, and then showed Jacob a With a sly smile, "I don't have to submit it, because I have already completed the task just now."

"Okay." Jacob nodded and agreed, his voice a little dull.

"Okay." Anna repeated, but her voice was obviously much more lively.

Anna glanced back at the professor again, and then her eyes fell on Jacob for a while, and then she walked away. Jacob didn't know why, so he pursed his lips, but didn't think much about it. Holding the subject in his hand, he walked towards the professor.

Arriving at the parking lot, Anna took out a folded piece of paper from her bag and stuffed it under the wipers of a car, but after walking out for two, she showed an annoyed look, turned around, and put it back on again. He took out the paper, opened it, read it carefully, hesitated for a moment, put the paper under the wiper again, and walked away quickly.

This car is Jacob's.

Jacob opened the paper and read the content. The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but bloom in the sunlight. Even the slightly bookish eyebrows were dyed a little lively and gentle. Soon, Jacob finished reading all the content, and at the bottom, he also marked a sentence, "PS, please don't think I'm crazy."

"Hey," Jacob couldn't help laughing.

Beautiful, all of this is really beautiful. In just two minutes of the opening, "Crazy Love" tells a story that makes the corners of the mouth rise. College campuses, teaching assistants, students, confession love letters, the beginning of a love affair... Those simple little details are bathed in the golden sunlight, just like that white shirt, clean and refreshing, but beautiful enough to make people want to scream.

Hope knew she liked the story. Just at first glance, she fell in love with the story.

Anna left her phone number in the love letter, Jacob dialed it, and then the two sat in the cafe, looking at each other awkwardly and awkwardly, letting the eerie silence spread slowly, watching the two of them. A youthful young man stepped out of each other's footsteps because of love, reawakening the simplest happiness and romance deep in his heart.

"That letter didn't scare you?" It was still Anna who took the first step, and she couldn't help laughing. Jacob avoided Anna's eyes a little greenly, shook his head, and Anna continued, "I guess, if you were frightened, you wouldn't be here."

"No, it's well written." Jacob's smile rose slightly and slightly, "and it's interesting. It's good." Jacob nodded lightly, "I don't think so at all. you are crazy."

Anna chuckled, "I think I should give you a vaccination."

"That's a clever disclaimer." Jacob joked, too.

"Yeah, I want to make a statement first." Anna's expression was like a delicate/tender flower blooming, her brows and the corners of her mouth were filled with happiness, and she said lively, "'No, I'm not crazy'."

"Yeah." Jacob also responded, but he didn't know how to continue. He could only pretend to be busy, picked up the cup, and took a sip of tea.

Now, it's embarrassing, isn't it.