454 Midnight Strange Talk
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A cheerful light laughter came from my ears, like a torch swept across the dark night sky, disturbing a patch of waterfowl, the thumping sound passed through the trees and bushes, and then the warm light slammed down, Attract all the fireflies and moths around.
Ren Li came back to his senses, and the thought of exploring the performance in his mind paused, turned his head, and saw the red dress standing not far away.
Under the dim and faint street lights, a slender but graceful figure stood on the spot. The long evening dress with lace suspenders and V-neck perfectly outlined the graceful curves of the upper body. The silhouette is speechless, even if you can't see the back, people can't help but think of the smooth and smooth back.
A touch of tulle is gathered around the waist, and the slender waist is completely tightened. The harmonious and well-proportioned body proportion makes the long legs hidden under the tulle skirt arouse countless reverie; the light and fluffy skirt falls on the wet On the pavement, the thrilling red spreads mightily, like poppies in full bloom, in the mysterious and silent night, dangerous and sexy.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the skirt fluttered gently, and the large red was like splashing ink. The space was full of red lotuses from hell, and the quiet, peaceful, mysterious aura seemed to possess aura, and it began to spread violently, swallowing all the colors around it, white, black, yellow, green, gray, blue... Then Only a patch of red remains.
The pretty woman standing in the center of the red, slim and graceful, in an instant, the light of the whole world fell on those bright and intelligent eyes.
Hula, hula... The turbulent wind continued to sound, but the entire time and space were quiet, as if all creatures had stopped moving, only the skirt fluttered wantonly.
It was an unexpected visitor, a completely unexpected visitor, and it came out in such a shocking way. This night suddenly became lively.
"Hey, Alice." There was a smile in Renly's eyes, a little joking in his polite voice, and he took the initiative to say hello.
A gust of breeze sent the words, Rooney could hear the magnetic voice playing softly like a cello, as beautiful as melted dark chocolate, flowing like silk, making people just want to indulge in it.
Goosebumps appeared on the surface of the skin, and I shivered involuntarily, but I couldn't tell whether it was the cold night dew or the moving music of the piano.
"Haha." Rooney chuckled, thinking about it carefully, she still felt a little absurd, a little funny, and then she couldn't help but chuckle twice again, "Hey, Mad Hatter."
Alice and the Mad Hatter, isn't this "Alice in Wonderland"? However, this is also true, in this fantastic night, it is indeed a real fairyland.
Rooney looked at Renly who was sitting motionless on the bench, then looked at her footsteps standing there, then spread her hands, made a helpless gesture, and took the initiative to walk over. A simple action made Renly unable to help but smile, and then, Rooney's footsteps stopped, because the skirt was too long and spilled on the ground, and now it was stuck to the ground because of the wet ground. , and even stained with mud. The original magnificent and magnificent oil painting suddenly became embarrassed.
Such a scene directly caused cheerful laughter to overflow from the corners of Renly's mouth, "Ha." The resonance of laughter echoed in his chest, buzzing.
Rooney slumped her shoulders, sighed, then turned around and ripped off the hem of her skirt neatly, without even any hesitation, the scene of brute force bursting out was really incompatible with her petite body. The sense of joy brought by the huge contrast is always lingering, and it has a humorous effect in the era of black and white silent films.
The tulle skirt was easily torn off, but the back hem became sparsely pulled up, looking like a beggar's new clothes. Rooney looked down at the skirt that had turned into two, then shrugged, took the tulle in her hand, lifted the skirt, strode towards Renly, and sat beside him. down.
"Is this sponsored? Or purchased?" Renly pointed to the dying skirt in Rooney's hands. Although he didn't smile, the small smile in his eyes still lingered.
Rooney pouted, "It's mine now." The meaning is self-evident.
Raising their heads, the two exchanged glances, but suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke. Not because I'm too embarrassed to know what to say, on the contrary, but because there are so many topics to discuss that I don't know where to start. Or, are there too many pitfalls?
"Your head?" Rooney spoke first, found the biggest slot, and fired directly.
"How's it going?" Lan Li raised her eyebrows slightly, her graceful and playful movements were now a bit funny because of her eye-catching bald head, Rooney nodded earnestly, "The Mad Hatter took off After the hat, is this what it looks like? If so, childhood is really disillusioned."
There is no ridicule, no ridicule, but seriousness, but it is precisely this seriousness that makes people laugh even more.
"Your agent isn't looking for you?" Then Renly asked. It was incredible to see Rooney here. From Los Angeles to Seattle, even a plane can't get there in an instant. Renly even wondered if Lu Ni did not attend the Oscars
Awards ceremony?
"He must have gone crazy." Rooney shrugged and glanced at her mouth carelessly, "But, I'm already here, what else can he do?" That bachelor's appearance made people smile, Rooney asked again, "How about you, why didn't you go?"
Renly pointed to his head, "Just finished filming this scene."
Without further explanation, Rooney suddenly realized. After taking a serious look at Renly's head again, he felt more and more astonished.
Back in Telluride, Rooney knew that Renly was a dedicated actor and an exceptionally good actor, but they never worked together, it was just screen impressions and conversation. Today, that feeling becomes real.
"Compared to here, the Sunset Tower Hotel is the most lively right now." Renly's understated words seemed to have something to say, and it sounded like irony.
"This comes from an actor who refused to attend the Oscars, filmed in Seattle, and shaved his head." Rooney rolled her eyes and said with irony, "Ha! Ha! It's so funny." "To be honest, it's really suffocating there, the lights everywhere, the crowds everywhere, the smiles everywhere, it's like carnival in Venice, everyone wears a mask on it. With a similar arc of smile and empty eyes, it makes people shudder."
"Venice Carnival is such a scary occasion, the first time I know it," Renly teased with a chuckle.
From here, one can feel Rooney's youth, impulsiveness, wantonness, publicity, clear-cut views, black and white; but for Renly, in those parties in the upper class of London, everyone's expressions are vivid, But there is no soul in every word and deed, and that is the real horror.
If attending the Oscars, Renly thought, would at least be more fun than the aristocratic social scene in London.
Rooney put her finger on her lips, made a "shush" gesture, and then couldn't help laughing, "Why, aren't you curious about the results of the awards ceremony? Maybe, you won the award? After all, the nomination Everyone has a chance, a one in five chance.”
Renly didn't refute either, just pursed the corners of his mouth, "So did I win the prize?"
According to Rooney's guess, Renly was absent from the award ceremony tonight, so he would be disdainful of the awarding result, and he might refute or ridicule; But it shone with a light like broken gold, full of countless deep meanings.
This was Rooney's first real glimpse of Renly's cunning and wit.
"No." Rooney didn't go around in circles either, rolled her eyes, and said disdainfully, "No surprises tonight. Colin Firth and Natalie Portman won, 'The King's Speech' Beat 'The Social Network'. Quiet, drowsy boredom. The academy, after all, has no guts, maybe even timid."
Simple comments, but you can see her sharp and straightforward.
History, after all, has not been able to change the original trajectory.
Natalie still successfully climbed to the top with "Black Swan" and became the first award-winning actor in Generation Y, even more so than Leonardo DiCaprio, Matt Damon and others in Generation X. Earlier, history was created, and Generation Y really began to enter the front line of the film industry; the endings of "The King's Speech" and "The Social Network" have not changed, and the Oscars still followed their usual conservative choices.
Renly, the reborn little butterfly, still has limited influence.
The trajectories of the last life still follow the inevitability of history. So does this mean that all Renly's efforts are in vain?
Even if he tried his best, he couldn't change history, couldn't break through the blockade, couldn't get his own approval? Even if he won an Emmy for "War in the Pacific", even if he was nominated for "Buried Alive", this has changed the trajectory of history to some extent, but does it stop there and can't go further Woolen cloth? Even though he has continuously changed the historical trajectory of many works, the actor "Renly Hall" still cannot change the whole pattern of Hollywood?
All his efforts and perseverance were in vain in the face of the wheel of history?
The thought just flashed through his mind, and Renly regained his composure. From the time he came to New York against the expectations of George and Elizabeth, he knew what kind of road he was facing; from the beginning of his rebirth, he knew how difficult his dream was. He will not give up, not in the past, not now, not in the future.
History exists to be changed and written. 8)
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