I’m in Hollywood

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At the gate of the Fox studio, the tall black security guard occasionally glanced at two men standing not far from the gate. The two men hiding in the shade were more than six feet tall, although they were well-dressed, However, the younger man with a wider forehead and a big chin and frowning eyes didn't look like a good person, and the only old man of the two was carrying a backpack, and neither of them had a camera, so he was with the paparazzi. Not above, so the black security guard secretly raised a bit of vigilance, and at the same time informed his companions to prevent these two people from sneaking in when they were not paying attention. Although this kind of thing happens rarely, it is not uncommon. There are often big stars filming on the set. Once someone sneaks in and harass them, no matter whether there is any loss or not, the security guards on duty can only pack up and leave.

However, the two have been honest and did not behave inappropriately, so the security did not find any reason to drive them away. The two waited there before ten o'clock, and did not intend to leave until nearly twelve o'clock.

At about 11:50, a yellow taxi stopped near the gate of the studio, the door opened, and a petite girl with fair skin and heart-shaped sunglasses left the car, dressed in a small pink T-shirt, denim hot pants, and heart-shaped sunglasses. They came down, carrying a small canvas bag and holding a sunshade in their hands. The two men saw the girl and quickly got close to them. During the conversation, the slightly old-looking man snatched the girl's sunshade. The umbrella was held for each other, and the three talents walked towards the gate.

The black security guard looked at the girl with sunglasses and white skin like milk who gradually walked in, with a feeling of deja vu, and he stopped the three of them until the other party got close to the door for pedestrians to enter and exit: I'm sorry, Three, please show your pass.

The two men looked at Drew together, and the girl took off her sunglasses: I'm here to find Eric Williams, this gentleman, do you think I can go in directly?

You...you are Miss Drew Barrymore, Drew took off his sunglasses, and the black security guard recognized him at a glance, relaxed his vigilance, and smiled politely at Drew, showing his white teeth: Of course, no problem, but according to the regulations, you can't enter without a pass, Miss Barrymore, can you wait a moment? I'll call the studio where Mr. Williams is, and let the other party send someone to pick you up.

Thank you then, this... Mr. Crick, Drew said, glancing at the other side's badge.

At noon in August, the eyes of Los Angeles were blazing, and the temperature exceeded 30 degrees, so the big black let the three of Drew into the lounge next to the gate, and then dialed the phone.

The girl walked into the lounge, found a chair very familiarly and sat down, took out the gum from her bag and stuffed it into her small mouth to chew it. She took out the vanity mirror and straightened her hair before looking for the pestle beside her. The two big men who were not sitting there smiled and said, Lawrence, have you waited for a long time?

Of course not, Drew, we were only half an hour earlier than you, Lawrence Bender said with a smile, and the black security guard who was on the phone heard Lawrence Bender say this, just glanced and didn't Debunked meaning.

The girl looked at the sweat-soaked shirts of the two of them, and stopped asking questions. She shrugged her shoulders. She told the other party that she would come back after eleven o'clock, but it seemed that the other party came quite early, maybe I was afraid that things like traffic jams would be delayed on the way.

Anyway, the girl doesn't care much about this kind of thing.

Quentin Tarantino, who was standing next to Lawrence Bender, has been silent, not shy, and certainly less likely to be afraid of life. In comparison, he is actually more talkative than Lawrence Bender. It's just that this gentleman always sneaks a glance at the little feet exposed in the girl's sandals from time to time, and feels a little uncomfortable. The white and tender little feet are exquisite like a pair of works of art, but why do you want to dye black nail polish Ah, why are you dyed black! Quentin, who felt like he was being scratched by something, even had the urge to rush to clean the black nail polish. Of course, it cannot be done in reality.

Drew chatted with Lawrence Bender for a few words before turning to Quentin. Coincidentally, he happened to catch Quentin stealing a glance at his feet. The girl was not angry, but smiled at Quentin, a look of being scolded. I caught Oh's playful look.

Quentin quickly turned his eyes to the side awkwardly, and at the same time covered his mouth and coughed twice, trying to relieve the embarrassment.

The girl didn't want to let him go, she raised her foot to look at it, and asked directly, Quentin, is there something wrong with my foot?

Uh...cough cough, no, of course not, Miss Barrymore, your feet are...beautiful, Quentin replied incoherently, and quickly felt an elbow from Lawrence on the waist, and immediately reacted: No, no, I mean...

Giggle... Seeing the flustered look on the other side, the girl laughed heartlessly.

Lawrence Bender also glanced at his best friend speechlessly, what time is this, if the little aunt in front of him was a little less conscientious, this opportunity we finally got would be in vain.

Fortunately, the staff who came to greet Drew on the set resolved Quentin's embarrassment, and the three came to the Friends studio together in a battery car.

Into the studio, Drew went straight to Eric, Lawrence Bender and Quentin Tarantino followed quickly, and soon saw Drew pounce on a man in a blue T-shirt Young man, Eric and Drew hugged each other, and reluctantly let the little girl rub her face before letting go of the girl and walking to Lawrence Bender and Quentin Tarantino.

Hello, Mr. Tarantino, Mr. Bender, Eric shook hands with the two of them. Quentin originally thought that Eric would greet Lawrence first. After all, it seemed that the two were indeed Lawrence. Leading, but Eric did go to himself first, which made Quentin suddenly have a flattering illusion. Although in the comments of friends, Quentin has always been a very narcissistic guy, but narcissism is definitely Depending on the occasion, Quentin naturally felt a sense of inferiority in the face of a director who had already made more than $10 at the global box office despite years ago. (The novel I Am Hollywood will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the + sign on the upper right to Add a friend, and search for the public Number qdread and pay attention, hurry up!)