[US Entertainment] Actor

After staying on the bed until 12 o'clock, Ebert slowly got up, picked up the dirty clothes that fell on the floor and threw them into the washing machine, put on his pajamas and pajama pants, yawned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out, Leonardo handed him a cup of hot milk, Ebert took it, and drank it in two or three sips.

He paced in the living room a little bored, back and forth, back and forth, and casually suggested: "Why don't you go out for a stroll in the afternoon?"

Leonardo gave an understatement "hm", his eyes were still focused on the newspaper in his hand.

Ebert couldn't help but be a little curious. From the moment he went downstairs until now, Leonardo has been staring at the roll of newspapers endlessly. If he read correctly, the newspaper should have been brought by Lynn. Ebert frowned. Frowning, he asked, "What was written in the newspaper?"

Before Leonardo could answer, he sat beside Leonardo with his wet hair on his head.

Lynn should have brought all the newspapers available on the market, and Ebert took out a paper from a thick stack. As expected, all the entertainment reports in today's newspapers were the same as those that ended last night. The 77th Academy Awards.

The first one, "Jamie Foxx Smiling and Holding the Trophy, Albert Dawson Disappointed" The second one, "Why Jamie Foxx?" "

The third one, "Martin Scorsese loses Oscar, Leonardo Ebert's friends are sad" The fourth, the fifth, the sixth... Ebert shook the newspaper However, he did not find a few reports that did not deliberately mention that his "disappointment seemed to overflow from the screen". He threw the newspaper on the ground with some annoyance: "Am I really that sad? These people who are afraid of the world Unruffled guy, oh,' those water-blue eyes were suppressing tears, and even forced themselves to send a smile to the opponent...'Oh my God, they are so incapable of being a reporter for the supermarket tabloid, I think They could be nominated for next year's Pulitzer Prize with such brilliance."

Leonardo snatched the newspaper from Ebert's hand: "That's because you flipped too messily, and you happened to find a few supermarket tabloids, why don't you read these."

The thick stack made Ebert's arms sink: "Lynn brought so many? I didn't notice at all. He really has a heart."

Leonardo smiled and said: "That's because you hide under the blanket and refuse to come out. Most of the time the media's words are unreliable, but it's good to listen to occasionally. After all, there are still some guys who can give pertinent suggestions. "

The entertainment section of The New York Times conducted an in-depth analysis of last night's Oscars ceremony, from the first best supporting actor and actress award to the last best picture, from nominees to winners, from public relations to Acting skills, from previous Oscar judging preferences and this year's film selection style, this newspaper tries to give every reader a comprehensive understanding of each award, whether they watched last night's live broadcast or not.

Ebert glanced at the headline and whistled: "To be able to produce such a professional report in such a short period of time, their employees must have collectively worked overtime last night."

"There is only one grand event in a year, as long as the sales increase, it doesn't matter if you sleep less." Leonardo is reading the report of the supermarket tabloid with relish at the moment, "Honey, you are right , They do have the potential to become writers, at least if I am a middle-aged woman who is bored, I would be willing to buy one to pass the time."

Ebert tilted his head and smiled. It turned out that Leonardo was no longer reading reports related to Oscars. Instead, he turned to the page about the divorce rumors of Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt. .According to reports, Aniston and Pitt have drawn up a separation statement, which will be published in the next issue of "People" magazine. For tabloid journalists, the breakup of a big star marriage represents endless headlines, inside stories and thick red envelopes. No one can tell exactly what happened between Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt, but Reporters lurking in every corner of Hollywood have gone into a frenzy.

Even if you look up keywords on Yahoo or Google search, all the words that appear on the page are "Pete's cheating", "Pete's domestic violence", "Pete's nightclub and babes carnival" and many other words.

Leonardo looked at it for a while, then laughed softly.Even though he is 31 years old, Leonardo's voice still does not develop in the thick and vigorous direction like other male stars, but still reveals a little crispness, which has become a small shortcoming when he starred in movies. Playing a irascible character with an indelible tinge of childishness in his voice is a problem for him, because it means audiences are prone to drama when they watch a film he's starring in.

The same is true when he smiles. It doesn't sound like a big star earning hundreds of thousands of dollars a day. Instead, he has the taste of a young man who hasn't grown up: "Do you remember when we first met? Obviously it doesn't matter at all. The two of them were thought by the reporters with big brain holes to get into an unknown nightclub in Alaska. Everything that Jennifer and Brad are facing now is very similar to that of us at that time. What the hell is going to spit out."

Ebert smiled slightly: "Boring brain hole."

Although he had just finished taking a shower, he was still a little sleepy. He stood up and stretched his waist. He simply leaned his whole body limply on Leonardo, with his back against his back and his head slightly tilted. Ebert felt A gust of heat hit his face.

He yawned, and his hands were not idle. While flipping through the newspaper, he pinched the soft flesh around Leonardo's waist and muttered, "If you haven't lost weight, it should be more comfortable to lean on."

Leonardo shook his body twice, and pushed Ebert back: "No, if I fall in love with you without losing weight, my fat and beard will make me look like your dad .”

Ebert shook his legs, making his posture more relaxed: "But you are only 6 years older than me, well, Leo, your forehead lines do look a bit vicissitudes."

As soon as Ebert finished speaking, Leonardo suddenly gave him an elbow: "30 years old is the best time for a man, Ebert, you are indeed very young, but in the eyes of girls and young women, only This one of mine is their preference, you look like a little boy with no hair at all..."

Leonardo spoke more and more smoothly, and by the time he realized something was wrong, Ebert had already flashed his white and even teeth and flashed him a dangerous smile, and the newspaper in his hand was brushed away He fell to the ground, and his whole body was already under Ebert's body. A passionate kiss came so unexpectedly. When Leonardo was kissed without any strength, Ebert stood up. Standing up: "What is a little boy with no hair?"

"Can a little boy give you happiness? Leo, who is hard-spoken, you said that you were having a good time the other day. What a dishonest 'little boy'."

Leonardo was about to cry, because Ebert was stretching out a slender finger admired by countless female fans to tap on his important parts, flicking one by one, still mocking Leonardo: "Only a real 'little boy' would be so useless, wouldn't he, Leo?"

The sofa instantly turned into a tragic Shura field.

Leonardo, who couldn't even straighten his waist, had to be carried by Ebert to the bathroom for the second time. He wept silently. As a post-70s, he really couldn't understand the young people born in the 80s. With a strong sense of revenge, didn't he just mention a little boy, didn't he just show off how popular he is with women? He was forced by Ebert to ask who is the real little boy all afternoon, and he almost lost consciousness Leonardo could only admit that he was the one over and over again, in exchange for Ebert's gentle "good".

Leonardo said that his lover is really a jealous, narrow-minded, perverted little monster who thinks he is 'big', well, really big.

The first time was the bed, the second time was the sofa, and from Ebert's performance, he didn't seem to mind enjoying another happy time with Leonardo in another place.

When he returned to the living room, Leonardo felt even more dizzy when he saw newspapers scattered around the sofa that seemed to be stained with unknown substances.

Ebert, who was obviously more energetic than before, threw the newspaper into the trash can without hesitation, leaving only one: "The New York Times is still clean, I just haven't finished opening it yet, Watch it again later."

Seeing that Leonardo was still standing there motionless, Ebert simply held the newspaper in one hand, supported Leonardo with his arms, and carried him upstairs to the bedroom.

Leonardo shook his leg awkwardly: "Ebert, I can, let me down."

"Leo, don't be brave. It's not the first time I've hugged you. You're tired and uncomfortable. You need to rest."

The next Ebert's actions made Leonardo suddenly understand the feelings of his former little lover and hot girl who had a one-night stand-after a night of orgy, Leonardo would often leave a lot of dollars or an expensive one with a huge Logo. At this moment, although Ebert did not give him any material care, but from the very beginning, this guy has maintained far more enthusiasm than before.

"Leo, are you tired, let me give you a massage!"

"Honey, what do you want to eat tonight, I'll make it for you."

"Dear Leo, let me give you a shoulder squeeze!"

"Honey……"

"Dear……"

"To shut up!"

Leonardo's fierce look made Ebert's face look at a loss, Leonardo's voice almost softened, but the next second he realized that this was all Ebert's conspiracy, If you are so fragile and easy to get hurt, why was you more fierce than a lion on the bed just now?