[US Entertainment] Best Director

The man's name is Benjamin Millepied, who is also the husband of later Hollywood actress Natalie Portman.

He said that he was impressed by the delicate and moist feeling of Prairie's "Finger's Love", and it was love at first sight since then.

Prairie raised an eyebrow.

The reason why Benjamin later pursued Natalie is also because Natalie's acting skills in "Black Swan" are very "paranoid".

Could it be that Benjamin liked this hexagram?

But ended up swapping facebook.But it is the large size of the job.

Since winning the Oscar, Pryris has created an account to place partners at work.

That night, Prairis received a message from Benjamin asking her to have a cup of coffee at the coffee shop outside Woodpecker Films.

After thinking about it, I still agree.

The next day, Prairis went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of irises with dewdrops on them.

Inside the cafe.

Benjamin sat in the window seat with a bouquet of flowers.

"It seems that we have thought of going together." Benjamin and Praris exchanged bouquets.

"What coffee?"

"Just black coffee," Prairis replied.

The waiter quickly brought the coffee.

Prairie took a sip and added a spoonful of milk.

Benjamin chatted for a while with Prairie about movies, and ended up talking about Hollywood and French cinema.

"The essential difference between Hollywood and France is that Hollywood regards film as an 'industrial chain', while France does not. This also determines that Hollywood can catch up from behind and surpass France to become the center of world film." Benjamin sighed.

Prairis lit a cigarette, leaned back on the chair, lit the cigarette lazily, exhaled smoke rings, and said.

"The United States believes in money, so all the films they make have a taste of big productions to please the market, just like what Vincent Price said 'movies have bred a new race of big rats that eat popcorn', but France is different. , France has a taste of 'romantic to death' in its bones, so France will never be able to make out-and-out commercial films, they can't learn from Hollywood, and they don't want to learn."

Benjamin took a sip of his coffee.

Prairie was right.

The French can't learn and don't want to learn the filming techniques used by Hollywood to fool the mentally handicapped.

This is a natural character reason.

Just like Chinese/Chinese movies always have a preaching flavor, their French movies are always permeated with a sense of "the death of romance", which can never be changed and is engraved in the bones.

Benjamin suddenly understood why Pryris didn't follow the trend to stay in Hollywood, the filmmaker's dream all his life, after winning the Oscar, but instead came to France.

Because she is British and European, the blood in her bones will always linger in the classical and elegant that Hollywood will not have!

Benjamin looked at the blond 'man' in a striped suit in front of him.

It's been a few months since the Oscars, and her hair appears to have grown to the nape of her neck.

Leaning lazily on the back of the chair, Bao Ri is slightly drunk, with one hand holding his head down, and the other holding a cigarette.

Taking a puff, smoke circles floated into the sky.

Like a long journey of smoke.

Benjamin thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of how to describe her.

At the moment of parting, it began to rain lightly. Prairis waved his hand casually, put on his beret, and walked into the rain.

After a while, it disappeared.

Only a faint smell of tobacco remains.

Sniffing the purple iris in her arms.

For some reason, Benjamin thought of the word "yuppie".

Prairie returned to the rented apartment.

Turning on the computer, I wanted to see if there was a suitable script, but found that it couldn't be turned on all of a sudden.

Thinking it was out of battery, I found a charger again.

After trying for a long time, the computer still has a black screen.

I looked at the clock and decided to have it repaired.

The people in the repair shop probably couldn't speak English. After talking for a long time, Prairie decided to buy another one, and this one went back to the UK for repair.

When I arrived at the Apple store, I bought a MacBook and walked back.

Taxi drivers seldom understand English, so they simply walked back with their computers.

Passing by a supermarket on the way, I remembered the empty refrigerator in the apartment, so I walked in.

After buying some fruit and yogurt, Prairis walked to the freezer and hesitated for a long time.

I want to eat matcha flavor...but I can't read French.

Not color blind at all.

He picked up a box of green ice cream in the corner and put it back into the shopping cart.

The slender woman pushing the shopping cart at her side glanced at Prairis.

The azure blue eyes are like extremely pure blue gemstones, lifelike and radiant.

Looking at those eyes, Prairis froze.

Until the woman in the black dress turned and left.

Only then did Pryris react, and hurried forward.

"Ms. Adjani!"

The woman seemed unaware that anyone would recognize her.

Looking back in surprise.

The scarf covering his face fell to the ground.

Showing a face that fascinates all beings.

Beautiful, pure, with unworldly innocence!

But she has such a pure and innocent beauty, and the character she plays is so unruly!An angel and a demon in one!Self-admiration!

Prairis simply fell in love with such a "double-faced" unruly beauty!The whole of Europe is in love with this superb French rose!

She is Isabelle Adjani!

Only one Adjani can be produced in a century!

Prairius kissed her hand almost reverently.

At this time, Adjani has been out of filming for a long time, concentrating on taking care of her youngest son at home, and is not very familiar with newcomers in the film industry.

At this moment, she recognized Prairis as a fanatical fan.

Smiling and nodding.

After explaining his admiration, Prairis sent out an invitation to watch the movie together.

Ajani shook her head and refused.

Dao's youngest son is still waiting at home and needs her care.

Although Prairis was a little regretful, he still nodded in understanding.

Adjani has a good impression of this handsome and humble young man.

After returning home.

Watching the little boy fall asleep.

Ajani pressed a kiss on the forehead of her youngest son, and then returned to the room.

Ghostly.

He walked to the mail that had been piled up in the corner for a long time.

Remove one of them.

turn on.

Discovery is a DVD, and a neat picture book.

Looked at the shipping address.

Adjani found out belatedly that this was a PR email from Oscar, which came from a few months ago.

Now that the Oscars have been announced, who is the winner?

Adjani thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

Maybe it's because of Daniel Lewis, who's always had a lack of interest in all things Hollywood.

Just as I was about to stuff the DVD back into the envelope, I saw the signature on the album.

This is a complex cursive signature, but the writing is unexpectedly concise.

Unconsciously, Ajani read out gently.

"Pryris Crander."

Seems like a girl's name.

In Hollywood, besides Catherine, are there any female directors?

It seems that there are, but who else is really on the Oscars besides Catherine?

Out of curiosity, Adjani didn't put the DVD back in the envelope.

Take it out.

Put in an optical drive that has not been used for a long time.