Wilderness Challenge [Comprehensive British American American Entertainment]

These words echoed in the car like a bell.

Jennifer and Bruce's eyes met, she saw the smile in his eyes and he saw the shock in hers.

As a "famous" playboy in the United States, Bruce Wayne can flirt in no less than ten languages. Climbing down poles is nothing new to him;

As an actress who has been in Hollywood, Jennifer Davis is not an innocent teacher.Over the years, she has indeed been looking for her own reflection everywhere. She has tried too many, and Wayne is the most similar among them, and has been together the longest, so the shattering of this sense of sameness is the most unbearable.

Only then was then, and now is now.

Now they are holding each other's disguises in their hands, like two vitiligo patients who suddenly took off their masks, more naked than the naked man.

In this state, why, how, and dare the other party flirt with her!

The carriage fell into silence, as if he had said something normal, Bruce squinted his eyes and began to catch up on sleep.Jennifer looked at the darkening sky outside the window, and pressed the door lock to prevent the paparazzi who came close to open the door suddenly.

They got out of the museum parking lot at Fifth Avenue and 80th Street as night fell and walked arm in arm across the plaza toward the prep area, surrounded by crowds.The lights covered all the stars in the sky, the work team swarmed up, and the bodyguards looked around vigilantly.No one spoke, only the click of the long cannon pressing the shutter, like a machine gun without bullets sweeping across the body.

After entering the preparation area, Bruce always had soft eyes and a smile on his mouth, as if he was the better performer of the two.Jennifer let him look up and down, also smiling, with a friendly tone, but her thoughts were surging.

She figured it all out as Tommy straightened his skirt one last time.

Bruce Wayne's behavior, whether he throws excuses or speaks frivolously, is not in vain, but a state of mind that he is trying to isolate her from "Batman".

This feeling of deja vu naturally conceals the gap between the two of them, like a cloth covering a pothole, if it is not uncovered, it will be as if nothing happened.

He didn't do it on purpose to be mocking or posturing, but out of protection and self-preservation.The child who cried loudly in the dark alley of the movie theater is always in his heart. He has seen the darkest side of the world earlier than anyone else. He is trying to protect a city that seems to have no hope. , he is dealing with two completely different and completely opposite identities.

Bruce Wayne and Batman.

One is so glamorous, born with a golden spoon in his mouth, well-educated, located in the highest class in Gotham, everyone is flattering, and the stars are holding the moon; the other is so dark, incarnated as a symbol , creating terror in the city, dealing with villains by the gutters and criminals in the asylum all day long.

These two identities are completely separate and diametrically opposite.

First a rich kid trying to be Batman, then a rich kid trying to be Batman.The closer Bruce gets to Batman, the more difficult it is to get close to his identity on the bright side, so he needs a complete closed space to protect himself.

This space may be the Wayne House that exists physically, or the social circle that exists spiritually, Jennifer doesn't know.But what she knows is that this almost paranoid desire to explore and control is just a manifestation of a person's fear of losing control. He cannot tolerate the self-enclosed and isolated "Batman" breaking through the world surrounded by "Bruce Wayne" Contaminated, he contemptuous of being "Bruce Wayne."

No one has ever published a book telling the world "How Superheroes Should Handle Their Social Relationships" or "How Superheroes Should Balance Their Dual Identity". You have to figure it out yourself.

The screenwriter Bauer once revealed the details of hunting bin Laden in the group.When SEAL Team Six broke into the house, his 20-year-old daughter rushed upstairs to inquire. Bin Laden told her, "Go back downstairs and sleep," and then he told his youngest wife, "Don't turn on the lights."Power conveyed these messages not to whitewash him, but to state the all-too-clear truth: Any embodiment of fear is ultimately human.

Batman bears no resemblance to him, but the same conclusion applies.

He is not a god, he just tries to turn himself into a god.

He's human, he makes mistakes, and he doesn't know things.

Facing a member of the non-Wayne family who knew his identity, Batman probably didn't even think about what kind of relationship they should have. , now I draw a circle for you, you are on Bruce's side, don't cross the line to Batman's side."

This arrogant, conceited, paranoid man who thinks he can control the whole situation.

But everyone is in the same boat, so don't dislike anyone.

Jennifer let out a breath out of her nose, half angry and half funny. She waved to the side like a puppy, then took Bruce's arm again, and followed the on-site dispatcher's instructions to walk out.

The first media area is the domestic media. When they showed up, almost all the reporters shouted their names.Jennifer's eyes were full of black holes, and the unfamiliar faces carried similar fanaticism.

Bruce helped her up the steps to fix the spot, and the stylist quickly arranged the clothes, and then left after the styling was done for the reporter to take a group photo of the two of them.The suit has blue elements, and Chanel's long dress is also blue. Those cufflinks, gemstones, diamonds and scales are all shining under the light, making the two of them extraordinary.

After the point was over, Jennifer continued to walk upwards, and Bruce subconsciously bent down and lifted the skirt for her.

A reporter captured this moment of bending over, and this picture naturally became the focus of news in the next few days.

But at this moment, the two "unpredictable" people just walked steadily through the domestic media area, the European media area and the Asian media area, smiling amidst the deafening calls of "look here" and "put on a pose" .

A lot of people have already gathered in the main MetGala venue, and Jennifer recognized many familiar faces at a glance, including Brazilian supermodel Gisele Bundchen in a red dress, and Rei with dyed red hair in a black semi-see-through outfit. Hana, emerging singer Taylor Swift, Jessica Alba, Kristen Stewart...  

Before she could go up and blend into any circle, a more familiar person walked over holding a wine glass.

Tony Stark is wearing a flamboyant maroon suit today, with a weird fishbone hat on his head.He was accompanied by two other young men, also regulars on the Society page, Oliver Queen from Star City and Warren Worthington from New York.

In an instant, the billionaire index in this small world exceeded the standard.

After saying hello, Jennifer pulled away decisively to socialize with some bigwigs in the circle, and when she left, she could still hear intimate conversations behind her.

"I remember that you guys were arguing in the dark because of horse betting. Come on, let's take this opportunity to shake hands and make peace." It was Stark's voice.

"Tony, now is not the time for you to break up with old Worthington because you snatched a thread?" An unfamiliar voice said.

"Okay, okay," Bruce laughed, "what can we do? Slap each other with money?"

The net worth of these four tycoons combined crushed everyone in the arena, and it didn't take long for a circle of celebrities to surround them, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.

Stark came with his female companion, and his female companion, Miss Pepper Potts, seemed to have her own social circle. Jennifer saw her standing and talking with several upstarts in the luxury goods industry from a distance.On the contrary, Worthington and Quinn's female companions stood firmly on the front line, trying to kill other celebrities with their eyes.

Several women tried to approach, and Bruce seemed to say something, and then glanced indifferently.

Jennifer smiled and shook her head.

People really can't see too clearly. When a person sees everything clearly, he often finds it difficult to blame others.

She never recognized herself, understood Maya in the movie, and Bruce outside the movie.Martyrs are all lonely, this kind of loneliness is hesitating and unable to achieve the goal, not being understood during the bloody battle, exhausting all means to reach the end of the road, but not knowing whether he is right or wrong, gain or loss.

The four rich men started chatting with the co-chairman, and not long after, several well-known big designers and group executives also joined this circle.Bruce hung shoulder to shoulder with them, laughing and laughing freely in the crowd, like a fish in water.With this identity, as long as he is willing, no one in the world will dislike this rich, powerful, handsome and talkative young man.

Only Jennifer uncovered the disguise of this dessert, and saw the growling monster inside; and only she split the monster's body, and saw the self-enclosed and self-destructive inside.

Of course, while seeing through, it is also seen through by the other party.

A special connection.

Jennifer could be anywhere without Bruce Wayne.

She can be on a sunny beach with coconut trees, or in a secluded and secluded dense forest; she can be in Los Angeles, the city of angels, or Las Vegas, the capital of desire.

She can date anyone, a traveler who only goes on the road, an actor who has seen through years of ups and downs, a hunter who lives in seclusion in the mountains and guards the wooden house alone-anyone, as long as there is a familiar side.

But now all this is not possible.

Jennifer Davis saw through the monster's true body, and Bruce Wayne saw through the beast's origin.

She could be called anything, Jennifer, Janet, Laura, and he could be called anything, Bruce, Baird, Benny, but their real "names" were in each other's hands.

The Eskimos believe that changing a person's name before they die of old age can bring them back to life. The Japanese believe that mastering the real name of monsters can do anything to them. No one knows the name of Jehovah. Allah walks the world with 99 names. Who has mastered the name? A person's essence, he has the power to influence this person.

Admittedly, they weren't ready to be comfortable with each other.

"Identity" is an upright barrier, like a glass, even if it is transparent, it is still there.

They are not family members, close friends, lovers, outsiders, opponents, or enemies, but two players holding puppet strings to test each other, two villains pressing the detonation button to threaten each other, one looking at the ground from the sky, one Looking out over the fields from the fort.

But maybe one day in the future, maybe in the afternoon of a certain manor, or maybe in a place where only white moose are seen, they will embrace each other, solemnly return their real names, and then exchange them completely.

Not now, no, but—they might, might be, have to be a match made in heaven.

For her, it was the boat that saw the island while drifting with the current; for him, it was the circle that rolled to the edge of the cliff and pierced into the wooden stake.

I don't know what to do, so I just run to you.

Jennifer can no longer be angry with everything that happened in the past few days, and she knows that the other party has long since stopped being offended.It's not so much revenge as repayment.

She exhaled softly, drank the red wine in the glass, and watched Bruce, who had finished talking with the people in power, walking towards here with a glass of champagne.

He had a smug smile on his face, as if he had prepared a gift and hid it behind his back, without any shadow of darkness at all; she also lost her contemplative expression, her eyes sparkled, like a child on her birthday, holding her breath and waiting When the gift was announced, there was no sign of loneliness at all.

One step, two steps, three steps, stand still.

"Guess what?" Bruce said cheerfully, "I'm going to give Brian Lord a shove in the back, I'm going to make you wear Chanel No. [-] and everyone will be crazy about you."

Jennifer looked at him, silently.

After a while, she laughed: "OK."