marvelous rosaline

24

The next night, Big Times Nightclub.

After a day of rehearsal, many members of the crew chose to come to the nightclub to relax.As Rosalin said, there were also many drama critics, directors, actors, and newspaper reporters present.

"Rosalind, over here."

Miranda greeted Rosalind cordially.

Her husband, Sam Williams, was sitting not far away, chatting with a stylishly dressed middle-aged man.Miranda brought her to the two of them: "Mr. Dole, let me introduce you, this is our actress Miss Rosalind in "Angel Voice", Rosalind, this is Mr. Mike Dole , a well-known theater critic in New York."

what……

Rosalind remembered the name.

When she was far away in Europe, she read Mr. Dole's play reviews.The theater critic is so important on Broadway that legend has it that a good word from Mr. Dole can fill up an empty theater, just as a bad word from him can destroy a favorite show.

The heavyweight drama critic turned his head when he heard Miranda's introduction.

He looked Rosalin up and down, and said with a smile: "Sam, where did you find this treasure, and it looks exactly like Edith!"

Sam was very proud: "This is not a treasure I found, she found it by herself!"

Mr. Dole: "Sit down, miss."

Rosalind understood that this meant asking her to join the conversation.

Surrounding director Sam are either drama critics or creators in the circle.An actor like Rosalinn who has not yet had a work can sit in it. It is entirely Miranda who wholeheartedly provides Rosalinn with opportunities.

""Angel's Voice" has been in trouble since the casting, and the script was changed, and the investment was changed." Mr. Dole lit a cigarette: "Sam, this is not a good omen."

"Don't be mean to me here," said Sam. "Don't you believe in Miranda?"

"It is."

Mr. Dole laughed: "The two of you are a perfect match. I have been in this industry for so long, and I am used to seeing couples and lovers who are on-off and on-again, and have conflicts of interest. Only the Williams couple, as always, are in love There will never be mistakes in work and work, and there will be no regrets."

is it?

Rosalin couldn't help thinking of Miranda's standard dancer stance.

If she doesn't retreat behind the scenes, her achievements should not be lower than Sam's.

"I heard that the script of "Angel's Voice" has been changed back to the original version." Mr. Dole turned his gaze to Rosalind: "Miss Rosakova, can you tell me which part of this story you like the most?" ?”

According to Mr. Dole's status, he can completely ignore Rosalind.

Letting a young girl who is just starting out sit and listen next to a group of big shots is considered to be giving her face.Mr. Dole put on the posture of an elder in this way to "examine" Rosalin, which is completely for Miranda's face.

Rosalin was not nervous.

She thought about it: "I like the part where Edith Poirot argues with her mother after she becomes famous."

Mr. Dole was very surprised: "Oh? Can I ask why?"

Because Rosalin never thought that her mother and grandma had quarreled.

Rosalind's grandmother is the mysterious, elegant, good and evil Countess Rosakova in "Detective Poirot"!In her heart, no matter what her grandma encounters, she can do everything with ease, she knows everything, she is also very good-looking, and she is more versatile than grandpa.

But after Edith Poirot's first play became famous in "Singing Angels," the mother-daughter duo disagreed over Edith's desire to develop on Broadway.In the story, the melody of the song where mother and grandma argue and quarrel is quite catchy, and the lyrics are composed by Sam himself based on his memory.

Yes, the Williamses were there when Mom and Grandma had an argument.So this episode is 100% true to reality.

The omnipotent grandmother quarrels with the noble and elegant mother like ordinary people, which makes Rosalin feel fresh and interesting.

But she couldn't tell Mr. Dole bluntly, saying that she had discovered another side of the elders.

"The story of "The Voice of Angels" focuses on the experience of Lady Edith Poirot on the stage," Rosalind struggled to decide the language, "it can be divided into three parts: the first arrival in America, her rise to fame, and her rise to fame and fortune. The story Focused on her Broadway days, this debate was one of the few places where she showed a side of her life."

As she spoke, Rosalin put on a playful smile on purpose.

"For me, Edith Poirot has always been the beautiful poster on the wall, the melodious voice on the record player, the black-and-white shadow in the movie, she was never really a person. But knowing that she will also be with When my mother quarreled and had petty temper tantrums with her family, I discovered for the first time that she had really existed and was alive."

Rosalind was telling the truth.

Although her grandparents and Miss Marple told her many stories about her mother, the fame overshadowed Edith Poirot's true face, making the mother she had never met more like a symbol in Rosalin's eyes .

And standing on the stage where her former mother was, Rosailin felt that she... somewhat touched her real mother.

She now feels that getting the heroine is a very good thing.

However, Rosailin's words came from the heart, but to others, it was nothing more than a young actor's way of interpreting the characters. At most, it could be regarded as studying carefully, but it could not be said to be particularly novel.Mr. Dole merely nodded. "A side of Edith Poirot's life—"

He laughed while talking, and looked at Sam: "I think Miss Rosakova is right! You wrote the script yourself, Sam, but you missed the key points."

Sam: "Critical place?"

Mr. Dole: "The birth of her daughter!"

Rosalind: "..."

"The identity of the biological father of Edith Poirot's illegitimate daughter can almost be called a mystery in the world," Mr. Dole said with a smile, "You and your wife are her best friends, so you should know some clues! If it were made public, it would be enough to shock the entire Broadway!"

Even Rosalind could tell that Mr. Dole was joking.

But she looked sideways at Sam and found that the smile on the director's face had disappeared.

On weekdays, Sam has a good personality. Although he has genius eccentricities, he is not withdrawn.On the contrary, working with him was a breeze, and even when an actor was out of shape or a huge rehearsal slipped up, Sam was rarely offended.

He always has a smile on his face when he treats the people he likes.

Except for facing the casting director when they first met, this was the first time Rosalin saw Sam's expression become serious.

"Respect Edith, I'm not interested in her private life."

Sam warned very bluntly: "Mike, if you write a drama review in Jieshi, you are not allowed to mention Edith's private life."

Miranda took the opportunity to speak: "I would also like to ask everyone, after meeting Miss Rosalind today, please keep quiet for now."

Ok?

This was beyond Rosalin's expectation.

Let her meet with industry leaders, after all, there is a publicity factor in it.There were several reporters present, both official newspapers and gossip newspapers. They took a few blurry photos in advance and released them with their own names, which can be regarded as building popularity for the much-anticipated "Angel Voice".

But Miranda didn't let the reporter speak up in advance...

Rosalin put a question mark in her heart.

Afterwards, the topic turned to other theaters and repertoires. Rosalin listened to it for a while, and called away the other young girls in the crew.

Jay Gatsby, the investment "financier" who was promised to come, never came.

In the middle of the party, Rosalin went to the bathroom alone to touch up her makeup. When she returned, she passed the lobby of the nightclub.

The dance hall at night is crowded with people, jazz music and beautiful men and women together constitute the psychedelic scene of indulgent vocal music in the golden age.Roseline was not interested in such a scene, but she stopped suddenly as she crossed the dance floor.

It smells like alcohol.

It is Scotch whiskey, single malt, and peaty smell, which made Rosalin immediately confirm that the aroma of this wine came from Islay.

However, in New York, where Prohibition is in effect, what kind of person would directly take out whiskey in public?Rosalin couldn't help but turned her head following the smell——

Halfway across the dance floor, her eyes met a man sitting in the corner.

He looked about 30 years old, wearing a black suit.The faint light of the dance floor illuminates his face hidden in the darkness from time to time.The man has a very typical Mediterranean face: high browbones, deep eye sockets, extremely high nose bridge and thin face.

Rosalin did not expect that the other party was also looking at her.

She blinked, looked away as if nothing had happened, and was about to leave when she turned around and faced two burly men in suits blocking Rosalin's front.

"entallezvous (how are you)?" asked Rosalind.

"Miss Rosakova."

One of the men spoke with an Italian accent: "Mr. Romano wants to talk to you."

Rosalind: "Sorry, I don't know Mr. Romano."

The man raised his hand to gesture to the man sitting in the corner at the other end of the dance floor: "Talk and we'll get to know each other."

Rosalind: "...OK."

She immediately understood the identity of the man.

Nightclubs with a gangster background, whiskey in flagrant Prohibition violations, and an Italian accent.The "Mr. Romano" sitting in the corner is probably the operator or owner of the nightclub.

But what did the gangsters want her for?Rosalin didn't seem to provoke them.

Facing the interception of the two big men, Rosalin did not resist or refuse. She obediently followed the guidance of the two men to the booth in the corner of the dance floor.

The man always sat in the shadows.

"Good night, sir."

Rosalin sat down slowly: "May I ask what you want from me?"

Mr. Romano tilted his head.

When he turned his face, Rosalin noticed a deep scar on the man's left cheek from the forehead to the bridge of the nose.With this appearance, no one would believe that he is not a mafia.

"I just want to buy you a drink."

There was still a half bottle of whiskey on the table, and Mr. Romano poured half a glass for Rosalin himself, added ice cubes, and then handed the whiskey glass to Rosalind: "A single man wants to meet a beautiful lady, I don't think it's anything out of the ordinary, right?"

But drinking is against the law.

Rosalin stared at the whiskey in front of her for a while.

Under the scorching gaze of the man opposite, she decided to take the glass of wine.

Just when Rosalin's fingertips were about to touch the wall of the cup, a powerful big hand pressed the back of her hand.

The tall man who came out of nowhere sat directly beside Rosalin, picked up the glass of wine for her, and lifted it into the air.

Rosalin turned her head in astonishment.

It's Jay Gatsby.

Mr. Gatsby, who arrived late, did not go straight to the reserved private room, but appeared at the booth on the edge of the dance floor.The gorgeous dance floor illuminated his handsome face, and his eyes, which were as clear as the sea, shone dangerously because of the changing lights.

He still has that trusting smile on his face, as if he entrusted his whole body to you and treats you frankly.

"Our dear Rosalind is not sensible, sir."

Gatsby said enthusiastically: "Don't let her disturb your good mood. How about I drink this glass of wine for her?"