I love you, I won't kill you

Originally in the night bar, the two were just working as part-time waiters.With a salary of only $19 an hour, you have to wear a sexy uniform and make a smiling face to deal with alcoholics and drug addicts of all colors.

When someone wants to take advantage of them, they try to sell all kinds of whiskey, vodka and beer, so that they can earn more tips; Feel free to respond.

However, since the two spoke last week, Colleen has considered how to realize her Hollywood dreams.She once said to Julie, if no director is interested in her acting skills, will she have to follow Sharon's sexy route.

Julie couldn't understand why she underestimated her talents so much. Isn't the four-year drama course at Yale not enough for her to perform in front of Spielberg?

In desperation, Julie had no choice but to search several major local advertising companies on the web.Pointing to the websites of several companies, she said, "Trust me, I will always encourage you to go to Hollywood. But, my suggestion is that you can try to send photos and life videos to these companies first, Try to start with a flat model first."

"Well...you're right, but I'm only promoting myself now, isn't it a bit late? Some Hollywood actresses have become famous before the age of 18." Colleen didn't quite believe Zhu Li's words kept beating the drum in his heart.

"Don't worry, okay? You've got to believe in yourself. Not everyone is as lucky as Judy, and not everyone is so unlucky as to be a minor character forever."

Colleen didn't speak, and a pensive expression flashed across her face in an instant.Then he hugged Julie's neck from behind tenderly, and kissed her heavily on her lips.

In order to help Colleen as much as possible, Julie also gave her the second-hand Cadillac they bought together.At least when Colleen travels between major advertising agencies, she won't lose her chance to audition because of being late.

In view of her performance in law firms and her ability to handle cases in recent years, Professor Calder suggested that she consider how to allocate time reasonably to complete the remaining three years of the Juris Doctor program.Of course, if there is no excellent grades and outstanding performance in all aspects to ensure that she will receive a law school grant for three consecutive years, maybe Julie does not think that she will successfully complete the Juris Doctor program.

Although there are generous stipends that allow her to face the law school courses calmly, the high tuition fees force her to refuse to give up her part-time job in the bar at night.

On a sunny afternoon, Julie still planned to go to an office in the city to handle some small cases.Now that there is no car, and because of the distance between Colleen's residential college and her own residential college, she plans to walk outside the campus alone and take a bus to the city.

"Hey, Julie, where are you going?" Brandon called loudly, driving a new Dodge Ram sedan.

Julie turned around, stopped to look at him and said, "Hey, why are you here? I'm going downtown."

Brandon held the steering wheel with his left hand, and leaned his right hand on the door, slowly driving the car, "Ah... well, I'll go to the law school to find you. Your 'girlfriends' said that you plan to go off-campus. so..."

"Hey, shut up! Why do I feel like you are saying that I have many girlfriends?" Julie exclaimed a little unhappy.

"I'm sorry! I was thinking, if only I were a woman..." Brandon pretended to be thinking, and he could compete with the student actors in the Yale University Theater.

"Okay, let's talk. What's the matter?" Julie curled her lips in amusement and continued walking on the sidewalk.

Brandon did have something to say to her, but it seemed inconvenient for one to be walking and the other to be driving.I had no choice but to say, "If you have no objection, I can give you a ride. Let's talk in the car." Julie didn't express her opinion, and got into the car after thinking about it.

After pulling the seat belt and buckling it, Brandon drove the Dodge car and accelerated away from the road on campus.When he drove out of the school gate, he said, "You know, the spring sports league between residential colleges is about to start this year. If you have time, I still want to invite you to participate in the game."

"Really? So, do you have to participate in the triathlon as always, or do you have a new way to play? For example, go to play a barbarian game (rugby)." Julie is no stranger to the triathlon that the two have participated in , so I am used to asking this question.

"Come on, although Yale is the birthplace of football, they don't provide players with jerseys, protective gear and bandages. So, I will play something more exciting."

"Oh...let me guess, is it rock climbing or squash? You won't be interested in these little games in the residential college, are you?" Julie's tone still didn't change much.

Brandon laughed, "The top students in the law school are different. They can find the breakthrough point of the case from the subtleties, um... a bit like a senior defense lawyer in a Manhattan law firm."

"So, you plan to hire me as the Balfour family's lawyer after we graduate?! My commission is very high!" Since Brandon can give her a high hat, why can't Julie take the opportunity to satirize him The style of the sons of members of parliament.

"Hehe, I can't guarantee whether I can be the lawyer of the Balfour family. You know that I have never interfered with his affairs. Besides, aren't you doing a good job with the professor now?"

Julie looked out the car window and said lightly, "Maybe. Thank you, just send me downstairs to the professor's office."

"After thinking about it, call me." Brandon parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road and said to Julie.

At the moment, in the coffee shop at the base of the building, there are some people who are spending their afternoon time.Through the large floor-to-ceiling glass facing the sidewalk, you can clearly see the sports programs being broadcast on the LCD screen above the bar.

Julie walked easily into the building, staring enviously at the people in the coffee shop.When her eyes slid across the screen inadvertently, a face full of heroism and expressive eyes came into her sight instantly, "This...this...how is this possible?! No! This is not true, why? "Julie stared at the screen, asking herself over and over again.

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