[American Entertainment] Born to be passionate

The angel's eyes were pure and blank, with a little confusion and shock, and even the frequency of the wings on his back seemed a little hesitant.Every newborn angel carries the gene to obey orders, but the object of their obedience is the Archangel, and the Archangel never lies to them, so they never accept things like, 'A human ran into your birthplace and said I am the spokesperson of God' what should I do?

"Don't be afraid, angel, I won't hurt you." Edmondo continued to bewitch: "You are chosen, you are born for me, with the most pious mission, we will complete God's account together. "

The angel tilted his head at him, and said flatly, "How am I going to be sure this is God's request—"

"Oh, don't question God, I thought Michelle taught you the first lesson." Edmondo smiled, and then put his hand on the angel's heart, even though he didn't know whether these sacred creatures were related to him With the same heart, he was betting, and said with the most pious voice in his two lives: "Don't let your faith be shaken, angel, remember the meaning of your birth, you were born to meet me, God is with you exist."

Edmondo spent a lot of effort and finally bypassed the angel's sharp question. Facts have proved that sometimes religious issues must be resolved with religious language. The angel finally believed that he was sent by God to supervise them. He nodded solemnly, then flapped his wings and carried him back to the ground—this is the real romance full of fantasy.

After landing, Edmondo began to walk in this space. It looks like a garden, with a retro European-style white pavilion, roses, rose flowers, fruit trees, and a very tall tree that looks like a large straw Banyan tree with birdcage.Of course, Edmondo's attention is not on the scenery, he must figure out the relationship between this place and the whole paradise.

If he used this place as an entrance in the future, he didn't want to be noticed by other angels. If Michelle knew that his identity had been leaked, he might be furious and send him back to the original damn world.And he didn't want to go back at all, that world was terrible, and he would just be a poor wretch who was once brilliant but was abandoned by everyone there.

"Then—" He dragged his voice and stopped to look at the angel. "This is your birthplace. Do other angels usually come here?"

Angel shook his head. "Unless they have my permission," he replied.

"What about Michelle?"

"Archangels can go wherever they want, but Michelle usually plays by the rules like any other angel."

"Very well, I will come here to see you later." Edmondo said, "You will be accepted into the meeting by them soon, and you may hear some rumors about my human identity, write them down, Tell me verbatim when I come to you. Remember, what they say is not true, what I say is true, and I speak directly for God, and Michelle can't get past me, understand?"

The angel nodded solemnly as if entrusted.

Edmondo and the angel came under the tree. The vines seemed to be able to read his mind and slowly wove into a hanging chair. He sat in and looked up at the angel. "How can I contact you?" he asked.

The angel plucked a feather from the innermost wing and handed it to him.

"Take it with you, call me when you need it, and I will show up." He said, paused and added: "If our operation is confidential, then I need to find another time to see you outside of the mission, Not every call will bear fruit, the best way is still to come here, I want you to know."

"Of course, I know that." Edmundo lowered his head to hide himself, "Then how should I call you, angel? You must have another name, right?"

I saw the angel shaking his head. "Michelle will name each newborn angel after 7 days. The acceptance and naming are carried out at the same time. I don't have a name yet." He said.

"That's inconvenient, like this—I'll give you a name, don't tell other angels that it's only used between us, okay?" Edmondo said after thinking, "You Your wings are very beautiful, so, Asnias, I will call you Asnias from now on."

Edmondo didn't know the meaning between the angel and the name. He thought it was a name, a code name, but to the angel, it was equivalent to a brand.

In other words, the moment Edmondo named the angel in front of him represented that he had truly snatched him away from Michelle and made it his own.

An angel is loyal to God, but until God speaks to him, he is loyal to the archangel who gave him his name.

Now that Aspen's object of allegiance is no longer Michelle, Edmondo's inadvertent actions completely obliterated the possibility of Angel leaking the secret.

The angel took the initiative to approach Edmondo, bent down and gave him a hug, and then spread his wings to wrap him around.

"Thank you, Ace, I like the name." He whispered in his ear, "I won't disappoint you, Amen."

……

When Edmondo returned to his office, he had an extra feather in his hand, and exactly two hours had passed.

He put the feather in his inner pocket, then braced himself and went back to the set to finish the rest of the shoot.Perhaps he was too excited to have his own angel, and they got double the amount of work done that day.

It was something to celebrate, so that night he went to the best-known bar in the neighborhood, where he met Johnny Depp, who had just returned from the Venice Film Festival, and Edmondo wanted to ask him about tattoo touch-ups , so I pulled him to open the booth.

Edmondo ordered two martinis, and Johnny Depp ordered two short drinks, looking rather depressed.

"What happened, Johnny, are you unhappy in Venice?" Edmondo touched him with his elbow and asked, "You can tell me, maybe I can help you out."

Depp folded his hands on the table and shook his head. "It's very complicated," he said softly, "but it has nothing to do with the Venice Film Festival. My film has been attacked by various media in the United States, and now I basically have no chance of being released in China. We also spent a lot of money on Marlon Brando, if it cannot be released in China, the small studio will go bankrupt."

"It doesn't sound very optimistic." Edmondo pursed his lips, and took the opportunity to drink the two glasses of martinis. No one stipulates that he can't enjoy himself when his friends are going through hardships. He licked the salt left at the corner of his mouth , and asked: "Is there no other way?"

"I don't know." Depp shrugged, with his characteristic feeling of letting go of everything, "The film has been changed to an R-rated label and sent for review, but the final result is anyone's guess. I don't want to delete The content inside, even if the review fails—maybe I can give them a part."

Edmondo was shocked by his thoughts, he shook his head, firmly opposed to Depp's plan.

"You want to pay in advance? God, you are a director and an actor. The studio wants to give you money to ask you to work for them. Now it's good that you want to pay them in advance. So what is this project?" He took the ice cubes out of the glass Fish it out, throw it into your mouth and bite it into pieces, "There must be a way to make it pass the review, don't worry, I will help you. I'll go find a friend, or a friend of a friend, I believe I will be fine in the end."

Depp didn't quite believe his words, but he didn't want to upset Edmundo more than that.

"Thank you." Depp said, in order not to let the silence between the two of them, he tried to ask: "You mean - to find a producer in the circle or something?"

"Almost, you have to know that I am now a shareholder of DreamWorks, and I know a lot of people." Edmondo said and nodded his lips, "Be patient, baby, I will go back to you as soon as I finish asking. "

Depp gave him a forced smile.

"I promise you it will be fine, I recently found a guardian angel on top of my head." Edmondo stood up with a slightly drunk color and winked at Depp, he didn't want work to ruin his supposedly perfect At night, "Want to dance?" he asked.

What the guardian angel said made Depp startled. He looked at Edmundo with complicated eyes, but Edmundo acted very naturally. He now drank two glasses of martini and half a barrel of whiskey, what he said Even the bum on the street wouldn't believe it, and most importantly, no one believed in the existence of an angel, even if he was fully conscious, it would only be taken as a metaphor.

"Come?" Edmondo finally asked, "If you don't come, I will find someone else."

Without further hesitation, Depp immediately agreed to Edmondo's invitation.

When they came out of the bar in the early hours of the morning a few hours later, Depp took Edmundo back to his house and he took good care of him, wiped his face with a hot towel, gave him a drink of water and helped him He changed his clothes and got into the quilt to sleep peacefully.

After finishing all this, Depp looked at Edmondo's sleeping face and sighed, then turned and went to the study room, he picked up the receiver with some heaviness and called River Phoenix.

"I think your guess may be right."

……

A few days later, Edmondo entered the post-production stage, but he preferred to spend his time exploring the mysteries of religion, so he asked Spielberg to introduce an editor to help him initially connect the footage to the film. Composing stories together, this process usually takes 2-3 weeks, enough for him to go back and forth several times.

When he was ready, he found Jazzy the tauren again. The preliminary exploration of heaven was over, and now he should go to hell to have a look.After taking all the warnings like - don't touch the red bubbles rising from the lava, and don't joke about his horns after seeing a demon, no demon likes this, after that, he got another The viscous black liquid sprayed from the nostrils came to hell.

There is indeed a big difference between here and heaven. Going to heaven is not so tiring.

After passing through the black slime, he seemed to have come to the bottom of the well. The space was narrow and cold. Edmondo had to climb up the stone bricks covered with unknown plants, and when he reached the top, there was a thick round black hole. door.The whole hell was on top of him, and it felt like being a plumber who fixed the sewers.He took a deep breath and rested for a few seconds, then pushed open the heavy door with all his strength, and crawled out with hands and feet.

It turned out to be less lucky than the one in Paradise. Edmundo had just closed the heavy door (more like a manhole cover) when he turned his head and bumped into a pair of familiar black eyes.

Lucy was sitting on the throne, holding a wine glass in one hand and a palm-sized little devil in the other, looking suspiciously at Edmondo who climbed up from the ground.

Before Edmundo could figure out how to fool him, he saw Lucy lift his chin. Following his commanding movements, there was the sound of violent water waves behind Edmundo, and a huge tentacle Protruding from the black mud, with the roar of ancient creatures, it quickly rolled Edmondo into the air, and then sent him wobbly to Lucy.

"My dear treasure Edmondo," said the Lord of Hell, in a tone of affection, "tell me, how did you come here?"