[American Entertainment] Born to be passionate

"Yeah, I did just come back from Japan... No problem, I'll take the bass over tonight, let's hurry up and practice more before going on stage...Okay, see you later."

After speaking with the band members on the phone, River-Phoenix took his bass and prepared to meet them. Starting tonight, they will start a new business activity. The scope is not large, basically in the urban areas of the Northwest of the United States, and the other party is very generous , With this money, he is one step closer to the day when he will pay back all of Edmondo's money.

But just as he was about to step out of the door of the room, Edmundo ran down the stairs angrily and pushed him back. Before Rui Fan could react, he was grabbed by the collar and turned around. A circle was pressed against the wall.

"River-Phoenix, are you an onion?! Why do you always keep important things in your heart? Are you never ready to tell me the truth as long as I don't tear off all the outer protections!"

Edmondo asked loudly, his ocean-colored eyes were shaking slightly with anger at this moment, Rui Fan was a little dazed by what he said, showing a confused expression.

"What truth?" he asked. "If you're going to get mad at me then I should at least get a reason."

Instead of telling him why, Edmundo became even more angry.

"Yeah, the reason!" He suddenly raised his voice, "I think I should also get the reason, I thought you were voluntarily high|high to have that kind of situation, today they suddenly told me no! It's been a year Rui Fan! You haven't even tried to tell me this for so long!"

The words were so endless that Rui Fan couldn't think of what Edmondo was referring to.

"You relax first, let's sit down and have a good talk, this will not solve any problems." He comforted: "First of all, you have to tell me about you-Joaquin? Why are you here? And why are there police?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw his younger brother who shouldn't be here and two Los Angeles police officers in police uniforms, one black and one white, through Edmundo's shoulder, and he was completely stunned.

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

……

A few minutes later, they came to the hall and sat down. After the two policemen explained their purpose, Rui Fan finally figured out why he was scolded, and he looked at Edmondo helplessly.

"I'm sorry, Dudu, I thought you knew about it," he explained, "The police came to me a few times after I was taken to the hospital, but you were not there, they said they would ask someone who was there to find out what happened. "

"I don't know at all. No one told me this." Edmundo replied with a straight face. "At that time, the police came to me just to tell me about the process of saving you and where the adrenaline came from. I will do the rest. I don't know anything anymore."

In his previous life, Edmundo only knew that Rui Fan died there because of drugs, and the process and details were not important to him at that time.But this time Rui Fan survived, he only cared about letting the other party get rid of those pills, he didn't care about the details at all.

"Okay——my fault, I didn't ask clearly." Edmundo brushed the hair on his forehead, "But Rui Fan, since you didn't make yourself like that voluntarily, then I'm pulling you Why didn't you tell me when you were forced to quit with Keanu?"

"Because that's part of me too, I wasn't in the right shape when I went over that night, so someone offered to cheer me up, I know there was something in that drink, but I just thought it was a dope or something It’s a relaxing thing, I didn’t expect it to be Hai*yin.” Rui Fan said and looked at the two police officers, “Don’t be nervous, officer, I’ve quit and started a new life, I can guarantee that I have nothing to do with those things now No."

The policemen nodded.

"It's good to be able to quit, congratulations. But what we are investigating has nothing to do with you." The white policeman said, and then he took out a photo, "We want to know if you still have contact with him, he is now for us work, we're looking everywhere for him."

Rui Fan looked at the photo for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"I don't think I know him, there were a lot of people that day, most of them were rock bands, we used to hang out at the Viper House, but we didn't interfere in each other's lives." He pushed the photo back, "Sorry can't be of much help Busy, you can ask Johnny, that club belongs to him."

After asking a few more simple questions, the two policemen left the manor. Edmundo didn't say anything more. He sat on the sofa with a slight frown and recalled everything that had just happened.

Rui Fan is lying, he knows the person in the photo.

Edmondo couldn't figure out why he wanted to hide it, whether it was out of friendship or something more important.

Maybe it was a stupid reason, because if this matter was really important, then there was no reason for Rui Fan not to tell him in advance.

But before he could figure it out, Rui Fan's questioning voice interrupted him.

Rui Fan: "So—let's go back to the previous question, why are you here, Joaquin?"

"He came to look for you. I met him at the door when I came back from Universal." Before Joaquin could speak, Edmundo replied for him, "So did the police. When I mentioned the Viper House last year, I thought it was a mess Wrong--that's unbelievable."

Rui Fan smiled, there was nothing wrong with the reaction.

Edmondo waited for a while, seeing that Rui Fan was really not going to tell him, so he got up and patted Joaquin on the shoulder, leaving the space in the living room for the two brothers.

"I still have a job, you two have a good talk."

Edmondo thought, he wanted to see when Rui Fan would tell him this time.

……

Temporarily ignoring Rui Fan's affairs, Edmondo has been busy for almost two months, traveled to 8 cities, and finally completed all the publicity for the movie "Entanglement" before the end of November.

On the day before the premiere, after the press conference, he called the two leading actors and several staff members of the crew to a gathering, as if to vent, Edmondo spent one night recounting the past two months. He drank all the wine he hadn't drunk.

Of course, the result was expected. Edmondo couldn't control his limbs and was helped by Michelle into the car, and finally carried him back to the room like a sack.

After being thrown on the bed, he saw the wrapped gift box placed there. The box was wrapped in dark red wrapping paper and tied with a golden ribbon with a bow.

"Hey! Where did this baby come from!" Edmondo rolled the box twice on the bed and carried the box into his arms, then began to giggle unconsciously, "It's so beautiful!"

"That's your gift, I promised it." The angel raised his chin and gestured, "Open it and have a look—well, you've already done that."

Before he could finish speaking, Edmundo tore the wrapping paper.

"Don't be shy, sweetheart, come to Papa!" He said as he opened the inner layer of packaging, "Let me see what you are—noway!"

Even in his drunken state Edmundo recognized the small, square object lying in the box, the most advanced music player he had ever sneered at, but it was state-of-the-art in this day and age.

An mp3!

He got an mp3!

"I can't believe it, you are... where did you get this baby, I think it hasn't been invented yet... er, I mean, I mean... God!"

Alcohol paralyzed his tongue, and Edmondo quickly realized that he had mistakenly revealed the future he knew, but he couldn't think of any reason to hide it.

Simply he was facing Michelle.

And Michelle deliberately picked this gift to give him today, just to make him less suspicious when he was drunk.

"I know Samsung employees. This is an internal trial version." He used this excuse to get away with it. "Open it and try it. I entrusted someone to transfer some songs into it. Listen to it."

Edmundo turned on the mp3 obediently, carefully stuffed the earphones into his ears, and waited expectantly.

Soon there was music from inside.

And that sound drove him crazy.

"Fuck him! Michelle, how did you get this song!" Edmondo jumped up from the bed, and every song that followed was so familiar, "Tell me where you got it, fuck him Tell me quickly!"

Michelle expected this to happen, he chuckled and pushed away the person who pounced on him: "I don't understand what you're talking about, it already had those songs when it came into my hands."

"That's impossible! I've heard them! Don't try to lie to me!"

"It's not a lie. Take it as a miracle, as a gift to you." Michelle leaned over and hinted in Edmondo's ear: "Don't tell anyone, if you share it with others, then it will be Disappear, understand?"

Edmondo knelt down on the bed with his legs limp.

He nodded dully.

The angel withdrew his magic power and returned to the original harmless big dog, and he laughed.

"Good~"

……

The next day Edmondo found himself sleeping with the mp3 all night, and he had no memory of how it was obtained.

"Are you up, Eddie?" Edward Furlong knocked on the door and came in. "Today is the premiere day, and we have to get there before 9:[-]."

Edmondo subconsciously hid the mp3 in his hand.

Fran didn't see what it was but saw the movement of hiding things. He raised his eyebrows and naturally thought it was a small toy, so he didn't bring the topic to that direction.

"I'll wait for you at the restaurant. The hangover soup is ready for you, and you have to eat at least one fried egg today, otherwise you won't be able to hold on to the premiere for a long time."

Edmondo nodded.

Fran went out, he looked at his hand hiding things, not knowing why.

Forget it, it's better not to let others see this thing.

……

Steven Spielberg didn't want to come to this premiere. He was busy with many things to set up his own film and television company, and he didn't like Edmondo Moreira very much. It feels so pretentious that speaking at the Oscars this spring is really unnecessary.

But David Geffen, his friend and co-founder of the film and television company, doesn't think so. Maybe because they also don't want to hide their sexuality, he especially likes this kid.

"His style is obvious, very novel, and our DreamWorks will need such fresh blood." David - Geffen said so.

How did he answer it?

right.

"Wait until I finish watching his movies first before making a decision."

After the cinema and the main creative staff spoke, the lights in the projection hall dimmed, and Spielberg took off his hat and slowly immersed himself in the movie.

It didn't take him 10 minutes to change his mind.

Thoughts on Edmundo Moreira.

Edmondo lives up to his title of genius, as if taking all the best parts of Hitchcock and Kubrick's films and mashing them together into something of his own.

He has the magic of putting people into stories.

Spielber followed the film's pace to speculate on the possible endings of the brothers, and he admitted that he loved the film.

David Geffen is right, DreamWorks needs a talent like Edmondo.