[American Entertainment] Born to be passionate

This is a pure white space with no end in sight at a glance. There is a desk in the center, facing countless documents, and Michelle is being submerged in them.

It was only at this time that he envied those guys in hell, living a relaxed life like a hippie with the title of devil, but on his own side, he looked like a low-level public official who was too busy to die.

"Michelle, Michelle! There is something I think you should know." A certain angel ran to the desk from a distance, but the person he called didn't care as if he didn't hear him, he was a little nervous Swallowing saliva, "It's about your assets——"

assets?

Michelle raised her head from the file.

"What's wrong with Edmondo?" He asked, "I just asked you to watch him for 10 minutes, which is 2 days in human time. Can't you watch him for 2 days?"

"I'm really sorry, Michelle, but — Lucy did it." He blushed with guilt, "Fran coaxed him to do it while they were at the Cannes Film Festival, and then he I recorded this, for some unknown reason, and happened to be discovered by a reporter."

Michel knocked down the chair and stood up, shouting in the direction of the gate of hell with enough anger to make him look like an angel.

"LU! YOUSONO FAB*TCH!"

Then the archangel spread his wings and headed towards hell. This was his first visit to hell to visit his brother since the Battle of Apocalypse.

"Oh, hi, Michelle, have you finally exploded your feathered head with so many documents?" Lucy sat on his throne holding the red liquid and taunted him, the black tentacles behind him waved restlessly He said, as if he was extremely prepared for Michelle's arrival, "The hostility is so great, those who don't know think you are here to declare war."

Michelle rolled her eyes, not intending to talk nonsense.

"You made Edmundo and Fran." He said in an affirmative tone, "This is a major cheating act. You can use your low-level abilities to seduce | Edmundo, but you cannot corrupt Fran , if this is considered a strategy, then I don't mind shining the holy light on those two blondes."

Lucy waved at him.

"Look at what you said, when did I corrupt that child, he obviously planned to do that himself, and, you can't completely blame him for this, can't you, we all agreed, my dear." The devil revealed It was pure chaos and evil thoughts, "I can only blame you for not planting sacred thoughts in Edmondo's heart - it seems that I am not far away from winning."

Michelle narrowed her eyes.

"You're playing a trick," he said. "Edmundo won't fall for it."

"It's hard to say." Lucy said cheerfully, "I don't mind telling you my plan--Edmondo will fall on Fran in the future, and he will have nothing and lose confidence in his relationship. When he puts everything he loves and After the people who love him have been hurt once, I will appear, and I will use the money of the poor to pave the way for him to make a comeback. When he reaches the top, his heart will become as hard as a diamond, and I will teach him step by step. Get rid of all opponents and be a total bad guy, boom, I won."

After listening to his words, Michelle calmed down inexplicably.

"If you don't tell me, I don't know that you are so naive—Edmundo will not come according to your design, I believe him." He said, "If you don't believe it, then follow what you said Do it, let's see who is the ultimate winner."

Lu Xi lowered his face, and the tentacles behind him seemed to sense his mood, and directly attacked Michelle.The archangel remained motionless, just staring at the other party indifferently. Just as those black tentacles with suction cups were about to approach, an invisible protection cut them off.

The tentacles flinched, and returned behind Lucy. The severed part twisted twice on the ground, and finally turned into a puff of black air and dissipated in the air.

"As I said, Lucy, don't make small moves." Michelle finally said, "You can't win."

At the same time, a person in the human world (Los Angeles) said the same thing as Michelle.

"You can't win." Dimat threw the information back in front of Fran, and he still maintained a cold expression, "Even if you can provide the recording, and Edmundo did have sex with you when you were underage, But you still have no way to win him, even the judge who sentenced the president will only impose a symbolic fine on him, and the most serious one may be sentenced to prison for 1-2 weeks.”

Fran folded his arms and looked at him, his eyes turned around on the recording pen he provided, and then returned to Dimat's face.

It is already the beginning of June. He has been wanting to get in touch with Di Matt since he came back from Cannes. He knows the ability of this lawyer. With his help, he is confident that he can pull Edmundo down from his current position. Obediently locked by his side.

"Why." He asked, "I still have two months to come of age, no matter which state he is in, he violated the law, why do you say I can't win the case?"

Dimat didn't speak.

"I didn't pay you 3k yuan for consulting fees to hear you tell me it can't work." Fran raised his legs, "Now tell me why it can't work, and if it doesn't work, what can I do to make Edmondo Forfeit his present life."

Dimat gave him a cold and complicated look, then sat down, and then spread out the documents separately like a business.

"If I had known earlier that I would encounter you in the first case, I would have submitted my resignation letter to Universal later." The man frowned and said, "The reason why you can't win the case, first of all: you have a recording. You must know that as a case The content of the recording of the evidence cannot be fabricated or edited to change its original meaning, but I listened to what you recorded, and you have been begging him, am I wrong?"

Fran nodded without changing his position.

"But I'm underage."

"Secondly we're going to talk about this. You are a minor, but only in the legal sense, and you will be 18 years old in two months. The jury can find that your body and mind are not much different from an adult. So As the plaintiff, your intentions are too obvious." Dimat explained the problems clearly, and then he pointed to the recorder.

"In addition, I would like to remind you that the evidence must be played publicly in court. From what you recorded, Edmondo was the receiving party from the beginning to the end, so he can counterclaim that you coerced him. If he insists that you Taking advantage of your status as a minor to infringe, I believe it will be difficult for a jury to side with you—of course, those require more specific solutions.”

The lawyer changed his posture and looked at Fran.

"That's it," he said. "So, are you going to take him to court?"

Edward Furlong put his hands on the table, stared at the ashtray, thought for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"It sounds like I'm asking for trouble, no, I'd better not do that." The dark-haired boy said with a mocking tone, "Looks like I have to find another way to make him mine."

Maintaining his superficial composure, Dimat smiled at his client, then packed up his things and left the meeting room. After he got back to his car, he took off all his disguise and let go of the pressure, panting heavily in the driver's seat.

Fran's recording pen fell out of his backpack, which he had just secretly replaced with another identical pen. He didn't know why he did it, but it seemed as long as it had something to do with Edmondo , He will always lose his original rationality inexplicably.

Yes, he lost his mind, he lied.

It's not that Fran can't win, he has a great chance of winning.

Even if the whole thing seems to be a conspiracy, Edmundo has been calculated miserably, the jury will not turn to Edmundo, Edmundo can countersuit, but the success rate is very small, this case will become that It is the kind where everyone knows the reason but the result is still different from the imagination.

Dimat looked at the recording pen in his hand and sighed heavily.

……

It has been a while since he came back from France, and Edmondo's free time is coming to an end. He will start to promote "Level One Fear" in mid-June, and then it will be Leonardo's grand 6st birthday. Then there was McQueen's show, and he promised the other party that he would be a guest model.

In this way, he also took half a year's leave.

Edmondo soaked himself deeper into the bathtub and let the foam cover him. He sank into the water and let his mind go, until he was almost unable to hold on before returning to the surface.

Water mixed with essence overflowed from the edge of the pool, and the yellow rubber duck that had been with him for many years made a 'squeak' sound when it was squeezed. Edmundo wiped the water off his face and threw it aside. The optimistic duck made him think of Leonardo inexplicably, and when he thought of the blonde actor, he would think of his young and energetic body, and then he miraculously thought of Rui Fan.

Along the line, he thought of many people.

The mood suddenly became bad, and Edmondo took a sip of the red wine he had prepared.

If one day he has to make a choice, then he thinks his choice will be——

"Fuck!"

Through the hazy wall of the glass, he saw a figure standing beside him.

"God! I almost broke the cup and stabbed you with the glass! What's wrong with you, Lucy!" Edmondo really shook, and immediately put his thoughts behind him, he asked angrily Said, "Didn't you see I'm enjoying the bubble bath, what's urgent until I get out, I don't think we've had a stock market crash yet, have we?"

"No, but my dear, I can't wait for you to know one thing." Lucy walked over and squatted down with his low and sweet voice, and then held Edmundo's hand regardless of the existence of Bubbles. hand, and then he put a 100 bill on the bathtub, "What do you think it's worth?"

"What?" Edmundo frowned suspiciously, "No, I don't think this is a good time to take cram lessons, and Lucy, I don't want to take economics courses. What are you hired for?"

"No, no, this is not a class, I'm just trying to make you understand in this way." Lucy pointed at the banknote again, "What do you see?"

Edmondo was bored, but seeing that Lucy meant that he would not go out as long as he didn't answer, so he compromised, and answered helplessly after rolling his eyes.

"100, I see a 100 dollar bill."

"No, you're wrong." Lucy said, "I said it was only 50."

Edmondo frowned.

"What are you talking about, it's clearly—"

"This piece of paper itself has no value, but if I say it is worth 50, and you say it is worth 50, and many people say it is worth 50, then it is worth 50 in this world." Lucy is like a great philosopher Saying, "And accordingly, if I say it's worth 150 and you say the same, then it's worth 150."

Edmundo didn't speak, and at the same time his frown never let go. .

"So." Lucy looked at him, "Do you understand?"

Edmondo's slap answered him, a slap with bath water.

"I said I don't want to hear this useless stuff! Now get the hell out of here!" He used everything around him as a weapon, and finally threw the spare dildo over, "Don't ever let me die again in the bath." See you, or I'll fire you!"

Lucy, who was kicked out of the bathroom, was a little dazed holding the large dildo in his hand. He took out the mirror and looked in his eyes, but found nothing wrong. For some reason, Edmondo hid.

The demon scratched his hair and went back to the room to study the problem.

Edmondo, who was left in the bathroom, showed a puzzled and thoughtful expression.

……

At the same time, in Anderson's office not far away, his phone rang.

There is only one reason, and that is [Genius Director May Suffer from Bipolar Disorder?Multiple unprovoked injuries in many places]

Looking at the two accompanying pictures on TV (one is at the car wash and the other is at the club in Cannes, obviously they were secretly photographed) Anderson's eyes were blackened.

Who is going to mess with them? ,