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It was very indescribable, at this moment he unexpectedly understood her intention strangely.

But he didn't feel offended, maybe it was because her eyes didn't have any charming atmosphere, but she was simply curious.

"He asked a little boy to accompany me." Ernest used a word specifically to describe a young boy with blond hair and blue eyes, opposite to the blond girl, "I refused."

Oh pretty little boy?

Then, for Ernest, who is a straight man with a somewhat rigid personality, it can be quite cruel torture... right?

Josie made a "thumb" without embarrassment, her expression was very indescribable, she was a little sympathetic to the other party's experience, but there was even a little bit of gloating.

It is obvious that all misfortunes in the world are comparative.

As the less miserable side, Josie's mood was visibly happier.

"I can see it." Ernest showed some doubts, tilted his head, and asked, "You are happy, Josie, why?"

Josie quickly and calmly restored her expression management, cleared her throat, and said nonsense solemnly: "No, well, I think you did a good job."

Ernest glanced at her indifferently, as if he didn't notice anything unusual, he just nodded and asked, "I'm going back, how about you?"

He didn't care about all this tonight.

Maybe it's because of his calm and self-sufficient personality, and having enough talent to back him up, or is it because he doesn't understand the rules of the game at all?In any case, he was always different from the others here.

Josie shook her head, "It's not time for me to get away."

Ernest didn't ask any further questions, but just nodded to show that he understood.

A director is not the same as an actor.

Male directors and actresses are even more different.

Men have always been at the top of the food chain, and women seem to be creatures of another dimension to them. It sounds helpless, but this is the status quo—or, this is the status quo in most industries.

Josie frowned, and stopped thinking about it, but continued to explore David Geffen.

In fact, before coming to this party, Josie carefully understood the experience of one of the Big Three in DreamWorks. He was not a kind person when he was young. Crying, secretly poaching the Rolling Stones, a contracted band under his mentor, emotional entanglements with the grand slam queen Cher, reconciling with Warner, who had worked for him, and then falling out... His deeds when he was young can completely write a best-selling novel.

But as he grew older and more experienced, he gradually became less impulsive and irritable, and less aggressive in his career pursuits, and gradually managed to create a friendly mask for the elders.

He does have the ability to know the pearls, and he also likes to make good friends and support those big stars when they are in their twilight years, because if you want to thoroughly play this circle, handling interpersonal relationships is very important, and it is not as long as you have money. revolve around itself.

This is one of the reasons why he has become more moderate in recent years.

—Of course, it's just a look.

Based on experience, Josie is convinced that anyone who can reach his height cannot be a simple person.

Cruel?Kill decisively?Penny counts?

Josie can't be sure, but she won't get along with a gentle old man.

She sat alone for a while, and one after another people saw her alone and came over to strike up a conversation, but she didn't show any intention of "communicating" with people, and she didn't really pester them.

Here tonight, "sex" is such a low-hanging fruit that no one cares about it, and it's silly to risk offending the party hosts for fleeting pleasure.

To put it bluntly, there is only one thing between men and women.

Josie was a little drowsy.

Familiar movie stars disappeared one by one, playful men and women disappeared in pairs temporarily, the rhythm of the music became soothing and ambiguous, and the air gradually filled with a stench that Josie never liked.

She thought it was time to leave.

Suddenly someone came over and handed a cigarette to her.

"Hey beauty, why are you here alone?"

The dark-haired, blue-eyed white boy sat down with a big grin, across from Josie.

His gaze was a little distracted, and his eyes and cheeks were flushed, obviously high.

"No, I don't need it." Josie glanced at the other party quickly, folded her arms and shook her head at him, "I just want to be alone for a while, thank you."

The boy didn't seem to understand her refusal, so he took a deep breath, and then let out a sigh.

"Cool——" he puffed out smoke rings, and smiled handsomely, "Get to know me, I'm Joshua, they also call me 'JC'."

Josie frowned slightly, held her breath, and used her hands to disperse the smoke in front of her.

Joshua didn't care. He made a gesture that Josie didn't recognize, and then pointed at her diagonally behind. The young men and women over there laughed knowingly.

He turned his head proudly, looked at Josie and said, "Comeon, don't be so cruel, I made a bet with them, I have to get the number of the most beautiful girl at this party."

Josie was not moved by Joshua's compliment, she just said: "Then you have found the wrong person, the pretty girl tonight is not here."

Joshua raised the corner of his mouth and said with great interest: "No, I like you like this. You are arrogant and a bit indifferent. You really look like a little wild cat waving its paws. It's so interesting."

Well, she has to retract her foreword.

Pretentious idiots can be found everywhere, and they usually have their own logic and can't understand human speech at all.

Josie told him bluntly: "But I don't like you like this, so stay away from me, OK?"

Joshua wanted to say more, but someone patted him on the shoulder from behind and said in a bad tone: "JC, she said she didn't like it, let's change to another target."

After being interrupted, Joshua turned his head in displeasure. After seeing the gloomy face of the other party, he restrained himself a little, but still asked very bluntly: "What does this have to do with you, kid!"

"Look clearly, she is my girl." The man came over and stuffed an unopened can of soda pop into Josie's hand, "She's in charge, understand?"

His hand rested lightly on one of Josie's shoulders.

Josie was surprised, "Mark?"

Her friend Mark Ronson, who was supposed to be in New York, was looking down at her at the moment, and raised his eyebrows lightly upon hearing this.

Joshua glanced at the two of them suspiciously, still looking unhappy.

Mark raised his eyelids lazily, and warned: "Don't forget where this is, JC, the party host hasn't left yet."

Who is the real host tonight, everyone tacitly.

As someone who still wanted to make his way in the music industry, JC briefly recovered from alcohol and DAMA.

He managed to refrain from making trouble, but muttered vaguely while standing up: "I'm just doing Maggie face, not you, British guy, Ronson..."

When he finally walked away, Josie had a chance to ask, "Why are you here?"

"If you've been paying attention, I'm one of the DJs tonight." Mark shot her a sideways look, "but apparently you're not."

Josie smiled at him a little embarrassedly.

Mark took her shoulders and sat down beside her, quite close.

Josie raised her eyebrows and gave him a rather surprised look.

"Be patient, because we are all 'nervous Jews who don't like close contact'." He turned his head and let go of her shoulders while muttering, "Don't look back, that guy and His friends are still watching."

"I didn't say that on purpose that time. I apologize." Josie opened the can of soda, took a sip, and asked, "When did you see me?"

Mark waved his hand, returned to his usual lazy appearance, drooped his eyelids weakly, and answered her slowly: "While you are busy flirting with that blond boy."

This time Josie wasn't embarrassed, and asked calmly, "Oh, you haven't said why you're here."

Mark didn't answer right away.

He looked at Josie's appearance tonight.

A very simple rock T-shirt, so loose that you can't see the body curve clearly, the length covers the thighs, there is almost no makeup on the face, and the hair is casually loose, but it looks neat and clean and not rude, but the temperament is not so feminine.

She'd also learned some ways to protect herself, though Mark didn't think it was going to help.

Because of the presence of this pretty face, no man or woman who had even dreamed of a blonde tonight would ignore such an excellent prey.It's just that she just sat here and talked with Geffen not long ago, and those people who were about to move had some scruples, so they didn't go forward one after another to strike up a conversation.

"No musician would turn down Geffen's party, unless you're as unlucky as Sean and just caught a bad cold." Mark squinted at her and said jokingly, "However, he didn't send you any escorts or anything, really Unexpected."

—the Sean he mentioned was their friend from the Upper West Side.

Josie laughed.

The arc of this smile is very small, and her eyes are also very bright, like stars twinkling.

"Don't test me, Mark." Josie lowered her voice and said in a whispering tone: "I know what I want and what I can lose. Hollywood is not friendly to women, and I can't help it." change that, but I'm not going to conform to it either."

Mark remained silent.

He stared at Josie for a while, and it took almost half a minute before he looked away.

"You're really different." He suddenly smiled, "And I'm not sure if it's a good thing."

"Of course, it's a good thing." Josie replied seemingly casually, she touched her nose, "We've all grown up, friend, welcome me to the world of adults—"

Mark sneered and glanced at Josie: "I am an adult, but you are not, little girl."

Josie ignored him and made a face at him.

Mark couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed her head, messing up her blond hair, and then said amidst Josie's loud protest: "Come on, we're all here, why don't we enjoy tonight's party together? Anyway In the worst case, you can go back and inherit the family business!"

Well, inheriting the family business sounds like a good idea...

Before Qiao Qian could react, she was already pulled up by him.

Mark pulled her through the crowd and came to the live band. I don't know what he said to the resident singer. The band members suddenly gave Josie a folk guitar, and when Josie held the guitar in a daze, At that moment, Mark turned around and found her.

Josie raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't you think it's a little crazy to do this?"

Singing at the party of a rapper who has released two albums?

Hmm, that sounds interesting...

Josie was a little eager to try. In fact, she didn't think that she had to be timid when she was in the class, because entertainment was entertainment, and having fun was the most important thing. If she cared too much about others' evaluations, she wouldn't be able to accomplish anything.

"Not at all." Mark moved his wrist and said with raised eyebrows, "The worst result is that your dream of being an actor was shattered, and you became a little singer under my hands—the one who had nowhere to go, whose singing skills were touching, and who I could control." kind."

Josie smiled provocatively at him, and responded confidently: "Aha, I'm afraid too many people will beg me to post pictures by then!"

"Wait and see." Mark raised his eyebrows lightly and took the guitar.

The party is still going on.

But at some point, the music suddenly faded away.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let's welcome DJ Ronson and his friends-"

The voice fell, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the boy and girl there.

The two looked at each other and smiled, the boy played a few simple chords at will, the girl gestured to him that there was no problem, then lowered her head to agree with it, and chanted softly: "Onceuponadream, Whenthisworlddain'twhatitseems... ..."

The surrounding gradually quieted down.

Because her voice is too gentle, like the leaves whirling in the breeze, and like the breeze passing through the leaves, blowing towards the valley and the distance.

In the moonlight, beside the overgrown bushes stood the host of the party, with a smile on his face, but the smile was only on the surface.

"How is she?" Geffen turned to another dark-haired man standing in the shadows.

"The singing is very pure." The other party commented pertinently, "The sense of music is very ordinary."

Geffen smiled lightly and said to the man, "She's a good actress."

"Oh, yes." The other person's tone didn't sound like he cared about the matter, "She deserves your personal praise, then she may not be bad."

Geffen said again, "Shall she go upstairs tonight, Keanu?"

The man in the shadows, Keanu Reeves, a popular niche in Hollywood, looked away after hearing the words, and replied: "I don't lack women, you know."

He really has no shortage of women.

However, in the face of this invincible handsome face and his innate aristocratic demeanor, there are almost no women who will not voluntarily surrender.The daughter of the great director Francis Coppola is his fan, and she willingly talked with her idol about a love affair that she knew was fruitless from the very beginning; the beautiful reporter fell into his charm unknowingly while doing interviews, just to have fun with him At one time... There were too many examples like this, and he didn't even bother to refuse, he would only make three chapters with those girls.

What's more, at the moment when "Speed" has triggered a movie-watching frenzy around the world, no one can calculate how many millions of girlfriend fans Keanu Reeves has.

Geffen just smiled.

Until Keanu finds an excuse and escapes back to his famous hotel suite.

Geffen's eyes suddenly turned cold.

This kid really doesn't take his words seriously any more.

Why is he still unwilling to admit that Hollywood is supposed to be so luxurious and sensual?

Challenging tradition and changing and innovating are not what the old people want to see. They only like to follow Hollywood traditions and don't like change.

Also, the feeling that things are out of control is uncomfortable and deserves to be punished no matter who it is.