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Early the next morning, just as Josie got off the elevator, her agent, Archie Dano, just called. He accepted a commercial shooting job for her, but Josie lacked interest.

"I don't want to see my head dancing on a pad," Josie said, "You know what I mean?"

"It's not like..." said Archie dryly.

He just thought about having Josie's face on the shampoo or body wash packaging, but this idea was sprayed to nothing by that Martha Miller woman, because their goal is to make her a real movie star, high-end perfume Such luxury endorsements are in line with the positioning of this role.

But this time, it was a drink advertisement shoot that came to her door. The advertiser took a fancy to Josie's popularity among young people. God knows what her previous chewing gum advertisement brought to the chewing gum company.

"Forget it, you and Martha can decide on this kind of thing, but at least I can't leave New York before Christmas, the time given by Woody Allen is too tight-good morning, Anthony! "

Josie greeted the old white man who was guarding the door of the apartment, and the other man touched the brim of his hat and made a rather funny gesture of salutation.

"Good morning, big star!" He stepped forward and opened the thick glass door of the hall for Josie.

Josie smiled and waved her hand, walked down the steps quickly, and got into the nanny's car parked at the door.

"Good morning, Josie," Kelly said as she started the car.

"Good morning, Kelly, have you eaten yet?" Josie asked casually.

"I ate milk and cereal." Kelly answered honestly.

"That's not very good. I brought the scones made by Dorota, and you can eat some when you get there." Josie lifted the carefully packed small bag in her hand, and then said to her Motorola mobile phone: What's the matter, Archie? I only have time to talk on the phone when I'm in the car, you know, I just got the full script yesterday, and I haven't got my lines by heart yet."

In fact, she didn't recite all the lines, but only memorized a rough one. This is because Josie has a good memory, but no one expects her to memorize the lines written by Woody Allen word for word in one night. down.

In fact, Woody Allen himself prefers that the actors he chooses are the kind of stream-of-consciousness players, sitting there chatting casually and making a movie, it will be perfect.

Archie said: "Then let me make a long story short. HBO will start filming the biopic of Marilyn Monroe in the near future. I think this is a good opportunity. Are you interested in playing her?"

"No." Josie only thought about it for a moment before giving the answer directly.

Marilyn Monroe's life is indeed full of drama, but the problem is that this version of the movie is not small, and it also depicts the generation of stunner who fascinated all sentient beings as a crazy and desperate schizophrenic-and it is a bit artificial.

Compared with this, of course, becoming James Cameron's "Rose" is more challenging and more fulfilling.

In addition, Qiao Qian will join the filming of "Mr. Sweetheart" in the spring of next year, and there is no free time for her to enter a "Marilyn Monroe" role, which is too complicated and too difficult to please the audience.

"What about a rom-com? Paramount has a project about two teachers at a school running for president of the Student Council, and if you'd be in it, they'd give it the green light right away," Archie added.

Josie felt that the plot was a little familiar, so she said: "Let them send the script, and I'll read it first--remember, Archie, I lost my temper with you because of it, and you managed to convince me to read it." As for the script, I'm not interested in the movie itself."

She signed a three-film contract with Paramount, but if the other party is prepared to pay only a small amount for each film, she does not plan to fulfill the promise in the near future. After all, Hollywood produces so many films every year, right? ?

"Look at mine, BOSS." Archie said with a smile in his voice, "Also, Josie, have you seen "Friends"? Its producers want you to guest star in an episode."

Who doesn't love "Friends"?

Josie was all for it.

Arriving at his rehearsal room in Brooklyn, Edward Norton rolled up his sleeves and polished a black upright piano as if it had just been waxed.

Josie knocked symbolically on the door of the rehearsal room, walked in and asked, "Good morning, what are you doing here?"

"Good morning, Josie." Edward smiled when he saw Josie, "Today we're going to practice the songs from the movie."

To be honest, Edward doesn't think the part of the two of them playing against each other will make Josie feel difficult. The only thing that should be questioned is that the level of music performance she showed in another movie is a little bit artificial.

Just a little bit—maybe, that's what her character needs?

"Everybody Says I Love You" is a musical, and they have a solo track in it, and Edward even does a dance, which he's been practicing for weeks.

Josie walked up to the piano and took a look. Obviously, it was a very common upright piano, not an expensive Steinway or Fazioli, but of course today's piano couldn't be designed for Maxim's performance. Prepared, more than enough accompaniment for playing movie songs.

She put down the cloth bag containing personal items such as scripts and thermos cups in her hand, looked at Edward and asked, "You play the piano for me?"

"If you like." He sat on the piano bench, "You can sing whatever you want, let's find out how we feel first."

Josie smiled and didn't speak, she stood by the piano.

Of course she can play the piano, and she can play it well, but how can two people work together as much fun as playing and singing alone?

"Start spreading the news, i'm leaving today—"

The familiar melody of New Yorkers came from Josie's singing, and the piano music joined in after she sang the first half of the lyrics, which matched just right.

This representative song of New York City, sung by Lisa Minnelli, was sung by Josie very soothingly. Unlike the most widely circulated Sinatra cover version, her singing lacked the inspirational sense of power. Instead, it looks extraordinarily comfortable and has a lazy and casual feeling.

There is a slight smile on her lips, her eyes are lowered, and she falls softly on the keys of the piano. Her voice is gentle and sweet, but the tone is long and long, like Manhattan at night, with a kind of intoxicating loneliness and heartbreak.

"Iwanna wakeupinacity, that doesn't sleep. And findi'm king of the hill-top of the heap..."

Edward felt that Josie's eyes seemed to be following his fingers, and seemed to be focusing on the dancing black and white keys.

Involuntarily, he parted the corner of his eye to observe where her gaze was going.

She has a fair little face today.

The skin is tender and smooth, without any extra spots, only a small reddish-brown mole is faintly hidden in the folds of the double eyelid at the end of the left eye, which cannot be detected.

The fine eyelashes are dark brown, and the curvature is not very curled, but straight and drooping, which often allows her eyes to switch back and forth between deep and clear.

Further down, the cheeks and nose are slightly blunt, but the lines are smooth and natural, which can easily reflect the innocence of a girl.

The beauty in the daytime is different from the beauty in the moonlight, just as a poem says "roses are red, violets are blue", the rose with snow is its most moving poetic, the silent morning light is like a clear ray of light The lamp illuminated her face so vividly.

Before you know it, playing the piano becomes a subconscious muscle memory action, and the sound of the piano is just repeated chords.

Josie finally raised her eyes slightly, her eyes followed Edward's fingers playing the piano all the way up until they met his eyes.

"Newyork, newyork—"

The last single note fell, as if ending an illusory dream, and a needle could be heard in the quiet room.

After a few seconds, Edward came back to his senses and couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "Then, let's start officially."

After speaking, his eyes became serious and focused.

Josie is also absolutely focused in her working state.

She put away her excess emotions and began to squeeze her own limits in all directions.

If you don’t have time to memorize the lines, you will let Edward prompt or improvise directly. If you can’t figure out the psychology of successful characters, you will let yourself completely become a character.

Sometimes I am so tired that I just lie on my back on the floor of the rehearsal room. There is no image management of a big star at all, but the whole person is in a good state, and the lines have long been memorized.

Edward knelt down beside her, handed her a hot towel, and asked, "Are you tired?"

"No." Josie sat up cross-legged and opened the towel, buried her face in it, took it off after three seconds, her eyes were still so bright, "Shall we continue?"

"it is good."

Edward plays several roles, he is the docile fiancé, the dangerous and mysterious lover, and the nagging parents.

Woody Allen showed up once during the period to check on the progress of them—mostly Josie—and then left in a hurry.

It's not like Josie didn't wonder why Edward was the only actor in her opposite role, but she quickly forgot about this little thing, because his acting state fit her very well, and it also gave her that indescribable excitement.

Professional, dedicated - moreover, indescribably charming.

Josie even felt that when she closed her eyes, what appeared in her mind were the inertial images brought about by the high-intensity rehearsal. She seemed to have really become Skyler in the script, her emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, and even her breathing remained the same. frequency.

Only when night falls do these two equally crazy perfectionists drop their jobs and return briefly to normal life.

It's still dinner, it's still a walk home.

Any street in New York may have appeared in various movies.

But between Madison Avenue and Park Avenue, where Ivy Singer sent Annie Hall home, is destined to be an unforgettable journey.

The stars dotted the night scene of Manhattan, the moonlight passed through the tall and dense canopy of trees on both sides of the road, and the leaves cast clusters of shadows on the ground, dancing due to the chilly night wind.

The cold air poured into the collar, and Josie rubbed her arms subconsciously.

Seeing this, Edward took off his cashmere scarf, took advantage of his height and wrapped it around Josie's neck without hesitation, and carefully took out her blond hair.

"Thank you, you are so sweet." Josie raised her eyes shyly.

The tip of her nose and cheeks were flushed, and there was a blinding light in her eyes.

At this moment, Edward confessed that he had been tempted.

He couldn't help but pause when he tidied her hair, and then moved her hair that was hanging around her face away from her ears, and then gently pressed his palm on her soft cheek.

Josie didn't stop her, but showed a slight smile, her big watery eyes staring at Edward without blinking.

This is a silent invitation.

Edward lowered his head, and kissed Josie's lips tenderly and gentlemanly. He felt his own heartbeat and Josie's heartbeat, and they almost made him completely forget about other sounds.

A light kiss.

The world has suddenly become more lively and interesting, all the unknowns are indescribably attractive, and even the air seems to be filled with the sweet aroma of powdered sugar.

Edward opened his eyes regretfully, his lips had lost the breath that belonged to Josie, he breathed slowly, and looked at Josie's face with a little melancholy - it was really amazingly beautiful.

He couldn't help wondering if this kiss would be too abrupt or too rude.Well, he wasn't sure if he was a good kisser or not.

Josie's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to open her eyes in the next second; Edward's heart also trembled, and those two rows of thick and thick long eyelashes seemed to sweep across his heart, making him at a loss what to do .

Finally, Josie slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes, which are always bright, are somewhat confused and intoxicated at this moment. They blinked slightly, and then looked intently and enthusiastically at the person in front of them. Inside was a rich and infinitely intoxicating blue.

In a trance, it seemed that there was a sky full of powdered sugar flying in front of Edward's eyes, blurring his vision and making it almost difficult for him to think.

And when he regained his control, he had already cupped her face regardless, and kissed her face again...

Josie has officially joined the group.

The further relationship with Edward did not allow her to get preferential treatment in the crew, but was asked for more. This strict "associate director" is Edward himself.

Edward is an actor who is very dedicated and pursues excellence. At the same time, he is keen to demand the people around him according to his own standards. At present, the people around him are Josie who bears the brunt.

But he is really not the gentle and delicate guidance school of Daniel Day-Lewis, but the simple and direct head-drinking school. Obviously he does not have much experience in teaching performances. He just uses his abundant emotions and full emotions, Time and time again, he drives other people's performances, improvising from time to time, or chatting with Woody Allen about the script.

What is more terrifying than a chatterbox?

That's two.

Sometimes Josie felt like her head was going to explode, and she could hear the two people's very personal thoughts when she was half asleep and half awake at night, but when she arrived on the set early in the morning, Edward's always energetic smiling face made her feel completely uncomfortable. Get angry.

"Hello, beauty."

At 07:30 in the morning, Edward saw Josie, who had just finished her makeup, walk into the restaurant used for shooting, and couldn't help showing a bright smile.

The clothing department gave Josie a champagne pink sleeveless dress that was above the knee, because it was already cold in New York in December, and she wore a classic beige cashmere coat with a belt Very spiritual.

Her silky blond hair was blown neatly and dignifiedly, with a Jacqueline Kennedy-style retro curl at the end, making her palm-sized face even more delicate and chic.

Edward stepped forward and looked at Josie seriously for nearly three seconds, and then said in an amazed and proud tone: "Elegant, romantic, and——beautiful."

Josie smiled at Edward, exchanged a quick kiss with him while no one was looking, and said, "Good morning, Mr. Sweet Talk."

Her new assistant, Kelly, was winking and walked away quietly holding a thermos and a big shawl.

"No, honesty is my most valuable quality." Edward said as usual, and then enough was enough, "Woody wrote a flyer of the script in the morning, but I don't think it's good. A scene that took less than 10 minutes to shoot took a full Thirteen pages of lines, I guess he's back to his old ways."

"Thirteen pages? What time did he wake up to write it?" Josie was more curious about this.

"Four in the morning," Edward said.

While talking, the two walked towards Woody Allen, who was writing hard.

Woody sat in a booth in the corner of the restaurant, not caring about the scene being arranged, and poured coffee from his thermos as usual, but found that there was not much left in it.

Hey, what happened to the thirteen pages of lines, why should I delete them?Blame that little bastard!

He couldn't help sighing.

At this moment, a pair of hands appeared in front of Woody, the little bastard Edward Norton directly took away the paper he was stuck in, and said a very annoying sentence: "This sentence is not bad, but I don't think it is necessary to change this paragraph. .”

After he finished speaking, he returned the manuscript to Woody.

Woody pursed his lips, realizing in resignation that maybe Edward was right.

Edward and Josie sat down across from the deck, and she said, "Good morning, Woody, I heard there is a new script flying page today?"

"Oh, yes." Woody scratched a large section with a pen on the draft paper before handing the flyer of the script to Josie, "adding some details. This implies some aspects of Skyler and Holden's No, you watched him happily describe his future married life to you, trying very hard to make you happy, but you felt in your heart that something most important was missing from your relationship."

Josie listened and watched, nodding her head from time to time to express her understanding.

Edward also leaned over and found that Woody had indeed crossed out that overly complicated line, so he was relieved.

Woody gave a speech for the two main actors for a while, and then deleted, deleted, and revised today's script. When the actors serving as the background board were all present and the camera positions were properly arranged, he suddenly had a new idea.

"Why don't you try improv first." Woody's blank eyes most of the time can be said to be shrewd and witty at the moment, "Just say what you usually say, and relax a little."

He looked back and forth between Edward and Josie, almost saying, who doesn't know that you two are in love?

"You want to hear us talk about the two kings of poisonous tongues?" Edward curled his lips, thinking that the little old man just didn't bother to change the script.

"Can't you talk about the script?" Woody glared.

"I understand what you mean, Woody." Josie touched the tip of her nose subconsciously, "but I'm not sure if this will be appropriate."

Woody waved his hand, "It's okay, you can play as much as you want!"

Shooting begins.

Edward's eyes are so tender that it's hard to tell whether this is due to his acting skills or because he doesn't intend to hide his feelings perfunctorily on set.

The couple are already talking about getting married.

He sketched the appearance of Skyler or Josie in his mind, the tacit understanding when talking about the world, the tenacity during non-stop rehearsal... Oh, the unyielding energy in her is so attractive.

This is very different from her sweet appearance, she always has a clear goal and strives for excellence.

Recalling the scene between the two, what impressed me the most was that after a bad rehearsal that almost collapsed, she was quiet for a minute and said to him: "Come again!"

At that time, she restrained her smile, her temples were wet with sweat, and she didn't have any elaborate makeup on her face, but she was so attractive.

——At that time, he even thought about how many children he would have after getting married.

The beloved girl will become his wife, and he will try his best to give her the best.

The Harry Winston diamond ring was hidden in the inside pocket of his suit jacket. The ring was exquisite and expensive, but it was absolutely beautiful on her thin, white finger.

The premise is that he has to find a chance to propose successfully.

"I hope to have a big warm family after I get married." Edward's face was full of longing, "We will have five children. The elder brother is the elder brother, who takes good care of the younger brothers and sisters; there can be a few naughty children in the middle, no matter what. Whether it's a man or a woman, they will play wildly in the yard in summer; the youngest must be my sister, she is completely an angel, very cute..."

"I just want to have one, Holden." Josie interrupted Edward's imagination awkwardly.

She was wearing a beige gray coat, which made her a bit more formal and dignified, and she lacked the charming temperament when the two were dating on Fifth Avenue.

Edward, who was interrupted, froze for a moment, a little confused, but definitely not unhappy.

He quickly recovered his smile and continued: "One is also good. I want a daughter who looks like you, she must be very pleasing, and I am willing to do anything for her..."

"I don't like houses with yards either." Josie said again, as if she didn't notice Edward's pause, "I want an apartment, not necessarily a duplex, but I like a higher The house, and also love the night view of Manhattan, it's very romantic."

— That's expensive too.

A rich daughter doesn't care if her fiancé has the money to pay for an apartment with a night view of Manhattan, and she doesn't care if there is a place for her fiancé in the romance she portrays. Her upbringing determines that she has never been tactful or considerate. Man, she simply said what she wanted.

Even if it's impractical.

"Oh? That's good too." Edward's mood was depressed for a moment, but he cheered up quickly because the waiter came over and asked if he wanted to serve dessert now.

Edward remembered the Harry Winston.

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