The top of fame and fortune [Comprehensive British and American]

"Rika, I really don't intend to play Jack Dawson, besides because I have no plans to return to Hollywood in the near future," River Phoenix said frankly to Erica in the dim lights of the jazz club, "but also because of this role. , seems a bit flimsy."

Rui Fan, like many talented Hollywood actors, is more willing to play difficult and complicated roles. He is especially good at playing marginal characters, and this is also the reason for his heavy psychological pressure in the past.

As for Jack Dawson in "Titanic", or all the characters in this film, it is actually difficult to highlight the actor's acting skills, and it is more for this commercial epic that is similar to a disaster film.

Even Erica herself, the reason why she decided to star in "Titanic" is more to ensure the commercial success of the film.In terms of awards, she even worried that after the film was released, critics and academy judges would criticize her for her performance in such a commercial blockbuster.

Erica can now predict how the critics will question her with sarcasm—"The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences made her the Queen of the Best Actress, and as a result, her mind is full of business and money!" '

Therefore, Erica could understand Rui Fan's polite refusal to play Jack. After Rui Fan returned to the stage, she found a quiet corner in the club and dialed James Cameron's private number, "I couldn't convince Rui Fan and Hugh star in the film."

Cameron was not surprised. After all, he had failed once before, and his recent invitation to Jack's 'second choice' was not going well. He said to Erica, "Leonardo DiCap Leo also didn't want to play Jack, which he thought was 'a bit light'."

Erica raised her eyebrows, "Rui Fan thinks so too. It seems that these two actors are really similar in their acting styles, and they both like to play complicated and marginal characters."

"I plan to continue convincing Leo." Obviously, Cameron will not easily shake his decision, since Rui Fan has quit Hollywood, it is inconvenient to force too much, and Leonardo is the only remaining best candidate.

"I wish you well." Erika ended the call in a short voice, and was about to walk to the dance floor. Before she got close to the enthusiastic swinging crowd, her eyes were already attracted by the man with her familiar face not far away.

When she saw the slightly elongated male face, she couldn't help but think it was her little uncle for a moment, but after a few months of misidentification experience, Erika saw through his meticulously combed dark straight hair , think this should be that Dr. Strange.

The other party had also noticed her gaze and raised his glass to her as a gesture, Erica returned a tepid smile.

Strange looked at the blond stunner who was very different from the happy smile on the stage before. It seemed that his impression of this lady was somewhat inaccurate, or incomplete——

When she sang and performed for a group of children in Nepal, she was almost like an angel; and when she played cheerful jazz tonight, she was lazy, glamorous and uninhibited.

However, the look and temperament she is showing at the moment seems to be the most common in media reports and shootings-exuding a kind of 'Idon't give afuck' temperament that doesn't care about anything.

It's like there are no men worthy of her special treatment, but it seems very reasonable, after all, big beauties are always a little arrogant and dismissive.

And Erika looked at Strange in the jazz club, but what she thought was Mr. Detective, she found a quiet place again, took out her mobile phone and dialed the British government, "Mike, I hope that Charlie will come to New York to execute field work."

Mycroft predicted that this might not be a good plan, and he asked in a seemingly calm voice, "Why?"

"I need to be good at an Oxford accent, and Charade's British accent is very beautiful." Erica's reasoning seems unreasonable, after all, she can hire any Hollywood accent tutor, and in fact, she is currently taking this class. course.

The reason why she suggested that Mycroft send Mr. Detective to New York is because Sherlock Holmes has recently solved many major cases. Curious, she thought that being a live audience would be an unforgettable experience.

It's a pity that Mr. Daifuku is not ready to meet her wishes, "Your little uncle is not a teddy bear for fun on a whim, but if you want to quickly master the standard pronunciation of public schools, I'd be more than happy for you to move to London to live, and the language environment is better. for efficiency."

Mycroft began to plan to keep Erica under her nose. Sometimes, she didn't worry about her uncle who was younger than her.

"This plan doesn't work. I have to master the Oxford accent before July next year, but I have to use it to finish my studies at the same time." Due to the previous suspension of school and busy work, Erika is studying MFA [Master of Arts] and MBA 【Master of Business Administration】is not short, and she hopes to graduate as soon as possible.

"It seems that you can only hire a few more language professors," Mycroft said regretfully, with a half-truth and half-fake tone, "Don't call your little uncle's attention, he was recently imprisoned by me in a drug rehabilitation center."

Erica didn't believe his words. Mr. Daifuku said a hundred and eighty times to put Sherlock in a drug rehabilitation center, but he never actually practiced it once.

In the end, Erica also failed to persuade Mycroft to bring her little uncle in a package. She reluctantly ended the call, and danced on the dance floor for a long time with wine. Pack up and get ready to leave the club.

Pushing open the half-worn door of the jazz club, the night was dark, but the male figure not far in front of her was somewhat familiar. It was Mr. Strange, whose hair seemed to be full of superior charm.

Erica raised her eyebrows and watched him walking on Brick Street. He was similar in size to her little uncle, but he seemed to be healthier than Xiali.

She walked behind Strange not too far away, but she wasn't following him, but this was indeed the route she took back to the apartment. Erica felt good after drinking some wine.

Until she saw Strange walk into a building on Brick Street that looked familiar and did not occupy a large area. On the door plate of that ordinary single-family building, 177A Brick Street was clearly engraved. Number.

177A Brick Street?Erica wondered, isn't this the mage's magic base that Steven mentioned?

She was standing in front of this ordinary to mediocre building. How could this not look like the scary-sounding 'Holy Sanctuary', the connection point of the multiverse?Magicians are not so simple, are they?

Erica believes that [-]% of the place is disguised by magic.

But that Dr. Strange?Abandon medicine and follow magic?Can studying medicine save the world?

A bunch of thoughts flashed through her mind, some of which she thought were a little too active because of drinking.

Although Erika was somewhat curious about this 'Magic New York Temple', she did not intend to enter rashly out of politeness. She was about to step away when the gentleman with a familiar face came out again.

Strange looked at the Hollywood actress who was called "America's Lover, World's Lover" in front of him. After cooperating with Avengers, he already knew the connection between this lady and Captain America.

Now it seems that they do have the similarities of blood inheritance. They are also blond and blue-eyed, and their bodies are so perfect that they look like masterpieces of sculpture in a museum.

"You want to go in and have a look?" Strange said to her, not badly impressed by Erica because of his experience in Nepal.And she is also a relative of the captain of the Avengers Alliance, so she can be regarded as one of her own to some extent.

And Erica's eyes were on Strange's shirt and trousers, which was what he wore in the jazz club.She couldn't help but think, maybe this is also a magical disguise?After all, shouldn't a mage wear a magic robe, or a beautiful cloak?

"Doctor Strange, are you a magician?" She approached and asked.

Seeing that she was about to step up the stairs, Strange extended his arm to her gentlemanly. After all, she was wearing high heels and drank wine at night. "A few months ago in Nepal, I had the chance to learn magic by chance."

Erica followed him into the Holy of Holies, and she was surprised to find that the interior space of this building was much larger than it looked from the outside, deep and dark, and the corridors were like a labyrinth.

As for Strange beside her, his clothes changed, the blue robe looked classic, and a beautiful red velvet cloak hung behind him.

Erica praised, "Cool—"

Hearing her voice, Strange's cloak raised its collar and swayed slightly. Erica looked at it in surprise and novelty. After a while, the hem of the cloak floated up and rubbed against her wrist a few times. .

Strange pulled back the cloak and explained to Erica sullenly, "It has a part of self-awareness."

"It's so cool, it's the most beautiful magic cloak I've ever seen." Erika continued to praise it, although she had never seen any other magical props with supernatural powers.

And this cloak seemed to be very satisfied with her compliments. It raised its beautiful shape, facing the direction of the brown wooden bookshelves with magic books and many treasured artifacts in the Holy of Holies, as if to show her magic.

The power of the cloak seemed to be enormous, Strange was directly dragged by it to the bookcase, and he yelled for it to restrain itself, "Stop!"

Erica felt more and more that this "Magic Paradise" was really wonderful, and it was more interesting than she often deliberately "scare" the two Holmes.

But Erica, who is very interested in 'visiting' the New York Temple tonight, does not know at the moment that tomorrow morning, when she walks into the image of 177A Brick Street with Stephen Strange on her arm, it will be It has become a major news that the media in the United States and even the world pay attention to.

And when Mycroft Holmes saw Strange's face, the nerve vessels in his head jumped several times-why did he have brothers and daughters?