Saving the world is not as good as chasing stars [US Entertainment]

Louisiana, South America

Louisiana, located on the coast of the Gulf of Mexico, was named in honor of the French "Sun King" Louis XIV, where the famous city of New Orleans is known for its jazz and French colonial culture.

New Orleans' unique French architecture, gorgeous street scenes and delicious traditional food make it rare for the crew of "The Story of Adele Hugo" who is filming here to have Enjoyment in life.

When the filming of this film, which mainly tells the story of Adele, the daughter of the French writer Hugo, who was devastated by madness because of her deep love, finally ended on October [-], Margaret did not return to Paris or Los Angeles immediately. Instead, choose to stay in New Orleans for a few days, right as a rest and vacation.

She has devoted too much attention to the role of Adele, and some repressed emotions are still affecting her.

Recently, Margo dreamed of unpleasant experiences more than once, and struggled to wake up from the dream several times. The strange thing is, even some specious scenes appeared, like some memories that she had forgotten, but after waking up, she woke up again. will disappear again.

This is very strange, she doesn't think she suffers from amnesia, so she can only temporarily attribute this to being too deeply involved in the play.

Maybe the lazy and leisurely New Orleans can make her relax.

New Orleans has a subtropical humid climate. When I first came here to shoot in early September, the temperature was hot and humid, and there were frequent rainstorms, but it was already mid-October, so it was very suitable for going out for a stroll.

The streets in the French Quarter are a bit narrow, and Adjani in a long dress of Molan walks alone in the alleys with mottled old walls.

As for her bodyguard assistant male model team, they were packed and sent back to Los Angeles this morning, and Margaret hoped that she could enjoy solitude.

In the block where each household is closely connected, the carved railings on the balcony on the second floor are covered with green hanging flowers and plants, which are gorgeous and gorgeous.

Some are hung with colorful carnival beads, and the statues of birds and animals and wind chimes are placed among them, like secret gardens.

When Marguerite was a sixteenth-century French princess, she enjoyed sneaking out of the Louvre.

She would put on a black mask that covered half of her face and take to the streets of Paris.

It is also such a small, compact and low-rise house, and the mottled walls at this time have a sense of mystery that cannot be distinguished from the age.

There are gorgeous or weird antique shops on both sides of the street, and Margaret is in an old handmade shop.

Gorgeous masks and silk ornaments are sold here, and the elderly old woman is sitting in the corner of the room making them by herself.

When Margot left, she put on a small black silk mask on her face, covering her charming forehead and bridge of nose, but she looked coquettish and mysterious.

In the French Quarter of New Orleans, there is an unbelievably gorgeous and decadent temperament, as if it has gone through the vicissitudes of life.

Just like Margaret, she looks flashy and gorgeous, but she has tasted far more tears than laughter.

She has been used as a tool all her life. Her mother made her accept a political marriage for power. Her brothers never regarded her as a younger sister, but delusional to turn her into a lover.

In order to keep her by her side, her elder brother, Charles IX, asked her future husband to let Margo live in the palace after marriage unconditionally; and her other two brothers, the day before her wedding, still asked her not to let Margo live in the palace after marriage. belonged to her husband.

Since the age of 12, Margaret has been busy avoiding the three brothers' coveted eyes almost every day.

In the impenetrable Louvre full of traps and hidden arrows, every step she took was like stepping on a steel knife.

These experiences that made her almost collapse again and again often appeared in her dreams recently.

Margaret should be glad that she came to the twentieth century. Although she lost her status as a princess, she was finally no longer a poor prey who was injured and wanted to die in the dark forest.

And all of this was bought by her mother in exchange for some kind of deal. Perhaps she was not lying, and Margaret was indeed her favorite daughter.

The Queen Mother Catherine used her actions time and time again, not because she lacked maternal love, but compared to power, those feelings were too insignificant.

This is also what Margot has always been puzzled about this transaction. Based on her understanding of her mother, if the man in the dark cloak told Queen Catherine the end of the Valois dynasty, in this transaction, she would first What should be proposed is to change the ending of the extinct Valois dynasty and allow himself to regain power.

Instead of saving Margo from the tragic fate of infamy, send her to the twentieth century.

Margaret was not arrogant, but her 19 years of court career made her confirm——

Before being a great mother, Catherine de' Medici was first and foremost the sinister and vicious French regent.

Only when Margot finds the supernatural creature can he know what kind of inside story is hidden in this weird transaction.

Thinking of this, it seems that she should not indulge her leisurely vacation anymore.

Returning to Los Angeles as soon as possible and being in Hollywood is the right way.

A busy life for money and power is not bad, at least she walked out of the Louvre and gained rebirth and freedom.

The old street in front of Margo, the buildings on the street are blocked by carved iron gates, and even the windows are covered by brightly colored blue wooden boards. Compared with the gorgeous shops on the other side, it looks like a mysterious ancient city .

Centuries ago, it used to be an old town full of music along the lazy Mississippi River.

Margaret has no time to explore the ancient land for the time being, and this place seems to be a private house, so of course it is impossible to open it to the public.

But when she passed the gate of an old house, the black carved iron gate accidentally opened from the inside.

An elegant and magnetic male voice sounded, "Marguerite de Valois."

In the narrow street, Margaret looked in the direction of the sound——

He was wearing a three-piece suit and sitting in a black wheelchair. He didn't look very old, but his hair had completely fallen out.

The face is very beautiful, but there is a feeling that you can't tell the age. Just based on the appearance, you would think that he is only 40 years old at most, but the temperament full of vicissitudes and wisdom is not something that men of this age group can possess.

And his blue eyes can simply captivate all living beings.

The corner of his mouth curled up, making you feel like your heart is melting in a deep blue lake.

But she is not in the mood to pay attention to the age and beauty of this man, "De Valois?"

The Valois dynasty ruled France from 1328 to 1589. As a descendant of Philip III, this family ruled Burgundy and Poland at the same time.

But with the passage of history, the Valois family has long been extinct.

Charles Xavier's eyes were gentle and calm, even with a hint of connivance for children, "I never expected that one day I would see a real French princess."

He looked at the brunette girl leaning against the dark gray mottled wall——

Her expression seems to be able to lead men willingly to the road of destruction. There is no more mysterious classical beauty than her in this world. The eyes that cannot be blocked by the black silk mask can almost shatter the hearts and souls of others.

"It seems that this world is full of supernatural creatures." Margaret's tone was quite calm, and she was not angry because her biggest secret was revealed.

Charles did not admit or refute, but signaled Margot to enter the house.

Margaret certainly didn't want to talk about these things in the street.

Since this man in a wheelchair has the ability to know her whereabouts, obviously there is no need to trick her into the house on purpose.

After passing through an inconspicuous brick wall, the incredible and gorgeous scene in front of me is quite surprising——

In the extremely flashy Spanish-style mansion, Manli's exotic flowers and plants are clustered in the courtyard, which is as magnificent as a fairyland.

Margaret looked at the man in the wheelchair - on his beautiful face, his blue eyes were like a deep blue lake.

Margaret frowned and asked, "Who are you? Why do you know my identity?"

Charles did not hide, "You can call me Professor X, or Charles Xavier, I am a mutant with telepathic ability, and can read other people's thoughts and memories without physical contact. Bo is a little different from ordinary people, so it was noticed by my brain wave search machine."

It turned out not to be a supernatural creature, but a mutant.

Margo remembered that she seemed to have seen an interview with the leader of mutants in the Washington Post last month.

"I'm not a mutant, it doesn't seem necessary for you to be here." Her tone was a little cold.

Charles has a particularly gentle and compassionate temperament, "Your memory has been partially missing since childhood, but you have not noticed these things at all. If it is artificially tampered with, maybe your experience spanning four centuries is not accidental event."

Charles, who also has the ability to tamper and erase other people's memories, paid attention to Margaret precisely because of this incident.

And of all the creatures she has come into contact with, the man in the black cloak is very suspicious.

"Are you trying to say—I'm an unlucky guy who has been targeted by supernatural creatures for many years?" Margaret raised her eyebrows and asked.

Charles Xavier has seen many mutants who have been rejected by humans and suffered misfortune in his life. Even among these people, there are indeed few who have been vilified more deeply than Margaret.

This French princess who was supported and loved by the French during her lifetime, saying that if she had not met Marguerite, she could not be counted as having been to Paris, was called a peerless slut, a crazy villain, and almost the scandal queen of the whole of Europe. .

Charles tried to comfort her, "Sometimes fate is too cruel, it's just God's ignorant arrangement."

"Fate?" Margaret raised her lips, "I can't entrust my fate to anyone."

Her peerless beauty is breath-holding, like a sharp knife piercing your heart, but you have no room to resist.

Margo stared at Charles, her voice was soft and cold, "If fate makes me become a peerless slut and be slandered, then I must let her die."