"Hey, dear, don't you sleep a little longer?" Shirley asked gently as she watched her daughter jumping downstairs.
"No, Mom, you know, I will go to France with Mr. Besson to promote it in two days. Before that, I have to return all the books I borrowed from the Oliver Library." Natalie smiled at Sit down at the dining table, then looked around: "Dad went out?"
"Yes." Mom nodded and hesitated before saying, "My dear, your father may not be able to accompany you to France."
Natalie was stunned, and the hand that had just picked up the spoon stopped in mid-air: "What happened, Mom?"
"A medical conference, just got an invitation yesterday." Shirley looked at her daughter apologetically.
The daughter sighed: "Okay, I get it, it's okay, Mom, then next time."
After breakfast, Natalie put the borrowed book into her backpack, checked it again, and then took out her bicycle and went out. She was not riding fast. It was almost Halloween, and the weather in New York had become a little cold. , maybe there will be snow in a few days, but not sure.
"Hi Nat!"
"Hello, Mr. Smith."
"How are you? Natalie."
"Thank you, Miss Meryl, I'm fine."
Natalie said hello to the neighbors on the street while cycling forward. In this neighborhood, she has always been popular because she is lively and cheerful and likes to perform. It is even more so after the release of "Killer Leon", well, maybe she should Fortunately, Angela was not rejected at the beginning.
Thinking of the night of the premiere, Angela was the first to call her to congratulate her. After saying some congratulatory words, she was silent for a few seconds, and then said hurriedly as if starting a gun: "I miss you Nat! I miss you very much. You! I miss you all the time! I want to hold you in my arms! I want to kiss you!"
Then she hung up the phone with a click, leaving Natalie in a daze for a while, not knowing what the other party was talking about, but thinking about it now made her face a little hot, and a strange coursing lingered in her heart. go.
After about three or four streets, and after more than twenty minutes, she finally arrived at the Oliver Library, put the car away and walked straight in.
Although a lot of people were sitting in the spacious library, it was very quiet. All I could hear was the rustling sound of flipping books, which made people even walk lightly.
Before coming to the management office, Natalie took out three books from her backpack, put them neatly on the counter, and then handed over her library card: "Hi, Mrs. Maris, I'm here to return the books. "
"Oh? Oh, it's Miss Natalie, um... I'm so glad to meet you." There was a kind middle-aged woman behind the counter. She was reading the newspaper and was stunned unnaturally when she found Natalie, but She quickly hid the unnaturalness in a smile: "Are you returning the book? Okay, please wait a moment."
After taking her library card, she immediately started the formalities, and it only took a few minutes for her to do everything.
"This is your library card, Miss Natalie." After returning the library card to her, Mrs. Maris finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Yes, if possible, I want to ask... Yes Did Miss Angela Mason recommend you to Mr. Luc Besson for Leon the Killer?"
This sentence made Natalie stunned, but she didn't think much, just nodded: "Yes."
Mrs. Maris opened her mouth, but didn't say anything. She just smiled and sat back in her seat. At this time, a library staff member came over, he was a girl in her twenties: "Mrs. Maris, Excuse me, are the three books at the back of the second row of the G prefix bookshelf borrowed?"
"Wait a minute." The lady checked the computer a little. "Oh, yes, Mr. Bernard of Monterey Street borrowed them."
"Okay, I know." The girl nodded, when she noticed Natalie who was about to leave her schoolbag, her eyes lit up: "Is it Miss Natalie Hessleigh?"
"Yes, I am." Natalie nodded in response.
"Wow, I watched "Killer Lyon" a few days ago. Your performance is so good, it's almost on par with Miss Angela Mason. I didn't expect to see you here." The girl was immediately excited. Speaking of it, Natalie couldn't help being a little flattered, but the other party's next words changed a bit.
"I really envy you. You have a talented friend. As long as she says a few words for you, Hollywood is free for you. If only I could have the opportunity like yours." She said more and more vigorously, looking at Nata. Li's eyes also became a little jealous.
"Okay, Maggie!" Mrs. Maris interrupted sternly at this time, "Go back to work!"
"Got it." Maggie shrugged and turned to leave, but she was still muttering, "Isn't that the case?"
"Natalie, I'm sorry, please don't take what she said to heart..." Mrs. Maris wanted to comfort, but Natalie interrupted: "Mrs. Maris, what did she say? "
"It's nothing, child, don't take it to heart," said Mrs. Maris only repeatedly.
"Please tell me, please!" Natalie approached the counter and looked directly at each other.
Mrs. Maris hesitated for a while, and then handed over the newspaper with a wry smile. Natalie didn't say much. After turning a few pages, she quickly turned to the entertainment page. In the second page, she found what she was looking for. With the news, accompanied by her bust picture, the caption is very conspicuous: In Hollywood, having a good friend is a must.
"Friday night, we had a great movie, 'Leon the Killer,' which was directed by Hollywood genius Angela Mason.
The fourth work, a fairy tale about a killer, but we need to note that the protagonist is also a little girl, but Miss Mason did not participate in the performance like the first work, the protagonist is the little-known Natalie Hesliger Miss. This is strange, after all Miss Mason's acting skills have been affirmed in "Hide and Seek".
In this regard, we interviewed Mr. Luc Besson, the director, and Mr. Besson said that Miss Hessliger's participation in the film was due to Miss Mason's strong request, and it is reported that Miss Mason even said that if Mr. Besson Refuse, she will withdraw the script.
What made Miss Mason step into the casting and recommend such a newcomer? When we asked Miss Mason at Nacomas School, we got this answer: Natalie is my friend, we are very close, and I don't think recommending her was the wrong decision.
Obviously, when Miss Mason handed over the script to Mr. Besson, she had already decided on the candidate for the heroine. In this regard, 14-year-old Miss Finney Gray, who had participated in the casting, said that she had known it earlier. She would never go to a casting, which is disgusting.
It seems that talent and hard work are not enough to make a name in Hollywood. Maybe you should find a way to make a genius friend. That should be easier, right? "
Natalie's hands trembled a little. Although her heart seemed to be grabbed, she was still very calm on the surface. She silently returned the newspaper to Mrs. Maris, grabbed her backpack and took two steps out. Suddenly looking back at her again: "Do you think so too, Mrs. Maris?"
"This, Miss Natalie," Mrs. Maris spread her hands in embarrassment, "I went to the cinema to see it, and I think you played very well, so please don't care about that."
That means you actually think so. Natalie didn't say anything, but silently turned around and walked out of the library. No wonder, no wonder two girls pointed at her when she parked. . Don't they know that although Angela recommended them, they were swiped at the first audition. They managed to win the second audition, and they almost got swiped. How could they do this? Report!
Natalie pedaled the car back home in one breath, and her mother went out too. Only Miss Berlette, who was invited to clean the room, was there. She simply said hello to the other party and went back to the room to lie on the bed without thinking about anything. Looking at the ceiling with her head on her head, she is a very smart girl, and she is also a little precocious, but this does not mean that she can deal with these news that catch the wind calmly, yes, she knows that these are just irresponsible reports, But I was still very sad and aggrieved.
She seemed absent-minded all morning, she didn't even bother to pack her luggage for France, and stayed in her room until lunch time.
"Nat, are you alright?" Miss Berret brought her lunch and asked worriedly. Although she called Mrs. Heathrager about the girl's abnormal condition, she couldn't come back at noon, so she could only ask her to help Take care of your daughter.
"I'm fine, Annie, please don't worry about me, I'm just... a little tired." Natalie smiled reluctantly and pushed away the plate after eating something casually: "I'm done."
Without waiting for Miss Berlette to say anything, she picked up the plate and went into the kitchen, which made Annie feel a little overwhelmed, and then the phone rang, Miss Berlette hurried over to answer it, and then she stopped and came out of the kitchen to prepare Natalie upstairs: "Nat, Miss Angela's phone."
Natalie was stunned for a while, with a complicated look in her eyes, and took the microphone in the past: "Hi, Angie."
"Nat! You… did you see that… that report?" The voice over there was hesitant and anxious.
The girl bit her lip: "Are you talking about the report in the Los Angeles Evening News?"
"Have you seen it?! Damn it! Nat, they misinterpreted my words, believe me, it's definitely not my original words!" Angela's anger in the microphone was very clear.
"Yes, I know that reporters always like to exaggerate the facts." Natalie said calmly.
There was silence for a few seconds: "No, this is not an exaggeration of the facts, this is a rumor, we are very clear about the facts, I just provided an opportunity, you have worked hard, a lot of effort, this cannot be denied! They hurt me , hurt you too!"
After a pause, she said softly again: "You are very wronged, Nat."
"No, Angie, I just..."
"Don't lie to me, Nat, I know you, I can hear you, you're… sad, I really want to… hold you and comfort you."
The girl didn't know what to say, she suddenly felt a little warm in her heart. Then, she heard Angela grit her teeth and say, "I'll let them explain to me, and an account to you!"
"What, Angie, do you want to..." Natalie was taken aback and was about to ask, when she hung up with a click, making her stare at the microphone in her hand in a daze.
What are you going to do, Angie