"What on earth is that Mrs. Beaulevard doing?" Xia Xia asked impatiently after getting into the car again.
"You're so smart, why don't you guess." Angela shrugged with a smile.
"Don't be like this, Angie, you know what I'm asking," the little girl curled her lips, "I'm just curious, those costume designs from her hands are very tasteful and unique in both renderings and finished products, so Bole Mrs Ward is supposed to be a great costume designer, but why haven't I read about her in any fashion magazines?"
"Wow, you should start reading fashion magazines before you are 10 years old." Angela raised her eyebrows.
"It's not that you don't know." Xia Xia rolled her eyes immediately.
"Of course I know, but I didn't know you were a fashionista." Angela said jokingly.
Although the little guy pouted his mouth unhappily, after a few minutes, his eyebrows became pleasing to the eyes again, and he shook Angela's arm coquettishly: "Okay, Angie, tell me, please. "
Angela smiled and shook her head: "It's so difficult that you didn't ask the staff when you were measuring your body?"
"Of course I did... I thought about it," Xia Xia suddenly became a little dejected, "How can I ask so many questions in that situation, I can only do it at their mercy, and one of them asked me a few questions, all of which are related to my body. ."
Her eyes suddenly lit up when she said this: "Did you bring me here to make clothes for me, Angie?"
"It's too bad, obviously I didn't dare to bring you here. The usually smart Xia Xia has turned into an idiot, and it's only now that she reacted." Angela covered her forehead exaggeratedly and sighed.
The little guy couldn't help puffing out his cheeks in anger, and immediately turned his head and flattened his mouth as if he would cry at any time. Angela held back her laughter and pinched her fleshy cheek, while Xia Xia unceremoniously bit her hand. The two of them immediately started joking and joking in the carriage—of course, they were all in moderation.
The "fight" ended in a dead end, and after a few minutes of rest, Angela, who was holding the little one, toyed with the hair on her sideburns and said, "You know, I didn't just recommend Bruce and Joe. You, at the same time, promised to give them a big surprise, so what if you didn't do a little prep work."
"Then, there must be something different about this outfit, right?" Xia Xia, who was curled up in her arms, said after thinking for a few seconds.
"Bingo! You are very smart, Xia Xia." Angela said and wanted to snap her fingers, but she tried a few times without success, so she just gave up, "In fact, you will know when you get to the next place to go. What are the clothes I asked them to make, this is my tenth birthday present to you in advance."
"Going somewhere else?" The little guy was slightly surprised, tilted his head to look at her for a few minutes and then nodded: "Okay, I'll just wait and see what happens next - there's one more question for you Aren't you going to answer?"
"Okay," Angela shrugged, "Honey, you have to understand that not all fashion designers like fashion magazines, and those who are low-key and unknown are often better."
Speaking of which, she paused, and then spoke again after deliberation: "At a very early age, the Beaulevard family began to design and make clothes for Albert and several other important families. All of them are Very good designer, perfect craftsmanship makes every piece of clothing produced can be called a work of art, even in the circles of the upper class, it is very sought after, His Majesty George VI also ordered clothes there before he ascended the throne. ."
This is a bit general, but it can only go so far. It will be very troublesome to explain in detail. Angela does not want to recall too much of that history. For her, this is undoubtedly a cruel thing. And Xia Xia, who was lying on her lap, opened her mouth for a long time, and then she said, "So you rarely go to fashion stores to scan goods, and you rarely go to fashion magazines, is that so?"
"Okay—let's put it this way." Angela agreed with this statement after thinking about it. Although her lack of interest in the fashion industry was mainly due to her previous life, it was undeniable that the family's views still had a subtle effect, which was just used as a shield.
The little guy couldn't help but sighed, then sat up and held his face, looking at Angela with joy and sadness: "This may be the most expensive birthday gift you will give me."
"It doesn't cost much, Xia Xia, and it's me who draws the design drawings. Mrs. Beaulevard is only doing supplementary work and is in charge of tailoring." Angie stretched her hand and rubbed her head, deliberately understatement. of.
And Xia Xia blinked, showing a look of astonishment: "You designed it yourself? Wow, that's even more precious."
She suddenly took a deep breath as if she had made a decision, leaned over and kissed Angela's face lightly, and said solemnly, "Then, I won't bite you in the future."
"Hey! You really know how to exploit, Xia Xia!" Angela couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and she reached out and rubbed the little guy's head for a while, and the giggling sounded again in the carriage.
After the car stopped again, there was a lively street outside. There were many passers-by, the elderly, children, foreign tourists, or people rushing to and fro to make a living. Therefore, the surrounding environment is not as quiet as Volendari Street, so Angela and Xia Xia got out of the car after dawdling in the car for a while, making sure that she would not be seen.
After walking about a few hundred feet down the street, Angela stopped in front of an unremarkable small shop. Although the new paint on the mahogany door was reflective, it still couldn't stop the historical a feeling of. The bright windows display large and small handicrafts, mostly wooden.
After the door of the shop was pushed open, the small bell above ding ding dong dong suddenly rang, followed by a rather old voice from inside: "Please wait a moment, I will be here soon."
"Wow, the inside is completely different from the outside." Xia Xia couldn't help but whispered at this time.
From the outside of the store, it is only more than 100 square feet at most, but when you come in, you will know that the inside is at least twice as large as the outside. There are a variety of wooden handicrafts on the shelves, from carriages to planes, from castles to villas, from knights to soldiers. To put it more exaggeratedly, as long as there is something in this world, you can find the finished product here.
"Is there anything I can do for you, two young ladies?" As the sound of the slide came, an old man stuck his head out and asked. His hair has almost fallen out, and there is only a circle of white hair on the back of his head. The surrounding area of his face seems to have been carved by a knife.
"Yes, I'm going to order something." Angela wearing sunglasses said with a smile.
"I'm sorry, this lady, you may be disappointed," the old man who came out of the room shook his head, "I haven't done any custom work for a long time."
"It's just a small thing, I believe it shouldn't be a problem for you who are highly skilled," Angela still had that smiling expression on her face, "and—Miss Mason introduced me here."
"Really?" The old man couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "So is there a letter of introduction?"
"A letter of introduction?" Angela said with surprise in her tone, "This is the first time I heard that a letter of introduction is needed to come here."
"This is indeed the first time." The old man nodded solemnly, "Just because I really want to know how Miss Mason wrote a letter of introduction to herself."
Angela immediately rolled her eyes and took off her sunglasses and hat: "It's boring, you recognized me from the beginning."
"The reason why God gave me sharp eyes is so that I should not be deceived by the simple appearance," the old man shrugged. "Okay, Miss Angela, you need to do something—not too complicated."
"Don't worry, it's not a Transformer, Mr. Baggett," Angela smiled and spread her hands, "I want a very simple, vine wood, 15 inches, dragon heart tendon—if I can get it."
"Grapevine wood, 15 inches, dragon heart?" The old man thought for a while, then showed a surprised look, "Why, you also like to read the Harry Potter series of novels?"
"Your news is too far behind, Mr. Baggett, don't you read the newspaper? I'm starting to prepare to make the novel into a movie." Angela said with blinking eyes.
"The film company that held the audition some time ago is yours?" He thought for a few seconds, "I'm really old."
Speaking of this, Baggett suddenly showed bitterness: "You plan to make this series of novels into a movie, so you asked me to make props? God, this is really a surprise."
"Don't be joking, Mr. Baggett," Angela rolled her eyes immediately. "You know, movie props are usually handled by professional companies that can produce them in batches. How could you come."
Speaking of which, she pulled Xia Xia, who had been listening, to her side: "And now this is just a birthday present."
"Lovely lady, may I know your name?" Baggett immediately stretched out his hand.
"Emma, Emma Watson, you can call me Emma, Mr. Baggett," Xia Xia shook hands with him generously, "In addition, your works here are excellent, the workmanship is excellent. Sophisticated and very beautiful."
"Thank you for your compliment, but the works here are still very mediocre. I usually don't show the best ones to outsiders." Baggett said proudly, the old man has always been full of confidence in his works .
"I really hope I can get to know him." Xia Xia said seriously, she still had such a vision after being by Angela's side for a long time.
"If you can, Mr. Baggett, how about taking the little one to see some of your finer works of art?" said Angela, who sat down at the table and retrieved tools from a drawer. "I need time anyway. The effect is drawn.”
"As you wish, Miss Angela." Baggett did not refuse, bowed to the little guy very gentlemanly and made a gesture of please: "Please come with me, Miss Emma."
It took Angela about ten minutes to complete her own design, a 15-inch light wood wand covered with ivy, exactly as Rowling described in the book.
Do you want to add a light bulb to the top and make a touch switch, as if to cast the "fluorescent flickering" magic spell? Angela shook her head and rejected the idea.
"I want a completely natural, monumental wand for witnessing, not a toy," she said to herself. Just at this moment, the old man and the young man came out, and the little guy was holding a small and beautifully made wooden house in his hand, and stuck out his tongue embarrassedly after Angela's eyes glanced over.
"Children are indeed more popular." Angela muttered and handed the design to Baggett.
Although Baggett heard her words, he didn't have an interface. After carefully scrutinizing the design drawings, he said, "Your paintings are as good as ever, Miss Angela, but do you really want to use grapevine wood?"
"I think this should be a very simple thing for you, right?" Angela shrugged, "Besides, this wand is for collection, not for play."
"Okay, then I'll agree..." Baggett nodded and wanted to say something, but Angela immediately blocked what he was going to say: "I hope to get the finished product the day after tomorrow at the latest."
"Two and a half days? It's too short!" The head of the walk suddenly became frowning.
"Even Mrs. Beaulevard has promised to finish the outfit I want in two days. There's no reason why you can't finish it, Mr. Baggett." Angela said calmly.
"Is there any necessary logical relationship between the two?" The old man blinked.
"I said yes, yes!" Angela leaned forward and stared.
"Okay, okay, then the day after tomorrow." Baggett raised his hands helplessly.
After coming out of the store, everything was done, so Angela took Xia Xia on the journey home.
"This birthday present is even more valuable." The little guy who got into the car sighed softly, "Obviously, I have to work harder. At that time, I only need to succeed and not fail."
Although Xia Xia was only a month away from turning ten years old, she was much smarter than her peers. As soon as she heard Angela said she wanted to make a wand, she knew what her plan was for. Naturally, she was both happy and moved, but also a little scared.
"Don't worry, dear." Of course Angela knew what she was thinking, and reached out and scratched her little nose: "Don't think too much, you just need to show your temperament. The reason why it is in the UK The purpose of auditioning is to find children who match the temperament of the characters in the book, but to realize a character on paper will inevitably require more or less changes, so when you substitute yourself into Hermione Don't forget your own charm."
"It sounds simple, but it's not easy to do." Xia Xia murmured thoughtfully while holding her chin.
"Of course, only actors who can find the best balance between the two are the best, and even the best actors can't find the best balance in every work." Angela said here Can not help but a little ecstasy.
"Is this a matter of experience?" Xia Xia blinked at her.
"Yes, speaking from experience, so give me a good show in two days." Angela, who recovered, smiled and rubbed the little guy's head, thinking about Bruce, Columbus and Luo two days later. Lin's surprised expression, how could she have spent so much effort to make them simply agree with one or two sentences and it's over.
"My God, you... where did you... find her, Angie?!" Chris Columbus opened his mouth to look at the little girl who appeared at the door of the conference room, knowing that two or three minutes ago he was still suspicious Isn't calling everyone into the conference room a big deal
The girl at the door was wearing a heel-length black robe, with a small badge tattooed on her left chest. The white village coat was covered with a gray knitted coat, with gold and red borders on the neckline, and the color of the tie. Exactly the same; and below is a pleated skirt that is darker than the knitted clothes, cashmere socks to the calf, black old-fashioned low-heeled leather shoes on the feet; She always has a slightly upturned emblem, and her unkempt brown hair shows her cuteness. If you just look at it from the outside, it's basically Hermione who came out of the book.
"This is... Xia Xia?" Rowling opened her mouth with uncertainty at this time. Angela brought the little guy to visit her house more than once, and she and her daughter Jessica are also good friends, so she was surprised I finally recognized it.
"Hello, Aunt Rowling, it's nice to see you here." Xia Xia, who was holding the book, went straight to the magic mother and bowed slightly, and then looked up at the director Columbus next to her: "Hello, Chris Columbus, I love your work, it's not flattery, your movies are for everyone."
"Well... you can... really speak." Columbus made a few gestures and spread it out, then looked at Angela who was standing beside him with a smile.
"How is it? My surprise is big enough." Angela walked behind Xia Xia at this time, and said proudly with her hands on the shoulders of the little guy. Although she still felt that it was not perfect in her heart - Xia Xia was wearing a wig, her hair was not that long and it was too late to dye it, and "The Monster Book of Monsters" was temporarily unavailable due to time constraints. Edition of "Encyclopedia Britannica" - but when Xia Xia got dressed up, she still surprised her, the mentally prepared initiator, and that feeling was really wonderful.
"You know, Angie, although I think this outfit adds too many points..." Rowling stood up from the sofa and sighed, "but I have to say that your eyesight is really good, even if Xia Xia is now Changing outfits will still be… great!”