"Angela Mason is dissatisfied with Lars von Trier's finger-pointing and shelling him as a die-hard conservative!"
"Hollywood's Miss Genius says DOG MA 95 vows are nothing and will be eliminated sooner or later."
"Angela Mason said that European directors don't know how to read the minds of the audience and will only be completely thrown away by Hollywood."
Articles with such headlines flooded the newspapers of European countries the next day, and most European filmmakers responded that this amazingly talented young woman seemed to go too far, although most of those who held this opinion were four , Fifty-year-old experienced person, so what he said in front of reporters was ambiguous. However, some young directors who agree with Angela's statement and like commercial films have said that European films must make changes if they want to overthrow Hollywood.
As a result, there was a very strange scene in the European media. The majority of the opponents could say nothing tepid, while only a few supporters shouted "changes are needed" and so on.
The American media that fully supported Angela on this issue began to ridicule Europe, patronizing literature and art and losing the market. The European media naturally started to fight back: you have nothing but business. So another tit-for-tat began.
As for Von Trier, one of the parties involved, he declared that Angela was just a megalomaniac and would suffer a shameful failure in the movie sooner or later, and his future movies will be like the previous "Idiot" that fully abides by the DOG The rules of the MA 95 oath, clean and pure films are bound to nirvana from his hands.
Another client, Angela, who had returned to New Zealand, had long forgotten about it. It was not until she adjusted the jet lag in the hotel in Wellington that she found out in the newspaper that her remarks before leaving caused a lot of enthusiasm. discussion. Her response to this was just a shrug, that ridiculous DOG MA 95 vow to die in the future is a sure thing, no doubt about that. Whatever movie Von Trier wants to make is up to him. Although he hates this person, as long as he doesn't have something to do and run out and make a look like everyone is drunk and I'm awake, he can do whatever he wants, and he will walk halfway to the sky. .
The only thing that Shijira regretted a little bit was that the last words she said because she was quick to speak was really a failure. Fortunately, I only said a little and then shut up, and most people's attention is not on this. Just hope that this quarrel between the two sides of the Atlantic will be fine, and it will not be so fun like last year.
After throwing these things aside again, Angela hurried to the quarry's crew to report. Peter welcomed her back, but the taste was also obvious. After all, the current Palme d'Or is not much worse than the Oscar for best director and best film, and it is also the most desired award for every director.
Several other actors, such as Vigo, Sean, or Ilya, congratulated her sincerely, and they had to talk about her speech when she left Cannes, but Angela just dealt with it.
The next thing to do is to continue to shoot the Helm's Deep battle. Although Peter used the stand-in to take a few panoramic shots in the past few days after Angela left, the stand-in is just a stand-in after all, and cannot completely replace Angela. So after these few panoramas, Peter started to take other shots, like the Battle of the Black Gate or the shot of Frodo in Mordor. Although Angela had only been away for five days, Peter had over-completed a lot. Was he stimulated by Angela's Palme d'Or? God knows.
It was another ten days of filming, and by the end of the first ten days of June, Angela had to leave the "Lord of the Rings" crew again and return to Los Angeles. In the next three months or so, she still has albums to be recorded, released, and movies to be directed. Besides, it is nearly ten days later than the original time to go back. At least from her own point of view, she has done her best.
Peter also seemed to accept his fate, and sent Angela on the plane with a sigh, and at the same time told her viciously that he would never cooperate with her again. Angela wanted to laugh and rolled her eyes. It seems that no film has such a long production cycle, right? It took more than a year just to shoot... so I can't take full responsibility, can I
After a few hours of flying in the Pacific Ocean, Angela returned to Los Angeles after a long absence.
"I didn't expect you to admit it so quickly. I thought you would have to hold on for a while." A cramped voice came from under the quilt, "It's a pity that you kept your mouth shut about this issue for several months."
"If you don't admit it, it'll be a joke. God knows how they dug up the news clips from the previous year's Halloween." Another voice in the bed complained, "Fortunately, Fans is very happy that the reporters also wrote it, otherwise the new line will definitely It would be very frustrating, knowing that they originally planned to use this to make a little bit of momentum for the movie."
"That's because your appeal is very strong. I went to your blog a few days ago to read, and many people expressed their support for your speech in Cannes." The previous voice said soothingly.
"Don't mention Cannes' speech, I would have known that I would not have said the last few sentences." The latter voice became depressed.
"Why? Isn't that what you wanted to say?" the previous voice asked curiously.
"Of course not, I just shouldn't have said the last few words about European directors." The latter voice said helplessly, "Now the American media is tit for tat with the European media again, and the reporters have been back in the past few days without wanting to let me again. Talk more about that. While that's really on my mind, you know, avoiding broad-based indiscriminate sarcasm is something everyone has to pay attention to, especially those of us in the entertainment industry."
"Okay, I'll keep this a secret, and I won't tell others that it's actually what's in your heart." The previous voice said playfully, "My mouth is very powerful, and I won't be able to close it for a few months like you do."
"Yeah, yeah, it's really powerful, I knew it last night." The latter voice snorted dissatisfiedly.
"So... do you still want to try it now?" The previous voice brought a little temptation in the banter.
"Huh? Wait, what are you doing? Wait! It's dawn now, yay!"
As the screams sounded, the quilt immediately began to toss. Here and there, it bulges and sags, now two long legs intertwined at one end, and two struggling arms at the other. Obviously, there is a fierce chase going on.
The quilt got tighter and tighter, and someone had nowhere to hide. In the end, the two people who were wrapped together in the screams fell under the bed, the quilt was also spread out, and the two completely naked and beautiful carcasses were suddenly revealed.
Perhaps it was because they had just finished exercising under the quilt for a long time, their faces were bright red, and their chests kept rising and falling, and the two pairs were soft and shaking slightly, which made this painting even more attractive. Just looking at each other, the upper pair is curvy and teasing, while the lower pair is full of anger and anger.
"What do you want to do, Jesse? It's already morning!" Angela, who was pressed to the ground, asked in a low voice, but the guilty conscience behind it was very obvious.
"Of course I know it's already morning, but..." Jessica opened her already sexy lips, and with a provocative smile stuck out her tongue and slowly circled around her lips, "If someone doubts, I, of course I have to respond."
"Wait, maybe we can talk about this topic." Seeing that her tough attitude was useless, Angela Dangye changed into a pleading tone, and at the same time regained some strength, her hands and feet began to move slowly.
Jessica didn't say anything. After blinking her eyes, she lowered her body and came to Angela. She used the tip of her nose to gently slide over her smooth face, and her curved eyes were full of pride. Just when Angela felt that things were about to turn around, the other party's head suddenly slid down, catching the sensitive point of her soft tip that was raised from the exposure to the air.
"Jesse...don't be like this...please..." Angela struggled weakly, although her body was no longer as sensitive as before, but the other person was Jessica who was very familiar with her, and it was impossible to resist. Even if there is still some strength in the hands and feet, the struggle is more like adding to the fun.
With a long low sigh, Jessica finally raised her head, panted lightly and looked at Angela with narrowed eyes, licking the corner of her mouth as if she was about to launch a second attack. Angela, who was under him, took a long breath, and with a look of being at the mercy of her, she had fallen into a semi-dazed state during the previous attack.
At this moment, the knock on the door suddenly rang.
The two erotic women were stunned for a while, and before they could react, a familiar voice rang out: "Chris, when are you going to sleep?"
"Oops, it's mom, Annie isn't in Los Angeles." Angela hurriedly sat up and whispered in a panic.
"Then... Then what should I do?" Jessica, who sat aside, couldn't help but panic.
"Go to the bathroom, don't come out, and turn up the sound of the water, I'll deal with mom." Angela made a decision in seconds. After putting the pajamas on her body two or three times, she only took a few steps to the door when Jessica entered the bathroom. She pretended to be sleepy and opened the door: "What happened, Mom?"
"I thought your jet lag was reversed, dear." The mother sighed and shook her head, "Isn't Annie here, no one wakes you up, so you're not going to get up?"
"Last night, Jesse and I stayed up late after chatting. It's normal to wake up late." Angela pouted, "Well, maybe I should have said more last night, just leave us alone today."
Elena didn't answer, but after looking at her daughter, she frowned slightly. Angela looked down and tightened her pajamas before explaining, "I just took off my pajamas when I heard a knock on the door, so I had to put them on again."
"Really." The mother caressed her cheek noncommittally, "Why is your face so red?"
Angela couldn't help being surprised, but it didn't show on her face, she grinned and made a face: "Probably because I had a fight with Jesse when I got up before - she is in the bathroom now, waiting for her to come out. It's my turn."
The rushing water from the bathroom has not stopped since she opened the door.
"Okay, then get up as soon as possible." The mother nodded, and after a moment of hesitation, she suddenly spoke again: "Chrissy, don't forget that you are already an adult, and it may not be appropriate to share a bed with a friend. ."
"Hey, mom, who said that friends can't sleep together?" Although he was beating a drum in his heart, there was still disapproval on his face, "I'm neither married nor a boyfriend, what's wrong with me?"
"But sooner or later you'll have a boyfriend, and then find someone who loves you to marry—unless you're single or ascetic." The mother shook her head hesitantly.
"Okay, Mom, let's go with the flow, right?" Angela rolled her eyes, pretending to be helpless, "I'm going to wash and change my clothes now—if possible, let others wake me up later, okay? I feel like I haven't grown up yet."
The mother smiled and shrugged and didn't speak any more. She just looked at Angela and didn't leave until she closed the door. The worry in her eyes was so obvious that Angela, who was already a little guilty, was startled.
Shouldn't have seen anything? Angela, who put her ear to the door, listened carefully. It's a pity that the sound insulation of the room is so good that I can't tell if my mother has left. She dare not open the door to see or lock it - that's not a guilty conscience.
Well, it shouldn't be seen. Angela said comfortingly to herself. She looked down at her pajamas and tugged them hard. She shouldn't have revealed anything just now. She knew that her body was so naked that she didn't even have panties. As for the two bumps on the chest... that can be explained, isn't it
"Angie, how's it going?" Jessica stuck out half of her head from the bathroom and looked at her and asked in a low voice.
"Go ahead and talk about it." Angela also replied in a low voice, pushing Jessica into the bathroom and closing the door before she was completely relieved. It's time for me to buy a villa myself. Although living with my parents is comfortable, my lover will inevitably have to worry about it...
"Is something wrong?" Jessica's voice called her back at this time, she bit her lip and looked at her with worried and sad eyes: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be at this time..."
"Okay." Angela interrupted Jessica angrily and funny. She really wanted to scold her, but her heart softened when she saw the other party's expression.
Jessica never had any scheming in front of her, she always maintained the innocence she had when she met, and she was also very attached to herself. That's why last night in bed, I turned over the previous tenderness and vented out the longing for the past few months, and Angela, who felt ashamed, also let go of herself and tried her best to cater to Jessica - it is impossible to do so, Under Jessica's tongue and fingers all night she couldn't do anything but vocalize the desire that sprang from inside her.
"It's alright, Mom... I didn't suspect anything, just woke me up. In the eyes of my parents, I'll always be a child." Angela comforted and hugged Jessica, who was wrapped in a bath towel.
"Really?" Jessica asked dubiously, her wet hair draped over her smooth shoulders.
"If you don't want her to come over again, just take a shower and get dressed. Don't forget that we still have something to do today." Angela said and pulled the towel off her body. Jessica made a conditioned reflex and put her hand to cover her chest, but she immediately reacted and pulled out the snickering Angela's pajamas angrily.
The two of them were joking around in the bathroom for a while, and after they both became naked again, they flirted and stood under the shower head, and then kissed tenderly in the shower.
After breakfast, Angela was completely relieved, and her mother's attitude towards Jessica was no different from before. After playing in the garden for a while with their younger siblings and Lulu, who often visits, Angela and Jessica got into the car and left Beverly Hills, where they were going to their villa in Malibu Beach.
"They look so pitiful." They had already left the gate of the villa, and Jessica couldn't bear to look through the rear window to find the three tearful little figures.
"Don't be deceived by them, Jesse," Angela waved her hands in disapproval. "The three of them definitely haven't gone swimming in Malibu during this time, and they're just pretending to make trouble with the past."
Saying that, she leaned into Jessica's ear and whispered, "Do you want them to disturb our date?"
The tickling in her ears made Jessica shrink her neck, but then she retorted in a low voice: "If this is just our date, why would we invite Lindsay, Vivi, and... the two members of the C&B group as well. superior?"
"You know, I haven't seen Lindsay and Vivi for a long time as well, their singles and albums are now released by Hollywood Records. And I was in a hurry to record these days when I came back, so I invited Brit and Chris Ting." Angela shrugged, and then changed the subject: "Tell me about your "Legal Blonde", last time you called on the phone, you said it just started filming, where are you now? Director Charles Herman said You did a great job."
"It's okay, I browsed a lot of law and books related to college life before filming, so I'm barely comfortable with it. Fortunately, it's a comedy, if it's a drama, it's hard to say." Jessica pouted and showed a hint of helplessness. , but she immediately put it behind her head, and said excitedly: "Right now, the courtroom scene is being filmed in the studio, and the crew is going to Harvard to shoot the location at the beginning of next month."
Speaking of this, Jessica was slightly disappointed: "It's a pity that it's summer vacation, and you're not there."
"Who said I wouldn't be there," Angela stared at her, something else looming in her bright eyes, "Even after the summer vacation, there will still be many students in the school. More importantly, next month I will be directing a movie, and the locations will be in Princeton and Harvard. If you are lucky, the two crews will definitely meet at Harvard, and then ... there will be many familiar faces."