Ridley's proposal made Angela really "thunder": change the guardian angel of the prophet to a woman? And let yourself play? And then fight with Keanu? For Angela, even thinking about it felt strange.
After calming down and thinking about it, I have to admit that this proposal is very attractive. My poor boxing skills have been sentenced to death by my grandma long ago, and the hat with embroidered legs will never be taken off. If I can show my Kung Fu on the screen, even if it is fake, it will still be a pleasant thing. And Ridley is right, it's possible to compress the scenes of this character a little bit and finish it in a week. A week should be able to squeeze out anyway. only…
Hey, don't worry about it, anyway, many movies have changed, it's not a big deal to change the guardian angel to a woman, since the prophet is a woman, why can't the program to protect her also be a woman? Angela thought so.
Although she had agreed with Ridley's proposal in her heart, she did not notify the other party. He said that if he wants to audition, he should audition first, just to see what kind of image of a female guardian angel can be developed by his makeup team.
Even though she had to deal with film affairs and record new songs, Angela still found time to visit Jessica's class in the studio. Jessica's performance in the courtroom scene that day was quite eye-catching, especially when the female witness said that she had permed her hair a few hours ago and then went home because she didn't hear gunshots in the shower, she suddenly woke up. The director couldn't help but sigh.
"Your performance is great. If the director hadn't called it out first, I might have called it out." Angela gave Jessica two thumbs up during the break.
"It's okay, I'm in good shape today, and I had to NG at least two or three times in the past." Jessica stuck out her tongue exaggeratedly, and then looked at Angela softly: "Of course, I have to thank you for this. Because of the script, Ellie's image fits me too well. Especially some of the lines, if I were in that kind of environment, I would have said what I would have said."
"Of course, don't think that the name I made is fake." Angela raised her arms proudly, tilted her head and looked at Jessica in a pretentious tone: "You put your hair It's so pretty when dyed gold, Jesse."
"You mean that the brown-haired I am ugly, don't you?" Jessica immediately pouted and looked sad, she had played enough tricks, she knew how to fight back. right.
"Well... Of course not." Angela felt like shooting herself in the foot. She rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth, "I mean you look prettier than me now."
"Prettier than you? How is that possible." Jessica smirked and glanced around with a dubious look, "Look, all the eyes that are looking this way are focused on you, you are dressed so sexy."
Angela rolled her eyes wider, also glanced around, turned to block herself, and whispered, "I'm wearing short skirts and stockings for you, Jessie!"
"For me?" Jessica couldn't help raising her eyebrows, the surprise in her eyes was no longer fake this time.
"Of course!" Angela glared at her, then sighed softly, "Didn't you always like me to wear it like this? That's why I specially changed my clothes before visiting the class, otherwise why do you think I wear it like this."
Jessica couldn't help sticking out her tongue secretly: "So I should be moved."
"It's not enough to be moved, I also want to reward." Angela raised her chin and said childishly.
"Well, dear Angie, what kind of reward do you want?" Jessica looked at her amusingly.
"Well..." Angela touched her chin, looking seriously thinking, "How about a kiss?"
Jessica blinked, stretched out her hand and brushed her long hair with style, and said casually, "The third room on the left from the passage should be empty now, do you want to come?"
Angela raised her eyebrows in surprise, then raised the corners of her mouth: "I'm happy to accompany you."
Following that, the two left the studio one after the other. Don't get me wrong, they're not the kind of people who are horny enough to have sex anywhere, but it's better to kiss in a secluded place.
"You're going to the East Coast again, aren't you?" Jessica, who was still flushed, asked Angela's emerald green eyes suddenly as she soothed the ends of Angela's hair.
"Yes, after all the new songs are recorded, there is nothing I have to deal with here, I have to go to Massachusetts to prepare for the boot." Angela did not deny it, she pressed against Jessica's forehead: "I am not happy that I leave ?"
"Yes," Jessica didn't deny it, and touched her lips lightly, "but it doesn't matter, you have more important things to do. Besides, I'm going to Harvard to shoot on location in a few days. Have you met again?"
"Jesse..." Angela sighed softly, simply blocking her lips and lingering in the tongue battle.
"At least for the past few days, before I leave, I belong to you completely." After parting again, Angela murmured soothingly on Jessica's clean face, her voice low but firm beyond question.
Jessica chuckled lightly and didn't speak again. The two of them just stuck together and put their arms around each other's waists, staring at each other in ambiguity and warmth until the rest time was over.
In the next ten days, Angela was completely tired of Jessica, except for recording and filming. In his spare time, the two of them chat, play games, shop around, and do whatever they want. Occasionally, they go to nightclubs in disguise. In order to squeeze out more time, Angela would immediately skip work once the preparations for the film did not have anything she was interested in.
Lindsay has gone to Tennessee with the crew of "Beautiful Girls Are Big Stars", Avril Lavigne, Britney and Christina are all busy with their music careers, and they can finally put all their hearts on Jessica's Angela. , During this period of time, I let go a lot. In addition to the previous ones, I often took turns with Jessica to live at each other's house. It doesn't matter even if the younger siblings complain that the elder sister is not at home, and the mother's reaction is even more irrelevant.
It was not until after Independence Day on July 4, Angela, who had no more work to do in Los Angeles after recording the album, reluctantly said goodbye to Jessica and boarded the plane for the East Coast.
"God, Annie, you don't know how much I miss you!" As soon as she entered the living room of the villa and saw Annie who was greeted by a servant, Angela screamed and rushed over and hugged her by the waist.
"Okay, Anji, I just haven't seen you for a few months." Annie, who pressed Angela's shoulders tightly to prevent herself from being strangled, shook her head with a wry smile, and sighed helplessly at the servants and bodyguards who were watching the fun. .
Angela quickly let go of her, but still held her shoulders and said in a resentful tone: "Oh, you don't know what Lucy and the others have done to my room, the clothes, musical instruments, etc. are fine. , but many frequently used materials or documents are placed in places where they cannot be found. I have to admit that I can't live without you."
Annie continued to smile bitterly, and before she could speak, an indifferent voice came from the crowd: "It means that you have begun to degenerate to the rich eldest lady who doesn't understand anything, is that so?"
"Hey, Lily, do you have to taunt me at the first meeting in a few months?" Angela waved her fist at Alizee in the crowd in dissatisfaction. The next second, she took a few steps like she did with Anne before. He rushed over and hugged him: "God knows how much I miss you, Lily!"
Alizee, who was already 4 feet 11 inches tall, was picked up by Angela without any precautions. After a trace of panic flashed in her tea-brown pupils, she frowned slightly to express her dissatisfaction.
"Don't be so unhappy, look, we haven't seen Lily for half a year, our Lily is much more beautiful," Angela reached out and pinched Aunt Ellie's face at this time, "It has already begun to have the beauty and delicacy of French women. ."
"When are you going to hold me?" Alizee covered up her complicated feelings and asked Angela in a different tone, "Or do you want to hold me like this when you eat and sleep in the future?"
"Lily, you're so boring. This is the first time we've met in half a year." Of course Angela could hear what she was talking about. She pouted and put the girl down, snorting as if she wanted to say something.
"Angie," Annie interjected in a timely manner, "leave Lily alone, you can rest for a while."
Angela folded her arms and looked at Annie with interest, then raised her hands: "Well, I know my behavior is a little naive, that's because of excitement. You know, I haven't seen me in recent years, I really want to you."
As she said that, she waved her hand: "Let someone bring the luggage to my room, and I have to pack it myself. Some people in the province said that I began to... degenerate towards the rich lady."
She hurriedly walked upstairs, and at the same time deliberately winked at Alizee, who turned her head away and ignored her at all.
Annie who saw it in her eyes shook her head, and then made a gesture to the servants to let them all do their own thing. After everyone was gone, she came to Alizee and said reproachfully, "Lily, you shouldn't say those words."
"She's not angry, and everyone has no special reaction." Alizee shrugged expressionlessly.
"But it's always bad. You're very smart, and you should know that Angie takes her privacy very seriously." Annie comforted her in her sister's tone: "Don't do this in the future. Angie also cares about you, doesn't she?"
Lily's calm expression finally changed, she sighed softly before saying, "I will apologize to her."
"It's not necessary," Annie laughed and patted her on the shoulder lightly, "Angie is not that stingy, and she will never deny her mistakes... In short, just pay attention in the future."
After speaking, she gently patted Alizee's arm like a big sister again, turned around and walked upstairs.
"Are you going to clean up the room for Angie again?" Alizee asked from behind.
"Of course, I don't think Angie can organize her pile of luggage with her mouth." Annie turned her head and smiled, "Besides, this is my job."
Soon came to Angela's bedroom, and Annie knocked on the door and it was opened soon after.
"Annie? Is there something wrong?" Angela asked strangely.
"I'll see if I want to..." Annie, who pushed in the door, was stunned before she could finish her words.
There are about five or six open suitcases, basically all of them are filled with clothes, and the boxes for documents and other things have not been opened. Some of the clothes have been taken out, neatly folded and sorted on the brand-new bed.
"How is it?" Angela said with a little smugness, "My housework level still hasn't dropped."
"Yeah, it didn't fall," Annie glanced at it, then sighed, "Winter clothes and summer clothes together, hats and gloves together, evening gowns and casual clothes together... Well, at least you didn't put all the piled together."
"This..." Angela rubbed her nose in embarrassment, "After all, I haven't done it for a while."
Annie glanced at her and shook her head with a smile: "let me do it, you can just do your own thing."
"I'm doing my own thing now!" Angela raised her eyebrows, "Since I said I have to do it myself, how can I not finish it? Even if it is your assistant, I have to continue, I don't want to be serious. It's become like I can't do it without you."
"Then how about I stay by your side all my life, Your Highness?" Annie joked while sorting her clothes.
"Of course I have no objection, if your future husband does not object," Angela put on a contemplative look, then winked her eyes narrowly: "Or if your future wife does not object."
Annie rolled her eyes immediately: "This joke is not funny, Angie."
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it." Angela took the things out of the suitcase one by one, "By the way, where did Mr. Basham go? I didn't know when I was downstairs just now. see him."
"Mr. Basham has gone back to New York." Anne hesitated before answering.
"Grandpa is looking for him? Is there something else? When will you be back?" Angela continued to ask.
"Three questions in one go, I don't know when Mr. Basham became so important." Annie said deliberately.
"If he's here, you don't have to be responsible for so many things," Angela got up and patted Annie's face lightly, "Managing a villa in all aspects is not as easy as it's written in books, I can I don't want to tire you out."
Annie's big eyes flashed a touch of emotion, and then turned into tenderness. After hanging an evening dress in the closet, she coughed softly: "Actually, Mr. Basham won't come back."
"Not coming back, why?" Angela asked without looking up, "Could it be that Grandpa wants to be a housekeeper for someone else."
"Let's put it this way." Annie looked at Angie who had opened another box to sort out the documents, smiled and shrugged, "I will be responsible for the management of the villa in the future."
"It's up to you?" Angela couldn't help laughing. "If I remember correctly, you will not be 18 until the end of the year. If you come to manage the villa, will I be reported and sued..."
When she said this, her voice stopped, and after a few seconds, she turned her head in surprise: "I heard it right, Annie, you are going to manage the villa? What about your studies?"
"If you remember, you should know that I have graduated from high school, so I can devote myself to the management of the villa." Annie said in a relaxed tone. But Angela hurriedly asked: "Where's the university? Are you not going to go to university?"
"Is it important to go to college?" Annie blinked in confusion.
"Well... I can learn more and more useful things in college." Angela smiled bitterly, she didn't know what to say.
"So you plan to fire me and kick me out of the house in the near future?" Annie said with a "sad" sigh: "Fate is cruel and ruthless, but it seems that I can only accept it."
"Ann-ni-" Angela called out in dissatisfaction with her long voice.
"Okay okay, no kidding," Annie shook her hand with a smile, "Don't worry, Angie, I'll be a qualified housekeeper. I've never missed this training, and my grades are pretty good."
"I know, going back to the UK every year..." Angela sighed softly, "Actually, I wanted to say..."
"Anyway, you can go to a university in the United States at any time. If there is a chance in the future, I will apply for admission again." Annie said and changed the subject.
Angela also knew that some things obviously couldn't be changed, and those who were unhappy could only be buried in the bottom of my heart. So she asked in cooperation, "How about a hint for me?"
"Chicken and green bamboo shoots cut into small pieces, and fried peanuts."
"... Kung Pao Chicken? Did you make it from your grandma?!"
Returning to Boston does not mean that "A Beautiful Mind" will be ready to start immediately, and the entire crew will not arrive in two days. So Angela took this opportunity to sort out her studies, knowing that she hadn't been to school for a whole semester. Even if there are young men and women in Harvard University who are also full of announcements about working hard in the entertainment industry, they will at least find time to come back to participate in a tea party or something to discuss their courses with professors and lecturers.
There are very few people like Angela who haven't even entered the gates of Cambridge City in a semester. If it was someone else, they would have been warned of expulsion long ago.
The reason why I didn't get this kind of treatment was because of Angela's long list of dazzling titles. Having such a genius graduating from the school is also very beneficial for maintaining Harvard's reputation and brand, plus the alumni fund from the beginning of admission. The donations will never stop. So several professors and lecturers who kept in touch with her came forward and reminded her on the phone that if she wanted to graduate formally, it would be better to come to the classroom to listen to the class.
Although it is already summer vacation, there are still many students staying in Cambridge, and the scene of discussing a topic with a professor can be seen everywhere. There was no problem with Angela returning to Cambridge at this time, but she didn't expect to meet someone who had already returned to New York.