After attending the godfather's cocktail party in New York, Angela ended the Christmas vacation and followed her parents on the journey to London. Two things worth mentioning: First, her dear godfather is back in single life, and everyone thought he was going to be engaged to his girlfriend of nearly two years — and it was the perfect match — but after Christmas, Brian admitted it himself. The news that they just broke up has to be surprising to the impermanence of the world.
"It's not like a gentleman to ask for a breakup at Christmas," Angela criticized her godfather unceremoniously, "Maybe you can be a little more rascal, and wait until February 14 next year to ask for it. ."
"It's so sad, my little Angie isn't on my side anymore. Oh god, you're so cruel, why did you want her to grow up?" Brian joked shyly.
Angela had no choice but to give up. She had always been looking forward to "ravaging" the godfather's child as her sister, but from the current situation, even if there is a future, she may be an aunt-level sister.
Another thing that wasn't so good was that Angela met the Hilton sisters again at the godfather's reception—they had already met them at Ini's party earlier.
The two sisters are still similar to the ones they met at the beginning of the year. Paris is polite and indifferent to keep a distance from Angela. It would be fine if it was just like that. Although Angela felt apologetic, she could see that the current Paris was completely different from the one she remembered, and she had made a lot of fame in the modeling world, so she just let it go, but...
"What the hell are you thinking, Pari, I just said hello to her." Angela had just entered the bathroom stall when this voice sounded, so she was a little depressed while surprised.
"I just want you to stay away from her, Nikki, you know I hate her!"
"I know you hate her, but you also said that Angie has already apologized to you. If you really don't like her, then keep a distance from her, but why do you want to do this with me?"
"Because I love you, Nikki, and I don't want you to be hurt like I did!"
"Please, Pari, I'm not a child, I have my own judgment... God, are you still jealous of her?"
"...Yes, that's right! I'm jealous of her! I'll never try to surpass her! So as long as I see her, I can't help but feel disgusted and inferior, listen to what dad they all say? Fuck his genius lady! "
"Okay, don't do it, Pari. Listen, I'll always be there for you no matter what, even if... even... you've been more than just my sister in my heart since that night... um..."
Looking at the Hilton sisters kissing each other warmly from the crack of the door, and then staring at each other for a long while, and leaving arm in arm, Angela held her head in despair.
This surprise is really surprising, she actually hates herself so much! Well, it can't be said to be an innocent disaster. After all, I did say something wrong at the time, but it was too long... The girl smiled bitterly, and she even invited Paris out to apologize to her, thinking that although this matter could not be completely forgotten At least there should be a lot of relief, but I didn't expect her to hold such a vengeance.
Angela was not worried that Paris would retaliate against her. If there were any, the other party would have done it a long time ago instead of running to become a model silently, so this made her even more uneasy. But for a while, she didn't know what she could do, so she could only think comfortably in her heart: at least Paris would no longer be a slutty woman.
As for her relationship with her sister Nikki... Angela chose to ignore it temporarily, even if the two had a relationship because she said something wrong, it doesn't mean that she can still get involved now.
It was a Christmas full of bittersweet, sweet and sour. Fortunately, the New Year in London was a relaxing and pleasant one. Although Lulu and her younger siblings were still obsessed with her, most of their energy was put on the little ones who were younger than herself. Now - my aunt gave birth to twins, and the two-month-old little guy is so tender and tender.
"You guys were like this when you first came to this world." Angela took a deep breath on the little face hugged in her arms, and then showed an intoxicated expression: "Say To be honest, just smelling the milky scent on them makes me feel happy."
"Really?" Lulu immediately sniffed the other little face in her aunt's arms, then nodded reluctantly and admitted, "I have to say, this tastes really good... Oh, damn, Why do we disappear when we grow up?"
Willie and Ike, who had smelled each other's body, also nodded at the same time, and both raised their mouths and looked at their sister with a sad look. Angela, who was crying and laughing, immediately reached out and rubbed the heads of the two little devils: "What are you idiots thinking, do you know what comments you will get if you still have this kind of smell on your body? You will never grow up and won't mature. You bastard! Especially if it's still like this after a few years, maybe no boy or girl will ask you out."
"Maybe I'll meet a boy who likes this smell?" Lu Lu retorted with her hands on hips.
Then he probably has an Oedipus complex. Angela made a face and said maliciously in her heart. However, Willie and Ike simply raised their hands: "As long as my sister likes it."
"Obviously, it's an unalterable fact that our Chris is popular with the children." The uncle who came over said jokingly, teasing the little guy in his wife's arms and talking to him and Julia at the same time. kissed tenderly on his face.
"Hey hey," Angela quickly freed one hand to cover her eyes, "I know you are a couple who love each other, but can you please look at the occasion? You must know that there are many children here!"
It was her counterattack, but Angela obviously forgot that Julia would definitely be on her husband's side.
"You know, Frank, I think Chris will be a good mother in the future," Julia winked at Angela holding her son with a smile, "I can already picture her with a big belly in my mind. happy look."
Angela couldn't help shivering, but fortunately, the nanny came over to take the little guy to sleep, allowing her to cover up her embarrassment. Pregnant? Have a big belly? Well, this is fun but definitely not for me!
Despite a little embarrassment and gloom, London's New Year's holidays were generally pleasant. "A Beautiful Mind" will be a few days away from landing in the UK and Europe, so even though reporters know that the film has been mixed with praise and criticism from the Atlantic side, there is still a lack of interest, and only the paparazzi are still routinely guarding outside the manor.
For these guys, all they need is gossip and gossip. Although Angela, who stayed in the manor most of the time, had the feeling that a mouse could not catch a turtle, but paparazzi are paparazzi after all, and it is impossible to give up casually. As I said just now, even if it is a routine business, I have to stay outside the manor. Who knows if there will be a photo of Prince William and Miss Genius going in and out intimately one day
Angela also knows this, so she is very careful when going out, and she can always think of some tricks to avoid those pesky flies outside. For example, this time, not only did he disguise and change the car, but he also deliberately hid himself under the back seat when he left.
"No one's coming, you can get up now, miss." After checking the rearview mirror several times, Steward Gerald, who was driving, said. Angela in the back raised her head slightly: "Are you sure, Mr. Gerald?"
"I'm sure." Mr. Butler replied briefly.
"Great, thank you for sending me out in person." Angela immediately sat up,
"That's what I should do." Steward Gerald's voice was unwavering. Angela, who was familiar with him, didn't take it seriously. She waved her arm with a vicious smile and began to gear up excitedly: "Then move on to the destination, I can't wait!"
Now that he has returned to Ren Dun, how could he not go to Xingshi to ask his guilt? Of course, even if a teacher asks for guilt, you have to know the method.
"As you describe it, I'm going to Oxford University and Gloucester Cathedral right now. Oh, no, no, there's nothing to see without the set, so I'll just wait for the movie to come out and see how it works. , this will make you feel more immersive." Angela said seriously, tasting the coffee brewed by the magic mother.
"That's right. After all, I would utter this sigh because I watched the crew build the set and gather the students at Hogwarts." It's really indescribable to see the scenes I describe in the book appear in reality."
Having said this, she sighed and looked at Angela: "I don't know how to thank you, Angie. You encouraged me to write, you helped me publish it, and you helped me turn it from the book into reality. Come… "
Looking at the slightly excited look of the other party, Angela shrugged freely: "It's very simple - tell me, how are you going to kill me?"
"Kill you?" Rowling showed a dazed look, until Angela clicked on the book, it became clear, but after a few seconds it returned to dazed: "Sorry, I didn't know what you were talking about What, can you -- make it clearer?"
"Don't try to lie to me, Joe, I watched your writing come out and publish it," Angela squinted her eyes with a sneer, "I know the characters second only to you—if you're going to cover it up. , then act as if I hadn't asked the question."
Rowling folded her arms and watched Angela try her best to make herself serious, but she only looked at her for a few seconds before bursting into laughter: "Okay, okay, I admit, that role is for you. written."
She smiled and raised her hand: "If I knew earlier, I shouldn't have disclosed to you the possibility of revising the outline last year..."
"It's useless, Joe, even if you don't say it, I can see it." Angela squeezed her hands in a relaxed manner, "I said that my familiarity with this series is second only to you—well, let's talk about you. How are you going to kill me in the book?"
"Why do you say that? Do I look like a murderer? It's a children's novel." Rowling spread out her hands innocently, but her eyes flickered.
"Really? Then why did someone die in Goblet of Fire?" Angela raised her eyebrows, "Everyone thinks that the atmosphere of this series has slipped away from the initial childishness and slipped into the world of adults, and unfortunately I am of the same opinion."
Speaking of which, she suddenly became somewhat interested: "Let me guess, you said that you would write seven books, so starting with "Grail of Fire", an important character will die in each of the next two books. And then in Book 7, most of James Potter's contemporaries are going to die, and maybe Dumbledore is in it, so—"
Angela looked at Rowling with a long voice and smiled: "Based on the information you disclosed in Goblet of Fire, Miss Luke should obviously be a friend of Harry's parents. Oh, it should be Lily's friend, after all, Sirius When Harry mentioned Miss Luke for help through the fireplace, he said: oh my god, that protective trouble spirit? So it can be inferred that she doesn't have a good relationship with the foursome - anyway , she's the same generation as Lily and James, so..."
She spread her hands and stopped talking, and Rowling had to nod after looking at Angela with her chin and frowning for a long time: "I have to admit, Angie, you are really smart, but..."
The magic mother raised a finger and shook it, showing a sly look: "I admit, your previous argument has something to say, but that doesn't mean you can guess all my ideas."
"So you admit that you are going to kill me?" Angela still grasped her subject.
"Until the truth is revealed, everything is possible." Unfortunately, Rowling made up her mind not to cooperate, and it took a few minutes for her to ask again: "If the next few novels were to be made into movies, would you star in this one? character, right?"
Angela couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, could she say no
"I remember an interview saying that when you created Hermione, you added the images of the characters around you, including yourself, others, and me. Now there is another character, aren't you afraid of repeating it?" she asked suddenly.
"Of course not, after all, I refer to the image of you from twelve to fourteen years old, and you are not alone. This character is created based on your current image, and there may be a little bit similar, but this It can be better..." Rowling suddenly closed her mouth after saying this, and only smiled after a few seconds: "That's it, you'll know when the time comes."
Angela, who was defeated, gritted her teeth and simply threatened: "Well, maybe I should write such a guess on the blog and claim that it has been approved by the magic mother."
"It's okay, dear, you have to understand that the initiative is in my hands." Rowling replied with a smile unmoved.
Angela, who was stunned, rolled her eyes, while Rowling, who laughed out loud, waved: "Okay, let's change the subject. Speaking of which, this is the first time you have come to see me. Kate wasn't with you at the time."
"Kate had a couple of parties in LA and won't be back in London until tomorrow. You know, everyone has a time to get away. If you feel sorry, we'll just come back together sometime in the next few days. ." Although Angela replied with a smile, the depression in her eyes was fleeting.