Jobs said that the contract would be delivered the next day, so there would be no delay, and Angela also readily signed his name. According to Sparrow, the contract is generous enough to make every star jealous. Although I wrote a lot of rules and regulations, it even appeared under a clause, and used more than a dozen rules to describe it!
"Obviously, Steve wants to use this contract to tie me and the iPod firmly," Angela concluded. However, she didn't feel any unease, even if she signed her image spokesperson for three years in one breath.
Anyway, it doesn't conflict with my own plan, and the contract clearly states that I will adjust the iPod's promotional activities with my own itinerary, so it's not a big deal. Angela said in her heart, as long as she successfully completes her goal.
It's just that there are other good solutions, but how to grasp this degree is a difficult problem. Even if she does complete her plan and has impressive influence, it still doesn't mean that she can sell her opinions at will.
The mainstream society has two attitudes towards the Pacific side and the Atlantic side. No matter how good a person is, it is impossible to challenge the mainstream consciousness alone, so she can only go up and down after a small upstream.
In terms of technique, Angela has learned a lot. When people are amazed that her style is changing and shooting methods are nowhere to be found, she has already begun to try to change from "American Beauty", "The Pianist" and "A Beautiful Mind". A fusion of learnings from three completely different genres of film. In this regard, Angela has an unusual obsession and confidence. Even if it is still insufficient, there are still many things for reference. For example, she has now selected several movies that allow herself to learn how to shoot group scenes.
But in addition to these, the more important thing is the mentality, which is undoubtedly the most difficult to overcome among the countless hurdles in front of her. From what angle should we describe what themes should be highlighted, the more obscure the better or the semi-obscure and semi-public, etc. To put it bluntly, it is to ask rationally and emotionally: Who is this film for
If you want to summarize it a little more simply, then - who am I!
It's ridiculous to say that all the efforts she made were to make "The Diary of Rabe", and she had no doubt that she could make it well, but the harder she tried, the less she knew who she was making this film for. !
Sometimes I feel like I have schizophrenia, two voices are arguing in my head, and no one can convince the other. It's ridiculous, but I can't help laughing. Angela, who was leaning against the head of the bed, typed out such a sentence in the notebook, and then deleted it.
After thinking for a long time, she closed the laptop, turned off the light and got into the bed. Forget it, don't think too much for the time being, there will be a solution, or return to the original track, I still have time...
Usually, if you are bothered by something and can't solve it, it will be much better if you get carried away and play for a few days. The school hasn't started yet, and Angela can do whatever she wants, such as dating. Of course, watch out for the paparazzi.
As for the workouts to do for The Matrix later this month... Hey, I've been practicing dunking every day, Ike can testify - Angela told Ridley on the phone.
With the sound of the key being turned, the door of the apartment was opened, and the two women hurriedly got in, closed the door and ran upstairs, leaning against the wall. After heaving a sigh of relief, he walked to the guardrail and looked at the door on the first floor before both burst out laughing.
"Are the people who live around your apartment all nagging like that?" The black-haired and black-eyed woman on the left frowned and said with a smile, "The guy kept saying that he seemed to have seen it somewhere. I seem to have seen me somewhere. But it doesn't seem to be deliberately approaching me, I almost thought I was a helper."
"The people who live around here are very friendly. Mr. Carrey is actually a nice guy, just a little more talkative," another girl explained with a smile, even though the night had fallen, her smile was still as bright as the sun, "Besides, Wigs and contact lenses are almost impossible to stop you, and it's normal for someone to strike up a conversation, Angie."
"Really, Jesse? So you'd really like someone to come and talk to me, then recognize me, and then reporters flock to the room, and then generously open the door and let them come in and take pictures?" Angela grimaced, After turning around a few steps, he walked into the living room, sat down on the sofa, took off the high heels, and rubbed his toes.
"Your feet are starting to hurt again?" Jessica, who came in, looked at her with teasing eyes, "Please, Angie, how far we've come, I still don't feel it. I really don't understand why you always …”
Jessica wisely shut her mouth under the murderous gaze of the other party, then turned around and quickly entered the kitchen. If she stayed any longer, she was afraid that she would laugh out loud.
"Oh, my lovely Angie." Jessica, who was pouring juice, whispered while looking at the cup, her eyes were full of tenderness, as if Angela was holding her in her hands at the moment.
"What's so cute?" Angela's voice suddenly sounded at the door of the kitchen, startling Jessica. Before she could speak, the other party's eyes lit up and walked over to pick up a glass full of juice: "This is for me. eh? Thank you, Jesse."
After saying that, he kissed Jessica on the face, then turned around and walked out. Jessica pouted and rubbed the place she had kissed, and shook her head with a smile. Occasional informality is also within the cute category.
Although they went shopping and dined together today and chatted a lot, they kept chatting after returning to the apartment.
"God, listen to what you're saying, the host is just asking why he chose Russell as the protagonist of "A Beautiful Mind" in the first place, but you actually talked about the issue of tailoring the script for others, this is simply typical The answer is wrong." Jessica exclaimed exaggeratedly, pointing to the screen of the TV.
After discussing the topics that they had often talked about before, the two turned on the TV to watch the show again. It happened to be playing an exclusive interview Angela did for her new movie a few days ago, so there was Jessica's joke just now.
"Don't make such a fuss, dear, it's just a mistake," Angela, who was curled up on the sofa like a kitten, replied lazily. Although she kicked the high heels aside, the short skirt and black stockings were not replaced. . Those slender legs were lying on the sofa, and with that natural lazy look, it was very beautiful.
"But Miss genius shouldn't make such a mistake, right?" Jessica grinned and leaned behind Angela, with one hand on her waist from below, and the other hand on her on the thigh.
Angela looked at Jessica and saw that Jessica didn't do anything other than a snort. Of course Jessica knew why, since she told Angela that she liked her to dress like this, she would dress like this most of the time on single dates. A sweet feeling filled her heart, and Jessica couldn't help but leaned over and kissed Angela's pure white neck.
"I made a mistake because I just thought of that kid Lindsay." Angela tilted her head and suddenly coughed lightly.
"Lindsay will be 15 years old soon, and the word kid doesn't fit her anymore," Jessica stopped her movements with a smile. "What did she do to make you think about it during the interview?"
"It's nothing, that is, on the day of the show, I happened to ask her to go out with Wei Wei, and Lindsay insisted that I promise to attend the premiere of "The Good Girl is a Big Star", and then talked a lot about her filming experience..." Angie Ra said with a sigh.
"Like that time at your house?" Jessica interjected.
"That's right," Angela shrugged, "especially when it comes to Liam Neeson who plays her father, she's always so excited, I'm a little worried if she's already in love with that charming old man. man."
"Maybe," Jessica smiled, then lowered her voice. "You know, her father..."
"I know, Jesse," Angela interrupted, "I warned Michael Lohan, but so far he's still relapsed occasionally, but it's mostly within my tolerance."
She raised her head to meet Jessica's surprised look: "Don't tell Lindsay, Jessie, I don't want to… let her think I'm interfering in her life."
"I know," Jessica nodded earnestly, "Lindsay is lucky to have a friend like you... me too."
"Me too?" Angela blinked deliberately, "When were we just friends?"
After Jessica showed a displeased look, Angela laughed, and Jessica took her face and blocked her mouth in revenge. After pressing Angela on the sofa and lingering for a while, Jessica raised her head. The two stared at each other for a while, and then burst out laughing at the same time.
"Jesse, have you considered moving to live near Beverly Hills?" Angela asked suddenly after sliding her fingers over Jessica's tender face.
"I live here well, why should I move out?" Jessica asked knowingly, but Angela just lay on the sofa and watched her never speak. Jessica pouted and had to continue: "Well, first of all, I don't have the money to buy a house near Beverly Hills; secondly... don't you think Mrs. Elena seems to be a little... "
"The excuse of not having money is really bad. I've seen at least three of your commercials on TV, but... your agent has neither mind nor taste. Why don't you change it?" Angela asked with blinking eyes. Jessica raised her eyebrows before continuing: "Well, even if what you said is true, as soon as "Legal Blonde" is released, you will be worth a hundred times more. Don't say it's near Beverly Hills, Even a house on a mountain can be afforded—don't question my vision for movies!"
After a pause, she sighed again: "As for my mother... Don't worry, I have asked Jack to find a manor house in Beverly Hills, and when I move out, you can stay with me every day. "
Angela said with a smile, and put her hands on Jessica's waist.
"You mean living together? No problem, as long as you are not afraid that someone will see and make some guesses." Jessica raised her mouth and snorted softly, then lowered her body and stared at the girl with a smile.
"So what? It's settled, cohabitation..." Angela had a strange look on her face before she could finish her words, but Jessica didn't care, she just reached out and pinched the other person's nose: "It doesn't matter. , it's not too late to think about it now."
She turned over and sat up from the sofa, put on slippers and walked to the bedroom. When she reached the door, she turned around and winked mischievously at Angela: "Next, I'm going to take a good bath in the bathroom, no peeking."
"It's okay, I'll watch it a little later!" Angela snorted softly.
Jessica made a face and got into the bedroom, and the next second she quickly started rummaging through the boxes.
"This, this and this..." As she muttered, she dug out the things she had prepared in the bedroom earlier, and at the same time tried to keep her voice quiet. It would be too bad if Angela found out that she had failed in the middle of the preparation for so long.
"Damn, where is the champagne?" Jessica opened several cabinets and finally found the champagne in the corner. She breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at a promotion not far from the champagne. above the poster.
She was stunned, and an inexplicable taste suddenly came out of her chest. Jessica picked up the poster, bit her lip and looked at it carefully. After a while, she sighed and turned to look at the wall of the bedroom. In the end, she shook her head gently but firmly, and put the poster into the drawer. inside.
After packing up and switching on the bathrobe, Jessica came to the bedroom door with a push to take a peek. Seeing that Angela's attention was on the TV, she took the opportunity to sneak into the bathroom in three steps.
It was another busy time. After putting the water in the bathtub, putting the champagne in the ice bucket, and getting all the arrangements in place, Jessica untied her ponytail and shook her hair in front of the mirror. She dressed up a bit. Smell some Chanel's Angel perfume.
"You're beautiful, Jesse, even more beautiful than Angie. She will definitely be fascinated by you." Jessica looked at herself in the mirror with her hands on her hips and said confidently, turning around a few times and facing the bathroom door. After taking a breath, he suddenly let out a scream.
"What happened! What's wrong with you, Jesse..." Angela slammed open the bathroom door in just a few seconds, and followed her to the spot.
In the dimly lit bathroom, Jessica stood in front of the bathtub with a smile in a silver silk bathrobe. Fragrant wax was lit around the bathtub and on the washbasin, red rose petals were sprinkled on the floor and in the bathtub, and a faint but unusually dense fragrance wafted faintly in the room.
Jessica didn't say anything but gently pulled the knot on the bathrobe, and the beautiful carcass below was revealed without any obstruction. Angela at the door flashed expressions of surprise, admiration, and emotion on her face, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly: "You are so beautiful, Jessie!"
Ding, with a soft sound, the two long-necked cups touched together. After the glass turned a few times, the transparent liquid flowed along the wall of the glass into the attractive red lips, and then flowed into the stomach with the throbbing of the throat.
"Awesome." Angela, who was sitting in the water, looked at Jessica across from her without blinking her eyes, her face was slightly red, and her emerald green eyes were full of deep affection.
"Are you referring to the champagne in our hands, or something else?" Jessica said with a smile.
"Don't make such a pun..." Angela said in a lazy voice, and then exclaimed: "Jessie!"
"What? Oh, I ran into you again?" Jessica put on a surprised look. "I'm so sorry."
"Really?" Angela raised her eyebrows, slowly put the cup in her hand to the side, and rushed up the next second, and suddenly there was laughter and clattering water in the bathroom again.
After the frolic continued for a while, the two naked girls hugged and leaned on the bathtub, continuing their attachment to each other with small gestures. Sometimes, this snuggling feeling is more intoxicating than having sex.
"Jesse," Angela suddenly whispered, "it was a beautiful night, thank you."
"I love you, Angie," Jessica replied softly, kissing her red lips.
After kissing each other ecstatically, Angela suddenly showed her a teasing and sly smile. This surprised Jessica, because Angela would only show such a smile at such a time when certain secret things were seen through.
"Jesse, I have an idea." Angela said in a tired voice, scratching her long fingers on her cherries.
"Huh?" Jessica restrained herself, not to be outdone, and also scratched Angela.
"Anyway, I don't have anything important right now, so let's play elsewhere in the next few days." Angela said with twinkling eyes.
"Somewhere else? Where?" Jessica's heartbeat suddenly quickened.
"How is San Francisco?" Angela's mouth curled up, "There's a... gay film festival going on over there recently!"
Jessica opened her mouth suddenly, and after a while, she stammered and asked, "You... how are you... how are you... "
"How would I know that?" Angela smiled triumphantly, and raised Jessica's chin with her fingers, "Don't think I didn't see you running into the bathroom with a lot of bags, little girl. If you want to do it Be more secretive, and you shouldn't have a line under the main phrase in the poster."
"Oh, how could this be." Jessica covered her face and listened sadly, then looked at Angela again: "I admit, Angie, I really want to go see with you, but..."
Angela immediately put her finger on her lips: "I know, Jesse, if you wanted to invite, you would have already invited, and you won't just keep the poster in the drawer, I think I still know you. But this time I invited you to come with me, understand? I invited you. You've done so much for me, and I'm... sorry, just pretend it's me..."
Before she could finish speaking, Jessica hugged her and completely blocked Angela's lips. The enthusiasm of the two was instantly detonated, and the steam-filled bathroom turned pink with various sounds.