The coverage of Miss Talented's 21st birthday party was very eye-catching, especially with so many celebrities taking part to get so many gossips talking. Coupled with the upcoming Oscars ceremony, not only has the sales of newspapers publishing relevant reports increased a lot, but the traffic of major websites has also increased a lot.
The heads of the various media were laughing hard, and it would be perfect if Miss Genius could keep her pace full 24 hours a day. Some people are happy and some people are not happy, especially for someone who has just had the worst birthday in her past life and this life, these reports, whether positive or negative, will only bore her.
"There are too many stories about the relationship between Whitman and Wilde. Interested students can go to the library to check the relevant content. But please remember that researching the test and making art are two different things!" the old professor in front of the podium said. Raise your right index finger to accentuate your tone. Following him, he glanced at the amphitheatre and set his eyes on a girl in the sixth row: "Do you think this statement is correct, Miss Angela?"
"Huh? Ah? Oh?" Angela, who was absent-minded, shuddered and finally came back to her senses, even though she had seen enough of the big scene, she was still startled by the neatly cast eyes of the entire classroom: "This …I think… maybe…”
After hesitating for a long time, she finally raised her right hand helplessly: "Sorry, professor, I didn't pay attention."
"Thank you for your candor, Miss Angela," Professor Gawain spread his hands. "Also, I admire you for giving up the Oscars and staying in my class. However, this cannot be your blatant distraction in class. reason."
Low roars of laughter rang out in the lecture hall. There was jealousy, envy, and admiration.
"Okay, I apologize, Professor Gao Wen," Angie said, scratching her face, "However, instead of thinking about tonight's awards ceremony, I was thinking about how to rush into the newspaper and set fire to them."
The roar of laughter grew louder, just as the bell rang after class, the students stood up one after another to say hello to Professor Gao Wen and leave. The same is true for Angela, but it's relatively difficult, because when she gets up, there will be a lot of people around her, and... most of them are women!
Before the incident in San Francisco, the overt or dark lace people on the Harvard campus were still secretly approaching her, and then with the hype of the media, especially the tabloids, when Angela returned to Boston, she was immediately surrounded by the enthusiastic siege of the lace people. middle. To be honest, there are quite a lot of lace edges in Harvard. Although most of them try it out of curiosity, they may get married and have children after leaving campus, but one day on campus is a day of lace edges. On top of that, several marginalized gay societies have sent invitations hoping she can — even come and see.
What a headache. If it was before, Angela might have teased them a few times, but now, after the worst birthday party, she didn't have the slightest mood in this regard.
"Sorry, everyone, I still have my own things to do, can you please give me some personal space?" Angela said helplessly to the five or six girls who were following her after she left the lecture hall. If it weren't for her having to maintain a close-to-the-people image, if it wasn't for her own plans, Angela might have started yelling, especially now.
Fortunately, these girls knew that enough was enough, and seeing Angela said this, they didn't bother anymore. Angela, who was relieved, sorted out her clothes and hurried to the dormitory.
After knocking on the door twice, Angela with a smile on her face opened the door: "Hi, Nat."
"Hi, Angie." Natalie, who was sitting on a chair with a book in her arms and watching, raised her head and said hello in a light tone, then lowered her head and continued to read.
"Well, how is today? I heard that your tutor has arranged a difficult topic?" Angela asked while putting the book in her hand on the table to start sorting, while secretly looking at Natalie carefully.
"It's a bit difficult, but it's not difficult for me." Natalie replied calmly, this time without even raising her head.
Angela couldn't help showing a disappointed look, but quickly controlled herself, shrugged her shoulders and said in a joking tone: "Today I was distracted in Professor Gao Wen's class again, God, why does he find me distracted every time? Woolen cloth?!"
"Because you are a genius, Professor Gao Wen must think that a genius should be able to understand his lecture even if he is distracted." Natalie put down the book in her hand and spread out her hands, her face was calm, but she still couldn't see joy or sorrow. Therefore, when Angela heard these words that should have been flirtatious, at this moment... there is no taste.
Damn, I... Am I too sensitive? Angela couldn't help cursing herself in her stomach. On the surface, she still pretended to be nonchalant: "God, if I continue to be so distracted, graduation will be in vain."
"The problem is that trance in class is your norm." Natalie shrugged, her expression still unchanged.
Angela couldn't help but suffocate, and the unease in her heart grew even stronger. As a last resort, she gave up the temptation, took a deep breath and sat down in front of Natalie: "Well, Nat, can you accompany me out today? Although I don't plan to attend the awards ceremony, the necessary attention should still be there. We You can have dinner in the villa, then chat with Annie, Lily and the others in the guest room while watching the live broadcast. How about it?"
The girl tried her best to be obviously casual, but her eyes were fixed on Natalie and she didn't want to leave for a second. And Natalie raised her eyelids and glanced at Angela, and a complicated look flashed. She opened her mouth and seemed to want to say "Okay", but before the voice came out, she got up again, turned her head for a long time, and then said softly: "Sorry, Angie, I think... I have to stay in the dormitory and read a book. , Although this subject is not too troublesome, I can't be careless."
Although this excuse sounds appropriate, the reluctance in Natalie's tone is very obvious. Angela's heart couldn't help but burst into waves of disappointment and discomfort, she managed to control her mind and she squeezed out a smile: "Okay, then I'll go, it's almost started now... Well, see you tomorrow."
Saying that, she leaned forward slightly with unwillingness. Natalie hesitated, but leaned in front of Angela and kissed the corner of her mouth. Suddenly, Angela took Natalie's face and kissed her lips heavily, sucking regardless. Although Natalie quickly followed her rhythm, she struggled slightly and finally stopped.
The lips were finally separated, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together without any other movement. There was only their slight and slightly rapid breathing in the room. After a long while, Angela finally stood up, said "I'm leaving" and hurriedly left the room, Natalie didn't speak until she reached out and closed the door.
idiot! You screwed up again! On the way back in the car, Angela couldn't help cursing herself in her heart. She covered her forehead for a long sigh, not knowing what to do next. Why don't you just confess everything in a hurry? Angela shook her head in pain, if she could, she would do it. Damn, why are you being so forward-looking on this issue? !
"Want to have dinner here and ahead?" Anne asked after bringing the juice to the guest room.
"No, no, it's still in the restaurant, just call me." Angela, who was curled up on the sofa, took her gaze away from the TV and shook her head in disinterest.
Annie looked at the TV screen. The reporter happened to be interviewing Kate on the red carpet. She was wearing a goose yellow one-shoulder evening dress, with just the right accessories, as bright and moving as ever.
"What do you think the odds are of winning tonight, Miss Kate?"
"Of course it's 20%, I guess it's pretty easy math, right?"
When Kate jokingly said "very simple math problem", Annie clearly heard Angela laugh "sneeringly", and her smirk was clearly blaming Kate for not saving face for the other party. But in the next second, Angela's smile disappeared.
"You said earlier that Miss Angela has helped you a lot. Do you think she deserves the nomination?"
"Of course, I said a lot about this in the interview, and I don't think I need to repeat it here. However, it is a shame that she will not be at the awards ceremony today."
Although the regret on Kate's face was just right, anyone in the know could see the loneliness in her eyes. Annie shook her head gently, hesitated and finally asked, "You still haven't... confessed to them, Angie?"
Angela turned her head to look at Annie in discomfort, covered her forehead with a long sigh: "I'm afraid."
"But... but..." Annie didn't know what to say for a while, "it's not the way to keep dragging it on like this."
"I know, I had already made a plan, and I told them at a slow pace," Angela sat up abruptly and waved her arms excitedly, "but it definitely shouldn't be... it shouldn't be... it's like this now. It's just... just screwing everything up, I don't want that! I don't want it!"
"Angie..." Annie looked at her sadly, bit her lip lightly and was speechless.
After a little vent, Angela calmed down, and curled up on the sofa again after laughing bitterly: "It's okay, that's it, there will be a way... There will be."
For a moment, Angela on the sofa seemed so weak and helpless. Annie sighed deeply in her heart. Although she really wanted to help Angela, she really didn't know what she could do, and finally quietly left the room.
The Oscars are always a big event, especially in the 73rd class, which seems to be international - non-Americans account for a lot of nominations, such as Russell Crowe, who was nominated for best actor for two films at the same time, is Australian. People, Juliette Binoche was nominated for Best Actress, and, of course, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, nominated for Best Picture and Best Foreign Language Film, and Ann Lee, nominated for Best Director.
It stands to reason that Angela should participate, but she still declined on the pretext that her homework was important.
While not wanting to go topless at the Kodak Theater is one reason, it's more important not to know what to say after meeting Kate—in fact, if it weren't for the inevitable cohabitation with Natalie at Harvard, she might even have Natalie Li will hide.
After the birthday, Angela and Kate and Jessica were on the phone. Jessica was all right, but although Kate's tone was the same as usual, she could hear a little bit of estrangement from the others, just like Natalie now. So Angela, who was hesitant to go or not, naturally made up her mind not to go.
"She always runs away like this, but she doesn't want to let go. Sooner or later something will happen." Alizee, who has never shown much expression, said with a rare frown, "Look at her absent-minded appearance during dinner."
"Okay, Lily, stop talking, Angie is sad enough." Annie whispered.
Alizee snorted softly, then reached out and squeezed Annie's arm lightly, then pushed open the door.
"How's it going." After sitting down beside Angela, Annie quickly placed three cups and poured drinks.
"The best supporting actor is being awarded, and the next is the best supporting actress." Angela still looked listless.
"I was thinking, if it was announced in a few hours that you had won the best director, would you jump up and yell 'Yes', or would you have fallen asleep?" After sitting down on the sofa on the other side of Angela, Alizee said.
Angela didn't say anything, just turned her head and frowned at her. Alizee also seemed to realize that her words were not in line with her usual behavior, so she closed her mouth and watched the TV and said nothing - this is in line with her normal behavior.
Fortunately, Michael Caine, the presenter on the TV, had already started to read the list of nominations. As the camera switched to the divided screen of the podium, he heard Michael Caine loudly announce: "The winner of the best award. The best supporting actress is, A Beautiful Mind, Kate Beckinsale! Congrats!"
The screen of the TV was suddenly occupied by Kate's avatar. At first she was stunned and seemed incredulous. After the person next to her pulled her, she immediately reacted, holding her own face for the first time, excited, surprised, etc. The expression on his face was constantly changing, and at the same time there was an indescribable expression, a bit like crying with joy but not.
"Damn, no!" Angela hugged her head and roared low at this time.
Alizee and Annie looked at each other inexplicably, and then Annie asked, "What's the matter, Angie?"
"I don't think it's because Kate might leave her after winning Best Supporting Actress." Alizee couldn't help saying something thorny, and shrugged after Annie gave her a wink.
"No, of course not, Kate... Kate should win the award... But... it shouldn't..." Angela said incoherently, waving her arms, and finally she hugged her head again in a slump: "Why things don't always go as planned come?"
Alizee frowned slightly. She was going to continue sarcastically, but seeing that Annie looked at Angela with worried eyes, she had to swallow the words that were on her lips.
"Thanks to my mother, she raised me; thankful to my father, he must be very happy in heaven; thankful to everyone, thankful to everyone who helped me and supported me..." Kate, who took over the golden man from Michael, started her speech because she was excited She spoke intermittently, although she felt the same way, her tearful eyes made many people applaud her.
"Finally... I would like to thank the most important person in my life, Angie, thank you, thank you very much!" Even though she was a little vague, it was clear what the insider's ears meant. .
"No!" Angela suddenly lay on the sofa, covering her face and hitting the armrest of the sofa.
"Angie!" Annie shouted in surprise. Just as she was about to step forward, Alizee had already embraced the girl and patted her on the back to comfort her silently.
After a long while, Angela left Alizee's embrace, straightened up and leaned on the sofa. He looked up at the sadness and sadness on the ceiling, as if he was stuck in something and couldn't come out.
"You have to respond," Alizee said suddenly after a while, "Even if it's just a little bit, it's better than doing nothing at all."
Angela suddenly looked at her, as if eagerly expecting her to say more. But Lily closed her mouth immediately, watching the TV and regaining her usual expressionless expression.
"Indeed... At least better than nothing..." Angela, who had been waiting for a long time to no avail, suddenly murmured a few words, her dull eyes finally becoming brighter. Annie, who had been watching by the side, felt a little relieved and held her hands comfortingly.
Angela felt her concern, turned her head and forced a smile: "It's okay, Annie, thank you, thank you—" She looked at Alizee again, "Thank you Lily."
The atmosphere in the room finally improved a lot, but the three girls didn't speak any more, and just watched TV quietly.
The award ceremony continued on the screen, and the awards were handed out one by one. Although "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" has won many nominations, and it has also caused a lot of Chinese fever in Los Angeles, Li Wen has even become the first Chinese singer to sing at the Oscars, but he is basically the same in important awards. Complete defeat.
As for "A Beautiful Mind", the best adaptation award fell into Angela's pocket without any suspense, and Russell also won the best actor because of it - yes, Russell won the best actor because of "A Beautiful Mind" Not Ridley's Gladiator. What this means is already obvious to many people who are familiar with the rules.
"Obviously, they think it's better for me to be patient." Angela heard the announcement on the TV as soon as she finished speaking: "The best director winner is Steven Soderbergh for "Drug Network"!"