"No no no, Dad, please, there will be no problem with Buck and Wild around, they've always done a great job, haven't they?" Angela walked around in front of the window with a phone in her hand. , "I can get some more bodyguards if you're worried, like... how about a retired Marine?"
She smiled wryly and reached out and tapped on her head: "Okay, I'm joking, but... I don't want to be surrounded by a bunch of FBI everywhere, Dad, I feel more like being watched and controlled than Protected... Grandpa? Oh, no, this... I know... but... I didn't frown!"
After screaming a little frantically, Angela realized her gaffe and cleared her throat: "Sorry, Dad, I'm a little excited... Thank you, but... Okay, so be it... By the way, they want How long to 'protect' me like this? A year or even a year and a half?! God, that's too long! Dad, can you... Of course I know this isn't a movie... Well, it's all up to you... Change, Change it all! That's it! Thank you, Dad!"
Angela, who slammed the phone cover closed, his chest heaved several times before calming down, turned his head and said to Sparrow sitting on the single sofa in an annoyed and troubled tone: "It's great, Jack. , a nice gift."
"You have to understand, Angie." Sparrow shrugged and spread his hands.
"Of course, of course I understand, for my own safety. But... From now on, there will be two more inexplicable people around me. Not only will they follow me every day, but one of them will live in the same room with me when necessary!" Angela was annoyed The chatter continued, "When you go to various gatherings, you must report in advance so that they can arrange staff. All cars must be replaced with bulletproof ones, and you can't drive a convertible sports car..."
"But you hardly drive a convertible," Sparrow reminded kindly.
"But at least I have the right to choose!" Angela put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows, "They just let me wear bulletproof vests wherever I go, oh, preferably the kind of bulletproof vests! The whole person is wrapped in it and no one can take it away!"
Sparrow had to put down the teacup he had just brought to his mouth, hesitated for a few seconds, made an apologetic gesture, and quickly slipped out. Angela didn't stop it, she knew that it was useless to complain to Sparrow, no matter what, some things could not be changed. But she still couldn't help but want to nag a few words about it.
I hate the FBI! After the room was quiet, Angela muttered in her heart, and she couldn't explain why she hated it. Angela knew that the real federal agents were completely different from the ones in the movies, but she always resisted being protected by the other party, maybe because she didn't like politics
Of course, Angela may be more worried that they will eavesdrop on their phones, flip through their letters at will, and so on. There was a feeling of being watched like I told my father before, even if the other party did it in the name of protection. Another point is that Angela has her own secrets. Although the bodyguards may already know something more or less, they are all obliged to keep it secret for the employer, and these are written in the contract. But these FBI agents are hard to say. Of course, they will definitely swear that they will keep secrets and respect personal privacy, but God knows if they will secretly publish some gossip on the Internet after ten days and a half months? Well, even if they won't do it, but there is no non-disclosure agreement that can bind them, maybe they will inadvertently say something, and then pass it ten, ten, one hundred...
Angela suddenly felt that she was thinking too much. Even if such a situation might occur, it should only happen after the protection of her was ended. Besides... And she couldn't refuse, right
Which idiot terrorist came up with an idiot plan? Can a country's culture be destroyed by kidnapping a few celebrities? The girl couldn't help but curse in her stomach. She felt a sudden movement in her heart, as if something was about to run out of a corner she hadn't noticed before, but when she tried to grab it and pull it in front of her to see it clearly, it disappeared immediately.
what happened? Angela rubbed her temples and wanted to continue searching in her mind, but she couldn't find it. Strange, why is there such a strong feeling of forgetting something? And... this thing seems serious? The girl thought hard.
This kind of feeling is no stranger to Angela, and similar situations have occurred before, but it has never been as strong as it is today.
In her experience, there is only one possibility that she may have forgotten something important that she "used to" remember.
However, when I encountered such a situation before, I could always recall it if I thought about it, but now I can't find any clues no matter how much I search. Is it because I am too old? Angela frowned, tapped her head, and then laughed scornfully.
This is normal, although the memory doesn't disappear but it becomes harder to remember over time. Angela said comfortingly in her heart. It's like when she finally remembers "When Happiness Comes Knocks," starring Will Smith and his son Jaden Smith, with only part of the canon.
If you want to recall it all, you have to happen to encounter a familiar scene or something. Fortunately, she had collected many useful things in the "treasure box" early, and recorded them in half Chinese, half English, and pictures that she only understood. It's just... So what is it that you can't remember? Angela fell into contemplation again.
"Angie, it's time to go, you still have to go to the old gentleman's house for dinner." At this moment, Annie suddenly broke in, and the girl suddenly woke up from her contemplation. She couldn't help but waved her hand on her head.
"What's wrong?" Annie asked strangely.
"Well... It's nothing, it's always..." Angela frowned and shrugged: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, I'll always think of it—it's time to go, are the two federal agents still there?"
"Yes, in the living room, Mr. Sparrow is with them." Annie nodded, then asked worriedly, "What happened?"
"This..." Angela hesitated and decided to tell the truth, "They said that someone might kidnap me, so they should protect me personally, and if I attend large-scale occasions, more staff will be arranged."
"Kidnapping?!" Annie was taken aback and grabbed Angela's arm abruptly, "Someone is going to kidnap you?!"
"Don't worry, Annie, don't worry," Angela reassured, "I'll be fine, they said they would protect me 24 hours a day, and Buckett and Wilder were around, they were professional bodyguards. "
Just talking about kidnapping makes me so nervous, if I talk about terrorists, I won't scream, right? The girl couldn't help but chuckle in her heart. But Annie didn't look relieved at all: "However, no matter how strict the defense is, there will be loopholes."
"I said, don't worry, those guys are not James Bond." Seeing her anxious look, Angela's heart filled with warmth, she held Annie's face and said seriously: "In fact, I am more I'm worried about you guys, you'll be very dangerous if someone breaks into the villa while I'm away, so I'll arrange for some security guards to come over as soon as possible. Be sure to take care of yourself and Lily, understand? Don't worry about me."
Perhaps her sedation infected Annie, and Annie finally calmed down: "Okay, I see."
"That's it, I have to go out." Angela left the room after kissing lightly on her forehead.
After returning to New York, Angela had dinner with her grandparents as usual. Of course, Angela had to discuss the matter of personal protection with her grandfather after the meal. Unfortunately, the always talkative grandfather refused to give in on this matter. The detective was always by his side—if Angela was in the bathroom, Ms. Maeves would have to sit outside.
Angela would never agree to this request anyway. Think of the female detective who sat beside her instead of Sparrow. The expressionless look on the road is enough. If she stays close to her at all times, it will really make people feel uncomfortable. madly. Therefore, Angela could only obediently accept the arrangement of her family in the end.
"You have to understand, Chris, everyone cares about you." Grandma said to her when she left the villa, "No one wants you to have an accident. You are not afraid but it does not mean that your family is not afraid."
"Okay, grandma," Angela whispered, hugging grandma gently, "I don't complain anymore."
Since it can't be changed, then accept it, Angela, who doesn't live at her grandfather's house, thought so when she returned to the hotel. To be honest, she was a little surprised herself. Ever since she was told that she might be kidnapped, she had never been afraid. There is no sense of worry at all, which is so strange.
When did my nerves get so thick? Angela is puzzled, or has her brain burned out after watching a movie? What's more interesting is that not only do you not worry about the vagueness, but you can also perceive that there is a little obvious excitement? !
It looks like my brain is really burning out. This was Angela's last thought before falling asleep.
The premiere on the second day has everything that should be there, although because the summer vacation file will be reserved for a big investment like "The Mummy 2", a small investment of about 20 million such as "Legal and Politics" can only be released at this time. But Pixar didn't skimp on that publicity expense. Who let the screenwriter and producer hang the name of Miss Genius, and the heroine is her closest "friend".
Ignoring the shouts of "Miss Angela", "Miss Angela" and the sound of taking pictures, Angela and Jessica walked into the theater hand in hand.
"That's not good?" Jessica glanced at the far away theater door, "You don't answer any questions, and you are holding hands with me so affectionately, so you don't have to worry about what will be written in tomorrow's newspaper. ?"
Even so, there was a hint of cunning in his brown eyes. Angela didn't say anything, just shrugged: "Who said I didn't answer the question, although the answer was a bit vague, but I did answer it after all, didn't I? As for this—"
She grabbed Jessica's hand and raised it: "Even without this, the reporter will not be merciful."
At least there are people who are still there. Looking at Jessica's flowery smile, Angela thought silently.
"We have four groups of people at the four corners, please stay within their field of vision." Mavis, who was wearing a black thin-shouldered dress, came over and said to Angela.
It's just the premiere, need that? Angela wanted to ask such a question, but looking at Mavis, who had a stern face, she swallowed the words that were on her lips. This woman is too egoistic. Take this dress as an example. If Angela hadn't followed her repeatedly to attend the premiere, she would have simply come here wearing a women's suit.
In addition to the fact that it doesn't match her own body, it will not look good when walking together, and the more important reason is that what Angela wants most is to wear women's suits and trousers to attend such occasions. It's a pity that for many reasons, she had to give up this idea and wear an off-the-shoulder dress instead. In this case, of course, you can't allow another person to dangle in front of him wearing a women's suit.
It's just that Mavis is not easy to convince at all. If it's not a big problem with what she wears and the task, even if Angela wears her tongue, she won't change a little bit! so…
"Okay, I see." Angela nodded without saying a word. Although she had only been in contact with her for a little over a day, she disliked this woman very much. To be honest, if she didn't want to maintain her demeanor, Angela really wanted to ask: How much do I owe you, miss
"Your new bodyguard? It doesn't look like she's very friendly." Jessica asked in a low voice, looking at Meiweis who stepped aside to keep a certain distance from Angela.
"Hmm... That's right." Angela replied after thinking about it.
She wasn't sure if she was going to tell Jessica about the kidnapping, it was one thing to not want her to worry, and it was also a dilemma - tell Jess, should you tell Kate? Do you want to tell Nat? If they appeared in front of me at the same time because they were worried, what should I say and do
"What do you want so many bodyguards for? And according to what she just said, there seem to be many more?" Jessica continued to ask.
"Well, those are temporary..." Angela was thinking, when her hand suddenly tightened. It turned out that Jessica suddenly squeezed hard. She bit her lip and looked at herself, a complex voice flashed in her eyes, and after a while she whispered, "What's the matter... can't you tell me?"
Angela's heart trembled slightly, although she knew that Jessie had no other intentions, but it sounded different to her.
"I'll tell you later, okay?" Angela said.
Angela and Jessica separated after crossing the promenade and entering the theater. Before the movie started, there was a long chat or something, which was also part of communication.
Many people attended the premiere, columnists from various magazines, or film critics, as well as actors and directors with good relationships in the entertainment industry. There are those who Angela is familiar with and those who are not very familiar. However, unfamiliarity is not necessarily a bad thing, and familiarity is not necessarily a good thing.
"It's really enviable to see how you kiss me and me," Liv whispered in Angela's ear, and before she rolled her eyes, she raised her fingers and shook her secretly, "Don't worry, I know, there's still more than a month left. ."
Angela sighed, facing this "culprit" at the beginning, she really didn't know what to say, she could only talk about his body: "Sorry, please let me, I have to let them see me."
"They? Who?" Liv looked around, but unfortunately, even though she saw some people patrolling around with headphones, she still didn't have too many associations, and finally looked at Angela with anger: "Don't think about it topic."
Angela smiled bitterly, spread her hands after a long breath: "I still don't understand, why do you just..."
"Stalking you?" Liv raised her eyebrows, "Because I want to!"
She raised the corners of her mouth with a little smugness: "I like you, Angie, that's all. I just want to fight for it once. If I like someone and don't dare to fight for it, then what's the use?"
"What if you like three people at the same time?" Angela asked mysteriously.
Fortunately, because she kept her voice low, Liv didn't hear: "What?"
"No, it's nothing," Angela shook her head quickly, "Okay, the movie is about to start, I have to go to my place. There's still a month, right?"
"I'll count, my dear." Liv waved her hand carelessly, watching Angela walk to the front row and sit with Jessica before she involuntarily frowned slightly.
The plot of Legally Blonde is relatively simple, but the director handles it quite well, and it looks smooth and comfortable. Coupled with the interesting dialogue and the plot of the constant peaks and turns, it is quite outstanding as a commercial film. Jessica's performance is also very good. Although it is not satisfactory in some places, it captures the characteristics of Angela's re-adjusted heroine in the script. Few exclusive details and small movements make people laugh and nod their heads in praise.
"Look, everyone affirms your acting skills." Angela Pestle whispered encouragement in Jessica's ear after the subtitles were filled with warm applause.
"It's not just my acting skills, there are many more, such as the director's scheduling or other people's performances, as well as your story." Although Jessica said that, the corners of her mouth turned up to betray her inner activity.
"Don't be so arrogant, no matter how good the story is, without the interpretation of the director and actors, it's just a story on paper." Angela said and held Jessica's hand, "I'm arguing about what is most important. Not to mention, but there are indeed movies that are completely supported by one actor, such as the "Boys Don't Cry" that won Hilary Swank for best actress. Although my Jesse is still not up to that. This level doesn't prevent her from working hard in that direction, does it?"
"Of course!" The corners of Jessica's mouth became more isolated, and her bright smile became more and more charming.
Angela couldn't help but raised the corners of her mouth and said in a low voice, "Will you come to my room tonight?"