Night is gradually falling in the southern hemisphere, because it has been very smooth recently, only the progress is not satisfactory, and the factors affecting the progress cannot be solved in one or two days, so Peter took everyone's leave to hold a party.
"Oh, Viggo, it's nice to see you again," Liv raised a glass to Viggo Mortensen, who had just gotten off the plane and didn't even have the jet lag, "Frankly speaking, You look much better than you were a few months ago."
"It's not fair for me to say that, that's what Peter and the makeup artist asked." Vigo, who had a clean shaved chin and short hair and a casual dress, shrugged very gentlely, "However, you are as beautiful as ever, Liv. "
"Thank you." Liv smiled, basically, every woman was happy and liked those words that complimented herself. But she immediately changed the subject: "By the way, did you see Anji?"
"Angie?" Vigo thought for a while, then turned around and looked into the corner. "It should be at the floor-to-ceiling window. I said hello to her before. However, she doesn't seem to be in a good mood."
"Probably because of work issues, Anji is a workaholic sometimes." Liv chuckled, but there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in the smile. After waving her goodbye to Vigo, she looked for the past in the direction pointed out by the other party.
It didn't take long for Liv to find Angela. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and stared blankly at the night scene outside, as if she had been standing for a long time, and there was no one around. For some reason, her back gave Liv a feeling of loneliness and pity, which made people want to hug her and give her warmth.
"It looks like you're not very happy," Liv walked to her side, "what are you thinking?"
Angela raised her head to look at Liv and forced a smile: "It's nothing, it's just not in a good mood."
"There's always a reason, right?" Liv blinked, "No one is in a bad mood for no reason."
"Liv..." Angela whispered softly and didn't say any more. She turned her head and continued to stare at the night scene outside. Liv bit her lip and immediately felt dissatisfaction in her heart, but her frowning brows relaxed again, a wicked smile flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly reached out and pulled Angela into the dance floor before she could recover. .
Just at this moment, the rhythmic and intense music sounded, and Liv immediately jumped with Angela, no need for routines or skills, just like venting. Although Angela gritted her teeth with reluctance on her face, Liv held her tightly and wouldn't let go; secondly, after they started dancing, the others gave space and beat the beat for them. So she could only beat with Liv's rhythm, and Liv saw this, so she sped up her movements like a prank and even pulled Angela into a circle. The already lively party atmosphere became even more lively.
"You know, you looked really funny back then, everyone would laugh out loud, so you can't blame me." With giggling voices, the two figures pushed open the door and stumbled into the hotel room .
"What do you mean I can't blame you! If you didn't force me to dance, how could I make a fool of myself?!" Angela complained repeatedly, but looking at her smiling face, the previous depression seemed to have been swept away.
"That's a shame, didn't you see everyone cheering for you?" Liv sat on the sofa with a big laugh, and at the same time stretched out her hands and hooked her fingers on both sides of her head, putting quotation marks on her words.
"It's fortunate that I didn't wear a skirt, otherwise I might have disappeared. That kind of feeling is not very good." Angela sat down beside Liv, still muttering dissatisfied.
"Come on, you've already said that you never wear a skirt unless it's necessary, so don't try to use that kind of assumption to go to my head!" Liv leaned on Angela's body abruptly, and asked for the crime said in a tone of voice.
"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have danced such an ugly dance! I didn't know how to dance and I was still jumping around, oh, it's embarrassing to think about." Angela folded her arms, wrinkled. He raised his brows and pretended to be angry, "No one can ever force me to dance, Liv, be careful you have to pay for it!"
Liv stared at her for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing. Angela couldn't help rubbing her face strangely, and couldn't help asking, "What's so funny."
However, Liv kept laughing and didn't speak until Angela got a little angry, and then she quickly waved her hand: "It's really amazing, Angie, now you and you in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows are completely two people."
Her eyes were still curved like crescent moons: "It's strange, your temperament has not changed, but why do you feel this way? You were so weak before that you seemed to have a grievance that you couldn't say, but just now you seemed to be Very strong, like... just like you who drank whiskey that day!"
Angela couldn't help laughing bitterly when she heard "weakness" and "grievance", but she was immediately attracted by the word "whiskey": "Me who drank whiskey? What does that look like?"
"This..." Liv tilted her head to think for a moment, and suddenly showed a look of embarrassment.
"Tell me, don't always hide it!" Angela, who had a panoramic view of her expression, immediately urged.
"...Anyway, it's... very strong, giving people a sense of oppression," recalling Pa Liv and pouting her mouth, she seemed very dissatisfied with Angela at that time, but there was a hint of aftertaste in her eyes, "You pressed me against the wall. Come on, lift my chin and say to me in a declarative tone... I'm yours?! I'm very angry, obviously the guy who ravaged me, not only spoke to me in that tone, but also made me unable to resist! Then you threw me on the bed... hell! Why am I saying this?!"
Liv scratched her head, then looked at Angela suspiciously: "You keep saying you don't remember that night, but how could you not remember? It's just a glass of whisky?"
Angela, who had returned to the seedlings, showed a wry smile: "I don't know, Liv."
After a pause, she suddenly asked in a low voice like a joke: "It's not me that you fell in love with, right?"
"That you?" Liv blinked and suddenly smiled, "That seems to be okay, but..."
She leaned over and blew a breath in Angela's ear, and said ambiguous: "Now Anji is also what I like. That kind of incomprehensible feeling is the most charming."
The room suddenly fell silent. Liv's blue eyes stared at Angela's emerald green eyes without blinking. After a few seconds, she slowly lowered her head and wanted to kiss the girl's lips. Angela didn't move. She narrowed her eyes and seemed to stop thinking. When Liv was about to kiss her, she leaned back in surprise: "Don't do this, Liv!"
Liv, who originally wanted to hug her, suddenly stopped and stared at Angela. The smile gradually faded, replaced by a complex face. Angela lowered her head with some guilt, and murmured, "Don't do this, Liv, please."
"Why?!" Liv suddenly raised her voice and stared at Angela angrily: "Yes, I promised you, but do you think I am willing to promise?! Have you ever thought about how I feel? You thought I saw Are you happy going back to the hotel with Jesse? I said I can play fair, but your response to me is to wait?!"
Angela's face turned a lot whiter, she opened her mouth with difficulty but said nothing. After a long while, she suddenly closed her eyes, opened them again, and took a deep breath with determination: "Do you want to know the answer, Liv? It's very hard to hear. Although I originally wanted to wait until next month, I really can't help it. I just told you, but now…”
The girl was smiling bitterly, while Liv, who was staring at her, was filled with doubts and unease amid her anger.
"It's a long story, but before that, I want to say, I have three lovers now, and you all know..."
The Sky left Wellington and flew east, and Angela temporarily came to post-production on The Lord of the Rings. Yes, for the time being, the latter two won't be released until next year and the year after, so it's impossible to get everything done at once.
But the time was slightly extended by a few days, because Peter's requirements were very strict - fortunately, at least he is not a tyrant like Cameron. Angela didn't care, anyway, the premiere of "My Good Girl is a Star" was on the weekend, and she had reserved time before coming. This is actually not bad. Elijah Wood and Sir Ian McKellen and others just came to Wellington in a few days, plus Vigo, so the Fellowship of the Ring team reorganized before Angela left, but it was worth it commemorate.
"You seem to be in a much better mood than before you came here, so can you talk about the next itinerary now?" After the plane stabilized, Maeves sat down in front of her as she had come.
Angela frowned, and finally just sighed in her heart: "No, it's up to you to arrange, I will cooperate, as long as it's not too much."
Mavis raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. Angela's answer was obviously beyond her expectations, so she unconsciously asked, "Are you sure, Miss Angela?"
"I don't think there is a problem with your hearing, Miss Mavis." Angela suddenly showed a sullen look.
Mavis, who was a little remorseful for her slip of the tongue, could not help but narrow her eyes when she heard Angela's words, then she stood up and said coldly, "Okay, I see, Miss Angela."
After the female detective left, Angela pinched the bridge of her nose and leaned her head up on the seat. Feeling better than before? She laughed at herself, thinking that Liv had hardly spoken to her in the past few days, and she would quickly look away when she glanced at her every once in a while.
She must hate me now. Angela thought so with a wry smile, there were times when she thought she saw contempt in Liv's eyes. However, there is a feeling of letting go of the big stone in my heart. Although my parents, Annie and Lily know their own affairs, they are my elders, and they will not say much in this regard because of their habit; while Annie and Lily are in the They are a little embarrassed in their identities, and they have always tried their best to keep themselves out of it.
Only Liv, between friends and lovers, Angela herself admits that she has no feelings for her at all. That night, after explaining her feelings with Kate, Jesse, and Nat, she left the hotel room and saw Liv buried her head between her arms before closing the door.
I just hope she doesn't hate me, I don't want to be hated by her... I don't want to be... Angela closed her eyes. Perhaps because she finally confided the truth to others, her head suddenly became a lot brighter. Maybe the first thing to do is figure out how much they know, whether it's Kate or Jessica or Nat maybe not so sure. For example, Nat, with Angela's understanding of her, if she really knew all about her, she would never give herself a good look.
So... as long as you know how much they know, you can come up with a countermeasure! Angela opened her eyes abruptly and sat up straight, just now there is a chance!
"To be honest, I didn't expect you to attend the premiere in person, George." The girl pulled her scarf and said to George Wells in front of her with a smile.
"Miss Genius is here. It's not a big deal for me to come here." George said complimentingly, "You are as beautiful as ever, Angie."
"Thank you," Angela raised her eyebrows, "I haven't seen you arrange the movie for the summer because of me."
"I know that the box office of Legally Blonde has almost reached 40 million. Movies related to Miss Genius are always a guarantee of quality and box office." George smiled and spread his hands. "But you should also understand that although I am working in the head office now, I can arrange schedules but I am not in charge."
Of course Angela knew that she was only joking, because she knew very well the purpose of George's presence here. Sure enough, before he could speak again, George continued: "I heard that her negotiation with the record company was not going well. Do you know what happened?"
"Well..." Angela squeezed her chin, thinking about the rhetoric in her heart. Admittedly, this trick is old-fashioned, but it works, after all, it was George who encouraged her to act in movies and George who encouraged her to make records.
"Actually it's nothing, they're very good conditions, I'm very grateful. But you know, I've spent all my energy on movies lately, and fans have complained that I haven't played a role for several years in a row, and they can only play in the past. I’m going to play a role in Florida in a few weeks. With the addition of directing my new film this summer, I’m afraid I won’t have much time to do music this year.” Angela spread her hands.
Although she is musically lazy, the record company eventually hopes to keep her signed. After all, this is a brand name, and it can write lyrics, compose music, and produce it. Besides, several of its popular singers have a lot to do with her.
"I think they should have made enough concessions in this regard?" George raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, I will never deny this. Frankly speaking, any singer will sign this contract without hesitation, but..." Angela thought for a while, then suddenly changed the subject: "Do you know MP3? , George?"
"MP3? Of course, not long ago, several major record companies filed lawsuits against several music sites." George nodded, "What? Is there a problem?"
"Downloading MP3-style music from the Internet is unstoppable. Even if you deliberately rely on lawsuits to combat piracy, this model has been accepted by people. So it has already had an impact on the traditional record industry, and I believe it will not be long before you pay to download songs. The pattern of slaughtering will appear, and the record industry will have to make adjustments, and I just want to sit back and watch until the dust settles." Angela said with a smile, and followed her to pat George on the shoulder: "Okay. , I'm going over to find my friend. I can assure you I'll consider signing with you, don't worry."
Before George came back to his senses, Angela quickly slipped into the crowd. Having said so much, it is mainly to fool George. At most, she will release singles or EPs to keep her popularity this year, and the record company still considers commercial interests. Of course, the guarantee of signing with Disney is not empty words, after all, everyone is acquaintances.
Passing through the crowd talking in twos and threes, Angela quickly saw the person she was looking for. Lindsay looked very beautiful in a goose yellow tube top dress. She was about 5 feet tall and did not look like a 14-year-old girl at all. Her long reddish brown hair was permed into big waves and hung down from her shoulders, which looked very feminine. The freckles on her face made her feel innocent and cute again.
At this moment, she was holding Liam Neeson's arm and listening to him chatting with others with great interest. Next to Liam's almost 6-foot-4 height, Lindsay looked very special, as if that was hers Father.
"Hi, Mr. Liam, it's nice to see you here." Angela stepped forward and stretched out her hand with a smile.
"Me too, Miss Angela, it's been a long time since you're still so beautiful." Liam smiled and shook hands with her.
Lindsay next to him suddenly flashed a surprise in her eyes when she discovered Angela, but then she showed a look of fear and embarrassment. Of course, it was impossible for her to escape to another place in such a place, so instead of jumping over and hugging Angela like before, she coughed dryly and stretched out like others and said politely, "Nice to meet you, Angie. Miss La."
It's just that Lindsay wasn't very good at this, with her chin raised high and her breasts sticking forward, looking more like a proud little cock. Angela stretched out her hand with a smile and raised her eyebrows slightly at her: Are you done
Lindsay, who was holding hands with her, stuck her tongue out secretly in shame: Sorry, not yet.
Angela withdrew her hand calmly, continued to smile and said to Liam: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liam, I really wanted to go to the studio to visit the class, but unfortunately I didn't have much time at the time, I hope Lindsay wasn't there. cause you trouble."
"How could that be," Liam laughed, "Lindsay is one of the most talented girls I've ever met. She's smart and studious, and she's a natural performer."
"Of course." Hearing "Father"'s compliment, Lindsay puffed out her chest again.
"Confidence is a good thing, but too much self-confidence can turn into pride, dear." Angela said, brushing Lindsay's sideburns, pinching her hands hard as it slid across her cheek.