"What did you think of?" Although Angela trembled slightly in her heart, she still maintained a smile on the surface, nothing changed, and even a hint of ridicule in her tone.
"When you came to my house, you were always with Kate, no exception." Rowling looked at her and said seriously.
The corner of Angela's mouth couldn't help twitching, and the wound that had not healed was torn apart in a split second.
"Really? It's not unusual for her to come to your house alone." The girl still tried her best to remain calm.
"I'm talking about you, understand, Angie?" Rowling looked into Angela's eyes and sighed softly.
"Then it's not an exception now?" Angela shrugged and tilted her head slightly, "When there are always exceptions to everything, you can't make a fuss just because you see an exception to something you're used to, right? "
"Then why do you always look unhappy when you are alone." Rowling stared at Angela and asked, as if she had to tell the truth.
"Your observation is quite careful." Angela said to him left and right.
"I'm a novelist. Although I'm not as keen as someone from a professional background, I still have some power of observation." Rowling said casually with her arms folded.
The girl finally put her head back and looked at the magic mother for a long time before she said: "I'm so depressed because something happened before that aroused my negative emotions, Willie and Ike got their first a horse."
"why?"
"They were the same age when I got my first horse, it was a snow-white foal. Yes, it's Windsor, you've seen it. We grew up together, so to speak, and I really enjoyed riding it. With the feeling of running through the woods in the wilderness on its back, it, Hulu and Bobby are my best animal friends in London." Angela seemed to have really fallen into memory, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she spoke.
But within a few seconds the smile disappeared, replaced by a touch of sadness: "But just last year, he died. Horses live on average only 20 years, English thoroughbreds even less. Although Windsor is well cared for. Well, he lived a long time longer than his partner who was born at the same time, but he still couldn't escape the laws of nature. Moreover, Hulu and Bobby died before it died, and the dog's lifespan is also not long. Although the grandfather's manor There are other dogs that are nice or cute or mighty, and although I have new horses, I can't help but think about them... a bit uncomfortable."
"I'm sorry, Angie," Rowling whispered as she took her hand.
"It doesn't matter, I just... Some things seem to leave you sooner or later. When you want to save and keep them, you are always interrupted again and again, which makes people feel at a loss." Angela murmured.
Rowling blinked her eyes, as if she didn't understand anything but as if she understood something, she held Angie's hand and used it gently: "Tomorrow night I will prepare a small party at home to celebrate Chris's promise to stay. down to make
The third Harry Potter movie, I think you'll be there, right? "
"Of course," returned Angela with a smile, "I don't think you would mind adding two more noisy brats?"
"They were already on the list." Magical Mom shrugged, "Okay, I'll go and invite Chris first."
She patted Angela's arm with a smile, and took a deep look at her before Rowling turned around and left. It was not until the back of the magic mother disappeared from sight that the girl was completely relieved, and she put her hand on her heart and rubbed her teeth lightly.
By the end of August, all the shots Angela needed were completed, and the overall reshoots of "The Lord of the Rings" were almost coming to an end. Peter, who was basically relaxed, planned to have a party to celebrate, but Angela declined.
When I was walking around with Xia Xia and my younger brother and sister, I was very careful, but when I went to the studio, the paparazzi in the United Kingdom still found the whereabouts, so I was blinded by the flash when I came out of Rowling's house.
Then, of course, news like "Miss Angels partying" or "Angela leaves Rowling's house drunk" flooded the tabloids. God knows, she wasn't drinking at all, and that photo was just trying to reach out to block the flash, but the eyelids were drooping and the angle of the shot was just right, so it looked like she was drinking too much. But the tabloids don't care so much. What they want is news that can attract attention. There is no need to say how high Angela's news value is.
The next itinerary was naturally interrupted. In order to prevent her younger siblings from being harassed or causing trouble to her grandfather, Angela had to stay in the hotel alone. Anyway, she still had to think about some issues. But even so, those paparazzi are still outside every day, even if she goes out for a few minutes, she will be photographed by the other party, and then N topics will appear in the newspaper the next day.
Especially the "Sun", even if it had suffered two or three losses on Angela, it still jumped up and down and screamed. Of course, they were much smarter this time, using a lot of words like "doubt", "maybe", "maybe", etc., and they never involved the people around her, making Angela, who couldn't grasp the handle, itch with hatred. .
Fortunately, the situation has improved somewhat since she returned to the production of The Lord of the Rings in Northumberland. Fatty Peter is very good at dealing with the media. Just like in New Zealand a few years ago, he shut out all those reporters who came to inquire. Even though the British paparazzi are much more skilled, Peter is different now. The release of The Lord of the Rings has risen with the tide, and the words have become more weighty. In one sentence, everyone in the crew was instructed to chase and block these annoying guys.
But even so, there are still blurry photos of "Legras" published in the tabloids from time to time. After all, the location is not a forest, a river, a mountain, or a valley. It is definitely impossible to shoot in such a place with complete secrecy. So Angela declined the invitation to Peter's party and flew back to Los Angeles the day after filming ended.
"At least in Los Angeles, the paparazzi will not be so arrogant." The girl once complained to her personal assistant and agent. But paparazzi is only one of the reasons why she went back to Los Angeles. She came to the UK mainly to relax herself by relaxing. Unfortunately, Rowling used her actions to tell her that some things cannot be avoided no matter where she goes.
That being the case, it's alright to use work to distract yourself, right? Angela stared at the screen, gritted her teeth and thought so. Having survived the heart-piercing pain at the beginning did not mean that she could face her wounds. Besides, she could survive through it... Thinking of this, Angela couldn't bear it. Zhan smiled bitterly, then pulled his hand back from the keyboard and rubbed it on his temples.
At this moment, a green ball bounced a few times and rolled to his feet, followed by Avril dressed in a refreshing dress with a ponytail running over: "Hey, Angie, when are you going to sit here?"
She picked up the tennis ball and threw it in her hands. She looked so free and easy with a smile on her face, and her fitted women's tennis clothes vaguely revealed seductive curves. Especially the hot pants she put on because she didn't like wearing skirts left her beautiful legs full of youthfulness almost completely exposed, which was very attractive.
"You know, I have something to do, Vivi." Angela sighed lightly, stretched her back after emptying her head, leaned on the chair with one hand on her cheek, and squinted her eyes in the sunlight to look up and down at Avril.
Avril, who was still smiling just now, suddenly had a strange look on her face. After coughing dryly, she said, "You've already graduated. Are you still so busy? It's not like you're preparing for a new album."
Angela's heart skipped a beat, this look had appeared on Wei Wei's face several times, and every time she was looking at her. Looking back, she also resisted a few times when the fight was too intimate. Could it be... But... Angela turned her attention to the tennis court, and Lindsay was waving her hands: "Hey, Vivi, hurry up, Don't be fooled, I'm going to win this time!"
"You just want me to release a new album?" the girl asked jokingly, suppressing her doubts.
"Of course, I've gone crazy thinking about defeating you, but you just don't take it." Avril raised her fist and waved it confidently, her previous expression was immediately thrown into the clouds.
"Come on, I've already lost." Angela shrugged, "You know, almost all critics agree that I'm no longer suitable to stay in the music world. And you have occupied the highest point of pop music, think I want to see how Brit and Kristin and you release this year, even if Lindsay is making her own in the music scene."
"But they also think it's because you never focused on music, and a lot of people have been waiting for your new song, and you wrote the hit songs on our new album!" Avril said. He said angrily with envy, "I don't plan to invite you to sing again from next year. Sooner or later, I will also cover the lyrics and songs of my own album like you."
"If I release a new album now, I might not be able to cover all the lyrics." Angela smiled, "So you don't have to be so persistent, Vivi, you've done enough now."
Since Avril released her first album, her popularity has never declined. The title of Little Rock Witch is not for nothing. In addition, the punk dress is cool and decadent and full of vitality at the same time, and the temperament is so contradictory and unified, so that her popularity is by no means lost to the two of the C&B group.
Speaking of which, although the C&B group is also quite popular, the most popular girl group in the world has been wearing it on the head for several years, and every time they appear, they will scream in exchange, but 1+1 has never been equal to 2.
Actually that's pretty good. Angela doesn't think there's anything wrong with making Britney and Christina a combination. Yes, they are indeed not as dazzling as developing separately, but at least Britney will not shave her head and abuse herself because of the huge pressure, and Christina does not need to rely on nudity and other words and deeds to gain attention.
Angela could see that although the two of them were noisy at all times, they still cared about each other very much.
Is this gay love? A thought suddenly burst into my mind.
"Okay, let's not talk about this issue, let's come over and play two games, just relax." Avril waved her hand at this time, and no longer bothered about the topic of music.
Angela, who recovered, pinched the bridge of her nose, and the sudden thought made her a little upset. In addition, the script that was being written still had the problem that the cause could not be found, so the girl simply stood up: "Okay."
"Ha, is Angie finally going to end? Let's see how I clean up you!" Lindsay immediately listened with excitement when she saw Angela who was about to go in and change clothes. She is almost 5 feet tall, and her figure has become uneven. She is full of youthful vitality against the backdrop of women's tennis clothes, but there is some baby fat on her face, which makes this vitality and cuteness.
"Come here, Lindsay." Angela directly ignored her provocation and hooked her fingers as she walked, "You get off, I am on."
"Why?!" Lindsay pouted and followed Angela into the locker room angrily.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll knock you out?" She rolled her eyes and said suddenly.
Seeing that Angela, who was changing clothes, didn't pay attention to her intentions, Lindsay said with more jealousy: "Don't worry, I will show mercy, after all, this is the first time that Weiwei and I have come to your new home. To be honest, the main building of your villa is much smaller than Mr. Jared's, but it gives people a very comfortable feeling, maybe because the garden and other facilities take up a large area? When will I buy such a set The manor house is ready…”
"You can shut up." After putting on a women's tennis suit that was different from Avril's hot pants and Lindsay's skirt, Angela turned her head and said viciously. He followed her a few steps to Lindsay, grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the wall: "Did you say something to Vivi?"
Lindsay suddenly showed a terrified look and couldn't say anything. She looked timid like a little white rabbit under the claws of a big gray wolf, but just by turning her eyes around, she knew she was pretending, and she felt a little flat.
Some fiery Angela could not help grinding her teeth, and immediately grabbed her and pushed her down on the bench in the locker room. Lindsay, who was caught off guard, was turned over before she could resist, and she was slapped heavily on her buttocks.
"Hey, hey! You told me to shut up!" Lindsay screamed, but unfortunately it was too late, and Angela slapped her a dozen times before she stopped.
"Can you tell me now?" Angela shook her hand and asked with a sneer.
Lindsay, who was struggling from the clutches, hurriedly shrank back into the chair and curled up in a ball, stroking her buttocks like a frightened kitten: "I just told her that you were in a bad mood because you broke up with your female lover, I didn't Say your name, I swear!"
"This is the first time? Do you know how much trouble this will cause, Lindsay?!" Angela said angrily, "It makes Vivi feel uncomfortable—in fact, she already has this A slight reaction."
"How come, I don't feel that way." Lindsay muttered, seeing Angela staring at her angrily, she quickly raised her hand to explain: "I just want to help you, Angie, I know that I am in some I'm not as smart as you, but I don't want to see the two of you pretending to smile, but burying the pain in your heart, you can..."
"Stop! Don't say it!" Angela, whose face turned pale, called out a few times, and took a deep breath before she said weakly: "If... you really want to help me... don't mention anything, okay? ?"
When it was said that there was already a hint of pleading in her tone, Lindsay bit her lip and didn't speak any more. Finally, she sat up and hugged Angela. After a while, she said softly, "I'm sorry."
"That's it, as long as you... stay by my side," Angela hugged Lindsay tightly, then let go and forced a smile: "Okay, let's go out, otherwise Vivi should say I'm afraid She ran away."
As expected, as soon as the two came to the tennis court, Avril immediately waved the racket in her hand and asked loudly, "Hey, Angie, you dragged on for such a long time because you were afraid and wanted to run away, right?"
"Wait and see!" Angela replied in such a short way.
The next thing is naturally a fight between you and me. Although Avril played well, how could she be the opponent of Angela who often played tennis? Luckily it's just a game, not a competition, and it doesn't matter who wins or loses.
After playing a few rounds in turns, the three sat in the garden and had afternoon tea. Because of the relaxation of the mood, the conversation between each other has become more casual, chatting about music, gossip, embarrassing things about life, and those very individual fans. When it comes to fun places, the three of them can't help laughing.
But sometimes unexpected things happen.
"Really?" Angela, who looked at Avril in amazement, put down the cup in her hand and turned her eyes to Lindsay.
"Just hanging out with a few friends," Lindsay waved disapprovingly. "I carefully chose the nightclubs that big-name stars only go to. It's no big deal."
"Do you remember what you promised me, Lindsay?" Angela frowned.
"Of course, but I didn't go to those places of unknown origin." Lindsay pouted.
"Well, even if that's the case, how many times have you been there in a row?" Angela's tone suddenly took on a touch of anger, "I also said that you need to be restrained, don't forget how old you are."
"I'm 16 years old, Angie!" Lindsay was suddenly dissatisfied.
Avril hurriedly came out to smooth things out: "Okay, okay, this is just a trivial matter, and Lindsay is just a little excited. After all, "Hot Mom and Spice Girl" has a good box office, and she has been unanimously recognized by film critics. And before that, she basically Didn't go to a nightclub or drink in public."
Although the atmosphere eased, Angela and Lindsay were still staring at each other and felt a little unwilling to admit defeat, until Annie came over from the villa: "Angie, Willie, Ike, and Lulu are here. "