Around the end of March, Her Royal Highness returned to the Pixar film department with a high profile. Yes, that's right, Her Royal Highness, basically all the staff of the film department address Angela in private because she has no position in the film department but has the right to speak out! If nothing else, Pixar's stock fell several percent as soon as news of the injury spread, showing what she meant to Pixar.
In fact, Angela also knew that this title circulated within the film department, but unfortunately she knew that there was nothing to do. She didn't know who first called her that. It is said that it first came from the mouth of an escaping but capable editor, but the editor never admitted it under her "torture". In this case, Angela didn't pursue her further. Anyone who knew her knew that she generally didn't look like a big man except for being strict at work sometimes, let alone the image of a queen, so she didn't pay much attention to her.
However, when she returned to the film department after more than half a year of recuperation, she became somewhat worthy of her name.
"Look! Look here! How did you guys think of editing these two shots together? Not only does it lack impact, but the transition is also blunt. Can't you add an extra paragraph to it?!"
"Here! Here! And here! God, I thought you knew something about my style, but now it looks like you're just having fun! Are you serious about editing, Jim!"
"It's not a problem for a movie to have bugs. It's impossible for any work to be free of bugs, but if there are bugs everywhere and it's so obvious, will this be a good story? Will the audience like it?!"
"Start over! Re-edit! If I still can't satisfy me, I will definitely kill you!"
Such words echoed in the editing room with a violent atmosphere, making everyone bow their heads and dare not let the air out. Even after Angela left, this feeling still troubled them for a long time.
"Miss Angela... has it always been like this?" a new employee asked Jim timidly.
"Um... sometimes, but most of the time it's nice to talk," Jim waved his hand casually, "don't worry she's going to kill you, I bet she's something that happens every month. Come to be so irritable."
Even so, when he said the latter sentence, he still shrank his neck and looked back, making sure that Angela would not suddenly appear behind him before making a gesture for everyone to continue working. Even he looks like this, one can imagine how violent Angela has reached.
However, the staff in charge of the soundtrack didn’t think so, because in front of them was a serious Angela.
"This part is not bad, there is a bit of weirdness in the tension, but there is a little more electronic music." Angela said after listening to the soundtrack carefully, "Of course, the problem is not with you, I am not asking to clarify . I will make changes as soon as possible, and you should come up with your own opinions as soon as possible."
It can be seen that Jim's statement is not true, so what is the truth of the fact
"That's it, put these things here, and then leave me alone, don't let anyone disturb me." Back in the office, Angela's previous harshness and seriousness disappeared, replaced by It is a helpless exhaustion.
"What if there's something important?" Alizee asked after nodding her head.
"You can come in, it's better for the others." Angela sat down on the sofa and said a little disinterestedly, looking at Alizee, who was always indifferent, a burst of resentment suddenly surged in her heart.
"Do you like seeing me in this situation?" Angela couldn't help but said sarcastically.
Alizee, who had already reached the door, stopped, turned around and thought about it carefully, then nodded: "Yes."
Angela couldn't help but get angry. She originally said such a sentence only because she was in a irritable mood, and she regretted it as soon as she said it. What she didn't expect was that Alizee was so indifferent to herself, and the fire suddenly increased. .
Angela jumped up abruptly and hugged the unsuspecting Alizee from behind, then slammed her on the sofa with a cry, then pressed her on top of Alizee and held her face with a vicious look: " Are you happy? Are you proud? Do you really think I dare not do anything to you?!"
"I have to remind you, Angie," Alizee, who was pressed by her, didn't mean to struggle at all, "your panties are showing."
"Nonsense! How can I show my bottoms when I'm wearing pants! Don't try to divert my attention!"
"I'm telling the truth, even though you're wearing trousers without the zipper, it looks just right from my point of view."
Sharp screams suddenly sounded in the room, Angela jumped open and hurriedly pulled up the zipper, and then stared at Alizee with grievance and anger, her red eyes meant to kill someone.
"Don't worry, there's no one else on the way from the bathroom to the office." Alizee said as she sat up and sorted her clothes.
Angela suddenly collapsed and squatted on the ground with her mouth pouted. The aggrieved expression looked like she might cry at any time. Alizee didn't speak any more, shrugged her shoulders, got up and walked towards the door, until she put a hand on the doorknob before turning around again: "Actually, you don't need to be so anxious, anyway, everything has been spread out, Compromise is a matter of time."
After she finished speaking, she walked out Shi Shiran, and after the door closed, Angela jumped up again and threw her fists at the air. Such venting is meaningless, so she quickly stopped her childish behavior, sighed and returned to the seat behind the desk, picked up various documents and began to think about the post-production of "The Mist".
There are only two main tasks in the later stage of the new film, that is, editing and soundtracking. For the former, Angela had given up the power to let Jim and the others edit a version first, so that when she was discharged from the hospital, she could refer to the editing instead of starting over; When I encountered a bottleneck, I also took the time to write a lot. So, if it works at full speed, it can be done in a month or two.
However, judging from the previous situation, Angela seems to be very dissatisfied with Jim's editing. He didn't say that there is a problem with the soundtrack, probably because he had already done it himself, but is that really the case
Angela sighed, threw the document in her hand aside, leaned back, and sighed while leaning on the high-back chair. Although she always wanted to focus on the later stage, her mind was always divided into other places. Whenever she thought about the chaos during this period, her mood was very bad. In fact, Jim and their clips are still very good in some places, and Angela knows this, but she is in a really bad mood, so they become scapegoats.
It's really unnerving. Angela looked at the ceiling and murmured in her heart.
After she chased her out that day, Natalie didn't know where she was going, and she didn't answer the phone. In the end, she had to ask the bodyguard to drive the car to the outside of Natalie's rental villa and wait. This waited until the sun was about to set, and Natalie drove the car back to her small villa-according to herself, she went to the beach for an afternoon of wind.
Angela immediately went to entangle with the cheeky face. Natalie neither chased her away nor said anything else. Although she was allowed to enter the room, she was always lukewarm, and she often changed the topic during the conversation. Moving to another place made Angela smile bitterly and have a headache.
To make matters worse, the two of them were caught on camera by a hidden reporter at the beginning of the entanglement outside the villa. Fortunately, the headline of the newspaper the next day was "Angela and her friend Natalie quarrel" instead of "Angel." Miss is suspected to be living with Natalie", probably because in the group of photos she took, she was in a fit of rage and then went out of her way and then left unhappily.
Angela doesn't bother to care about this - in the current situation, even if the news that she and Natalie are living together, I'm afraid it won't be so much. Natalie, though lukewarm talking to her, does not allow her to spend the night in the villa.
"Okay, it's very late, you should go back too, there are still many people waiting for you at home." When she said this that day, although her tone was relaxed, her eyes clearly told Angela, If she dared to entangle again cheeky, she wouldn't mind carrying Angela to the door and kicked her ass hard.
Angela wanted to use force for a few minutes, of course, she wasn't that stupid yet, so she finally left in an honest and gloomy way. But Natalie was right, as soon as she got back to the villa, she was greeted with a grand welcome—well, it was mainly Kayla and Avril who were making a fuss, and then Liv to help, although Kate, Jessica, and Scarlett didn’t Mixed, but couldn't help but secretly smiled, so Angela couldn't have a fire even if she had a fire in her heart, not to mention—
"Yes, I admit, I said that at first to give Nat a good look. I also admit that I was jealous of her to some extent - of course, why there is such a mentality is not discussed in detail. I just want to say that it doesn't mean it's always been there at the beginning, the happy feeling in my heart when I said that sentence is definitely not because I beat Nat, I don't want to leave you, Angie." When I was alone Kayla said this to Angela, she stopped her flat chest and looked at her with her hands on her hips, her expression was serious and her eyes were not even blinking. Just biting her lip and her slightly resentful eyes clearly told the other party that she was not so open-minded.
"Of course, I'm not so willing, no one likes to share their lover with others, but... you are so nasty!" Kayla also knew her state of mind, so she said it without hesitation, "If... When I met you on the set of Star Wars, I knew you were going to be like this, and I would definitely slap you in the face without hesitation, but now... never get rid of me!"
"There's nothing wrong with this, everyone got what they wanted, but it's not very complete," Liv shrugged indifferently in the face of Angela's question, "Although she is angry, dissatisfied, and unwilling, there is nothing else. The solution, isn't it? My mom used to tell me that fairness is always relative."
Your mother always says to you? You are not Forrest Gump! The depressed Angela wanted to ask her that, but Liv's next sentence immediately choked her to death. Li Guan blinked her eyes in confusion, and then asked in a puzzled tone: "After all, you should be the happiest, why are you still asking me such a question?"
"Since everyone is like this, why should I make an exception?" Avril's answer was not the same, but although she pretended to be following the crowd, the coursing and tenderness between her brows betrayed her feelings.
Perhaps realizing this, she quickly changed her tone: "Frankly speaking, if it were another woman, if she dared to be involved with so many women after confirming her relationship with me, she would have thrown her guitar and covered her face long ago. Smashed it down, but…”
Having said this, Avril paused for a moment, stared into Angela's eyes and sighed: "Angela, Angela, why are you Angela?"
"Should I answer, Avril, Avril, why are you Avril?" Angela smiled wryly and spread her hands.
Faced with their insistence - Kate, Jessica and Scarlett basically don't have to ask - what else can Angela say? They have given up so many things to this point, what else can Angela say? But she couldn't give up on Natalie's side either. After all, she had already proposed marriage.
Fortunately, Natalie didn't completely shut her out, even though she didn't give her any good looks, she received Angela with that lukewarm expression every time. Even when Angela claimed in her blog that she had not quarreled with her before, she told reporters that "it was actually a small dispute", and it was hyped by reporters that made Angela depressed for a long time.
Of course Angela didn't dare to refute or explain otherwise. This was her fault, and judging from Natalie's behavior, there seemed to be room for manoeuvre. It would be fine for her to vent her anger. As for reporters, just hide. . Kate and the others also expressed their understanding of Angela's behavior, and returned to their respective homes after that day to leave room for Angela.
It's a pity that no matter how hard Angela tried, Natalie always looked like she couldn't get in, which really made her depressed. In addition, there are always reporters around, and the mood will naturally not be much better.
"Damn it, I don't know what to do, and you don't say what you think, why don't you just keep dragging it on?" Angela climbed on the desk and rubbed her hands in her hair for a while. The thought of Natalie's polite and indifferent expression during this time made her irritable.
The knock on the door rang, Angela glanced weakly, leaned back on the high-back chair and said lazily, "Please come in."
"It looks like you're very leisurely." With the sound of the door opening, a very familiar tone rang out.
Angela, who raised her head, blinked, and in the next second, she jumped up like a spring in her butt, her eyes widened as she looked at the person who entered the office: "N... Nat?!"
"I think, just haven't seen you for a few days, you shouldn't have amnesia." Natalie still had that lukewarm expression.
"When... Of course not! I'm just... I'm just a little surprised." Angela stammered, with a hint of nervousness and excitement in her tone. A trace of complexity flashed in Natalie's eyes, but it was a pity that Angela, who was busy pouring water for her, didn't see it.
"So unexpected?" Natalie asked casually, sitting on the single sofa.
"Of course, I've been worried for so many days," Angela looked at her pitifully with a look of grievance, "and this is the first time you took the initiative to see me in so many days."
I don't know which sentence she offended Natalie, Natalie suddenly sneered: "I'm sorry, if you remember, I came here today to dub your later stage."
"Ah?" Angela was dumbfounded, and before she could speak, Natalie stood up and walked out: "I just came over to say hello, I hope you will come over to supervise as soon as possible, I have other things to do. ."
"Wait!" Angela couldn't help but hurriedly rushed up and hugged Natalie from behind.
"Let go." Natalie frowned suddenly, twisting her body and struggling slightly.
"Don't let it go!" Angela gritted her teeth, and suddenly made up her mind, "If you don't discuss a plan today, you can't leave here! Never think about it!"
Natalie laughed in anger: "It really surprised me, I didn't expect you to be a rogue, Angela!"
"A rogue is a rogue, it's better than dragging and not solving it like this!" Angela seemed to be fighting, hugging Natalie and her hands and feet and pressing her down on the single sofa.
"Damn! Are you still a child?! If you can't satisfy you, you have to use all kinds of methods to satisfy yourself, right!" Natalie twisted her body furiously, her eyes almost bursting with fire, even though she was caught by Angie Pulling and holding and struggling to open, but my hands can still move, but I can't grasp the strength when I get emotional.
Angela kept silent, letting Natalie beat herself on her body, even if it really hurt sometimes, she couldn't make a sound. Until Natalie's elbow suddenly hit her right chest line, Angela's face changed and she finally groaned.
Natalie was stunned for a moment, as if she was awakened by her groaning. She looked at Angela, and then at the place where she just tapped. As her anger dissipated, she also brought a trace of resentment and distress.
The two of them twisted on the sofa in a strange posture, looking at each other without saying a word, until—
"Hey, Angie, hey, I just thought of a great idea!" The door to the office suddenly opened, and Jim Ford burst in with an excited look, followed by an angry Alizee!