Jeff - Robinoff and Brad - Pitt, chatting and laughing, the general style that exudes from the inside out, is a scene in the noisy and crazy party.
This is the first time since Renly arrived in New York two years ago that he has come into contact with the decision-making executives of the six major Hollywood film companies. The position of the leading actor in "Edge of Tomorrow" has become the first time Renly has a head-to-head confrontation with such a big boss. Can't be compared. However, this still does not mean anything, this is just an audition opportunity, and hundreds of audition opportunities are staged every day in Hollywood. Among them, there is no one who stands out.
Jeff and Brad stand aside so easily, like magnets, naturally attracting curious eyes; what's more, they are not the only bright spots, and there are also familiar faces standing beside them:
One was David-Ayer, who rose to prominence with the script for "Training Day" and later became known as the director of "Suicide Squad." But few people know that David is actually one of the writers on the first installment of the "Fast and Furious" series.
One is Michael Fassbender, who rose to prominence with "Inglourious Basterds", and this year dedicated works such as "Shame", "Dangerous Methods", "X-Men: First Class" and so on. / Love 5"'s summer box office is too amazing, I am afraid that this year's "most watched actor" title will fall on his head.
Another is Jessica Chastain. In 2011 alone, Jessica has seven films released, two of which are in collaboration with Brad, and can be called the model worker of the year.
This small group just casually stood in the open space between the two beach chairs, as if they just met accidentally, stopped and chatted, but there were endless figures coming and going around, and it was very lively. A small corner has always maintained the scale of a small group of people. It is a world of its own at a carnival party. Others just pass by and stop, but they can't stop, and it seems that they can't integrate into their small group.
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However, Renly can't be a "passer", he must stop, talk to Jeff, and if necessary, even beat Brad, only in this way can he win the role. Just thinking about it in my head makes my scalp tingle.
Not to mention newcomers, even second-tier and third-tier actors who have been in the industry for many years are not necessarily willing to take this risk. Many people would choose to sit back and wait for Jeff and Brad to wrap up their conversation, and then find the moment to cut in and complete the audition, which seems a lot easier; but Renly knows that this is the rule of Vanity Fair, even if it is avoided. Today, we can't avoid tomorrow.
So Renly chose to take the initiative.
Paul walked beside Renly, feeling a little uneasy. Although he has been rolling around in Hollywood for more than ten years, such occasions are really not many. However, today's protagonist is Renly, not him. He must do a good job of leading the way. Compared to Renly, his experience should be quite rich, so he can't be nervous.
Thinking of this, Paul's shoulders opened slightly, his flustered mind calmed down, and he thought in his mind: I had heard that Brad was also interested in sports cars. He vaguely remembered reading it in an exclusive interview in a magazine, but Brad What brand and model I like, I can't remember all of a sudden.
Just before thinking about it, the footsteps have already arrived within a short distance of less than 20 meters.
However, Paul and Renly did not break in directly and rashly to interrupt other people's conversations, which is very rude behavior. Of course, people with strong personalities or people with high power can choose to directly interrupt the conversation at their own pace and way; but for others, how to choose the time to cut into the conversation is a profound social issue study. Especially nobles, even counts, he will not interrupt other people's conversations simply and rudely, which is part of cultivation.
In addition to the two of them, there were three or four other people standing outside the circle, holding champagne in their hands and talking in a low voice. They seem to be calm, but in fact their eyes are drifting towards Jeff and Brad from the corner of their eyes, and their intentions are self-evident.
Under such circumstances, Paul and Renly with empty hands seemed a bit awkward. Paul regretted a little. He should have asked for a glass of champagne or whisky just now. Even if he didn't drink it, it could act as a shield or a medium on such occasions. Paul looked up and looked for the waiter's figure.
"What's wrong?" Renly also noticed Paul's constantly turning head and asked.
Paul lowered his voice to avoid disturbing the conversation between Jeff and Brad, "Champagne." A simple word, just as it means, and then Paul saw the waiter not far away, raised his hand and gestured, then A bunny girl with bunny ears, a bunny tail behind her bikini and a bunny tail walked over with a smile.
At this moment, there was a burst of laughter in his ears. Jeff was expressing his gentleman's etiquette and said to Jessica, "I just finished my whisky. I need another drink, ma'am?"
The thoughts in Renly's mind changed, and he raised his voice slightly, and said to Paul with a smile, "If I were you, I would not choose champagne, and I would not choose whisky."
"Why?" Paul was stunned for a while, not understanding. It was at this moment that the bunny girl had come to his side. Renly took Paul's place and said to the bunny girl, "Hello, please give me two glasses of rum?"
The bunny girl's tray was filled with champagne, but she didn't mind at all, nodding with a smile, "Of course there's no problem."
"This is not the right time to drink whisky, no one chooses to taste whisky during afternoon tea, even the best single malt whisky, at three o'clock in the afternoon, changes in temperature, sunlight and our own taste, can not Taste the best of whiskey." Renly nodded politely at the bunny girl, then looked away and explained to Paul.
Paul's response was a half beat, but he noticed it immediately: Renly's voice was a little louder than usual, not obvious, but it was a little bit higher; the conversation between Brad and Jeff just stopped next to him. A blank spot, the out-of-the-way vision of their eyes shifted to follow the instinctive/intuitive response of their hearing.
While Paul didn't know the gap was created, he was able to complete the collaboration with Renly, "So what should we drink? Don't tell me it's afternoon tea, Jesus Christ, I'm not English, it's a party Time." Paul's reaction went a little too far, but in the surrounding frenetic party atmosphere, it didn't appear abrupt, but instead attracted the attention of a small circle of people around him.
"If possible, absinthe is the best choice. Rimbaud once said: wise pilgrims, let the earth spew green wine springs; Hemingway even made absinthe as a raw material called 'Afternoon Afternoon'. Dead' cocktail, of course, now people call it Hemingway Champagne."
Renly's eloquent talk, elegant and calm, the poems and allusions that are readily available in the pure London accent ferment a faint aroma, which involuntarily makes people listen to them.
"But, we're at a party, not a Parisian bistro. So, rum is the best choice." Renly raised his lips slightly, and paused for a moment, the noise around the pool was still incessant, but In a small circle centered on him, no one spoke, and it seemed that everyone was waiting for the following.
Renly wasn't complacent, nor did he behave, it was just a time difference between breaths, and he continued, "Really good rum needs to be tasted twice, the first time you can swallow it quickly, feel the alcohol slippery. The irritation in the mouth and throat, like a brush, sharp and rough; followed by the second time to let the alcohol pause on the tip of the tongue for a while, just like the dance steps of a ballerina, light and soft, belonging to rum The special fragrance will be released little by little, slowly filling the nasal cavity, and after sliding down the throat, it will be warm and supple. In the next five to thirty seconds, we can feel the ultimate enjoyment of the opera house. "
Pausing again, Renly could clearly see the anticipation deep in Paul's eyes, "And then?"
Renly then said, "Then, let yourself wander in the golden sunshine and blue pool. A little bit of a little bit of comfort will make this afternoon a wonderful one. If you want, you can put on a scarf and let the Warm air surrounds the pores and dances."
This humorous and relaxed tone made everyone laugh softly involuntarily.
Renly didn't like aristocratic parties, but Arthur was a master at throwing aristocratic parties.
Compared with the masquerade balls of London aristocrats who intrigue and hide knives in their smiles, Hollywood parties can only be regarded as the primary stage of Vanity Fair. The so-called "primary" here is not the difference between means and tactics, but the relationship between people. Hollywood is far Far less intricate and intricate than the London aristocracy.
Here, it's just that interests are the top priority, which is simple and crude; but for nobles, interests have never been the most important part. Reputation, prestige, bloodline, and the dignity that proves the superiority of nobles are the most important. For the sake of profit, people can do whatever they can; but for the family and inheritance, it is beyond imagination.
It is not difficult for Renly to cope with such an occasion.
"Sir, your rum." The bunny girl came back in a blink of an eye, with outstanding efficiency. More importantly, the timing was so precise that it even made one wonder if Renly saw the bunny girl appear and consciously chose to end the conversation here, but no one knew about it except Renly himself.
Renly and Paul picked up their own rums from the trays, the bunny girl smiled sweetly, and was about to turn to leave, and then a voice came from behind, "Wait a minute, can you give me a glass of rum, please? eh? Thank you."
Turning his head, Renly saw a bright smile, Jessica Chastain. She blinked and looked at Renly playfully, but she said to Jeff, Brad and others, "I think, I must not miss this glass of rum."