King of Hollywood

Chapter 19 The French Man's Eternal Love

The sycamore trees on both sides of the Seine River are gently blown by the breeze, and the emerald green leaves are slightly swaying in the mild sunshine. The pedestrians on the bank come and go in a hurry or stroll in the garden, and the boats in the river are clearing their way to their destination. On the other hand, the tourists on the larger ship looked at the surrounding scenery with great interest and pressed the button from time to time, everything seemed so harmonious and beautiful.

The beautiful girl turned her eyes away from the floor-to-ceiling glass, stirred the spoon in her hand absently, and then looked at the entrance of the cafe. There was nothing there as before, and her brows could not help but frowned, as if she was a little dissatisfied .

"Let me call them again, Sophie." The middle-aged man sitting next to her said immediately after seeing this.

"No, no, just wait a little longer, maybe they were delayed due to something in the middle." The girl said lightly, and after looking at the manager who was hesitant to talk, she then added: "If the agreement is reached, If they haven't arrived yet, we'll leave, so they can't say anything."

"Okay." The middle-aged man shrugged, and then jokingly said: "From now on, I will continue to pray again, and pray that you will not be recognized, otherwise half of the men in Paris may rush come over."

The girl couldn't help but smile. The one who can be praised like this is naturally Sophie Marceau, who is known as "the eternal love of French men". Although time has added more maturity to that innocent face, those brown eyes, which seem to be full of melancholy all the time, are still as bright as before.

The reason why she and her agent Dominic Bethhard appeared in a low-key cafe at this time is because she received an invitation from the United States a few weeks ago, to be exact, from Hollywood. invite. A well-known director personally called, hoping that she could play the female lead in his new movie, and he sent the script to Beishard early.

Thinking of that director, Sophie couldn't help but smile, he was such an interesting person. In the past, many Hollywood directors approached her to make movies, but she never dismissed them at that time. As for the reasons... there are many. But this time, this made her a little curious, because the other party won the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival for a gangster film in two years, but he was too young to be ridiculous, and at the same time broke the age record for winning the award. If there is no accident, I am afraid it will be difficult for anyone to surpass him. Besides, in Hollywood, he is also known as a miracle director.

Adrian Cowell, that's his name. If that's all, Sophie doesn't have any ideas, but what's interesting is that the script sent by the other party included a poem, "Liberty" by Paul Éluard, a contemporary French poet.

"Although the times do not match, I believe that Ai Luya's poem is the most suitable for this story." The other party wrote in French at the bottom of the poem. Not only that, but the whole poem was transcribed in French with elegant handwriting. The other party should be a well-educated, serious and lively person.

Especially after the script, she was even more sure of this impression. When I watched it for the first time, whether it was Wallace's pride or heroism, or the romantic relationship with his wife and princess, Sophie was attracted. However, when she aroused her interest and looked up the historical materials, she was immediately stunned. Isabella, known as the French she-wolf, could not be connected with that weak princess, and when she married in England, Wallace The soldier had been executed long ago, so how could he have feelings for him, and even become pregnant with the other's blood?

"This is just a story, Sophie. Use history to tell a brand new story. Its theme is the blue on the three-color flag." The other party explained a little later on the phone, and the hearty laughter easily made people feel good. .

Therefore, when the other party proposed to make an appointment for a talk, she agreed without hesitation. After returning from Lan, she hardly took any film appointments. Thinking of Lan, Sophie's eyebrows involuntarily flashed a glimmer of haze.

After another ten minutes, a young man led people into the cafe, glanced around and then walked towards them.

"Sorry, we're late." The young man leaned forward and said, his eyes lit up immediately after looking at Sophie, "Although it's a bit offensive, I have to say, you are really beautiful, Ms. Sophie."

"Thank you, Mr. Adrian." Sophie smiled and stood up and shook hands with him. Although she had seen the photo of the other party before, she still looked at him carefully. The facial features are distinct, as if carved out of marble, not particularly handsome, with a faint confident smile on the corner of his mouth, which has a very special attraction. Especially those dark eyes, Sophie had never seen such black eyes, like the bottom of a deep lake.

"There was an accident on the way. We finally changed cars and came here. I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting." After sitting down, he explained the reason for being late, with sincerity in his tone.

"It's okay, Dominic and I didn't wait too long," Sophie smiled faintly, "just for me to relax."

Adrian raised his eyebrows as if he heard something, but then turned to her manager and started talking with him. Sophie didn't say anything, just sipping coffee and listening to them quietly. Dominic knew what questions to ask. From the perspective of the story, she was still very happy to take this role, and going to Hollywood was not a big deal. Big deal, people always have to try something new. But before that, she wanted to get to know this miracle director better.

They talked for about ten minutes. Adrian didn't talk much. Basically, Dominic and his assistant Hank Harris were talking. He just had to speak French from time to time. version for comparison. Besides, the intonation in British English is also learned from French, isn't it? "

After a pause, he said again: "As for the other one, it's natural."

"Chinese? You know it?" Sophie showed a look of surprise.

"Yes, I have dabbled in this so-called most difficult language in the world, probably because my grandmother is half of Chinese descent." Adrian put his hands on the table, this action made him look Very elegant, "belongs to hieroglyphs, expresses meaning through images combined with sound - well, this is just my opinion, I am not an expert, please don't laugh at me if I am wrong."

Seeing his serious appearance, Sophie couldn't help chuckling. It was like a hundred flowers blooming. She couldn't help but focus more on Adrian, without realizing that the rhythm of the conversation had been mastered by the other party.

"Chinese is difficult to learn, but once you learn it, you can feel that it is unusual. For example, if you use Chinese to explain the world, about hundreds of thousands of words are enough, but if you want to change it to an alphabetic language, several million words are enough. Not necessarily enough. To give another simple example, their poems are very short and have a fixed arrangement, and many things must be expressed in a few short phrases. It sounds crazy, but if you understand Chinese , and you will discover the beauty contained in ancient Chinese poems." Adrian spoke in a calm manner, and his earnest demeanor was contagious.

"Hearing what you said, I want to go." Sophie's tone was filled with emotion, she seemed to have sensed something, and then brought the topic back to the movie: "Okay, let's get down to business, Ed, the first What is a problem, I think you should know, right?"

"Oh, of course," Adrian laughed, "I remember saying on the phone that this is just following history to tell a new story. Some things never fade, such as freedom and equality. As for It doesn't matter what history is like. Pessimists often say that history is a girl who can be dressed up. Although I disagree, there is no need to pursue what it looks like. Just treat it as unofficial history, anyway, such unofficial history There are quite a few in the world, and the only thing I want to do is make the audience happy with the story."

"Just like that?" Sophie asked calmly, as if she was thinking about something.

"I know what you mean, but, Sophie, no matter what you want to express in a movie, a good story is always the most important." Adrian put away his smile and said seriously, "If you can't attract the audience to the movie theater , If the audience can’t understand what the movie is talking about, no matter how profound the connotation is, it’s useless.”

"Okay, next question." Sophie shrugged and didn't continue to dwell on this.

"Why did you invite you, didn't you?" Adrian asked first, looking at her without blinking his dark eyes.

Sophie was slightly taken aback, but she didn't deny it: "Yes, the second question is indeed this."

She adjusted her posture and looked at Adrian with wandering eyes: "There are many outstanding French female actors, for example, Isabella, who almost won the best female actress again in Cannes for "Queen Margot" last month. Ajani?"

"Ajani is not suitable for this role," Adrian said quickly, "her characteristics determine that she is more suitable for those characters who are more neurotic, such as paranoid, rather than weak like the princess in this story. , Unconventional and strong. I have watched every one of your movies, whether it is "The Innocence and Purity of the Beginning", or the boldness and unrestrainedness in "Wild Love", or last year's "Fang Fang". Soft and beautiful, they are all so special, so I think this role belongs to you"

He sat up straight and looked at her with a proud look: "My eyes have never missed it, Sophie, I fully believe that you can grasp the characteristics of this character, and we will work together to produce an excellent movie."

"You're really confident, Ed." Sophie blinked her eyes, lowered her head, took a sip of the already lukewarm coffee, and then gave the answer: "Well, since the director of Miracle has said so, I There is no reason to refuse."

"Yes" Adrian immediately squeezed his fists and uttered a sentence of English while smiling happily. This action startled Sophie, but after realizing it, she covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Sorry, I was just a little agitated." Seeing her like this, Adrian hurriedly explained.

"It's okay, I was just a little surprised." Sophie smiled and shook her head, "I didn't expect you to have such a side."

"Everyone has an unknown side." Adrian shrugged, and then jokingly said: "Fortunately, you are fine. If it scares you, I don't know how to make up for it."

"Speaking of compensation," Sophie also joked, "How do you make up for what happened before, Ed? It's not a gentleman's behavior to make a lady wait, no matter what his reasons are."

"That's it..." Adrian scratched his head, which looked even more childish in Sophie's eyes. The corners of her mouth suddenly widened, but her expression turned into surprise at the other party's answer.

"So, beautiful Ms. Sophie Marceau, may I invite you to dinner today or tomorrow?" Adrian said, and stood up and bowed formally.

"Dinner?" Sophie looked at him with a half-smile, "Don't you think it's a bit abrupt, Ed?"

"Maybe a little bit, but if I don't do this, I will definitely tell myself afterwards: You are such a fool, when that beautiful woman is sitting in front of you, you don't even have the courage to invite her to dinner so , it doesn’t matter even if you refuse.” Adrian said very seriously, “Then will you refuse, Sophie?”

"Hmm..." Sophie originally wanted to decline politely, but her words turned into, "Okay, let's do it tonight."

"It's the most wonderful answer in the world." Adrian said in admiration, waving his hands exaggeratedly, "It's really like a dream, I'm not really dreaming."

Sophie couldn't help it anymore, and giggled.

"Then, don't be late tonight, Ed." After the time was agreed, Sophie left the cafe and said jokingly before getting into the car, the smile on her face never diminished.

"Absolutely not." Adrian's answer was very positive.

After about 20 minutes, Sophie returned to her luxurious apartment in Wajihahe District, which was not known to the public. Dominic seemed to want to say something when she got out of the car, but he didn't.

Sophie knew what the manager wanted to say. In fact, even she herself was wondering. Why did she agree to it when she wanted to decline? Do you want to see his childish exaggerated movements? Or is it because he is honest and direct?

"I'm really crazy. It's okay to be joking, but I'm still having sex with him." When she returned home, she fell on the sofa and sighed, and murmured to herself, the previous picture reappeared in her mind, a scene After the scene flashed by, a smile appeared on the corner of Sophie's mouth again. He's a really interesting guy, talkative and erudite by turns, serious and proud, mature and stable, and only in the last few minutes does he come across as a young man.

Thinking of this, her brows frowned slightly, and the things that upset her that had been forgotten before popped up. By the end of the year, I should be 28 years old. How many 28-year-olds does a woman have? It's not bad for ten years, and during these ten years... Sophie shook her head and stopped her thoughts. There were no fewer disputes when she was in Lan, that's why she returned to Paris, so don't go to Paris. Think about it.

Even so, these sudden annoyances still affected her good mood. Sophie poured herself a glass of red wine, and sat alone on the sofa and slowly tasted it. Her eyes were looking straight ahead but out of focus. Her delicate face seemed to have lost its vitality, and her melancholy eyes made her look even more melancholy. After a while, She just put down her wine glass and lay down on the sofa to rest. Curling up with her arms in front of her ng, her eyes closed, she looked like a fetus immersed in amniotic fluid, but compared to this empty room, she looked even weaker and pitiful.

When Sophie woke up and the sun was about to set, she immediately began to simply wash up and change clothes, probably because the previous rest had temporarily put aside all the worrying things, so she was in a good mood, and she wiped her face. Still humming a song. After trying a few times in the dressing mirror, she chose a beige high V-neck dress, added a black belt, and white stiletto sandals, and then turned her head up, looking beautiful and moving, And with an elegant playfulness.

"It's just dinner." Sophie said to herself in the mirror. \u003c/p\u003e