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Published at 3rd of November 2021 10:12:19 AM


Chapter 454: 454

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"what."

There was a cheerful chuckle in the ear, like a torch flying across the dark night sky, alarming a swarm of waterfowls, the thumping sound passed through the bushes and bushes, and then the warm light burst out. Attracted all the fireflies and moths around.

Lan Li returned to his senses, and the thoughts of exploring the performance in his mind paused, turned his head, and then saw the red dress standing not far away.

Under the dim and faint street lamp, a slender but graceful figure stood in place. The long evening dress with lace sling and v-neck perfectly outlined the graceful curves of the upper body. The wide front and narrow straps drew the lines of the chest and the collarbone. The outline of the show is speechless, even if you can't see the back, people can't help but think of the smooth and smooth back behind.

A touch of tulle is gathered around the waist, tightening the slender waist completely. The coordinated and well-proportioned figure makes the long legs hidden under the tulle skirt arouse countless reveries; the light and fluffy skirt falls into the wet On the pavement of Da Da, the thrilling red spread vigorously, like poppies in full bloom, in the mysterious and silent night, dangerous and sexual.

Suddenly a light breeze blows, and the skirt flutters gently. The large swathes of red seem to be splashed with ink. They use the night as a curtain unreasonably, sprinkle it magnificently and spread it all over the sky, as if the whole world is in an instant. The space was full of **** red lotus, the quiet, peaceful and mysterious aura seemed to have aura, began to spread violently, swallowing all the colors around, white, black, yellow, green, gray, blue... and then Only a piece of red remains.

The pretty woman standing in the middle of the red was slim and graceful. In an instant, the light of the whole world fell on those bright and intelligent eyes.

Hula, hula... The turbulent wind continued to sound, but the entire time and space fell silent. It seemed that all creatures had stopped moving, and only the skirt was fluttering wanton.

This is an unexpected visitor, a visitor that was completely unexpected, and it is still on the stage in such a shocking way. This night, suddenly became vivid.

"Hey, Alice." A smile came out of Lan Li's eyes, a little joking in his polite voice, and he took the initiative to say hello.

A gust of breeze sent words, Rooney could hear the magnetic voice softly like a cello, as beautiful as melted dark chocolate, flowing like silk, making people just want to indulge in it.

A piece of goose bumps floated on the surface of the skin, and he shuddered involuntarily, but he couldn't tell whether it was the night dew cold or the sound of the piano.

"Hehe." Rooney chuckled. Thinking about it, she still felt a little absurd and funny, and then she couldn't help but chuck twice again, "Hey, crazy hat."

Alice and the Mad Hatter, isn't this "Alice in Wonderland"? However, this is not wrong. In this fantasy night, it is indeed a paradise that is alive and free.

Rooney looked at Lan Li, who was sitting motionless on the bench, and then at her footsteps standing in place, then spread her hands, made a helpless gesture, and took the initiative to walk over. A simple action made Lan Li couldn't help but smile, and then, I saw Rooney's footsteps stop because the skirt was too long and it was spilled on the ground, and now it was because of the wet ground sticking to the ground. , Even stained with mud. The original magnificent and magnificent oil painting suddenly became embarrassed.

Such a scene directly caused the cheerful laughter to overflow from the corner of Lan Li's mouth, "Ha." The resonance of laughter echoed in his chest, buzzing.

Rooney slumped her shoulders, Yang Tian sighed, then turned around, and tore off the skirt directly without any hesitation. The brute force bursting picture is really incompatible with her delicate body. The joy of the huge contrast always lingers, there is a humorous effect in the era of black and white silent films.

The hem of the tulle skirt was easily torn off, but the back hem became sparsely drawn, looking like a beggar's new outfit. Rooney looked down at the skirt that had become two sections, then shrugged, held the tulle in her hand, lifted the skirt, strode towards Lan Li, and sat beside him. Down.

"Is this sponsored? Or purchased?" Lan Li pointed to the dying skirt in Rooney's hand. Although there was no smile on his face, the small smile under his eyes remained lingering.

Rooney curled her lips, "It's mine now." The meaning was self-evident.

Lifting their heads, the two exchanged their sights, but suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke. It's not because it's too embarrassing and doesn't know what it should be, on the contrary, it's because there are so many topics to discuss that I don't know where to start. Or maybe there are too many slots?

"Your head?" Rooney spoke first, found the biggest slot, and fired directly.

"How is it?" Lan Li raised his eyebrows slightly, originally graceful with a hint of jokes, but now it became a little funny because of the eye-catching bald head, Rooney nodded earnestly, "Crazy Hat off After the hat, this is what it looks like? If so, childhood is really disillusioned."

There is no ridicule, no ridicule, but seriousness, but it is precisely this kind of seriousness that makes people even more uncontrollable.

"Your agent is not looking for you?" Then Lan Li said. It is incredible to see Rooney here. From Los Angeles to Seattle, even if it is an airplane, he can't arrive in an instant. Lan Li even suspects-- Didn't Rooney attend the Oscars ceremony?

"He must be crazy." Rooney shrugged and glanced at her mouth nonchalantly. "But, I'm already here, what else can he do?" That bachelor's appearance made people smile. Rooney asked again, "Why don't you go there?"

Lan Li pointed to his head, "Just finished filming this scene."

Without further explanation, Rooney suddenly realized. Once again, he carefully looked at Lan Li's head, and he became more and more amazed.

When he was in Telluride, Rooney knew that Lanly is a dedicated actor and an exceptionally good actor, but they have never collaborated before, just the impression of the screen and the feeling of conversation. Today, this feeling becomes real.

"Compared with this, the Sunset Tower Hotel is now the busiest." Lan Li's understatement, but it seems that there is something in the words, it sounds like an irony.

"This comes from an actor who refused to attend the Oscars and was filming in Seattle, and also shaved her head." Rooney rolled her eyes and said in an irony, "Ha! Ha! It's so funny." That's vivid. His eyes are vivid, "To be honest, it’s really suffocating there, there are lights everywhere, people everywhere, smiles everywhere, just like the Venice Carnival, everyone wears a mask with The similar arc of smile and hollow eyes make people shudder."

"The Venice Carnival is such a terrible occasion, I know it for the first time." Lan Li teased with a chuckle.

From here, you can feel Rooney’s youthfulness, impulsiveness, wanton, publicity, clear opinions, black or white; but for Lan Lilly, those parties in the upper class of London, everyone’s expressions are vivid, but There is no soul in every word and deed, that is truly terrible.

If attending the Oscars, Lan Li feels that it is at least more interesting than the social occasions of the nobles in London.

Rooney put her finger on her lips, made a "hush" gesture, and then she couldn't help but laughed, "Why, aren't you curious about the result of the award ceremony? Maybe, you won the prize? After all, nominated. Everyone has a chance, one-fifth chance."

Lan Li didn't refute either, but pursed the corners of his lips, "Then am I winning?"

According to Rooney’s guess, Lan Li was absent from the awards ceremony tonight, and he was bound to dismiss the results of the awards. It was possible to refute or ridicule; he did not expect Lan Li to take advantage of the trend, but with those dark brown eyes. But it shone with a golden light, full of countless deep meanings.

This is the first time Rooney has truly seen the cunning and wise of Lan Li.

"No." Rooney didn't go in circles, rolled her eyes, and said disdainfully, "There are no surprises tonight. Colin Firth and Natalie Portman won, and'The King's Speech' defeated. It’s a'social network.' It's calm and boring, and it makes people sleepy. After all, the college still has no courage, even courage."

Simple comments, but you can see her sharp and straightforward.

After all, history has not been able to change the original trajectory.

Natalie still successfully climbed to the top with the "Black Swan" and became the first actor in a generation to win, even better than Leonardo DiCaprio, Matt Damon and others of Generation X Earlier, history was created, and generations really began to enter the front lines of the film industry; the endings of "The King's Speech" and "Social Network" have not changed, and Oscars still followed their traditional conservative choices.

Lan Li, the reborn butterfly ~www.novelhall.com~, has limited influence.

Those trajectories in the last life still follow the inevitable historical necessity. So, does this mean that all Lanly's efforts are in vain?

Even if he uses his best, he can't change history, break through the blockade, and get his own approval? Even if he won the Emmy Award by virtue of the "Pacific War", even if he received the nomination by virtue of "Buried alive", this has changed the trajectory of history to some extent, but does it stop there and cannot go further? What? Even though he has continuously changed the historical trajectory of many works, but the actor "Renley Hall" still can't change the pattern of Hollywood?

All his efforts and perseverance are in vain in the face of the wheel of history?

This thought just flashed through his mind, and then Lan Li returned to calm. From the time he came to New York against the expectations of George and Elizabeth, he knew what kind of path he was facing; from the beginning of rebirth, he knew how difficult his dream was. He will not give up, not in the past, not now, nor in the future.

The reason why history exists is to change and write.




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