Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 444 Transformation!Salted egg super... Ah no, Wonder Woman!

On the second day after returning from Pixar, Angela returned to Boston on the Sky. After all, she will take a two-month leave to go to Poland in a few dozen days. At this time, it is better not to waste too much time on studies. Even if it is a mix, you have to get enough credits for graduation, otherwise it would be a big joke if the famous Miss Genius can't graduate after three years.

As for Lindsay's matter, Angela decided not to do anything for the time being after thinking about it all night, because Lindsay, unlike Anne and Alizee, has a complete family.Legally speaking, even if it is possible to let the children's agency intervene in the investigation and find a way to deprive the Rohans of their custody, and place Lindsay and Ellie in the foster care of another family, it would be very early to talk about the Mason family in order.Besides, Dina Lohan is only greedy for money and not as bastard as Michael Lohan, so to achieve her goal, she must use some special shady means, but as a public figure, it may be very inappropriate to do so.

More importantly, no matter how bastard Michael Lohan is or how unqualified he is, he is still Lindsay's father. Even if the little girl is very attached to Angela now, it may not be acceptable for her to regard her as her safe haven. Feel free to mix it into your own housework.

But not doing anything for the time being does not mean really doing nothing. Angela not only told Jessica to take care of Lindsay before leaving, but also seriously told the little guy on the phone to ask her if she had anything to do. Tell her, she will always be her most loyal listener, and give her at least one letter or a few phone calls every week like Alizee did back then.

On the other hand, after the matter in Sparrow's hands is over, Angela will ask him to find someone to investigate Michael Lohan carefully.

When the time is right, she will have a good talk with this bastard. If he is willing to listen to her advice, that's fine. If he still goes his own way, he will suffer a lot.Of course, the most important thing is that if he dared to tempt the little guy to try things like cocaine, even if Lindsay would hate herself, Angela would not hesitate to throw this guy into prison immediately.

"Hey, Angie, why don't you go out for a walk?" Benita, who returned to the dormitory, greeted Angela who was sitting on the sofa, "Most of the reporters outside Cambridge have left, and the weather is getting warmer now. If you are always bored in the dormitory, you will get rusty."

"It's better to be rusty than to go out and be surrounded by some people, and then ask stupid questions like 'how did you meet' or 'are you really dating'." Angela pouted and continued to draw something on the drawing board.

"Speaking of which, you should have asked for it." Benita burst out laughing, took off her coat and threw it aside, and then sat next to Angela: "Who told you to molested Gyllenshire?" .”

"Yeah, yeah, I'm an idiot." Angela looked up and rolled her eyes at her.

Knowing that the other party was dissatisfied, Benita stuck out her tongue, looked at the drawing board in Angela's hand and changed the subject: "What are you drawing? It looks like... a movie scene?"

"I'm sorry, this is a commercial secret, you can't read it." Angela immediately covered her thumb.

"So mysterious? Is it your next work?" Benita shrugged meaninglessly, and turned her attention to the books on the coffee table: "This is... "The Holocaust", "The Pianist" and so on. With The Diary of Anne, when did you become interested in the history of World War II? Or do you want to write a dissertation on that history?"

"Well, it's mainly because I'm very interested." Angela replied vaguely, just when Benita's cell phone rang at this time, she took the opportunity to take the drawing board and books back to the bedroom.

"Angie, I went out beforehand." Benita put on her coat again after turning off her phone.

"Be careful on the road." Angela poked her head out, and was completely relieved when the other party disappeared through the door.

For more than half a month, her main energy has been on tinkering with the script and drawing storyboards. In order to collect materials and do these well, she has become a frequent visitor to the Harvard University library.Although Angela added some original things to the script and drew the corresponding sub-shots, but these are just as a backup, and she would not add them to the film production unless there are special circumstances, because she always feels that she can grasp the What has arrived may slip through your fingertips at any time.

Are you really going to Paris?Angela tapped the drawing paper with a pencil and fell into deep thought.

Benita walked quickly along the path to the appointed place, still thinking about the mysterious Angela in her head. To be honest, she never thought that one day she would live in the same dormitory with Miss Genius.

Benita didn't really pay attention to Angela for a long time, it should have started from the release of "Titanic" at the end of 96.Although she also knew that there was a talented lady in Hollywood before, and she had heard her songs and watched her movies, but she just liked her more. In her cognition, Angela was similar to those first-line female stars-until "Titan" The Nickelodeon appeared.

Like many people, Benita has also watched this masterpiece several times in the cinema, and at the same time cried several times for the love between Ruth and Jack, and "My Heart Will Go On" is never tired of listening to it.So when she saw that Angela won the best costume, best song, and best soundtrack three statuettes at the Oscars, she was really surprised, and then she curiously collected something related to Miss Talent information, so the long list of titles knocked her out again.

"I never thought that an underage girl could do this." Benita once said to Angela after Angela moved into the dormitory and the two got acquainted.

"But you didn't show too much enthusiasm when I first moved in?" Angela asked curiously, "I even suspect that you are the kind of person who is friendly on the surface but likes to make small moves in private."

"You are too self-righteous, Miss Genius! Doesn't everyone want to rush over and hug you fanatically when they see you and refuse to let go?" Although Benita taunted her greatly, she still explained: "Because when you I know that when you are willing to move to live in a university dormitory, I know that you must be different from other children from rich families, and you must know that many children from rich people will choose to rent an apartment outside instead of living in the school."

"But I also rented a house outside, and it's still a villa." Angela reminded with a smile.

Benita gave her a straight look: "But at least you lived in the school most of the time, didn't you? From that moment on, I felt that we were similar in a certain way—I still live in the school to this day. In school. So I think we can communicate well, and it turns out I was right."

"I see. I never thought that I could give people such an impression when I lived in the dormitory." Angela said solemnly.

"Smart but not easy to learn - mostly busy with his own work; charming and friendly - except for men; very disciplined - and rarely makes friends. This is the impression you made on me, of course, only part of it." Benita shrugged, "When you talk too much, you are like a mystery, and people can't guess what you are thinking."

That's right, always unable to guess her thoughts, Benita continued to think while walking on the road, and the most incredible thing is that she seems to have a very attractive magic power!Benita couldn't tell what it was, but Angela did attract herself.

"Benny, you seem to have gone too far." A voice came to her ears at this moment, and Benita hurriedly recovered and looked around, only to realize that she had already passed the statue of John Harvard.

"Sorry, Hannah, I think things are too preoccupied." Benita walked quickly to the statue.

"Okay, let's talk about things first." Hannah Makepeace, the president of the sisterhood, clapped her hands and greeted a few girls around, "I've already decided on the planning of the weekend party, and there are basically no people involved in the planning. Change."

As she spoke, she sent the printed materials in her hand to the girls: "The basic situation is here, you can check it yourself, there are only a few small changes, Janice is in charge of the food, and Colleen is going to contact the brothers Benita will be solely responsible for the band at the meeting, and the outlying parties in the East End.”

"I am in full charge?" Benita asked in surprise.

"I don't think Benita has the ability to be in charge of the peripheral parties in the East." A girl also said with disdain.

"If you don't have a chance, you have no ability, Verina." Hannah said with a smile, and then patted Benita's arm: "Let's go and do it, and let me know if you need help."

Benita sighed and glanced at the information in her hand, then whispered in her ear: "I know what you're thinking, Hannah, I can't guarantee that she will come to participate."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you do your best, of course, if Angela agrees, remember to notify me in advance." Hannah still smiled, and then raised her voice: "Then that's it, I will arrange some people to come and help your."

After the members of the sorority left, Benita rolled up the materials into a tube and tapped it in her hand, then thought for a few seconds before leaving the statue. Instead of going directly back to the dormitory, she started walking around the campus.

Speaking of which, she was also very curious, why Angela always declined the invitation to join the sorority, and there were not many people who could make the sorority and fraternity take the initiative to send invitations.

"I may not be in school for a few months in the future, so in order to let them use the places for those who need and want more, I'd better forget it." Thinking of Angela saying this to herself in private, Benny Ta couldn't help shaking his head.

Forget it, forget about it.Benita pinched her chin, thinking about how to persuade Angela to join the party.

"She plays the violin really well, but it's a pity that she only comes here to play every few days."

"It's just her average level of performance. I heard her play several instruments at Perlman's New York recital a few years ago, and they were all very good. It's a pity that she didn't go the way of classical music."

A couple walked past Benita. The girl who heard what they were discussing blinked her eyes, and then found the faint sound of the violin. After thinking about it, she recognized the surrounding environment and quickly went to familiarize herself with it. ran to the location.

Under the tall tree, Angela, who was wearing a brown coat, put the violin on her shoulders. The long bow was plucking back and forth on the strings, and what she played was Tchaikovsky's "Melody". A large crowd of students listened around.

At the end of the song, Angela put down the violin, smiled and bowed gracefully to the students around her, the warm applause erupted immediately, and many people called for another one.

Benita squeezed into the crowd at this time and gave Angela a look. Angela nodded knowingly, put the violin into the violin case, and shrugged to the crowd: "Sorry, ladies and gentlemen, today's performance That's all for now, see you next time."

Amid the disappointing complaints of the people, he pulled up Benita and ran towards the dormitory, and stopped after a long distance.

"Didn't you draw your sub-camera in the dormitory? Why are you out now?" Benita asked with a smile at this time.

"Some people say that staying in the room for too long will rust, so I came out to relax." Angela carried the violin case on her back, "What can I do for you?"

"Why did I come to you for something? Couldn't I just walk by unintentionally?" Benita asked intentionally.

"That way you'll be booing with them in the crowd instead of giving me a wink to get me out of there." Angela spread her hands with a smile.

"Okay, I'm looking for you to ask..." Benita thought for a while before opening her mouth, "There is a party this weekend, an outside party of the sisterhood, are you interested in attending?"

"Party? Oh, God, Benny, I've told you many times..." Angela rolled her eyes and was about to refuse, but suddenly stopped, squinted her eyes and looked at Benita before saying: "Let's hear it, why did you suddenly send out an invitation?"

"Because Hannah entrusted me to prepare for this party in the East District," Benita blinked with a smile, "So, in order to support me, can I participate in this party?"

After a moment of hesitation, she added: "I know what Hannah is thinking, so it doesn't matter if you refuse."

"Can you guarantee that there will be no too loud music throughout the party?" Angela said after holding her chin for a while.

"No problem, at most light rock, how about just playing yours?" Benita agreed with joy in her heart.

"Can you guarantee that you won't make me come out to sing or something?"

"It's not guaranteed, but it should be contained."

"Can you guarantee that there are no men at the party?"

"... Angie!"

"Okay, okay, I'm just joking," Angela smiled and raised her right hand, "You know what I hate the most, so try to get rid of these factors in the preparation."

"I can only say try my best... Wait, so you have agreed?"

"Obviously, I had no other choice."

The light is slightly darker and yellowish, but the indoor scenery is still clear at a glance.The house is divided into two compartments. The spacious and unfurnished space outside is the ballroom, while the interior contains decorated sofas, coffee tables and various snacks. The big cream cake in the middle of the coffee table is quite delicate.

As for wine, which is absolutely indispensable in college parties, it goes without saying. There is a bar in the corner with several high stools outside, and the counter behind is full of wine bottles. I have to say that Benita still has a lot of time to prepare for the party. set.

Angela is sitting on the high stool at the bar right now, looking bored at the young people chatting in twos and threes indoors. Although the music outside is deafening, it is not heavy metal music, and there is still a wall separating it, so it is still within the acceptable range. .

Let's grind it until the end, Angela said in her heart.She doesn't like this kind of party, it's a bit too indulgent, which is just the opposite of the reason why she doesn't like high-end receptions.Or let's put it this way, because the stigma of her previous life made Angela prefer to be reserved, not to mention that she is a beautiful woman now. In short, if she had to choose between hitting the wall and flirting with men unscrupulously, she would definitely choose hit the wall.

"Hi, Angela, it looks like you are alone." A voice came from the side.

Angela rolled her eyes inwardly when she saw who was coming, and it turned out to be "rumored boyfriend" Jack Gyllenhaal.

"Obviously I'm not conjoined twins." The girl glanced at Gyllenshire who was holding a glass and shrugged.

"No, I mean...I'm sorry...No, I mean..." Gyllenshire said with some embarrassment, as if he didn't know what to express, and finally turned to the wine glass in his hand for some unknown reason: " Don't you drink?"

Angela really wanted to say no, but she nodded in order to send him away as soon as possible: "I don't like to drink too much wine, just taste it once in a while."

In order to increase her persuasiveness, she turned her head and waved to the woman in charge of serving drinks at the bar, and shouted without thinking: "Biuna, add ice to my glass of whiskey."

Soon the amber liquid came into Angela's hand in the wine glass. She smiled and raised the glass to Gyllenhill, who had no choice but to raise the glass with a smirk and then took a sip. Angela also simply I took a big gulp down.

But when the hot liquid went down her throat, she coughed quickly and seemed to be choking into her throat. Gyllenhill wanted to pat her on the back, but he raised his hand and then put it down again.

Fortunately, Angela didn't cough for a long time, and then she covered her forehead with her hands and murmured: "God, God, this feeling... this feeling..."

"Are you all right, Angela?" Gyllenhaal asked carefully.

Angela let out a long breath after making an um-ah sound. When she looked up, her face had turned into a red apple.

"I think something is going to explode." She said with a bit of laughter, and then drank the whiskey in her hand, "Wow, it really is extraordinary!"

Gyllenshire next to him was a little confused, but Angela didn't seem to want to stop, let Biyuna pour her another glass of whiskey and drank it down, and then began to sigh again.

After looking at the eyes of the young people around him, Gyllenhaal stepped forward and held Angela's hand, but before he could speak, his wrist hurt and his arm was twisted behind his back. Before he could yell out, the whole body He flew up through the clouds and fell heavily on the ground, feeling dizzy for a while, as if his soul had been thrown away.

Then, I heard an angry roar: "Look at you, there is no one who can fight!"