Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 295 Grandpa's Request

"Damn it! I missed such a good opportunity! I can't believe it! I'm such an idiot!" Even after getting into the car and leaving Princeton, Angela still waved her fists and chattered angrily, turning her head away from time to time. Looking at the school that has gone away with reluctance, it seems that he really wants to go back in the next second and turn the whole school upside down.

She failed to catch up with that strange man, and when she ran over, that man had disappeared without a trace. When she asked the people around, most of them shook their heads to express their ignorance. After all, he had been wandering around the school like this for too long. Many people are accustomed to this—of course, they still respect him—not to mention that Angela is not a student of Princeton, and even a school manager may not be able to enter and leave any building at will, so after several unsuccessful searches, the girl had no choice but to feel dispirited. left.

"The chance of this is probably even smaller than a meteor shower, and I'm still rude to say sorry..." Angela was still nagging, and Natalie couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "Shut up, Angie! "

The girl shivered, and looked at her inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Natalie held her forehead and glared at her angrily, "Do you know what you looked like just now? A fanatic fan who forgets everything when he sees his idol! Don't tell me, are you really It's that genius girl!"

"But that's John Nash!" Angela protested, "Don't tell me, if you like mathematics, you don't know who the founder of game theory is, but the year before last, he won the Bomb Prize in Economics! "

"Bomb...bomb award?" Natalie blinked, showing a dazed look.

"Regardless of Nobel's original intention, it is an indisputable fact that the appearance of picric acid has greatly enhanced the efficiency of killing people." Angela curled her lips, "This is not something that can be ignored just by setting up a few awards."

Natalie suddenly felt a little ridiculous, her jumping thinking was unmatched: "Listen, Angie, I know who John Nash is, and I respect this... genius, but I still think you... ..."

"How much do you know about him?" Angela suddenly interrupted her, "How much do you know about him, Nat?"

"Genius, master of game theory, Nash equilibrium, severe schizophrenia, Nobel Prize in Economics in 94..." Natalie honestly admitted after tapping her nose with her index finger: " That's all, not much."

"Compared to many people, it is already very good. You must know that after the Bomb Award was awarded last year, many people were surprised to find that Nash was still alive!" Angela said and shook her head, "He proposed the Nash equilibrium at the age of 20. But half a century later, he won the honor that should have belonged to him, it has to be said to be a kind of sadness!"

"Maybe a genius is always bound to go crazy. Van Gogh, Nietzsche, and Nash. Since he was 30 years old, he began to have unrealistic fantasies, always thinking that every letter in the "New York Times" It has its meaning, and only he can read their meaning, and at the same time think that any event in the world can be expressed by the same mathematical formula, and finally he had to be sent to a mental hospital.

However, luckier than Van Gogh and Nietzsche, he has many friends and a good wife who did not give up on him even after divorce!Even in the most difficult time, his wife still took care of him with a meager salary and relief from relatives and friends, and asked his friends to place him in Princeton.As a result, people often see a silent, emaciated strange man wandering around the campus of Princeton, occasionally writing mathematical formulas on the blackboard, this is the origin of 'Princeton's ghost'!

Until one day, God finally set his sights on this unfortunate man. He miraculously woke up and slowly began to recover, as if celebrating this. In 94, he won the bomb, oh, the Nobel Prize in Economics ! "

If it weren't for this last sentence, Angela's eloquent narration would definitely make people feel emotional, but now only Natalie laughed, but the girl still said cheekily and calmly: "So, you want I know that it is almost impossible to be hit from behind by him in Princeton like today in the future!"

"Okay, okay, I see." Natalie raised her hand, "You said so much, don't you want to adapt Mr. Nash's experience into a movie script?"

Following her, she muttered again: "I thought you knew this because you were really interested in mathematics."

Angela pretended not to hear, and just replied: "I do have this plan, but not now. In fact, I only know a little about Mr. Nash. If I really want to do that, I have to spend time collecting information."

She was right. Her main understanding of Nash was basically limited to the biographical film "A Beautiful Mind" and some information collected on the Internet afterward. There are many things that she can't remember until now.But regarding the movie, there are still two scenes that she cannot forget.

One of them is that when Nash's wife finally couldn't stand it anymore and ran out of the house with the child in her arms and wanted to leave, Nash, played by Russell Crowe, rushed into the heavy rain and stood in front of the car, looking at his wife in the car tremblingly and calmly. One sentence said: "That child... never grew up...they... don't exist!"

The other is the last moment. In the lounge of Princeton, when the news of Nash's Nobel Prize in Economics spread, the surrounding professors came over one after another and put their pens on the coffee table in front of him, and then the surrounding sound rang. applause.

This is the charm of movies. No matter how many bugs there are in a commendable movie, there are always moving and memorable episodes, which will never be forgotten even after many years!

In fact, I chased after him at the time because I was mostly curious. Think about the difference between the real Nash and the Nash played by Russell. Don't expect a guy who hates science to chase and worship Nash because of mathematics.Angela thought so. In fact, although Nat likes mathematics, she may not like science as well. Otherwise, why would she choose Harvard instead of Princeton.

Well, it’s getting too far, but I have to say that luck is pretty good, I already have a general plan, and I have been choosing the right movie. I believe that "A Beautiful Mind" is definitely qualified to be one of the choices.The girl gently squeezed her hands. At this time, she has completely calmed down. The "A Beautiful Mind" in her memory seems to be released in 01, so I still have time, and the script should be adapted from John Nash's biography. If I can Obtaining the right to adapt may also allow you to have more time, in short, take your time!

Although the news of her stay in New York has been known by the media, it is rare—including tabloid reporters—to not bother her outside her villa in Long Island, even if the report mentions her current address in a lengthy report. At the time, she just said vaguely that Angela was currently living at home in Long Island, and she didn't even mention her grandfather's name.

Although no one said the reason, but the girl guessed it, so she took the initiative to go shopping in Manhattan with her friends or alone without makeup, no matter whether the reporter took pictures or asked the fans to sign, she always came. He didn't refuse, and seemed very cooperative, so this period of time was basically quite dull, until——

"Accompany you to the reception?" Angela blinked and looked at the grandpa in front of her, while the old man smiled and nodded slowly.

"Of course no problem!" The girl smiled and answered very frankly, as if she hadn't thought about it, while Brian, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, coughed lightly at this moment.

"Don't answer me in such a hurry, dear," the old man glanced at Angela's godfather, still maintaining his own smile, "I know you don't like to attend receptions, so you can think about it first."

"Does this need to be considered?" The girl was a little puzzled, and Brian's light cough came again.

But Angela ignored it at all, and waved her hand immediately: "Since it is your request, how could I refuse!"

"Don't be so impatient, Chris," Grandpa shook his head with a smile, "you should think about it carefully before telling me the answer."

At the same time, it was accompanied by Brian's third light cough. The girl couldn't help but rolled her eyes, and looked at him with her hands on her hips: "Okay, my dear godfather, can't you just say something straight?"

Brian smiled wryly, and glanced at the old man falteringly, intentionally or unintentionally, and grandpa stood up immediately: "That's it, give me the answer tonight."

After her grandfather went upstairs, Angela looked at her godfather again: "Can we talk now?"

"You little guy." Brian shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, I'm almost as tall as you, but I'm no longer a little guy." The girl shook her fist dissatisfied.

"Okay, then you want me to call you a big guy?" Brian asked with a smile, and saw Angela's face darken before returning to the wry smile just now: "As Jedi said, my dear, You're just not right for some things."

"What is it?" The girl was puzzled, and simply sat down next to the godfather, "Can't you just say it out loud?"

After Brian touched her head lightly, he still had some irrelevant answers: "Chris, you are different from everyone, whether it is me, Jedi, Mary or your uncles and aunts, you are so outstanding, You have your own world and your own pursuit, and you are uncompromising and unwavering, some things are really not suitable for you, this is also your father's opinion..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed the subject: "You know, there will be many people at the reception tomorrow. Besides our family, there are also the Meyer family, the Francis family, etc. There are not many receptions with so many important families participating!"

Angela was a little inexplicable at first, but then she understood, a strange look appeared on her face, and Brian turned his head and coughed lightly again, and spread his hands: "If you refuse, trust Clay Mr Sturt won't blame you either."

The girl bit her lip and remained silent for a long while, and she could see that the conflict in her heart was quite intense from her uncertain appearance, but in the end she sighed: "I won't refuse."

After the godfather cast a surprised look, she shrugged: "It's just a reception, and it's Grandpa's request."

What can I say about you, dear Chrissy, that's not the point.Brian shook his head with a wry smile, and wanted to say more, but Angela had already jumped and ran out.

Forget it, just pretend that nothing happened, Jedi, it's not that I don't want to tell you, I just don't want to be the chief culprit who caused your family storm!