Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 230 The tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm HELLO KITTY?!

Irritability, anxiety, restlessness, this is the true portrayal of Angela now. After returning home, she can still suppress her emotions until dinner, but after returning to the room, she starts to sulk, wishing to find a sandbag and swing it a few times. fist!Because Sparrow told her that "Little Ghost Thief" has signed a contract with Disney, and if she wants to get it back, she can only breach the contract.To be honest, she really wanted to do this, but the problems that came with it were not easy to deal with.

hell!Who the hell put the two scripts together? !The girl closed the piano cover heavily, she was so disturbed that the music she played was disorganized.Angela swore that she definitely opened the two scripts separately, but why did they go to the same folder? !

The girl stood up frowning, and the breeze from the balcony couldn't calm her restless heart.The reason for this is that, to put it bluntly, I have no self-confidence. This script has been revised and revised, and I still keep it in my hands. It is nothing more than my own original work. What about being popular?What if it fails at the box office?These thoughts hit her head all the time.

It cannot be said that her concerns are wrong. After all, script writing is not like her musical talent, and even if her original music is flawed, it can be tolerated under the aura of those classic songs. This is different from script writing. It is different after all.But with her current state, she was really in a trance. Perhaps at this moment, she heard a soft knock on the door. Angela was stunned for a moment, and finally calmed down her erratic thoughts: "Please come in."

It was Anne who came in.She was carrying a small plate with some snacks and mixed fruit juice.

"During dinner, I saw that you didn't eat much, so I want to bring you some snacks. If you feel hungry, you can have a piece." Annie explained.

"Thank you, Annie, just put it on the coffee table." Angela smiled. Although she still has no appetite, it is really nice to have such a caring partner.Then, her heart suddenly tightened.After putting the dishes on the coffee table, Anne looked at Anne who cleaned up the room as usual.A thought popped up suddenly and inexhaustibly.

"Annie..." After thinking about it in every possible way, she finally opened her mouth, but her voice was astringent.

"What's wrong?" Annie raised her head, not noticing the girl's change.

"Do you know my script? It's the one I've been revising." Angela stared at her and said slowly, "Do you know... where did it go?"

"Is that "Little Ghost and Thief"?" Annie thought for a while, "I think I put it in the same folder as "Fate and Destiny". I saw it the day before yesterday..."

"Why didn't you tell me?!" Before she could finish speaking.Angela's cold voice sounded.Annie froze for a moment.Looking at the girl does not know what to say. "I asked why you didn't tell me?!" The girl originally wanted to talk, but suddenly, the suppressed emotions burst out, as if something was burning in her chest. "You! Know! No! Know! Know! How much trouble this has caused me! Do you know how troubled I am now! Who told you to mess with my things!"

At the end she was almost yelling, Annie pursed her lips, lowered her head, her shoulders trembled slightly: "I'm sorry."

"Is it useful?! Is it useful to say sorry! Get out!"

After Annie ran out tremblingly and quickly, the girl was still panting and staring at the door, as if she was about to stare at the door. How could it be like this? Doesn't she know what this script means?Doesn't she know how much it will hit her if she fails? !she……

Angela suddenly sat down on the chair in frustration, and then slapped her head: You idiot, why are you mad at her, how could she know this!

The girl stood up and sat down, stood up and sat down again, and after doing this a few times, she finally opened the door. After making sure that there was no one in the corridor, she walked to the door of the opposite room and was about to knock.But after she raised her hand, she hesitated again, and finally grabbed the doorknob and gently twisted it open.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and it was dim, with only a gleam of light peeking through the crack in the bathroom door, and a faint sobbing sound.This made Angela feel bad for a while, she didn't understand why she was so dizzy just now.The girl closed the door softly, then walked gently to the bathroom door, and then took a deep breath and opened it with a click. Annie, who was standing in front of the mirror of the bathroom sink, suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, and hurriedly recited the words. , said in a vague voice: "Who came in?"

She glanced at the mirror secretly, and then said anxiously: "I'm fine, I'm fine, Angie, I..."

Angela stepped forward quickly, hugged Annie from behind, and said with deep guilt: "I'm sorry, Annie, I'm very, very sorry, I'm an asshole!"

"No, Angie, it's me..." Annie wanted to turn around, but the girl covered her mouth, put her head on her shoulder, and said softly, "Listen to me, actually... I was afraid of failure..."

At this moment, her heart suddenly became clear, and the girl suddenly understood what she was like. Yes, she was afraid of failure. She was lost in the halo of genius brought about by "plagiarism". On the one hand, she wanted to prove that she was capable of writing scripts. ; On the one hand, I was afraid of the pressure brought by failure, so I didn't dare to take out the script after changing it again and again.

Actually, what if you fail?Who hasn't failed?As long as the script is close to her average, can anyone say anything?Hollywood is indeed a realistic place, not to mention that there are still many ideas recorded in her secret box, it is easy to turn around, even if no film company uses her script, can't she still produce independently?

"...So I'm really an out-and-out bastard. I'm too proud. I'm so proud that I don't want to accept a little failure." Angela murmured, she was not only telling Annie, but also telling Listen to yourself, "Can you forgive me, Anne?"

She gently turned the other person's body. Annie's eyes were red, and tears were still hanging on her eyelashes, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and her soft expression seemed to tell Angela that she no longer cared about it.

The girl caressed her face lightly, then kissed away the remaining teardrops, pressed against her forehead, and softly cried: "Thank you, Anne, thank you for forgiving me."

"It's nothing, Angie, really." Annie whispered, "But if you have such troubles in the future, you can tell me, I will never say it, you know."

"Yes, I know." Angela said softly, and suddenly lowered her head and kissed Annie's lips. Although she didn't kiss too deeply, she just sucked her lower lip slightly, but Annie still opened her eyes wide.

"Okay, is this my promise to you? And you have to promise me that if you have something on your mind, you can tell me, okay?" the girl said with a smile.

Annie looked at her, finally smiled, and nodded affirmatively.

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the next day.Angela still went to Disney with Sparrow. Although she didn't care about whether she would fail or not, she still had to improve the script—the one she took was slightly flawed—at least the script had to maintain the standard. above the average line.

Even without an appointment, George Wells still invited her to the office and turned down several other appointments. Disney was able to get more scripts from Angela because of the good foundation laid at the beginning. No effort is spared in maintaining this relationship.

"You mean that some changes need to be made?" George asked a little surprised after offering a glass of water for the girl, knowing that this was the first time such a thing had happened.

"Yes, I want some plots to be fun and at the same time more in line with the clean-up." Angela explained, but after seeing the other party's dubious expression, she simply admitted: "Okay, it's like this Well, before Jack brought it over, my maid mistakenly put the revised manuscript in when she was tidying up my room, so what you got in your hand is not my final draft."

After a pause, she continued, "I didn't bring the final revised manuscript today, because I just thought of two very interesting ideas yesterday, and I want to add them in."

"So……"

"Not beyond this week, I promise!"

"Okay, then there's no problem." George nodded, and then pressed the answering machine on the table: "Joe, it's me, you go to the editorial team to get the script of "Little Ghost Thief" to the front desk, Angie Miss La will take it with her when she leaves."

"Okay, sir." After listening to the voice from the answering machine, Angela stood up with a smile: "Thank you, George."

"It's nothing, it should be." George stood up, sent her out, and asked casually as he walked, "By the way, Angie, do you really have any objections to the selection of actors?"

The girl raised her head and looked at him with a half-smile. How could she not guess what he was thinking: "You want to invite me to be the leading role?"

"Why not?" Although the idea was guessed through, George didn't feel embarrassed. "This is your script, and I'm afraid no one has a deeper understanding of the characters than you. It's just right!"

"That's the same thing again," Angela pouted, "I remember you said the same thing when you persuaded me to take "The Sixth Sense."

"But that also proves me right, doesn't it?" George said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I'll think about it, this answer should be okay?" The girl shrugged.

"I'd be more satisfied if you could definitely agree to it." He sighed, and at this moment, there was a noise in front of him.

"Mr. Andy, we made an agreement, but why did you change your mind halfway? You have to give me an explanation?!"

"Okay, Stephen, we didn't cancel the shooting plan, we just postponed it, understand? It's just postponed."

"No, no, Mr. Andy, this is the third postponement. When do you plan to postpone it? Is it the end of the world?"

"Watch your words! Mr. Stephen!"

"Well, I don't want to offend you, but this is going too far anyway!"

What happened?George and Angela looked at each other, and walked over quickly.In the middle of the employee aisle, a thin middle-aged man in a short-sleeved T-shirt was talking to another man who looked like a slightly fat executive. The man waved his arms with an excited expression.

The girl knew the supervisor.It's Andy, the deputy manager of the production department. He has dealt with him before. As for the middle-aged man, he doesn't know, but from the conversation just now, it can be heard that the other party is the director or producer.

"That's Stephen Sommers, our contracted director, who is also a screenwriter and producer." George explained to her in a low voice, and then stepped forward quickly: "What happened? This is the work area!" At the same time Glancing around.Those who raised their heads from time to time to take a look at the excitement immediately put their heads down.

"Mr. George, it's better if you come." Stephen immediately passed Andy and said to George, which probably meant that Touchstone had originally agreed to invest in a movie written and directed by him, and also signed a contract.However, it has not been fulfilled for a long time, and the contract has not written in detail about this aspect, so it has been procrastinating, which made Stephen very dissatisfied. After repeated delays, he finally couldn't bear to come to the company to ask for an explanation.

"You know, Mr. Stephen. The film company has always had its own budget. It was clearly written in the original contract that the investment will only be made when the budget is sufficient. The current budget has been scheduled until the end of the year, so it will be slightly delayed It's within the prescribed range!" George felt that he didn't need to explain at all.This is clearly written in the contract.

"No, no, Mr. George, I've waited too long, I can't wait any longer..." Stephen tried hard to convince the other party, causing Angela on the side to shake her head secretly. This is Hollywood, unless Someone appreciates you, otherwise no matter how hard you work, you may not get a chance.

"Okay, Mr. Stephen, that's it. If there is any surplus in the company's budget, I will definitely notify you." George was a little impatient.

Stephen was anxious and frustrated. He raised his hand and wanted to say something, but he was at a loss and didn't know what to say. Then his eyes fell on Angela beside George.

"Is it because of this genius girl?" He suddenly pointed at the girl, which made Angela frown.

"Oh, yes, yes, the genius girl has a new script, right?! And there is more than one, right?!" Stephen said with a little gaffe, "Yes, yes, the film company will only focus on these so-called I don’t care if I lose money on my genius!”

Angela's brows frowned even deeper. Although she was very angry, she still suppressed her voice. Maybe he was indeed a talented guy, and it was true that he couldn't get investment because of her two scripts.

George's face also changed slightly, and he said immediately: "Okay, Mr. Stephen, please get out of here, otherwise I will call the security guard!"

"I'm leaving, you don't need to call me! I have legs!" Stephen seemed really shocked, and finally sneered repeatedly: "I don't know how long this genius girl will be a genius. Judging from her family background, she may be able to go on forever. Maybe she could write more kinds, even totally masculine films!"

These words finally angered Angela, so if she was a little bit guilty before, then this point of guilt has been completely thrown out of the sky now. If only a few people were present, she would just laugh it off, but the scene With so many people, it was like slapping her in the face in public.

What a dead end!The girl didn't wait for George to speak, and said coldly first: "Do you want to confirm?"

Those words stunned the people around them, and they followed Angela to look at Andy: "Mr. Andy, I need some typists who can type on a computer, fast and accurate, and have good hearing."

Andy immediately looked at George, and after the other party nodded, he quickly found three employees with good typing speed around him, arranged them to sit down in front of the nearest computer, and heard the girl say: "Now I will tell you, please Write it down verbatim, and it is best not to miss anything, because I may not be able to write down every detail after I finish speaking."

These words immediately caused a sensation, and the other employees who were already honest all immediately turned their eyes to this side, and Angela cleared her throat and began to read:

"Scene one, exterior scene, overcast, sun blocked, then transition, blurred vista, a man smoking a cigarette.

Voiceover 1: General!We suffered heavy casualties and couldn't hold on anymore!

The scene changed, and the six soldiers carried the coffin forward under the gloomy sky, and then the national flag was lowered; the scene changed again, and the smoking man gradually became clear, and he stood up from the chair, and then the scene changed, only the flames and smoke of the explosion.

Voiceover 1: General Hammer!We need support!

Voiceover 2: Don't worry kids, I won't let you down!

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The girl was walking back and forth in the staff aisle, her eyes were out of focus, and she kept spitting out paragraphs of sentences from her mouth. She had memorized this script many times, and although she still couldn't memorize all of it, it was as if a miracle had helped her at this time. , not at all, she has fully entered the state.

The script that Angela dictated was "Into the Deadly Island"!A long time ago, she was thinking about how to write those masculine movie scripts. She really didn't want to be guessed, but she never had a chance. She didn't expect to bump into one today. In this case, she You're welcome too.

General Hammer: My soldier died, but I didn't get compensation, and I didn't get the corresponding medal!

……

Stanley: Why don't you just tell them where the microfilm is so they can get out?

JOHN: As soon as they know where the microfilm is, they'll kill me instead of letting me out.

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General Hammer: The operation is over, and the consequences will be borne by me alone!

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Finally, the girl stopped, breathed a sigh of relief as if she had just woken up from a dream, and then raised her head and looked around. Everyone looked at her with incomprehensible eyes, except for the typist who was still typing—the number had increased to 5 Bit up.

"What's the matter, shouldn't it be considered okay?" Angela spread her hands, and there was applause from all around, including George, this scene was really surprising.

The girl smiled and nodded to everyone, then glanced at Stephen who was still leaning against the corner, his face was pale and stuck there like a log, which made Angela feel a little pity, sorry, you asked for it.