novelraw Chapter 68 Who was Li Shuo "singing" a duet with in the room?!
Chapter 68 Who was Li Shuo "singing" a duet with in the room?!
Judging from the direction of the sound of breaking glass, an argument was taking place in a corner of the rooftop lounge!
A woman's voice was low but clearly angry: "I said, get out!"
Jessica turned her head abruptly.
There was a blonde woman at the table by the window.
Two white men dressed as hotel staff were each holding a camera and trying to point the lens at the woman's face.
"Drew Barrymore!?"
Jessica practically sprang to her feet and rushed over.
Wow, are California girls really that reckless?
Li Shuo was stunned for a moment, then stood up.
He quickly followed after them, taking out his phone and making a call.
The call was answered quickly.
"Evan."
"explain."
"Someone's secretly filming Drew Barrymore in the rooftop lounge. Jessica's already gone over there, and I'm about to go too."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
"...The legal service session that just ended has restarted!"
Evan Carter gave a snort and hung up the phone.
Li Shuo smiled, put away his phone, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and followed.
In the US, if you have the means, the first thing to do when you encounter a problem is to call a lawyer.
Drew Barrymore, who was confronting the paparazzi, still had the script on the table.
She only ordered one drink... just one!
I really need to relax a bit lately!
In February of this year, "Wedding Singer" was released, in which she played a sweet, loved, and normal girl.
This is her first "good girl" role after she became an adult, and also her most important transitional work.
Drinking at age 9, using drugs at age 13, and going to rehab at age 15... those are things from "a past life".
But the things from your "past life" won't let you off the hook.
The movie "Wedding Singer" has become a huge hit.
Her 1995 Playboy cover has been dug up and repeatedly drenched in the media.
They were also interviewed during the promotion.
"Won't taking nude photos make film producers hesitate to cast you in pure romance films?"
She remembers that her response at the time was quite assertive!
"That was a decision I made when I was 19, and I don't regret it. But I have no intention of making it a second time."
Then the public relations team was in a complete mess.
Her agent also told her that audition invitations for several mainstream family-friendly projects had been withdrawn.
Those film producers may not say it, but they still can't get over that hurdle in their hearts.
So she chose this place.
The newly renovated Peninsula Hotel just reopened this year, so there shouldn't be any paparazzi infiltrating it yet.
She moved in with the script, auditioning for the new movie "A Kiss to Seal the World," wanting to quietly prepare for the project.
Then... these two paparazzi, dressed in hotel uniforms, who suddenly appeared, held their cameras up to her face.
"Hey Drew! Didn't you say in an interview that you're a health enthusiast who goes to bed promptly at 11 p.m. every night?"
The flash was blinding.
"Why are you drinking so early in the morning?"
Then, in a panic and anger, she smashed the cup!
It’s over.
She can already think of tomorrow's headlines!
"Child star's image collapses again: a pretentious comeback attempt backfires!"
Will they be able to climb back up this time?
"Hey!"
Suddenly a young girl stood in front of her and reached out to block the camera.
Drew recognized the face.
Jessica Alba, the beautiful California girl on the audition list, is auditioning for a supporting role today.
She had seen the photos.
The girl tried to grab the camera, but in her haste, she knocked over a vase on a nearby display shelf.
Water flowed down, soaking her clothes. The fabric clung to her skin, outlining her shapely bust and cinched waist.
The two paparazzi immediately turned their cameras away, seemingly trying to take a mocking picture.
Then a suit jacket appeared just in time.
Drew looked up and saw a young man with an Asian face, expressionless, draping his jacket over Jessica's shoulder.
Then came a flurry of dazzling hand gestures.
The paparazzi's camera is gone?
The way these two cameras changed hands is like magic!
"you!"
Li Shuo ignored them.
He flipped the camera over and confirmed it was a Canon EOS 1N, filmed on film.
Press the latch, flip up the pressure plate, and the entire roll of film is exposed to the air.
Then it pulled half of it out the window.
Exposure complete.
"You fucking—!"
Another paparazzo rushed up and reached out to snatch it.
Li Shuo turned to the side without moving, but raised his hand slightly, as if teasing a dog.
The other party missed.
Another volume has been revealed.
"These two gentlemen!"
Evan Carter had somehow joined the group, standing to one side, followed by the hotel manager and two security guards. He was holding a cell phone.
"Under Section 51 of the New York State Civil Code, taking a person's portrait for commercial purposes without permission constitutes a violation of privacy. The hotel's surveillance cameras recorded your actions of wearing uniforms and impersonating employees, which constitutes illegal entry and identity fraud."
He paused.
"Boss, should I call the police?"
He looked at Li Shuo.
Then Li Shuo politely handed the camera back with a smile, the lens facing down, the film compartment open, and all the film inside was already wasted.
"Let's all leave... it's almost lunchtime." He shook his head slightly as if sighing.
"You work so hard, you need to eat on time. Otherwise, would you prefer to go somewhere with a more structured lifestyle?"
The two paparazzi's faces turned a deep shade of liver.
They exchanged a glance.
The sheepish footsteps disappeared into the elevator.
The actual hotel staff were cleaning there.
Drew Barrymore looked at the group of people in front of him.
The California girl wearing that navy blue suit jacket, and the handsome Asian young man she was staring intently at.
"...Thank you," she said, her voice a little hoarse.
Li Shuo turned to look at her.
Looking at the current forlorn state of this future Charlie's Angels, I think of the movie I liked in my previous life, 50 First Dates.
Alright, although I don't want to hold this person back, and you'll probably figure it out later, I'll still give you a heads-up.
"Hey, Drew," he said.
Drew looked up.
"If you're really worried about production companies rejecting you because of your past, why don't you just start your own production company?"
"...What?"
"Buy the IP yourself and produce the film yourself."
Li Shuo looked at her slightly bewildered eyes.
"Those hesitant production companies will then have no chance to reject you."
Drew opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.
But her eyes grew brighter and brighter!
She stood up somewhat hastily, took two steps outside, then suddenly stopped and turned back!
Pointing at Li Shuo, she asked Jessica, "Your boyfriend?"
Jessica paused for a moment, about to explain, but then instinctively looked at Li Shuo.
Drew was a little impatient and didn't wait for her reply.
"You don't need to audition today!"
Then she smiled warmly again!
"For the dirty clothes, you can ask my agent how much they cost when you get back to filming. Or, if you have time, go shopping with me and I'll buy you new ones."
Then she nodded to Li Shuo, as if she was rushing to do something very important.
After she left, Jessica immediately asked the question that had been on her mind.
"How did you do that? It was 'Chinese Kung Fu' again! So cool! So amazing!"
Jessica's eyes were wide open in a cute way.
Li Shuo didn't answer at first, but glanced at her.
His clothes, soaked to the bone, looked rather disheveled under his suit jacket.
I glanced at it again, and the prompt that had just appeared in my mind came back to me.
[Reward: Target Affinity Female Star: Jessica Alba Affinity Material Reward *10]
[Start drawing rewards: Confirm/No]
Li Shuo didn't rush to draw the prize... he helped her towards the elevator.
"Um...that's called Tai Chi...never mind, I'll explain it to you later. Let me take you to my room first, and you can take care of yourself."
He also headed towards the elevator.
"I'll ask the hotel to buy some new clothes and send them over."
Jessica followed and suddenly leaned close to Li Shuo's ear.
Li Shuo listened to her whispers with a ticklish feeling... then felt somewhat helpless.
"All right!"
As Jessica entered the elevator, she remembered Drew's words and muttered to herself, "Not today? So, do I even need to audition for this role...?"
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The corridor on the 21st floor of the Peninsula Hotel.
Natalie is in a good mood today.
She got up at five in the morning and, following the recipe she bought from Chinatown, tried and failed several times before finally making a Chinese fried rice that looked presentable.
The shrimp were peeled by myself, the eggs were fried by myself, and the scallions were chopped unevenly, but it smelled very appetizing.
She stood at the door of Li Shuo's room, carrying a thermos.
Just as I was about to ring the doorbell.
Faint sounds could be heard coming from inside the door.
A woman's.
It's not about speaking.
It was the kind of voice she had occasionally found in the old videotapes at home, and later secretly watched a few more times.
I remember it was a French film.
The male and female characters are leaning against the window, with snow outside and bright white lighting! The woman is tilting her head back and "singing" a duet with the man!
Natalie's hand froze above the doorbell as she was pulled into that memory.
Why... is there such a loud "duet" going on inside?
Even the top-tier suites couldn't completely block out the sound?!
Her mind went completely blank!
Then came shame, anger, and rage!
Her first reaction was to turn around and walk away.
His feet were stuck in place.
On what grounds?
She always thought Li Shuo embodied the refinement, respect, and restraint of an Easterner.
She has always felt that this feeling is quite good.
Is he inside now? ...With whom?
She was unaware of her own expression at that moment.
All she knew was that her hands started frantically pressing the doorbell.
The sound inside has stopped!?
Natalie started banging on the door!
a bit.
Two times.
Three times.
"Natalie!?"
Huh?! Why is Li's voice coming from behind me?!
She turned around abruptly.
Li Shuo stood at the other end of the corridor, carrying a women's clothing brand shopping bag in his hand, with Evan Carter standing next to him.
The two men looked at her with the same expression: "What's this girl up to now?!"
Natalie's hand was still suspended in mid-air, resting on the empty door panel.
If only the floor could crack right now, she would promise not to run away...
Wait a minute—something's not right!
Is someone inside? Who is it?
Then I remembered the shopping bag in Li Shuo's hand!
Natalie Portman became alert!