novelraw Chapter 124
Chapter 124
The living room of this rather large apartment was full of people, with joyful expressions still fixed on their faces, each of them craned their necks to look at the door, while Josie was holding a cake that had just been lit with candles, looking at it in surprise and surprise. Looking at Leonardo who was sprayed with colored paper just as he opened the door.
"Leo?" Josie called Leonardo's name subconsciously, and quickly realized, "Oh, God, you came to find me?"
"Um...Actually, I was passing by." Leonardo scratched his hair, backed out and glanced at the house number of the apartment here and opposite, feeling that now is not a good time to reminisce about the past.
Josie didn't know what to say for a while.
On the contrary, her assistant Kelly rolled her eyes, and while beckoning Leonardo to come in, she reminded: "The atmosphere team is preparing again, I think Josh will arrive at the scene in ten seconds at the latest! Ron, why don't you call?" Delay on a phone call?"
"That's a good idea!" Ron hurriedly found his mobile phone.
But just as he dialed the number, the familiar cell phone rang in the elevator outside the door.
Josie's middle school friend Elizabeth holds a handheld camera and isn't quite sure if she needs to keep filming.
She is a Hungarian mixed race with obvious Asian features. She is not welcomed by the elites of the Upper East Side of Brearley Girls' School in school. Instead, she becomes friends with the withdrawn and weird transfer student Josie Horton.
Elizabeth gave Josie a wink.
Unexpectedly, this friend of hers touched the ends of her hair in a calm manner, adjusted her expression, and began to sing: "Happy birthday to you——"
Kelly suddenly realized, and quickly joined in.
So when the elevator door opened, Josh habitually put on a cool face, and the oncoming happy birthday chorus was full of atmosphere. Whether it was his classmates at New York University or friends who played music, everyone People's faces are full of smiles.
He was stunned for a moment at first, and then he was very helpless and couldn't restrain the upward arc of the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't see Leonardo DiCaprio who spontaneously went to the edge of the crowd, and immediately locked his eyes on the person holding the cake in front of him girl.
"Wow——" Josh exaggeratedly held his chest and took a small step back, "I mean, wow, this is really a huge surprise!"
Mark bumped fists with Josh, put a festive little hat on him, and reminded: "Come on, please take a close-up of our best actor for the camera, and then we will make a wish and blow out the candles. "
Josie came forward with the cake in her hands. The two small candles had already been half burned, but in the current atmosphere, they looked extraordinarily warm and pleasant.
Josh closed his eyes and made a quick wish, then opened his eyes and blew out the small flames in front of him, and then Josie scraped a little cream on the tip of his nose, and the cake was shared by everyone.
Ron put the CD into the classroom player. It was a song from the latest album of the popular Backstreet Boys, "As long as you love me".
This is really... Heck, it fits Josh's mental journey.
Mark nearly bursts out laughing and gives their adorable friend Ron a thumbs up.
And Josh silently raised his middle finger for Ron, but in a blink of an eye he saw Josie taking a piece of cake and walking over to Leonardo who was standing by the door.
Ron followed Josh's line of sight and did not criticize his friend's emotional problems casually. Instead, he touched his chin and commented relatively seriously: "She is really a nearly perfect woman. She is young, beautiful, independent, and has a successful career. Cheng and Shuangshang are normal, and the most important thing is that there is a family trust—oh, I dare say, no man with normal sexual orientation can refuse her."
Compared with women, men's courtship is much simpler and more realistic.
Josh looked back, showing a faint smile to his friend, and asked without answering, "So what?"
"As long as she love you?" Ron added meanly.
Josh didn't continue to answer, but stopped his friend's shoulder with one hand, turned around with him and said, "Come on, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we should have a good chat."
"Shut your mouth, Ron." Mark said, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised a little.
Seeing this scene, Ron shrugged uninterestedly: "Okay, I understand what you mean, man, you have completely fallen... After all, this house is really good, it was bought by David ?"
By the living room door.
Leonardo took a symbolic sip of the cream on the cake, leaned there and talked to Josie, also with a proper smile on his face.
Today's surprise party looks fine, but -- so what?
Only the birthday he shared with her is a truly special and memorable day, which cannot be imitated unless it is a new life.
Thinking of this, Leonardo glanced at Josh Jones not far away, with a hint of indifference, and unreservedly exuded the charm of a big star.
——Oh, how long can a Hollywood-style love last?You must know that in this circle, a stable relationship for more than one year can be regarded as a golden wedding.
"You and Ernest Dawson are going to shoot your previous short film?" Leonardo put the cake in his hand aside very naturally, and crossed his arms in front of his chest in a seemingly casual gesture.
"Yes, he hopes to invite you to audition." Josie talked about the business, unconsciously ignoring the gleaming beauty of the person in front of her, "But I remember, you don't have a date for next year."
Leonardo said slowly: "If it was someone else's invitation, then of course I won't, but if that person is you, I might consider it."
Josie thought it was funny, and couldn't help shaking her head: "Leo, this is not like you." Before Leonardo could answer, she continued, "You can read the script, but I'm not sure if this role is suitable for you , On the one hand, this is an unpleasant murderer character, on the other hand, he is not the core of the movie, and if I were your agent, I would reject it for you."
Leonardo just smiled, his bright blue eyes were almost shining, and he said in a soft voice almost like a cloud: "Anyway, I will read the script first, and I will not do anything to embarrass you .”
Say whoever comes.
Ernest Dawson came out of the elevator, stood outside the door suspiciously and looked at the closed apartment door on one side, and Josie at the lively party scene on the other side.
"Sorry, I should have called you first," Ernest said. "This doesn't seem like a good time to talk."
He should have contacted Josie before coming, but he had an important flash of inspiration, and Josie's mobile phone and landline were both unanswered. Whether it was for the original purpose or concern for his friends, he should go Such a trip.
Josie was a little surprised, but after shooting a short video and long-term correspondence, she knew very well that Ernest was not the kind of person who would make trouble out of nothing, so she gave him a questioning look.
"Script question," answered Ernest curtly.
Josie had no choice but to look back at Leonardo.
Leonardo was looking away from the handsome and indifferent blond young man outside the door. He noticed that Josie was hesitant to speak, and said first, "Is it the script we just mentioned? I'm very interested. Why don't you bring me with you when you discuss! You know, I don't know any of your friends..."
As he spoke, he revealed a little bewildered embarrassment.
— Well, he pretended.
Does the little Hollywood party prince worry about being out of place in Manhattan?This is too fake.
Leonardo smiled slightly, without blushing.
Josie simply didn't intend to expose him.
Glancing at the protagonist of the party, Josh, who was surrounded by everyone, Josie, who had already regarded him as a friend in a normal way, did not stay any longer, and took Leonardo and Ernest back to her own apartment next door , and seriously discussed the script of "The Perfect Victim".
As everyone knows, the protagonist of today's birthday party found out about her disappearance, and instantly lost interest.
"Well, don't be so depressed, buddy." Ron patted Josh on the shoulder, "Woman, I know you have high vision, but it doesn't hinder you from having fun, right?"
He winked at the avant-garde girl next to him, who chewed bubble gum and blew the big bubbles, then took out a bunch of small pills from his jeans pocket, poured two into his mouth, and smiled at Joe Why go.
"Josh..." She was about to give the abstinent and hot singer a kiss.
Josh pushed the other party away without thinking about it, regardless of any gentlemanly demeanor.
He gave Ron a hard look, and warned, "Don't make trouble in my place, I don't like it."
Ron spread his hands, put his arms around the girl and walked out.
After all, as a friend, Ron knew Josh's temper too well. If they stayed and got high regardless, he would definitely beat him up and clean him out of the social circle.
Josh still couldn't feel at ease, so he asked Mark to check the people at the party together, and flushed all the rotten leaves they found into the sewer, so he felt at ease.
The singer's party was actually clean?
Unbelievable, but Josh Jones did it, especially when he was a second-generation Upper West Sider — and a damn white kid — stepping into the East Coast hip-hop scene, which is very unsatisfying up.
In the mansion belonging to another more famous "Jones", a big figure in the hip-hop circle and even the music circle's godfather level, Quincy Jones waved to his daughter Rashida Jones and asked her to come over to the sofa next to him.
The producer known as Q has recorded albums for Michael Jackson, Barbara Streisand and other singers, and also single-handedly excavated Oprah Winfrey and Whoopi Goldberg, the current black lights. Both Hollywood and the music industry have extraordinary influence.
"Honey, have you met the young man from the Ronson family?" Quincy Jones asked.
"Dad, this is not something you should pay close attention to!" Rashida Jones looked helpless, "Compared to this, have you been drinking too much recently?"
Quincy Jones avoided talking, and muttered: "This kid is not bad, his family background and talent and hard work are not lacking. It is only when he compares it with the damned Josie Horton and Josh Jones So brilliant."
Rashida Jones didn't answer the call.
In fact, if you put it together with Josie Horton, Josh Jones, who has just become popular, is still a lot worse, and Hollywood stars have always been more powerful than pop singers.
In particular, Josie Horton did not take the actor route that most young people would choose. Instead, she established her own production company early on. Backed by her own Sky Screen Capital and Fox, which has a big business, she turned to Hollywood The most important field of production.
This choice is too calm and too sensible.
Josie Horton doesn't seem to care about Hollywood's luscious luxury, the celebrity treatment of popular stars, and everyone's passionate pursuit of this sweetheart lady—she even went to NYU to be quiet when she was still popular go to college!
Well, sure enough, the blood belonging to Wall Street has always flowed in her body, and every choice she made is so amazing and unsurprising, with a very clear goal.
how to say--
Compared with trying to date Mark Ronson, Rashida Jones thinks that she is more inclined to run amok in Hollywood and have her own career like Josie Horton.
Instead of what it is like now: the grand princess chooses her son-in-law?