novelraw Chapter 158
Chapter 158
TIMI's Q&A activity starts at [-]:[-] pm.
Josie came home from work early, lay lazily on the bed, enjoying Dorota's feeding, and the professional masseur's full-body service, listening to the questions Kelly read to her with her ears only.
I didn't know that the first one was extremely explosive.
"I want to know, all the people you worked with fell into the sea, who would you save first, Josie?"
Kelly tried her best not to laugh, but there was no way this question was too hurtful. She couldn't help laughing, and looked forward to Josie's answer.
Well, although most people in the dock know that Josie and Edward are having an affair - and possibly several - no one will go to her in person to mention it, because it is obvious that the woman is surrounded by more and more people. Many, but the man was struck out early, and has not yet been brought into her circle of friends.
This can explain the problem very much.
Therefore, no matter whether it is Kelly or Brittany and others discussing in private, they all think that the person who has the best chance to officially take over the position and become the boyfriend of Ms. Sweetheart is Josh Jones besides Leonardo DiCaprio. .
But in view of Leo's rumored partners, and I also act like a new Hollywood playboy, Kelly still prefers Josh who is reticent.
Look, this scheming boy has successfully integrated into Josie's circle of friends by virtue of his natural advantages, and has been performing well all the time. He has been promoted from "deadly enemy" to "closer friend" friend".
And it also occupies favorable terrain such as "neighbors".
In contrast, Edward Norton, who was tangled and tangled, missed his opportunity, Leonardo DiCaprio, surrounded by beauties, flew into the air, and the recent Christian Bale was just a "summer holiday". Nu is obviously more suitable to be a friend...and the combination of Jo-Jo is amazingly beautiful, and it can make people make up a series of plots casually.
Kelly will never admit that she was brainwashed by that MV.
"They are miserable. But it doesn't matter, I choose to save David Finch." Josie answered naturally, opened her mouth by the way, and bit the strawberry handed over by Dorota.
Also, David Fincher is now the director of "Fight Club", his importance is self-evident, but this way of answering the question is too cunning, right?
Sure enough, those online fans feel the same way as Kelly, so the second question is a straight ball.
"Who is your ideal type? You must name a celebrity who is still alive!"
——Oh, it seems that everyone is very concerned about Josie's love life.
But this still didn't bother Josie, she only heard her chuckle and announced a name: "Jim Stewart. I like his Julien so much, I really hope that "Red and Black" can be filmed for a few more seasons. "
This is a European actor who is far away from Hollywood. He has excellent acting skills and appearance. He was the No.1 choice for the role of "Carl" when "The Perfect Victim" was cast, but he is filming "Eden" and has no intention of Hollywood, so Declined the invitation.
Interestingly, the handsome and refined Jim Stewart was once regarded by James Cameron as one of the sources of the image creation of the hero Jack in "Titanic". At that time, James Cameron described Jack as "young Jim Stewart", "with a touch of Jack London".
Eve, who was on the phone call, interjected, "Wait, don't use this answer. I'm worried that I'll see news about 'a well-known Hollywood actress falling in love with Europe' in the newspaper tomorrow morning."
What she said made sense, so Josie didn't object, but changed to a completely safe standard option, "Tom Hanks? But won't this make the answer seem mediocre and boring?"
Eve replied: "No, just use this answer, I will polish it. You know, your 'not wrong' is more important than 'boring'. Especially in the awards season, sometimes the wrong sentence Words can set everything back to zero."
The image of Tom Hanks as a good old man is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. To the general public, he is a father of the nation, a safe card.
Kelly operated the computer, and continued to read the next question: "Hi, Josie, I'm a die-hard fan, can you tell me something about Toronto that impresses you?"
"The signature burgers at Links Burgers are delicious, and the scenery in Ransden Park is pleasant. My partner, Mr. Zun Long, often plays with dogs there." After Josie finished her answer, she asked Kelly , "Speaking of which, have his pet consignment procedures been completed?"
Kelly glanced at the memo, "Connie confirmed that everything is going well." She returned to the computer after Josie nodded, "First of all, thank you for coming to this event, what I want to know is, What do you usually like to eat?"
"Sushi and Hong Kong-style refreshments." Josie replied.
"Recommend a band you like, sweetheart."
"Radiohead, dear."
"How about a movie you've been watching lately?"
""The Room of Weima", a creative cartoon, is amazing."
"Tell me, what have you been reading lately?"
"Fight Club and Blade."
Josie completed nearly three 10-minute Q&A activities under Eve's full control. At the same time, the other two leading actors of "Fight Club" were also conducting Q&A online.
Edward Norton directly handed over his account to Robin, and he occasionally answered some real questions about the movie during the phone connection.
Robin took care of everything, and then deliberately stopped before ending the call, and asked, "Ed, how do you get along with Josie in the crew?"
"We are all professionals." Edward answered seemingly flawlessly. If he hadn't left the webpage on the computer at the interface of Josie's social account... perhaps that would have been more convincing.
"Well, anyway—" Robin said sincerely, "I'm sorry for misleading you about it."
Having said that, Robin does not regret doing this, because whether it is she, Alan or Edward, they are all vested interests.
Edward sighed slowly, and replied: "I don't want a next time, Robin. And, Josie and I, we are completely over, don't do unnecessary things."
...
David Fincher shot a dozen or so for the first scene on the first day, and the number of NGs on the second day remained the same. Sometimes it’s not that there is something wrong with the actor’s performance, but that the director wants more some possibilities.
It may be that they took 99 pieces, but he still likes the first one the most.
This made Josie worry about the progress of the filming, and even couldn't bear to confront David Fincher face to face several times, but the other party just pretended to be stupid every time, and got away with it, and the next time he still NGed Not soft.
Josie had no choice but to find the annoying Archie Arnold to sit on the set in Los Angeles, which annoyed David Fincher.
The filming of the movie is in progress——
Mara sneered and threw away the cigarette butt, always resisting the urge to punch Jack's innocent and cowardly scum in the face.
And Jack was still chattering: "I know you don't want to believe my words now, but..."
Jack chased Mara into a restaurant, but found that all the employees in the restaurant were members of the fight club, and he felt more and more that Mara was in danger, but Mara herself didn't know it.
After ordering food from the waiter, Mara impatiently took off the pair of small round sunglasses that could only cover the dark circles under her eyes, folded her arms and said, "You have 30 seconds to explain to me."
"I know I used to act weird, okay?" Jack sat across from Marla, leaning forward trying to figure it out, "I know I acted like two people..."
Mara crossed her arms and snorted coldly, "Two people? Dr. Incarnation and the Heartless Man?"
Jack was helpless, "I know this is bad, but I realized one really important thing."
"What." Mara was expressionless, still showing a gesture of resistance.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Jack felt that his heart was going to be broken, but the indescribable guilt barely put it together again, leaking everywhere.
His voice involuntarily began to show a little trembling and tension, and he sped up his speech: "Listen, I, I didn't figure out the relationship between us until now. I won't go into details for the reason, but the key is that I now know I used to treat you very badly."
"It doesn't matter," Mara said dryly.
As she spoke, she glanced casually at the clock on the wall and gave Jack a fleeting smirk.
Jack immediately became more nervous, and quickly said: "No, no, give me another 15 seconds, just 15 seconds, please!"
Mara closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair, acquiescing.
Jack's voice was fast and urgent, looking at Mara eagerly: "15 seconds, don't talk—I want to tell you, I'm sorry. Because I finally understand one thing, that is, I really like you , Marla."
Mara took a deep breath not too obviously, and said in a complicated tone, "Is it really like this?"
She slightly loosened the arms that held her tightly, and there was a hint of wavering in her subconscious posture and expression.
"That's true." Jack said sincerely, "I care about you so much that I don't want anything bad to happen to you because of me—Listen, Marla, your life is in danger now."
"What?" Mara's tone rose sharply, as if she had heard something unreasonable—and, to be honest, it was all true to her.
Who would believe the words of a crazy ex-boyfriend?
Especially when he also told her that her life was in danger?
Oh, wasn't her greatest danger just around the corner—him himself?
But Jack continued stubbornly: "You have to get out of town for a while, don't go to any big cities, go hiking or do something..."
"I'm sure—" Mara interrupted abruptly, and sneered annoyedly, her expression regained the initial resistance, "and sure, you are really crazy."
But Jack couldn't control it anymore, he was still saying, "I know, I know, I've involved you in something terrible..."
Mara frowned, "No, shut up."
Barely suppressing her violent emotions, she could hardly stand Jack's nonsense.
What exactly does he want to do?
Well, for God's sake, why was she still messing with this goddamn man—he was a total jerk, crazy, crazy!
Mara pursed her lips, unable to bear the thought.
Jack was particularly worried, "You are not safe, Marla, you need to know that you are..."
"I said—" Mara interrupted, annoyed, "Shut up!"
This rather grotesque heroine has always been indifferent or even languid, and was finally brought to the extreme by this momentary hysterical emotional outburst, officially entering her own cadenza.
In the next second, her cornflower-colored eyes burst into a ray of moist water, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed that it never appeared, but the powerful appeal of the actor himself has already made the audience empathize.
She lowered her eyes slightly, paused twice, and then her tense shoulders relaxed.
The whole restaurant fell silent.