CHAPTER 37 , BUT THATS IT

Martin leaned over and asked, "Did you draw lines in the book?" "

This is a very oppressive pose, and his tall figure, cold eyes, and deep voice all exacerbate this oppression in all aspects.

The huge pressure in his heart fell on his body like a shadow of substance, shrouded between Allen's eyebrows, and his apprehensive heart.

Alan didn't dare to look away, but she shrunk her shoulders and habitually wrapped her hands around her arms—a typical defensive suggestive gesture.

She shook her head and still said, "No, I didn't. "

It's just that the voice involuntarily lowered.

Martin immediately sneered and said, "I don't believe it. You're lying. "

Eren shook his head again, biting her lip, and said almost pleadingly, "No, I..."

"I don't believe you anymore! I've seen that videotape! Martin ignored Allen's pitiful look, in fact it misled Martin's judgment, "I've seen it, I know what he did to you, but I want to listen to you." "

His tone is fast and powerful, giving a strong sense of determination.

Eren hugged his arm tightly and snorted, "No... No... No..."

Her upturned face drooped, and a pair of big blue eyes were instantly filled with tears, and her eyes and nose were faintly red, becoming more and more pitiful.

Martin refused to let her go, "Tell me everything, don't do senseless things, tell me the truth, don't think about continuing to lie!" "

He suddenly leaned over and said in Allen's ear: "You killed him!" "

Allen's tears burst out of her eyes, and she quickly lowered her eyes and covered her ears again, as if she was hiding something, as if she was hiding something.

She still didn't forget to say, "No..."

"You killed him, admit it!" Martin chased after him, and his conceit outside the play made his mood more and more high, and he cursed in a stack of voices: "Little bastard! You killed it! You bastard! "

Eren hugged his head, his body shrunk into a ball, and his voice was weaker: "No..."

Her head hangs very low, her facial features are almost hidden in the shadows, only a snow-white chin and trembling lips are exposed, and there is a desperate beauty that is on the verge of breakage, extremely beautiful and extremely fragile.

Martin slapped the table in front of Allen, causing a shudder in the latter's entire self-protection mechanism.

Eren shook her head desperately, mumbling something in her mouth and gasping for breath quickly, which made her staccato words even more fragmented and inaudible.

Martin turned a blind eye to all this and sneered: "You killed him!" "

"Nope!"

Allen's voice was suddenly sharp, and her whole person suddenly stopped.

Everything around us has a breath of condensation.

Eren suddenly raised his head, his hands deeply inserted into his hair, revealing a pair of violent and cold eyes, and the rich pupils condensed under her eyes, like a heavy cloud, surrounded by a silent storm.

The tail of her slightly raised eyes was a shallow scarlet, adding a hint of mysterious perversity.

Allen stared at Martin in front of him tightly, and his tone was serious: "Don't fucking yell at me, who do you think you're talking to, you mongrel!" "

Her tone was very cold at first, slow and clear, and then slightly raised, but her mood was calm and stable, and her originally plain and weak face seemed to be ignited at this moment, bursting with a surprising look.

Completely different.

Alan's expression, gesture, emphasis... Most importantly, her eyes were completely different.

It was an extremely aggressive look.

Her eyes almost didn't blink for a moment, her brows were lowered, and the arch of her eyebrows lifted upwards, forming two shadows above her eyes, shrouding the entire gaze in a deeper hue.

And the muscles under that eye tightened, giving her facial expression a dangerous and tense coldness, and the corners of her mouth tightened and skimmed downwards at the same time.

"Who the are you?" Eren raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

Martin seemed to be shocked by Allen's instantaneous change of face, and it took about three seconds before he asked: "... You, again, who is it? "

"Ha, this is my territory, who the are you asking me?" Alan's waist was no longer curled up, she sat on the chair and tilted her chin back, and a haughty arc of laughter appeared on her lips, "Aha, I remember, you guy is a lawyer." "

Just such a smile, this new personality that is completely different from the cowardly and timid Allen has come alive.

Martin still looked at Eren in amazement and slowly straightened up.

Allen sneered at Martin and sat there with his legs spread nonchalantly, his left hand resting boringly on the table, and his right hand hanging down his body.

Her eyes are sharp, like a hunter observing his prey urgently, her eyes do not blink frequently, appearing strong and focused.

"This time you screw up, barrister, they're going to inject Ellen with poison or tie her to a chair, it's dead anyway... Uh-oh, you screwed up. She emphasized.

"Where is Alan?" Martin asked.

Eren lifted his eyelids and smiled nonchalantly: "Who the fuck knows." Hide in some corner and cry bitterly, that damn coward, you fucking freaked her out, lawyer. "

She said "fxxking" three times in a row, and only then did she hook the corners of her lips with a bad smile.

This smile is different from the previous arrogance, not so cold, but with disdain and accusation.

Of course, disdain is for Alan.

The blame was directed at Martin.

Because Eren is her captive possession, no one is entitled to harm Ellen, except her.

"You'll have to talk to me." Allen stood up and took a step forward, his steps were large but not fast, and he approached Martin who was standing there step by step, and Martin was forced by her momentum and couldn't help but fall backwards, "Listen clearly, I don't repeat the second time, look at me, you dare to intimidate Allen again, I'll definitely fucking kick your ass and make it look good!" "

She grabbed Martin by the collar, pushed the man who was much taller than herself into the chair, and then leaned in in the same very oppressive way-

"Understand?"

Allen's one hand lifted Martin's collar, his forehead almost touched the latter's brow bone, and the snorts of the two were only a touch away.

This should have been a very ambiguous romantic scene.

However, Allen's suddenly downcast eyes were full of substantial threats and cruelty, coldly and silently lingering on this originally pure and lovely beautiful face, all turned into disregard for life, and obvious conceit.

Martin was forced by Allen's momentum to look into the eyes of the man in front of him in disbelief, and the chaotic thoughts filled his rapidly racing brain, so that he was stunned for a while.

Until Allen loosened his hand, slowly straightened up, and lifted her clear and graceful chin, revealing a proud expression.

Alan, no, Josie let out a chuckle.

She laughed, "Barrister? But that's it. "

Pun intended.

There was a moment of silence in the studio, only the sound of the camera running.

This is not the set, so there are fewer people shouting to stop, but Josie has no desire to continue performing, and pouts and shouts: "Kevin, where are my high heels?" God knows why it's so dirty in this studio, ewww, I really can't stay for a second. "

Her sudden complaint did not cause everyone's dissatisfaction, but it was easier to distinguish the typical upper-class bourgeois lady in front of her from the cruel and crazy character just now.

Because before this, most of the people present thought that she was the kind of blonde silly girl in the "Leader" movie who could only shop and swipe cards.

But apparently, she wasn't.

Josie. Horton is not only not the blonde in the usual sense, but also a talented and amazing actor!

Look at that poor big star Richard over there. Kiel bar.

In the field he is proud of, he completely collapsed to a newcomer he looked down on, and he was still an actress.

Kevin smiled and indulged Josie's extra willfulness today, personally put her high heels on her, and said, "You are beautiful, sweetheart." "

His sweetheart put on her coat and smiled sweetly at him.

"It seems that we don't need a public audition for the role of 'Allen'?" Paramount's president Shirley. Lan Xing stepped forward and said with just the right amount of enthusiasm: "Josie, your performance is wonderful. "

Josie's smile was slightly sluggish, and it visibly faded a little.

Oh, as soon as she saw the strong woman in front of her, she seemed to see the banknotes belonging to Sony Columbia flying away.

The natural mood is not so wonderful.

But out of politeness, she still bowed her head slightly and calmly said, "Thank you, Shirley." "

Shirley. Lansing didn't care.

In fact, Hollywood stars who became famous and talented at a young age are probably a little unusual.

And Josie. Horton took both good things, and she certainly had the right to be arrogant.

Shirley. Lansing turned to Josie's agent Kevin. Havien, proposed, "Kevin, why don't we sign the contract today?" It just so happens that the main creative team is there, and you can also have a party to celebrate. "

Hollywood loves to party, but unfortunately, Josie hates parties.

Bored.

Kevin shook his head and smiled, "Oh, Shirley, no hurry, we can make an appointment to sit down and talk slowly." "

Agency?

That's not something to sign up easily.

Everyone knows that Josie and Paramount still have two films with a salary of at least 150,000 US dollars, but the problem is that Josie does not want only 150,000, but Paramount only wants 150,000.

As an agent, Kevin's interests are directly linked to the client's salary, and as for how to obtain the contract that best suits their interests, it is necessary for both parties to sit down and negotiate word by word.

"Okay, of course." Shirley. Lansing's smile remained unchanged.

Obviously, she didn't intend to give Josie the market price she deserved.

- Business is business.

It's just a temptation, if you can sign on the spot, it's better, if not, then they will always reach a consensus.

On the other side, Richard. Kiel barely collected his mind and couldn't help but glance at Josie more.

His agent said softly: "It's nothing, Richard, you are the biggest star in the crew." "

Richard. Kiel retracted his gaze and said, "Yes, I am." But who can guarantee that she won't rob me? "

"How is it possible." His agent smiled and said, "Josie. Horton has only made two movies, and she wasn't even born when you became famous! Take it easy, but it's because you've just returned from a holiday in India, and you're not adjusting well, and you're out of touch today. "

Richard. Kiel listened expressionlessly as his agent comforted himself.

No one knows better than himself that he is not out of line, but he is really pressed by this young man, although there are a small number of reasons for the role.

But to press the play is to press the play.

Richard. Kiel habitually brushed his sideburns, but he touched the hair and beard he had been growing long since returning from his vacation in India, and this hairy touch made him irritated for a while, so he couldn't help but interrupt: "Don't say it, why didn't you remind me to trim my hairstyle?" I must be smelling curry all over my body! "

No wonder that little Bichi would dislike Paramount's studio strangely, it turned out to mean something.

"Sorry, Richard, for my mistake..." his agent touched his nose.

Okay, it's not a big deal to scold a few words, as long as Richard doesn't get by with money.

Therefore, brokers are one of the most unethical professions in the circle, and they are willing to do anything without a contract.

Richard glanced at him, "When the official shooting, I will find the scene." "

He made up his mind to give her a good look.

"Wait, Richard, do you agree to use her?"

"Why not? Isn't that exactly what you and CAA want? "Richard. Kiel smiled sarcastically, "Or let Keanu. Reeves, a junior with no acting skills at all, stepped on my name to get on top? But Shirley. The number that Lansing said is not good, my salary cannot be reduced again and again. "

Yes, despite knowing it's Paramount Shirley. Lansing's Yang Mou, he still willingly fell into the trap.

Since the excellent script and characters have been bumped into by him, he will do whatever it takes to seize the opportunity, Josie. Although Horton, this little girl, is a little arrogant, but she can play this role well, he doesn't mind putting up with it for a while.

Who let all those who think he's about to go out of breath?

This is Hollywood.

This is the most realistic Vanity Fair in the world.

But, so fascinating, isn't it?