CHAPTER 42, COMPROMISE OF KEANU

The hand belonging to an adult male stretched out from the diagonal thorn, and the palm of the hand opened upwards to place a blank card and signature pen, the fingers were not slender and good-looking, and the shape of the nails was round and blunt, showing that the line of the hand was far less delicate than the facial features.

But surprisingly clean.

Josie looked over and was facing Keanu's absolutely handsome face, his raised wrist revealing the cuffs of the white shirt under the black suit jacket, where no cufflinks were used.

"Use it." Keanu nodded his chin at her.

Josie thought that the big star had slipped away a long time ago, but he didn't expect that he had been watching in place.

However, she did not show anything unusual, only said thank you and took it, unscrewed the cap of the pen and asked Brad: "Do you want me to write some blessings or something?" "

"Is that okay?" Brad's eyes curved.

Josie also laughed, "Say, let you specify once." "

Brad secretly glanced at Josie's side face before saying tentatively: "You can write 'To Brad: Congratulations, found me.'" '? "

- This is Iris's line, from "Perfect Victim".

Josie was stunned for a moment, then surprised, but still replied, "Of course." Well, here you go. "

She handed over the small written card.

Brad visibly showed joy and put it seriously into the inner pocket of his shirt.

"Thank you, Miss Horton." As soon as he smiled, the corners of his mouth turned up obviously, diluting the melancholy under his eyes, "Thank you too, Mr. Reeves." You are all very nice people. "

Not far away, a middle-aged man who looked like an agent shouted: "Brad? Where and with whom are you talking, come on, I have to introduce you to a big director. "

Brad glanced back quickly, and when he turned back, his expression had faded from ease or pleasure, and he became a little cold and impatient, he hurriedly said goodbye to Keanu and Josie, and trotted all the way to the agent.

At this moment, Josie discovered where the subtle familiarity in him came from: it was the harmless gesture she had taken before.

But compared to Josie, this one is named "Brad. Lanflo's teenager is more rebellious and does not integrate this performance into his daily life, so when he is emotional, he shows the opposite side.

"Why did he-" Josie couldn't help but frown slightly, "So annoying or afraid of his agent?" "

She turned her head, but did not expect Keanu, who had been talking to her very happily, her brows furrowed deeper and tighter than hers.

Sensing Josie's gaze, Keanu lowered his eyelashes and looked into her eyes, his whole face collapsing from the tip of his eyebrows to the corners of his mouth, looking cold.

Is he angry?

Josie thought for two seconds, did not show an additional expression, then softened her voice and called his name: "Keanu? "

The expression on Keanu's face stretched out little by little, and the muscles on his body were not tight, returning to the previous dashing star state.

"Sorry, Josie, I just lost my mind." He smiled over his gaffe, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Don't care." Josie replied, but asked, "Are you okay, Keanu?" "

She felt Keanu's distraction and his attention seemed to be just Brad. The scene when Ranflo left took away a large part, and the whole person's aura was written that he couldn't be happy.

However, Keanu just smiled and said, "It's nothing, occasionally I think of something." "

He wasn't stupid enough to tell the girl in front of him about his conflict with Geffen.

Yes, everyone knows that Geffen appreciates him and he respects him, but the problem is that they have completely different opinions and very serious differences about what has always been chaotic under the surface of Hollywood.

He wanted the circle to be cleaner and purer, not filled with alcohol, drugs, unspoken rules and exchange of interests, at least the truly talented should not be buried or trampled on arbitrarily.

Geffen considered him a "saint."

Because the moral standards he wants to set are too high.

Geffen is the opposite.

Most importantly, Geffen is the one who currently makes the rules in the circle, Keanu is not.

He is just Geffen's junior, and although he is now a Hollywood A-lister, his power is still far from being able to change everything he wants to change.

Before this, there had been a not very pleasant conversation between the two of them, and it was only this party that the relationship between them eased a little.

Keanu's arrival is a signal, and Geffen brings Josie to Keanu, another signal.

Keanu couldn't help but take a closer look at Josie.

The girl's young and sweet face was full of confusion, curiosity and a little worry at the moment, and she should not know what was going on tonight.

Whether it's about Keanu, or it's about Brad.

Keanu swept his gaze over Josie again and looked at Brad in the distance. Lampalo's agent is taking him to Brian, who is very foul-smelling in the circle. In front of Singh -

"Fuck!"

He couldn't help but burst into a foul word, turned his face to Josie's innocent blue eyes, and had to silently raise his forehead and don't open his eyes in embarrassment.

"Are you really all right?" Josie felt as if she had captured something, but was missing some important clues that connected everything that had just happened.

She wanted to look in Keanu's direction, but for the first time tonight, Keanu stopped her in a rather rough way.

"Don't look at them." He pulled her back to the original inconspicuous corner, and pressed his hands on her shoulders without refusing, "Listen, curiosity will kill you." "

Josie blinked her eyes slowly, hesitantly said, "I guess, you know what I mean, right?" "

The smile on Keanu's face froze slightly, and he did not deny it: "Yes." "

Sexual tribute, beauty meter, or something else?

It doesn't matter.

Because he didn't plan to develop a relationship or sleep with an underage girl, at first she was just his best excuse to avoid the boring pleasantries, and then he realized that the girl was not the empty mind that people thought.

At least in the conversation between the two, she had certain ideas about her career planning and role building, which coincided with him, which made tonight's time much more relaxed.

An actor with dreams is worth spending his time more than a girl who wants to sleep with him or rise to the top with him.

And she seems to be quite sympathetic.

But that compassion is worthless here.

Just superfluous cumbersome.

"Sorry, I didn't want to do that." Josie lowered her head, and her voice suddenly fell, "So I was ready to screw this up from the beginning, just..."

"No, it's not your fault, no need to apologize." The expression on Keanu's face faded, and there was an unlit cigarette in his hand, "You're a good girl, don't listen to him, don't listen to anyone, don't force yourself to do things you don't want to do, okay." "

He reminded him a little cryptically, but he believed that the girl in front of him would understand his own admonition, because this was the first child to tell him his purpose, and those who had either portrayed desire on their faces or thought it was cool to seduce him.

No one had ever apologized to him like she did.

Well, the circle is so dirty that it can save a girl on the edge of a cliff, why not?

But why, by what.

He's not a big helper, because that kind of person can't live on Hollywood soil.

He had just watched a boy step into the darkness, hadn't he?

Josie bit her lip, her voice lower, and she was more hesitant: "However, my agent said that if I mess up all this, it will be difficult for me to mix in the circle..."

She silently said sorry to Martha, Archie, and Kevin.

"Fuck the agent!" Keanu said, "You have to understand that agents and producers are the cold-blooded animals in this circle who need no sense of morality, and what you need to care about is your feelings!" "

Perhaps thinking of the not very good things he witnessed just now, his expression was a little more annoyed, and he subconsciously wanted to take a puff of smoke, but because of the presence of the lady, he had to barely hold back.

Josie lowered her head and didn't blink.

The tight corners of the eyes allow the body's self-protection mechanism to spontaneously form a stimulus, and the sour swelling quickly pours into the tear glands, causing it to secrete tears.

"But... But..." she whimpered, "I... Excuse me, can you give me a glass of wine? "

A little water mark slipped down Josie's cheek and flowed to the tip of her chin, making it impossible to ignore.

Keanu subconsciously took half a step back, a little unbearably not to open his eyes, but did not miss a teardrop on the tip of the girl's fair and delicate chin, which reflected a little crystal that could not be ignored.

Just like the owner of this teardrop, even if she is in a flashy and noisy world, she is willing to open her legs and easily get everything, but she still guards her bottom line.

Even if there was a moment of hesitation.

But no one is a saint, and this little hesitation is insignificant, which is normal.

Keanu stood in the shadows in the corner for a short moment before slowly breathing a sigh of relief.

"If I were you, I would never ask a man for a drink at a party like this." He walked into his original position, put his right hand on Josie's shoulder, and said slowly, "Look up." "

Josie paused at first, and then in a very slow way, gently raised her face, and two tears were in her eyes, swirling faintly.

They made her eyes moist and clear, and the unconcealable confusion and helplessness inside were enough to break anyone's iron heart.

And obviously, Keanu. Reeves not only does not have a heart of stone, but also a "saint" with a kind and soft heart.

"It's really...!" He couldn't help but burst out a foul word in a low voice, closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, "No matter what, you win, little girl, if you don't want to be submerged, just follow me out of here, and I'll take care of the aftermath." "

Josie's eyes widened, and the blue water light condensed in her eyes, and just at the moment she raised her face, a crystal teardrop rolled down according to inertia.

She moved her lips, unable to bear to speak.

At this moment, her consciousness seemed to be divided into two parts, one immersed in the body and the other overlooking the whole process, and her mind was restrained and calm.

She even had a thought: Is this how Allen uses the sympathy and conceit of others to get everything he wants?

There doesn't seem to be any difference between the real-life roles she's playing and the movie roles she's auditioned for.

All bastards.