CHAPTER 60, EVERYONE SAYS I LOVE YOU -V

Early the next morning, Josie had just come down from the elevator with her agent, Archie. Dano just called, and he took her a job of shooting an advertisement, but Josie was not interested.

"I don't want to see my head printed dancing on a sanitary napkin." Josie said, "You know what I mean, right? "

"Not so..." said Archie dryly.

He just thought about getting Josie's face on shampoo or shower gel packaging, but this offer was made by Martha. Miller's woman sprayed for nothing, because their goal was to make her a true movie star, and luxury endorsements such as fine perfumes fit the character's positioning.

But this time it was a drink commercial shoot, and the advertiser took a fancy to Josie's popularity among young people, and God knows what her previous gum ad brought to the gum company.

"Forget it, you and Martha can decide this kind of thing, but at least I can't leave New York until Christmas, Woody. The time given by Alan's side is too tight - good morning, Anthony! "

Josie greeted the old white man guarding the door of the apartment, and the other party touched the brim of his hat and made a rather comical salute.

"Good morning, big star!" He stepped forward and opened the heavy glass door of the hall for Josie.

Josie smiled and waved, walked quickly down the steps, and got into the nanny car parked in the doorway.

"Good morning, Josie." Kelly said while starting the car.

"Good morning, Kelly, have you eaten?" Josie asked casually.

"Ate milk and cereal." Kelly's answer was honest.

"That's not good. I brought Scones made by Dorota, and you can eat some when you get there. Josie lifted the carefully wrapped pouch in her hand before she said to her Motorola phone, "What's the matter, Archie?" I only have time in the car to talk on the phone, you know, I just got the full script yesterday and haven't memorized the lines yet. "

In fact, she didn't memorize all the lines, only one rough idea, this is still because Josie's memory is very good, but no one expects her to be able to take Woody in one night. Allen memorized the lines word for word.

In fact Woody. Allen himself prefers that the actors he chooses are the kind of stream-of-consciousness contestants who sit there and chat casually to make a movie, which will be perfect.

Archie said, "Then I'll make a long story short. HBO is going to start filming Marilyn soon. Monroe's biopic, I think this is a good opportunity, are you interested in playing her? "

"Nope." Josie only passed in her head for a moment and gave the answer directly.

Marilyn. Monroe's life is indeed full of drama, but the problem is that this version of the film is not small, and it also describes the generation of stunners who dumped all living beings as a crazy and desperate schizophrenic - and somewhat contrived.

Compared to this, of course, it is to be James. Cameron's "Rose" is more challenging and more fulfilling.

In addition, Josie will join the group to shoot "Mr. Sweetheart" in the spring of next year, and there is no free time for her to enter a "Marilyn. Monroe"-style characters, which are too complicated and too difficult to please the audience.

"And what about romantic comedies? Paramount has a program about two teachers running for president of the student governing council at the school, and they'll give it the green light right away if you're willing to star. Archie said again.

Josie felt that the plot was a little familiar, so she said: "Let them send the script, I'll read it first—remember, Archie, I lost my temper with you, you finally convinced me to read the script, I have little interest in the movie itself." "

She signed a three-film contract with Paramount, but if the other party is prepared to pay only a little for each movie, she doesn't plan to fulfill her promise in the near future, after all, Hollywood shoots so many movies every year, doesn't it?

"Look at me, boss." With a smile in his voice, Archie turned to say, "Also, Josie, have you seen Friends? Its producers want you to make a cameo appearance in an episode. "

Who doesn't love Friends?

Josie completely agreed to the matter.

While arriving at the rehearsal room in Brooklyn, Edward . Norton was rolling up his sleeves and wiping a black upright piano spotlessly as if it had just been waxed.

Josie knocked symbolically on the door of the rehearsal room, walked in and asked, "Good morning, what is this doing?" "

"Good morning, Josie." Edward smiled when he saw Josie, "Today we're going to practice the songs in the movie." "

To be honest, Edward doesn't think the part of the two playing each other will make Josie feel difficult, the only thing that should be put on the question mark is that the level of musical performance she showed in another movie is a little bit contrived.

Just a little bit – perhaps, that's actually what her character needs?

Everybody Says I Love You is a song and dance film in which they all have solo repertoire, and Edward even does a dance that he's been practicing for weeks.

Josie walked to the front of the piano and took a look, obviously this is the very common upright piano, not some expensive Steinway or Fazioli, but today's piano certainly cannot be prepared for Maxim's playing, and it is more than enough to play the accompaniment of movie songs.

She put down the cloth bag containing her personal belongings such as scripts and thermos cups, looked at Edward and asked, "You play the piano for me?" "

"If you like." He sat on the piano bench, "You can sing whatever you want, let's find the feeling first." "

Josie smiled and did not speak, leaning against the piano and standing.

Of course she can play the piano and play it well, but how can two people play and sing by themselves is interesting?

"Startspreadingthenews,i'mleavingtoday——"

The New Yorker's familiar tune came out of Josie's voice, and the piano music was added before she finished singing the lyrics, which matched just right.

This song was written by Lisa. Minnelly's New York City representative song, sung by Josie is particularly soothing, unlike the most widely circulated version of the Sinatra cover, her singing is less of an inspiring sense of power, but more pleasant, and some lazy and casual feeling.

There was a slight smile on her lips, her eyes were lowered, and she fell softly on the keys of the piano, her voice was gentle and pleasant, but the tune dragged on for a long time, like Manhattan in the night, there was an intoxicating loneliness and heartbreak.

"Iwannawakeupinacity,thatdoesn'tsleep. Andfindi'mkingofthehill-topoftheheap..."

Edward felt that Josie's gaze seemed to follow his fingers, as if he was only focused on the pulsating black and white keys.

Can't help but separate the light from the corner of his eye to observe where her gaze is going.

She has a small white face today.

The skin is delicate and smooth, without any extra spots, only in the folds of the double eyelids at the end of the left eye, there is a faint reddish-brown mole, which is faintly undetectable.

The fine eyelashes are dark brown, and the curve is not very curly, but has a somewhat straight sagging feeling, which often allows her eyes to switch back and forth between depth and clarity.

Further down, the cheeks and nose are slightly blunt, but the victory is in the smooth and natural lines, which easily reflects the innocence and coquettishness of the girl.

The beauty in the day is different from the moonlight, as a poem says, "Roses are red, violets are blue", roses with snow are its most moving poetry, and the silent morning light is like a clear chasing light, illuminating her face so realistically.

Unconsciously, playing the piano has become a subconscious muscle memory action, and the sound of the piano is just a repeated chord.

Josie finally raised her eyes slightly, and her gaze followed Edward's fingers playing the piano all the way up until she met his eyes.

"Newyork,newyork——"

The last single note fell, as if ending an illusory dream, and the needles fell in the quiet room.

After a few seconds, Edward came back to his senses and couldn't help but relax his voice and said, "Then let's start officially." "

After speaking, his eyes became serious and focused.

Josie is also absolutely focused at work.

She put away her excess emotions and began to squeeze her limits in all directions.

Without time to memorize the lines, he directly let Edward raise words or improvise them, and he couldn't figure out the psychology of successful characters to make himself a character completely, and he also used the role to think and live in a character way when he was not rehearsing.

Sometimes I am so tired that I lie directly on the floor of the rehearsal room, there is simply no image management of a big star, but the whole person is in good condition, and the lines have long been cooked.

Edward crouched down beside her, handed her a hot towel, and asked, "Tired or not?" "

"Nope." Josie sat up and opened the towel, buried her face in it, and took it off after three seconds, her eyes still so bright, "Let's continue?" "

"Good."

Edward plays several roles, is an obedient fiancé, a dangerous and mysterious lover, and a nagging parent.

Woody. Eren appeared once during the period to see their progress, most notably Josie, and then hurried away.

Josie didn't wonder why her rival actor was only Edward, but she quickly forgot this little thing, because his acting state was very suitable for her and gave her that indescribable sense of excitement.

Professional, dedicated – and more, indescribably charming.

Josie even felt that when she closed her eyes, all that came to mind were the inertia images brought about by high-intensity rehearsals, and she seemed to really become the Schuyler of the script, and even her breathing was kept at the same frequency.

Only when night falls will these two equally crazy perfectionists drop their jobs and briefly return to normal life.

It's still dinner, it's still walking home.

Any street in New York may have appeared in various movies.

But between Madison Avenue and Park Avenue, Ive. Singh will Anne. The place Hall sent home was destined to be an unforgettable journey.

Stars dot the night scene of Manhattan, moonlight shines through the tall, thick canopy of trees on both sides of the road, and the leaves cast clusters of shadows on the ground, dancing in the chilling night breeze.

Cold air poured into the collar, and Josie subconsciously rubbed her arms.

Seeing this, Edward untied his cashmere scarf, wrapped it around Josie's neck with his height advantage, and carefully took out her blonde hair.

"Thank you, you're so sweet." Josie seemed to raise her eyes a little shyly.

The tip of her nose and cheeks were flushed, and her eyes had a dizzying light.

At this moment, Edward confessed that he had been seduced.

He couldn't help but tidy her hair, and instead pinned the strands of her hair that fell to her face to his ear, and then gently pressed his palm to her soft cheek.

Josie did not stop, but showed a hint of a smile, and her large, watery eyes stared at Edward without blinking.

It's a silent invitation.

Edward lowered his head and kissed Josie's lips tenderly and gentlemanly, he felt his own heartbeat and Josie's, which almost made him forget about other sounds completely.

A kiss with a light taste.

The world suddenly became more lively and interesting, everything unknown had an indescribable attraction, and even the air seemed to be filled with the sweet aroma of powdered sugar.

Edward opened his eyes regretfully, his lips had lost the breath that belonged to Josie, and he breathed slowly, gazing slightly melancholy at Josie's face—it was amazingly beautiful.

He couldn't help but wonder if the kiss would be too abrupt or too rude. Well, he was a little unsure if he was a great kisser.

Josie's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to open her eyes in the next second; The tip of Edward's heart also trembled, and the two rows of dense and thick long eyelashes seemed to sweep over his heart, making him feel helpless.

Finally, Josie slowly opened her eyes.

The usually bright eyes were a little confused and intoxicated at this time, they blinked lightly, and then looked intently and enthusiastically at the person in front of them, which was a rich and infinitely intoxicating blue.

In a trance, it seemed that there was a sky full of powdered sugar flying in front of Edward's eyes, blurring his vision and making it almost difficult for him to think.

And when he regained control of himself, he had already held her face without hesitation and kissed her again...

Josie is officially in the group.

The further relationship with Edward did not allow her to receive preferential treatment in the crew, but was asked for more, and this strict "assistant director" was Edward himself.

Edward is a very dedicated and exceptional actor, and he is keen to demand people around him according to his own standards, and the first person around him is Josie.

But he's really not Daniel. Day Lewis's gentle and delicate guide, but simply and directly pressed the head to drink water, obviously he does not have much experience in teaching acting, he is to use his abundant emotions and full emotions, again and again to drive the performance of others, from time to time to improvisation, or with Woody. Allen kept nagging about the script.

What's scarier than a chatterbox?

That's two.

Sometimes Josie felt like her head was going to explode, and she could hear the very personal thoughts of these two people half-dreaming at night, but when she arrived on the set early in the morning, Edward's always energetic smiling face made her completely angry.

"Hello, beauty."

At half past seven in the morning, Edward saw Josie, who had just finished her makeup, walk into the restaurant used for filming, and couldn't help but show a bright smile.

The clothing department today gave Josie a champagne-pink sleeveless dress that was above the knee, because it was already cold in New York in December, and she draped a classic beige cashmere coat with a belt tied in spirit.

Her silky blonde hair was blown neatly and dignified, and the tail was made a jacqueline. The Kennedy-style retro curl makes a palm-sized face more delicate and chic.

Edward stepped forward and looked at Josie seriously for nearly three seconds, then said in a tone of amazement and pride, "Elegant, romantic, and—beautiful." "

Josie smiled at Edward and quickly exchanged a kiss with him while no one was paying attention before saying, "Good morning, Mr. Sweet Talk." "

Her new assistant, Kelly, was eye-catching and quietly walked away with a thermos cup and a large shawl.

"No, honesty is my most valuable quality." Edward peeled as usual and stopped, "Woody temporarily wrote the script flying page in the morning, but I don't think it's good, a play that took less than ten minutes to write a full thirteen pages of lines, I guess his old problem has been committed again." "

"Thirteen pages? What time did he get up and write it. Josie was more curious about this.

"Four o'clock in the morning." Edward said.

The two of them talked while writing to Woody. Alan walked there.

Woody sat in the booth in the corner of the restaurant, not caring about the scene being set up, pouring coffee from his thermos cup as usual, but found that there was not much left inside.

Hey, what's wrong with the thirteen-page lines, why do I have to delete and change it? All blame that little bastard!

He couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, a pair of hands appeared in front of Woody, Edward. Norton, the little bastard, directly pulled away his deadlocked manuscript paper and came annoyingly: "This sentence is a good change, but I don't think this paragraph is necessary." "

He said and returned the paper to Woody.

Woody pouted, helplessly realizing that Edward might be right.

Edward and Josie sat down across from the booth, and she said, "Good morning, Woody, I heard there's a new script flypage today?" "

"Oh, yes." Woody crossed out a large section with a pen on the manuscript before handing the script fly page to Josie, "Added some details." There's a hint at some disagreement between Skyler and Holden, and you watch him paint your future married life with his eyebrows dancing, trying very hard to amuse you, but feeling that your relationship is missing something most important. "

Josie listened and watched, nodding her head from time to time to show understanding.

Edward also came over and found that Woody had indeed crossed out the overly cumbersome line, and he was relieved.

Woody spoke for the two protagonists for a while, and then deleted and changed today's script, and when the actors who acted as the background board arrived and the camera was arranged, he suddenly had a new idea.

"Why don't you try improv first." Woody's eyes that looked blank most of the time, at the moment can be said to be shrewd and witty, "Just say what you usually say, feel free to relax." "

His gaze went back and forth between Edward and Josie, almost saying who doesn't know you're getting better?

"You want to hear us talk about the two poisonous tongue golden sentence kings?" Edward pouted, feeling that this little old man was too lazy to change the script.

"Can't you talk about something in the script?" Woody glared.

"I see what you mean, Woody." Josie subconsciously touched the tip of her nose, "But I'm not sure if this will be appropriate." "

Woody waved his hand, "It's okay, you guys play as much as you like!" "

Filming began.

Edward's eyes are full of tenderness, making it difficult to tell whether this is a superb acting or because he does not intend to perfunctorily hide his feelings in the crew.

The couple has already talked about marriage.

He sketched in his mind what Skyler or Josie looked like, the tacit understanding when talking about the world, the tenacity when rehearsing non-stop... Oh, the energy in her to not admit defeat is so attractive.

This is very different from her sweet appearance, she is always goal-oriented and equally improving.

Recalling the picture between the two, the deepest impression was that after a bad and almost crushing rehearsal, she was quiet for a minute and took the initiative to say to him: "Come again!" "

At that time, she retracted her smile, sweat wet her sideburns, and there was no elaborate makeup on her face, but it was so attractive.

At that time, he even thought about how many children he would have after marriage.

The beloved girl will become his wife, and he will do everything he can to give her the best.

That Hairui. Winston's diamond ring was tucked away in the inside pocket of his suit jacket, delicate and expensive, but absolutely beautiful on her thin, white fingers.

The premise is that he has to find an opportunity to propose successfully.

"I hope to have a warm family when I get married." Edward's face was filled with infinite longing, "We will have five children." The eldest is the older brother and takes good care of his younger siblings; There can be several naughty children in the middle, both male and female, who will play madly in the yard in the summer; The youngest must be my sister, she is completely an angel, very cute..."

"I just want to have one, Holden." Josie awkwardly interrupted Edward's thoughts.

She was wearing a beige coat, which made her look a little more formal and dignified, less coquettish temperament when the two dated on Fifth Avenue before.

Edward, who was interrupted, was stunned, a little confused, but by no means unhappy.

He quickly regained his smile and continued, "Not bad for one. I want a daughter who looks like you, she must be very likable, and I am willing to do anything for her..."

"I also don't like houses with yards." Josie said again, as if not noticing Edward's pause, "I want an apartment, not necessarily a duplex, but I like a taller house and I like the night view of Manhattan, it's romantic." "

- That's also expensive.

The rich family will not care whether her fiancé has money to pay for an apartment in Manhattan with a night view, nor will he care whether there is a place for her fiancé in the romance she depicts, her upbringing environment determines that she is never the kind of tactful or considerate person, she simply says what she wants.

Even if impractical.

"Oh? That's good too. Edward's mood was depressed for a moment, but he quickly perked up, as the waiter came up and asked if he wanted to serve dessert now.

Edward remembered that Herry. Winston.