The throbbing night

"Tell you what?" Andrew asked in confusion.

Jimmy looked jealous and unwilling: "Don't pretend with me! Scarlett, Scarlett! You are hanging out with a female star, and you still pretend to be ignorant of Hollywood! Listen, she said she is very satisfied with you! Damn it! How did you do it!"

The others also looked like they had seen a ghost. Katie was stunned for a long time without coming back to her senses.

What's going on? I was beaten by a female star?

If you say this, people will probably think it's a dream, but at the moment, this group of people are collectively in a brain crash, always feeling that what happened just now is unreal.

Apollon stepped forward and patted Andrew's shoulder: "Awesome! Andrew, you must tell us this story at the party later! I really want to know how you met Scarlett... you know."

Dudley also stepped forward and hugged Andrew's neck, saying affectionately: "Brother, brother, or should I call you dad? Tell me, I really want to know how you met the female star!"

Andrew couldn't resist their enthusiasm and spread his hands: "Okay, okay, don't worry, we will tell you little by little at the party tonight."

"Yes, tell us in detail!" Jimmy shouted, and then everyone hugged Andrew and walked out of the studio.

At the same time, downstairs on the set, Scarlett had just gotten into the car when she heard the complaints of her agent Brian.

"Scarlett! You shouldn't do this!" He spoke with anxiety and dissatisfaction in his tone, as if he was angry at Scarlett's concealment.

Scarlett leaned against the car door, put her legs flat on the back seat, and smiled: "Is there a problem?"

"What problem?" Brian said while driving: "You are now in the rising period of your career! If there is a scandal, it will be fatal!"

"Don't be so serious, Brian, we are just friends."

"But you kissed him!"

"I just think his creativity is very good and I admire his talent. What's wrong?"

Brian was choked and couldn't say anything to refute. It was not until the car bypassed the studio and rushed towards the airport that he couldn't help but sigh: "Scarlett, if you want to see him in the future, you must notify me in advance, okay?"

Scarlett smiled: "Thank you, Brian."

"Don't say thank you, just don't make trouble again!" Brian looked helpless. He knew Scarlett's temper. Once she determined something, she would never let go.

Just like she used to study hard to hone her acting skills and study the role in front of the mirror day and night. That kind of hard work is the fundamental reason why she can shine in many movies.

Brian knew that he couldn't persuade her, but at least he had to keep the door! Can't let these rumors ruin her.

The car drove through the street quickly, and the water splashed by the wheels sprayed at the door of the roadside villa.

"Wow!"

"Hey! Be careful!" Jimmy avoided the sewage and walked into Apolleon's villa with Andrew.

They came in Apolleon's car, his house was nearby, and those white girls and the girls who joined later had to take the "shuttle bus" to come.

Although whites and blacks have irreconcilable differences in many things, they have the same methods when it comes to throwing parties.

There is no need to talk about rich people. They have professional channels and can find girls of various values to throw a luxurious and luxurious party. But an advertising director like Apolleon, who is not very famous, obviously cannot afford such a heavy expense.

So every time he is on the set, he will fool a lot of girls, contact a few directors and photographers who are good at playing, and call other girls who have aspirations for Hollywood, and let them take the bus from the set to come together.

In this way, a bureau is accumulated, with high quality and free.

Occasionally, you might meet some bold girls who can't stay idle all night.

But in essence, it's all about getting what you need. Many girls really get a role through parties, and then step into Hollywood step by step.

Don't underestimate the little directors who attend parties. Although they are not famous, they often come from famous directors, and each of them has their own resources and channels.

For example, if Apolleon is really willing to recommend a girl, he might be able to send her directly to Martin Scorsese's casting director.

Of course, if you only have channels but no strength, you can't succeed unless you play a low-level supporting role.

Andrew and Jimmy accompanied Apolleon on the sofa to drink for a while, and called home to report the preparation. Soon, they heard the sound of a horn outside the door.

"Woohoo!" Apolleon picked up the wine glass: "The party is about to start!" That night, the villa was brightly lit and stayed up all night.

The hot figure of the girl and the intense music matched each other, accompanied by the laughter and cheers of the men, and unknown underwear often passed over their heads while they were toasting.

The parties in America were so wild and chaotic.

In the second half of the night, the living room was filled with the unpleasant smell of leaves. Andrew was not used to these things, and he did not intend to immerse himself in illusions with them. He found a room and locked the door to sleep.

It was not until this moment that he took out the small note that Scarlett had stuffed into his collar from his pocket.

It had Scarlett's mobile phone number written on it. After Andrew saved it in his mobile phone, he sent her a greeting text message.

Thinking that she would not reply today, Andrew was about to lie on the bed and sleep, but unexpectedly, Scarlett called directly.

Andrew answered the phone in surprise: "Hello?"

"Hello..." In addition to Scarlett's sexy voice, there was also the sound of turning pages on the other end of the phone.

"I thought you were asleep."

"I thought I could sleep too..." Scarlett put down the script in her hand and slowly took off her silk pajamas.

"But I have been reading the script and I just finished it now." The pajamas slowly slid down her smooth calves and piled on the ground. She walked into the bathroom and sat in the bathtub that had been filled with water.

Andrew frowned when he heard the sound of water: "Are you taking a shower?"

"Hmm." Scarlett sighed comfortably.

Andrew felt himself swelling, but he had no place to vent, so he said faintly: "It's too much. I stayed alone in your empty room for a whole night, but I couldn't even drink your bath water."

Hearing this, Scarlett laughed: "Haha, you talk so funny, where did you learn so many strange words?"

"Maybe this is talent." The talent of Chinese people.

"Like the idea you provided to Mr. Monaghan today?"

"Yeah, that's right." Andrew shook his head and leaned on the bed.

"You are so funny, but it's a pity that I'm already in another city, otherwise..."

"Where?"

Scarlett looked at the blurred and prosperous night view outside the window: "Of course I can't tell you."

"Okay, it's still the original promise, right?"

"Yes, that's right, but let me think about it..." Scarlett bit her lip and said in a seductive tone: "Maybe you can take a look at my current photos to relieve it?"

"Currently taken?" Andrew became excited.

"Of course."

Andrew whistled: "Wow, I must appreciate it!"

"Okay, I'll hang up first. Remember to check the text message later."

After hanging up the phone, Scarlett raised her lips, pursed her red lips, and then raised her phone...

Five minutes later, Andrew, who was about to fall asleep while waiting, suddenly heard the sound of a text message and hurriedly picked up the phone.

But the network was poor, and the picture was always blank.

"Damn, why is it loading so slowly! FXXK America."

(End of this chapter)