King of Hollywood

“Anyway, congratulations, Jane, you directed a very good film.” In the middle of a not so spacious living room, Adrian versus Jane? Campion raised the cup in his hand, "and congratulated Harvey and Holly on getting the best men and women in Venice, especially Harvey, who had absolutely no sense of tolerance from Mr. Wolf in the Lowlife Novel. When I first saw it, I couldn't help but ask Jane: Hey, you came from that Maori tribe. ”

Several people around them burst into laughter, causing people standing in their places to talk to each other.

“Thank you, Ed, I don't know when I'm going to finish this movie without your support.” Campion said with some emotion.

“Don't say that, Jane, I just happen to be, good movies never lack investors. If it weren't for me, someone would have supported you in making this film.” Adrian said modestly, then came up with something: “By the way, if your manuscript is ready, I'll be able to take it back when I get back to Los Angeles so that it can be published at the same time as the Piano Lesson is officially released. ”

“No problem. I'll have it brought to you later.” Campion nodded with some excitement and looked glamorous as if he was a teenager.

This is the advantage of publishing companies, who were able to talk about Campion, turn film fiction into a publishing factor.

After a few more conversations, Adrian found an excuse to leave the crowd. Although Campien hosted the party in his own apartment in Sydney, many people were invited, so they stood or sat tight and Adrian couldn't find a quiet corner.

Finally, he looked left and right and waited for the men and women on the balcony to leave before walking over. The Sydney lights are brilliant in the night and Campion's apartment is in a great location, and the sea breeze is slightly brisk and seems to smell silky, given the gorgeous night view and the enchanting sea view. Adrian stretched out his arms and sturdy stretched out a lazy waist and took another hard deep breath, but followed or beat a debt.

He arrived in Sydney yesterday, and Los Angeles to Sydney is one of the longest direct flights in the world, with at least six time zones plus a dayline change on the way. With such a long flight time, which cannot be adjusted by 24 hours alone, he has always felt a little uncomfortable, coupled with having to deal with Campion et al., even though Adrian is known for his energy, he inevitably felt a little tired.

Frankly, he doesn't really like female directors, especially those who make literary and artistic films. That's not to say that he's sexist, it's just that women are always too emotional when they're in charge, and this stuff, if used right, can be very attractive, but can look very emotional once it's overdone.

In Adrian's view, if a female director really wants to exercise her abilities, go and direct two more action films and grasp the balance between reason and sensibility. Lenny Rivenstar made a lot of films for the Nazis, but the confidence in this balance is not now comparable among these female directors.

Nonetheless, there are many people who still like this style of correction, which they believe is what female directors are meant to do. Well, it has nothing to do with Adrian, as long as he can add a penny to his record in Piano Class, he doesn't care what the correction is.

In this way, Piano Lessons can be scheduled for screening first, and winning the Venetian Golden Lion Award is also a publicity stunt. Adrian looked at the shadowy tall building and counted. The sound of the door coming from the side, a tall and wonderful figure walked onto the balcony and sighed softly with his hands resting on the stage.

She immediately noticed someone else on the balcony, and a small surprise revealed an apologetic expression.

“I'm sorry, I thought there was nobody here.” The woman smiled and said that she was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, underneath which were denim trousers and high heeled ankle boots, with a distinct edge and a feminine softness. The light coming out of the room hit her in the face, making her eyes particularly beautiful in light blue.

She is not very pretty, but she has an unspeakable temperament. Just at this time, when the sea breeze blows, she stretches her hand over her blown hair and looks very smelly.

“It's okay," Adrian stretched out the stall gracefully, "I wanted to be alone for a moment, so I came to the balcony. Nice place for quiet thinking, only regret is a little... a little cold. ”

The woman couldn't help but smile: “Of course you feel cold wearing so little. ”

“I can't help it, I'm in a hurry, I forgot my clothes," Adrian complained, "you know, Los Angeles or summer. ”

“You're from LA?” The woman shows her curiosity.

“Yes, Jane's film, which I invested in and released, won the Golden Lion at the Venice Film Festival, and of course I came to congratulate her.” Adrian said with a gesture.

“So you're the one...” The girl looked up for half a day and didn't think of it. Finally, she looked at Adrian with a bitter smile: “Sorry, I should have remembered. I heard it when I came. ”

“It's okay," Adrian shook his head and reached out, "Adrian? Corwell, nice to meet you. You can call me Adrian or Ed. ”

“Catherine Alice? Blanchett, please call me Kate.” The girl shook his hand immediately, "and I'm glad to meet you, Ed. ”

Adrian couldn't help but admire the name, even though it had been confirmed in his heart.

“I believe there have been many people, especially men, who have said this to you, but I have to repeat, you're beautiful, Kate.” Adrian's mouth curled slightly, drawing a nice curve.

“Pretty?” Blanchett sighed suddenly, "unfortunately most people don't think so, they always say I'm too stiff, sometimes more like a man, and quite a distance from the word pretty. ”

Even the future “queen” is still a young woman with a little greenness and uncertainty. Adrian felt a little emotional in her heart and became more interested in her.

“I think you may have misunderstood something, Kate,” Adrian said in his spare time, "The ‘beautiful’ in your mouth should mean ‘pretty’, right? ”

“Does this… make any difference?” Blanchett looked at Adrian suspiciously.

“Of course, the former is a feeling, while the latter is merely a description, a description of the appearance.” Adrian's dark eyes don't blink and he looks at Blanchett, "I've heard, Kate, and I think it's true that there are only lazy women and no ugly women in the world. ”

He did not hide the admiration of the gods in his eyes: “Yes, a woman is beautiful, depending first of all on whether she dresses herself or wears makeup and shows herself, but does this woman count as beautiful if it doesn't fit her temperament or even contradicts her? Beauty is a feeling, it doesn't just come from appearance and temperament. Although we've only known each other for a few minutes, your temperament is pretty good...”

Speaking of which, Adrian suddenly shut his mouth and stared at Blanchett for minutes before smiling again: "Have you ever been in a show, Kate? ”

“What?” Blanchett was a little confused, wondering why he suddenly jumped so far.

“Since you're at Jane's celebration party, even if you're not an actor, you should have something to do with the actor, right?” Adrian touched his chin and asked.

“Well... in fact, a friend of mine invited me, and she was a photographer.” Blanchett shrugged her shoulders.

“Really?” Adrian looked at him stunned.

“Of course not.” The girl's eyes flashed a sly glimpse, "In fact, I only last year from the Australian National School of Arts and Drama, and I've done a lot of theatre, especially Shakespeare's. ”

“Great, looks like my hunch is right," Adrian exaggerated a little bit and became hot with his eyes, "there's a character for you, Kate, maybe you'd like to audition? ”

“Character?” Blanchett blinked a little surprised, “You mean... a movie? ”

“Yes, that's right," Adrian nodded, "would you like to try? The script had been in hand for a long time, but there had never been a suitable candidate. The male lead had only been fixed a short time ago, but the female lead had still not been identified. ”

“You don't think... you don't think...” Blanchett made a gesture, seemed to want to laugh, but didn't know how to laugh, “I mean, we only met for a few minutes, and then you suddenly invited me to a movie audition, which is really something...”

“I know it's a bit abrupt, but trust me, you have that kind of temperament, that kind of strength, that kind of cool, that kind of soft, independent temperament, that suits the needs very well.” Adrian said, “Why don't you at least audition? ”

“Um... well, I'd say I'm honored, but...” Blanchett was a little overwhelmed, and she chuckled and followed with a distressed look.

Right here, Jane? Campion showed up at the balcony entrance: "There you are, Ed. Sam is finally here...”

“You're just in time, Jane. Help me.” Before she finishes, Adrian pulls her onto the balcony and introduces Blanchett: “This is Kate, Kate? Blanchett. ”

“Hello, Kate.” Campion reached out.

“Hello, Ms. Campion, I love your movies, both Sweet Sister and Angel at My Table, very well.” Blanchett said with a little excitement.

“Good, now that you all know each other," Adrian coughed, "and now I'm going to invite Kate to an audition for a movie, and I think she's perfect, but she's a little hesitant, so I was hoping you could help me convince her."

“Ha, someone hesitated to invite the big director to audition.” Campion looked at Blanchett with some surprise.

“Big director?” The lady looked at Campion with confusion and Adrian again.

“Don't tell me you don't know who he is, honey. ”

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