King of Hollywood

“I'm just talking about accidents," Adrian repeated again, "for me, when the audience walked into the cinema after a day of work, to completely relax in watching my story, to be sad, joyful and excited about the character of the story, that was the best reward for me. And, of course, it would be perfect if they had that little sense of life and family after the story. ”

“Looks like you like optimistic movies, not unbearable tragedies.” De Janeilles makes a sudden enlightenment.

“No, no, no, Alan,” Adrian laughed, well deserved to be the host of some of the best talk shows, good at guiding the subject in the direction he wanted, "Whatever movie, with a good story that resonates with the audience, it's a good movie. However, from a personal point of view, I hope that a tragic story, however cruel and painful it may be, should leave a little glimmer of hope at the end. ”

“Why?” De Janeilles was amazing.

'Cause it's a movie. ”Adrian had his hands full.

“If I want to understand the cruelty of reality, there's a lot of documentary material to see, and if I want to change this, I can donate it, and I can volunteer, and all of this can produce far more results than the movie," he continued quickly, "Never forget the first attribute of the movie, never forget, only hope can lead people forward! ”

Adrian sat up straight: “That's why I thought European films were dead. Their films have either become merely fragments of life, and they have forgotten the original purpose of the film. And more people make suffocating films just to be famous, just to make themselves happy, even to challenge the bottom line of society, and a few years ago I saw a script —— here I want to apologize to the young writer, though I don't know where he is right now. I was a little too harsh. ”

“Ha, it must be a good script to make you so solemnly apologize, and there must be a conflict between you... a stronger conflict?” De Janeilles immediately asked with interest.

“That's a really good script, a story about drugs destroying families. A young couple of lovers and his friends were deeply addicted to drugs, and their mother had always been addicted to drugs, and they wanted to get out of it and find a new life, but no matter how hard they struggled, their mother ended up in a psychiatric hospital, where the hero and his friend were jailed and amputated, and the heroine fell into selling herself * * in exchange for drugs.” Adrian gave a brief introduction. “With the right modifications, this would certainly be a great movie, but the problem is in two places, first at the end of which I ask for a little hope in any case; and secondly, when leading men and women strive for a new life, such as opening a clothing store or something, they always fail, and the reason for failure… is coincidence. ”

“Coincidence?” De Genius frowned and quickly grasped what he meant, "you mean. The failures that prevented them from cheering up and then using drugs again were due to coincidences rather than drugs themselves? ”

“That's it,” Adrian nodded forcefully, "and at first it didn't seem to me that more and more of these coincidences would be found at the back, so here we go. The whole story is obvious, and very deliberately shows a theme that goes towards annihilation for drug use. ”

“I'm sure they don't agree with the modification.” De Janilus laughed.

“Of course, I raised more than a dozen questions, which were rejected without even consultation," Adrian shrugged. “Very distinctive, isn't it? In fact, he's pretty good, and some European directors are totally egocentric to ask others, no matter what the problem is, it's not themselves, it's the world. ”

“I'm guessing you're not talking about Lars? Von Tyre.” De Janeilles laughed badly.

“Of course not. I'm friends with a lot of European directors, Luc? Beson, Giuseppe? Tonadore, wait, I also respect Mr. Bertolucci, although I don't like his style.” Adrian shrugged, "but for some directors, some directors who would never pay, never think about social responsibility…” Speaking of which, he raised his hand, “I know what you're trying to say, Alan, let's give an example. ”

His eyes grew deeper: “Now, there's a script, there's a girl, unfortunately, she was raped by her stepfather since she was a child, and her mother was weak and unable to protect her, and she finally escaped from home and she wandered around. She has experienced many ordeals, has done many things to cheer her up, has met some good people, but fate has always played tricks on her, and cold societies have kept their doors closed to her. So, after selling herself * * for a cheap price, she finally lost the courage to live, and eventually rushed to the front of the truck on a wet, rainy night. Do you think if I shot it, it would be a great movie that would have a huge repercussion, complaining about social indifference? ”

“There is no doubt about that.” De Genius replied carefully, instinctively perceiving that there was a problem.

“Well, then the film has now been made and shown, and it has been greatly appreciated, and people are starting to reflect on the society,” Adrian has a strange smile in the corner of her mouth, "and now, there's a girl, unfortunately, whose cowardly mother failed to protect her, who was raped at a very young age by her stepfather, who endured painfully at the age of 16, finally escaped the family and wandered around the society. She has met many bad people and many good people, but she has always wandered on the margins of society and nobody cares. And then, after hitting the wall again and again, on a wet, rainy night, desperate, she didn't know what else she could do, so she spent the last few dollars watching a movie, and one of her favorite directors had just shown a piece complaining about society, and it was very exciting. ”

He said he paused here for a while. De Janeilles's face became a little ugly, and the people in the audience were silent.

“What I want to know is what she did when she saw the movie.” Adrian's mouth curled slightly, looking cruel and ridiculous.

“No, no, no,” De Janeilles shook his head. “This example is too extreme. ”

“Responsibility is as great as it can be," Adrian said without arguing with her, "in the eyes of many, especially those who hold themselves high. It's not a line in a comic book, but I know there are things that someone has to do. I try my best, I have many flaws, but I know what I can do, let them pursue what they call art, I just need to do what I can to help others, and I don't want to be ashamed of them! Even Michael? Bei is much better than them. ”

Say that again. The audience applauded before De Janeilles opened his mouth to a different smell.

“Everyone seems to be very supportive.” She ended up laughing like that.

“Thank you, here we are, and finally, I'm going to say, in my heart, the definition of art.” Adrian smiled and finally shifted the subject, making a gesture to the back-office staff, bringing in a bottle of drinking water and a cup.

“It's life.” He lifted the cup and swayed, then opened the water bottle and poured it inside, "which accumulated. ”

The water was quickly filled with cups.

“When people accumulate to a certain degree...”

At last the cup was full, but the water spilled out and poured down the table along the wall of the cup, causing De Janeilles to whisper.

“It will spill," Adrian said proudly. “Most of this spill is useless, at least the water in the cup is still drinkable. ”

He stopped pouring water, pointing at the water beads flowing on the table and pointing at the liquid in the cup.

“And up here. You see, the part where the edge emerges because of the surface tension of the water,” he said, lowering his head, his gaze and cup mouth flat, "only after countless accumulations, after a thousand hammers, after a great wave of sand, stays is art! It's noble, it's rare, it's indescribable, it's shocking, and only when you reach out in a flash of spiritual light in time can you grasp that truly tiny, beautiful ultimate! ”

“So to speak," it took a long time for De Janeilles to smile, "I did know the shortcut to making a real art film, which is to tell honestly hundreds of different stories. ”

Adrian laughed.

The whole talk show was almost over here, and then the two sides of the Atlantic lost their say again on the subject. The European side wanted to use the phrase "Shame and Arm," but Adrian had made it clear in his talk show that the goal was to give them a sense of punching in the cotton.

But more importantly, and even more intolerably, they suddenly find themselves losing their artistic voice. Adrian ended up using the pouring of water as an example to explain art, albeit somewhat astringent, in a vivid and simple way, where the vast majority of ordinary people would not drill to see what art was, but if someone could explain it in a language they could understand, they would certainly be willing to accept each other.

It doesn't matter if it's someone else, but Adrian would be different, not to mention his headache accomplishments, and physical strength alone is enough for a European filmmaker to have a headache. The last thing De Janeiros said was almost what he wrote, how many films has he made in over a decade? What types of movies are there?

It fits perfectly, forcing Europeans to scream bitterness in their hearts. Why is there such a pervert in Hollywood? Even if some say publicly that the miracle director's view of art is too shallow, the miracle director is too arrogant, etc., it makes no sense, Adrian said at the outset, I am a storyteller.

That is also why, although many people on the United States side do not quite agree with Adrian's statement in the talk show, he still stands by him after losing his voice. How can we let go of this rare opportunity to step on Europeans' feet? And his words fit the needs of mainstream society, coupled with the momentum generated by Pianist, a lot of intelligent people have implicitly guessed his thoughts.

“So what? Can they stop it? I've been preparing for this day for so long.” Adrian, still standing in front of the floor window with the sun on his body, said to the phone that he didn't care.

Needless to say, he separated his charitable fund before 9/11, and those who were signs had to be aware that the accounts had to be transparent in order to be able to cope with inspections. Afterwards, in the wake of the Red Cross scandal of 9/11, he raised the profile of the charitable fund, which was already well known. Deeper supervision, so now those charitable foundations that can be put in the sun are basically impeccable, so he can spread the word on the salon.

With Gates and Buffett, who donated half or more of their charity plans, it was a coincidence that after Claude's wedding, he went back to New York with his uncle and stayed three days. I just ran into these two again at a bar in New York. After a few chats, Adrian figured that some things were sooner or later, so he pulled the subject down, and although he and Gates only nodded, because his uncle's relationship and Buffett were quite familiar, a preliminary agreement was reached.

Of course, this preliminary agreement is somewhat modest. Even if there was a subsequent exchange of views over the telephone, there was still a distance from the formal draft. But this does not prevent Adrian from taking it out on the salon to scare people and add a halo to himself. Anyway, he is sure to join it, and the daughters don't have to have such a huge family estate, enough is enough, if you want to start a business, there are so many connections there.

Besides, the millionaires don't know what philanthropic foundations are, even at the Gates, Buffett, and Adrian levels. As long as it does part of the charity.

“If it's too careless, it can easily go wrong.” Ivanka's faint voice came from the phone.

“I know... well, I'll leave it to you to keep an eye on them, Ennie.” Adrian thought about it and said it like this.

“I knew it.” Ivanka snorted, "Okay, but you have to make the specific decision. I'll send you the information first, and how do you intend to respond to Miss Kurnikova. ”

“Did she call the office? I remember espn's new magazine has promised to invite her on the cover and do an interview.” Adrian had an accident.

“Yes, but she obviously wants to get in touch with you more," Ivanka said. “Frankly, your taste is getting weirder and weirder, Ed. What's so funny about that Slavic woman? ”

“She's a tennis player,” Adrian laughed, and now Ivanka, like Charlize, can say anything, "Let me think, secretary, actor, singer, director, producer, host, gymnast, it's nice to change the flavor once in a while —— of course, just change it, and euphemize her for me. ”

“You bastard.” Ivanka immediately bites the wire of the incisor.

Adrian couldn't help but think that for her little temper, another younger tennis girl is slowly moving again. In fact, at first his goal was hers, but Anna? Kurnikova spent more than a year diligently tapping into his commercial value, realizing that his athletic career was about to start going downhill after he left Winnet due to injuries the previous year.

And even though ESPN can't compete with Sports Pictures after publishing its own sports magazine, the support of AC media and the influence of ESPN itself have built up considerable visibility, so Kurnikova's broker went to the door to get a contract. Just then, Adrian came back from Cannes and turned around and said he wanted to talk to Miss Kurnikova, or else it would expire.

What if she had a boyfriend? It's just a check thing for Kurnikova, who has put his mind on as much money as possible. Of course, Adrian didn't do very explicitly, he rarely did, and implied that he would keep it a secret, so he got a high-quality reward from this beautiful tennis lady, like playing ball in his own tennis court, and then beating into a meat fight.

Now it seems she enjoys it a lot, otherwise she won't call to ask out, well, of course, there may be other ideas, but unfortunately he doesn't have any further interest, nor does he know what happens to another younger internet beauty, which would be even more interesting if she were able to have a double child on her own.

Playboy is, after all, a playboy, and even when he carries out his most important plan, he will not forget to mess with the weed, and in addition to Kurnikova there is one, the word "lawyer" will be added to his professional list.

“Hey, Ed, I heard you at the door. Who's the phone call?” A warm body held him from behind and his hands rubbed down his chest muscles until between his legs.

“Josephine.” Adrian took a deep breath and called out the woman's name.

“Who made you stand here naked.” A typical Nordic woman's face appears in front of her, her golden straight hair and blue eyes make her look both sexy and pretty, "you haven't answered the phone to whom. ”

“My secretary - you should have seen him - handled some work, were you satisfied?” Adrian blinked and frowned, "Are you sure you want to continue? You're not afraid of me, are you? ”

Josephine smiled and didn't speak, and licked the corner of her mouth with tease, and her hand moved more strongly. Her name is Josephine? Nord Green, it's no surprise that she has a sister. Her twin sister is Irene? Nord Green, and her sister's husband, Tag? Woods.