King of Hollywood

“Before the screening, a film critic called it a complete feminist work. What do you think? ”

“What makes you make a piece like this so far away from style? ”

“According to the screening participants, are all male roles marginalized for their own reasons? ”

In the face of these seemingly aggressive reporters, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed and annoyed, but I had to deal with the spirit: “I just wanted to change the subject and try every type of movie possible, that's all. ”

But instead of getting rid of these guys, instead of giving them more mouth to mouth, I had more headaches, even though it's been a few times, why can't I always deal with these guys?

Fortunately, one hand rested on my shoulder: "Hey, guys, this isn't good for a lady. ”

The reporters in front of him laughed and sent what was in his hand to him with a blindfold: “Mr. Corwell...”

I couldn't help but turn my eyes and finally relax, but in just a few seconds, they grabbed my arm and dragged me into the theater: "Sorry, guys, the premiere is about to start, let's talk about it later. ”

So he walked a long way into the theater and dumped the reporters outside, then he looked at me and laughed: “Honey, this can't be happening, it's been so long, you haven't even learned to deal with those guys. ”

“I'm not you, I've had decades of experience.” I said it without courtesy.

“But now that you have taken this path, you must learn to deal with them.” He laughed again and saw that my face had become a little ugly, so he changed the subject: “By the way, didn't those reporters ask any strange questions? ”

“Fortunately, it's all about the movies, not the last time it was stupid, whether I was your new little girlfriend or not, that kind of question.” Speaking of which, I couldn't help but turn a big white eye.

He laughed instantly. I can't help but stare at his teeth and say, "Dad! ”

“Oh, honey, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,” Dad finally stopped, even though he still punched me in the shoulder. “But don't worry, they've sent that guy off to Fiji to be an overseas reporter, and there 'll never be another such idiot again, I promise. ”

Looking at his smile, I could only sigh again and carry on walking in with his arms.

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lily. Lily? Beckinsale? Corwell, 26 years old. Just launched my fourth film, which is entirely female-oriented. The famous or notorious Adrian in Hollywood? Colwell's daughter. This next to me is my father, although he is already in his fifties, but he looks in his forties at most, always full of male charm, easy to attract women, especially with talent and power...

My father has many titles. What's the most talented writer, the admirable producer, the superdirector of miracles? And privately, only close people would call it, the Hollywood King, etc., but the most well-known is the Playboy! When I was a little girl, I remembered that there were a lot of aunts besides my mom, and a lot of them were nice to me, and I was very good with them, like Aunt Charlie, and I loved talking to her the most, and a lot of things that I wouldn't tell my mom and dad, she would tell her, and she'd be happy to open up to me.

The consequence is that when I realize that the family environment is so wrong, I'm used to it. Well, I'm used to it, but I can't imagine how they get used to it anyway, Mom and the other aunts?

“You know, Lily, your father was a terrible person, he was able to grasp people's hearts, he played us under his hands, he made us irresistible." That was Mom's answer, of course, with a smile, like, "I'm lying to you.” That was really annoying. Others, Aunt Sarah, Aunt Eni, Aunt Monica, etc., answered very much the same as Mom. If it wasn't for the negotiation, it was absolutely impossible, eventually Aunt Charlie solved my confusion a little bit.

“Your father is talented, he knows how to impress women, and he can easily capture and exploit others' vulnerabilities.” That's what she said.

Well, I admit, Daddy's really talented, so let's not talk about the Hacker Empire trilogy, the Ring King trilogy, and I think it was about 10 years ago, and he's been directing skewed art movies for his mom and his aunts. This type of movie usually doesn't have a high box office, so some reporters who can't find the topic make fun of it don't make commercial movies anymore, so he easily takes Uncle Knight and his wife, um, and Emma? Watson created a "Dream Theft Space" for Benefit to keep everyone quiet.

Later, he was surprised that the cartoon director had produced the "Night Warrior" trilogy, which was very exciting, pioneered a new superhero genre, and was born to make Night Warrior, a second-line superhero, one of the most popular. A lot of people keep digging, even talking about the third pre-projection subprime crisis, and the only thing they're not happy about is the amazing comics, because they're too realistic to add Night Demon to the Avengers.

But Dad wasn't happy, and privately he said that the series was better suited to Batman. I don't quite understand, if he thinks Batman's status as a wealthy man is more ironic in the hint of a subprime mortgage crisis, then Night Demon's status as a lawyer is not bad - as some critics have said.

So I think he really wants to be lazy. If he really wants to adapt the Batman series, Warner will definitely raise his hands and welcome him. Even if he's surprised, he can't say anything. So while I was often wondering why Dad had a company that didn't take care of it and left it entirely to Uncle Claude to make his own movies, he had to admit that he was the greatest director and producer in Hollywood.

If this is a bit vague, then the four best directors in the family are not fake. Besides, there are also the best actresses of the mother and aunts, even if PR is a big factor, it can't be done without strength. And the best scripts, adapted or original, have also been taken. Nominations are still frequent, as are the best directors. It's been more than a dozen years since my dad first nominated me. I've already broken the nomination record for the best director. Look at this. If he continues to direct, maybe he'll get the best director —— that's impossible.

According to Dad, taking four is the limit. He's broken several records, and the Academy won't let him go on. However, compensation can be made elsewhere, such as the best foreign language films or something.

It was also about 10 years ago, probably because Oscar's best foreign language film nominated by the Enroller wasn't awarded a bit of a dissatisfaction, so a few years later Dad directed another movie, a movie about the changing times in mainland China, what is it called... a steel piano? I don't know why, but after the movie came out, some of the two sides were disgusted, and movie critics from the mainland said he moved the American middle-class type of inspiration to the mainland. And the film critics on the North American side say he's cheering on the mainland government. Strange, though I don't really understand some things because of cultural differences. But that inspiration was there, especially the part where a few old workers made the piano under some powerful background music.

Interestingly, the movie's box office is quite high on the mainland, with a small but proportionally good show on the North American side, and the best foreign language film available on the Oscars. I think those movie critics look really good, but Dad doesn't think so. He said the Film Academy would do this, mainly to disgust the Chinese... well, I don't like politics.

Anyway, I'll pick up the tube, probably nothing to do with this.

“Lily!” After entering the front hall of the theater, the sound of surprise reached his ears, and two figures pounded over.

“Hi, Deva, Juliet!” I smiled and hugged my sisters, and Deva was Aunt Monica's child and Dad's, and Juliet was Aunt Sophie's and Dad's child.

Speaking of which, I'm starting to get depressed again, and I don't think anybody in Los Angeles, in America, or in the whole world has more than my sister. Remember what I said before? My dad is a playboy, I have many aunts besides my mom, and the woman I can call my aunt... have had children with my dad!

Only a few people didn't, like Aunt Charlie, and I asked her why, you know, even Aunt Sarah and Aunt Liv, who insisted on not having children, eventually got their bellies up, but Aunt Charlie insisted on not having children, and it was said that... well... on several occasions my dad tried to get her pregnant with a broken raincoat, and it was all discovered.

“If I had a boy, he might have become like your father; if I had a girl, she might have met a man like your father.” That's what Aunt Charlie said.

Really... I'd really like to ask, if that's the case, why have you been around Dad for so many years? Of course, Aunt Charlie certainly didn't think about it when she said it, and sometimes... girls can do something.

Anyway, my father is such a fantastic playboy, he's unmarried yet he can keep many women, including his mother, around him and give birth to him willingly - maybe not so willingly, but who cares? Like Aunt Rachel, she had a strange relationship with her father, and although it wasn't the strangest —— I mean, I couldn't get it out anyway —— she still had a baby for him.

No one said anything about it, maybe some at first, but then it all disappeared. Just like Dad used to say in his mouth, if you take one thing to the extreme, no one can say more dissatisfaction. Playboys like him, who keep many women around and have lots of children, are indeed the first in the world.

So I have a lot of sisters, dozens or dozens? Oh, come on, don't make me count. I'm glad I'm the eldest, or I'll go crazy with a bunch of sisters and sisters. You might wonder what dozens or dozens of sisters mean, so I'll tell you... cough, daddy has children with many women, but... they're all daughters.

This whole thing has been a Hollywood joke for a long time. Colwell, it's ridiculous how many daughters are born. And as for why, mysteriously, God thinks he's got too many women, so let his children be daughters, as compensation for the world —— this is bullshit. I will not make amends for that evil old man.

You can never imagine how bad my father can be sometimes, and I remember very clearly that when I was 15 years old, that was when I was young and impulsive, combined with all kinds of idealism, which made me very dissatisfied with the environment at home. Although they were getting along well with Aunt Charlie, there were a lot of relationships with women in general, and I always felt that my mother tolerated that they were relocating to their father, so I offered to move out in protest.

Of course Dad disagrees. But it's hard to beat me, knowing how many times I've fought him since I was a kid —— well, I admit, Dad still spoiled me. Anyway, I was careful, rubbing the edges and squeezing him in words so fast you wouldn't think of any way to turn him over.

He turned his head and talked about how difficult it was to nurture me, as if I was a grievance, and at first I was calm, and he took a picture. Put one in your wallet. The photographs I've been carrying around, probably taken when I was a few months old. He lifted me up very, very small, and I laughed happily, and he looked... um... that... um... that's it.

I almost lost my temper, for Christ's sake, how could I have such a father! Especially at dinner, in front of all the aunts and sisters... I know I chose this time. But... at that moment I really wanted to jump up and bite him hard, although I hadn't done that in a long time. Of course I didn't. Seven or eight years old can do this, but fourteen or five years old is so stupid that I finally chewed my lips and shook my body violently for a long time before leaving cheerfully.

No one sympathizes with me, not even my mom, because... she thinks it's something to be proud of. I understand, I understand very well, I've heard some stories from Aunt Charlie about my dad and my mom, who apparently thought she couldn't do what she did, but made me do it, and it was great. Okay, Mom, I understand your mood, but... damn it! Anyway, it's over.

As I used to say when I was a kid, my dad was a big bad guy! Big, big bad guy!

Let's not talk about it, back to the point, before it was mysterious, from a scientific point of view, and that was... how can I say, in a man's tadpole, the y gene survives longer than the x gene, and although Dad's... is said to be strong, it's often indiscriminate... oh, that's it, I really don't want to talk about it.

Anyway, my sister, that's more and more, and not only do the aunts who are close to me basically have children of their own, but they have the same relationship with me, like Alexander? Ambrose and Miranda? Apart from that, none of the people in the Asian circle, Le Zi, Lin Zhi Bell, etc. left behind. I don't know why, they always like to be in a small circle independently. If they don't get along well, Aunt Ji-hye stays well at home.

Cough, it's none of my business, and I'm not interested in saying this. At least their kids aren't in independent circles. Everyone is... getting along pretty well. In the current situation, it doesn't matter if there are any boys. Knowing that Uncle Claude doesn't know if they are affected or how, the first child is also a daughter. It took years for him to have a son, and he is only seven years old.

Little guys are cute, but every time they come to us, my sisters always make him uncomfortable, and on several occasions Kelis and Alice pull him out dressed as a little girl. Poor Albert was totally irresistible and had been so tearful every time that he would come and play now that he was dead, the child must have left an indelible shadow in his heart.

If a father had a boy, there would only be so many, and even if he had a father to protect him, he could not escape.

“This is your fourth piece. Any thoughts, Lily?” Juliet asked with a smile.

“What else do you think, just like that?” I shrugged.

“Don't mess with us like that, Lily, we're asking you seriously.” Deva took it instantly, with a disgruntled tone, and it went well with Juliet singing.

They are basically conceived at the same time, born at the same time, the difference between front and back is only a few minutes, plus more than a decade of eating and sleeping together, more twins than twins, nature feels so good, just...

“Help me, I've been dealing with some reporters outside. Just don't make me say that again.” My name is Bitter.

“Yes, understand your sister, change the subject," Papa said beside me, "Juliet, how far has your photography progressed? ”

“Daddy always defends his sister.” Deva and Juliet rolled their eyes together and then giggled and only then would they call me sister.

“Deb's been in great shape. You'll see soon enough.” Juliet replied and grabbed Dave with a close hand.

Juliet and Deva had their own business, just like I did the director, and they were quite complementary, just like their lives. Juliet became a photographer and now has a small reputation in the industry, but Deva has a bigger reputation, she has modeled, and working with each other is a different scenery in the industry.

“That's great. I'll definitely comment.” Daddy laughed badly, and Juliet leaned back in alarm. Shit. Generally, because as long as he makes that gesture. Definitely nothing good.

But without waiting for him to go on, a bad voice plugged in: "Why don't you just take care of what's in your hand before you comment, Ed! ”

Then, a blonde girl, much older than me in an ol' uniform, showed up in front of her and looked at her father angrily, greeting us by the way: "Hi, Lily, Dave, Juliet. I'm sorry to bother you, but I can't. ”

She sighed and looked helpless. He looked angry at Daddy again, and Daddy had to soothe her: "Okay, Anna, I apologize. It's really my problem, but I've seen most of the files, hasn't it? ”

This is Dad's third secretary, Ana Sophia? Rob, only two years younger than me, has been named secretary by her father since Aunt Eni went to Worldwide to serve as a senior executive, and she has been doing this for almost 10 years now. Dad's secretary is actually a very workout place, and the women who can do this are very capable, like Aunt Charlie, who was transferred to AC Media Corporation two years ago to serve as executives. Aunt Charlie's abilities cannot be underestimated, even though some of them might want to resign and give way to Uncle Claude and pick a more appropriate CEO.

To give you the simplest example, all the kids in the family have little circles, like me and Deva, Juliet, Marie, and they're closer, and they're the only people that every kid likes, except their dad, who's got Aunt Charlie.

Of course, there's a price to pay to get this job, and yes, like Aunt Charlie and Aunt Eni, you have to go home from the office to bed.

“I did, but you didn't sign it! I had to drive home to tell you about that pile of stuff before I came here. Don't talk to me about phone notifications or anything. If you don't put pressure on me face to face, you won't even care. These will be used tomorrow!” Anna said with some anger, looking at him like an air drum.

Daddy's three female secretaries are all very distinctive, and Aunt Charlie likes to be cynical and sometimes harsh. Aunt Eni is a little proud, often uncomfortable, and always likes to turn around. Anna was forthright, often complaining and criticizing directly, and every time she had to admit her mistakes before she would stop.

But anyway, Dad and their feelings are good, especially with Aunt Charlie, who doesn't want to admit it, but she does sometimes outnumber Mom a little. Aunt Eni was a little close, but she was also very close to her dad, and she could hear her concerns if she turned a corner. Anna again, but just seeing her come along so hot, she knew that she and Dad were even more affectionate than many women. Anything they can do for Dad is the biggest thing they have in common.

“All right, well, thank you, Anna.” Daddy grinned and hugged her waist and moved forward. Annette closed her mouth when she wanted to say something else. She frowned and looked elsewhere.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes and not look at these and talk to Deva and them.

“I heard Mary was going to open her own restaurant, and I didn't know how many people wanted to try the food made by the daughter of the famous King of Hollywood. ”

“Why do you cook for the Hollywood King's daughter instead of really wanting to try Mary's cooking? She cooks very well. ”

“Because she is the daughter of the king of Hollywood, it is a fact that cannot be changed. ”