I’m in Hollywood Chapter 947: Trouble

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The streets of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space disorder. Walking on the street, just next to them may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a hundred years of history. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside Eric and followed his gaze to the scattered lights around the night, feeling that Eric had not spoken for a while, and actively asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric said, taking back his thoughts casually, but did not wait for Vera Farmega to answer. He turned to look at the girl next to his eyes and smiled: "I still said I will send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought about Eric Williams in his heart just now. He asked him where he was, and he quickly replied: "I live on West 55th Street and go north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "

Eric nodded, put his hands in the trench coat pockets, noticed the doubt and hope in the eyes of Vera Farmega, and suddenly smiled, said: "Forgot to tell the matter, there is a movie, I think Let you try. "

Feeling the understatement of Eric, Vera Farmega did n’t have much excitement, and asked, "Eric, is it a movie you directed?"

"No," Eric shook his head and said, "Director is Gore, the guy you just saw."

Villa Farmega nodded, learning to look like Eric and put his hands in the pocket of the down jacket, but the footsteps were inevitably lighter, hesitating, said: "So, Eric, why did you come tonight ? "

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The streets of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space confusion. Walking on the street, just next to them may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a century of history. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside Eric and followed his gaze to the scattered lights around the night, feeling that Eric had n’t spoken for a while, and actively asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric withdrew his thoughts and said casually, but didn't wait for Vera Farmega to answer. He turned his head to look at the girl next to his eyes and smiled: "I said I'll send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought about Eric Williams where he was going to take him. He listened to him and replied quickly: "I live on West 55th Street and go north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "

Eric nodded, put his hands in the trench coat pocket, noticed the doubt and hope in the eyes of Vera Farmega, and suddenly smiled, said: "Forgot to tell the matter, there is a movie, I think Let you try. "

Feeling the understatement of Eric, Vera Farmega did n’t have much excitement, and asked, "Eric, is it a movie you directed?"

"No," Eric shook his head and said, "Director is Gore, the guy you just saw."

Villa Farmega nodded, learning to look like Eric, and put his hands in the down jacket pocket, but the footsteps were inevitably lighter, hesitating, said: "Then, Eric, why did you come tonight ? "

The streets of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space disorder. Walking on the street, just next to it may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a century of history. A step forward will appear a seven or eight building. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside Eric and followed his eyes to the scattered lights around the night. I felt that Eric had n’t spoken for a while. He asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric recollected his thoughts and said casually, but didn't wait for Vera Farmega to answer. He turned his head to look at the girl next to him and smiled, "I said I'll send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought a little bit in his heart that Eric Williams was going to take him to this place. Hearing this, he quickly replied: "I live on West 55th Street and go north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "

Eric nodded, put his hands in the trench coat pockets, noticed the doubt and hope in the eyes of Vera Farmega, and suddenly smiled, said: "Forgot to say the business, there is a movie, I think Let you try. "

Feeling the understatement of Eric, Vera Farmega did not have much excitement, and asked, "Eric, is it a movie you directed?"

"No," Eric shook his head and said, "Director is Gore, the guy you just saw."

Villa Farmega nodded, learning to look like Eric and putting his hands in the pocket of the down jacket, but the footsteps were inevitably lighter and hesitated, saying, "Then, Eric, why did you come tonight ? "

The streets of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space disorder. Walking on the street, it may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a century of history just next to it. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside Eric and followed his gaze to the scattered lights around the night, feeling that Eric had n’t spoken for a while, and actively asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric retreated his thoughts and said casually, but did not wait for Vera Farmega to answer. He turned his head to look at the girl next to his eyes and smiled: "I also said I will send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought about Eric Williams where he was going to take him. He listened to him and replied quickly: "I live on West 55th Street and go north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "

Eric nodded, put his hands in the trench coat pocket, noticed the doubt and hope in the eyes of Vera Farmega, and suddenly smiled, said: "Forgot to tell the matter, there is a movie, I think Let you try. "

Feeling the light tone of Eric's understatement, Vera Farmega didn't have much excitement, and asked, "Eric, is it a movie you directed?"

"No," Eric shook his head and said, "Director is Gore, the guy you just saw."

Villa Farmega nodded, learning to look like Eric, putting his hands in the pocket of the down jacket, but the footsteps were inevitably lighter, hesitating, said: "Then, Eric, why did you come tonight ? "

The streets of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space confusion. Walking on the street, just next to them may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a century of history. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside Eric, followed his gaze to the scattered lights around the night, feeling that Eric had not spoken for a while, and actively asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric said, taking back his thoughts casually, but didn't wait for Vera Farmega to answer, turned his head to look at the girl next to him, and smiled, "I said I'm going to send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought to himself where Eric Williams was going to take him. Hearing this, he quickly replied: "I live on West 55th Street and go north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "

Eric nodded, put his hands in the trench coat pocket, noticed the doubt and hope in the eyes of Vera Farmega, and suddenly smiled, said: "Forgot to tell the matter, there is a movie, I think Let you try. "

Feeling the understatement of Eric, Vera Farmega did not have much excitement, and asked, "Eric, is it a movie you directed?"

"No," Eric shook his head and said, "Director is Gore, the guy you just saw."

Villa Farmega nodded, learning to look like Eric and putting his hands in the pocket of the down jacket, but the footsteps were inevitably lighter and hesitated, saying, "Then, Eric, why did you come tonight ? "

The streets of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space disorder. Walking on the street, just next to it may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a hundred years of history. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside Eric and followed his gaze to the scattered lights around the night, feeling that Eric had n’t spoken for a while, and actively asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric retreated his thoughts and said casually, but didn't wait for Vera Farmega to answer, turned his head to look at the girl next to his eyes, and smiled: "I said I'll send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought about Eric Williams where he was going to take him. He heard this question and replied quickly: "I live on West 55th Street and go north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "

Eric nodded, put his hands in the trench coat pocket, noticed the doubt and hope in the eyes of Vera Farmega, and suddenly smiled, said: "Forgot to tell the matter, there is a movie, I think Let you try. "

Feeling the understatement of Eric, Vera Farmega did not have much excitement, and asked, "Eric, is it a movie you directed?"

"No," Eric shook his head and said, "Director is Gore, the guy you just saw."

Villa Farmega nodded, learning to look like Eric, and put his hands in the pocket of the down jacket, but the footsteps were inevitably lighter, hesitating, said: "Then, Eric, why did you come tonight ? "

The streets of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space confusion. Walking on the street, just next to them may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a hundred years of history. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside the Eric and followed his gaze to the scattered lights around the night. I felt that Eric had n’t spoken for a while. I actively asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric said, recollecting his thoughts casually, but did not wait for Vera Farmega to answer. He turned to look at the girl next to his eyes and smiled: "I still want to send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought a little bit in her heart, Eric Williams. This is where to take yourself. Hearing this, he quickly replied: "I live on West 55th Street, north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "

Eric nodded and put his hands in the trench coat pockets. He noticed the doubt and hope in the eyes of Vera Farmega, and suddenly smiled, saying: "Forgot to say the business, there is a movie, I think Let you try. "

Feeling the understatement of Eric, Vera Farmega did n’t have much excitement, and asked, "Are you directed by Eric?"

"No," Eric shook his head and said, "Director is Gore, the guy you just saw."

Villa Farmega nodded, learning to look like Eric and put his hands in the pocket of the down jacket, but the footsteps were inevitably lighter, hesitating, said: "Then, Eric, why did you come tonight ? "

The street of Manhattan can give people a very wonderful sense of time and space disorder. Walking on the street, just next to it may be a dilapidated red brick building that may have a hundred years of history. A ten-story modern building.

Villa Farmega walked beside Eric and followed his gaze to the scattered lights around the night. I felt that Eric had n’t spoken for a while, and asked: "Eric, you are thinking What? "

"Is this the Hell's Kitchen?" Eric withdrew his thoughts and said casually, but did not wait for Vera Farmega to answer. He turned his head to look at the girl next to him and smiled: "I said I will send you back Home, I just forgot to ask, where do you live? "

The two left August Theatre and walked along West 52nd Street for a while. Vera Farmega just thought a little bit in his heart where Eric Williams was going to take himself. Hearing this, he quickly replied: "I live on West 55th Street and go north from Tenth Avenue in front. Go. "(To be continued.)