I’m in Hollywood Chapter 115: Number

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This is a secluded alleyway. Walking more than ten meters to the left is the street. Eric just took the girl out of the alleyway, and a thin figure came over.

After Vit was invited out of the lobby by security, he found that Eric did not come out and ran to the back door. Eric and Jennifer were both rookies to deal with paparazzi, but they only thought of the backdoor strategy and completely underestimated the savvy paparazzi.

Witt didn't care about Eric's move out of the back door. This time, he didn't take pictures, because there are many intimate photos of two people stored in camera, which is enough. Lifting a recorder to Eric, Witt asked: "Eric, is Jennifer · Miss Connelly your new girlfriend?"

Eric did not answer. He pulled Jennifer · Connelly and hurried towards the parking lot. But the girl is wearing high heels and is destined not to walk away.

Witt followed by Eric step by step, and does not abandon asked: "Eric, why are you coming to watch" Road House ", is it worried that it threatens Box Office of 《Pretty Woman》?"

"When did Eric and 《Running Out of Time》 start shooting, did Cruise and Hanks encounter the strong obstruction of caa like the original Richard · Gere?"

Although Eric is a rookie in dealing with paparazzi, it has kept in mind the most useful one, that is, in the face of the sudden appearance of paparazzi, no matter what the other party asks, how to provoke, it is best not to say a word. Because no matter what you say, paparazzi will distort and interpret according to their own wishes.

Seeing nothing in Eric, Witt decisively shifted his goal: "Jennifer, when did you start interacting with Eric, do n’t you mind that Eric has another girlfriend named Jennifer?"

"Jennifer, will you star in 《Running Out of Time》 Heroine?"

"Jennifer, will you move to the Beverly Hills mansion of Eric?"

"..."

In the face of Witt ’s running questions, Jennifer slowly showed an impatient look on his face, and was about to help himself to say something. Eric had pulled the girl to the Lamborghini vehicle, opened the door, and quickly moved The girl jammed in.

"Hey, Eric, you treat Miss Jennifer so rudely, does it mean that the two of you do not have a relationship between a boyfriend and a boyfriend, then what is your relationship, is it some kind of transaction? Eric, Eric ..." /

The scissors door of Lamborghini was pulled up, and Witt could only pat the glass of sports car, asking more loudly, but unfortunately, he was destined to get no answer. sports car started slowly, and soon disappeared in the traffic.

Along the way, Jennifer · Connelly kept their heads down and remained silent. Eric was neither a good man nor a very patient person, and was planning to take the girl down tonight.

Unfortunately, when I encountered the just thing, many of the questions asked by that paparazzi were hinted in the direction of a certain transaction between Actress and male Director, worrying about the feeling of Jennifer, Eric can only give up temporarily.

Eric did not think of spending a sum of money to buy Witt's negatives, let him shut up, after all, only the other party is a paparazzi. However, not to mention that the other party has been turning on the recorder, leaving him no opportunity to speak. There is also a big risk in this kind of thing. Once the price fails to buy and fails to buy, it was originally just a small thing to watch a movie together, but it will be loud.

Lamborghini stopped at the door of the hotel where Jennifer lived. The girl was still sitting there quietly, not rushing to get out of the door, as if hesitating. Eric didn't urge it either, his fingers beating on the steering wheel like a piano, he thought the girl had just been startled and needed to sit there and relax.

"Mr. Williams," After a while, Jennifer · Connelly finally raised his head, and for the first time summoned the courage to take the initiative to look at Eric, but there was a little more alienation in the tone: "You have not been with the girl named Jennifer · Aniston’s Break up, right? "

Eric's fingers on the steering wheel suddenly stopped, hesitating for a moment, or nodded: "Yes."

Although I did n’t expect too much, Jennifer · Connelly still had a sad look on his face: "So, Mr. Williams, I think that I may not be too suitable for the role in 《Running Out of Time》, you should consider other people. Right. "

"If it's because of the paparazzi just now, Jennifer, I won't be entangled with you again in the future," Eric promised, and promised to stabilize the girl first.

Unsurprisingly, a struggling look appeared on the face of Jennifer · Connelly. In the end, the girl ’s pride still defeated the desire for fame and fortune: "Sorry, Eric, even if we do n’t have anything in the future, those newspaper will still talk about things, I do n’t want to be seen as ... a woman like that. "

Eric stared at the girl for a while, before saying: "Okay, as you wish."

Although he is overbearing, he is not a bully. Since Jennifer · Connelly is so determined, Eric will not stick to it.

Hearing the words Eric, Jennifer · Connelly did not have a happy look. She knew what she meant by giving up. Maybe her career would be at a low ebb for a long time to come.

The girl was about to push the car door to leave, but Eric suddenly stopped the other party: "Jennifer, wait a minute."

Jennifer had to sit back again and looked at Eric, Eric for a long time in the pockets of the upper and lower, and did not find a business card or the like, only to take the girl ’s handbag and pull it from the inside I put out a lipstick and forcibly pulled the girl. Some small hands that resisted quickly wrote a series of numbers on it: "This is my home phone. If there is any need for my help in the future, you can call me at any time."

Jennifer looked at the Arabic numerals in his hand, and finally nodded and thanked him before pushing the car door away. Going to the hotel lobby, Jennifer · Connelly dared to look back and found that the Lamborghini was still parked in place, and the girl quickly turned her head to take back her eyes.

When she returned to the hotel room, she felt a touch of fatigue. She put her handbag on the coffee table, unzipped the back of her dress, and walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and the girl looked down and stared. I started the series of numbers and stretched my hand several times, but I was not willing to wash it away.

Finally sighed, returned to the living room to find the address book, recorded the number, and then returned to the bathroom to continue taking a shower.

After more than twenty minutes, the girl wore a bathrobe, wiped her wet hair with a towel, and returned to the living room, where she heard a knock on the door.

"Jenny, I just heard a waiter say you are back, how did you come back?" manager Lester asked with an unpredictable tone in his heart.

"Sorry, Jim, I just rejected that character."

The hunch in "you ..." became a reality. Lester's lips twitched a few times, but it turned into a utter depression: "Jenny, you are too impulsive, do you know if you submit information to Firefly to get the girl in this role How many children are there, more than two thousand eight hundred, but only over two hundred got the chance to audition, I heard that Eric Williams also rejected a few Hollywooda-level actresses. Listening to these data, you should understand how much you are Lucky. "