647 takes over the focus
The mist that lingered on the inner walls of the champagne glass gradually dissipated in the heat of her palm, and Jessica gently tucked her chin and listened to Brad and Jeff's conversation, which she could chime in at first when talking about the topics during the filming, but then she could only be an audience member when it came to the golf club, the placement of commercials during the production, and so on.
The sound of swimming pool splashes and deafening electronic music made Jessica feel a little bored and bored with the conversation, nothing interesting but just their boasting, and if she could, she wanted to get free and enjoy the party atmosphere, but the eyes gathered from all sides were so close that she had to socialize at a pool party with champagne glasses and evening gowns.
"I've just run out of whiskey, I need another one, ma'am?"
Jessica's thoughts were interrupted by Jeff's voice, and she smiled brightly and was about to respond, when she heard a voice behind her. is not ostentatious, but clear enough, elegant and calm, with a touch of magnetism, the background revealed between the lines is not only not dull, but fascinating, and the inadvertent humor makes the corners of the mouth rise.
She knew the voice.
I turned around and saw the side face. Sure enough, it was the person she had guessed in her mind. His conversation, his mannerisms, and his demeanor have a unique temperament that is natural and exudes from the inside out, and it is easy to make the atmosphere special with a smile.
"Wait a minute, can you please give me a glass of rum? Jessica seemed to be able to taste the sweet aroma of rum on the tip of her tongue, and involuntarily, she wanted to taste it with her own mouth, and he looked at it, and she blinked. Unexpectedly, the reunion of the two people was on such an occasion, in such a way, "I thought, I must not miss this glass of rum." β
Jessica, who has red hair and snow muscles, is not beautiful, but she has a unique style when she laughs. This made Jeff smile as well, and said with a chuckle, "I never knew that rum had such an allusion." "In general, people are more accustomed to using rum for mixology than on its own," but I'm more curious about the taste of 'Death in the Afternoon' than rum. Then, Jeff looked at Bunny, "Can you make me a drink at the bar?"
"Two glasses. David held up two fingers and added.
Michael Fassbender smiled widely, the upper and lower rows of teeth neatly exposed, looking like a shark, "Three cups." Then he turned to look at the others, "Don't you want to try it? In fact, can you give me another glass of rum besides Death Afternoon?"
Looking at Michael in front of him, the corners of Lan Li's mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, and a playful smile spread in his eyes.
On the big screen, Michael always plays a / abstinence/sexual, serious and profound image, showing the coldness and stereotypes of Germans in their bones to the fullest, but in real life, Michael is not at all German, but like an Irishman - cheerful, rude, and straightforward.
Entering life from the big screen, the joy brought by the gap in image really makes people laugh.
However, this is not the best time to make new friends, Lan Li fell on Michael with a smile in his eyes, paused slightly, expressed his gratitude, and then looked at Jessica, as if today was the first time they met, "When the lady tastes rum, I recommend adding a little pure water or cane sugar." β
Jessica opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "It seems that you are an alcohol lover." β
"I thought you would say, I'm a lover of literature. Lan Li's unexpected answer stunned everyone, and then thought of the story just now, and suddenly realized, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and the atmosphere of the whole conversation became brisk in silence, and it seemed that the oxygen factors floating in the air began to jump.
In the midst of that low chuckle, a rough, vicissitudes of voice rang out, "Whiskey, no ice." β
In an instant, everyone followed the sound and looked over, and it was Brad Pitt who spoke.
He put his left hand in his trouser pocket, held a short glass in his right hand, and there were still some golden brown whiskeys left in the glass, a neatly trimmed beard, neat short hair, and a light smile on his face.
Even a man has to admit that Brad is a charismatic man who naturally has a chic smell of wind/flow on his body. With just one sentence, the focus shifted from Lan Li to Brad.
Brad raised his eyebrows, calmly met the eyes of the swarming winds from all directions, without the slightest burden, he had long been accustomed to standing under the spotlight, chuckled lightly, and then spread his hands, as if to express his helplessness, "As an old man, I still don't like to change some habits." β
The teasing with a faint smile seemed to be self-mockery, but the hidden meaning was to satirize Lan Li's bells and whistles, cocktails and rum, which seemed to have a lot of tricks, but in fact, it was just a trick to grab eyeballs.
It's not for Lan Li, it's just a subconscious self-protection mechanism.
As the saying goes, one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, and in this small field, Brad is the well-deserved focus of the center. Whether he likes it or not, and sometimes he even hates and hates the inconvenience it brings, the truth is that after nearly three decades of rolling around in Hollywood, the vanity fair, it is inevitable that it still becomes a habit and goes deep into the blood.
Therefore, when another person with a strong aura appeared on the scene and grabbed the focus, he instinctively began to show no signs of it. This is also a classification of occupational diseases.
The scene suddenly sounded a low chuckle and echo, invisibly, there were more eyes projected towards Lan Li, like a cow's hair-like spikes, not hurtful, but clear enough to be ignored, it is estimated that there are really many people who have the psychology of watching a good show.
And that included Jeff.
Lan Li can choose to go toe-for-tat, he only needs to taunt "Is it like an old guy in a western movie", which is enough to provoke a war - in the United States, the entire central region is a representative of conservatives, and the southern forces are even more conservative among conservatives, and most of the scenes depicted in western movies are these regions, especially those who are old, are even more stubborn conservatives, still racist, still protest for change, and still reject the process of the times.
The deeper meaning is that Brad is from Oklahoma, the Central Region. After entering Hollywood, Brad has been downplaying his "hillbilly" image for many years, and he certainly doesn't want anyone to mention it at this time.
However, Lan Li had no intention of stealing the limelight from Brad, so he chose another way, "The problem of sour literati is always like this, which makes people unaccustomed to it." After speaking, Lan Li spread his hands helplessly and shook his head gently, as if he was helpless.
The real implication of this self-deprecation is that people are not used to it, but people will eventually imitate it, because cultural heritage and knowledge are the marks that distinguish the nouveau riche from the real aristocracy.
Self-deprecation, fighting back, ridicule, banter, just one sentence, but all emotions in one go.
"Poof. The first to laugh was Jeff, his shoulders swaying slightly, and he smiled exceptionally happily.
Paul held back his laughter very hard, but he knew that this was not the time to laugh, so he forcibly held back, and now that he heard Jeff's laughter, Paul couldn't hold back anymore and laughed directly. So did Jessica, so did Michael, then David Ayer, then everyone else around, and finally ...... Brad tugged at the corners of his mouth and chuckled.
As she spoke, Bunny Girl returned, carrying the rum of the crowd, followed by a colleague with champagne glasses on her plate, but the long glass was filled not with the wine of the stars, but with a milky white light liquid, which looked like lemonade, exuding the laziness and lightness of the afternoon.
"Death in the Afternoon" is such a romantic and poetic name, but the cocktail that is concocted looks so ...... "mediocre." In the midst of cheers and exclamations, Lan Li's voice rang out, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
No one dared to tell the truth, only following the usual politeness of social occasions to express praise, but now, Lan Li spokeβthe narrator behind this glass of "Death in the Afternoon", and he complained without hesitation, "Actually, it's just rum and champagne, and there's nothing special about it." The only reason it is famous is because Hemingway was drunk and mixed up casually. If I had to recommend it, I'd rather drink rum straight. β
Quiet, quiet, and then everyone collectively burst into laughter. This time, even Brad was no exception, and his eyes fell on the milky cocktail, and he couldn't help but laugh.
Jeff took his "Death in the Afternoon" and looked at it carefully, and then his eyes fell on Lan Li again.
Without any signs, without any abruptness, without even any surprise, without moving, Lan Li not only blended into their group, but also controlled the rhythm of the conversation; Brad was still the center of the crowd, but his eyes always drifted to Lan Li involuntarily, even if he didn't speak, he couldn't help but observe Lan Li's expression and reaction.
The point is that the changes in the whole process were done quietly, and even Jeff didn't notice any anomalies and abruptness, and what is even more commendable is that the brief confrontation between Brad and Lan Li just now, Lan Li's elegant but sharp handling is really eye-catching.
Bowing his head and taking a sip of the "Death in the Afternoon" in his hand, and then thinking about Lan Li's evaluation just now, Jeff couldn't help but chuckle. In fact, he still likes this cocktail quite a bit, and the smell of the afternoon sun makes the alcohol in his mouth start to jump, "Lan Li, this has a lot of classic wines, and I am going to visit them." How about it, are you interested in joining me?"
Obviously, this is the invitation to audition, Lan Li smiled and bowed his head, took a small half step back, and made an inviting gesture, "My pleasure." β