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At the North Hollywood Police Department in Los Angeles, police officers are busy coming and out, black phones, and ringing constantly.

The man sat limply on the bench, sniffing, the tip of his tongue swiping over his gums, turning up his melancholy eyes, casting on the visitor, staring straight in—

Sneer.

Raising his arm, he shone the silver shiny handcuffs on his wrist through the fence.

"Old Mr. Coppola has entrusted me to bail you out. ”

The middle-aged white man in a suit and leather shoes with a back on his back carried a briefcase and lightly raised the watch on his wrist, "You will leave the police station before dinner, and maybe you can catch up with the pre-dinner prayer." ”

The long-faced melancholy man scolded in a low voice.

Ignoring the other party, he lay lazily on the long board, and felt that the mesh hood on his head was too stupid, and was ready to take it off-

"You'd better not do that, or the doctor will probably put your head around like an Indian. Of course, if you mind, feel free to-"

A teasing voice with a slight British accent rang out.

The long-faced man looked at him, and the lawyer standing outside the railing turned back.

"Mr. Robert, I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

Harvey Weinstein greeted with a smile, then turned his gaze to the familiar face in the detention cell, "Hello, Mr. Coppola, long time no see." ”

The other party is nothing.

But the other party's family is not weak in high society, his father is a famous scholar of Italian origin on the West Coast, and his mother is a dancer, and the family has great connections and influence. Not to mention his uncle and grandfather.

Coppola has no weak appeal in Italian-American circles. Italians are not weak in the American culture and entertainment industry, and their father-in-law Stallone, Robert De Niro, Alpacino, Madonna, ......

This is especially true in the music world, and there is a saying in later generations that Italians hold up half of the American entertainment industry.

"It's better not to see each other, so you don't get tired of each other. ”

The suave Nicholas King Coppola looked at Harvey and scoffed, "Sorry, I don't think we're familiar with this level. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the Asian beside Harvey and saw that he was fine.

"You're in luck. ”

"You too. ”

Saozu looked at the other party and sneered.

“？”

Nicholas glanced at Wu Xiaozu with interest, "Asian boy, do you have any cigarettes?"

"Heh~"

Wu Xiaozu took out a box of unopened Marlboro from his pocket, gently tore off the seal, opened the cigarette cap, removed the tin foil, slowly took out a cigarette, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and put it in his mouth.

Shake off the silver Zippo and rub it on your jeans, the flames rise, bring it to your chest, and slowly light the cigarette.

Wrapped his cheeks hard, stared at the hopeful Nicolas Cage in the detention room with wide eyes, and sucked to the end, only then did he spit out a mouthful of thick fog.

I put it in my mouth again and took a sip.

He smiled at the other party and said, "Yes." ”

A smile rose from Nicolas Cage's smile - he stood up, stretched out his hand, and the words of thanks came to his lips.

"But...... It seems that smoking is prohibited here. Wu Xiaozu pointed to the warning sign next to him, shook his head with a smile and refused, and spread his hands apologetically, looking helpless.

“……”

“？？？？？”

Nicholas Face smiled as he looked at the Asian kid and couldn't help but want to curse the words that started with 'F'.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Robert, but we'll have the opportunity to talk again. ”

Harvey chuckled, greeted the white man in a suit in front of him, and looked at Nicholas, "Mr. Coppola, say hello to old Mr. Coppola for me." ”

"Shet!"

Nicholas smacked hard.

didn't have the kind of 2B mind of "vowing to kill Wu Xiaozu", but I just felt depressed.

Of course, I also knew that I was tricked by that Asian kid, and it was true that I was very ashamed.

I've heard of cheating on girls and sand cats being killed, but I've never heard of a lifetime of revenge because I didn't hand over cigarettes and alcohol......

The white lawyer named Robert looked at the two who were leaving and withdrew his gaze, "The other party didn't dig deeper. ”

"That's probably because my surname is Coppola, isn't it?" Nicholas King Coppola laughed at himself, and he didn't care about what was being played, he just felt very bored.

"You're ready to go out. ”

The policeman knocked on the bar, took out a bunch of keys from his waist, opened the door of the detention cell, and helped the other party uncuff the handcuffs.

"It's still too late, do you need me to arrange a driver to take you back?" lawyer Robert asked lightly.

"What's dinner?" asked Nicholas.

Robert, the white man with the back of the "......", choked and didn't know how to answer.

"So you see, maybe dinner is something I don't like to eat at all~" Nicolas Cage staggered over, took the wallet, watch and other items handed by the police, and opened the door to leave.

Get out of the police station.

Close your eyes, open your arms, and take a deep breath –

"Do you still need cigarettes now?"

Suddenly, that nasty voice rang out again.

When you open your eyes, you will see a playful Asian face.

"Bump!"

Brother Face sent greetings with a dark face, sneered, and walked down the steps, Joke, my son Nicholas Long Beach will lack you a cigarette???

He looked at the elongated shadow in front of him, and a sense of pride and comfort welled up in his heart.

"I lack a role, do you want to play it?"

Nicholas Cheek had a sneering expression on his face, ready to turn his head and sneer at the Asian kid.

"Male lead!"

His face retracted a little, and he wanted to open his mouth to mock, but he couldn't open his mouth somehow.

With a black face, he turned his head to look at the condescending other party.

The sunlight shot from behind Wu Xiaozu, making him can't help but squint, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Do you think the Coppola family will lack a role?"

looked at each other with banter in his eyes, but unfortunately, the other party still maintained an indifferent look.

"I don't need a character here who can take the lead and bring sublimation to the film, a film that has nothing to do with sex, a film that has to do with lies. A character who combines waves and repression, a classical smile, and a frank and occasionally evasive look.

He was about six feet an inch tall and returned to his original town after being wounded.

Lies and videotapes converge into a dispute between the four protagonists......"

Wu Xiaozu said slowly, looking directly at the face brother in front of him, the original banter on the other party's face slowly faded, just staring at Wu Xiaozu.

"I'm looking for an actor who can blend in with the character, not a member of a family. ”

As he spoke, he smiled.

"Coppola, I know, I like the director very much. But that's it...... What I like is the work of director Coppola. You-I don't think you deserve my respect~"

Nicholas Face Brother is really eating this set at this point in time. At this time in his previous life, he also chose to change his name, changing Nicholas King Coppola to Nicolas Cage, who knows how to change his name is a fart!

Deceive oneself as well as others!

But since he likes to play like this, Wu Xiaozu has no reason not to trick him!

"If you think you only want to be a member of the Coppola family, then I'm sorry—"

Wu Xiaozu still shook his head calmly, ready to leave.

"Can you tell me more about your script?" Nicholas Face looked at Wu Xiaozu suspiciously, "With all due respect, Hollywood rarely sees Asians." ”

He has reason to be suspicious of Wu Xiaozu, but thinking about Harvey just now, he believes a little bit of Wu Xiaozu's statement, thinking that the other party should be a person related to Miramax Film Company.

Harvey Weinstein's identity is certainly no stranger to him, a recent up-and-coming figure in the film industry, and last year's Oscar nomination for a film.

"It just so happened that I made an appointment with a young man at the café around the corner, if you are interested. Wu Xiaozu said.

"Cage—"

Nicolas Cage was silent for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth, "Nicolas Cage!" is the name I gave myself in private. ”

"John Wu~"

Wu Xiaozu nodded and looked at the other party.

Nicolas Cage also looked at him.

The air was a little quiet for a while.

I was stunned for a few seconds.

"Do you have a car?"

"Did you drive?"

Look at each other~

"Getting a ride in Los Angeles is a very probable thing. Nicolas Cage was the first to speak.

"I just asked at the police station, and the café is only five or six blocks away, so it shouldn't be far away. Wu Xiaozu said.

Nicholas Face glanced at Wu Xiaozu resentfully, watched the other party take a step, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but speak, "Do you know the neighborhoods of Los Angeles? Do you think five blocks will be close to this big rural area?"

He felt like he was going crazy now.

"Didi—"

Suddenly, a taxi, half of its body that had been hit and recessed, slowly drove by.

"Hey, Asian dude~ I'm going to drive this car to repair it with the insurance company now, do you need me to give you a ride...... Shet, who are you—"

The black guy stared wide-eyed at Nicolas Cage, who got into the taxi with Wu Xiaozu, and stared at the other party's mesh elastic net cap.

"Why did you come out of the hospital without taking off a single piece of clothing?," the black guy yelled in surprise, his eyes aimed at the other's ass.

This made Wu Xiaozu, who originally thought that he was going to get Nicolas Cage off the car, a little incomprehensible, and always felt that the amount of information in his words was a bit too much.

"Dude~ It's not a taxi I have to call you!" the black guy shook the pot, "this Asian dude's idea." ”

Cage looked at Wu Xiaozu with resentful eyes.

Call an ambulance and look at me? I'm a lifesaver!

John Wu's face was righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Asians are so rich!" Nicolas Cage couldn't help but scold.

"Dude, you have a clean mouth, he is my buddy, will China kungfu! We are all members of the Bruce Lee Brotherhood in Los Angeles. The black guy warned Nicolas Cage from the rearview mirror.

(òωó?) ！？？？？？？

“WTF?”

Wu Xiaozu looked confused!

"Bruce Lee Brotherhood??"

"Yes, that's right! We were born and died together, aren't we buddies?(^-^)V!" The thick lips tumbling up and down in the rearview mirror left Wu Xiaozu speechless.

You say yes, yes!

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