As a classic French song goes, "Two strangers last night, after a long night." This morning on the street has become two reckless qing people... ”

The next morning, Marion, who had woken up slowly, reached out and grabbed her fluffy hair a little lazily, and looked down at the claws of Lushan that made her feel very unaccustomed.

After removing her hand, Marion lifted the quilt, sat on the edge of the wound, stretched her arms lazily, bent down to pick up the silver-gray silk suspender nightdress from the carpet and put it on, walked to the dresser and found the tie tie to tie up her long hair, looked at the extremely ruddy face in the mirror, patted her cheek, smiled with satisfaction, and looked back at Andy who had not woken up yet.

There was a satisfied smile on her face, and although she had been tossed all night, she was very satisfied with the perfect process of last night.

When I walked out of the bedroom and passed by the living room, I took out a box of cigarettes from my bag, lit one, walked into the dining room, rummaged through the cabinets, found a can of coffee beans, walked to the black coffee machine, opened the lid, poured the coffee beans, then closed the lid, pressed the button, leaned on the bar, and waited quietly.

"Hehe, French style, smoking, drinking, hot hair and inseparable coffee... ”

Hearing the voice behind him, Marion held the cigarette between his fingers, spit out a puff of smoke, turned around and smiled lightly: "Good morning, do you want a drink?"

"Of course, it's best to pair it with a French beauty, and this morning should be even better. ”

Marion was a little helpless and let Andy hug her from behind, and began to put his hands up and down, sniffing on her swan neck.

"Don't make a fuss, I haven't washed yet... Marion reached out to block Andy, who was kissing him, and shook his head in refusal.

Andy, who suddenly thought of something, pulled the corners of his mouth, showed an embarrassed smile, and retreated under Marion's teasing smile, his hands raised high, as if I was not making trouble.

"But, then you still have coffee first, shouldn't you first, ahem, clean up?" Andy asked with some astonishment as he thought of the bad thing he had done last night.

"It doesn't matter anymore ... Take the cup. Marion commanded, holding a cigarette in his mouth, reaching for the coffee pot and pointing to two white porcelain cups.

Andy sobered up from the slight flute, reached out and took the cup, and put it in front of her, "Wow-" The fragrant coffee was poured into the cup, Marion put down the coffee pot, picked up the cup, sniffed it lightly, and smiled with satisfaction: "Very good coffee, do you want to add some sugar?"

Andy shook his head, Marion walked to the living room with the coffee, put the coffee cup on the coffee table, walked to the window, and reached out without the slightest hesitation to open the curtains, and the sun shone into the living room.

"You're crazy!"

Andy hurriedly dodged, hiding behind the curtain that had not yet been fully opened, and looked at Marion like an idiot.

"You're so tired!"

Marion closed her eyes and opened her arms to meet the sun, looking comfortable, then turned her head to look at Andy, chuckled and complained, pulled over the rattan chair, sat in front of the window, and slowly drank her coffee alone.

"I don't think I'm tired, being photographed by the paparazzi, it will be really lively!" Andy reached out and closed half of the curtains, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and glanced at Marion.

"Seriously, it's a bit surreal for me, I didn't expect an Oscar to make such a big difference in my life, and oh my God, I still dream of winning the night and then seeing my performance, it's kind of miserable. ”

Andy looked at Marion reaching out to cover his cheek with a shameful expression, and chuckled: "The Oscars have never been a stage for cultural exchange, and the little golden man is a product of the American film industry, a chain on the commercial assembly line.

It is able to identify with breakthroughs in artistic techniques (and to examine the history of the country, but more importantly, to maximize the profits of entertainment goods.

Once nominated, those copies that have been offline in China return to the theater, and the films that do not do well at the box office are immediately expanded and released, and the posters that have not yet been released abroad are marked with the sign of 'N shortlisted for the Oscar', and the Oscars have become the most effective advertising, which can bring more secondary and tertiary consumption in the DVD era.

"La Vie en Rose" won three statuettes, we can return to the theater industry in Europe and the United States for a BO of money, and DVD sales and rentals have exploded.

Otherwise, Carl would have vomited blood this time... ”

Marion chuckled and stretched out her slender long tui, and her white feet rubbed a few times on Andy's calves and said: "I still want to thank you for letting a foreign language film win the Oscar, as everyone says, you have created a miracle, a super big upset!"

"No, everyone thinks it's well deserved, the academy's fairest awards ceremony, your performance is just too good!" Andy said as he grabbed his little feet and chuckled.

"Thank you for helping me defeat all my opponents... ”

The two looked at each other, Andy dragged the smiling Marion, pressed it on the sofa, and was about to roll into a ball, when Andy's most hated thing happened, and Marion's mobile phone rang.

"Giggles, okay, I'll answer the phone first, it's a personal call, it should be urgent. Marion pushed Andy, who was dying, and reached out to put down the suspender nightdress, and after tidying up, ran into the bedroom.

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“merde——”

Andy, who was a little sneering, heard Marion's somewhat gaffe French scolding from the bedroom, his face changed slightly, he turned over from the sofa, walked into the bedroom quickly, and saw a pretty face that stretched out his hand to cover his face of grief and indignation, and wanted to cry, biting his trembling lips, and the hand holding the mobile phone exuded a little white from blood loss.

Andy crouched down, reached out and cupped Marion's face, lip-synching to indicate what was going on.

"Let him tell you! I, I seem to be in trouble again... ”

Andy took the phone a little confused, and as soon as he put it to his ear, he heard the voice of Carl, who had been cursing, so he put his mind at ease, stood up, reached out and grabbed Marion's shoulder with a painful expression, and said to the phone: "What happened to make you so angry?"

"I really want to strangle you, you idiot woman... Andy, ahem, you're there too, can you help me slap that Bichi twice?"

Andy frowned and said coldly, "What the hell is going on?"

"Forget it, you go to this website and take a look... Are you with her? Okay, I'm going to get over there, I'm not going to give up with that shit Harvey this time!"

Andy put down the phone directly, not interested in listening to his nonsense, looking at Marion, who was a little flustered and panicked, patted her shoulder and said, "As long as you don't kill someone, it's not a big deal!"

"Perhaps... Maybe it's worse than murder!"

The corners of Andy's mouth tugged, and he found his bag a little toothy, took out his laptop and turned it on, then connected to the Internet, opened YouTube, and saw the pinned video on the homepage "The Amazing "Naive" and Ignorant Remarks of the New Oscar Queen"

“。。。 Some people may think that the Twin Towers are too old and that it is more cost-effective to knock them down than to spend a lot of money on repairs to keep them stylish and luxurious, so the "911" incident is actually the concrete implementation of the US government's plan to destroy the building.

Did that man really go to the moon? Although I have watched a lot of documentaries about this, I still doubt the authenticity of this event... ”

Andy's whole face was dark, it was really dark, looking at the video, Marion looked innocent and ignorant and discussed the problem with the reporter, talking nonsense without holding, and looked at Marion who was already covering his face with his hands in disbelief.

"Ahem, is this true?"

Marion took his hand away and said with a cowardly smile: "The video is real, but it's not all the content, someone deliberately edited it, and we were discussing conspiracy theories at the time... ”

"So, 911 became a demolition, and the moon landing became a fake... The corners of Andy's mouth tugged, the fact that the moon landing was fake can be questioned, but Nima, the Twin Towers are "aging", because they always have to spend a lot of money to repair and maintain their fashion and luxury, so it is better to pour them out, so what the hell is the argument that the "911" incident is actually the specific implementation of the US government's plan to destroy buildings?

Looking at Marion, who had her head down and buried her face in her hands, Andy finally understood why Carl wanted to strangle her, this Frenchwoman was an idiot, and a giant pit that could kill people!

If it was her in the past, if she was in France, she would say it, and no one would care, but now she has just won the Oscar, and it has not been a week since she got the Oscar, and she has arranged a slow shooting plan and various promotions, which is simply a bolt from the blue.

"Your ignorance is enough to ruin your future in Hollywood!"