"You're back. Roy gave her a big smile.

The smile was so bright that Lyra felt as if a light had suddenly lit up behind him, and the surroundings lit up all at once.

It's really terrible, I've known each other for so many years, why do I still get caught in the eyes of that face from time to time?

"You seem to be in a good mood?" she asked tentatively. How often is he seen sitting on the balcony with a wine bottle in his hands, looking at the stars?

Does he know what the hell is outside? What if he catches a cold?

For his behavior of not protecting his body and throat well, she should rush over and twist his ears to teach him a good lesson, but I don't know why, looking at that smiling face, all the words in her stomach were held back. It's rare to indulge once, so let him be free.

Roy didn't know how much he had drunk, and his cheeks were a little red. The handsome face looked a little cute because of the drunkenness, and the corners of Leila's mouth couldn't help but curl up when she looked like that.

When asked about her, he tilted his head and thought for a moment before replying, "Very good." ”

"Did anything happen that made you happy?" asked Leila with a smile, grabbing his hand and leading him back to the house. Although the temperature on his body was not low because of drinking, she couldn't watch him continue to stand in the somewhat cold wind with thin clothes.

Roy put his arm around her, wrapped her in his arms, and put his chin on her shoulder: "Yes, it's fun." But not happy either. ”

This half-spoken way was so unpleasant that Leila couldn't discuss the in-depth question of "speak clearly" with a drunk person, so she had to follow his words and ask, "What's wrong? What's so happy? What makes you unhappy?"

"I'm happy because ......" Roy suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, then shook his head with a smile: "I won't tell you." ”

Leila was amused by his childish gestures, which were so rare that he wasn't too cute: "Okay, don't tell me." Tell me later, okay?"

"Well, I'll tell you soon!" Roy nodded cutely, but a center of gravity was unstable and almost fell, but luckily Leila was right next to him and happened to be firmly held by him.

In the face of such a koala-like man holding on to herself, Leila was also a little helpless, so she could only call a few people to help her send him upstairs.

Putting him on the bed and helping him take off his coat and shoes, when Leila looked at him again after all this, she saw that he was already asleep. I just don't know if he was dreaming, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Did you encounter anything again?" Layan stretched his hand and stroked his brow, trying to smooth out the unpleasant wrinkle. As a result, before the hand could be forced, it was slapped by a large hand.

I saw that after Roy finished filming, he turned over and muttered "there are mosquitoes" in his mouth.

Lyra laughed angrily, helped him cover the quilt and left the room.

"Is Roy alright?" Abel saw her come out, and looked into the room with his head a little worried.

"Don't worry, just drink too much. Leila patted him on the shoulder, "Don't disturb him, let him sleep well and be fine, let's go to dinner." ”

Able nodded and walked downstairs after her.

"By the way, Abel, do you know what he's thinking?" asked Lyra as she pretended to be casual during the meal.

Abel raised his head and thought suspiciously: "I didn't listen to what he said, he was drinking there when I came back, and he didn't say anything when I asked." It's just laughing and walking around, as if it's preoccupied. "But if you're laughing, it shouldn't be a serious problem, right?

"Well, I'll ask when I go to the company tomorrow, maybe he has a new script and is working on the role. Leila didn't want him to worry, so she changed the subject: "By the way, how is your travel research?"

"I'm almost ready, and I'm going to go over the weekend. I heard that there are many lanterns to see on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. ”

"That's true, that's right. It's a pity that the Spring Festival didn't pass, otherwise you can see more oriental charm. I'll get in touch with them and make sure you see the most authentic Oriental culture. "She has always been very willing to promote the charm of the motherland to the outside world.

Abel smiled: "It's a pity, but there will always be time to go again in the future." The East is so big, you can't read it all at once. What he didn't say was that he and his friends were interested not only in the culture there, but also in the magnificent scenery of The Lord of the Rings and wanted to see it for themselves.

But Leila would be happier if she knew, and that's exactly what she had wanted, wasn't it?

The next day, before Roy woke up from his drunkenness, Leila had to leave him in the care of the house's maid and give him a few words before going to work.

But this situation always did not reassure her, and when she arrived at the company, she immediately called home until she confirmed that he had woken up and that everything was fine. If it wasn't for the appointment with someone today, she wouldn't want to come, but unfortunately the person she met was more important, and it was really not her way of doing things to delay for personal matters, so she still met with that person as agreed.

Andrew, the author of the script for "Blood Diamond", was the main party to this meeting. The other was Leonardo DiCaprio, who attended as a producer and investor.

The reason for their meeting this time was precisely for "Blood Diamond".

"Hello, Director Moran, I, I'm your fan, I admire you so much!" Seeing Leila, Andrew's tongue was not good, and there were even big beads of sweat hanging on his forehead. He didn't look like he was here to talk about work, but more like the performance of ordinary people when they saw the emperor.

Although he is more than ten years older than her, in Hollywood, a place where strength is respected, the distance between him and her can be measured in light years, and the identity, property, and all aspects of the two are too different.

And what he cares about the most is her ability to create and adapt scripts, not to mention the previous ones, this time "The Lord of the Rings", if he didn't get a golden man for the best adapted screenplay, he would have doubted the fairness of the Oscars.

"You're welcome, please take a seat. Leila smiled and beckoned the two to the conference room.

After the secretary brought in a drink, the conference room fell silent.

Leila looked at Andrew, who was about to suffocate, and didn't dare to talk to him, for fear that he would accidentally stimulate him to faint or something, and he would have fun. Talking about work and fainting, and then calling the ambulance to make sure that all the media will be interested in this news. She didn't want to be famous again in this way.