"How can there be so many, I remember when I said this, there were only five or six people around?"

Jennifer Connelly had an unconcealable excitement in her expression, she used to spend a lot of effort for the heroine of a solo movie, but now someone has a lot of scripts delivered to her door when she stays at home, which makes the girl a little fluttery.

Of course, Connelly didn't forget who gave him this qiē, leaned on Eric affectionately and said: "I don't know very well, maybe the news was accidentally leaked, someone sent the script every day in the past few days, and there was also handed to Jim, Jim was taken aback, thinking that someone else had handed the wrong script, and called to ask to know the reason, so he sent it all over." ”

Eric picked up a copy of the script and flipped through it, remembering the girl's agent, Jim Rest, and asked, "Does Jim give you any advice?"

Connery shook his head: "Jim, the person who sent the script to him, can't afford to offend, so he will take it all and let you decide." ”

Eric laughed and said, "That's fine, judging from the films you picked for you earlier, Jim's vision is not very good. ”

"Actually, he's not bad, it's just that we didn't have many options before," Jim Rester said weakly to Jim Rest, after all, after helping her with so many years of business.

Eric didn't respond, flipped through the information of a few script deliverers, threw them on the coffee table, and sneered: "It's all a good calculation, how can there be so many good things in this world." ”

Connery felt the displeasure emanating from the man's body and shrunk his neck, but his eyes looked at the stack of scripts worriedly. I'm afraid that Eric will be angry and pushed away. Eric is away for the past few days. The girl has already seen several of these scripts. She also discussed it privately with Jim Rest, but Connelly also knew that although these people were nominally inviting her to be the heroine, they were actually coming for Eric, and she didn't have any decision.

"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow," Eric stood up and said to Connally, "Baby, I'm going to take a shower first, can I get a warm milk?"

"Okay. ”

Connery nodded. Watching Eric leave the small living room, the girl turned off the TV, cleaned up the small living room, and reluctantly glanced at the stack of scripts before turning off the lights and walking through the hall to the west kitchen.

The girl took out a glass from the cupboard, poured pure milk, then placed the glass containing the milk in another large measuring cup, slowly poured boiling water on the periphery, and waited patiently for the cow to be heated by the boiling water.

A few minutes later. Connelly carefully took the milk out of the measuring cup, brought it to his lips and took a sip to test the temperature. Only then did he get up and walk out of the kitchen towards the upstairs bedroom.

Eric took a shower, wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom, and saw that Connery had changed into a set of pure white suspender lace pajamas, lying on the big bed and reading a magazine, there was no base under the transparent pajamas, the waist was slender, the buttocks were full, and the delicate curves made people move their fingers, Eric couldn't help but throw away the towel in his hand after a few glances, stepped on the bed and pressed Connelly under him.

Jennifer Connelly, who was suddenly attacked, screamed softly, turned her face and wanted to say something, but it was Eric's rough kiss, feeling the man's rough hands rubbing and kneading in the sensitive parts, the girl was quickly emotional, and her upper body was softly sunk in the big bed because of Eric's weight.

After Eric forced his way in, Connery moaned softly, like a submissive female beast, trying to her white buttocks to meet the man's send-off. The astonishing curvature of the waist and hips of the female body underneath produced a strong sensory stimulation, which made Eric attack more violently.

……

In his previous life, because he always wanted to be a film director, Eric didn't know how many movies he had watched and how many film notes he had made.

However, it is clear that all the movies he has a complete memory in his mind combined, can not compare to the current Hollywood film production in a year, the next day after breakfast, Eric began to check the stack of scripts for Connally, read more than a dozen books in a row, but did not find the familiar movies in his memory.

Of course, there are also a lot of books that look very good, and those who hear the news and send scripts over and want to cooperate with them will certainly not be stupid enough to send any low-quality scripts at random. The scripts that can be sent to Jianjiao Manor must have been selected thousands of times, and even if the preparation of the project has not begun, it must be a high priority consideration.

Judging from the subject matter of the script received, before sending it, these film companies must have had a detailed understanding of Connery's information and knew the strength of the girl.

Therefore, among these projects, there is no heroine who plays the main role, more than 80% of the characters are vases, and the difference is only the number of scenes.

Connery complained a little about this, and Eric just laughed it off, even if he was himself, Connery's positioning was just a beautiful vase, and those producers, no matter how eager they were, would definitely not use the vase as an acting actress.

"Don't complain, if you can make a vase and be Marilyn Monroe's Cheng dù, your status will definitely be higher than those Oscar-winning actresses. ”

"It's that easy," Connelly said, huddled in the space chair across from Eric.

As he spoke, a nearby walkie-talkie beeped.

"From the other side of the gate, go and ask what's the matter," Eric looked up and ordered, and the girl put down the script in her hand and stood up and walked over, and after saying a few words, she turned to Eric with a little surprise: "The doorman said Rupert Murdoch is here?"

"What is this old fox doing," Eric muttered, but he could only stand up and walk over to the doorman to let Murdoch in.

Although he was not interested in Murdoch, Eric still went out to greet him in person, Connally hesitated and did not follow, Rupert Murdoch She still knew, for a media tycoon of Murdoch's level, the girl was still a little frightened.

Eric had just stepped out of the villa when a black Rolls-Royce had already driven over and stopped in front of the open space outside the villa.

The driver quickly got out of the car and opened the back seat door, Murdoch walked out with a smile on his face, and Eric was about to catch up, when the other side of the car opened by itself, and Elizabeth got out of it and greeted Eric with her chin raised.

Eric grinned, but in his heart he scolded Murdoch, old guy, is this a touch of his pulse, as soon as he meets him, he will take his daughter to protect himself, it is too inauthentic, sooner or later you will play with your girl and get pregnant and then abandon it.

Murdoch hugged Eric, then looked at the villa next to him and said, "Eric, I heard that you are good here, I have long wanted to come and have a look, but I have never had time." ”

"yes, everyone's so busy, let's go inside," Eric made a gesture of please. (To be continued......)