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At the gate of the Fox set, the tall black security guard glanced at the two men standing not far from the gate from time to time, both of them hiding in the shade of the trees were more than six feet tall, although they were dressed very seriously, but one of them was a little younger, with a wide forehead and a big chin. The frowning man didn't look like a good guy at all, and only the old man was carrying a backpack and didn't have a camera, so the black security guard secretly raised his vigilance, and at the same time informed his companion to prevent these two people from sneaking in while they weren't paying attention. There are often big stars filming on the set, and once someone sneaks in and harasses them, whether or not they cause damage, they can only roll up and leave.

However, the two men have been honest and have not behaved inappropriately, so the security guards did not find any reason to drive them away. The two waited there before ten o'clock, and had no intention of leaving until nearly twelve o'clock, glancing at the gate of the set and the road next to it from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.

At about 11:50, a yellow taxi stopped near the gate of the set, the door opened, and a fair-skinned petite girl wearing a small pink T-shirt and denim hot pants, wearing heart-shaped sunglasses, got out of the car, carrying a canvas bag and holding a parasol in her hand.

The black security guard looked at the girl with sunglasses and white skin like milk, and had a sense of déjà vu, until the other party approached the door for pedestrians to enter and exit, and he stopped the three people: "I'm sorry, three, please show your pass." ”

The two men looked at Drew together, and the girl took off her sunglasses: "I'm coming to Eric Williams, this gentleman, do you think I can go in directly?"

"You...... You're Miss Drew Barrymore," Drew took off his sunglasses, and the black security guard recognized him at a glance, relaxed his vigilance, smiled politely at Drew, and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Of course it's fine, but according to the rules, you can't enter without a pass, Miss Barrymore, can you wait a minute? I'll call Mr. Williams' studio and ask them to send someone to pick you up." ”

"Thank you then, ...... Mr. Crick," Drew said, glancing at his badge.

In August, the eyes of Los Angeles were blazing at noon, and the temperature was over 30 degrees, so the big black man let the three of them into the break room next to the gate before dialing the phone.

The girl walked into the lounge, found a chair and sat down, took out the chewing gum from her bag and stuffed it into her small mouth to chew it, took out the makeup mirror and straightened her hair, before she smiled at the two big men who couldn't find a place to sit next to the pestle: "Lawrence, have you waited for a long time?"

"Of course not, Drew, we just came half an hour before you," Lawrence Bender said with a smile, and the black security guard who was on the phone heard Lawrence Bender say this, but only glanced at it, and did not mean to debunk it.

The girl looked at the sweat-soaked shirts of the two people, and no longer asked, shrugged her small shoulders, she told the other party that she would come back after eleven o'clock, but it seems that the other party came quite early, maybe she was afraid that things like traffic jams on the way would be delayed, anyway, the girl didn't care much about this kind of thing.

Quentin Tarantino, who stood next to Lawrence Bender, did not speak, not shy, and certainly less afraid, but in fact, he was more talkative than Lawrence Bender. It's just that this gentleman always sneaks a glance at the little feet exposed in the girl's sandals from time to time, and his heart is a little uncomfortable, and the white and tender little feet are delicate like a pair of works of art, but why do you want to dye black nail polish, why do you want to dye them black! Quentin, who seems to be scratched by something, even has an urge to pounce on the black nail polish clean. Of course, it can't be done in reality.

Drew chatted with Lawrence Bender for a few words before turning to Quentin, and by chance, he caught Quentin stealing a glance at his feet, and the girl didn't get angry, but smiled at Quentin, looking playful that I had been caught.

Quentin quickly turned his gaze to the side in embarrassment, and at the same time covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice, trying to relieve the embarrassment.

The girl didn't want to let him go, raised her foot and looked at it, and asked directly, "Quentin, is there anything wrong with my foot?"

"Uh...... Ahem, no, of course not, Miss Barrymore, your feet are ...... It's beautiful," Quentin replied incoherently, quickly feeling Lawrence's elbow on the waist, and immediately reacted: "No, no, I mean ......"

"Giggle......" Seeing the other party's flustered look, the girl laughed heartlessly.

Lawrence Bender also glanced at his friend speechlessly, when is this, if the little aunt in front of him is a little smaller-minded, this opportunity we have won so hard will be in vain.

Fortunately, the crew who came to greet Drew on the set resolved Quentin's embarrassment, and the three came to the studio together in a battery car.

Walking into the studio, Drew went straight to Eric, Lawrence Bender and Quentin Tarantino also quickly followed, and soon saw Drew pounce on a young man in a blue T-shirt, Eric hugged Drew, and reluctantly let the little girl rub his face, before letting go of the girl and walking in front of Lawrence Bender and Quentin Tarantino.

"Hello, Mr. Tarantino, Mr. Bender," Eric shook hands with the two, Quentin originally thought that Eric would greet Lawrence first, after all, the two people seemed to be indeed dominated by Lawrence, but Eric did go to himself first, which made Quentin suddenly have a flattered illusion, although in the evaluation of friends, Quentin has always been a very narcissistic guy, but narcissism must also be on occasion, in the face of the director, although years ago, but has achieved more than $10 at the global box office, Quentin still naturally has a sense of self-shame。 (The novel will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)