When the box office data for the first day of "Jurassic Park" came out, Eric and the crew were still in London, and everyone was a little tired from crossing the Atlantic to catch two premieres in a row, but when they heard that "Jurassic Park" After the record-breaking box office figures, the exhaustion of the crew members was swept away, and everyone knew what it meant to double the midnight show and the $21 million box office on the first day, so everyone in the crew was very excited, and Eric chartered a banquet hall at the Hyde Park Hotel, where the crew stayed, and invited everyone to party all night.

Although the London premiere has ended, the film will also be released in other European countries in the next month, such as Belgium, Luxembourg These small countries do not even have premieres, only one or two actors need to come forward to participate in some TV talk shows or interviews, but France, Germany, Italy, Spain, these major European box office countries, Eric still has to show up, so after the London premiere, Eric did not leave and continued to live in London.

More than five years have passed since he woke up one morning in the summer of 1988 and found himself in this strange time and space, and Eric has almost forgotten the information about the original body, but the British media has obviously not forgotten him, the 'little boy out of Walworth', anyway, on the day Eric's plane landed at Heathrow Airport, this name appeared in a London newspaper. Woolworth is a borough in south-east London, and Eric has collected some memories, but can only barely piece together some pictures of the winding streets and alleys, if he is really left in the so-called Walworth district. He could never find anything from east to west, north to south. However, in the following days, the 'kind' London tabloids published all the streets and alleys where his body had lived for eight years. I also hope that he can go back and see.

Although the British are not as desperate as the stick to want to take the whole world for themselves, they have always adhered to the proud insistence of 'what is mine is mine, and what is mine is mine', although there is some slander in his heart, but on occasions such as the premiere, Eric is still very face-saving to the British, and in the face of questions from the media, he did not hesitate to confide in some beautiful words such as missing his hometown, after all, he has won the favor of the country. There are also many benefits to the distribution of his future films.

After participating in the premiere, the exciting box office information in North America came, and the other main creators of the crew went to other countries on the European continent in groups to promote, but Eric did not immediately idle, and participated in one party after another, so after a whole week, it was considered to be idle, although he was still able to receive a lot of party invitations, but most of them were able to be pushed off with confidence. Although he is not too interested in the British, Eric is still very interested in the city of London. So I asked someone from the branch to find a tour guide for me. Walked through the corners of London.

The tour guide was an authentic West End girl named Caroline Wilson. Said to be a descendant of the nobility, he is petite and small, although he is not very old, he is very knowledgeable, and he knows all kinds of allusions to any attraction in London, and he is a little more professional than those professional tour guides. According to the manager of the branch, the girl was a top student at Cambridge University and took the job only for a summer work-study. However, this girl has a little bit of English pedantry, although the two are in an employment relationship, the girl does not have the slightest consciousness that the young man opposite is her temporary boss, and if she disagrees with some of Eric's behavior, she will immediately speak up, and add a proud "Ibegyourpardon!" before the words are added. , but also looks a little cute.

On a slow-moving yacht on the River Thames, Eric stood on the deck with the girl, looking out at the scenery gliding slowly across the banks.

"There is the Houses of Parliament, also known as the Palace of Westminster, this building was rebuilt after the fire in 1834, there were two original design schemes, one is the ancient Roman style of the dome building, the designer Mr. William Kent said that the architectural style represents harmony and order, and the other is the Gothic style of Sir Charles Barry, because this architectural style seems mysterious and majestic, more suitable for the parliament than the slightly religious ancient Roman architectural style, so this scheme was finally chosen. ”

Eric didn't stand there as solemnly as the girl next to him, but leaned on the railing very casually, listened to the girl's skillful introduction, and said with a smile: "Caroline, what I heard seems to be different from what you said, in the middle of the nineteenth century, London became more and more dark and chaotic due to various factors, and those conservative but somewhat literary aristocrats felt that the dark and weird Gothic style architecture was more in line with the cultural environment of London at that time, so the Gothic style was chosen when the Houses of Parliament was rebuilt. ”

Caroline Wilson was stunned when she heard Eric's words, and then took a deep breath: "Ibegyourpardon, Mr. Williams, I don't agree with you, although there is indeed such a statement, but such an important building of the Houses of Parliament will definitely not come from this ridiculous way of choice, this is a very serious matter. ”

Eric looked at the girl with a smile on her lips, and Caroline Wilson said this, tilting her head to stare into Eric's eyes, her eyes wide open, waiting for him to continue to refute.

Eric was about to fight with this pretty girl a few more words, when the originally gloomy sky unconsciously fell rain again.

The overall rainfall in London is not too much, but due to the special climate, the weather is always gloomy and gloomy most of the time, with a drizzle falling from time to time.

The bodyguard, who was originally hiding in the cabin, saw that it was raining outside and quickly sent an umbrella over.

Eric took the umbrella and said, "Since it's raining, let's find a dock to dock and stop here." ”

The bodyguard nodded and went into the cabin again.

Eric held up the umbrella and covered the two of them together.

"Thank you, Mr. Williams. Caroline thanked her softly. Some shy shrunk their necks. In a blink of an eye, he said, "But, but I still can't agree with your point just now." ”

"Well, I'll throw in the towel," Eric said immediately.

Not far from the river, seeing Eric holding an umbrella for the girl next to him, the boat not far away immediately flashed frequent magnesium lights. Since the moment Eric got off the plane, he has not been without paparazzi for 44 hours, more than a week has passed. He was also used to these people.

However, glancing at the girl beside him, Eric suddenly asked, "Caroline, have you been reading the newspaper lately?"

The girl, who had always been serious in the past few days, immediately turned red, but she still nodded honestly: "Yes, Mr. Williams, but I won't take those words seriously." ”

"That's fine," Eric didn't want to dwell on the tabloid gossip, and watched the yacht slowly stop on the dock in front of him before Eric disembarked with Caroline.

A black Bentley van was parked on the side of the road at the pier.

"Caroline. Do you want me to send you back?"

"Thank you, Mr. Williams. But no, I can take a taxi back, and if you can, just lend me an umbrella. ”

Eric looked at the increasingly dense rain, and stepped forward to personally open the car door for the girl: "I'll send you back, there should be no taxis around here, don't refuse, just treat it as employee welfare." ”

Caroline Wilson hesitated for a moment, knowing that Eric lived in the Hyde Park Hotel, but she also lived near Hyde Park, not too far from Eric's accommodation, and it was indeed not easy to find a taxi, so she thanked her again and carefully got into the car.

Eric closed the door and sat down on the other side before telling the driver to drive.

"Where do you live?" asked Eric after the car started.

"Knight Street," replied the girl.

Eric nodded, and gave the driver a few more words.

As Bentley walked slowly through the winding streets of London, the atmosphere in the carriage was quiet for a moment, perhaps feeling that it was obligatory to liven up the atmosphere by hitchhiking on someone else's car, Caroline Wilson quickly found a topic: "Mr. Williams, you have been visiting London these days, are you planning to make a film about London?"

"It needs the right subject matter, but if I really want to make a film in the future, I'll definitely have you as a consultant. ”

"I, how can I do it, I can't," Caroline quickly shook her head, "However, I can introduce my mentor to you." ”

Eric looked at the girl's serious appearance, smiled, and said, "I heard that you are a student of Cambridge?"

"Well, I'm studying English literature, I just graduated this year, I've been admitted to graduate school, and I'll continue to study after the summer. ”

Eric nodded and said, "I have a heroine in my latest movie who is a top student in Oxford, what about you, are you interested in being an actor?"

"I'm not interested, I won't perform," Caroline shook her head again, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "But a good friend of mine is very good at acting, she also reads literature, but she founded a drama club when she was in school, which is very powerful." ”

Eric just said casually, as for Caroline's classmates, he was not too interested, but there was still some distance from the destination, so he casually echoed: "Very powerful, how powerful?"

Although Caroline sensed that Eric was not too interested in the topic, Eric continued to ask, and in the politeness she had cultivated since childhood, she still replied seriously: "She writes the script herself, and she won the Student Drama Award at the Edinburgh Festival in her sophomore year for the script she wrote herself," Speaking of this, I don't know what came to mind, Caroline suddenly chuckled twice.

"What's wrong?" Eric looked down at the clothes in front of him, nothing was wrong.

"No, it's not, I mean, well, the comedy she won the award for was "Little Property", because every time she was performing, she had to fall off a seven-foot ladder, so after she won the award, she tattooed a little ladder on her body. ”

Eric was a little puzzled, this didn't seem to be funny, he thought about it, and suddenly asked, "Then where did she get the tattoo?"

Caroline's face suddenly turned red, and she rubbed her seat a few times before she said, "In ...... Over here. As she spoke, the girl put her finger at the base of Eric's thigh, and as if she had touched something terrible, she immediately retracted it, and her face turned redder.

Eric was interested in the friend Caroline had tattooed a ladder on his ass, and he had never heard of such a person.

"Your friend is quite interesting, maybe you can introduce me to it if you have a chance. ”

Caroline nodded, wanting to say something, but in the end she felt too abrupt and didn't speak.

Half an hour later, the car stopped next to an apartment near Knight Street, south of Hyde Park, and when the rain outside had stopped, Eric dropped the girl down on the side of the road, said goodbye, and let the driver drive away.

Caroline watched the Bentley disappear around the corner, and was about to turn to enter the apartment when she heard the familiar roar of the engine on the other corner, and then a large-displacement Jaguar Monarch from the 70s came into view.

Jaguar stopped next to Caroline, and a bohemian girl with wavy head jumped out of the driver's seat: "Hey, Caroline, what are you doing standing here?"

"It's alright, Rachel, I just came back," Caroline shook her head.

Rachel glanced at her face a few times, and suddenly smiled, "Did the director send you back?"

Caroline's face flushed, and she wanted to deny it, but nodded slightly.

The girl named Rachel pinched Caroline's face lightly and said with a smile: "I really can't help you, it's been so many years, and it's still a good lie, and it's hopeless." ”

"I don't want to lie. ”

"Okay, okay," Rachel shook his head helplessly, and suddenly asked narrowly, "Do you like that director?"

"I ...... Don't tell you," Caroline's face immediately turned red, and she was about to stretch out her hands to cover her face, but Rachel held her in her arms: "Come, let my sister hug." ”

Rachel wears small leather boots and is more than 1.75 meters tall, but the petite Caroline is only 1.6 meters tall, and she is held in the arms of a girl who is dressed quite differently, but she looks like a couple.

"Rachel, don't, don't do that," Caroline pushed Rachel away, scrambling towards the apartment.

Rachel followed suit and continued to joke, "I saw it in the newspaper, and it said that you were a good match for the director." ”

"Don't talk nonsense," said Caroline, pulling out the key and opening the door, her eyes dodging and jerkily trying to change the subject, "I, I still mentioned you to him." (To be continued......)