Since the last time he was enlightened by his own driver and psychiatrist, Theolod has corrected his mentality towards the major award ceremonies, since he loves acting, then he should also accept the performance of the qiē, in order to pursue the fun of acting, what else can not be done?

So this time, Theolod didn't leave early. Le Wen [Update Quick Search] He followed Pacino's side and met many actors and directors of the older generation, perhaps for the sake of Pacino's face, or simply to be polite, and many of them proposed to cooperate with Theolod in the future, or ask him to star in their own movies.

And on this big occasion, he is still calm and calm, personable, humorous, and smiling, in the eyes of others, he should have been nervous or excited to participate in the Oscars for the first time, and even occasionally had a small gaffe, he seems to have just entered Hollywood and stepped over the rookie stage, his unassuming self-confidence and natural and decent speech and demeanor are obviously easy to win the favor of others, so the atmosphere is quite relaxed and happy after the whole dinner.

"I really don't know when the next time I meet you, maybe it's the promotional period and premiere of "Devil's Advocate." Before parting, Pacino hugged Theolod and patted him on the back, "I hope that in the future, without my awards ceremony, you can be as natural as today, you can't always let your dad support you, I don't want to suddenly see bad news about you in the newspaper in the future." ”

"Hah, it looks like someone here feels good about themselves!" Theolod smiled, "Don't worry, Al, I'm fine, I'm still young, I don't want to die yet." As for the meeting...... Hey, maybe one day when I'm passing through New York, I'll knock on your door and ask you to play music -- as long as your instruments aren't rusty. ”

Hollywood actors who meet because of a play, especially actors who don't live in the same city, once the movie is finished, it is often difficult for them to meet again because of the schedule. This kind of short-lived friendship is only a lot more in Hollywood, and most of them are just general acquaintances, so this is also what makes Pacino emotional.

Seeing that Theolod could still comforting himself teasingly, Pacino also smiled: "Don't worry, my old bones are rusty, and they can't be rusty." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand at Theorod and got on the Mercedes that had come to pick him up.

After seeing Pacino go away, Theolod was escorted by Hermann into the black Audi.

"How does it feel?" Hermann tonguò stared in the rearview mirror into Theolod's eyes.

"It's good, maybe a little melancholy." Theorod shrugged.

Herman turned his head and asked again: "You don't have to lie to me, you are my patient, I have an obligation to protect your **, and the conversation between us will not be known to a third person." If you're covering it up, it's good, it means that your condition isn't serious, because there's no way to hide the physiological depression that is really serious. ”

"Do you see my limbs aching to the point of twitching my hands and feet? Do you see me frowning instinctively because of a headache? No, because I'm fine now. Yes, I still have some understanding of my condition. ”

Perhaps it was Theolod's words that made Herman realize the difficulty of curing this not-so-well-behaved patient, and he frowned slightly, turned his head and started the Audi.

"You need to find time to get a brain check-up at the hospital, Mr. Lechte." He said in a conclusive tone.

"There's no need to be so strict, Herman, I'm really good, take the medicine on time every day, it's much more convenient to have you help me prescribe the medicine order, I don't have to worry about getting the second bottle every time because the medicine is finished."

"Psychiatrists are not used to prescribe medicine to you, sir, if you hire me, then I will definitely be responsible for it to the end, after all, your body is addictive to drugs."

“…… My mood these days is no different from that of ordinary people, and I have not committed suicide. ”

“alt。”

“…… That time was a special case. ”

"Trust me, you don't want to see it become routine."

"But now that I'm in the hospital, I'm sure to get the attention of the paparazzi!"

"In the US, yes, in the UK, no. If you really want me to be your personal doctor, then you'd better do what I say, Mr. Lechte. Of course, if you want to cut off my steady source of medicine, I can also just be your driver. So, now, where do you want to go, sir? ”

The speed at which Herman switched from doctor mode to driver mode in an instant made Theolod a little crying and laughing, and in the end, he had to wave his hand and choose to go straight home. After all, he had to fly to England in a day's time, and stay there for two months, so he had to go home early and be with Maggie.

Seemingly worried that Theolod would be depressed because he didn't win the Oscar, Maggie didn't say a word about it when she got home, just asked him if he was hungry or if he wanted a pie or something. Theolod knew Maggie's kindness, so he also cooperated to say that one piece of pie or something would be enough, at least three.

The next day, Theorod went to the supermarket and bought a lot of daily necessities that Maggie might use, and stayed at home with the elderly. Early the next morning, Theorod, who had left Maggie a □□, waved goodbye to his grandmother and boarded a flight to London.

Before getting out of the car, Herman handed Theolod a business card with a somewhat worn corner, which looked a little old but was well preserved because of the strict and disciplined character of its owner, Herman. Dr. Grant Miller, the holder of this business card, works at the Royal Brompton Hospital.

According to Herman, this Dr. Miller was a friend of his from the past and could go to Theorod if he was going to the hospital.

Well, if he doesn't go to this Brompton hospital, according to Herman's character when he returns home, I'm afraid he will still pressure him to go to the hospital in Los Angeles.

Theolod sighed slightly, leaned back comfortably in his chair, and looked out the window at the blue sky. In order to save his budget, Guy Ritchie did not book a first-class ticket for Theorod, but he didn't have high requirements for these things, if it weren't for the risk of being recognized when he sat in economy class, he didn't even care too much about economy class, let alone this business class, which was still a window seat.

After almost 12 hours of flight, Theorod arrived at London Heathrow International Airport at 6 a.m. local time on the 27th. When Theolod walked out of the exit with his suitcase and sunglasses, he searched for a long time, but did not find the staff who came to pick him up.

He walked around the departure hall of the airport for a while, and found a young man napping with a sketchbook in a corner chair. His appearance made Theorod feel a little familiar, so he looked at it a few more times before realizing that the man in a very ordinary gray pullover sweatshirt with a beard was his future director, Guy Ritchie.

To keep warm, he put on the hat of his sweatshirt and let a few pinches of brown hair pop out of the brim. At this moment, he held the sketchbook in his arms, stepped on a black backpack at his feet, tilted his head, and seemed to be sleeping soundly. Maybe he came too early, or maybe he spent the night here, which made the thick dark circles under his eyes look particularly noticeable.

Theolod saw that Richie was sleeping soundly and didn't want to disturb him, so he quietly sat down next to him, took out the script of "Two Big Smoking Guns", which he had read over and over again, and looked at it again.

To be honest, the four protagonists in this script are not the kind of people with huge personalities, in other words, there is nothing difficult about these four characters. Eddie, the sharp-toothed street vendor Beken, Tom with excellent economic acumen, the "honest man" cook Soap, and the leader of the four-person team, the intelligent card player, the initiator of the dramatic event, and the father's "good boy", are not to show the audience their personality charm, but to bring the audience into the plot like a guide.

Yes, the focus of this movie is on the plot, not the main character, and there are no too strict requirements for acting. If Theorod in the past, out of academic considerations, he would naturally not choose to take on this kind of movie, but now, who cares about those? After all, this movie is so cool!

Of course, this doesn't mean that Theolod won't take Eddie's character seriously, and his morbid pursuit of acting that borders on obsessive-compulsive makes him interpret the role perfectly at all times and in all circumstances.

The story of this script is one link after another, and Eddie and the other four are just a small part of it, but it is precisely because of Eddie's initial card playing incident that there will be the next qiē. Maybe it's for the budget, the time is in a hurry, Richie doesn't have too many detailed settings for the characters in the script, and after reading through the script, on the surface, Theolod's image of Eddie is only "genius", "card player", "has a father who is extremely cold and harsh to himself" and "more serious than the other three".

But as an actor, he has long passed the novice stage that can only be performed according to the template given in the script, and almost instinctively, he began to supplement and construct the overall image of Eddie in his brain.

I'm a genius, what is genius? In addition to having an advantage in chess and cards, being able to remember and count cards, is there anything else? Of course, of course, I have a good memory, which means that I can memorize a lot of theoretical knowledge from books, and he can count cards, which also proves that I am very good at calculations. And the instinct of genius is to try to find a solution to a problem when it is found, which is why I seem more serious than others.

However, I'm just an ordinary person. My mother is not mentioned in the script, but I have a father who is so strict with me that he is cold. Maybe it was because I lost my mother at a young age, maybe it was because of the divorce that my father's fatherly love for me became a harsh - without a mother, he wanted to teach me to be an adult, but this was a bit difficult for him alone, and of course, it was possible that he was not good at words and expressed his love, which made him seem unkind - and I grew up and still didn't have a serious job, and I followed my friends everywhere, so my father became even more cold.

Perhaps deep down I was desperate to prove to my father that I was not as incompetent as he thought I was, and yes, I had to prove it to him...... How to prove it? What could be more convincing than the brains of his own genius to quickly earn a large sum of pounds?

It's a pity that someone cheated □□ card, I messed up a qiē, how could I mess up! I'm just an ordinary person who would panic if I get into trouble with a loan shark and be threatened with cutting off my fingers, of course I will! But I also have a little bit of an IQ higher than the average person, and maybe after a panic, I'll try to calm down - or make myself look calm - and find a solution......

When Theolod completely entered his own world and completely entered the play, time flew by. The people at the airport gradually increased, people came and went, endlessly, the noise woke Richie from his sleep, he yawned in a daze, as a result, as soon as his hand was straightened, the sketchbook in his arms fell to the ground with a "snap", this sound made him completely sober, he immediately picked up his notebook for drawing shots, rubbed his face, and looked at his watch......

10:17？！？！

Theorod is a six-o'clock plane!

Richie jumped up from his seat, scooped up his backpack, and rudely stuffed the sketchbook into the backpack with his footprints on it, and hurried to the exit, only to knock over the suitcase of the man next to him without paying attention.

The commotion finally caught Theorod's attention.

He looked up to see a hooded man rubbing his knees as he raised his hand and said "sorry" in English with an eastern British accent.

Hey, isn't this the "Sleeping Beauty" director?

"I'm sorry my box hurt your knee, Director Richie." Theolod smiled and took off the sunglasses off his face, "But you're in such a hurry, where are you going?" ”

Listening to this very familiar American English accent, looking at the young man who took off his glasses in front of him, Richie was stunned in place - hey, isn't this the "upside down" male protagonist? How did he end up here? When did he sit down?!