In the past few days, Coaster Odeon has been very anxious and depressed, especially a few days ago, when the final list of winners of the Golden Globe Awards has not yet been announced, and many brainless idiots regard "The Genius Ripley" and Theolod Lecht as the final dark horse, Odeon, who is holding back his belly, almost yells at that group of idiots - don't think about it! Impossible, that kind of film will never win awards!

However, the final results had not yet been announced, and he couldn't be so stupid as to shake everything out.

That's right, at that time, Odeon was already confident about Theolod and the failure of "The Genius Ripley", as for why he was so sure...... Well, he has always been proud of his social circle in the journalist media industry, and as a staunch anti-gay, he also knows many journalist friends who are on the same side as him, many of whom are judges of this year's Golden Globe Awards.

Of course, this can't be done too blatantly, after all, this is the status of the Golden Globe Award second only to the Oscars, and on the surface, Odeon only dares to criticize the limitations of "The Genius Ripley" in his own newspaper and contradict the mainstream - every work will have shortcomings, and after readers get tired of blindly praising it, some "niche" arguments that contradict it will naturally attract their attention and earn a little sales.

As far as he knows, when the film was released in a city in Texas, a man scolded and threw popcorn on the screen in the middle of the film, and although he was later taken out by the theater security guards and police, Odeon was like seizing some unique opportunity to do a week-long feature on the homophobic incident and the social impact of "The Genius Ripley", which also greatly stimulated the sales of the Boston Globe at that time.

In addition, when this incident broke out, it happened to be close to the annual meeting of the journalists' union, and Coaster Odeon, who was invited to attend, found many like-minded friends at the annual meeting. He took the opportunity to approach the judges of this year's Golden Globe Awards he knew, knocked on the side from their ambiguous attitudes, and finally came to a conclusion-

Theolod Lecht wants to win the Golden Globe Award for Best Actor?

This result made O'Dien breathe a sigh of relief, as if the middle finger pasted on his face on the day of the premiere was slapped directly in the face by him, recalling his arrogant and domineering attitude at the beginning, and thinking of the opponent's fall at the Golden Globe Awards, Odien felt that this slap in the face made him feel comfortable.

There is no need to rebel in Hollywood, only academic works can be called movies, and the order of Hollywood cannot be disrupted by these hairy boys who came out of nowhere, otherwise those scum who mistakenly think that they can succeed will take someone as an example and all rush into the film industry, making the general environment a miasma, and making those Brits on the other side of the ocean who look down on Hollywood's arrogance and rudeness look down on them?

In fact, it stands to reason that Coaster O'Dien does not have the influence to influence the outcome of the Ballon d'Or. But when the sanctimonious judges find that there is media standing by them, it's different. Their "friendship" counts as a factor, and more importantly, they don't want the movies they are not used to to winning awards, nor do they want the public to think that they are selected with prejudice and discrimination, they happen to need a catalyst and an excuse in an awkward position, and they need someone to push them, even if they cause any bad results in the end, they can get rid of it alone, and easily push the "culprit" to the front of the stage-

What did Odeon say about the homophobia incident in Texas? Sooner or later, this kind of movie will cause public outrage, and that's the people's choice.

The Ballon d'Or went the way he imagined it would have given O'Dien the courage to think that everything was in his own hands. So when the Oscar nominations were announced, and other colleagues were talking about Theorod being nominated again, he looked at them with an extremely smug look.

Who can be as sure as he is that this time Theorod will continue to accompany him? Sure that Oscar will not have Theorod's share, Odeon feels like a god who already knows the future at this moment, watching this group of naïve children with no vision fooling around in vain in front of him, except that he can't say it at the moment and can't show off, the long-term depression is swept away in this moment, replaced by dark coolness.

Secretly cool, Odeon decided to invite a few colleagues to the bar after work to celebrate with a drink. His colleagues saw Odian holding the beauty he had just hooked up with with his left hand and his right hand cup by mouth, and they only thought that he was numb from the stimulation. Most people in the newspaper know that he didn't like Theolod because of the red carpet at the premiere of "Talented Ripley", and he was definitely very happy that the other party lost the Golden Globe Awards, but he was selected for the Oscar a few days later, and Odeon must be in a bad mood at the moment.

Thinking so, they let him drink booze, and even offered to invite him to drink a few more.

Odien couldn't have known what they were thinking, but instead of poking it out, he looked at their backs as they ran to the bar to buy drinks, and sighed proudly.

"Are you in a good mood?" the three scantily dressed beauties they had just met at the bar blinked curiously at the sight of Odion's expression.

"Of course!" Ou Dien, who had been alone with three gentlemen after the two male companions had left, thought that he had become a winner in life, and he hugged his favorite blonde, big-breasted girl beside him, laughed, and said in a joking show-off tone, "You can always find pleasure in the misery of someone you don't like." ”

"Oh, I see. The blonde lady said, with excitement on her face. The three of Oldion had introduced their professions before, so they knew they were journalists, "I also gave me a little color when I was in high school, and she shouldn't have to compete with a cheerleader who holds the power of the school newspaper for the title of prom queen." ”

"I didn't expect to meet such a beautiful 'colleague', my dear, and I didn't expect a beautiful girl like you to be a journalist, but my revenge is not as simple as writing in the tabloids. Odien shook his head, "Journalism is a science, not a nonsense, sometimes journalists are a powerful group, and they can even influence the presidential campaign." ”

"Really?" Odeon, who had seen the three beauties staring at him with wide eyes or disbelief or adoration, felt only great satisfaction in his vanity, nodded his head in a matter-of-fact manner, and continued:

"Of course, because you know a lot of people who have a lot of power, like this year's Golden Globes, I know at least 30% of the journalist judges, even the Oscars. So, you see, I can control a lot of things that you don't expect. ”

"Golden Globes, Oscars? Oh, it's those movie seasons? Honestly, I'm not interested in that. The brown-haired beauty shrugged her shoulders and joked, "If you can take me to the front row of Paris Fashion Week, Coaster, I can go home with you tonight." ”

"Haha, then I'll think of a way, this is my chance. ”

"What? can you really do it?" the other two beauties, one black and one gold, were also surprised.

"Of course. Do you know Theolod Lecht? It doesn't matter if you don't, you just need to know, because he offended me, he didn't win the Golden Globe Award just past, and as for this Oscar, it's even more impossible. Paris Fashion Week is naturally also a small case. ”

Under the double temptation of alcohol and beauty, the face-loving Odien shook his head and said these words. Of course, he didn't believe that these three big-chested beauties would expose these things, and normal people would only take these words as jokes and big talk.

So, the three beauties smiled, and the two men who happened to go to buy wine came back with a tray of wine glasses, and they didn't care.

In the wee hours of the morning, outside the bar, two of Odeon's colleagues threw Odeon, who was too drunk to speak, into a taxi — and he didn't manage to take any of the beautiful women home. The two men wanted to send the three ladies back and get some tacit benefits by the way, but unfortunately, they didn't get any of them, because the three beauties were hooked up with a guy in a red Maserati sports car, and when they watched the car stop in front of the bar and the owner rolled down the window and whistled at the beauties in miniskirts, they knew it must be nothing.

In fact, the three beauties gave them a cheek kiss and got into the car, and then the engine that made countless men's blood boil roared, and in the blink of an eye, the sports car was gone. These damn rich second generations like to run bars to hunt for beauty when they have nothing to do, and steal the fruits of other people's "labor" by the way.

I don't know how many times they have been robbed of their love by such a knife, the two male reporters said that they had long been used to it, and soon parted ways and went back to their respective homes, and the two probably did not know that there was not only one "rich second generation" in the Maserati.

“…… So, that's enough, right?" the blonde beauty who was enthusiastic about Odian at the bar said to the man next to her as soon as she got into the car, and the gaze she looked at him was a completely different "passion", because she knew that the man next to her was not Odeon's arrogant and arrogant hypothesis. Whether it is his appearance or size, strength or money, no matter what point of view, he is more material than the reporter who is said to "control everything", and of course, he is also the kind of "material" that is not easy to mess with.

"Well done, Laura. The man in casual clothes said in a calm tone, took out a bulging envelope from the pocket of the zippered sweatshirt, and handed it to Laura, "This is agreed, as for the rest, I shouldn't need to explain too much." ”

"Of course, baby, we don't have the courage to talk nonsense, what should we do when we are punished ♂?" The black-haired beauty took the envelope from Laura's hand and pinched it, smiled ambiguously, stretched out her hand and touched the man's thigh directly, and ran at him suggestively, "If you have any other needs, you can come to me." ”

The man stared at the weak and boneless hand for half a second, and with a rather disgusted posture, he lifted the palm of the hand from his thigh effortlessly, and with a flick of his hand, the sports car speeding on the empty street "squeaked" and stopped on the side of the road. "Your destination has arrived, get off. ”

“…… Are you going to throw us three ladies out on a deserted street in the middle of the night?" said the brown-haired beauty sitting in the front seat with wide eyes and disbelief, even if he didn't want to see them and wasn't interested in them, but the most basic gentlemanly demeanor should always be, right?

The man looked sideways at them and did not speak.

"Fine, you're the boss. Laura raised her hands and motioned for the brunette sitting by the door to get out of the car. This guy wasn't joking, he threw them on the side of the road and said go, it was incredibly simple and rude, which made the three girls who had long been accustomed to the bad nightlife of those dark guys extremely puzzled.

"Look at his monkey rush to break up with us and run home, he must have raised a little beauty, what the 'underground mayor' of North Las Vegas, phew, it's obviously a cowardly bag who is afraid of his wife. The brown-haired woman looked in the direction in which the sports car had disappeared and hummed angrily and sourly.

"Ahh......h

"But, Boss, you're going to get into trouble with the ......"

"Are you scared of the strips? Or do you think those traffic police will dare to stop this car at this time?"

The little brother of the driver, who was mistaken for the rich second generation by the two reporters, silently shut his mouth and directly shifted the gear and stepped on the accelerator to the end.

When he arrived outside the residential area, the man immediately patted the driver's little brother on the head and told him to stop quickly, threw him a voice recorder and a roll of film, dropped a sentence of "You know what to do", and then ran out of the car, pulled on the zipper of his sweatshirt and put on his hood and ran towards a small bungalow.

"Nat, why are you here?" Theolod said with some surprise when he heard the doorbell ringing and opened the door, and saw Nattel, dressed in a night running suit, standing outside the door.

"I was running at night when you called me, I didn't drive, and I was unlucky enough to get a taxi, so I ...... Ran over, huh. Natel avoided Theorod's gaze a little uncomfortably, glanced at the mat at the door, and then raised his eyes and quickly changed the subject, "Anyway, I'm here, and you seem to be in a hurry when you call me?

Theolod was wondering why Nattel, who had run most of the city, didn't look blushing and out of breath, but when he heard him ask, he put down his doubts and explained while turning sideways to let Natl enter the door: "Oh, it's not there now." I just found out that the Oscars will announce the nominations today, but the phone was blown up, and there were even paparazzi running to knock on the door, and Maggie blamed me for not reminding her, she still wanted to drink, and I couldn't stop it...... Anyway, it was a mess, and I wanted to ask you to come over and help, but I finally decided to turn off my phone and unplug the phone. I had only coaxed her into bed ten minutes ago, so I whispered. ”

"Oh, good. Natel immediately lowered his voice, quietly walked to the sofa, and nestled comfortably inside, his two long legs stretched out on the coffee table, "I'm tired of running here, I think I need a cold beer and a pillow." ”

“…… You're going to stay overnight?"

"Can you bear to throw an old friend who has crossed most of the city to help you out on a deserted street in the middle of the night?" Nattel didn't think it sounded familiar, and he looked up at Theorod standing aside.

That gaze reminded Theolod uncontrollably, and every time he was hungry, he ran to himself and looked at his two family members pitifully...... He glanced at Nati and Hittite sitting on the couch, well, they had this look in their eyes again, they must have wanted a snack.

"No way. He warned the two dogs who were still hungry for snacks in the middle of the night, and said to Nattell, "All right, I'll help you find a pillow and a quilt, and you'll spend the night on the couch." ”

"I remember the bed in your room was quite large, two meters wide...... Okay, then it's decided that the sofa is mine, I'll go get the beer, I shouldn't have been drunk by Maggie, right?" Theorod looked at him with a look in his eyes, which made Natel very witty and chose to run away after playing tricks, and as for the two stupid dogs who were still expecting snacks, they were thrown into the kennel by Theorod with one hand under his armpit.

But the next day, when Theolod opened the newspaper and saw the headlines on the entertainment page, he couldn't help but regret a little that he had relented for a while last night, and didn't put the guy who had made him a big news overnight under his arm and threw it into Nati's kennel—

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