May 4, 1980.

Later, Madonna, the "Queen of Rock" who became popular all over the world, remembered this day deeply. When she went out yesterday morning, she was blocked by the obese landlord who had been in arrears for four months, and Madonna, who was in a hurry to catch the flight, knocked down the lovely landlord with a flirtatious leg, and then ran away.

As she ran downstairs, Madonna's best pair of heels broke off, and she had to smash the other heel off as well, and then boarded the plane to Los Angeles with her precious ticket.

Madonna's savings during this time were not enough, and she borrowed a sum from her former ballet friends to finally pay for the airfare.

Compared with more than a decade later, the major airlines in the United States have not yet started a price war, and air fares are more than ten times that of the later - just like the wireless communication fees before China Mobile and China Unicom in Chinese mainland did not fight the price war.

This is also one of the biggest factors affecting the number of passengers in the Maldives, and airfares are so expensive. Wang Zijun and Brooke. Hall had to negotiate with travel agencies and airlines in various countries to make special travel airliners and reduce the price of air tickets.

For example, from Hong Kong to the Maldives, the minimum cost of a single three-day tour is compressed to 8,000 Hong Kong dollars. If it hadn't been negotiated with the airlines of several countries in advance to get a special passenger flight, the money would not be enough to buy a ticket to fly back.

Even so, if you want to play in the Maldives for three days with 8,000 Hong Kong dollars, you can only take a discount and then a discount travel flight during the unpopular period, and live in a cramped single room in the Maldives, eat a simple meal, and then watch the scenery and visit the beach all day long. If you're going to surf, dive, or go on a seaplane, sorry – pay extra.

This is also the Maldives resort island discount period, once the number of tourists increases, the hotel room is tight, 10,000 Hong Kong dollars is not enough for a single person to travel for three days.

But she said that Miss Madonna was on a plane for the first time in her life, and the free food provided on board made her so overjoyed that she almost broke her stomach.

After getting off the bus at the Los Angeles airport, Madonna found a small hotel to stay in, and by the time she finished breakfast the next day, she had less than $10 left.

Single-mindedly wanted to go to Audrey. Hepburn was born to party, and then took the opportunity to get in touch with a certain big name Madonna, without even thinking about what to do when the money on her body was spent.

"Hey man, how do you get around this place?" Madonna stopped an elderly white man on the road and asked for directions with a copied address.

The old man was still more enthusiastic, and said to her: "This place is over there in Hollywood, I think you should take a taxi." ”

"Thank you." Madonna thanked her and pulled out the few dollars she had left in her purse, thinking that it should be enough to cover the fare.

Madonna stopped a taxi, and the driver looked at the address and shook his head: "No, it's too far away and remote, it's not a good deal." ”

After the driver finished speaking, he drove away in a puff of smoke. Madonna, who had eaten an exhaust meal, scolded in a low voice: "Bastard! ”

"Phew!" Madonna, who was wandering the streets, suddenly heard a whistle, and when she looked back, she saw a taxi parked on the side of the road, and the driver stretched out his head and waved at him, "Hey, beauty, where are you going?" ”

Madonna pulls the car door and gets into the car directly and hands the address to the driver.

The driver was a handsome guy, and he narcissistically shook his hair before looking at the address, and said, "Hey, beauty, your place is a little far away." ”

"I'll give you enough money." Madonna said.

"Well, for you, beauty." The handsome driver shook his hair again, stepped on the accelerator, and the car was not far away, and a beautiful flick of the tail ran into the traffic.

Madonna finally knew what it meant to be a little farther away, and the taxi drove from downtown Los Angeles all the way through Hollywood, then into the suburbs, and finally through a desert and pastures before stopping.

"It's here, beauty!" The handsome driver pointed to the big iron gate and said, "Tulip Manor, this is a new name, and many taxi drivers don't even know it." ”

"Thank you." Madonna gave all her cash to the driver.

The moment the handsome driver got the money, the smile on his face was gone, and he drove for a long time to the wilderness, and what he got was only 6 dollars and 45 cents.

Madonna took out her shriveled purse and said, "That's all I have." ”

"Okay!" The handsome driver took a deep breath, put away the knife and said, "For the sake of being a beauty, I have to beat him up if I change a guest." ”

"Thank you." Madonna kissed the driver on the cheek and pulled the door to get out of the car.

The driver, who was kissed by a beautiful woman, was instantly depressed, and shouted at Madonna outside the car: "Hi, beauty, my name is Pete, Brad." Peter. (This is a spoof, don't take it seriously.) ）

"Thank you for your help, gentleman Pete." Madonna said.

It's called Brad. Pete's chauffeur is handsome, and Madonna is in trouble facing the wide iron gate of the "Tulip Manor".

After wandering outside the door for a while, I saw a bright limousine driving in the distance, and as soon as the car honked its horn in front of the door, a uniformed manor doorman immediately came to the front of the car, looked at the invitation handed out in the car, and then beckoned the door to open.

After standing outside the door for dozens of minutes and several cars in a row, Madonna was dumbfounded. She only had an invitation on her, and her name wasn't her own, and she tried to dress herself up like a star, but she didn't even have a car of her own.

I knew that I would have taken out a loan to rent a good car!

More and more luxury cars entered, and Madonna stood like a fool watching from afar.

Pregnant!

Madonna was in a hurry and planned to run ahead to intercept the car.

Another car drove up, and Madonna stood on the side of the road and kept waving and shouting, "Hey, stop, stop!" ”

The limousine that drove over didn't take her seriously at all, and passed by her with a "whoosh".

"Shet!" Madonna kicked the ground with her heels and cursed in her mouth.

Soon another stretch car came, and Madonna, who couldn't care so much, ran directly to the middle of the road, so frightened that the driver of the sedan braked quickly and almost knocked her away.

"Hey, what are you doing? Silly girl! The driver stuck his head out angrily.

"Can you do me a favor? Whose car is this? Madonna simply climbed onto the front of the car.

The driver didn't answer, and two strong men who looked like bodyguards got out of the car and looked at Madonna coldly and motioned for her to get out of the way.

"Miss, do you need any help?" Another young black man got out of the car.

"Oh, you're Michael, Michael. Jackson, I'm your fan! You're singing amazing songs...... "Madonna immediately recognized the black man who had come down at the end, and slapped her on the back.

Wait for Madonna to finish the lengthy sycophant, Michael. Jackson asked, "Is there anything you need help with?" ”

"Of course!" Madonna pulled out the stolen invitation and said, "I'm an assistant to the famous photographer Mr. Rutis. He forgot to bring an invitation when he went out, so he called me to bring it to him. However, when I came, I did not see him in person, perhaps because he had already gone in with a friend. But I came by taxi, and now that the taxi has left, I haven't even eaten lunch, and I can't get into the manor and I can't go back to Los Angeles......"

Madonna complained and made up a big lie, and Michael. After reading the invitation in her hand, Jackson clearly believed the lie.

"Okay, you can get in my car, I think you can find your photographer inside." Michael. Jackson said.

"Thanks, you're such a nice guy." Madonna succeeded in her plan and was overjoyed.

Got Michael. After Jackson's extended luxury car, Madonna was directly shocked by the luxurious appearance inside. It's a presidential suite—even though Madonna hasn't seen what the presidential suite looks like.

Entering the manor without a hitch, Madonna turned her attention from the inside to the outside. In the distance, a few people were playing golf, and further on, some people in riding clothes were riding horses......

Seeing this, Madonna's head directly crashed, and she opened a golf course and a horse farm on her estate, which was really beyond her imagination. Although she didn't know much, she knew that it was expensive to maintain the course and provide for jockey horses.

In fact, the golf course and horse farm in this manor are very small, and the thoroughbred horses carefully fed by the original owner have already been auctioned, and the horses in the horse farm are all inferior goods that Wang Zijun temporarily rented from a nearby ranch.

"Oh, it's awesome here." Michael. Jackson said to his assistant, "Punk, I'm going to buy such a big manor when I have money, build a playground in it, and bring the kids to my playground during the holidays." ”

The black punk face twitched his muscles, and he thought to himself that this person really had lofty ideals and had the money to build a private playground!

Michael. Jackson's car drove slowly along the makeshift sign on the side of the road for a long time before finally reaching the manor's parking lot.

After getting off the bus and walking a little bit, you will walk through a garden to a huge swimming pool. There are many food stations set up next to the swimming pool, on which there are many fresh melons and snacks, and some waiters are in charge of filling the guests.

It's not dark yet, the party hasn't officially begun, and the guests have found their friends to chat with, or run off to the rest of the estate.

May is the flowering season of tulips, and all kinds of tulips in the garden are blooming, and many women Madonna knows or don't know are enjoying the flowers in the garden, giggling and chatting about the gossip of the industry that she usually can't hear.

Madonna looked at the women's dresses and felt that she was really shabby. She tossed the fake chain around her neck, plucked a red tulip and pinned it to her sideburns while no one was looking, and then looked for prey like radar. Whenever she had the chance, she would run up to the man and strike up a conversation.

Now Madonna has not joined a band and can only dance and model, so she aims to be the biggest names in dance and fashion. Of course, if she meets a famous director or producer, she will not let it go.

What a fool I am!

As soon as she walked out of the garden, Madonna slapped herself on the forehead. That's your chance, Michael. Jackson, the future superstar of the American music scene, can dance with him himself, why did he miss it in a moment of confusion?

"Michael, my friend, it's glad you're here." In the distance, Wang Zijun gave Michael who had just arrived. Jackson gave a big hug.

"Mr. Wang, I'm glad you invited me, your harmony and dancing are amazing." Michael. Jackson grinned, not like a superstar at all, but a big black boy.

The two hit it off at first sight, and soon they talked, and Madonna in the distance was envious.

Madonna took a piece of snack to fill her stomach for the uneaten lunch, and began to wander around with a glass of red wine, her ears pricked up to listen to all kinds of secrets.

"Hello, young lady, there seems to be something wrong with your shoes." A man in a suit walked up to Madonna and said.

Madonna didn't know the man, and smiled politely: "Yes, sir, I just broke a little, so it feels smoother to walk." ”

"Hehe, you're such a straightforward girl." The man pulled out his business card and introduced himself, "It's nice to meet you, I'm Horace, a producer of Reading Film." ”

Madonna was very happy with the filmmaker who took the initiative to come to the door, and after taking the business card, she took the initiative to stretch out her hand and said, "Hello, Horace." My name is Madonna, I'm a model, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

People who can come here to party have a certain status and fame. The producer, Horace, obviously didn't expect Madonna to sneak in, and thought she was a supermodel he didn't know, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Miss Madonna." You're so beautiful, you deserve to be a model, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I want to ask you to be the heroine of my movie. ”

"Really? That's great, here's my business card, you can call me if you have the chance. Madonna pulled out the business card she had only made in the past few days.

It is not ruled out that the producer played the role of getting Madonna to bed, and the more the two talked, the more pleasant they became. After Madonna revealed that she wanted to get involved in the film industry, Horace even directly said that she would leave a small role in her next movie to try her skills.

Madonna beat the snake and put the stick on it, and it didn't take long to negotiate the matter.

What a harvest!

Having landed a role so easily, Madonna was so confident that she was eager to find her next prey.

"Madonna?" Just as Madonna was rejoicing, she suddenly heard a woman calling out to her.

"Miss Sarah!" Madonna turned her head to see that it was the young assistant to the editor-in-chief who had called her to model last time.

Seeing that she hadn't broken it, Madonna immediately ran away, escaping the pool and running straight into the dinner hall.

At this time, it is getting late, and all the street lights are lit up, reflecting colorful colors in the pool. Guests who had been playing in the manor were also returning, and the hall was putting the finishing touches on it.

"Huhuhu......" Madonna, who was overly frightened, ran directly to the second floor, opened a door and hid in. She was afraid that she would be driven away if she was exposed in public, but in fact, she thought too much. Even if she is an impostor, as long as she doesn't deliberately make trouble, how can the owner drive her away?

"Darling, hmm...... Other...... Don't make guests wait too long......"

"My dear, the noble princess is always the last to appear, and there is still half an hour before the official start of the party."

"But you crumpled my dress."

"It's okay, even if it's crumpled. In the eyes of those people, it was also you who deliberately crumpled. ”

"You're underestimating them too much...... Oh, don't kiss, itchy...... Hmmm......"

This is clearly a suite. Madonna, who entered the house and hid behind the door, heard the sound of conversation coming from inside, followed by a sound of soo and an inappropriate "shenyin" for children.

Driven by curiosity, Madonna crept over and looked through the half-hidden bedroom door, and was so shocked that she couldn't walk—the man in the suit was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Audrey looked extremely noble and beautiful. Hepburn squatted in front of the man, his head lying on the man's crotch.

The man's back was to Madonna, but Madonna knew the clothes on his body, which were definitely Zackery, the Chinese man he saw below. King.

These two people really have an unusual relationship!

Madonna, who bumped into the shocking secret, felt that she should leave first, otherwise the master would be angry and she would suffer.

"Who!?" As soon as Madonna retreated, due to her nervousness, she accidentally bumped into a stool, which immediately alarmed Wang Zijun.

I saw Wang Zijun suddenly turn around and stand up, and Audrey. Hepburn was behind him, and the words that were still shiny with saliva were exposed to the air.

"It's huge!" Madonna unconsciously compared it to her previous boyfriend, and actually forgot to run away for a while.

Wang Zijun put away his "weapon", walked out and saw a familiar girl standing outside, and was speechless. Playing with excitement by myself, I was actually bumped into by a female guest at a party.

"I ...... I didn't mean to, my heels are broken, come up and find a place to fix them. Madonna's head spun so fast that she found an excuse in an instant.

Wang Zijun was extremely thick-skinned, and he was no longer embarrassed, but looked at the girl in front of him and asked, "This young lady, what is your name?" ”

Madonna didn't want to reveal her real name on this occasion, so she said nonsense: "Mai ...... My name is Maggie. Yes, Maggie. ”

Hearing Madonna say the "M" pronunciation, Wang Zijun has already confirmed who she is. I can't imagine that the three popular superstars of the American music scene in the 80s are here today, which is really a coincidence.

Wang Zijun had a strange smile on his face and said, "Okay, Miss Maggie, I think it's a bad habit to break into other people's rooms. ”

"I didn't mean to." Madonna said awkwardly.

Wang Zijun looked at the high heels on her feet, and looked at Audrey inside. Hepburn said, "Hepburn, find a pair of shoes for this Miss Maggie." ”

"No need." Madonna just wanted to leave this awkward room right now.

Audrey. Hepburn also came out at this time, and she had regained her noble and charming appearance, except that her face was a little red, and she couldn't see what she was doing just now.

"What size shoes does Miss Maggie wear?" Audrey. Hepburn asked.

"Really...... No. Madonna was completely convinced in the face of this shameless husband and silver woman.

(To be continued)