820 Girl, Good Vision (Supplement 11)
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The young girl seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled at him: "These characters are very good, but my favorite is your role as Terry in the movie "Dock Storms"! β
After a pause, the girl's apricot eyes suddenly widened, her hands were clenched into fists, and her face was irrepressible anger, "You don't understand!" I could have made it to high society! I could have been a self-motivated person! I could have been a decent gentleman! β
"Instead of being a thug like you are now!"
Old Hamilton's expression finally eased, the crutches were caught under his armpits, he gently slapped his hands, and rarely praised: "Very good acting." β
That's right, the most proud role in the old Hamilton's life is not "Ranger Zorro" that made him famous, nor "Troubled Times" that made him famous, or even "The Godfather" that made him win the Oscar, but such a small gangster role in "Dock Storm".
And his favorite is also this classic line, when he faced the mirror, he practiced it more than 100 times, and even decades have passed, and he can still recite it backwards to this day.
This young girl's performance really stabbed him in the itch.
The young girl was not fluttering because of his words, she waved her hand again and again: "No, no, I'm far worse than you!" β
She let out a long breath, with a little embarrassment on her pretty face: "To be honest, I was a little worried, because you are so handsome in the movie-"
After a pause, she looked at the old Hamilton in front of her with admiration, and said sincerely: "I didn't expect you to change at all, in our Chinese dialect, your style has not diminished back then." β
Old Hamilton was not so easy to please, his eyes glanced to the side, the cane in his hand pointed at Leohard, and sneered, "Can I be more handsome than this kid?" β
The young girl blinked and said honestly: "I only know that he is not as handsome as you were when you were young, and when he reaches your age, he will definitely not be as handsome as you." β
Old Hamilton was finally coaxed into a daze, he glanced at Leo Hard proudly, the pride on the old face was about to overflow, aha, this little bastard didn't know where to find the girl, this vision, there is no one!
He coughed, and praised without embarrassment: "Girl, you have a good eye." β
Leohard's expression was quite strange, and his mind was still echoing with Jian Han's simple words: "God! Mr. Hamilton! Is that you? β
"I, I'm your fan!"
"The most loyal fan!"
Damn, this little liar was scheming against him when he was at the airport! Let's be in rehearsal!
Although he knew that this little liar could do anything to act, but seeing that she even filmed the old man's ass so slippery, coaxing the old man to almost find the north, Leo Hard felt a little stuffy in his chest-
The little liar's sycophant, shouldn't it all be his!
He said cowardly: "I'll go in first, you guys talk slowly." β
After that, he dragged his luggage and walked slowly towards the house, his back was extremely gloomy, and when he was about to turn the corner, he couldn't help but look back, but he saw an old man and a young man, chatting happily, and no one noticed his disappearance!
His handsome face darkened, and then he was a little negative, hum, don't look for him now, and when you want to find him, you can't find him!
One old and one young, they did talk very happily, Jian Han had done a lot of homework on old Hamilton before, and even waited for Leo the road and in the car, she was still looking up information, and she cherished every movie that Old Hamilton had made.
When people are old, they inevitably like to remember the past, especially those who were high-spirited back then, and it is rare to have a sentence that can be picked up.
"Frankly, dear, I don't care, this line, because the last word damn, was fined five thousand dollars after the movie was released, dear, five thousand dollars at that time was enough for you to travel around the world for a week."
"But who would have thought that if there is no damn, shit, and fuck in today's movies, I'm afraid they would be embarrassed to say that they are Hollywood movies."
Jian Han thought about the Hollywood blockbusters he had watched, and couldn't help but smile: "You say that, it's true." β
Old Andrew brought a pot of fruit tea for the two of them, Jian Han cleverly poured a cup for old Hamilton first, old Hamilton gently sniffed the wafting fruity fragrance, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and suddenly said: "Say, young girl, what do you want to take from me so hard?" β
"If it's about you and that kid, you're working in vain with me, and I can't care about that kid."
Jian Han knew that for these old and eccentric old people, the best way to get along was to be honest with each other, she said honestly: "I am studying at Douglas University, and the senior brothers of the graduating class are going to shoot a series to tell the story of seven world-famous paintings. β
"We're short of clothing now, and I've heard Mr. Leohard say that you have quite a few medieval hereβ"
Old Hamilton interrupted her suddenly, "You listen to Leohhard? β
Jian Han blinked and nodded obediently.
Old Hamilton stood up on crutches, walked expressionlessly towards the house behind him, took a few steps, and said to old Andrew, who was with him, "Take this young lady to the cloakroom." β
Old Andrew bowed respectfully to the old master, watched the old master enter the living room, turned his head to look at Jian Han, and spread his right hand with white gloves to the side: "Young Miss, please follow me." β
Jian Han stood up a little apprehensively, she admitted that her motives were not pure, and because of this, old Mr. Hamilton suddenly made a straight face, she also understood, but after all, she was a little unhappy in her heart, and after following old Andrew a few steps, she couldn't help but ask: "Is Mr. Hamilton angry?" β
Old Andrew didn't look back, and his voice was very flat: "No, the master is very happy." β
Jian Han: "......"
Is it nice to keep a straight face?
As if knowing what she was thinking, Old Andrew was silent for a moment, and then the flat voice sounded again: "I'm afraid you don't know, Young Master Leohard, has always said that he will not inherit any of Mr. Hamilton's property. β
After a pause, his voice changed, some sharp, and some indignant voices suddenly sounded: "Damn it! Old stuff! To hell with your stinky money! Or you can give it to whomever you want, even a beggar! β
"Oh, by the way, of course you can think of him as your grandson!"