"I seem to hear my name."

Amidst the raging and raging confrontation, a bright and light voice came abruptly, interrupting the conversation between Lan Li and Harvey. The noise and excitement of the surrounding world instantly rushed over, and the hustle and bustle of the Oscar night party changed again. To be real, the two turned their heads, and then they saw Steven Spielberg.

At this moment, Steven is like an old naughty boy, his cheeks are slightly red, and he seems to have enjoyed too much champagne, so that he is a little bit drunk; the gray beard is reminiscent of the kindness and kindness of Santa Claus, with a slightly brisk voice. Some big tongues make the unsound words become cute.

Steven walked steadily, but when he was seated, he fell heavily and sat down, seeming to relax all gravity, his hands slumped to his side, his back was adjusting a comfortable angle and position, small details It can be seen that I did drink a little too much tonight.

"So, what are you talking about just now?" Steven glanced back and forth between Harvey and Lanly, and asked with a smile, "Harvey, you are not looking at Lanly, are you? God, You are bound to be seen next to every outstanding actor in Hollywood, but this time, I tell you, I have made an appointment in advance."

Looking at the entire Hollywood, there are only a handful of people who dare to tease Harvey's existence in such an elder's humorous tone, and Steven is one of them.

Harvey had to hold back even if he was not convinced.

Harvey patted his knee heavily, and laughed readily, "Steven, all the actors in Hollywood, who would refuse your call? I really can't think of it, so this complaint should be caused by I’m talking about it? You tell me in advance which actors you haven’t booked, so that I can get started."

"I'll make a list." Steven also nodded solemnly.

Harvey blinked and smiled as if the younger generation was acting like a baby to the elders, "Then I will wait patiently. But don't let me wait too long, otherwise the next work will not start, and I will be helpless."

Different from the tense swords in the face of Lan Li, when facing Steven at this time, Harvey appeared to be advancing and retreating appropriately, and it could even be said to be humorous. The change of position brought about a change in mentality, and the dialogue was natural. It's completely different-

In the final analysis, Harvey has never placed Lan Li above a sufficient height; even if the hereditary aristocracy’s family background is exposed, in Harvey’s eyes, Lan Li is still the little brat who dares to challenge authority and is still the same. The spoiler who turned out to disrupt the overall plan.

After exchanging a few words again, Harvey got up and left, and left without procrastination, as if the confrontation with Lan Li had never happened before.

Watching Harvey's back, Steven leaned slightly to Lan Li's side, lifted his chin, gestured for Harvey's standing direction, and said in a low voice, "This is a ruthless character, it's best to be careful. Before really gaining a foothold, it’s best not to provoke it easily. The corresponding benefits require corresponding efforts; but if he has a place in Hollywood, then he is..."

At this moment Harvey seemed to notice something. Turning around, Steven and Lanly smiled at the same time and nodded for a moment. Harvey also smiled and nodded, stepped forward again, changed direction, and walked outside. Went out.

"Then he is a smart partner." Steven then finished adding the words.

clever.

This is a very interesting choice of adjectives, which is very meaningful.

Objectively speaking, everyone who can survive in the Hollywood Vanity Fair is a smart person. Even if it looks harmless and pretending to be stupid, they are still smart.

Even Paul Walker is no exception. His cleverness lies in his self-knowledge, no greed, no ambition, but just enjoying the pleasure of acting within his own ability; as for being like Hayden Christensen. Fools", they were eliminated early.

But Steven still chose the word "smart" to describe Harvey.

Lan Li couldn't help but think of one thing. The real heroes are idiots, and the real heroes are smart people. Because they know how to examine modestly, know how to master measures, and know how to make mistakes, their cleverness can often become the most unexpected and most important weapon.

...

Harvey left the banquet hall, got rid of the shackles and entanglements of the golden lights, and entered the world of the dark blue night. The refreshing air mixed with the extravagance unique to the Vanity Fair rushed towards him, making people indulged and frightened, just like / Poisons/products are general, everyone knows its hazards, but no one can really refuse/entice/confuse it.

The footsteps were about to continue to move away, but he noticed a wandering figure out of sight.

In the crowded and crowded Oscar night party, every corner is full of people, the real crowds, here, Hollywood practitioners are the least valuable group, no one cares about the objects that come and go around. Who is it, all eyes are on a small group of people at the top of the pyramid.

Harvey noticed the figure because the other party's behavior was very strange.

At this moment, he stood at the door of the banquet hall, did not enter or leave, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, pacing around in a small circle, carefully peeking out of the door, and quietly looking inside. The glitz and noise of the city. Not a curious inquiry, but a jealous look.

When the footsteps stopped, he straightened his waist, concealing his movements, and projected his eyes sharply and sharply towards the room. His eyebrows could not help but frowned, although the light and shadow projected sparsely hidden the depths of his eyes. All thoughts, but the cold and slippery negative emotions are inadvertently exuding, like a monster lurking in the depths of the lake, hiding in the dark night, secretly observing the survival of the prey, waiting for opportunities.

The gloomy and cold temperament seemed out of place above the lively singing and dancing party.

Regardless of the actions or the expressions, there was a weirdness all over the body. Harvey's thoughts moved slightly. He didn't know why he did it, but he did just that—subconsciously following the guidance of the sixth sense, he turned his steps, and returned to the door of the banquet hall, standing in the shadows. The back, over the shoulder, followed the line of sight and looked over.

Lanly Hall and Steven Spielberg.

In his sight, Harvey could clearly see the two people who were talking. There were a lot of figures wandering around the sofa, ready to move. Everyone’s eyes fell on the two people one after another, waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to come forward. Make two top big names. This makes the sofa composition in the center the focal point of the audience.

So, what exactly is this figure observing?

Harvey retracted his gaze and captured the profile of the other person’s profile. The sights hidden in the shadows were filled with incomparably mixed emotions, struggling and entangled, but after all they could not get rid of the spotlight; but they did not appear sinister and vicious. , That elegant and self-controlling power makes everything restrained and low-key.

Eddie Redmayne, the actor of Marius in the movie "Les Miserables".

In an instant, a flash of inspiration, all thoughts rushed to his head, everything was reasonably explained. Then, a thought began to take root and sprout in the depths of my mind, and it bred madly, grew up quickly, and even lost all control madly, and occupied all thoughts.

"Hey guy."

Harvey leaned forward slightly, leaning close to Eddie’s ear, using a breath-like manner, if a demon whispered, the smile in his eyes was spreading bit by bit, "I know, I know, Those lights, those attentions, those praises, everything should belong to you. He? Why? He is just a hypocrite who deceives the audience by relying on a skin, but a scammer who sells/chrysanthemum/flower blog. Not worthy. Yes, he is not worthy!"

Slowly, slowly, Harvey said softly like this, the voice was so soft that it lost the sense of reality, as if it were the voice in his mind.

In the line of sight~lightnovelpub.net~ Harvey can clearly see that the corners of Eddie’s mouth slowly rise, and Eddie’s eyes slowly brighten, as if a candlelight entered a room where you can’t see your fingers. Generally, as the warm light advances, the darkness slowly recedes like a tide, and finally the whole world brightens up.

"Maybe, we should start cooperation, and then tear off that guy's mask, let everyone see his true face, and then take back all those things that belong to you. Yours, that's all yours, it's all Yours. Just tighten your fists and the whole world is in your palm. You are the winner."

The provocative words burst into my ears little by little, ripples appeared, and finally turned into stormy waves, fiercely bursting out terrifying energy, and instantly swallowing all the light. Puff, the candlelight was just blown out.

Suddenly, Eddie woke up, turned around, and saw Harvey close at hand. In fear and panic, he subconsciously raised his hands and made a defensive and attacking posture; and Harvey He quickly stepped back half a step, opened the distance between the two people, and spread his hands to express his innocence and harmlessness.

The cold air rushed in, and Eddie calmed down a little.

Harvey carefully looked at Eddie’s expression and eyes, the panicked chaos still rippling under his eyes, but the arc of the smile at the corner of his mouth was still not completely calmed down, which made Harvey’s mood fly up little by little, finally It turned into an extremely bright smile, and the harmless eyes of humans and animals looked like Bambi, kind and friendly, shining in the night.

Harvey politely stretched out his right hand, "Good evening, Eddie Redmayne. This is Harvey."

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