American Fortune Life

Frankly speaking, Andy has never been so tired, even if he is sitting in the study for several days, day and night, he is not so tired.

It's really not that easy to do things like flickering, especially in the face of a smart person, even if he has already figured out some reasonable answers to some questions at home, he still lets Allen. DeGeneres took some truth. For example, his previous views on various performances of suicide, his views on homosexuality and so on. Fortunately, he fooled him with all kinds of embarrassment and shameless cuteness, and ended the recording of "The Allen Show" with the laughter of Allen and the audience.

Andy's humor and wit also made Alan very appreciated, especially when he said about the same XING love "I can disagree with the way you live, but I am willing to defend your right to live a different life than mine!" , and even got a big hug from Ellen.

After exchanging phone numbers with Allen, he left the recording hall. At the entrance of the CBS Los Angeles branch building, a brand new silver-gray Bentley Flying Spur has been waiting for a long time. Joseph quickly walked to the front of Andy and opened the car door. After Andy got in the car, he took off his coat and took it out from the car refrigerator. After taking a sip from a bottle of water, he let out a long breath, leaned on the seat, closed his eyes slightly and recalled what he had said during the recording, and relaxed after finding that there was nothing wrong.

Don't say that you are not nervous, don't really think that you can be shocked by the tiger's body, and people will kneel and lick and surrender, that is a novel. It's no wonder he wasn't nervous when he was on TV for the first time as a human being. Fortunately, his first appearance came to a successful conclusion, thanks to his deliberately touted host Ellen several times without any bottom line, so that she would not deliberately make things difficult for herself. , after all, his previous black history is indeed quite a lot.

In any case, today's goals have been achieved, new book promotion, image building, black history whitewashing, and screen debut. Drinking water, thinking silently in my heart. Although he really wants to clean up all the black history in one breath, he also knows the truth that haste is not enough. Besides, underage drinking, ** or something is really not so easy to forget, especially his popularity during this time. At such a high level, the vulgar hype of the unscrupulous media makes the road to whitewashing more difficult.

At present, he can only use various auras of success to dilute the stains on his body. After all, people are tolerant of successful people. If you don't believe me, look at Steve Jobs. He has more black history, which makes Americans unforgivable. But later, Uncle Qiao, God Qiao, who pays attention to his roughness, stinginess, treacherous and cold-blooded.

So Andy attaches great importance to his identity as a writer. Now these several novels, "Dark Fairy Tales", "The Hunger Games" and "Inception" are his stepping stones to open up the situation. He agreed to appear on the show, but also to let The wider publicity of his new book has cemented his aura as a gifted writer, so that even if something goes wrong in the future, people can look at him more leniently.

During the recording process, Andy was most proud of all the little jokes and the show of spiritual poison. To be honest, he really didn't know that he could be ashamed and cute, but the audience at the scene liked it, and all kinds of hilarious laughter also made him The show has always been in a joyous atmosphere.

The phone ringing interrupted Andy's contemplation, "Hey, the show is over, and I'm on my way home. Well, it's going well. It's not surprising that I'm not nervous, mainly because Alan is a good person and didn't ask some embarrassing questions, by the way, Stop picking up the show for me, well, I don't listen to those reasons, so it's settled, I'm hanging up."

Hanging up the phone, he didn't give Carl a chance to fool around on the phone. He called the game company to inquire about the situation, and reiterated his importance to the quality of the game.

"Time is not a problem, what I need is an exquisite game, a game that impresses players, slow work and careful work! What? You don't know what it means to slow work and work carefully, well, what comes out after a long time is fine work. !" Andy rolled his eyes and hung up the phone, playing with the phone in his hand, thinking for a while.

That's all I can do for now.

Looking outside through the car window, looking at the endless stream of cars and passers-by of all shapes and sizes, he stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist.

The future is in my hands!

After "The Ellen Show" aired, Carl began to follow up on the promotion of the "Hunger Games" novel. He firmly hugged Andy's thigh, even kneeling and licking, because Andy gave him not only money The reward, and more importantly, dignity and status.

Recalling how he looked at the representative of the CAA agency awkwardly leaving his office the other day with contempt, he couldn't help showing a smug smile.

Now he is the target pursued by various Hollywood film companies. The best selling of Andy's novels is known to fools. Especially the first volume of "The Hunger Games" is considered to be the most valuable IP.

Carl had just walked into the building of Xue Le Publishing House when he saw Mac Miller greet him with a smile on his face, nodding his head expressionlessly as a greeting, ignoring Mac Miller's outstretched hand and looking at him. The other side withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and walked to the elevator without any pause under his feet. Hearing the other side's compliments along the way, the corners of Carl's mouth turned up slightly, and his fat body became much lighter. How angry Macmiller is, how the other party feels is none of his business. When Andy was on the street before, the other party's face was even more ugly.

Macmiller looked at Carl as he entered the conference room, the flattering smile on his face slowly disappeared, his face flushed from the over-pressed anger, his hands clenched into fists, but soon like a deflated man. Ball, sighed with a wry smile, thinking of his previous attitude towards Carl, maybe this is retribution.

The conference room was quickly filled with people. Elton Bull, president of Scholastic Publishing House in Los Angeles, was very optimistic about the prospects of "The Hunger Games", and even in his heart, he compared this series with the "Hunger Games" he was responsible for publishing. Harry Potter", he knew very well what such a series would bring to the publishing house and him, so he decided early on to run the publication and promotion of the novel himself.

"Mr. Carl, this is a sample book review sent by major newspapers, you can see if there is anything that needs to be improved." Elton Bull handed Carl a stack of documents and said with a smile.

Karl Fat took the document without any expression on his face, and looked through it seriously. Now, anything about Andy can't be treated sloppily to him.

"A thrilling adventure, unpredictable, youthful romance super bestselling novel! ----- "Wall Street Journal".

"'Twilight' author Stephanie Mayer and horror master Stephen King they sleepless, sleepless, crazy addicted to read this book! ----- The New York Times".

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Carl looked through them one by one, smiled and handed the documents back to Elton Bull, and said with great satisfaction: "Andy is right, leave professional things to professional people, thanks to the publishing house and Elton hard work sir."

When Elton heard Carl's compliment, he was very helpful and replied with a smile: "This is what we should do. Our service tenet is to satisfy customers."

After the two complimented each other a few times, they began to discuss the next publicity work.

"Mr. Carr, do you think you can let Mr. Andy Smith go on a few more talk shows to promote it? The Ellen Show has greatly stimulated the sales of the novel." Elton Bull listened to the introduction. All kinds of publicity plans, very suddenly said to Carl beside him.

Carl Fat's face twitched slightly, and he replied sternly: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Elton, except for the "Ellen Show" and "Saturday Night Live" that he promised earlier this morning, Mr. Andy Smith has rejected everything. TV shows, because he's working on a new novel, there's simply no time."

Looking at Elton Bull's disappointed expression, Carl secretly scolded Andy for his willfulness, but he knew that Andy's new novel had been written a few days ago, but Andy did not agree to appear on the screen, and everything was useless. With, he really can't understand Andy's idea, how tempting it is to be on a talk show, increase exposure, and become a star sought after by everyone, why doesn't Andy cooperate.

On the lawn of the villa, Andy, who was playing with the two little Doberman pinschers brought a few days ago, sneezed suddenly, rubbed his nose, scolded secretly, and continued to play with the two puppies.

Looking at the Doberman pinscher chasing behind him, he was very satisfied. Because of its pure blood, the price was naturally high. One male and one female, Andy named them Kuaiyin and the Witch. The puppies ran around him, and they were very close to him. Andy was also very happy. The witch who pounced on her calf. The puppies are all three months old and have strong bodies. They are very curious about the new environment. They will use their noses to sniff the leaves falling on the lawn, and they will use their paws to scratch the soil on the grass.

The flowers blooming in the flowers aroused the little guy's interest. He put his nose up to sniff, and sneezed while being stimulated by the pollen.

"Haha..." Andy couldn't help but be amused when he saw the funny scene of the two puppies. This made him feel that he was no longer alone for the first time in this time and space, even if it was just two dogs. This emotion was very subtle. Perhaps it was the bizarreness of traveling through this kind of thing, which made Andy always keep a little bit of vigilance in his subconscious. Troubled, the lack of that sense of security made him very distressed.

But since the company of two little Dobermans, he has never woken up in the middle of the night. The superposition of his soul has made his five senses too sharp, and any strange noises at night can make him unable to sleep. The company of the dog relieved his tense nerves a lot.

With the success step by step, he still has contact with strangers deep in his heart, especially on the night after the recording of "The Ellen Show", he could hardly sleep, his secrets were discovered in his sleep, and various forced confessions, All kinds of blood draws and slices made him feel terrified.

In fact, this is also a normal phenomenon. When you have a secret that decides life and death, no one can face it calmly. You can only bear it yourself, slowly increase your capacity to accommodate this nightmare, and then keep it in the deepest part of your memory. It is not until the moment of death that it is finally freed.