Chicago 1990

"Oh, dududu..."

Unfortunately, Xue Linfen had a very full schedule of activities today, running in the morning, going to the top slimming gym to lose weight, and auditioning. Only the babysitter accompanied Robb at home. The father and son sat in front of the train toy on the ground and played crazy all morning. Then the younger one fell asleep, and the older one leaned on the sofa and took a nap.

About three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ya dumbly heard Linda talking to Xue Linfen and Tim, so he opened his eyes, and secretly listened to them while they were not paying attention to their waking up.

Xue Linfen went to participate in the audition for the semi-documentary Elizabeth Taylor Biography Heroine today, and was rejected in seconds.

"Our relationship with MJ and Taylor is very delicate. They don't like the boss very much."

Linda persuaded her: "You should concentrate on preparing for the supporting role of the cat and mouse game, Miss Finn."

"They used to..."

Xue Linfen was surprised, "Didn't APLUS ask Elizabeth Taylor to help me in my selection during the audition for the Modern Stone Clan heroine?"

"I helped, but then you left without saying goodbye."

Linda responded unceremoniously: "Time is passing, and interpersonal relationships are constantly changing. After the MJ case, the boss did not agree to Elizabeth Taylor's unreserved support for MJ's request, so the friendship between the two parties will end."

"In the merger case of MJ’s ATV copyright library and Sony’s music copyright library, the boss joined Miss Kelly, and some other Sony Columbia Record singers who wanted to isolate their own music copyrights from that transaction. MJ is satisfied."

"The boss and Miss Kelly support Daniel within the management of Sony Columbia Records, while MJ and Celine Dion support Motura."

"The king of pop has been plagued by negative news in recent years, and the boss is the light of the African American who is emerging very quickly..."

Tim and Xue Linfen quietly listened to Linda's words, and they all fell silent, "It's a pity, Hollywood originally recognized that Xue Lin is the most suitable actress to play Elizabeth Taylor in youth." Tim sighed.

"If there is no Robb, it shouldn't be a problem for Miss Finn to play that role." Linda replied, "But now I don't regret taking the medicine, right?"

"Regret the medicine?" Song Ya interrupted Linda uncomfortably.

"I mean if the accident didn't happen..." Linda pointed to Robb's bedroom.

"Shut up Linda, don't describe my son in terms of'accident' or hypothetical tone such as the absence of him."

Song Ya severely warned.

"I'm sorry." Linda rolled her eyes at Xue Linfen and left the house.

Tim and Xue Linfen were awkwardly stuck in place, "What happened to Linda today?" Tim asked.

"Fxxkyou Tim, you, as Xuelin’s agent, should have at least some sense of the entertainment industry. I am already vaguely wrestling with MJ. At this delicate point in time, I also took Robb’s biological mother to MJ’s side. Looking for a job in your project?"

Song Ya knew why Linda was just angry.

"Uh... sorry, APLUS." Tim apologized in panic.

Song Ya waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, and Tim's ability was just like that. His lover Roy London was the one who had a good friendship. Unfortunately, Roy London passed away because of HIV, and Tim's energy in Hollywood plummeted.

"Are you going to sleep for a while?"

Xue Linfen went to the basket and took a thin blanket and threw it over.

"No." Song Ya put the blanket aside casually.

"Uh, let's talk, I'll go and say sorry to Linda." Tim found an excuse and left the house.

There are only two people left in the room now, maybe for an audition. Today, Xue Linfen wore a retro fashion with a fifties taste, with the iconic face of an old Hollywood era celebrity, very touching, "Tim I'm basically in semi-retired status now. I don't represent other girls anymore, and I only run errands for me occasionally, so..."

While explaining to Tim, she sat beside Song Ya, and poured the contents of Kun's bag on the coffee table in front of the sofa to organize.

"Have you smoked a cigarette?" Song Ya watched as she took out a set of exquisite silver cigarette cases and lighters from her bag.

"No, Elizabeth Taylor smokes for the audition performance props." She replied.

"Sorry, because I hindered your audition, Linda's attitude was a bit aggressive just now." Song Ya also apologized to her.

"It's okay, my fault, I'm always unwilling to play a supporting role."

Xue Linfen smiled bitterly, "Although the game of cat and mouse is a major production of 20 million you participated in, the biography of Elizabeth Taylor is just an autobiographical semi-documentary on NBC."

"I can understand your feelings." Song Ya said.

"Didididi..." A small digital watch in her bag rang, "Oh, my fitness time in the afternoon is up, wait for me? Soon, forty minutes."

"Okay, go ahead." Song Ya nodded.

She got up, lost a nice smile, and went to the small fitness room in the villa.

Only herself alone, Song Ya boringly picked up the personal belongings she poured out. There were many shopping receipts, all from the famous boutiques on Rodeo Drive next to Beverly Hills, lighters, cigarette cases. , Jewelry, etc., the ticketing time is all today, women, they are all the same, I have not counted the purchases.

There are also two scripts of lines that have been specially reduced to a small card sheet, one from Elizabeth Taylor and one from Cat and Mouse.

Both copies contain her very detailed remarks. Song Ya opened the cat and mouse game. Below the lines, she used a pencil to mark a lot of actions that cooperated with it, such as licking hair and glaring eyes.

I found the original cat and mouse game in my mind and recalled it. She felt that her understanding was biased. The actress in the original movie handled better actions. Of course, the unknown actress was not as beautiful as her, no, much uglier.

So he picked up a small line book and went to the small gym.

Xue Linfen has changed into fitness clothes, the kind of high-fork tight-fitting style, **** with a headband, is running **** the treadmill.

"The body sculpting effect is good. It seems that a good fitness coach is really useful?"

Song Ya has liked her body shape since she saw the love of the moon, and approached with a smile, holding the treadmill handle with her hand slightly, and looking at her face, the fat under her cheeks seemed to be less.

"Of course, I only eat a little bit every day, and I feel hungry and panic at night." She complained.

"Keep on persisting, victory is here."

Song Ya encouraged her, and then discussed with her about the performance, "Your understanding is wrong. According to the description in the original book and the script, the senior prostitute you want to play was a famous cover model before, and later became an event. The social flower "hunting" in a five-star hotel, when she seduce men or provide services, the price is very subtle. If she deliberately scratches her head and poses, she is not worth the price, right? Think about it, a thousand meters per night in the 1960s This is not something ordinary people can enjoy. She must have the means to make men willing to pay."

"I always feel that this character is you deliberately hinting at me, if I haven't read the original"

Xue Linfen, a literary and artistic young woman, thinks too much, "I didn't play a trick to make you willingly pay me so much money to support Little Robb."

"Don't be so sensitive, Xue Lin." Song Ya was helpless.

"But you recommended this character to me as soon as you saw it. That's how you feel subconsciously, right?" she asked.

"I said why did you audition for the biography of Elizabeth Taylor? You are also resisting this role subconsciously, right?" Song Ya fired back.

"Is it..."

She did not deny, "But I will audition, why don't you wait for you to help me play? Practice."

"Well, it's too early to audition, we have a lot of time." Song Ya nodded.

"No, you don't come often," she said.

Song Ya was speechless, and the atmosphere in the small fitness room suddenly became ambiguous. Waiting silently for her to get off the treadmill with sweat, the two directly began to play.

The legendary liar, Abagnell, is a very narcissistic person. He made up a story about being used by the hotel’s high-level prostitutes but he used his deceptive talent to turn back. The authenticity is doubtful. The general plot is that the prostitutes charge a thousand meters One night, he took out a forged cash check of 1,400 dollars and lied that he had only this, and then the'savvy' prostitute found 400 dollars in cash and slept with him one night...

"Hello."

Song Ya pretended to take out the key to open the door, and suddenly saw Xue Linfen standing at the door of the ‘next door’ and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"Hi..." Xue Linfen turned and looked at him with amorous feelings.

"Have you seen you somewhere before?"

Song Ya copied Xiao Lizi's performance from the original film, showing a reminiscence expression.

"Maybe," she replied. "A few years ago, I was on the cover of a seventeen-year-old magazine."

"Yes, you are a model, right? Cheryl, my classmates used to like to post your photos in the closet." Song Ya called out the female character's name.

"Is that silver Aston Martin sports car outside yours?" Xue Linfen used her facial expressions and body language to act out the potential motivation of the socialite to start testing her prey.

"Yes, one in my private collection."

Song Ya asked casually, "Can you sign me?"

At this time, the male protagonist was still unprepared, but as a legendary liar, he did not go through theoretical studies, but used immersive acting skills similar to acting skills without a teacher. He repeatedly brainwashed himself to become a rich boy, and then he was I believe it, so the response is very natural.

"Do you have a pen in your room?"

The social flower began to attack, and Xue Linfen twisted her body coquettishly and cast a wink.

"Yes, it's here. Your handling here is not right." Song Ya looked at her, her heart began to restless, but she calmly restrained and interrupted the scene, "You should..."

"Wait, you wait..."

Seeing him like this, Xue Linfen laughed for a while, "So you are going to tell me the drama now?" Then she turned her head back and learned how he was dancing the language barrier and facial paralysis acting skills in my life, "This... …such?"

"Don't underestimate me Xuelin, you don't understand my real acting skills, it's just because I usually use it in real life." Song Ya began to pretend.

"Well, what are your ideas?" Xue Linfen asked.

"So, are there gloves?"

Song Ya asked her to find silk gloves with evening clothes and put them on, "You use your mouth to gently bite the **** of the glove, and then..."

Xue Linfen has been in Hollywood for so many years, and she has some acting skills. She quickly understood what he meant. She bit her teeth and helped to'take off' the gloves. "Do you have a pen in your room?" At the same time, she used her eyes to charm the scene. Man.

How could this be carried? Song Ya stared at her blankly, breathing heavily, and forgot the words!

She didn't remind, but she added something more, covering the **** of the glove with her lips.

Big tree, big tree, big tree!

Song Ya was in a daze~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his brain was down, his heart was raging, and he was confused. Suddenly, he had a whim, why not do it? Isn't that sorry for the tree?

"APLUS, see you again, welcome to the AMA awards ceremony..."

Where the FBI Chicago office is located, Agent Carl Letterman and his female assistant are sitting in front of professional equipment and looking at the screen, "Wait, go back." He said suddenly.

The hostess helped him rewind, "APLUS, talk about Little Lori." asked the AMA outfield host.

Song Ya in the picture immediately showed a sad expression upon hearing this question, and covered her mouth with her hand. "I was shocked when I heard his news. The first reaction in my mind was that none of this is true..."

"Wait, freeze frame." Carl Letterman ordered. "Zoom in and look at the corner of his mouth."

The female assistant zoomed in on the screen.

"The corners of his mouth are upturned, right? He is smiling in his heart!" Karl Lightman snapped his fingers.