film world traveler

"Vivien Leigh? Are you interested in her?"

"She's very famous in Hollywood."

Johnny was a little curious when he saw him, "In 1940, she won the Oscar for Best Actress for "Gone with the Wind"."

"This is a good film. In addition to the Oscar for Best Actress, it also won 9 awards including Best Picture and Best Director."

"It was also from this film that everyone began to remember this cat-like woman. She had cat-like eyes, cat-like smile, and cat-like steps."

"Her unique charm has fascinated men all over the United States!"

Without Johnny's introduction, Chen Jun also knew about Vivien Leigh. After all, in reality, he was her casual fan.

Moreover, not only did Xuesui read "Gone with the Wind" many times, he also read it many times.

Johnny almost exclaimed in an aria-like manner, and Chen Jun smiled, "Then you didn't hunt her?"

"This is a bit unrealistic!" Johnny shrugged, "She has a high status in Hollywood, her family is not short of money, and there is no need to exchange resources."

"However, she divorced her director husband half a year ago, and the release of "Caesar and Cleopatra" failed miserably at the box office. It is regarded by many as a box office poison. Now that it is at rock bottom, you may not have a chance."

"Moreover, you have the young body that many people desire, you are active, strong, handsome, and rich. You are the object of countless hearts in Hollywood, and she is no exception."

"Forget it, I don't want to destroy the image of the white rose in my heart."

"William, you are really too restrained. You really don't look like the slutty boy I heard about before."

Johnny forced Chen Jun to walk over and casually took a glass of red wine from the waiter, "Ms. Vivien Leigh?"

"Johnny."

Vivien Leigh straightened her skirt slightly and stood up gracefully.

Rumor has it that Johnny was able to get a lot of film resources because she had a strong background behind her. Now that she is somewhat out of power, she doesn't want to offend anyone easily.

Chen Jun stood next to the table and chair, silently listening to the conversation between Johnny and Vivien Leigh, glancing over from the corner of his eye, and feeling some ripples in his heart.

Vivien Leigh was wearing a classical and gorgeous dress, with a delicate face, three-dimensional features, chestnut curly hair, big deep sea blue eyes and red lips. She was sitting on a dark purple luxurious sofa, and her behavior showed an otherworldly style.

She is thirty-two years old this year. This age is simply embarrassing in Hollywood, but time has blessed her beauty. The corners of her eyes do not seem to have left any traces. She is as pure as a young girl who has just entered the industry, but there is no trace of youthfulness in her body.

On the contrary, the temperament becomes more and more intoxicating.

"Oh, damn, you're so charming, I forgot about my brother."

Johnny suddenly slapped his head, looking annoyed, looking at the inexplicable smile on Vivien Leigh's lips, and introduced: "This is my brother, William Corleone."

Chen Jun, who had just taken a sip of wine, was suddenly pulled over by Johnny.

"Cough cough cough!!!"

The liqueur almost entered his nasal cavity. Chen Jun choked a few times and coughed a little loudly.

On this occasion, this undisguised behavior seemed rude and rude. Some public relations staff frowned and followed the sound. When they saw Johnny, they instantly turned their heads and pretended not to see him.

Vivien Leigh looked at the handsome young man in front of her. As early as when she was talking to Johnny, she noticed a gaze secretly watching her.

Her eyes are very strange, and she doesn't have many men's desires. As a top actress, she can distinguish them clearly.

And he didn't restrain his reaction, which proved that he had the confidence to deal with it, coming from Johnny?

"He is the controller of the Daily Headlines newspaper, and he has recently planned to develop into the film industry."

As an actress, Vivien Leigh had the habit of reading newspapers to obtain information. When she heard "Daily Headlines", she was slightly startled and couldn't help but take another look at this young man.

She naturally knew that the newspaper war was full of gunfire not long ago, but she did not expect that the newspaper she liked was written by such a person in front of her.

Taking control of a newspaper at such a young age obviously has a complicated background.

"She lacks resources now. You can see her interest in you, so take advantage of it." Johnny whispered a few words in his ear, then said with a sudden smile, "He wants to learn some knowledge about film production. You can chat alone.

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Johnny apologized and left, leaving the two of them staring at each other.

"Want to have a dance?"

Vivien Leigh showed a slight smile, and her slender white fingers took the initiative to reach into the air.

The image of the white rose in his heart was instantly shattered, and Chen Jun couldn't help but sigh.

Even the goddess in the dream has to succumb to the powerful capital.

Hollywood is a vanity fair, and no one can escape it.

"Is that okay? My dancing skills are not very good."

"I can teach you." Vivien Leigh said softly.

"Thanks."

He took that hand and led her into the ballroom, looking at the stars in the night sky through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

When the soothing and melodious music came from the record player, Vivien Leigh put her hands on his shoulders, "You can try to hug me, like them."

He obeyed and did as he was told, but Chen Jun really didn't know how to ballroom dance and caused a lot of embarrassment.

Vivien Leigh seemed to be very patient with him. It wasn't until the third dance that the two of them were in sync with each other and danced beautifully.

"Your learning ability is very good. You may catch up with me next time."

After dancing, the two ate some food, and Vivien Leigh said she had something to leave.

He looked at her leaving figure and felt inexplicable emotion. Her charm was truly unparalleled, and of course she was also wary of him.

Johnny ran over and asked him about the results, and he said bluntly that when he heard the results, Johnny was very angry and Chen Jun did not seize the opportunity.

"Are you really learning about movies?"

Chen Jun didn't take it seriously and spent a few days observing the production bases of major Hollywood film companies, but one day he accidentally met Vivien Leigh again.

"Why are you here?" Vivien Leigh asked in surprise.

"I came to see you and take a look at the production processes of some film companies." He reversed the words.

Vivien Leigh understood the meaning, covered her mouth and chuckled: "How about having dinner together?"

At the first dinner, we exchanged home numbers and addresses.

The second time we met was in Chen Jun's company. She was wearing sunglasses, a hat, and a complete set of clothes, so that no one could tell that she was a world-famous star.

When leaving, he showed his face just right, causing the company to stir up gossip.

Chen Jun naturally knew that Vivien Leigh was hunting him, and he could take further steps to go beyond the limits.

But he was not in the mood, he was very irritable, and he felt that a stormy crisis was gradually approaching.

Chen Jun called the Corleone family many times, but the godfather avoided talking to him at first, and then directly reprimanded him not to interfere!

At this time, Vivien Leigh sent another invitation.

In an elegant restaurant, with beautiful music playing, Feliwen was depressed and confided to him some injustices in the film industry.

"It doesn't matter. Everyone is at a low point. I believe in your strength. In my heart, there are few actresses who can catch up with your style."

Chen Jun calmly comforted him, saying this was his sincere words.

Vivien Leigh nodded, feeling a little warm in her heart. During these days of communication, she felt that the other party was as unpredictable as the answer to a riddle.

Just as she was opening her mouth, there was suddenly a loud bang outside the door.

Johnny's eyes were wide and white, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he clutched a newspaper in his hand:

"The Godfather has been assassinated!"