From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

While complaining, they continued forward, not at all like strangers who had just met today, but with a tacit understanding of old friends reuniting, laughter ringing out constantly.

And then.

The hotel lobby slowly unfolded before them like a retro painting, an entire glass wall allowing the San Francisco sunlight to pour down unhindered, dark brown wooden floors, light brown and natural wood furniture, crisscrossing and arranged in front of the beige walls, the gently flowing light making the entire space appear natural and vast.

Anson's first reaction was:

The composition is really good.

Not only suitable for taking pictures, but also suitable for painting.

Among Anson's series of non-serious, three-minute-hot hobbies, the one he persisted with the longest should be painting, which was a way for him to relieve stress, and painting could help when he was sleepless in the middle of the night.

He didn't like portraits, and of course, he wasn't good at them, because he wasn't good at capturing the charm and temperament of people, which he thought was a very difficult thing; he liked architecture, not scenery but architecture, those crisscrossing lines were like musical notes, with a kind of rhythm.

Between lines and lines, either parallel or intersecting, a world is constructed.

However, it has nothing to do with architectural design, it is just purely depicting architecture.

Capturing the core soul of a building from the structure of those lines, and then coloring it according to his own imagination, giving the building different vitality, watercolor, oil painting, ink painting, pencil, different materials have different feelings.

Just like the lobby in front of him.

Hidden within the coldness and emptiness were some mischievous elements, fresh and flamboyant, the interwoven crowds coming and going resonated and echoed with the architectural space invisibly, seeming to capture the melody created by the collision of air currents and light.

Anson had an idea.

So he called out to the doorman, "Is there a place here with an open view?"

The doorman was slightly stunned, not understanding, and reacted after half a beat, "Of course. The top floor. There you can see the Bay Area, Fisherman's Wharf, the Golden Gate Bridge, and Alcatraz, the entire ocean unfolding before your eyes."

Sure enough, it was the same as Anson thought.

He felt that this place was suitable for filming "The Princess Diaries".

Although due to the urban space and street planning, the resort had a limited area and was surrounded by buildings of varying heights, the reality was not so, the architecture tenaciously displayed its vitality in the crowded and narrow space, and leisurely enjoyed itself, like an old man with a pipe stuck in a hammock humming jazz.

The whole atmosphere was particularly bright, and the crew should be very relaxed working here.

Annie was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Anson smiled, thinking that perhaps during the filming breaks, he could draw this building, picking up the hobbies he used to discard at will, this time life might be slightly different, but he didn't explain in words, "Just curious about the view."

Anson looked at Annie, "Guess, can our room see the ocean?"

Annie didn't speak either, but raised her right hand, folding her middle finger onto her index finger, this was a gesture of prayer, coupled with that eager smile, the answer was self-evident.

Before Anson could continue to speak, the noise in the hotel lobby vaguely surged up.

Following the sound, Annie couldn't help but widen her eyes and exclaim in a low voice, "That's Mandy!"

Anson blinked, "Who?"

Annie didn't notice the teasing in Anson's words, but was immersed in joy, "Mandy Moore, don't tell me you don't know her. So, she's here, could it be for a concert?"

Anson rubbed his forehead, but didn't show it on his face, "Maybe she's also from our crew."

Annie widened her eyes and looked at Anson, filled with astonishment, "No way?"

Obviously couldn't believe it.

Anson nodded lightly, "Don't you know yet? Julie Andrews has also joined our crew."

"Huh!" Annie widened her eyes and opened her mouth, completely unable to hide her astonishment, as if her whole person had pressed the pause button, and then blurted out a sentence, "Shut up!"

Not really telling Anson to shut up, but meaning she was too shocked to believe it.

The corners of Anson's mouth completely turned up, and then he restrained them slightly, "Yes, really, Julia Roberts has also agreed to cameo in a role."

Annie: "O".

Her mouth was completely round, making a silent scream: Ah!

Anson was serious, "Richard Gere seems to be in discussions as well, but I'm not sure, so I won't have too high expectations."

Annie's heart suddenly fell from the clouds to the ground, completely unable to hide her disappointment, "All of them?"

Anson cleared his throat, "Julia and Richard, those are all fake; but, Julie Andrews and Mandy Moore are real."

Annie didn't dare to believe it easily, staring at Anson.

Anson nodded again to affirm, "Really!"

Despite not having Julia Roberts and Richard Gere, despite being pranked by Anson, Annie didn't mind, not at all, silently shouting, using all her body movements to express her excitement, clenching her fists and jumping in place, she was still a child after all.

— This, is the real eighteen years old.

Unbelievable.

Unbelievable!

Annie's smile fully bloomed, "We're actually going to make a movie with Julie Andrews, ah ah ah, so happy!" While saying this, she bumped Anson hard with her shoulder, showing a row of neat white teeth, retaliating fiercely in practice, "Although you were just talking nonsense, that's Julie Andrews!"

"I would love to work with Julia Roberts, but there will be opportunities in the future."

"Yeah, there will be opportunities."

"But, right now it's Julie Andrews."

Originally, Anson wasn't particularly excited, just generally excited.

It was the same last time filming "Friends", a little excited, a little expectant, but after experiencing the baptism of Chris Evans, James Franco and others before filming, his mood gradually calmed down, not particularly excited.

But now, because of Annie, Anson also became excited—

Indeed, Julie Andrews, that was a movie superstar watched countless times in childhood, whether it was "Mary Poppins" or "The Sound of Music", she was like a magician, making everything simple, that represented all his childhood fantasies about magic and love.

And now, they were about to work with this superstar.

Who could refuse?

Looking at Annie, who was eager to try, Anson couldn't help but look forward to it, and then thought, "The Princess Diaries" didn't just produce one superstar.

Not to mention anything else, Annie in front of him was one.

Anson still remembered the little assistant who completed her self-transformation in "The Devil Wears Prada", and also remembered the sexy and wild Catwoman in "The Dark Knight Rises", and remembered the woman who was crazy for love in "One Day", that actress who showed her charm in different movies, was now standing in front of him, the barrier between movies and life, fantasy and reality was thus broken.

Until now, unprecedentedly, a sense of reality hit Anson hard:

He, was about to step into the world of a movie.