From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Damn it!

Reese Witherspoon realized that her movements had been exposed, and what was worse, the black-clothed man in front of her might have known it for a long time—

That seemingly polite greeting was completely a deliberate mockery of her clumsy stalking skills.

"Damn it!"

Reese ultimately couldn't control herself and cursed.

Taking a deep breath, Reese regained her senses, squinting her eyes as she sized up the black-clothed man in front of her, trying to find a way to reverse the current situation.

Reese regained her composure, "Everyone says Anson Wood is the perfect gentleman, but I never expected that Anson Wood would have such an evil side in private."

The black-clothed man in front of her was indeed Anson.

Anson's lips curled up slightly, but he didn't defend himself, "We all know that Hollywood rumors are not to be trusted, otherwise our images might all be a bit terrible."

Anson? A vase.

Reese? A Barbie.

In Hollywood rumors, the images of these two actors in front of them are not very good.

Reese immediately understood that Anson was complaining in this way, she slightly raised her chin, "When did you discover me?"

Anson didn't answer directly, "Does it matter?"

Reese looked slightly annoyed, "Of course.

Maybe it means you've been laughing at me all along, and I've made a fool of myself without realizing it, which is not a good thing."

Anson shrugged lightly, "Then there's even less need to delve into it, just treat it as if it just happened."

Reese immediately heard the hidden meaning, obviously it was definitely not "just now", she scoffed, "Is this sympathy for the weak, or gentlemanly etiquette?"

Anson smiled without saying a word, "Are you trying to shift the focus?

Turning this into my business; shouldn't the focus be on you stalking me?"

"So, I have a secret admirer?"

For the past week, Reese had been stalking Anson.

To be honest, Reese's stalking skills were so-so, and they were not enough in front of Anson, who had been baptized by paparazzi.

Anson had discovered it from the beginning.

But, why?

Anson was also baffled—

Without a doubt, it should be related to "Walk the Line", because Reese Witherspoon was the female lead that the two James had painstakingly persuaded.

Somewhat similar to Anson, Reese was also handpicked by Johnny Cash, mainly because Reese's sweet smile awakened the memory of June Carter when she was young.

Reese's joining was slightly later than Anson's, after all, this is Johnny Cash's biography, and building the crew still needs to revolve around the male lead.

Only after Anson officially finalized his joining did the two James officially start persuading Reese.

In real life, Reese is six years older than Anson, but this doesn't matter, because June Carter is also three years older than Johnny Cash, so it's a coincidence that a subtext is formed inside and outside the movie screen.

Unsurprisingly, Reese also hesitated slightly.

He was also curious about the direction of this matter and how it would end up in the end.

Until today, Reese still doesn't seem to have any signs of "drawing a conclusion".

The stalking full of loopholes awakens the memory of Mr.

Bean in Anson's mind—

Pretending not to see is also a difficult thing.

Anson's teasing made Reese laugh happily:

Secret admirer?

Reese shook her head, "No, you're not my type."

Anson thought about it seriously and nodded in agreement, "You like boys, not men, understandable."

Reese and Ryan Phillippe had already married four years ago.

The two golden couples fell in love at first sight at Reese's twenty-first birthday party, and quickly fell in love and quickly entered the marriage hall like a storm.

Moreover, the two couples were amazingly fast.

In just four years, Reese starred in "Legally Blonde", which made her a top-tier actress, and "Sweet Home Alabama", which established her new American sweetheart status; Ryan also starred in four movies, including "Gosford Park", and they also had a pair of children.

Before the age of thirty, the progress bar of life has quickly completed a series of tasks.

It is worth mentioning that Ryan Phillippe is a representative of Hollywood's typical baby-faced, creamy-skinned handsome guys.

Even at the age of forty, with a body full of muscles, that handsome baby face still has an indelible childishness—

Of course, this later became a shackle that limited Ryan's acting career.

He couldn't get other types of roles, which made Ryan particularly frustrated.

Anson is still Anson, hitting the nail on the head with one sentence.

Reese paused slightly, but didn't show any weakness, "So someone can't wait to get rid of the boy label at Cannes?

Proving that you can't only play middle school students?"

Counterattack, sharp.

Anson covered his chest and let out a wail, as if he had been hit in the heart, but his expression was not painful at all, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"So, which magazine did you read, 'Vogue'? Does Ryan mind you collecting that magazine?"

Reese never expected that Anson could actually counterattack like this!

Speech choked, "Are you always so narcissistic?"

Anson looked calm, "This is my only reliance.

If even I am not confident enough, Hollywood will devour me alive."

After a pause, "Just like Ryan."

A fatal blow!

When he was young, Ryan was also full of confidence and confident in his appearance; but after nearly ten years in Hollywood, Ryan is now almost thirty years old, but he is trapped in his own appearance shackles.

Slowly, Ryan began to waver and began to doubt himself.

What he once thought was a strength has now become a stumbling block hindering his career.

Obviously, Ryan is lost.

Reese was hit in the soft spot by Anson, her eyes were slightly flustered, but she still stood firm, "I thought you should be able to empathize and understand Ryan's thoughts."

Why should a vase make things difficult for another vase, right?

Anson spread his hands, "I should give this sentence to you too."

Reese's eyes flickered slightly.

Anson continued, "How about it, do you think I can handle the role of Johnny Cash?"

Reese didn't speak, fearing that she would accidentally reveal her true purpose.

Unfortunately, her silence is the best answer.

Anson, "Let me guess, you don't think I'm the best choice to play Johnny Cash, you don't believe I can complete the performance of this role, this is the biggest reason hindering you from starring in this movie."

"But I've already signed a contract with the crew, you have no choice, and you're unwilling to give up, so you're going to stalk me to see, what's going on with that vase, is there a little bit of potential to be tapped?"

"How is it?

Are you satisfied with what you saw?"

Responding to Anson was still a silence.

Reese slowly stood up straight, as if she was only now truly getting to know Anson for the first time—

That's right, before, she had only seen a superficial appearance.

She had been stalking all along, hoping to see the truth hidden beneath the surface.

Now, is it as she wished?

Obviously, Anson is more than just a vase.