From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

The scene was a little crowded.

Originally, the flow of people moving along the middle of the aisle suddenly tilted to the side, overflowing and encroaching on Anson and Jack's space, compressing it and causing both of them to subconsciously step back.

But clearly, they weren't fast enough, and in the blink of an eye, the newcomers had taken over the main thoroughfare, and then Jack bumped into the corner of the wall.

“Ah…”

Jack didn't retreat in time and hastily grabbed the display stand with brochures next to the seat to barely steady himself, resulting in the stand wobbling and the brochures cascading down, scattering colorfully across the floor.

Jack was a little annoyed, "Oh, damn it."

Anson also took two steps back, confirmed that Jack was okay, and immediately turned to look, glaring, "You're not crabs, please watch where you're going, okay?"

In one glance, he saw Kate standing confidently in front.

Faced with Anson's anger, Kate didn't mind, tilted her head and glanced at Jack, "He's fine, isn't he?"

Jack waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm fine, I'm okay, don't worry about me."

Anson rolled his eyes, "Although an apology is useless, some people don't even know how to apologize."

Jack immediately understood Anson's complaint and almost burst out laughing, but he noticed the subtle atmosphere and held back his smile.

Anson looked at Kate's followers, "At least you can help clean up the mess, instead of standing there like Smiths."

Everyone: ???

Smiths, what Smiths?

This time, Jack couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

But seeing Anson squatting down to pick up the brochures, he quickly suppressed his smile and squatted down to help, looking up at Anson, lowering his voice, "'The Matrix', right?"

In 'The Matrix', the anti-virus programs that hunt down the savior Neo are the "Smiths", who have no bodies in the Matrix, only constantly borrowing other people's bodies, without souls or consciousness, all with the same face.

Thinking about it carefully, Jack had to admit that Anson's analogy was very vivid.

Anson laughed, "Looks like we both chose the red pill."

Jack was having a hard time holding back his laughter, but he still secretly gave Anson a thumbs up.

Seeing that Anson and Jack were completely ignoring her, Kate couldn't help but feel annoyed—

She had just noticed these two people; their height, build, and appearance were truly pleasing to the eye, easily overshadowing the other people around them, and more importantly, the man who was slightly taller and had a faint smile on his lips exuded a charming aura.

Even in Hollywood, it was rare to see.

She thought it would be good to make another friend, so she changed direction, but she didn't expect that these two people didn't take her seriously at all.

Kate flashed a smile, bent down, and waved between the two of them, "Hey, I'm here."

Anson was a little surprised, sincerely, "Why are you still here?"

Kate couldn't believe her ears, and her expression almost collapsed.

Someone next to her couldn't stand it, "How can you talk like that?"

"Humans talk, how, can't animals and computers recognize it?" Anson tidied up the brochures, stood up, and unhurriedly retorted.

The few figures who had clenched their fists, preparing to step forward, watched as Anson's movements slowly rose and quickly exceeded the horizontal line of their eyes, the pressure coming at them, and they couldn't help but freeze.

Just then, Kate stepped in to defuse the situation for the people behind her, and they went down the steps, uttering a fierce threat, "Mind your own business," but Kate completely ignored them.

Her gaze fell completely on the two people in front of her, looking at Jack and then at Anson, Kate finally looked at Anson, her eyes sparkling beautifully.

"Hey, I'm Kate, and you?"

Generously, Kate introduced herself, looking eagerly at Anson.

At this time, Jack also stood up.

In Jack's opinion, this was just a misunderstanding and a small matter, there was no need to be too serious, and it would be best to turn hostility into friendship, the smile on his lips rising.

But Anson didn't think so—

Of course, this was a small matter, a trivial matter, not worth mentioning at all.

The problem was that, despite it being a small matter, the other party had never expressed an apology, not even a word of sorry, and there was no friendly attitude at all.

Anson wanted to roll his eyes, so was this a bizarre version of "Meteor Garden"?

If Kate was Dao Ming Si, then who were he and Jack, Shan Cai?

So, how to respond?

Anson wasn't really eighteen years old, a hot-blooded, impulsive teenager, facing such a situation, there was no need to make a fuss but he couldn't pretend nothing was wrong, Anson thought there was a simpler way to deal with it.

"John Doe," Anson said, flashing a smile.

Then, looking at Jack, "This is my friend, Richard Roe."

John Doe, like "Zhang San Li Si" in Chinese, is used to refer to someone, or an unknown person.

It originated in England during the reign of Edward III with the "Ejectment Act," which fabricated two names in the discussion, one was John Doe, representing the landowner; the other was Richard Roe, representing the person leasing the land, who seized the leased land and drove John Doe away.

Later, these two names were widely used as fictitious characters in legal proceedings to assume the identity of the parties—

John Doe, specifically referring to the plaintiff; Richard Roe, specifically referring to the defendant.

Although the name originated in England, it is now widely used in North America, John Doe is commonly used to refer to an unknown person without proper identification, if it is an unknown woman it is Jane Doe, and if it is a baby or child it is Baby Doe.

Jack immediately realized Anson's strategy, and suddenly turned to look at Anson, his face full of astonishment and panic, it was clear that he was an honest child, not good at lying, completely unable to hide his expression.

Anson, however, was full of composure, that confident attitude revealed from the inside out, not only confident but also calm, very persuasive.

Kate didn't suspect anything, the smile on her lips blooming perfectly, "John, nice to meet you. Of course, and Richard."

Jack:…

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

Kate looked at Anson again, "So, are you both actors?"

Anson didn't answer, but asked, "Looks like you're already an actress, I hope I have the opportunity to see your wonderful performance on the big screen."

The smile on Kate's lips bloomed, completely in a triumphant manner, obviously, she was full of hope for Hollywood, believing that she had the whole world, even if not now, a bright future was already unfolding under her feet, "You won't have to wait too long, I just finished a job, you should be able to see it next year."

Kate nodded contentedly, gazing at Anson, her eyes full of appreciation, "I hope we can meet again next time."

After saying that, Kate didn't wait for Anson to respond, and had already started walking, the light steps naturally revealing a confident vitality, those "Smiths" also followed one by one.

This scene filled Anson's mind with the image of tadpoles looking for their mother.

Fourth update.