From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

A slip of paper, a piece of information.

These words were precisely the news reports from the British media back then, vehemently denouncing Waltz, expressing deep concern with heartache and righteous indignation.

The classical literature and musical scores that Jeff collected represented a noble tradition; but Anson, this outsider, stirred up the entire study like a hurricane, looking at the mess on the floor, he felt it would be very difficult for him to restore everything to its original state, so he left a note to explain.

This actress, who was always bold, always unrestrained, and always flamboyant, did not avoid his gaze, but instead sized Anson up and down, a smile flitting across her eyes, unmoved as she straightened her clothes, exuding a provocative posture from head to toe.

Awkward?

Impossible!

Angelina was not at all embarrassed or caught red-handed, even more upright than Anson.

This made Anson somewhat puzzled. Judging from the situation, the other protagonist of the affair, Billy Bob Thornton, had already left, so Angelina was so calm, which also meant that they didn't want their secret to be discovered by others—

Everything was hidden underground.

But the posture Angelina showed was not just aboveboard, but even a little provocative, as if she was afraid others wouldn't be able to decipher the secret, almost waving a flag and shouting for everyone to look.

So, did these two people want to keep it a secret, or did they want to make it public?

Or rather, did one want to keep it a secret and the other want to make it public, with the two people having different opinions?

However, Anson was not one to be trifled with, he had also seen many storms; and compared to the shocking actions of Angelina Jolie and Billy Bob Thornton later on, what the two of them did tonight was just a splash in the water.

The most widely known was that Angelina and Billy cut each other, filled a small bottle with blood, and wore it as a necklace pendant to attend public promotional events, expressing their desire to keep a part of each other in their bodies.

It was truly shocking.

And what circulated in a small circle was that they could start… "fighting" anytime, anywhere, and were even arrested for doing that thing in public, which made this couple, who were twenty years apart, a typical representative of Hollywood's indulgence and rebellion, a veritable negative example.

If you understand such a situation, looking at tonight, there is indeed nothing to be surprised about.

Slightly surprised, Anson's lips curled up slightly, and then he raised his hands and clapped twice silently and politely, offering applause to Angelina.

Like an audience member.

Since she had prepared a performance, then Anson would appreciate the show as an audience member.

Angelina did not expect Anson's reaction, her eyebrows raised, revealing a row of neat white teeth, like a vampire, and then, with a flamboyant orchid finger, she pinched her skirt and half-squatted down in the posture of an actress taking a curtain call.

Back and forth.

Anson and Angelina both turned around, back to back, one walking left and the other walking right, striding away in different directions of the corridor.

From beginning to end, there was no communication, but they left a deep impression on each other.

Turning a corner, Anson had already entered the backyard. Before he could take a step, someone blocked Anson's way.

"Wow."

A sigh, and then unable to control himself, he made a second sound again.

"Wow."

Before him was a completely unfamiliar face, but the gaze of shock and sizing up was not unfamiliar. Anson had encountered it more than once tonight—

Although the faces were different, the eyes were similar, they were all looking at Anson's… clothes.

Obviously, they should be fashion professionals.

Tonight, after the awards ceremony, Anson changed into another outfit to go to the party. Slightly different from the deliberately created low-key coolness of the Shrine Auditorium, this outfit in the evening was more prominent with a mysterious and lazy temperament.

Everything was part of building a brand image.

However, it was already past midnight, the party entered the second half, this outfit had long lost its original style and design, and Anson had returned to his usual appearance.

The jacket was casually held in his hand, the tie was loosened, the shirt was loosely tucked into his pants, and the sleeves were already rolled up to his elbows, exuding a midnight drowsiness and laziness, the smoky gray shirt paired with dark gray suit pants actually had an incredible threatening charm.

Of course, to others, Anson was a new face, a comet that had appeared out of nowhere, and any appearance was fresh, but Anson was not sure, and he did not know what the person in front of him was marveling at.

Without Anson needing to speak, the other party couldn't wait to ask.

"So, this outfit… is also Dior?"

Anson shrugged lightly, "Yes, the designer painstakingly created it."

—Complete nonsense.

But Anson's casual joke was taken seriously by the other party, with an expression as if their heart had almost stopped. Even when Anson turned to leave, the shock and praise still couldn't stop.

Anson: Full of question marks.

How he felt comfortable was how he dressed, how did it suddenly become a fashion indicator?

A casual joke also became evidence for professionals, one or two began to discuss the innovation of the "new design" with certainty, how did it spread in the blink of an eye?

For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish whether this was blatant flattery or a genuine admiration from the heart?

Anson didn't understand, but Eve quickly confirmed it—

Everything was real.

Everyone thought that an Emmy Award trophy was Anson's biggest gain of the night, but in fact, Anson becoming the new darling of fashion magazines was.

This was definitely something that was not expected before attending the Emmy Awards. He received at least a double-digit number of fashion reporters and fashion editor business cards, one or two of whom were very interested.

When they learned that the clothes Anson was wearing came from Dior, they were even more surprised, obviously they didn't notice that Dior actually had such a style series. For fashion people, this was a disaster, and one or two couldn't hide their panicked expressions.

Dior?

The Dior they knew? Dior, which had done nothing in men's fashion and was even considered decadent and useless? In the case that men's fashion was still stuck in the Stone Age with no context, no dawn, and no blueprint, the first to break through was actually Dior?

Really?

Moreover, Anson chose two sets of Dior in one night, but showed completely different temperaments in a short period of time, endowing the clothing with a soul, and immediately made Dior's lines, tailoring, and proportions different.

It was really hard to believe, how did Dior do it?

Or more accurately, how did Anson do it?

While the party was still going on, the discussion around Anson was bustling and endless. Following "GQ", Anson once again brought impact and shock with an amazing posture. Compared with the film and television industry, Anson's external advantages took the lead in triggering a storm in the fashion field.

So, what does this mean?

Fifth chapter.