From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

A man stepped out of a black BMW—

Slender, straight black dress pants, closely and neatly wrapping around his figure, the draping fabric creating an illusion of infinite extension.

His upper body was paired with a white shirt, but not just any ordinary shirt. The scarlet heart on the left chest exploded and bloomed like fireworks, golden sunlight shimmering on the slowly flowing blood.

The hem of the shirt was neatly tucked into the pants, the fitted waist cinching his perfect proportions; the shirt buttons were meticulously fastened, and finally, a narrow pencil silk tie was added, restraining the unruly arrogance, instantly giving off a low-key, cool demeanor.

His lean figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist hinted at firm, well-proportioned muscles beneath the taut fabric. A contradictory quality, blending gloom and refinement, fragility and elegance, diffused like smoke in the air, making it impossible to look away.

Unexpectedly.

Never would she have imagined that a well-behaved shirt and trousers could exude such a unique aura; even more unexpectedly, such a simple combination could transform a man's image into a completely different and striking new form.

A touch of rock and roll, a touch of youth, a touch of individuality, a touch of flamboyance, a touch of restraint.

Different, indeed different.

Involuntarily, countless gazes converged on that face, that figure, and then fell into a brief shock and awe.

Ilene was stunned, completely frozen, her brain shutting down and ceasing to think.

The next second, a scream erupted beside her, unleashing an unbelievable wave of energy, like an atomic bomb detonating and instantly igniting the entire scene.

Ilene was almost knocked over, barely managing to grab Gloria's arm to steady herself. Her heart pounded uncontrollably, and she dazedly watched the scene before her, overwhelmed by the roaring screams, her focus involuntarily drawn to that slender figure.

"A revolution. A debut."

Never underestimate such a statement, because this sentence stirred up unbelievable shockwaves in the fashion circle, instantly gathering the attention of all fashion fields around the world, focusing on Anson.

Not only Anna Wintour, but Karl Lagerfeld, the legendary designer of Chanel, known as 'The Kaiser,' also noticed a small premiere of 'The Princess Diaries.' Although he did not make any relevant comments, he took two actions—

First, he had his assistant collect and print out all the photos of Anson at the premiere, layout them like design drawings, and, as if scrutinizing all the design drawings before the annual Fashion Week, placed them in his office for a long time.

Second, he made a phone call to Eddie Reisman, the design director of Dior.

This was already enough.

The two giants of the fashion world, simultaneously focusing on the same focal point, created an unbelievable effect even with the simplest of actions.

This time, it was more than just undercurrents.

The most direct phenomenon was:

The VIP seats at the Dior show during Paris Fashion Week in October became extremely sought-after overnight, even the regulars of the four major fashion weeks had to use their connections and means to ensure that they would not miss Dior's show this year, and had already begun to take action.

On the surface, this phenomenon was about Dior, but behind it, the essence was centered around Anson.

From 'GQ' to the Emmy Awards ceremony to 'The Princess Diaries' premiere, Anson successfully completed a three-level leap, dropping a bomb in the fashion field at the beginning of the twenty-first century, grandly opening the prelude to the innovation of men's fashion—

Before this, no one realized that men's clothing could be designed and matched in such a way to show such uniqueness, personality, and temperament.

From this moment on, it was a whole new world.

However, all of this is already history, now let's turn our attention back to the starting point of everything, 'The Princess Diaries' premiere.

The moment Anson appeared, Gloria's heart stopped beating.

Memories, all came back, those memories from the 'Friends' filming set.

More accurately, it was not just memories, but even more shock at this moment, to the extent that all the impressions in her cognition were overturned. Gloria never knew:

That there could be such an existence.

All along, Gloria's enthusiasm for handsome guys had only lasted for three minutes, or even more accurately, she not only liked handsome guys but also liked beautiful young ladies, simply appreciating beautiful things, a pursuit of beauty; but today, this scene brought a brand new shock.

All words and thoughts lost the ability to express, even forgetting to scream, just quietly watching, time losing meaning in that man's every move, the whole world freezing.

Cheers, screams, shouts, surging tides all lost their impact.

It wasn't until Ilene repeatedly tugged at Gloria's arm that Gloria was pulled back to reality, re-feeling the power of gravity, taking a deep breath, turning her head to look, and then seeing Ilene's cheeks flushed red with excitement, her nose tip beaded with sparkling sweat.

Along with this, Gloria's calm heart also rippled, gradually becoming excited and excited.

Uncontrollable excited whispers came from her ears.

"Who is that?"

"Oh, God, who is he?"

"Is he an actor? Is he also in 'The Princess Diaries'?"

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

"He's really, really… Ah ah ah!"

Whispers mixed in with the screams, unable to stop at all, jumping, cheering, trembling, expressing their excitement with their whole bodies.

Gloria, who had previously been out of place in the princess party, had now become the only one in the crowd who knew the truth.

"Wood. Anson Wood."

Gloria spoke.

The gazes around her gradually shifted over, Gloria's emotions could no longer be suppressed, every cell in her body was bathed in the golden sunlight, making a sound, joy and happiness flew to her eyebrows, her smile completely bloomed, and she turned to look at Ilene.

She could see the brightness in Ilene's eyes at a glance, joy and frenzy were flashing, and echoing Gloria's eyes, Gloria was encouraged, became more confident, looked around, and shouted loudly to the crowd, again and again.

"Anson Wood, he is Anson Wood, the male lead in this movie."