From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Mia was lonely and helpless. She tried hard to find those deep blue eyes that silently watched and quietly supported her in the crowd. However, she found nothing, which made her shoulders and arms stiffen slightly.

Until—

Slightly stunned, a bitter and joyful light mixed in Mia's eyes. She just stood there blankly. The camera followed her gaze.

It was Lily, and Lily's dance partner, the red-haired Jeremiah.

Lily's eyes were also full of question marks. She exchanged glances with Jeremiah, looking at Mia with confusion, and then realized that Mia's eyes were not looking at them, but towards the back. The two people turned their heads to look in bewilderment.

Whoosh.

The crowd parted like the Red Sea, clearing a straight passage. Following the lights and gazes towards the entrance of the banquet hall, everyone held their breath.

The camera, from bottom to top.

Long and straight legs, wearing a stiff and well-fitting black suit. The silk waistband outlined the lines of broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The elegance and nobility of the three-piece suit made the tall and straight figure burst out with a heroic and unrestrained air.

Refined. Handsome. Dashing. Gentle.

The long bangs were all combed into a side parting, completely revealing the facial features. The sharply defined lines and clear, deep eyes firmly grabbed the line of sight. Time lightly fell between the eyebrows, briefly pausing.

Stunning, entrance.

Inside the big screen, the whole audience gasped.

Outside the big screen, the whole audience was in shock.

Gloria's brain completely crashed, her eyes full of amazement, instantly filling her entire chest. Her body began to become lighter and lighter, silently floating into the air. The splendor of the world bloomed like colorful fireworks above her eardrums.

That was Michael.

So, this was the "Pretty Woman" moment that belonged to "The Princess Diaries".

Previously, the audience was still curious:

Gary Marshall, who created the classic "Pretty Woman" transformation moment, why didn't he replicate such a classic moment in "The Princess Diaries"? Could it be that he didn't want to repeat himself?

Now, the answer is out.

He strode forward with long legs, his steps and movements slightly stiff. It could be seen that he was not used to this kind of look. His expression was also slightly shy and restrained. The unintentional naivety that was revealed made people smile knowingly.

At that moment, the spotlights of the whole world focused on Michael.

One step, and another step.

Michael entered the dance floor and stood in front of Mia. His hands were in front of him, but he felt it was not appropriate, so he put them behind him, but then he felt it was impolite, so finally his hands hung down on his sides, stiffly sticking to the seams of his pants.

It was this small action that melted the girls in the entire screening room. They held their hearts in their hands, and let out uncontrollable sighs of happiness, as if they were marshmallows melting in hot chocolate.

Finally, Michael finally found a good posture, stood still, and looked at Mia again—

A smile, gently rising.

At this moment, fireworks bloomed, and the whole world lit up. Gloria felt her heart completely stop beating.

Not just Gloria.

Mia was also stunned, staring at Michael's smile, slightly taken aback, and then the smile on the corner of her mouth bloomed perfectly. The stars and sea in her eyes instantly brightened.

Mia looked at Michael and said silently with her mouth.

"Bow."

Mia lifted her skirt and curtsied, while Michael put one hand behind his back and bowed.

Then.

With one step forward, Michael extended his right hand to Mia with an invitation, and the two danced gracefully in the dance floor, spinning to the steps of the waltz.

The camera only revolved around Michael and Mia, but the rotation speed was slightly faster, so the smiling faces of the two young people could be seen in turn in the camera, from Michael to Mia, and then from Mia to Michael. The whole world was spinning, and the entire screening room was mesmerized.

Spinning, jumping.

Not only could you see the smiles, but you could also see the eyes. Thousands of stars were sprinkled in the eyes, brightly and brilliantly blooming with light.

In a trance, they were so intoxicated.

Gradually, gradually, the smile solidified on the corner of the mouth, the eyes fell into each other's eyes, the line of sight was fixed, and slowly fell into that piece of depth.

Michael stopped, deeply staring at Mia, tightly holding Mia's right hand. With a turn, he pulled Mia away from the dance floor and away from the scene; Mia threw herself over with joy, leaving only the white skirt tail stirring up layers of air waves, causing the eyes of those who were dancing in the dance floor to gather.

The Queen was currently dancing with the Head of Security, Joe.

They also noticed the figures of the two at the first time. Joe showed a gratified smile, "They have the same idea as me, but now it seems that the garden has been occupied."

The camera turns.

Michael led Mia to the garden and stood next to a small fountain. Away from the crowd, Michael became shy and restrained instead.

He shifted his gaze and couldn't help but look up at the stars in the sky, but he couldn't help but look at Mia again immediately.

"Why me?" Michael asked.

In those deep blue eyes, there was some nervousness, some hesitation, some excitement, and some joy, like moonlight sprinkled on the Caribbean Sea.

Mia also took a deep breath, two blushes flew on her cheeks, but she still looked at Michael, "Because you can see me even when I'm still transparent."

After a pause, Mia returned to her usual carefree appearance, "Just because I am a royal doesn't mean I am any different. Please, I am still the original me. Yes, I need to live in Genovia, but I will still go to school…"

Blah blah blah.

However, Michael couldn't help it anymore.

He leaned forward and gently cupped Mia's face to seal her lips with a kiss. The two naive young people were slightly shy and restrained, but you could see the smiles on the corners of their mouths gently rising.

The entire screening room melted.

Mia was completely immersed in it, so much so that her left foot couldn't help but lean back slightly, just kicking the operating switch of the garden—

The fountain, slowly spraying.

The colored lights, gradually lit up.

Stars, twinkling and dazzling. In a blink of an eye, the entire garden was like daylight, and all the stars in the sky were sprinkled down. The two young people were wrapped in a halo of light, fascinated, until they began to lack oxygen, and then they reluctantly separated.

However, forehead against forehead, eyes entwined with eyes, Michael still held Mia's cheeks in both hands, carefully feeling the entanglement of hot breaths. His chest heaved violently, and the wonderful taste made the corners of the two young people's mouths rise, and their cheeks were slightly hot, but they still couldn't help it.

So, they approached again and continued to explore.

Music, sounded.

Michael and Mia returned to the ball and stood in the center of the crowded crowd, dancing gracefully.

Suddenly, Michael and Mia danced a mechanical dance like puppets, somewhat clumsy, somewhat stiff, and somewhat strange; but unexpectedly, the surrounding people all squatted down, leaving only the two of them standing in the center of the crowd and continuing to dance, which made the entire screening room surge with cheerful laughter.

"Dear diary,

Today is the day I officially became the Princess of Genovia. In a few hours, we will land in Genovia. Before officially fulfilling my royal duties, I need to meet with Congress and the people.

Mom, of course, moved to Genovia with me to continue painting… but without balloons. Lily and Michael will spend the summer in our palace… can you imagine? A palace!

They even brought my Mustang. I'll be able to drive legally in two weeks. Grandma is very happy to go home, and Joseph is guarding by her side as always. Everyone is a little nervous about the coronation, including me, everyone—except for Fat Louis, he has adapted to royal life very well, I guess he always has."

Outside the airplane window, an antique castle appeared in front of you—

Welcome to Genovia.