Great Artist

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Evan Bell was standing on the street full of traffic, watching the traffic and the continuous flow of cars in the city, but he was a little dazed in his head. During this time, he has been closely monitoring the progress of the situation in Wenchuan, and his sleep is not very good. He always wanted to do something, only to find that his hands and feet were tied and there was little help to offer, which gave Evan Bell an unprecedented sense of frustration.

The traffic lights at the intersection have changed several times, but Evan Bell still stood there, wondering what he was thinking. In the sound of the car's engine, a bell rang from far and near. Evan Bell always thought it was someone else's mobile phone and never responded, but the sound rang for a long time, Evan Bell finally Awakened, he took out his phone from his pocket and saw the name flashing on it, but he didn't respond for a while.

Natalie Portman.

How long has it been since they took the initiative to contact each other, a year? two years? Or longer. I don't remember when it started, the two of them only met on special occasions to say a few words, but they no longer contacted each other on the phone. But even so, there are endless things to say before each meeting, and that kind of familiarity cannot be diluted by time and distance.

Evan Bell looked at the ringing phone in his hand, finally reacted, swiped the answer button, and put the phone to his ear. The familiar voice came from the phone, mixed in the noise of the noisy road, "What are you thinking? The phone has been ringing for so long and you don't answer? Could it be that you are creating music, you are creating music while walking on the road, this can Not a good habit."

Evan Bell's mind was still a little dull because of the situation in the past few days, he smiled, "No, just in a trance."

"The traffic lights have changed five times, and you are still standing at the intersection and unwilling to cross the road. This is serious." Natalie Portman's voice contained a hint of laziness, a familiar voice when the two were chatting before.

At this time, Evan Bell realized that Natalie Portman was not just calling herself, she seemed to know exactly where she was, which made Evan Bell look around involuntarily, "Where are you?"

"You can't look so bad, when did you become myopic? I don't know." Natalie Portman's voice brought a faint smile, and then Evan Bell saw it across the zebra crossing Natalie Portman, wearing a strawberry red T-shirt and jeans, casually raised her free left hand and waved it, even if it was a hello.

Evan Bell's heavy mouth couldn't help but bring a slight arc, "I'm sorry my mental state is a little bad, so I didn't find it."

Natalie Portman went out shopping today, but accidentally discovered Evan Bell. This is a long-awaited meeting between the two other than award ceremonies or film festivals, which was beyond Natalie Portman's expectations.

Because Evan Bell is usually in New York, and Natalie Portman's home is also in New York, but now they met on the streets of Los Angeles, it's been a long time. Originally Natalie Portman did not intend to say hello to Evan Bell, and it would be a good thing to pass by. But soon, Natalie Portman had to stop.

Evan Bell has been standing on the street like this, but he can't be said to be lost, just the stiff shoulder line, heavy footsteps, frowning brows, and the seemingly non-existent mockery at the corners of his mouth, but it can be seen that he is not in the state. And Evan Bell stood at the traffic light intersection for more than five minutes, watching the red light turn green, and the green light turned red again, but he never showed any signs of moving, Natalie Portman's pace He couldn't help but stay in place, just across a road, looking at the tall figure on the opposite side through the vehicles that were constantly passing in front of him.

Natalie Portman can't remember how long she hasn't looked at Evan Bell so quietly, or has never looked at Evan Bell so carefully. Looking at Evan Bell in front of her, unexpectedly, Natalie Portman's heart didn't have too many waves. She originally thought that her long-term method of writing letters finally worked, but soon, Natalie - Portman found that it was not that there were no more waves, but that he was no longer tangled. The faint joy and stability in his heart were unprecedentedly comfortable.

Natalie Portman knows that this is love, and this is love. "To really like someone is that he doesn't meet your standards at all, and you still like him so much." It took Natalie Portman two years to finally understand this. In these two years, she I also understand that in the battle between reason and emotion, emotion is always the winner. Because real liking is beyond the control of reason. When it is determined that liking is love, in fact, reason has already lost.

Natalie Portman let out a long sigh of relief, she doesn't know what to say, she doesn't know what to do, but she's pretty sure she doesn't want to break up between herself and Evan Bell balance now. It was just fine when the two met in Berlin in February, everything was fine. Like, you don't have to say it, do you?

So, Natalie Portman called Evan Bell, like a friend, a long-lost friend, and teased each other lazily and freely again. This way of talking has not been enjoyed for a long time, But it was still so familiar, which made her feel at ease in her heart.

"No wonder, I don't think you found the trash can beside you." Natalie Portman's voice was still faintly lazy, and even when she was teasing, she couldn't hear her tone. Light, just with the laziness of a little woman.

Evan Bell glanced to the left, and he was actually leaning on the side of a trash can. The smile on the corner of his mouth was gently outlined with a strong helplessness, but he still seemed weak. Natalie Portman seemed to sense the exhaustion in Evan Bell's tone. After waiting for a while, she didn't hear Evan Bell respond to her own ridicule. She knew that something must be wrong, even if she didn't look closely. to the details in Evan Bell's expression, but she was still sensitively aware of it.

"So, is it a work issue or a relationship issue?" Natalie Portman spoke so directly, cutting into the subject directly.

Evan Bell let out a sigh of relief, "There was a big earthquake in Sichuan, China, did you know?" There was a direct reply "Of course" on the other end of the phone, "I've always wanted to help with something, such as Participate in the rescue force, such as joining the volunteer team, hoping to go to the front line to provide my help."

"What can you do?" Natalie Portman immediately found the crux of the problem, and one sentence directly choked Evan Bell. In fact, Evan Bell originally wanted to say that he had participated in on-site rescues when he was nine--and could do a lot, but he couldn't say anything, because he had repeatedly hit a wall in the past few days and told Evan. Wen-Bell, he really can't provide much help, "The rescue force has professionals, and the volunteer team has a population of 1.3 billion in China. Do you think they will lack you alone?"

Natalie Portman's words ripped apart all of Evan Bell's protections, and all of Evan Bell's efforts in the past few days were in vain in an instant, which made Evan Bell Very angry, but he couldn't say anything because he knew Natalie Portman was right. There are very few people who can silence Evan Bell, and Natalie Portman is one of them.

"Evan, I know you want to help the disaster area, and I want to offer some help too, because in the face of natural disasters, there are no borders, whether it's for those who have disappeared or the survivors who are stubbornly longing to be saved. We should all offer them some help, even if it's just a prayer with fingers clasped together." Natalie Portman's voice fluctuated in and out of the car engine, but heard Evan- Bell's ears were very clear, "But have you ever thought that the help you can provide as an independent individual is limited, you can lift a stone and take care of a patient, but in the face of disasters, you are extremely insignificant. On the contrary. , what you can do as 'Evan Bell' is unimaginable. "

With a "boom", Natalie Portman's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Evan Bell's head hard.

"You can organize donations, you can call on non-governmental organizations to provide supplies to the disaster area, and you can use your appeal to gather more people's attention and let more people participate in disaster relief activities." Natalie Portman's voice It gradually became clear, and thunder after another sounded in Evan Bell's ears, "You are involved in disaster relief activities as an individual~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's just one more person; but as Evan- Bell was involved in the relief effort 'that's tens of thousands more people."

Father, like son. Evan Bell has forgotten after all. While he regrets his identity in this life, he completely ignores that his identity in this life can provide more help. As a world-renowned singer and actor, Jackie Chan, Jet Li and the help they can provide, Evan Bell can provide a larger and more powerful appeal, just like the Indian Ocean tsunami, whether it is fundraising or organizing commemorative activities, Evan Bell has a unique and special power. It is a pity that Evan Bell has always been eager to see the front line participate in rescue activities, but has forgotten his special abilities. Now, Natalie Portman pointed this out, and the fog in front of her eyes suddenly became clear.

Maybe Evan Bell has no way to help the disaster area in Chengdu, but the power he can provide as "Evan Bell" is inexhaustible.

Looking up, Evan Bell saw Natalie Portman across the street, she chuckled and said, "Fool." Then she hung up the phone, didn't say goodbye, just turned and walked forward, disappearing in a sea of ​​people. Evan Bell just stood there, watching Natalie Portman's disappearing back, the corners of his heavy mouth finally stretched out, revealing the first real smile in days.

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