King of Hollywood

"A story about a killer living in New York?" Luc Besson couldn't help showing curiosity.

"Well, let me think about it," Adrian tapped his head, "the plot is roughly like this..."

It took about ten minutes for him to tell the general plot. For some reason, coupled with his good eloquence, the narration can be described as eloquent and emotional. Whether it is Besson, Renault or Monica, they are all attracted by him. I'm afraid it will take longer to immerse in it.

"This story sounds very interesting." Besson rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully, the onion soup in front of him seemed to have suddenly lost its appeal. He glanced at Renault and asked again: "Why do you think Renault is suitable for acting?" What about the killer character?"

"Let's put it this way," Adrian said after thinking for a few seconds, "Although this killer is skilled, cautious, and taciturn, he is not a ruthless person. Remember the plot I told you just now? ? This killer named Leon came to the cinema alone, smiled and hummed while watching "Singin' in the Rain", he just closed himself up, and to some extent he was just a child in his heart."

Having said that, Adrian paused, and then looked at Renault with a smile: "I have been in a dilemma. Although I have a few candidates in my mind, I am not sure that they can show these two qualities well at the same time. Until just now I saw Jean. Although I don't like or agree with the tone of "Blue Sea and Blue Sky", I think Jean's performance in it is extraordinary, and the nostalgia, implicitness and affection are impressive. In addition, he Having played grimly violent and tactful characters in the past, I think he is perfectly qualified to be this conflicted killer."

"That's very well said," Besson clapped his hands gently, "I always thought that Jean was a very good actor, in fact, during the filming of that movie, for a long time, people thought that he was a good actor. It's the main character."

Then he looked at his old partner, smiled and squeezed his eyes: "What do you think, Jean?"

"I think...is this a bit too sudden?" Renault took off his glasses and said hesitantly. He is not a talkative person, otherwise Besson would not have finished talking.

"It was a bit sudden," Adrian did not deny, "However, although this idea jumped into my mind suddenly, I know that my judgment is not wrong. As a director, sometimes you have to trust your intuition .”

Renault, who was touching his chin, didn't immediately agree. He still hesitated. With Adrian's current fame in Hollywood, he is definitely a worthy partner. Besson obviously agrees, but...

"If you have doubts, I can get someone to hand over the script to you as soon as possible, and then you will have a more intuitive understanding." Adrian continued.

"No, no, Ed, I didn't mean that," Renault said hastily, "Actually, I have a movie appointment, a comedy movie, so I'm afraid I won't have more time for a while."

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I don't have any extra time now." Adrian laughed, "You all know that I have the nickname of a workaholic. Now that "Pulp Fiction" has been released, my new Movies are on the agenda again, so we won't start working on this movie until at least next year."

"A new movie coming soon? That's surprising," Besson interjected. "I didn't expect you to be so crazy about making movies. When I first heard it, I thought it was an exaggeration." Woolen cloth."

"It's just this year, and it will slow down a lot from next year." Adrian shrugged with a smile, and then looked at Renault again: "How about it, Jean? I can wait for you, I just want to get a promise, if I can It's not easy to find an actor who is very suitable for the movie, if it doesn't work next year, I can wait until the year after next."

"Hey, Ed, maybe..." Besson looked at him eagerly at this moment, "Can you consider letting me direct?"

"Don't even think about it, Luke." Adrian raised his eyebrows and refused bluntly, "The idea of ​​this script was conceived as early as the end of 1990, and it took me more than a year to make up the whole story, and then I haven't been able to find a suitable actor for a long time, and it's so easy to give up the right actor, how could I give it up?"

"Okay, okay, I'm just talking." Besson spread his hands and didn't insist.

"Of course, we will have opportunities to cooperate in the future. In my opinion, you are better than those art directors. Then Derian gave him another candy. Renault, who had been thinking about it, also made a decision at this time: "Okay, I think I have no reason to refuse, so, as long as you need it next year, I can participate at any time. "

"Thank you very much," Adrian immediately raised his glass, "Let's have a toast."

Although it is despicable to talk about the works belonging to the other party in front of others, but this kind of thing has been done more than once or twice. Adrian didn't take it to heart at all. The world is not fair. The big deal is to give Besson some compensation in the future up. Even if I don't meet them here today, Adrian will visit Jean Reno after the Cannes Film Festival, because "The Killer Is Not So Cold" has what he wants

"What are you thinking?" Monica, who was in front of the dressing table, shook her head and asked Adrian in the mirror. She had already taken off her coat and was only wearing a white shirt and black knee shorts. skirt.

"It's nothing, it's just something about the script that I talked to Luc in the restaurant before." Adrian, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, turned around and smiled.

"Aren't you thinking about your little girlfriend?" Although Monica's tone was full of ridicule, it was still obvious what taste she had.

"Why do you say that?" Adrian walked over with a smile, bent over and hugged Monica from behind, kissed her on the cheek and then slipped his hand in through the neckline.

"Whether you were on the way back or entered the room until now, you haven't said anything, and you've been thinking about it." Monica still stared at Adrian in the mirror, "Don't think I can't see it. "

"Well, I admit it," Adrian kneaded his hand gently, "but it's not Kate, but the favorite of the French."

"No wonder you were so disappointed when Luke said she didn't come." Monica suddenly pushed away Adrian's hand, stood up with a hand* and walked to the side and leaned on the small table. Is that obsessed?"

"I can't say, I'm just curious," Adrian shrugged. "After all, I have never talked face-to-face. I really want to know which one is more attractive, compared with my Italian stunner."

"Sorry, there is no 'your' stunner here." Monica hummed softly and stretched out her hand to brush her hair between her ears.

"It will only make you look more seductive, Monica." Adrian said with a half-smile.

Monica didn't speak, walked to the coffee table and poured herself a glass of water before she spoke again: "Although I don't spend much time with you, I have never heard you mention the script of the previous killer. I'm curious, did you prepare this story or did you make it up at the time?"

"Well, almost all of them." Adrian walked in front of her, took the glass of water she had drunk, and took a sip with his lips printed on it. "The idea has been in place for a long time, but the details It's pretty much made up, and I do think Jean-Reno is right for the killer role."

Although the answer had already been expected, the look of disbelief flashed across Monica's face.

"No wonder...they call you a genius director..." She sighed a little complicatedly, and then raised her eyebrows again, "Then, can you consider writing a script for me?"

"Don't worry, I've already prepared it." Adrian squeezed her chin, leaned over and sucked on her sexy thick lips, "I said, I will do what I promised you. "

Monica didn't speak any more, just stared at him, and there were some things they knew each other well.

"After finishing the promotion of "Pulp Fiction", take a good rest for two months, and then you can prepare for the romantic comedy I prepared for you." Adrian stroked her face while talking Blowing in the ear.

Taking a deep breath, Monica suddenly took two steps back, then turned around and swayed to the inner door, biting her lip and looking at Adrian provocatively, stretching out her hand to ease the short skirt. Slowly rolled up, and as the skirt moved up, the black silk suspenders were slowly revealed, I have to say that she is really good at seducing people.

Then, Monica stopped what she was doing, crossed her hands and stretched out on the inner door rail, her hips slightly tilted up and swayed rhythmically from side to side, and the scenery inside was also faintly visible.

Adrian sighed in his heart, and immediately stepped forward and stuck it on Monica's back.

"I have to admit, at least at this moment, you are irreplaceable." He kissed the back of her neck, moving his hands up and down to start the foreplay.

"You like it from behind..." Monica turned her head and said a word before her lips were pouted. The enthusiasm caused her to move up, down, left, and right under Adrian.

Adrian's hand began to slide down, lifted up the remaining skirt, and then pulled down the lace panties. Monica's breathing became rapid, especially when she touched the sensitive part behind, she couldn't help crying out.

"Never touched it before, have you?"

"Yes, it is……"

"Great... Now what you have to do is to relax... Yes, that's it, relax your body, nothing will happen. I have made full preparations, just relax your body as much as possible..."

"Oh, this is... so strange..."

"Listen to me, don't get nervous again just because you're stuck there, continue to relax...very good, well done, then, now..."

"what"