King of Hollywood

"Then I'll take my leave, Aunt Martha." Adrian stood up and bowed politely.

"Really, you've only been here for a day," Auntie sighed but didn't say much, "Come and visit us often when you have time, Ed, Victor rarely comes home in recent years."

The only son of Anderson and Martha, Victor is 4 years older than Adrian. He started his own business after graduating from Yale University, and now has a medium-sized company. Although it is located in Boston, not far from New York, it is rare. Time to go home. As for the reason, it can be known from the fact that he would rather pick up his mother to live in the past than come back. With Anderson's old-fashioned and stubbornness, his relationship with his younger brother is not very good, not to mention that there is no hatred between father and son.

"I will, Auntie, I will also go see Victor when I have time." Adrian said implying, although it is a family, but some things cannot be changed by him, not to mention the key is...

"I hope that the next time I see you, you won't be like this." Anderson walked out of the back room, still in that unpleasant appearance, until he was stunned by his wife before he slowed down: "Work hard. , Ed, identified his goals."

"Thank you, Uncle Anderson, I understand." Adrian nodded and left the luxurious apartment of his uncles and aunts.

Aunt Martha was right, but Uncle Anderson was used to having absolute authority at home, so even nice words were harsh. Strolling the streets of Manhattan, Adrian thought so. He pulled his windbreaker. It was also September, and the temperature in New York was much lower than in Los Angeles.

That's it for the time being, come here regularly to talk about feelings, as for Victor... Anyway, they rarely see each other, just mention it when they meet, and in the end they can solve it on their own. Having made up his mind, Adrian began to wander around Manhattan. In the past life, I never even went out of the country, let alone New York. In this life, although I have been there before, it has all become a memory. Now, it is quite interesting to walk around Times Square and Fifth Avenue while confirming with the memory.

Unconsciously, Adrian came to the mouth of the Hudson River, and looking at the Statue of Liberty in the distance made him feel like a dream. Since he woke up in February, he has been busy, and although his life is very organized, he has hardly ever been so completely relaxed, probably because he has just completed his first step.

Adrian shook his head slightly, remembering that there was a bench not far behind him, and he was about to sit down a few steps back. Who knew that before the butt touched the chair, a scolding sounded: "Hey! Who told you to sit down."

The sudden sound startled Adrian, and when he turned his head to look, he found that a person was already sitting on the bench. It was a young girl who looked fifteen or sixteen years old. She wore a pink t-shirt with a light gray coat over it. She had soft blond hair, and the proportions of her facial features were quite delicate.

"Sorry, can I sit here?" Adrian said after glancing at the bags on the bench and some strange things. The girl in front of him wanted to refuse, and he added, "I don't think you're going to take up the entire chair, right?"

The girl looked at him with a mixture of vigilance and disgust, and then threw those things into the bag without saying a word. No matter how she acted, it seemed like she was venting. Finally, she hugged the bag in her arms and deliberately moved to the side. Moved.

Adrian shook his head with a laugh, and didn't speak again after sitting down, but although sitting here watching the scenery on the Hudson River was just right, it was somewhat boring because of what happened just now. After a few minutes of rest like this, Adrian decided to leave. Before getting up, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the girl on the other side, and was stunned after him.

The beautiful girl looked into the distance with a dejected face, clutching her bag with one hand and rubbing the other hand on her knees, looking unhappy as if she had lost something important.

"What's on your mind?" Adrian asked in a ghostly way.

The girl was slightly startled, turned around and looked at Adrian with a strange look, and then sarcastically said in a disgusting tone: "What does it have to do with you?"

"Well... well, sorry." Adrian spread his hands, he was indeed a little reckless, but when he was about to get up and leave, he heard the girl say something disdainfully: "What do you know!"

This girl... Adrian frowned and turned his head again: "You think I don't know what? Your pain, your frustration? God, everyone has their own pain and frustration, but everyone will Do you vent your dissatisfaction to the people around you who kindly remind them? Or do you have persecution paranoia and think that everyone you talk to has bad intentions for you?"

"You!" The girl's face immediately flushed red, perhaps because she had been suppressed for a long time, she suddenly shouted: "Do you know how long I have been working hard in this ghost place?! You know how easy it is to see the dawn but because of an accident What does it feel like to fall into the abyss?! I have been practicing ballet since I was a child. I have practiced for many years. I have been to Europe, Italy, and New York. I managed to get into that damn ballet company but I can't get on the stage anymore because of my knee injury! You! what do you know!"

The excitement made the girl's eyes turn red, and she immediately noticed this and turned her head to the side angrily.

"Speaking it out? This way you will feel more comfortable." Adrian smiled and waited a few seconds before saying, "Do you know what I was like two years ago?"

"Who cares what you looked like two years ago." The girl threw a somewhat angry remark.

Adrian laughed dumbly and sat there waiting without speaking. After a long while, the girl finally turned her head back and looked at Adrian with complicated eyes: "So, what were you like two years ago?"

"Um..." Adrian thought for a while, "It should be roughly described as a fool who has nothing to do all day."

The girl frowned and didn't speak, while Adrian's eyes turned to the Statue of Liberty in the distance: "At that time, I was fooling around outside all day, doing nothing and doing nothing, doing whatever I wanted, whatever I wanted to do. Just do what I do. In fact I've been like this since high school, and I'm still like this when my best friend has taken over his father's company after college. My parents have told me many times, but I never heard it until two Years ago...I can't hear their nagging anymore."

A long pause.

"I still continue to fool around. Although my parents changed their wills, they still left some of them for me, but the degree of fooling around is far greater than before. I will never go home unless I get drunk. Whether it's my godfather or my best friend who persuaded me, I I can't even listen, I feel like a piece of shit, I was born like this, maybe one day I'll die in the mix... But... I don't know what's going on, just today in February, I suddenly I just woke up, yes, I woke up suddenly, and I understood many, many things in that instant. I know I can do something, I know I'm definitely not a waste, I'm looking for my best friend, I Start planning step by step, I have my own goals, I already have my own company in only 7 months, although it is still small and weak, but I know I can definitely succeed! I know, I will definitely Standing at the top of this world, looking down at those who have ridiculed me, thinking that I am just a waste!"

Taking a long breath, a refreshing feeling after venting spread from his chest, and Adrian unconsciously expanded his chest. Then he looked at the girl, who was staring at her blankly at this moment, and asked after a while, "Are you too—are you venting?"

"That's right." Adrian shrugged, "I ask you, girl, do you do anything else besides ballet?"

"Um..." The girl thought for a while, "I've also... worked as a model for a few days, maybe I can go to drama..."

"Oh, hell, why do you have to circle around those? Don't you have any other choice?" My life is spent on eating, drinking and having fun, and I have no management experience at all, but I am still the boss of a small company, even if I still need help. You can’t go to school, are you stupid? Don’t you think you are smarter than others? Come on Well, you can get your role by practicing ballet hard, so why not do it in other fields? You can find a professional university, then be an assistant, a reporter, an analyst, etc., and then step by step Get out of your own sky! What matters is whether you dare, not whether you can!"

Although he waved his hand vigorously, the sonorous words stopped abruptly, and the girl who had already heard the gods was also shocked back to her senses. The two stopped talking, Adrian staring at the Hudson's long breath, and the girl staring at him.

After a long while, the girl finally spoke: "Frankly speaking, your speech is not bad."

"Thanks, how do you think I compare to Martin Luther King's famous 'I Have a Dream'?"

"Much better than 'I Have a Dream'."

"real?"

"Really, because you have a dream."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the girl was the first to burst out laughing, followed by Adrian, who also laughed, attracting the eyes of passers-by around.

"Thank you, sir, you are a good person." The girl stood up and let out a long breath, and said to Adrian with a blushing face, her eyes seemed sincere, "You will achieve your goals."

"You too." Adrian nodded with a smile.

"Goodbye." After waving her hand, the girl grabbed her hug and put it on her back, jumping to the distance.

It still looks cute. Adrian looked at the back of the girl who had gone away, and then he raised his eyebrows. What did she say just now? I am a good person? Why does this sentence sound strange?

He shook his head and then froze again, followed by a slap on the thigh: "Damn! Forgot to ask her name and phone number!"

(Well, aren't you very good, guess who this character will be?)