Made in Hollywood

As soon as he entered the bar, Duke noticed the woman sitting diagonally opposite alone. She had a pair of clear and melancholy brown-green charming eyes, and her long curly dark brown hair was scattered over her shoulders with a V-shaped gray sweater. The face of the ultimate delicate symbol and the slender and sexy body are extremely eye-catching even when sitting.

Although she only had light makeup on her face, which was somewhat different from the image on the screen, and was not even as famous as a second-rate Hollywood actress in North America, Duke recognized it at a glance. After all, the "Braveheart" crew stayed in The hotel is also near the bar.

"Is it her?" Zach Snyder asked suddenly.

"Are you interested?" Duke raised an eyebrow at his assistant director, "I always thought you liked men."

Zach Snyder nearly spit out a sip of wine and said with wide eyes, "Duke, you're slandering!"

He turned his head and glanced over there again, twisting his head back with difficulty, "Why is this a movie without important female characters?"

In fact, Duke knows that the members of his team are not fuel-efficient lamps. In the context of their power and not touching his bottom line, they also seek opportunities for some women to show their faces in movies, but the whole environment is In this way, if you want others to work hard for you without benefiting from it, let alone the reality of Hollywood, there is not much in the world's business circles. As long as it is maintained within a moderate range, he will not interfere.

"Are you interested in that woman?"

Sofia Coppola, who came back from the bathroom, sat next to Duke. Zach Snyder took a sip from the glass and said, "I don't think many men would be interested in Sophie Marceau!"

"You can give it a try," Sophia urged him. "I've been in France for a while, and I've heard that she, like most French women, has always been romantic and bold."

"Zach, you're late, someone passed by." Sophia gestured to Duke and the two with her eyes, "It's still an acquaintance."

Although the man in the past had gray hair and a bright forehead, his strong body and well-trimmed beard looked very attractive. He was definitely the most handsome in his 60s and 70s. old man.

Seeing Sean Connery, Duke's eyes flashed sharply, and he returned to normal. Although there was no evidence to show anything, it had nothing to do with him at the time when the film critics reacted so strongly to "Independence Day".

"Zach, aren't you coming?" Duke asked.

"Compared to Sean Connery, my charm..." Zach Snyder shrugged, "It's your turn, Duke, don't let our enemies take the beauty away."

"You two are boring enough." Sophia sarcastically.

"Don't you think this is a good way to relax?"

Leaving a sentence, Duke stood up and walked diagonally opposite without hesitation, but what he didn't expect was that after Sean Connery sat down over there, Sophie Marceau's expression was a little excited. , seems to be very unwelcome to him.

"Sorry, Mr. Connery, I want to be alone for a while."

When he was about to approach, Duke heard the voice of the two talking.

"Sophie, I just want to exchange your views on the character with you."

"It's off-duty time, and our roles don't seem to intersect..."

"Don't do this, Sophie, haven't you always wanted to get into Hollywood? I can help you!"

Sophie Marceau saw Duke approaching at this time, with a question on her face, Sean Connery, who had his back to Duke, was still talking nonstop...

Duke gave Sophie Marceau a friendly smile, went around and pulled out a chair and sat directly next to her.

"Honey, you're so charming, I just went to the bathroom..."

His eyes were all on Sophie Marceau, and he didn't even look at Sean Connery, who was suddenly stunned, "Do you need me to drive him away?"

Sophie Marceau looked at Duke with a friendly face, and then at Sean Connery with a hostile face on the opposite side. He didn't say anything, but laughed instead.

"Duke Rosenberg!" Sean Connery's words came out of his teeth.

"Hi Sean, long time no see."

Probably because he has often exchanged roles with Tom Hanks in the past few days, Duke felt that his acting skills seemed to have improved a lot, and his expression remained unchanged, "I didn't expect you to get out of the whirlpool of public opinion so quickly, which is really pleasing. "

There was no irony in his words, but Sean Connery's face became even more ugly. "Everyone has bad luck, and most people in Hollywood like to see those arrogant guys do bad luck."

"That's true." Duke gave a look of approval. "The way Fox TV drove the TV truck to your door at that time was too much!"

Sean Connery's hand on the table slowly clenched, and the back of the dry hand protruded with blue veins...

Turning his head, Duke looked at Sean Connery, his eyes gradually turned cold, the other party created some old heroes on the screen, shouldn't he be so confused that he thought it was the same in reality?

Despite his impulsive personality, Sean Connery was not confused. He glanced at Sophie Marceau, who was facing him, and stood up, turned and walked away.

"Will it cause you trouble in the crew?"

From the tone and expression alone, Duke really cares about the French beauties around him, "He still has some influence."

"It doesn't matter." Sophie Marceau shook her head, obviously not caring much about Sean Connery.

The current Sean Connery, after all, is not the Sean Connery of a few years ago, and his status in the crew may not be comparable to that of the heroine.

"Get to know me again." Duke held out his hand. "Duke Rosenberg, you can call me Duke."

The other party shook his hand lightly, "Sophie Marceau."

Seeing the two people drinking and chatting diagonally across from each other, Zach Snyder sighed, picked up the glass and drank the wine inside, and shook his head helplessly.

"They get used to it really fast."

"Isn't he always like this?" Sophia looked back and sipped the cocktail slowly, "He is very good at using his own advantages."

"That's true," Zach Snyder agreed. "A successful director has the money to attract any actress."

Sophia added, "Especially a successful director like him with a good skin."

"It seems that I have to work hard." Zach? Snyder seems to be very emotional.

"Let's go back to the hotel." Sofia Coppola took the handbag and stood up. "There should be no need to wait for Duke."

On the other hand, Duke and Sophie Marceau seemed to have a very pleasant chat, but in fact, apart from movies, they couldn't find anything in common. Even when it came to movies, their ideas were very different.

For Sophie Marceau, Duke's deepest impression is that of a typical French woman, bold and bold, daring to take off and reveal.

Of course, if it doesn't take off, it's not European movies and European movie stars.

"Although the agent advised me to take the role of the French princess." Sophie Marceau drank nearly one-third of the whisky in the glass, "but I didn't want to take it at the beginning."

"Because it's a vase character?" Duke asked tentatively.

"It's on the one hand, and on the other hand, it's because of my family!"

Hearing her words, Duke was a little surprised and blinked, "Family?"

"You don't know?" Sophie Marceau narrowed her eyes and showed an inexplicable smile, "I have a husband and I am married."

"It's the first time I've heard that you're married."

Although I have seen this bold personality and rich love history on the Internet, Duke really didn't know that she got married so early, "Your husband must be a man who is envious and jealous all over Europe."

Sophie Marceau looked over here, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

Duke explained with a smile, "Isn't it enviable that a man can marry Sophie Marceau?"

Although this kind of compliment has no technical content, Sophie Marceau still laughed, but there was a hint of sadness in the smile, "Some people don't see it that way."

She picked up the glass and drank the remaining whiskey in one gulp. With a surging spirit, she added, "Marriage is sometimes not as happy as it seems."

"I absolutely agree with that!"

Beckoning and asking the waiter to bring two glasses of wine, Duke handed Sophie Marceau a glass and touched her, "So I haven't thought about stepping into the cage of marriage until now."

He used to be a bachelor with no worries. In the first few years of coming to North America, he saw his mother's failed marriage, and he entered a circle with the highest divorce rate in the world. It was really difficult to have any idea of ​​marriage.

Marriage is not as simple as registration. It also means responsibility. Before marriage, he can pursue beautiful women as much as possible. No one can say anything. Once married, it will be completely different.

Of course, looking at the entertainment circles in Europe and the United States, it can be said that it is normal to continue to mess around after marriage.

"Don't talk about these annoying things, drink!"

Holding up the glass, Duke took a sip of whiskey, and Sophie Marceau, who was next to him, raised his head and poured half a glass of whiskey into his stomach, "Cheers!"

Duke simply asked the waiter to bring a whole bottle of wine and poured some in each of the two glasses.

After another glass of wine, Sophie Marceau was probably in a hurry to drink. She covered her mouth and coughed in a low voice. She refused the tissue that Duke handed over, and touched her smooth face. She was a little drunk and alert. looking at Duke.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?"

Spreading out his hands, Duke shook his head with an innocent expression. With his alcohol capacity, I'm afraid that Sophie Marceau would go under the table before getting drunk.

"Don't think I can't see it."

Probably familiar with it, Sophie Marceau's words are not as subtle as before, "Actually, there is only one purpose to strike up a conversation with me and to please my man! What about you, Duke?"

"No one doesn't like Sophie Marceau!" Duke stared at her burningly.