Hollywood Lover Chapter 330

  Looking at Zhang Dongcheng's self-made look, Brad Pitt knew that he was comforting himself. Still worried, he asked, "Smith, how is Orlando?"

Zhang Dongcheng's face suddenly became tangled, but he joked: "Congratulations, Pete, you are right, he really likes you in Orlando. It's a pity that there is no country that allows **** marriage, otherwise If so, I would also like to wish you a happy marriage in the future!"

  Brad Pitt's face turned black. Carefully glanced at Jennifer's direction, and said to Zhang Dongcheng vigilantly: "Damn it, Smith, be careful what you say, if Jennifer hears it, I will die!"

  Zhang Dongcheng smiled noncommittally.

  The first country in the world to allow **** marriage is the Netherlands. Passed groundbreaking laws in December 2000 allowing same-sex couples to marry and adopt children.

  But it is only the end of 1998, and there are still more than two years before the introduction of this policy in the Netherlands.

   Haha, how pathetic….

  Early the next morning, Zhang Dongcheng drove towards the company ahead of schedule.

   After more than an hour's drive, he arrived at the office building of Dongcheng Pictures smoothly.

  The entire office building is already overcrowded at the moment, and two groups of people are holding banners clearly.

  While one party supports homosexuality, the other wave firmly resists it. Zhang Dongcheng has seen such a scene many times. This is very bad in the United States. For many things, if a few people come out and fool around, they can form mass incidents.

   After bypassing both parties calmly, Zhang Dongcheng walked towards the office building quietly.

  As soon as he entered the door, he saw Adaman walking up and down the hall.

"Oh! God, you're finally back, Smith!" Adaman quickly walked in front of Zhang Dongcheng, grabbed his wrist, and walked towards the elevator while saying, "Come with me, first Go to the dressing room, the press conference is about to begin!"

  Zhang Dongcheng shook off Adaman's hand and said: "Adaman, pay attention, don't forget that we are now spreading rumors! You don't want to see the news of us holding hands in today's evening paper, do you?"

   "****!" Adaman cursed angrily, and said, "Smith, you are disgusting."

   "Haha..." Zhang Dongcheng smiled narrowly, with a feeling of having fun while suffering, and said, "Okay, let's go!"

   After coming to the dressing room and letting the stylist put on some makeup for him, Zhang Dongcheng came to the big conference room that had been arranged earlier.

  The entire conference room was overcrowded, and a large number of reporters were eagerly waiting for Zhang Dongcheng to appear.

   "Oh! Come out! Smith has appeared!" I don't know who was the first to exclaim, and the whole venue almost boiled.

   "Everyone, please be quiet!" Adaman tapped the microphone on the rostrum, and said: "The press conference will begin now. Please ask questions one by one. Thank you for your cooperation!"

  As soon as Adaman finished speaking, an anxious reporter immediately stood up and said to Zhang Dongcheng, "Director Smith, did you go to the psychotherapy center the day before yesterday to check yourself?"

  Zhang Dongcheng shook his head and said: "I can only say this, not myself. As for more questions, I have no comment!"

   "Director Smith, is it true that you are really gay, that's why you shoot gay-themed movies like Brokeback Mountain?" Another reporter stood up before the former sat down.

   "I've explained this question many times!" Zhang Dongcheng's face darkened, and he said, "I like hot girls, not damned men!"

   "Director Smith, who is your lover?" Another reporter stood up. All in all, all the problems in this press conference are Zhang Dongcheng's personal feelings. These reporters seemed to be trying their best to figure out Zhang Dongcheng's sexual orientation.

  Since asking directly is not enough, then take a roundabout policy!

   This press conference did not last long. After all, many questions were clichéd, and the reporters had already made people lose interest. The reason why I came here again this time is entirely because Zhang Dongcheng went to the psychotherapy center the day before yesterday, which aroused too many people's interest.

  After the press conference, Zhang Dongcheng sat in the office, rubbing his swollen eyebrows, and said, "Adaman, how is the release of the Grudge?"

   "It's okay, although it's not very popular with ordinary audiences, but it also satisfies the curiosity-seeking mentality of many people. Now the cost has been recovered, and a lot of money has been made!" Adaman replied.

   "Mr. Smith, your coffee!" A crisp voice came, it was Atlanta who was about to say goodbye to acting career.

   "Thank you, Miss Atlanta!" Zhang Dongcheng picked up the steaming coffee, took a sip and put it on the spot. He doesn't have such a strong interest in coffee. Compared with it, Zhang Dongcheng prefers Longjing tea.

   Unfortunately, coffee is destined to be more popular in the American cultural environment. And because Zhang Dongcheng seldom comes to the company, even in his own office, there is no regular tea.

   After all, not all tea leaves are the same as Pu-erh, the more they are placed together, the more fragrant they will be.

   "How about Bourne Shadow? And the Matrix 2 situation!" Zhang Dongcheng asked one after another.

"It's all finished. The Matrix 2 is currently undergoing post-production. Here, John is leading the crew and preparing to rush back. He will be able to return to the company in about two days for post-production!" Adaman obviously I am getting used to my current job more and more.

"Very good, then the company will be handed over to you for the time being. Adaman, I'm going back to rest for a day!" Zhang Dongcheng shook his head in distress, and complained: "These damned reporters, why do they always look for something for nothing? hold on to me?"

   "Smith, what you said makes me feel that you are showing off!" Adaman joked: "I don't know how many actors envy your current situation, it's too late!"

   This is true, if it is those unknown actors, they wish they could be reported by so many newspapers every day.

  Zhang Dongcheng smiled wryly, and said, "Okay, then I'll go first!"

  After leaving the company, Zhang Dongcheng did not return to the film crew, but drove directly towards his villa.

  During this period of time, apart from the intense busyness in the crew, Zhang Dongcheng has never had a good rest. In addition, he has to worry about the Orlando affairs in the past two days, Zhang Dongcheng is indeed a little tired.

  As soon as he returned to the door of the villa, Zhang Dongcheng found that there was a sneaky person wandering around his door, as if he wanted to enter his home with malicious intentions.

  He became vigilant in an instant, and quietly turned off the car far away from the villa. Silently approached behind this guy.

   This guy who hides himself in the shadows obviously lacks enough vigilance. Even if Zhang Dongcheng came behind her, she didn't notice it at all.

   Zhang Dongcheng took the car key, came to the moment behind the other party, suddenly pushed the key against the other party's waist, and said, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

   "Oh! Don't... don't shoot, I... I'm not a bad person!" A clear female voice that was about to cry made Zhang Dongcheng's heart skip a beat. After pulling the other party to the street light, Zhang Dongchen finally discovered the identity of this guy.

   "Are you Miss Anne?"

  Zhang Dongcheng took back the car keys and said, "Miss Annie, why are you hanging around outside my door? I thought there was a thief trying to get in!"

   That's right! It was Anne Hathaway who appeared in front of Zhang Dongcheng.

  But now she looks a bit embarrassed, almost crying on her fair little face, and said: "Scared me to death, Director Smith."

"Okay, Miss Anne, I apologize to you for what I did just now, but do you want to explain why you appeared outside my house? I remember that you don't seem to be from California?" Zhang Dongcheng shrugged, Said.

   "I..." Anne Hathaway blushed and said, "Director Smith, can I ask you a question?"

  Zhang Dongcheng was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Of course, but you came so far, is it just to ask me a question? This can be solved on the phone, right?"

  Anne Hathaway spat secretly, complaining in her heart that Zhang Dongcheng was a little too confused. But he asked a question that disgusted Zhang Dongcheng. "Director Smith, are you really gay?"

   While speaking, Anne Hathaway also took out a copy of today's newspaper, which impressively wrote the conclusions drawn after various reasoning.

"Miss Anne!" Zhang Dongcheng said with a straight face, "About this issue, I have made it very clear at the press conference today. I think you can understand it if you understand it! Of course, if you don't believe it, you can personally Let's see if I like a man or a woman!"

   Zhang Dongcheng was also so angry that he would not choose what to say. After he said it, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly explained: "Sorry, Miss Anne. I...I didn't mean that!"

  Anne Hathaway was unexpectedly not only not angry, but blushed, lowered her head, and said, "If... if it's Director Smith, I too... I really want to try it too!"

   Zhang Dongcheng's mouth widened suddenly. He couldn't believe what he heard. Did these words really come from Anne Hathaway's mouth? This is simply amazing, isn't it?

   "That...Miss Anne, I was joking just now." Zhang Dongcheng was also a little embarrassed, after all, the girl in front of him was only sixteen years old. This made Zhang Dongcheng, who was talking nonsense just now, feel like molesting a young girl. Feeling so guilty!

   "Miss Annie, by the way, I haven't asked you yet. How did you end up in Los Angeles?" Zhang Dongcheng hurriedly changed the subject.

   "Our school is on holiday, so I came to Los Angeles to play. Since there is no place to stay, I plan to come to your place for a night." Anne Hathaway felt a little disappointed.

  Although she made up her mind to make Zhang Dongcheng her first partner, she was still a little girl, how could she have the nerve to say something like this?

   "Of course!" Zhang Dongcheng agreed. Said: "But it's a coincidence that you came this time. If I didn't happen to attend a press conference today, you might have to sleep on the street now!"

   This is not a joke by Zhang Dongcheng. This area is full of luxurious villas. If you want to find a hotel or something, you still need to drive for a while.

   Returned to the car and parked the car in the garage, Zhang Dongcheng said: "Miss Anne, please come in!"

  Following Zhang Dongcheng step by step to this familiar villa, Anne Hathaway's cheeks were always blushing, and she opened her mouth several times hesitant to speak, but held back the words that came to her lips.

   In my heart, I was secretly slandering Zhang Dongcheng for being too incomprehensible!

   "Miss Anne, have you had dinner?" Zhang Dongcheng turned and asked Anne Hathaway who was sitting on the sofa.

  Anne Hathaway shook her head and said, "Not yet, but I'm not hungry..."

   Gululu...

Just after she finished speaking, there was a gurgling sound in her stomach, Zhang Dongcheng burst out laughing, and said: "Miss Anne, since you are here as a guest, you are not so polite. I didn't eat either, Then let's just eat a little together!"

  Anne Hathaway hated her stomach so much at this moment, she was so disappointing that she exposed her at this moment.

  Zhang Dongcheng didn't know that Anne Hathaway didn't come to Los Angeles today at all. In fact, she had arrived yesterday, but it was a pity that she forgot to bring the notepad that recorded Zhang Dongcheng's mobile phone number. She can only use the most stupid way to sit on the sidelines.

  Last night was also spent in a hotel far away. If Zhang Dongcheng hadn't just come back tonight, she would really be caught blind.

After making a few small dishes and getting two bowls of rice, Zhang Dongcheng greeted Anne Hathaway to the restaurant and sat down, saying: "I cook Chinese food, I don't know if you like it, come on, try it first !"

  While talking, Zhang Dongcheng handed the chopsticks to Anne Hathaway.

   Picking up the chopsticks with some awkwardness, Anne Hathaway began to imitate Zhang Dongcheng's appearance and eat with chopsticks.

   But it is obvious that she is used to using knives and forks, and she can't use the magical tableware like chopsticks neatly at all.

   Zhang Dongcheng looked amused, and simply brought her a spoon from the kitchen.

   After changing the spoon, Anne Hathaway's decisiveness was attracted by what Zhang Dongcheng made. Feast on it and enjoy it.

This is not to say that the dishes made by Zhang Dongcheng are delicious, but that Chinese restaurants in the United States have always had no authentic Chinese taste. one taste. Almost all of them are like sugar water, which is why many people don't like Chinese food.

   But what Zhang Dongcheng cooks now is authentic home cooking.

   "How do you feel? Anne, what I made is still to your liking?" Watching Anne Hathaway keep putting food into her mouth with a spoon. Zhang Dongcheng smiled triumphantly.

  After swallowing the food in her mouth, Anne Hathaway drank a spoonful of egg drop soup, and then said: "Director Smith, is this Chinese food? Why is it different from the ones I have eaten before?"

   It is no wonder that Anne Hathaway has such doubts. When Zhang Dongcheng went to a restaurant to eat Chinese food for the first time in the UK, he was almost confused by what the waiter brought up.

   "Of course, this is a very common home-cooked dish." Zhang Dongcheng nodded and explained.

   After the two finished their dinner, they chatted with each other. The exhausted Zhang Dongcheng arranged a room for Anne Hathaway, then took a hasty shower and returned to his bedroom to rest.

  As the night deepened, Zhang Dongcheng, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly heard the sound of his door being opened. Because he was used to living alone, Zhang Dongcheng did not have the habit of locking the door.

  He was startled suddenly, but soon, Zhang Dongcheng realized that he was not the only one at home tonight. There is also Anne Hathaway, an uninvited guest.

  Opening his eyes quietly, Zhang Dongcheng didn't make a sound, because he was very curious about what Anne Hathaway quietly came to his room at this time.

   After arriving in Zhang Dongchen's bedroom, Anne Hathaway closed the door on tiptoe, and took off her clothes carefully.

   At this moment, Zhang Dongcheng couldn't bear it anymore, and if he kept quiet, the girl took off all her clothes.

   "Ahem..." After coughing twice, Zhang Dongcheng pretended to be ignorant and said, "Miss Anne, it's so late, what do you want?"

  Anne Hathaway trembled with fright, and said in a trembling voice: "Smith...Director Smith. You...you haven't slept yet?"

   "Oh! No, I'm already asleep, but I suddenly forgot to drink water, because every night before going to bed, I will drink a glass of water habitually." Zhang Dongcheng randomly found an extremely lame reason.

   "Is...is that so?" At this moment, Anne Hathaway couldn't tell whether what Zhang Dongcheng said was true or not!

  Although this habit is very suspicious, Anne Hathaway is no longer in the mood to think about it. She originally planned to attack Zhang Dongcheng at night, and as long as Zhang Dongcheng is not really gay, will the next thing be logical soon?

  Who knew that Zhang Dongcheng was such a light sleeper, he walked all the way here, barely making any sound, but still woke him up.

   "Miss Anne, I don't know why you are so late, why haven't you slept yet? And..." Zhang Dongcheng looked at Anne Hathaway, who was half undressed, and said, "And you still!"

   "That..." Anne Hathaway's mind was spinning rapidly, constantly thinking about how to fool Zhang Dongcheng, and soon four words flashed in her mind, pretending to be stupid!

"Ah? Is this your room?" Anne Hathaway pretended to be in a daze, and explained: "I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, I just got up to go to the bathroom, and now I'm going back to my room. Wrong way, really disturbing!"

   As soon as the voice fell, Anne Hazel left Zhang Dongcheng's room as if fleeing.

   Zhang Dongcheng didn't believe this reason at all, after all, he just watched Anne Hathaway tiptoe to his room. Along the way, he acted like a thief, he was sleepy and stupefied, and he went to the wrong room.

  But at this time, the two sides have a very tacit understanding, and neither of them has the idea of ​​​​undermining the other. After all, to fool each other, at least get up tomorrow, and if no one mentions it, the matter will just go away, and it will only increase embarrassment if you have to make it clear.

  Even Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty knew a rare and confusing sentence. Zhang Dongcheng simply pretended to be stupid.

   After Anne Hathaway left, Zhang Dongcheng fell asleep again not long after.

   But Anne Hathaway, who returned to her room, couldn't fall asleep no matter what, feeling like her cheeks were on fire.

   "Damn it, what happened to me today, why did I go to Director Smith's room in a daze?" Anne Hathaway kept blaming herself. Or to say that self-blame is a bit inappropriate, a more appropriate term is shame.

  I hope that tomorrow morning, Director Smith can treat this as a dream, otherwise I will really lose face!

  Anne Hathaway! You are so shameless!

  Anne Hathaway in the guest room just spent the night in a daze.

  At this very morning, while Zhang Dongcheng was taking a shower, he saw Anne Hathaway go out of the room fully dressed, but there was a pair of big dark circles on her ruddy and delicate face.

   "Miss Anne, didn't you sleep well last night?" Zhang Dongcheng asked suspiciously.

   "Ah!" Anne Hathaway's pretty face turned red when she heard this, and even her ears and neck were stained with rouge. He hesitated and said: "Well, I'm sorry, maybe it's a new place, I'm not used to sleeping very much!"

  Zhang Dongcheng nodded in understanding, and never mentioned what happened last night. This made Anne Hathaway finally breathe a sigh of relief, she was afraid that Zhang Dongcheng would suddenly talk about what happened last night. Then she would really lose face.

   "Miss Anne, are you planning to return to New Jersey today, or stay here in Los Angeles?" Zhang Dongcheng asked Anne Hathaway during breakfast.

   "Me?" After thinking for a moment, Anne Hathaway looked at Zhang Dongcheng expectantly, and said, "I'm on vacation now, can I stay with you for a few days? Of course, I can pay for board and lodging!"

   "Haha..." Zhang Dongcheng laughed, shook his head, and said, "That's unnecessary. But I'm going to the production team soon. I don't have time to stay here."

   "Is that so?" Anne Hathaway lowered her head in disappointment, and quickly asked again: "Then can I follow you to the crew to study? I also want to become an actor in the future."

   "Of course!" Zhang Dongcheng nodded in agreement this time.

   After breakfast, Zhang Dongcheng came to the set with a little follower.

"Wow! Isn't this Miss Anne?" Brad Pitt, who had met Anne Hathaway last time, saw her getting out of Zhang Dongcheng's car, and immediately joked: "Miss Anne, what are you doing?" Will come, do you mean that you miss our Director Smith?"

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