Chapter 177

"Scarlett, if you don't come again, Anna and I won't wait for you." seeing my widowed sister coming, Sophia Coppola stood up to meet her, with some complaints in her words.

She had been waiting with Anna Faris for a long time and was already hungry.

"Sorry, Sophia, I was just watching a movie." the widow gave her a hug and nodded to Anna Faris, who was sitting.

"Is he?" after loosening, Sophia saw Stephen Norrington behind her and looked at her suspiciously.

With a slight frown, my sister obviously didn't want to introduce Sophia to this cheeky English man.

Norrington probably saw this, so he consciously stepped forward and began to introduce himself: "I'm Stephen Norrington, from Britain. Nice to meet you, director Coppola. Your lost Tokyo is really great and inspired me. I'm also a director. I hope to have the opportunity to communicate with you."

My sister's dissatisfaction obviously didn't affect his good mood.

Stephen Norrington has a very good state of mind, exudes a touch of self-confidence, and extends his right hand while introducing himself.

"Hello," Sophia said politely, reaching out and gently touching him.

Then he whispered in my sister's ear and asked, "do you know him very well? How do you know him?"

My sister's face was stiff and said, "I'd rather not know him."

"Looks like you're in trouble."

Sophia picked her eyebrows and immediately understood the situation of my sister. She looked at Norrington intentionally or unintentionally and figured out how to help the little sister get rid of the trouble.

Their seats were against the window. In the middle was a long table. They sat face to face. The leather sofa on one side could accommodate three people. My sister sat down directly against Anna Faris.

Stephen Norrington sat across from them, waved to the waiter for a menu, looked at it and said, "I'm still very good at Italian food. You can tell me what you like. But it's not comparable to another restaurant. I can go to which restaurant I know when I have a chance."

Like a host, he began to order for everyone, and the three women opposite showed an unhappy expression on their faces at the same time.

"Or we'll find an excuse to leave," Sophia whispered.

"That's a good idea, and I don't like this man either," echoed Anna on one side.

I nodded gently and said, "when he finishes ordering, we'll go."

"Giggle, good idea, let him enjoy his dinner alone." Sophia laughed.

Norrington didn't know that the three women opposite were discussing how to put him together.

He was still secretly happy to meet the eldest lady of the Coppola family.

Trying to get close to Scarlett Johnson is undoubtedly attracted by the other party's beauty. Although the other party has no response to his expression, he is confident that he will move the other party sooner or later with his recent talent.

The unexpected surprise is Sophia Coppola. This is a good network. Who doesn't know the "Godfather" among people in this circle.

"Boss, are we going to go there?" Renault whispered to Tracy, who had been watching for two or three minutes.

"Of course, it's our turn to play. You'll watch the egghead later. I'll find a chance to introduce your idol to you." Tracy said and strode over.

"Boss, you don't know Faris..." Renault muttered and followed up.

Tracy seemed to walk past the widowed sister's table inadvertently. When she was about to pass, she paused and then stepped back.

The three women came to get up and dodge, but Tracy blocked their way.

Sophia looked up at Tracy. Tracy was also looking good. She saw a surprise on Tracy's face: "Wow, Sophia, I didn't expect it was you. I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Ah?! you... You..." Sophia was stunned by his sudden.

Tracy blinked. "Yes, it's me."

"Are you Tracy Lee?" seeing Tracy clearly, Sophia subconsciously called out his name.

"Yes, thank God, Sophia. I thought you didn't remember me." Tracy immediately climbed up the pole with a worried look.

He was relieved. The first step was perfect. He knew that the other party would definitely call his name. It was not white to brush his face in front of the media for such a long time.

I'll go, and this operation.

Renault behind Tracy was stunned. He knew very well that his boss didn't know each other.

Sophia looked blankly at Tracy and sat down. Tracy looked at her watch, frowned, sighed, looked up and said to Sophia, "it's too difficult to set a position at this time. Don't mind eating together."

Then he winked at her without giving the other party time to respond. He took the menu from Norrington, but didn't look at it. His eyes fell on my widowed sister again, with a surprise on his face. "Miss Johnson, it's really a coincidence that we met again. I forgot to introduce myself before. I'm Tracy Lee."

"I know you. Your novel is still on the head of my bed. I didn't recognize it just now." my sister smiled friendly at him.

"Wow! Are you my fan? That's really a pleasure. Scarlett... Well, I can call you that."

Seeing my widowed sister nodding, Tracy continued, "actually, I'm your fan."

The widowed sister was a little stunned. She obviously didn't believe it. Tracy's mouth rose. "It's true. I've been your fan since watching Lost in Tokyo. Your performance deeply attracted me."

Tracy looked very serious. He looked at Sophia and added, "of course, Sophia, you're really successful this time. It's hard to imagine that this is just your second work."

"Thank you." Sophia smiled, and Tracy praised her very much.

She was still thinking about when to meet each other, which was interrupted and didn't bother to think about it.

Tracy's sunny and handsome appearance looks much more pleasing to the eye. It doesn't matter when I met before.

Then Tracy said hello to Anna Faris. The little girl was obviously more excited than my sister and Sophia.

Tracy mobilized the atmosphere on the court and naturally cooled Stephen Norrington aside.

Norrington's face became more and more ugly. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "hello..."

"Yo, sorry, forget there's another person here."

Tracy's expression was exaggerated. Norrington's whole face turned black, but he immediately sorted out his emotions, raised his chin slightly, and said proudly, "I'm Stephen Norrington..."

"I know you seem to be a director..."

"Yes, I brought my works to the film festival this time... Although it's a pity that I can only be in the non competition unit in the end."

He didn't see any regret on his face and was quite complacent. After all, the competitiveness of this Venice Film Festival was too great, and it was an honor to enter non competition units.

"Listen to your conversation just now, you seem to be a writer..."

He said again. Tracy directly interrupted him this time. "Yes, I'm also a director. My work is Sicily. I don't know if you've heard of it. It seems that I've entered the main competition unit. Well, it should be."