Chapter 316

In the photo, the widowed sister in a sexy suspender skirt is hugged by a middle-aged man with a little golden man in his other hand.

Tracy recognized the man at a glance. It was Sean pan, who had just won the film emperor.

The 44 year old new Oscar winner has a bad boy's face, a sharp chin and a full ruffian smile, which is also his unique charm.

Speaking of the film emperor, I have to talk about his achievements in the film. Before this Oscar, he had won the Berlin Film emperor, Cannes Film emperor and Venice Film emperor, including the Golden Globe Award for Best Actor this year.

Plus the Oscar winner, Sean pan is equivalent to a grand slam with a role award. Of course, this is only for the most influential film festivals in Europe and the United States.

Some people are born like hanging up, such as Sean pan, who has basically achieved the ultimate in the field of actors. Of course, this Oscar is not his end. In Tracy's impression, the uncle seems to have won the Oscar again a few years later.

"Are you showing off to me, or..." Tracy looked at the picture, curled his mouth and muttered.

This photo is nothing special to him. The widowed sister in it is like a little fan.

Just as he was about to reply, my sister sent another text message, which was still a picture message.

Tracy frowned slightly. "It's addictive..."

This time, the person in the picture was replaced by this year's film queen Charlize Theron. The South African Diamond smiled very happy. My sister held the little golden man symbolizing the film queen's crown with her.

Although the picture is a little vague, it is not difficult to see that my sister's face is full of envy when she holds the little golden man.

"Come on, Scarlett, what time does your party end? I'll pick you up."

"You don't have to pick me up. There are many handsome guys here with me."

Tracy edited and sent the text message. Within a minute, my sister returned the message with a picture of her with the elf Prince Orlando.

"Hey, it's really bad to clean up." Tracy looked at the picture, pulled from the corner of her eye and immediately returned a message. "Wait for me, I'll go there right away and talk about it when I arrive."

"It's said you don't have to pick me up..."

"Don't disturb my interest. I had a good time..."

"Hey, why don't you talk? I won't go with you..."

"Damn it, you've come here, haven't you? I'll turn off my cell phone and see how you find me."

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My sister sent several text messages in a row. Tracy just glanced and put away her mobile phone.

Then he went downstairs and asked Renault to prepare the car.

After the Academy Awards ceremony, these big stars will participate in the celebration cocktail party held by vanity fair.

Over the years, the reception has become a routine. As for the nature of the reception, everyone knows

Vanity Fair... Fame and fortune, fame is good.

There are many transactions or cooperation will be reached tonight. This event is also the best time to expand contacts.

The car entered Los Angeles from Highway 1. It took about 20 minutes to enter Hollywood and came to Hollywood Avenue.

It was almost 12 p.m. and there was still a lot of noise near the Kodak Theater.

This annual Oscar is not only a grand event for filmmakers, but also a grand event for fans. Many people linger and look forward to taking pictures with their idols.

Tracy asked Renault to park his car at an obscure Street entrance and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"I'm here. Come out now."

Tracy quickly sent a text message in a blunt tone, a bit of an order.

After a while, I didn't reply or see my sister. Tracy sent another message.

"You'd better not let me go in to find you. I'll give you 10 minutes."

After texting, Tracy stared at the mobile phone screen. The time passed, and soon ten minutes passed.

Still did not reply, still did not see the widowed sister's figure, Tracy was a little unhappy and greeted Renault: "get off with me."

"OK, boss." Renault nodded and saw his boss get out of the car directly. Renault said to the co pilot buck, "let's be smart. It's a bit messy here."

With that, Renault got out of the car directly and came to Tracy. Buck gathered with Duke, Bruce and others who came down from the back car to discuss what, and then dispersed.

Tracy did not impulsively rush into the reception to find her widowed sister, but called her first. The first phone rang for a long time until no one answered the blind tone. It was not connected until the second phone rang for more than ten seconds.

"I said... Don't bother me... Uh."

My sister's unique voice sounded on the phone. She should have drunk a little too much. Her voice was intermittent. Finally, she hiccupped.

Tracy's face was a little ugly. He said in a deep voice, "I'll wait for you at the door and come out now. If you can't drink, drink less. I've reminded you many times."

"I want you to take care of... I'm very happy today. I've met a lot of people."

I really drank a lot of wine now. It's not like Tracy said that my sister can't drink. On the contrary, she can drink very well, but only if she can.

She can drink as much as you give her. However, drinking too much makes people headache. People are dizzy after drinking too much. They may sleep in a while. The more I drink, the more energetic I am, and then... I'm in big trouble. You don't know what amazing actions she will make.

Yes, this is commonly known as drinking crazy.

Tracy has seen how she looks after drinking too much. I can't imagine what she will look like after drinking too much at the party.

"I'll only wait for you at the door for ten minutes. If you don't come out, you'll bear the consequences..."

After being silent for a while, I heard my sister hum and say, "hum... Wait for me... It's annoying..."

My sister still compromised. Tracy raised her eyebrows and was a little proud.

After hanging up, Tracy looked at the door and people came out one after another.

After about five or six minutes, I finally saw my sister.

My sister didn't come out alone. There were several people around her. One was Sophia Coppola, who Tracy was familiar with.

There are also two men, a Mediterranean hairstyle, fat man, holding my sister's hand, very dishonest, I don't know what he's talking about.

Another young man, pandering. Tracy looked confidently and recognized that it was Jude Law mentioned by Nicole before.

Tracy greeted him with a fixed look. "Hi, Scarlett, I've been waiting for you for a long time."