Chapter 454

The lights in Seattle are dim at night, but the curtain on that day reveals a deep damp, with bursts of sapphire blue halo, ripples and diffusion; Floating in the air is a touch of water vapor, mixed with the smell of soil, trees and the sea, lingering gently under the nose, which is quite different from other cities.

"Miss, it's windy tonight. You'd better close the window for fear of catching a cold."

The voice of the taxi driver came from the front row, and we could hear the warm worry in his voice, which made the corner of Luna's mouth gently outline a smile and friendly reply, "it's OK. I need a little fresh air now. " With that, without explaining anything more, she turned her head again and looked out of the window, watching the buildings begin to retreat, like a boat riding the wind and waves on the sea at night.

Rooney felt that she must be crazy, even if not completely.

Tonight is the Academy Awards ceremony, the annual event. Attention from all over the world is focused on the Kodak Theater. How many actors have broken their heads in order to attend the event, even if they only appear on the red carpet, it's good.

Everyone who steps on the red carpet will receive laser scanning with tens of millions of eyes, and every part of the body will be severely tested. Especially for actresses, they try their best to keep their best state and cover up every tiny defect of their body regardless of everything, just hoping to show themselves in the most perfect posture.

As a "social network" in the green cluster, Rooney easily won the qualification to attend the award ceremony. In fact, David finch personally took her to the red carpet, and you can see that David values her. Even if in fact, this is a man's film, the female's sense of existence is almost zero, more just as a sign of value.

Her agent repeatedly stressed how important tonight is and how rare the opportunity is, which will play a decisive role in her future acting career; Her agent nagged endlessly, paying attention to manners, social communication and politeness, and especially emphasized which producers, directors and actors to deal with tonight.

She always had a sense of nothingness and absurdity. It's not just that she didn't get any nominations, that her role in the film is not heavy, that she is not even a prize winner, but that she has no sense of participation, as if she is just a flowerpot or a statue at the door of the red carpet - or a vase in a more understandable way.

When the flash light was released, Rooney felt that she was like a commodity waiting to be sold, and the eyes and sight hidden behind the magnesium lamp were conducting a trial of judgment. Every part and detail of her body can be measured by money.

Earrings are worth $80000, necklaces are worth $300000, handbags are worth $250000, evening dresses are worth $170000, high heels are worth $55000

Also, her hair, her nose, her eyes, her chest, her waist, her hands and feet

Every part of the price is clearly marked, those hot eyes make her almost breathless. His face kept an elegant and beautiful smile, but his soul was always a spectator, watching the madness of the world coldly and indifferently.

She's crazy. Rooney thinks so. Maybe, she is the waiting person who mumbles in "waiting for Godot". She lives in her own world, becomes an alien in her eyes, and is incompatible with society. Then the oxygen is pulled away little by little, and finally embraces death lonely.

After the award ceremony, the next is the Oscar night. The celebration party held by Vanity Fair is even more lively than the Oscar ceremony itself. It is said that a ticket for the Oscar night has sold for 40000 dollars.

Forty thousand dollars, just to get into the dead man's grave.

Rooney got into a taxi and was ready to go back to the hotel to change her second evening dress. Then she went to the Oscar night. At that party, she was burdened with extremely important tasks. Her agent gave her a list with a long list of names, all of which she had to meet and socialize with. Only in this way can she win the role of "girl with Dragon Tattoo".

Yeah, it's all about "the girl with the dragon tattoo.".

After the project was announced, almost half of the Hollywood actresses of the right age swarmed in. All of them were desperate to get the role, even by no means. With the cooperation of "social network" and the personal relationship with David, Rooney has taken the lead, but it is still not enough.

Tonight is the defining moment.

However, looking out of the window at the spacious and prosperous streets of Los Angeles, a burst of irritability hit my heart. She felt cheap. She knew it was self-esteem and youth, but she just couldn't control it. Before she realized it, she blurted out, "go to the airport, sir."

And then she showed up here. It was already one o'clock in the morning when the three hour flight successfully landed.

The overheated brain gradually cools down. After the impulsive emotion dissipates, it finally calms down. She finally understood what she had done. At the airport counter, she bought a ticket with the latest time at random, regardless of destination. Then she got on the plane, turned off her mobile phone, and fell asleep on the plane.

In her evening dress.

But why? Why did she do that? What should we do next? And where is this?

When she learned that she had come to Seattle, Rooney was dumbfounded. Is that luck? Or coincidence? Random purchase of air tickets, but led her to the Emerald City, she has no friends living in Seattle, but a friend is working in Seattle.

Langley hall.

Almost without hesitation, she gave the taxi driver the address of the anti cancer me crew. Over the past few days, half of Hollywood reporters have gathered there to surround Langley in his apartment, just like Michael Jackson.

"Langley hall." Rooney whispered the name, and the strange syllable leaped between her lips and teeth.

It's a good thing to meet a friend and spend some time in a strange city. However, it's midnight now. I don't know if Lan Li is still awake; I don't know if the "anti cancer me" crew is still shooting there.

Tonight, Langley didn't attend the award ceremony.

Somehow, Rooney was envious and admired. Such blue Li, she can't help but look up. How much courage does it take to turn down the Oscars and choose to stay on the crew; How much perseverance does it take to persuade the agent to give up his obsession with the college; How much tenacity is needed to concentrate on the performance in the bustling and noisy environment.

Those days of triliureid are playing back vividly in my mind again, just like old movies.

"Here we are, miss."

The voice of the taxi driver interrupted Rooney's thoughts. She looked up and handed her credit card. Her handbag was only a palm size, and she put on a lipstick, a powder cake, a credit card and a mobile phone. Thank you

"Are you sure it's all right, miss?" Asked the taxi driver with concern.

LUNI followed his line of sight looked down at his dress, dumbfounded, "I'm fine." Yes, she wasn't good before, but now, she's good“ It couldn't be better

Stepping out of the taxi, Rooney looked up for the famous peacock blue apartment door. Then she saw a white and fat young man sitting on the steps of the door, with his hands on his knees and chin. His eyes floated in one direction from time to time. Rooney looked at him reflexively.

Then she saw a bald head.

"Poof Pooh." Rooney's first reaction was to laugh. Under the lazy cream light, the naked head looked too funny, but it was not like another light bulb, more like... Cactus, and it was also a pruned cactus.

Rooney pursed the corners of her mouth, and the laughter disappeared like smoke in the humid air. Then she noticed the curve of her side face connected by the lines of her bald head. Handsome and elegant, the outline of facial features is less elegant, but it adds a bit of poet's tranquility. The eyebrows and eyes outlined in ink add a touch of tenacity in the cool moonlight.

The corners of his mouth gently closed up, and a little surprise flashed through his eyes. His pretty eyes glared round. He could hardly believe what he saw. He could not help walking forward, trying to see clearly, but because of fear and strangeness, he could not help stopping and looking at it from a distance.

That's Langley hall.

Rooney knew that although it was strange, strange and strange, it was really lanli. What happened? Just because of the time difference at the Oscars, blue ceremony became... Bald?

There was some absurdity, and there was some humor, and Rooney couldn't help but raise her mouth. When she thought about it, the sense of absurdity and uninhibited joy became more and more turbulent——

The actors did everything they could to get on the Oscar red carpet; On the other hand, the red carpet is full of beautiful clothes, beautiful smiles, elegant and leisurely, and bathed in the spotlight. One after another, it puts on a mask, pretends to be a strange image, and accepts the cheers of the world.

And Langley stayed quietly in Seattle... Bareheaded, sitting quietly on a bench, the long streets empty. The lonely streetlights make the projection long.

"Ha." Rooney couldn't hold back any longer, clapping her hands and laughing.