[American Entertainment] The road to becoming a god

Chapter 207 Encounter with Zunlong

Gaspar's scandal continued until the middle and late September. The two films "Game of the Old Ones" and "The Departed" almost ended filming. When Gaspar left the crew, there was still Reporters who were standing outside asked him about his relationship.

[Gaspar look here!Is the Asian boy you're working with in the new movie your new favourite, do you want to praise him? ]

[May I ask if there will be a 'mess' situation when cooperating with Leonardo and Matt Damon at the same time? ]

[Mr. Godfather, do you really not care about Cruise and don’t want to get back together with him? ]

He didn't answer any questions like these, and after picking and answering a few questions that were close to the movie, Gaspar hurriedly escaped from the reporters' siege.

But it was at this time that a strange rumor began to circulate in the streets: it was believed that Gaspar and Leonardo were secretly married.

To be honest, there have been many rumors about Gaspar secretly marrying someone, such as Cruise before, and Pitt later, but it has never been as true as it is now.It was as if someone had really been involved in planning their marriage and had witnessed it in the chapel.

"There is nothing new, the current newspapers can't come up with any new tricks, I can almost guess their next headline." Gaspar dismissed the modern newspapers, he closed the newspapers and put them aside, and continued to read To Gerrard across the desk, "What do you want to talk about today, as long as it has nothing to do with gossip, I will be happy to accompany you."

"That's really a pity. I was just about to ask you how many men you like, and where do you rank me." Gerald exclaimed pretendingly, but fortunately he knew how to measure, and hurried to Gaspar Before turning around and leaving, he took out a proposal and handed it over, "This is a project we plan to launch next year, please take a look."

Gaspar took the proposal and quickly browsed through it.

It's still a film adaptation of a novel, but in a rare twist, the original novel tells the story of a Japanese geisha.

"Memoirs of a Geisha, you want to make this?"

"That's right." Gerald took out the original novel from the drawer and threw it over. "This novel is very good. If you polish it well, it will be a good film that can win awards."

"So you are aiming to win the prize."

"Not exactly." Gerald smiled smugly, "Do you know Rob Marshall, the one who directed "Chicago"?"

"I know him, what's wrong?"

"He brought the copyright of this script." Gerrard said, "The contract between him and Macedonia ended. It is said that Macedonia made the financial account make "Chicago" a loss, and he signed it again." Dividends on profits, so—”

He knew the second half of the sentence even if he didn't say Gaspar.

"It means that Marshall was tricked by Macedon, and it happened that we and Macedon didn't deal with each other, so he came to find us, which is reasonable." Gaspar raised his eyebrows, then picked up the novel and shook it , "But I remember that the prototype of this novel seems to be very dissatisfied with it, thinking that it is something fabricated to attract attention, it is her own experience but the mood is completely different."

Gerald didn't care about it: "So what, I've read the novel, and I like it."

"I don't mean anything else, as long as you like it." Gaspar smiled at Gerald to express his support, "But what I don't quite understand is that there is no suitable character for me in this novel, you asked me to come What do you want me to do?"

"Of course I don't want you to play the role. Even your beauty can't cross races. You can tell that you are not Asian at a glance." Gerrard waved his hand and said, "The role has basically been determined, I want you to come I hope that you can go with me to the mysterious ancient oriental country and persuade someone to play the role."

"Who?"

"John Lone, Zunlong."

……

Although Leonardo is not very happy to travel with Gaspar and Gerrard, but he still has a job, and Gerrard is under the banner of work, and he has no position to stop Gaspar now, so he just Can watch the plane leave dejectedly, and keep sending 'condolence' text messages.

On the plane, Gaspar researched Zun Long with the information he brought.

The first Chinese to be on the Oscar podium, the first Chinese to be selected as the most beautiful 50 people in "People", and the first Chinese to be nominated for the Golden Globe twice. However, he himself is very low-key, except for necessary publicity, he rarely appears in media reports.

This made Gaspar have a difficult time. What kind of reasons would someone as indifferent as Zun Long need to be persuaded to star in "Memoirs of a Geisha".Even if the other party revealed in the interview that he admires himself very much, this cannot be a reason for him to accept the invitation to star.

Seeing Gaspar keep flipping through the information, Gerald on the side seemed a little unhappy. For this trip, he specially rented a plane to create an environment to be alone, but now there is a space for solitude, but the protagonist’s mind is Not on him.

"Do you have to work so hard, Gasper." Gerald said, lying on the sofa with his head on his side, "We still have more than ten hours, even if you sleep now and wake up, there is still time to continue. "

Gaspar was unimpressed.

"Our trip is a business trip," he said, "the business has to look like a business."

Gerrard curled his lips, hesitantly decided to release the big move in advance, so he got up and went to Gaspar, trying to look pitiful: "But, it's work, you can't even celebrate my birthday Can't spare the time?"

This sentence successfully attracted Gasper's attention, and he raised his head from the pile of documents.

"Your birthday?" Gasper failed to come to a conclusion after thinking for a while. He looked at Gerald suspiciously. "You never celebrated your birthday, and you never told me when your birthday is."

"My birthday is the day I met you." Gerald dragged his chin sideways and looked at Gaspar with a smile. "You gave me a second life, remember?"

Half of the red-haired man's voice was teasing, and the other half was tenderness and some kind of emotion that Gaspar couldn't distinguish. For a while, he didn't know how to answer.

Finally it was Gerald who broke the silence.

"You should really look at your expression, Gaspar." He pointed to Gaspar and laughed, and then casually made an invitation with his palm up: "I'm not kidding you, what I want to say is that I will be 33 years old tomorrow It's your birthday, would you like to temporarily put down your work and go out for a meal as a reward?"

No one would refuse such a request, so Gaspar put his hand on it.

"My pleasure."

……

It was already the afternoon of the second day after the plane landed. After they checked in, the sky had gradually darkened. Gerald seemed a little anxious, perhaps because he hadn't changed his mind and thought that he still thought of going outside after dark. It is very dangerous.

"We are not in the United States or Europe now. This is a mysterious ancient country in the East. There will be no guys with guns in their pockets rushing up to rob you. You can let it go." Gaspar said with a smile, "And there are still A charming night market, there will be many snacks that have never been seen before, and they only come out at night."

"I'm just on the defensive. It's safe here, but there are contingencies." Gerald said as he changed into a low-key black coat. Suddenly, he stopped his hands and raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?" These, I don’t think you have been to the mainland, have you?”

"I have never been here, but I have friends who are Chinese." Gaspar said, "He is very cute. Since he lives abroad all year round, he often talks to me about his hometown."

Gerald looked at him from the corner of his eyes, and let out a disdainful snort from his nasal cavity for a long time.

"I know who you're talking about, the mixed-race boy who played football, right?" He said and went downstairs with Gaspar, and the two came to the front desk to inquire about a famous restaurant nearby, "I thought he'd been there since that day. You have no interest in him since you didn't touch you at night."

Gaspar shrugged. "Like I said, he's cute and likes to talk to me. I just needed someone to connect me in German."

Saying that they left the hotel, following the direction pointed by the waiter, the two came to a small shop that looked very inconspicuous. It is now early October, the temperature has dropped sharply, and there are few pedestrians passing by on the street in the evening , Occasionally one or two are in a hurry.

The owner of the small shop warmly entertained them. Judging from his performance, he recognized the identities of the two foreign tourists in front of him (one star and the other with ostentatious red hair, it's hard not to notice them) and they were taken to the box.

After ordering, only Gaspar and Gerald were left in the room. The red-haired man lay down on the table again, looking at Gaspar opposite him with his mouth flattened.

"Today is my birthday, can you stop mentioning other men all the time." He said, "Let's talk about the next trip, where do you want to go?"

Gaspar raised an eyebrow.

"I thought we were working," he said.

"I came to work, but I can't work all the time," Gerrard said as a matter of course. "My annual birthday is just spent on the plane. Can't I compensate myself?"

Gaspar spread his hands, indicating that he had no intention of refusing.

"I just want to say, let's go and have fun after we finish all the work," he explained. "If we go tomorrow, we have to remember work all the time, and we can't play well."

"It doesn't matter to me at all."

Gerald was like a rock, no matter what Gasper persuaded, he insisted on going to play tomorrow, this abnormal attitude aroused Gaspar's suspicion.

"Are you planning something?" Gaspar frowned slightly and asked, "Why does it have to be tomorrow?"

The red-haired man leaned back, "It's nothing, some strong obsession tells me it has to be tomorrow." He said, "What's the matter, you don't want to?"

"Not at all—"

Just as they were talking, the waiter knocked on the door to remind them that the dishes were ready.

This just gave the two of them a chance to temporarily end the conversation. Taking advantage of the serving time, Gaspar got up and planned to go to the bathroom to tidy himself up. However, before he had just left the door and had no time to close the door, the box on the opposite side also opened. The door, Gaspar subconsciously paid attention to it, and happened to meet a pair of black eyes as calm as water.

"Mr. Zunlong? I didn't expect to meet you here."