webnovelvip Chapter 18 Oscar Nominations
Chapter 18 Oscar Nominations
An embarrassment mixed with sadness and anger appeared on Fran's face.
"We've already talked about this issue. Not every director and producer will do that. Edmondo has never shown that tendency." here."
"No! You are still young, and you still can't tell what is good. I forbid you to come, this script will not do you any good!" Jacqueline pointed at Fran angrily and shouted loudly, then she pointed at Edmundo's Nose, "You! You want unspoken rules for him, right! What did you and your damn script instill in him!"
Edmund raised an eyebrow.
Fran made an impatient voice, pinched the bridge of his nose, and reached out to pull the manager.
However, this action made the woman mad.
"Edward Furlong! How dare you yank me! You're not my angel boy anymore, you've fallen!" she yelled, and suddenly, as if trying to figure something out, she glared at Fron again. Pointing to Edmondo: "Do you want to sleep with him, and let him give you a role in the dark!"
Edmondo tilted his head to avoid the finger, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "This accusation is quite serious, ma'am, I hope you know what you are talking about."
"Of course I do! All of you—"
Fran was furious, and he clenched his fists: "That's enough Jacqueline! You're a lunatic! No one has polluted my soul, are you even meddling in my normal audition now? I'm not your cloth Baby, it is my freedom to choose which script I want, you have no right to interfere!"
There was a shocked expression on the manager's face, as if she didn't expect that one day her good baby would resist. Her attention was taken away from Edmondo in an instant, and she began to confront Fran hysterically.
Fran thinks that Jacqueline is not being kind to him at all, but tying him like a dog. She only wants an obedient object; while Jacqueline always suppresses him with age, trying to persuade Fran to be obedient .
At this time, I suddenly missed my mobile phone.
Edmondo smacked his lips and thought, he has no interest in this deformed controlling relationship at all, if it wasn't for Fran's performance that really moved him, and the current Fran has not become an addict, then he will leave immediately , won't stay for a second.
I really want to brush the little blue bird, I really want to listen to the song.
But all Edmondo had was the TV, the old, sub-pixel TV with the big ass on the back.
Forget it, soap operas are fine too.
He changed to a comfortable position and half-lyed on the chair, put his legs on the table again, then supported his head with one hand, and turned on the TV with the remote control with the other.
As a result, opening the screen is an explosive | explosive news:
[——The 66th Academy Awards will be held on March 3 this year at the Music Center in Los Angeles, California, USA. Steven Spielberg's "Schindler's List" won 21 nominations or became the biggest winner, Also receiving attention is Edmundo Moreira's "Where I Was Born and Raised" by up-and-coming director Edmondo Moreira in the past two years. Best foreign language film, will compete with "Schindler's List"——]
After seeing the news, Edmondo remembered that it was time to announce the nomination list. In his previous life, he and Anderson heard it on the radio, and at that time he still had a vision for Oscar.
"Look, I'm sure now, that's what you're going for, isn't it?" Jacqueline became more convinced after seeing the news, and she looked at Fran with disappointed eyes, "You've changed, Edward. "
Edward Furlong was choked by her words and eyes. He drooped his shoulders in frustration, then put his hand on his forehead and let out a chaotic laugh.
"Yes, Jacqueline, you are right." He put on a fairy-tale cheerful tone, "You are right, I am no longer your angel boy, I want to control my own destiny. Do you want It’s all true, I’m not here for the script but for the director himself, I just want to sleep with him, and then follow him to climb up, why, isn’t it?”
Before Edmondo and Jacqueline could react, Edward Furlong made his move. He walked around his agent, turned over from above with his hands on the desk and came to Edmundo's side, and then quickly leaned over , reached out and pinched the director's jaw to make him look up, and then angrily kissed him loudly on the lips.
Jacqueline blushed and was too angry to speak.
"You just want me to admit it." Fran straightened up and looked over, "Now you are satisfied."
This mocking behavior made Jacqueline gasp twice, and then the furious agent went around behind the desk and grabbed Fran by the collar and slapped him.
"Go to hell! You two!"
The agent lady left the room angrily, Fran muttered a few obscenities at her back, and Edmundo—Edmundo didn't know what expression to put on.
"You just used me, I'm just an innocent bystander, I shouldn't be involved in your quarrel." Edmondo wiped his lips with his knuckles and said with some disgust, "By the way, that's really bad kiss."
"Are you serious?" Fran pinched his forehead with bulging blood vessels, "My manager wanted to kill me, but you only thought of that kiss. Then let me tell you by the way, I haven't passed my 17th birthday yet, theoretically I was 16 years old."
Edmondo's expression was a little frozen, but then he was relieved.
"You took the initiative to kiss me, and I didn't force you. And the camera behind is still on, no one can do anything to me." He said, "But you, is it really okay to just fight with the manager like this? No If I remember correctly, she is your girlfriend, right?"
"It's an ex-girlfriend." Fran pursed his lips and said, "She's crazy since I broke up with you, God—I shouldn't have let her be my agent. You know, I can't talk to her again. She continued, she didn't treat me as an independent person at all, she was always right, I was too young to make decisions, she didn't even let me talk to my peers!"
Edmondo held his chin and tapped his fingers sequentially on the side of his face.
"If that's what you said, that's good." He supported, "Why are you still sad? If you break up, hurry up and move on, and talk more while you are young, otherwise how would you know what you want? what is the most suitable for you.”
"That's not what I'm talking about." Fran scratched her hair angrily, "We live together, and she tried to kick me out the day we broke up, but—I'm afraid I can't do it today, I have to make a few calls, Find a place where I can sleep before dark."
Oh?
Edmundo's fingers on his face froze, he raised his eyebrows, got up from the back of the chair and turned to lie on the table.
"I reasonably suspect that you did it on purpose." He said jokingly, "A poor little guy who was kicked out of the house by his girlfriend, who can refuse to let him sleep on the sofa."
"What——" Fran turned around in surprise, looked at Edmundo in some panic, and shook his head at the same time, "I didn't mean that, really, I was just thinking, sorry, I don't want you to do anything for me. You are the director, I—”
Before he could finish speaking, Edmundo got up and interrupted him: "It's okay, you can stay with me."
He raised the corners of his mouth at Fran, and the smile on his face was less frivolous and more gentle than usual.
"I just changed to a big house, with a lot of rooms, and my friends live in it. The servants will help you clean up a room, and you can live until you find a suitable house." The white-haired director said, "And—I also hope to know more about you before the movie officially starts."
Fran froze.
"what do you mean--"
Edmondo got up and turned off the TV, took his coat and walked towards the door.
"Hmm." He uttered two syllables indistinctly, "Congratulations, you got the role."
Fran stayed where he was. He watched Edmundo walk over to turn off the TV with a natural expression, picked up his coat, and went to the door to turn off the lights, as if it was a dream.
Edmondo, who noticed that the people behind him were not moving, hooked his hands at him.
What are you waiting for, keep up. "
……
"So you picked up a child like this?" Rui Fan asked while sitting on the sofa with a bit of incomprehension, holding a white pillow in his arms, "Do you think you are Batman? Kids are hoarders."
"He's 17 years old."
"But he is still a child, and he will be called a boy until he turns 21, and so will you, Dudu." Rui Fan said, "Seriously, what do you think?"
"I didn't think about it, do I need to think about it when I bring someone back to stay overnight?" Edmundo gave Rui Fan a strange look, then turned over and stood up from the sofa, "Just pretend that I'm so happy to be nominated for an Oscar." Do it, okay?"
"But you've already won an Oscar."
"If you won an award once, you can't be excited about winning it for the second time. What's the point?" Edmundo raised his eyebrows and looked at Rui Fan, "Or what do you think I will do to him? Don't worry, he even None of them are adults, and I'm not interested in teaching young Hina, that experience was bad enough I don't want to do it again, maybe I don't have the potential to be a teacher-hey!"
When Edmundo talked about "the past experience", Rui Fan narrowed his eyes and was ready to attack at any time. Soon, he put down the pillow and grabbed Edmundo's wrist, and threw him onto the sofa.
"Since when have you ever been someone else's teacher in this kind of thing, huh?" His hand went up through the clothes along the white-haired director's navel, "I think I need an explanation."
Edmundo was not too surprised, he made a weeping expression on Rui Fan.
"I don't need to explain to you, little phoenix, we're not dating, remember?" He spoke slowly, and after finishing speaking, he pulled Rui Fan down with his backhand, and their positions were reversed in an instant, "Oh, how did I remember?" I just did it this morning, you are—" Edmondo said with a light smile in his native language, and then he gently brushed away the slightly longer blond hair on the other person's face, "And you forgot one more thing, don't try to Use force to suppress Edmundo, he will make you suffer enough."
Rui Fan grabbed his collar: "I love you so much when you speak Portuguese, please say a few more words."
"Well—" Edmondo kissed his chin, then changed the topic, "Since you like it so much, then I'll teach you my language, what do you think?"
Rui Fan: "...Uh, uh?"
Edmondo blinked slyly: "Why, didn't you mean that?"
There was a shrewd look in his sea-blue eyes, and it was obvious that he did it on purpose.
So Rui Fan lowered his head and laughed.
"Okay, then teach me, Mr. Eddie."