Chapter 605

The golden sauce on top of the rice exuded a rich aroma. The diced chicken was mixed together with a few broccoli, diced carrots, and a bowl of fresh soup. Although it was not a sumptuous meal, it was still delicious. Therefore, although Naomi tried her best to control her emotions, it was inevitable that she would lose her composure during the meal.

It was no wonder that for a person who had been struggling for almost a month and would continue to struggle, and could only fill her stomach with junk food every day, these dishes were more than enough to satisfy her appetite. Moreover, Chinese cuisine was not as popular as French and Italian cuisine, but it still had a good reputation. The chefs took western tastes into consideration when preparing the dishes.

"Sorry, I'm a little …" After filling her stomach to make her stomach feel better, Naomi realized that the man was still looking at her, so she immediately apologized in embarrassment.

"It's okay. Although this restaurant is not big, it is clean and tidy, and the food is good. I don't come here for long, but I always enjoy my meals." The other party still had a gentle smile that made her feel warm and reliable. The chopsticks in his hand that were very nimble made a powerful commentary to his words.

"I still don't know how to use these …" Naomi pointed at the two small sticks, then suddenly thought of something, and her face turned red. She began to stutter, "Yes … Yes, I still … don't know your name …"

The events that happened that night that only happened in movies and novels gave her too much of an impact. From the moment the man called her name and appeared in front of her, her way of thinking could no longer keep up. She could only follow his movements in a daze. Until now, she still did not know the name of this man who had redeemed her dignity and given her a hint of comfort in her most desperate moment.

"Adriaan, Adrian Kewell, call me Adriaan or Eide." The man smiled.

"I really don't know … how to thank you, Eide … I will … I will … Oh right, how do you know my name?" Naomi gave up after stuttering for a while.

"I looked at your wallet when I picked it up. Of course, more importantly, I remember how you looked when you auditioned for 'Killing Moment'." Adriaan said casually.

"Audition?!" Naomi's eyes widened, and the spoon in her hand fell on the plate. "You … you are … you are that … miracle director?!"

Putting down the chopsticks, she tilted her head and thought carefully, then nodded with certainty. "I think so. No one else in Hollywood has this title except me."

Naomi's humor didn't make her laugh. She lowered her head and picked up the spoon. Flustered, she rummaged through the food a few times. Then, she pulled out a napkin and wiped her face. She was so flustered that she didn't know what to do with her hobby.

"I … I really didn't expect to be with you … I like your movies very much … such as … Forrest Gump … I also … I also …" Naomi said incoherently and even called him "you". Her eyes were a bit red, and she was very excited but also a bit embarrassed. But in the end, she still managed to control her emotions and mustered up the courage to look him in the eye. "Can you … tell me why you helped me?"

Her gaze was more insistent and resistant than before, but the other party laughed silently. That reassuring expression seemed to have never changed.

"Because I'm a playboy, right?" He asked, but there was no questioning or mockery in his tone. It was calm as if he was chatting with a friend.

"No … you're not …" Naomi's face suddenly turned red again. That was indeed what she thought. Although she had never met the miracle director, she knew a lot of rumors about him. She also knew that many women in Hollywood wanted to sleep with him. However, such a man with a gentle smile, who could give people a sense of security, couldn't be associated with a playboy who liked to chase after women.

"I am." To her surprise, Adriaan nodded and admitted, "In a literal sense, I am indeed a playboy, but I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

He shrugged, and there was not a trace of hypocrisy in his bright eyes. "It's human nature to chase after beautiful things. For me, it's very pleasant to interact, talk, and play with beautiful women with different personalities. I won't ignore their feelings, go against their wishes, and definitely won't lie to them. They are all very good women, just like … you. "

Naomi couldn't help but lower her head, and her heartbeat sped up. Although the last sentence felt a little provocative, she didn't feel disgusted.

"As for why I helped you, it was a coincidence. Meeting you at the mall was one of the factors, but what prompted me to go back with you was because I think you have potential," Adriaan said.

"I … have potential?!" She jerked her head up and looked at Adrian in disbelief. To this day, everyone knew what Director Miracle meant when he said "you have potential".

"Yes." Adriaan nodded seriously. "I said I saw your audition, but not on the spot, but on video. Every once in a while, I would look through the audition tapes of various companies to see who was worth paying attention to. Even though I have a photographic memory, not everyone will care, and in the audition tape for 'A Time to Kill', I remembered your name. "

He paused, and after Naomi digested these words, he continued, "When I picked up your wallet, I was very curious. You should be a good actor, so you shouldn't be in such a bad situation. So I followed you, wanting to know what happened. Later, I saw the scene in front of your rented apartment, which reminded me of the situation when I first met Denis Knight. Although I can't help everyone, it shouldn't be a problem to help you, because … you are an actor with potential, what you lack is an opportunity. "

Hearing these words, Naomi's eyes turned completely red, and her lips trembled. She tried desperately to control her tears, but in the end, she couldn't stop the tears from rolling down from her eyes. She lowered her head, covered her face with her hands, and then began to sob in a low voice. The sound of sobbing immediately attracted many people's attention in the restaurant.

Adriaan didn't speak anymore, ignoring the beauty of the surroundings, he took out a tissue and handed it to her. After the sobbing Naomi took it, she kept wiping her face, and after a while, she finally controlled her emotions.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't control myself … When I think … When I think of the past …" She choked and almost cried again.

"You'll feel much better after you cry." Adriaan held her hand, "It's okay, I can understand, this is indeed not an easy place to live, too many people have their dreams shattered here. I know you must have suffered too much, like the grievance tonight, but please believe, everything will be fine. "

"Thank you, thank you, Eide." Naomi held his hand tightly with red eyes.

"Okay, let's eat first." Adriaan patted her hand gently, "Then let's walk around, you won't refuse this little date, right?"

Time always passed quickly, when the hour hand and minute hand on the watch pointed to 11: 00 and 30: 00 respectively, a silver Maybach stopped outside Naomi's apartment.

"Thank you, Eide." Naomi got out of the car and said to Adriaan, who drove her back. She had a smile on her lips, and compared with when she left, she looked so different. Her beautiful face looked even more charming under the street lights, and the date at night obviously made her in a good mood.

"I'll walk you here." Adriaan smiled and pointed to the door of the apartment.

"Don't you … want to go up and sit?" Naomi suddenly said, and the look in her eyes changed.

"No need." Adriaan's expression didn't change, "You'd better go to bed early, everything will be different tomorrow."

As he said, he glanced up, and the light from the window on the second floor was very bright, and then he blinked in front of her, "If you don't mind, let's put on a show."

Naomi realized something, but she didn't avoid it, but closed her eyes and let him leave a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

"Then, good night, sweet dreams." Adriaan said softly, then sat in the car, waved to her, and then started the car and left.

Naomi stood there, watching the car disappear at the end of the street, and then the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared, and then she opened the door and entered the apartment with a deep sigh.

"Naomi, you're back?!" As soon as she walked up the stairs, she heard a very affectionate voice.

"Hello, Mrs. Lawrence." Naomi nodded. The Mexican landlady was standing at the door of her house, looking at her with a smile, as if she was an aunt waiting for her niece to come home.

"You must have had a very pleasant evening. I thought you were going to be a little late." She greeted her enthusiastically and quickly opened the door before she could. "I've already arranged all your things properly. Everything is arranged according to your usual habits. I've also cleaned the room. I've already washed the bedsheets and other things and changed your bed into a brand new one."

Then she took down the key and handed it to Naomi, "Of course, the chain lock has been changed."

Although the other party was smiling, she could still see the fleeting awkwardness. Needless to say, in order to drive her out today, the other party had changed the lock early, but she didn't expect to fall into a trap of her own making.

"Thank you." Naomi didn't say much, took the key, and pushed the door open. The landlady followed closely behind, as if she wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to say it.

"It's okay, Mrs. Lawrence, I will tell Eide that I am very satisfied, you don't have to be so worried," Naomi, who knew what the landlady was thinking, said immediately.

"That's good, that's good, I won't disturb you anymore." The landlady smiled and left.

She closed the door and turned on the lights. Naomi glanced around. Even though it was only a simple bedroom and living room, it was clean and tidy. Even the places that she usually couldn't clean had been cleaned without a single speck of dust. And the landlady did indeed do what she said, the furnishings in the room were almost the same as before, especially the broken statue, which was still in place, but it was just glued together. No wonder she was smiling so apologetically just now.

The amount of the second check must be very large. This thought drilled into her mind again, and the corner of Naomi's mouth twitched into a bitter smile. She returned to the bedroom, sat down, leaned against the headboard, and stared blankly in front of her, then curled up her legs in front of her chest.

The great sorrow and joy that happened today appeared in her mind again. When she was scolded by the landlady, she was so sad and desperate, and at that moment, she even thought of suicide. When Adriaan stood in front of her and calmly restored her shattered self-esteem, she was confused, but also so happy. Then, when she heard his comfort and encouragement in the restaurant, she was so grateful. When he took her to the street and asked her to let go of everything and enjoy this moment, she was so happy. Especially when they were promoting on Hollywood Boulevard, Adriaan spent a few dollars to hire a street performer to perform a comedy for her. She smiled more than she had in the past few months, as if Santirilla had met her Prince Charming.

However, as 12 o 'clock approached, everything returned to normal. Santirilla still had to count beans by the stove, covered in smoke, unless she threw away the crystal shoe.

An inexplicable throbbing seized Naomi's heart, and all the things she had experienced over the years flooded out like a tide. She had never found her own position, and she persisted in her own determination. Everywhere she went, she was beaten black and blue. When she finally decided to become an actress and go to Hollywood, she never thought that one day she would end up like this. If it wasn't for this man's unexpected appearance, she might have really done what Mrs. Lawrence said … For a moment, she couldn't help but feel sad.

No one had cared for her like this, and no one had given her a moment of peace and happiness, even if it was so short.

She lowered her head and buried it between her legs, and sobbed in a low voice. Then, it became louder and louder, and her shoulders shook violently. In the end, it turned into a wail, and tears gushed out of her eyes like a broken dam. It was as if she wanted to cry all the tears she had accumulated over the past few years. Her voice was incomparably sorrowful, as if she had never been so sad before. Anyone who heard it would not be able to help but cry.

After crying for a long time, Naomi finally stopped sobbing. After a long time, she raised her head. Her face was full of tears, and her knees and thighs were wet.

Sniffling, she jumped off the bed, as if she had made a decision, and strode into the bathroom. After wiping away the tears on her face with a wet towel, she walked to the mirror in the sink, tidied her hair, and slightly cleaned her face. Then, she put her hands on her hips and posed.

Then, she simply took off all her clothes, as if she was going all out. After leaving on only her bra and underwear, she posed in front of the mirror. Although she was a little malnourished because of the financial constraints during this period, her face was still so beautiful, and her figure was quite well-proportioned. She had firm breasts, a flat abdomen, a slender waist, and a round and perky butt. Although she could not see the part below the root of her thighs, Naomi believed that her legs were still slender enough. No matter how difficult it was, walking was also a kind of exercise, so she still had the capital.

A person's figure flashed in her mind. She looked at herself in the mirror, took a deep breath, and made up her mind.

"Then I'll sell it for a good price!"

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Adriaan only attended the first meeting, and after stating his requirements, he did not ask again. Well, he could not say that he did not ask. Charlize would sort out these for him to review or review every day, but he did not show up for the rest of the meetings. Anyway, these were handled by professionals, so there was no need for him to interfere. If he was needed, he would naturally appear.

Best Movie, Best Director, Best Original Score, and Best Song had the highest chance of winning. The rest would be arranged by them. As for Best Actress … Thinking of Gwyneth's excitement, Adriaan could not help but sigh. Her parents still had some connections in the industry, and with Spielberg as her godfather, there might really be a possibility of winning it, if Adriaan was willing to support her.

For this reason, Gwyneth did not stop pestering him openly and secretly. She even tried her best to please him in bed, which made Blanchett, who was already a little jealous, even more unhappy. But the problem was that Adriaan did not want her to win Best Actress so early. First of all, although Big Ship's performance was good enough to add a lot of points to the judges, especially now that it had accumulated a box office of two billion, it also put a lot of pressure on them at the same time. It was easy to arouse rebellious psychology. So, it was both an advantage and a disadvantage. It was not so easy to get Best Actress while maintaining Best Movie and Best Director. Secondly, her qualifications were still a little lacking. Not to mention, with Adriaan's interference, she did not shoot that many movies in the past few years.

But if he really wanted to fully support her, it would not be difficult as long as he used some means. But once he used them, it would take a long time before he could use them again. And during this time, Adriaan had other arrangements. Not to mention …

'Forget it, let nature take its course. Besides, there's still a chance next year.' That was Adriaan's final decision. Besides, he had more important things to do now. For example, a screenwriter from the editing and review department said that he could not understand his new script.

"I don't know what you're trying to say, Mr. Adriaan," the other party said in distress. "Although there is a main plot, your script is too messy. I can't understand what you're talking about at all."

"That's right." Adriaan laughed. "I don't do meaningless things. Although this script only took me three days, this is the effect I want — to be incomprehensible!"