"I seemed to hear my name."

The sword was tense and amid the imminent confrontation, a bright and light voice suddenly came over, interrupting the conversation between Lanli and Harvey. The noise and liveliness of the surrounding world came to the face in an instant. The noise of the Oscar Night party became real again. Both of them turned their heads and then saw Steven Spielberg.

At this moment, Steven was like an old naughty boy, his cheeks were slightly red, as if he had enjoyed too much champagne, so he was a little drunken; his gray beard reminded of the kindness and kindness of Santa Claus, his brisk voice was a little louder, and his unscrupulous words became cute.

Steven walked over steadily, but when he sat down, he fell heavily, as if he had relaxed all the gravity, his hands drooped beside him, and his spine was adjusting a comfortable angle and position. The small details can be seen that he had indeed drunk a little too much tonight.

"So, what are you talking about just now?" Steven's eyes glanced back and forth on Harvey and Lanley, and asked with a smile, "Harvey, you are not eyeing Lanley, are you? God, you will definitely be able to see you by every outstanding actor in Hollywood, but this time, I tell you that I have made an appointment in advance."

Looking at the entire Hollywood, there are only a few people who dare to tease Harvey's existence in such an elder's tone, and Steven is one of them.

Even if he doesn't agree, Harvey has to hold it in.

Harvey patted his knee heavily and laughed happily, "Steven, who would refuse your call from all the actors in Hollywood? I really can't think of it, so this complaint should be told by me, right? Tell me in advance which actors you haven't booked yet, so that I can do it."

"I will make a list." Steven said seriously nodding.

Harvey blinked his eyes, smiling as if his younger generation was acting coquettish to his elders, "Then I'll wait patiently. However, don't let me wait too long, otherwise the next work will not be carried out, and I'm helpless."

Unlike the tense when facing Ren Li, when facing Steven, Harvey seems to be in moderation and appropriate in terms of progress and determination. It can even be said to be funny and humorous. The change of position brings about a change in mentality, so the dialogue is naturally completely different.

In the final analysis, Harvey never put Renli on a sufficient height; even if the family background of the hereditary aristocrat was exposed, in Harvey's eyes, Renli was still the young boy who was still unfamiliar but dared to challenge authority, and was still the messenger who came out of nowhere to disrupt the overall plan.

After a few more greetings, Harvey got up and said goodbye, leaving without any delay, as if the confrontation with Renli had never happened.

Watching Harvey leave, Steven leaned slightly toward Lanley, raised his chin, signaled the direction of Harvey standing, and said in a low voice, "This is a tough guy, it's best to be careful. Before you really gain a foothold, it's best not to provoke the corresponding interests, which requires corresponding efforts; but if you have a place in Hollywood, then he is..."

At this time, Harvey seemed to notice something, turned around, Steven and Lanli smiled at the same time, nodded for a moment, and Harvey nodded with a smile, took another step, changed direction, and walked out toward the outdoors.

"Then he is a smart partner." Steven then added his words.

clever.

This is a very interesting choice of adjectives and looks meaningful.

Objectively speaking, everyone who can survive in the Hollywood world of fame and fortune is a smart person. Even if he seems harmless on the surface and pretends to be stupid, he is still a smart person.

Even Paul Walker is no exception. His intelligence lies in his self-knowledge, no greed, no ambition, and just enjoys the joy of performance within his own ability. As for "fools" like Hayden Christensen, they were eliminated early.

But Steven still chose the word "smart" to describe Harvey.

Lan Li couldn't help but remember something. Real heroes are fools, while real heroes are smart people. Because they know how to examine moderately, know how to master the degree, and know how to compromise, their intelligence can often become the most unexpected and most crucial weapon.

...

Harvey left the banquet hall, broke free from the constraints and entanglements of the golden lights, and entered the world of navy blue night. The refreshing air mixed with the luxurious atmosphere of the unique fame and fortune fair came to his face, making people addicted and terrified, just like a /toxic/product. Everyone knows its harm, but no one can truly refuse/tempt/tempt.

As he was about to continue to move, his eyes noticed a wandering figure.

In the crowded and crowded Oscar Night party, every corner was filled with people, and there were really crowds of people. Here, Hollywood practitioners are the most valuable group. No one cares about who is coming and going around. All eyes are focused on a small group at the top of the pyramid.

The reason why Harvey noticed that figure was because the other party's actions were very strange.

At this time, he stood at the door of the banquet hall, without going in or leaving, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, walking around in a small circle, carefully poking out his sight from the door, quietly looking at the glitz and noise inside. It was not a curious exploration, but a jealous look.

The moment his footsteps paused, he straightened his back and concealed his movements. His gaze shot sharply and sharply into the room. His eyebrows couldn't help but frown. Although the sparse light and shadow projected hidden all the thoughts deep in the eyes, the coldness and slippery negative emotions emanated inadvertently, like a monster lurking in the depths of the lake, hiding in the darkness, secretly observing the survival of the prey, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The gloomy and cold temperament seemed out of place in the lively party where singing and dancing were in full swing.

Whether it was his movements or expressions, a strangeness was revealed all over his body. Harvey's thoughts moved slightly, and he didn't know why he did this, but he did this subconsciously followed the guidance of the sixth sense, turned his pace, returned to the door of the banquet hall, stood on the back of the figure, crossed his shoulders, and looked over with his eyes.

Renly Hall and Steven Spielberg.

In his sight, Harvey could clearly see the two people talking. There were many figures wandering around the sofa, ready to move. Everyone's eyes fell on the two people, waiting for an opportunity to come forward and make friends with two top brands. This made the sofa in the center the focus of the audience.

So, what is this figure observing?

Harvey withdrew his gaze and captured the outline of the other person's side face. The gaze hidden in the shadow was filled with extremely mixed emotions. He struggled and entangled, but he could not get rid of the spotlight. But he did not seem sinister and cruel at all. The elegant and self-controlled control made everything restrained and low-key.

Eddie Redmayne, the actor of Marius, the film "Les Miserables".

In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed, all thoughts rushed to the head, and everything was explained reasonably. Then, a thought began to take root and sprout in the depths of the mind, and grew wildly, growing rapidly, and even lost all control in a crazy way, and occupied all thoughts.

"Hey, man."

Harvey leaned forward slightly, approached Eddie's ear, and in a nearly qi-sounding way, if he whispered like a demon, the smile in his eyes was spreading little by little, "I know, I know, those lights, those attention, those praises, all of them should belong to you. Why? He is just a hypocrite who relies on his skin to deceive the audience, but a fraudster who betrays/Juji/Huabo's top position. He is not worthy. Yes, he is not worthy!"

Slowly, slowly, Harvey said softly, the sound was so light that it lost its sense of reality, as if it was the voice in his mind.

In his sight, Harvey could clearly see that the corners of Eddie's mouth slowly rose up, and Eddie's eyes slowly lit up, just like a candlelight entering a room where he could not see his fingers. With the advancement of warm light, the darkness slowly faded away like a tide, and finally the whole world became brighter.

"Maybe, we should cooperate, and then tear off that guy's mask, let everyone see his true face, and then take back all the things that belong to you. Yours, that's yours, everything is yours. Just tighten your fists, and the whole world is in the palm of your hand. You are the winner."

The inflammatory words spread little by little in my ears, ripples appeared, and finally turned into stormy waves, and terrifying energy burst out fiercely, instantly swallowing all the light. Puff, the candlelight was blown out like this.

Suddenly, Eddie woke up, turned around, and then saw Harvey who was close at hand. In fear and panic, he subconsciously raised his hands and made a defensive and attacking posture; while Harvey quickly took a half step back, opened the distance between the two people, and spread his hands to show his innocence and harmlessness.

The cold air rushed in, and Eddie calmed down a little.

Harvey looked at Eddie's expression and eyes carefully, and the panicked chaos was still rippling in his eyes, but the curve of the smile at the corner of his mouth still did not calm down. This made Harvey's mood fly little by little, and finally turned into an extremely bright smile. The harmless eyes of humans and animals looked like Bambi, kind and friendly, shining in the night.

Harvey politely stretched out his right hand, "Good evening, Eddie Redmayne. I'm Harvey." 8)
Chapter completed!