When Renley arrived at Los Angeles International Airport, the golden sunshine of early June fell warmly. Compared to the refreshing and gentle sunshine of Honolulu, California summer was more unrestrained and unrestrained. Even the sparse spots dancing on the arms evolved from waltz to franmingo, causing the curve of the corners of the mouth to rise gently.

No wonder people living on the West Coast are always optimistic in nature. Compared with the east coast of rainy, storms and snowstorms, even the dream of movies is shining with a magnificent layer of color, which also makes "going to California" a synonym for dreams. Those palm trees and beaches, those sunshine and bikinis are always irresistible, just like going to Miami or Hawaii for retirement, always revealing a different attraction.

Carrying his luggage bag, he pressed down on the baseball cap of the New York Yankee blue and white striped on his head, and walked through the bustling crowds of people heading to the luggage tracks waiting for checked baggage. Renli walked in the direction of the exit with a low-key step. No one stopped at the crowd at the airport. No one noticed Renli's figure, still in a constant stream from London to Honolulu, and then to Los Angeles. Renli hid his whereabouts in the crowd. It was indeed a wise choice not to let Nathan and Roy come back with him.

But now another question arises: how to leave the airport?

He left the arrival hall and raised his eyes to look for the taxi stop. Although he had been to Los Angeles countless times, he still couldn't tell where he was. Then the taxi stop was in which direction. This huge airport was like a maze and made people lose it. However, he was not worried. No matter what, he could always find a way to leave the airport in the end, right?

"Hey, handsome guy!" There were shouts from the towering and narrow main road, mixed with the hot and surging air, echoing in a erratic manner, accompanied by the sound of engines, restlessness and air conditioning engines, wet and sticky, as if even the surface of the skin became uncomfortable. I don't know which young couple was joking or a young man was picking up a conversation. It was really normal in this Angel City, not surprisingly, Renli didn't even pay attention.

Lan Li looked around and finally found the taxi stop. She carried her luggage bag, walked around the dense crowd, and then a mess of footsteps came from behind. The sound of stepping on the ground was accompanied by gasping. Then a force slapped on Lan Li's shoulder heavily. The sound full of helpless smile buzzed, "Hey, don't you know that patients who have just recovered from injury should not exercise vigorously?"

Turning around, Renly saw Paul Walker.

Paul, wearing a white T-shirt and blue jeans, had clean short hair, and all the stubble on his chin was shaved, and he didn't look like he was over forty years old. His refreshing and bright smile seemed to still retain the youthfulness of twenty years old, which made people's mood brighter.

"Handsome guy, I just called you, why didn't I respond?" Paul complained with a smile.

Lan Li raised her eyebrows gently, "Because I am not?" Such a frank answer made Paul stunned. He didn't know how to respond to honest people, and he was indeed honest people. Then Lan Li joked again, "This is already the way to catch up in the 1960s. You should learn to keep pace with the times."

Paul widened his eyes, "So what should be the way to catch up in the twenty-first century?"

"Wait, do you have time to have a drink?" Lanli said in a gentlemanly charming tone.

Paul couldn't help but complain, "Isn't this the way to catch up in the 1980s?"

"Classic means effective. The 21st century approach is what your photo wall account is? But you will never want to use this method to catch up, it will only make you look extremely clumsy." Renley retorted indifferently.

Paul thought about it seriously, then laughed laughing, "I thought it was a Facebook account?"

"This is the problem. Adults in their thirty years old are asking Facebook, high school students and college students are photo walls, while middle school students and elementary students are salads (snaphats)." Lan Li pointed out the trend of the times in just the simplest words, which was clear at a glance. The Internet era is updated very quickly. Facebook, which once roams the world, has now begun to gradually lose its dominance and has gradually become a social tool for the "old people". The speed of the new generation of social network platforms is overwhelming.

Paul made up his mind to find a partner in the bar using this method of picking up a conversation. The second-second effect made goosebumps come out collectively and he couldn't help but shivering. He had to admit that Renli was very convincing, "But how did you know? I thought you were not interested in these social networks."

"It's true. But it doesn't mean I don't know anything." Lanley shrugged. "Actually, Arthur knows this very well because he needs to know the pulse of the trend of the times at all times. But... I don't want to recall the confused stupid expressions of my face when he spread the science to me." This made Paul laugh happily. Lanley continued, "So, why are you here? Don't tell me, you just came here to ask me for my pickup skills."

"Oh, right!" Paul also found that his topic went off the wrong way. "I learned that when you returned to Los Angeles today, neither Nathan nor Roy would accompany you. Matthew told me that you would definitely be lost in the complex terrain of the Los Angeles airport, so..." Paul made a brilliant gesture to show himself, just like a jazz gesture in "Rain Song".

Lan Li pursed her lips and said complaining, "That guy Matthew is constantly revealing my bottom."

Paul couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, this will not destroy your perfect image in my mind." But then, Paul realized Lan Li's calmness and calmness. He had never raised a key topic since the meeting. Instead, he chatted with Paul in a daze and a lot of nonsense. Involuntarily, Paul looked Lan Li up and down.

The simple and relaxed outfit looks like I am coming for a vacation, and the leisurely and comfortable look doesn't seem to realize what kind of uproar has caused Hollywood now

Wait, maybe Lan Li really doesn't know, because he is busy filming in the crew and doesn't care about external news at all; but furthermore, even if he knows, he won't care. After all, Lan Li is Lan Li, and common sense cannot be applied to him at all, right?

After realizing this, Paul laughed happily, "Now the whole Hollywood is in chaos. If they knew you were still so slowly, I don't know how to feel."

"I believe they can survive." Lanli said with a smile, "How about you? Do you feel normal now?"

Paul immediately realized that Lanley was indifferent. The premiere of "Interstellar" really had no effect at all. The understatement was already passed. But it was not surprising to think about the Golden Globe Awards at the beginning of the year. He should be used to Lanley's attitude and then expressed his honor to the reporters and the premiere staff. "I'm fine." Paul also smiled, "I am adapting to the life of a normal person, and always feel that the world has changed."

"Ha, just treat it as if it was isolated from the world in the crew for a while." Lan Li joked, "The world is changing too fast now. I stayed in the crew for two months. When I came out again, I always felt like Mount Tai." The relaxed tone made Paul laugh happily, "Where is Meadow? Is she okay?"

"She's good, everything is fine." Paul nodded repeatedly, "You know, she's just entered the rebellious period of youth, and things are still a little tricky. But after this accident, I'm learning, she's learning, things are getting better, do you know? She's really grown a lot now."

When talking about his daughter, Paul couldn't help but start talking endlessly. Lanli had no room to interrupt, but Lanli had no intention of interrupting. She just quietly became an audience member, guiding Paul to find the parking space and get in the car. Then Paul talked about what happened during this period of time and slowly left Los Angeles International Airport.

It took a long time for Paul to realize something, "...wait, have you known about these things long ago? Did Meduo tell you all the phone?"

"Yes, not." Lanli said frankly, and then saw Paul's nervous expression in the rearview mirror. This time it was Lanli who couldn't help but smile. "Meduo wrote to me most of the things, but I don't know much about many details, not to mention that your perspective is different from Meduo, and I am still willing to listen carefully."

"Wait, write a letter? Are you saying, email?" Paul grabbed the point.

"No, handwritten letters." Lan Li explained, and then noticed that Paul's expression was a bit strange. He quickly explained, "At the beginning, Medo tried to write emails, but then she knew that I rarely sorted out emails. Now, Matthew is basically responsible for these things, and then he told Nathan or Roy to see if there is any important thing. So Medo started writing letters. I couldn't make long calls while working in the crew, and the jet lag was also a problem."

After Lan Li finished explaining, she found that Paul's expression was still weird and indescribable. He paused and decided to attack head-on, "Paul, what are you thinking?"

"...Uh, not long ago, I saw Mei Duo writing a letter. I thought she...I mean, you know, writing a letter is really weird. It's already 2014, right? Even I can't write a letter anymore, and Mei Duo actually started writing a letter? This doesn't make sense. So, I thought she had a partner she liked, but she was unwilling to tell me, and I was still thinking, should she secretly dismantle her letter..."

Paul's explanation was intermittent, and before he could finish it, Lan Li clapping his hands and laughing.

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