The Greatest Showman

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The mist lingering on the inner wall of the champagne glass gradually dissipated in the warmth of the palm. Jessica gently closed her chin and listened to the conversation between Brad and Jeff. When she first started talking about the topic during the filming, She could still chime in; but then talk about golf clubs, advertising placements during production, and so on, and she's just a listener.

There was the sound of swimming in the swimming pool and the deafening sound of electronic music. The conversation here made Jessica feel a little bored and bored. There was no anecdote, just their boasting; Enjoy the party atmosphere, but the stares that gather from all directions are so overwhelming that she has to socialize at a pool party with champagne glasses and evening gowns.

"I just ran out of whisky, I need another, ma'am?"

Jeff's voice interrupted Jessica's thoughts. She showed a bright smile and was about to respond when she heard a voice behind her. Not unassuming, but clear enough, elegant and calm, with a touch of magnetism, the background revealed between the lines is not only not dull, but fascinating, and the casual humor makes the corners of the mouth rise.

She knew the voice.

Turning around, he saw the profile. Sure enough, it was the person she had guessed in her mind. His speech, his demeanor, his demeanor, have a unique temperament that is natural and exudes from the inside out, and it is easy to make the atmosphere special between a smile and a smile.

"Wait a minute, can you please give me a glass of rum? Thank you." Jessica seemed to be able to taste the sweet aroma of rum on her tongue, and she couldn't help but want to taste it herself, he Looking over, she blinked. Unexpectedly, the two people met again on such an occasion, in such a way, "I think, I must not miss this glass of rum."

The red-haired and snow-skinned Jessica is not beautiful, but she has a unique style when she smiles. This made Jeff smile too, chuckling, "I never knew there was such an allusion to rum." In general, people are more accustomed to using rum in bartending, rather than on its own. Drinking, "However, I am more curious about the taste of 'Death in the Afternoon' than rum." Then, Jeff looked at the bunny girl, "Can you ask the bar to make a glass for me?"

"Two cups," David added, raising two fingers.

Michael Fassbender showed a big smile, the upper and lower rows of teeth showed neatly, looking like a shark, "Three cups." Then he turned to look at the others, "Don't you want to? What he just described is really full of reverie. In fact, can you give me a glass of rum other than the afternoon of death?"

Looking at Michael in front of him, the corners of Renly's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and a playful smile spread across his eyes.

On the big screen, Michael always plays the role of /abstinence/sexuality, seriousness and profoundness, showing the coldness and rigidity of Germans to the fullest; but in real life, Michael is not at all like a German, but like a Irish - cheerful, rude, straightforward.

From the big screen into life, the joy brought by the image gap really makes people laugh.

However, this was not the best time to make new friends. Renly looked at Michael with a smile, paused for a moment, and thanked him, then looked at Jessica, as if today was the first time we met. , "When ladies are tasting rum, I recommend adding a little water or sucrose."

Jessica opened her mouth slightly in surprise, "It seems that you are an alcohol lover."

"I thought you would say, I'm a lover." Renly's unexpected answer made everyone stunned, and then he thought of the story just now. After realizing it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and the atmosphere of the whole conversation was It became brisk in silence, and it seemed that the oxygen factors floating in the air began to jump.

In the low chuckle, a rough and vicissitudes of life sounded, "Whiskey, without ice."

In an instant, everyone followed the voice, and it was Brad Pitt who spoke.

He put his left hand in his trousers pocket, his right was holding a short glass with the last bits of golden-brown whisky in it, a neatly trimmed beard, neat short hair, a smile on his face, no youthful look. Windy/flowing/suave/suave and cynical, but the mature temperament is like a century-old whisky, getting more and more mellow.

Even men have to admit that Brad is a charming man, and he naturally has a taste of dashing wind/flow. In just one sentence, the focus shifted from Renly to Brad.

Brad raised his eyebrows and calmly faced the swarming gazes from all directions. He had no burden at all. He had long been used to standing under the spotlight. He chuckled twice, and then spread his hands. It seems that he is expressing his helplessness, "As an old man, I still don't like to change some habits."

The teasing with a faint smile seems to be self-deprecating; but the hidden meaning is that it is satirizing Renly's fancy, cocktail and rum, which looks like a lot of tricks, in fact, it's just It's just an eye-catching trick.

Not against Renly, just a subconscious self-protection mechanism.

As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. In this small field, Brad is a well-deserved focus. Whether he likes the focus or not, sometimes, he even

Will hate to hate the inconvenience of that focus, but the truth is, after nearly three decades of rolling around in the Hollywood Vanity Fair, it's inevitable that the habit is still in the blood.

Therefore, when another person with a strong aura appeared on the scene and grabbed the focus, the instinct/energy began to disappear. This is also a classification of occupational diseases.

There was a low voice of laughter and echoes at the scene. Invisibly, there were more out-of-the-way visions projecting towards Ren Li, like thorns like a ox's hair, not hurting people, but enough. It's so clear that people can't ignore it. It is estimated that there are quite a few people with the mentality of watching a good show.

It also includes Jeff.

Renly can choose tit for tat, he only needs to taunt "like the old guy from the western movie", which is enough to provoke a war - in the United States, the entire Midlands are representatives of conservatives, and the southern forces are even more Conservative among conservatives, most of the scenes depicted in western movies are these areas, especially those elderly people who are stubborn conservatives, still racist, still protesting change, still rejecting the progress of the times.

On a deeper level, Brad is from Oklahoma, the Midlands. After entering Hollywood, Brad has been downplaying his "hillbilly" image for years, and certainly doesn't want anyone to mention it at this time.

However, Renly didn't plan to steal Brad's limelight, so he chose another way, "The problem of sour literati is always like this, which makes people uncomfortable." After speaking, Renly spread his hands helplessly, Shaking his head gently, he seemed helpless.

This self-deprecation, but the real implication is: people are not used to seeing it, but people will imitate it, because knowledge is the sign that distinguishes the nouveau riche from the real aristocracy.

Self-deprecating, fighting back, ridiculing, joking, just a few words, but all the emotions are in one go.

"Pfft." Jeff was the first to laugh, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and he laughed extraordinarily happily.

Paul held back his laughter very hard, but he knew that this was not the time to laugh, so he forced it to hold back. Now that he heard Jeff's laughter, Paul couldn't hold back any longer and laughed directly. So did Jessica, so did Michael, then David Ayer, then everyone else around, and finally... Brad twitched the corners of his mouth and chuckled.

During the conversation, the bunny girl returned again, carrying everyone's rum; behind her was a colleague with a champagne glass on the plate, but the long glass was not filled with star wine, but milky white light The liquid, which looks like lemonade, exudes the languidness and lightness of an afternoon.

"Death in the Afternoon", such a romantic and poetic name, but the resulting cocktail looks so... "Mediocre." In the midst of cheers and exclamations, Renly's voice rang out, and everyone couldn't help it. stunned.

No one dared to tell the truth, and only followed the politeness of social occasions to express the usual praise, but now, Renly has spoken - the narrator behind this cup of "Death in the Afternoon", he has no scruples to complain, " It's really just rum and champagne, nothing special. The only reason it's famous is because Hemingway mixed it up casually when he was drunk. If I had to recommend it, I'd rather just drink rum."

Quiet, quiet, and then everyone burst into laughter. This time, even Brad was no exception, his eyes fell on the cups of milky white cocktails, and he couldn't help laughing.

Jeff took his "Death in the Afternoon" and looked at it carefully, and then his eyes fell on Renly again.

There was no sign, no surprise, not even any surprise, and quietly, Renly not only integrated into their group, but also controlled the rhythm of the conversation; Brad was still the center of the crowd, but out of the corner of his eye, Always drifting towards Renly involuntarily, even if he didn't speak, he couldn't help but observe Renly's expression and reaction.

The point is that the entire process of change was completed quietly, and even Jeff didn't notice any abnormality or abruptness; what's even more commendable is that in the brief confrontation between Brad and Renly just now, Renly's elegant but The sharp handling is really eye-catching.

Bowing his head and sipping "Death in the Afternoon" in his hand, and thinking about Renly's comment just now, Jeff couldn't help but chuckle. In fact, he likes this cocktail quite a bit. The afternoon sunshine makes the alcohol in his mouth jump. "Renly, Ben has collected a lot of classic wines. I'm going to visit. How are you? Interested in joining me?"

Obviously, this is an invitation to audition, Renly nodded with a smile, took a small step back, and made an inviting gesture, "My pleasure."

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