Vol 2 Chapter 55: Difficult original (2)

Back at the table, Angela looked at the manuscript and decided not to move it for the time being. She didn't want to let the mood that got better because of Jessica's phone again.
Going to the balcony, looking at the sunset on the horizon, the slightly icy sea breeze blew in front of you, refreshing. Angela took a deep breath and stretched out comfortably.
It's five o'clock, and maybe the reporters have already gathered outside the sacred auditorium. I wonder if there will be some joys and worries at this year's Grammy awards ceremony? Thinking about this, Angela shrugged. She felt that she was not right to go to the scene. She knew she was nominated for several best albums, best singles, best pop singers and so on.
But what surprised her was that Liv's musical composed of three mtvs was nominated for the best short music video. Should it win an award, should it help Liv?
Well, don't think about it, Angela returned to the room, sat down in front of the piano, opened the lid for a moment, and thought, pressing the keys, a beautiful and familiar tune echoed in the room, softly And it is rich, as if the waves are rolling gently, and it has a different taste than playing with a Scottish bagpipe.
That's right, this is the theme song "myheartwill" already prepared for "Titanic". She started to prepare after Angela got the soundtrack right from James. In addition to writing this song, she also wrote in detail. After arranging the arrangement, I continued to take time to review the symphony, pop music, Irish music, orchestral music, etc., and adapted "myheartwillgoon into various single instruments according to my own feelings!" After all, the original soundtrack is very classic. Although I have listened to the soundtrack of this movie many times in previous lives, there are still some details that are not very clear. She doesn't want to mess up in her hands!
It sounds great! Angela thought like this. After playing it once, she played it again immediately, and this time while playing, she sang slightly with Zhu Qi:
Her voice is mellow and beautiful, but it is still a bit inferior to Celine Dion. The only thing that beats the other is very affectionate. After all, as she has seen countless "Titanic" times, I'm afraid it's the person who can best understand the love story between Jack and Ruth.
The song is over. Applause suddenly came from behind him. Angela turned her head in surprise. Annie was standing at the door, clapping her hands with a smile, and a basket with clothes at her feet.
"You sang awesome just now, Angie!" She came in, "Can you tell me the name?"
"Thank you for the compliment," the girl in front of the piano shrugged, and lowered the lid. "Its name is" myheartwillgoon, um ... it was hard to write, but it was not good enough. "
"How come? I bet. Angie. This song is really nice. It sounds better than any capital you have before!" Annie said sincerely. "I believe if Grammy has this song tonight. The best single is you!"
"I have no doubt about this." Angela stood up. Scratched his head. "But I'm always thinking. If it were a female singer. Like Whitney or Maria. What effect would it have."
"But you are you. How do you sing have anything to do with others?" Annie spread her hands unclearly. Began to clean up Angela's laundry.
"Yes. I know. It's just ..." The girl turned her head. Smiled secretly. Whispered softly: "If you can't sing better than others. Wouldn't it spoil the song?"
of course. No one would think so. Anyway, Angela's vocal and skill is obvious to all. It's just that she can't get through this. Ok. lets change a topic. From the current point of view. "Titanic" is too early to complete. I still have time.
Angela did it at the desk. I picked up my original script and looked at it again. However, no progress has been made except for a few wrong words. Maybe you should buy a printer. Then type on the computer. At least this typo is more convenient.
"Hey, Annie." The girl suddenly called Annie, who had put on clothes in the closet. "Can you tell me, what are your favorite comedy movies?"
"Comedy movie?" Annie thought for a while, "I think" Little Ghost in the House "is very good. In the UK, I have seen" Mr. Bean "and" Mr. Bean Police ".
I knew that Angela rolled her eyes in secret, thinking about lying on the back of the chair and asking, "Well, do you think the two idiots in" Little Ghosts "are more than Mr. Bean? Fun. "
"Well, this is hard to say, they are all very interesting, but if you like, of course, Mr. Bean, he is like ..." Annie looked up as if recalling, "Inspector Gaget, although always Do something foolish, but cute. "
"Well, it's cute ..." Angela muttered, then paused. She stood up suddenly the next second, staring directly at Annie: "What did you just say, Annie ?!"
The other man jumped, hesitating with a stutter, "I mean ... he likes ... doing something foolish ..."
"No no no! It's the previous sentence!" Angela grabbed her by the arm. "The previous sentence!"
"Oh, I mean Mr. Bean is just like Inspector Gaget," Annie blinked, "Inspector Gaget in" Detective Gaget ", he and his little niece have little nieces. Many dogs have cracked many cases. "
"Yes!" Who knew that Angela suddenly shouted, and then jumped up in the room: "Yes! Yes! This is what I want!" She waved her teeth with her claws, with a look of excitement and excitement, as if finally broke through The cage around her was so anxious that Annie around her couldn't help pulling her: "Hey, Angela, are you all right?"
However, Angela suddenly turned and pressed her to the bed, and excitedly kissed her face with excitement: "Thank you! Thank you! Annie! I'm so happy, I finally found the problem."
Annie, who was trapped on the bed, was panicking for a while. Feeling his face squeak, until Angela stopped moving, then said with a tremor, "You ... what happened to you ?!"
Angela noticed that she looked a little scared, and couldn't help apologizing. She pinched Annie's face affectionately, "I'm so sorry, I'm just too excited. You have to know that a problem has been bothering me for a long time, but I never knew Which problem is it? If you did n’t inspire me just now, I do n’t know when I will be upset. I am so grateful to you, Annie! I love you!
She said, holding her face and kissing her well On her lips.
Annie opened her eyes and felt the tenderness coming from her lips, then panicked and pushed away Angela the next second. Then he held his hands and shrank to the other side of the bed.
Angela didn't expect her reaction would be so big, and after a moment's stun, she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry ... Annie, if ... if you feel offended, can I apologize to you? I'm just a little excited. "
Looking at her messy look, Annie suddenly grinned, which made the girl very dissatisfied: "Hey, I'm apologizing to you."
"Okay, it's nothing, I was just startled, that's all," Annie explained quickly.
"Okay. You don't need to be angry." Angela shrugged, then jumped up, sat back at the table, put the paper in the typewriter and started to drum up, only a few words turned to Anne who was going out, "Yes. , Annie, tell my mom, I ’m not going to eat dinner, and I have work to do. "
"you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. I don't want to start writing after inspiration has disappeared!"
After Annie left, Angela thought for a few more minutes, and then started typing. Anne accidentally hit her to understand her problem. The protagonist "men" luck is obviously a bit too good. If she is just a clumsy act, she is lucky to be lucky, but a group of people are like this, Then it looks awkward.
Obviously, the assistant Betty needs is not the kind of person who will also mess things up, but the calm thinking role that can help her to fill in the gaps. Yes. Just like Inspector Gajet's little niece and his dog! This will not only make the story more interesting, but also focus the jokes on the protagonist. Does not distract the audience.
Inspiration is really interesting. Once you ca n’t stop it, Angela is buried in the story and can never come out. With her, there is only crackling and rhythmic typing. During the period, Jennifer and her mother both I saw her, but she was bombarded by the girl with less than two sentences each time, so she spent several hours typing while thinking and finally finished the first draft.
"Well, that's it." Angela read through the manuscript, although it was a little rough, but after all, the whole plot had been completed, and then it only needed to be revised and carefully crafted.
Awesome, this is my own completely original thing, uh ... well, at least half of it is my own. The girl thinking this way then noticed the time on the alarm clock, and it was 9 o'clock!
"God, why is it so late!" Angela stared at the time in surprise, sure enough, when you focus on doing something, you will ignore the passage of time ... grunt! Before the girl's feelings were over, she felt the sound of protest in her stomach.
"Okay, okay, don't make a noise, let's go to eat now!" The girl patted her little belly comfortably, dropped the script in her hand, and went downstairs to the kitchen.
"Do you still have food?" Angela pushed open the door.
"Looks like she finally remembered something to do." Jennifer, who was chatting with Annie, turned her head and said with a smile, if they were in the earth's kitchen.
The girl rolled her eyes: "Well, Aunt Jennifer, don't laugh at me, I can eat a pig now!" "Roast suckling pig?" Annie asked.
"Annie!" Angela stared at her immediately, the latter laughing and helping Jennifer get her food for her.
The girl killed her dinner in the kitchen, because she did n’t need to go to the restaurant, and she was really hungry, so the movement of eating made Jennifer shake her head: "Dear, I think you can slow down and eat too fast. You are not good. "
"I know, I'm just hungry. You know I have never eaten so late." Angela shrugged and put the last piece of chicken in her mouth. "Don't worry, I'm better than at least a few days ago. A lot, isn't it? "
Jennifer shook her head and added a glass of juice to her, while Annie on the side said, "Yes, congratulations, Angie. Although you didn't get the best album and best single, you won the most. Best pop female singer! "
Angela froze for a moment, remembering that it was still Grammy's awards ceremony today.
"Really, Annie?" Angela looked at the other side with a surprised expression, and there was so little to believe that she suddenly regretted not going to the scene.
"Of course it is true," Annie nodded again and again. "Mrs. Elena asked me to record the entire awards ceremony, and after a little while the ceremony is over, I'll take it to your bedroom."
"Thank you, Annie." Angela smiled, and threw away the regrets that had just occurred. If she did go to the scene, I don't know when I can complete the script.
"By the way, do you know which song got the best short music video?" She asked again, and Anne tilted her head and thought: "If you remember correctly, it should be your musical."
"Awesome!" Angela cheered, and then drank the juice from the glass. After telling Annie to take the video to her as soon as possible, she ran out of the kitchen and returned to the bedroom. Then she picked up the phone and went to New York, although Liv should know, although this award has nothing to do with her, she still wanted to congratulate her.
But when she wanted to pick up the phone, she hesitated again. Knowing that Los Angeles and New York were separated by several time zones, Liv should be sleeping at this time?
Just then, the phone rang suddenly, startled her, and took the phone after calming down: "Hello?"
"Well ... is ... is Angie?" The other person's voice was clear, but it was Natalie! This surprised Angela a little: "Hi, nat! I'm so glad to receive your call, how are you?"
"Well, I'm fine ... Well, I actually want to congratulate you on getting the best pop female singer, and that's it." Natalie let it go, saying her purpose.
"This is really good. I wanted to call you, but I don't know if you are sleeping." Angel Ramen said without changing the color, "but I didn't go to the scene."
"Yes, I know, so I just ... just called you now." Natalie's voice was hesitant, apparently she was struggling with whether to call her.
Angela could not help feeling a little moved, almost blurted out: "I want to kiss you, nat!"
"what?"
"I want to kiss you, I want to soothe you, I want to take off your clothes, want to press you underneath, want to kiss all over your body, every inch of your skin ..." She murmured as if in a magic He murmured that what appeared in his head was his body and Natalie lingering, until a voice came over there: "Enough!"
Angela woke up and stopped at the beginning of her dream, listening to the wheezing sounds from there, and what else she wanted to say, there was only a click in the earpiece. The girl smiled and shook her head. Was there such an expression? What the is going on?
Alas, I actually planned to solve it today, but when I woke up in the morning, I saw a piece of regrettable news, which has been a little depressed, so only 4000 words, sorry) 2k novel reading network