Chapter 80: Summer vacation in New York (1)

"I praise myself, sing myself,
What I assume you will also assume,
Because every atom that belongs to me also belongs to you.
I walked and invited my soul,
I leaned over and watched a piece of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, is formed in this soil, this air,
It ’s the parents who gave birth here. The parents also gave birth here. Their parents are the same.
I, now thirty-seven years old, have been very healthy in my lifetime.
Hope it will always be so until it dies.
Creed and school are ignored for the time being,
And take a step back, knowing that their current situation is sufficient, but it is by no means forgotten,
Whether I am good or evil, I allow my opinions to be free,
Follow nature and keep the original vitality. "
Leaning on a park bench, the brown-haired girl followed her fingertips, whispering Whitman's poems, Bai Nen's calf swinging back and forth with the caressing breeze, wearing light blue sandals hanging Little feet gently on the ground from time to time, keeping the calf uniform, the books placed on the thighs fluctuated slightly with the rhythm, and the writing on the paper danced.
The west-facing sun exuded a golden yellow afterglow, which fell on her, pulling out a long figure. The girl read slowly with a smile, looking quiet and beautiful.
Suddenly it was dark, and she covered her eyes with her hands from behind, followed by a sharp, goose bumping voice in her ears: "Hey, little girl, shall we play a game, okay? Sugar reward! "
The bad intentions in the tone were very obvious, so this really made the girl panic at first, but she soon heard the glee in the tonal voice, so she calmed down immediately, keeping her posture still, not talking.
"If you don't speak, it's the default. I promise you will have a good time." The sharp voice continued to say, but the girl calmed down, no matter what the other person said, it was just thinking without speaking. Who is joking with her.
Finally, after the man behind said a lot of words, the girl still did not respond, and could not help but aggravated his voice and said fiercely, "Okay, then let's start our game!" The girl reached the girl's head Beside his face, it seems that it is about to start.
And the girl who hasn't talked at the moment finally opened her mouth: "Ann ~ Ji ~ La ~"
The word seemed to be magical, and the man behind him froze. He asked for a while, "nat, how do you recognize it?"
Natalie poked away her hand that was still covering her eyes, turned her head and looked at Angela, who was leaning forward on her back on the bench, and said with a smile: "You said the last When you say that, your accent is exposed, and I'm very good at distinguishing accents. "
"Okay, it looks like I'm not doing homework yet." Angela pouted and went round to sit side by side with Natalie, but she didn't know that Natalie hadn't completely told the truth just now, except to hear her Besides the sound, she smelled her!
Natalie doesn't know what's going on, but when Angela brought her head up, she did smell a faint and fragrant fragrance, and the smell was intimate in the bathroom She had smelled it. Although everyone had their own scent, Natalie was not a puppy after all, so she was surprised that she could tell that it was Angela's taste.
"How did you get here? Also, did my father betray me or my mother betray me?" Natalie asked, holding up her hands.
"Why can't I come here? Is it already occupied by the Martians?" Angela shrugged, spreading her hands.
Natalie could only roll her eyes and explain, "I'm asking, why do you come here, New York, Long Island, Winnet Park!"
"I went to New York because I was going to summer vacation, I went to Long Island because my grandpa lived here, and I went to Winnett Park because you were here, nat, I miss you." Angela blinked and let Na Tally couldn't help but think of that intimate contact that day.
Hell, what happened to me? She asked herself in her heart that in the past few months, she had forgotten what happened that day, but Angela made her think again and clearly. This does not mean that she hates Angela, but she always feels that kind of behavior makes her a little uneasy. It feels like everyone is looking at herself as a thief.
"What are you looking at?" Angela came over again, reaching out and turning over the book in Natalie's hand.
"Ah, yes, in the summer I often come to this small park to find a place to read alone, anyway, this is not far from home." Natalie nodded, and then sighed with emotion. : "A lot of books are read here," Charlotte's Web "," The Prince and the Poor ", and" The Adventures of Hack. Briffin ", oh," Uncle Tom's Cabin "is also in I've finished reading here. "She didn't notice that Angela leaned her head and muttered in a low voice: Sure enough she was a talented student.
"By the way, Angie, have you read The Blade of Grass?" Natalie suddenly raised the book in Yang's hand. "I read it today for the first time, although I don't fully understand what Mr. Whitman wants to express. Things, but they resonate. "
"Well ... yes, I have read some, not too much, but I remember the English novelist dh Lawrence once commented that he was the first to shoot at the cliché of 'human soul is higher than '!" Angela coughed, said with a firm chest, fortunately, the story about Whitman can still be remembered to some extent, and when I read the book in my father's study, I occasionally squinted a few times, or maybe today It's about to go out.
So in order to prevent Natalie from asking related questions again, this unskilled guy started to shift the topic: "Yes, nat, how is it like making a movie? I believe you must be doing well!"
"I also think I did a good job, but ... for the feeling ..." Natalie remembered for a moment, showing an expression that she liked and disliked, "Mr. Renault is a gentleman, and Gary Odenman Mr. is also very funny in private, but Luc Besson ... "
She bit her lip and said for a while: "He actually asked me to wear nothing under the towel when I was shooting in the bathroom!"
"What?" Angela opened her eyes wide. "That's too much! But ... did you agree?"
"Of course not! Mother didn't agree. After repeated negotiations, Mr. Renault did not recommend this, so he let him withdraw the decision." Natalie shook her head, apparently disliked Luc Besson.
"Well, this is my mistake. I shouldn't give the script to that Frenchman." Angela looked up, and she was very speechless about Luc Besson, even though he had already wiped out the play in the bathroom. But that guy didn't die, he wanted to add, wouldn't the French be uncomfortable without adding a few exposed lenses to the movie?
If you are not afraid that "Killer" is inferior to the original, if you did not accidentally send the script ... Forget it, the filming is finished, no matter if it is useless, unless you go back to life again. However, it does point out that directors and producers are the biggest. Maybe you should go to the film school as a director, and then ... the hidden rules ...
Angela squinted and looked at Natalie, but then she turned back to her own thoughts, the hidden rules of the hell, and her physical fitness, who might be hidden by the rules, which is really annoying. topic.
"Now, nat, if Luc Besson's guy invited me to soundtrack the movie, I'll help you reprimand him!" Angela said with a small fist.
"You go to the soundtrack for the movie?" Natalie asked skeptically.
"Of course ... well, I told him so, I can arrange the soundtrack for the movie, but it doesn't look like he believes it, at least until now I haven't heard from me." Angela shrugged.
"Well, the soundtrack master, if you want to help me reprimand him, you can take the initiative to fly to Paris to his office, pointing at his nose in front of him and preaching, but not after he invites you to go That's what you do. "Natalie's weird elf grimaced, very cute.
"Hey, I'm serious, I sent the theme song in April." Angela said busyly, as if afraid of Natalie's disbelief, and then said clearly: "You know, I have already sold one Zhang ep is a popular song, and a pure music piano ep is under preparation, and it is still based on my three popular songs ... "
Before she finished speaking, Natalie opened her eyes and interrupted, "Wait, Angie, aren't you trying to say, you are Miss Am?"
Angela froze and suddenly remembered that the pure music ep had already been released in early July, right? Heck, because of physical problems, she forgot about this. She was busy asking: "Have you heard of" Recall "?"
Natalie shrugged, then took out a rudimentary ep from her backpack and raised it: "I do n’t listen to pop music very often, but Ellie from my neighbor recommended this pure music ep to me, so Bought back, very good, I like it very much, and then I went to find the first ep of Miss am, which is also very good, she can write those good songs, and can also make them into piano songs, but it is not true not simple."
After that, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Angela. She didn't want to lie to me. Angela pursed her lips for a moment, then got closer, and said, "Can you come to my grandfather's house after dinner? Or just go to my grandfather's house for dinner? "
"What are you going to do?" Natalie winced and asked.
"I have a friend from the UK. She is studying at the University of Cambridge. She chose a topic on the establishment and development of New York in the 17th century during the summer vacation. We need a guide to take us around in New York. You know, although I I often come to New York and I do n’t know much about you here, so let ’s talk about it, of course, more importantly—
Angie stretched out his hands, held it in front of Natalie, and forced it with a sneer. Fist: "I will teach you how to play those two songs in" Recall "with the piano!" 2k novel reading network