Chapter 132: Classic image?

. After the door was closed heavily, Angela collapsed into the seat, her right hand was not able to lift up completely. I only watched it on TV in the previous life. I was envious of the scene. After I really came to myself, She can only complain of discomfort.
Signed 2671 records in 3 hours. This is a very good result. The highest record is just over 3,000. Of course, it is a bit tricky. Instead of signing her full name, she signed the same symbol. Am, after all, the name of Miss Am is well known after the release of two ep.
Although the results seem to be average, in fact, the number of signed albums is not even half of the total number, which means that at least 6,000 fans came to the scene! This is what Angela didn't expect. When singing on the stage, looking at the dense crowd below, she couldn't help feeling like she was in a dream.
Many fans are disappointed because they did n’t get the signature. The girl can only say that I ’m sorry. In the first 3 hours, it ’s already the limit. Secondly, in addition to boys and girls, there are still a few uncle characters, regardless of them. Did you sign for her child? Angela always felt that they looked at her with a strange look. Psychological role? who knows! So ... forget it.
"We can go." Spiro then sat in the co-pilot and nodded to David and Angela who drove. "Everyone is gone, the record company, the media reporter, etc."
"Are they gone?" Angela asked.
"Everyone is gone."
After getting an affirmative answer, the dark black started to launch. This is a new car arranged by the father. Even if there are hidden paparazzi outside, it will not be recognized.
"You look tired, Angie." Spiro said, looking at the girl in the rearview mirror.
"What?" Angela, who had leaned on the back and squinted her eyes almost to fall asleep, asked, and then she reacted and yawned: "Yes, after all, it was followed by the signing, slightly Some can't stand it. "
"Have you considered that, Angie, maybe you can put aside some other work for now, you have done too much, screenwriter, movie, singing, etc. You only passed your 13th birthday last month." Sparrow continued to look into the rearview mirror.
"What's wrong? What does mom and dad mean? Or is the National Child Protection Association coming again?" Angela asked with a blink.
"No, it's just my personal opinion." Sparrow shook his head. "After all, children of the same age as you are still in school, even a very famous child star-such as that of Macquarie King. , And it wo n’t be as busy as you, so it will not be good for your growth. "
"Thank you, Uncle Sparrow, for your concern," Angela laughed and stretched comfortably. "But please don't look at me as a 13-year-old. I know what I'm doing. I You know what I want to do, please do n’t worry about me, okay? If you just worry about the intensity of work, do n’t forget, I ’m also protected by the Children ’s Act!

"Well, I'm just talking about my opinions." Spiro shrugged, and then said, "But can I tell Mr. Jared?"
"Oh, of course, it's okay. I hope so. He has been back late for so many days. If he can come back early because he wants to talk to his daughter alone, that would be great." Talking about the girls started to complain, so that both the agent and the driver could not help laughing.
"Okay, I'm taking a nap now, please call me when I get home," Angela said, lying down on the seat, turning her face and closing her eyes inside.
You should send a good card to Mr. Sparrow. With Angela thinking so, he definitely doesn't know that after 7 or 8 years, there will be a lot of examples of acting and singing or singing and performing. But a little bit ahead of course. Of course, you ca n’t be like a double-sided person. You ca n’t act as a full-time actor, you ca n’t be a full-time singer. But if Mr. Sparrow knew that he was planning to be a director and producer at the same time, what would he look like?
Speaking of which, the director-directed books I bought always seem to be dizzying, although in New Zealand, as long as she is not there, she will carefully observe how Ms. Campion directed and adjusted the scene and how Guided the shooting, but always looked at the flowers in the fog. Well, maybe I'm anxious, maybe I can buy a video camera or camera, and do the independent shooting first? Alas, if only there was a dv now ... in a wild thought, Angela finally fell asleep.
When she woke up again, the car had already entered the yard and stopped at the gate. Angela rubbed her eyes and got up from the seat. After greeting with Spello and David, the girl got out of the car and went to the door. Running, Jennifer, who had already received the news, was waiting for her with milk as she had been waiting for school, and a hot towel.
After taking the milk and drinking it, and wiping his face with a hot towel to relieve fatigue, Angela couldn't wait to ask, "Aunt Jennifer, where is your mother?"
"Mrs. is in the living room, and ..." The housekeeper's words weren't finished yet. The girl ran in and made her shake her head and smiled bitterly.
The belly-bellied Elena was sitting on the sofa in the living room at this moment. Seeing that her daughter was back, she was about to wave her hand. Angela was already cheering and rushed over. Of course, she carefully avoided the mother's belly and kneeled on the sofa. She put her hands around her mother's neck, and kissed Elena's face. Then she put her head down and put her ears on her mother's belly. The monkey anxiously heard it. Since she knew what was inside her mother's belly, After twins, this is always the case.
For the troubled daughter, Elena could only smile bitterly and stroke her head gently: "Well, dear, don't do that."
"Are they asleep? Why can't I hear anything?" Angela blinked and looked at her mother, her voice softened a lot, as if she was afraid of waking the two little guys.
"Yes, falling asleep, so don't bother them, okay?" Elena sighed.
"Maybe I can hear them snoring?" Angela still put her head on her mother's lower abdomen and refused.
"Okay, you can listen," Elena finally rolled her eyes. "But before that, listen to what George has to say to you, okay?"
Angela blinked a little at a loss, then reacted, raising her head violently, and sitting on the opposite sofa was the awkward George Wells.
"Joe ... Mr. George!" The girl was a bit stunned, thinking of her mother with all her heart. She didn't find anyone else in the room. She quickly jumped up, sat upright, and explained with a stammer: "Hug ... Sorry, I didn't find you also ... "
"It's okay, it's nothing," George waved his hand with a smile, as if driving away the embarrassment from the past. "Miss Angela has always given me the image of being a little grown-up calm, and it is rare to see innocence On the other hand, it looks like I'm still lucky, isn't I? "
The girl froze and said slightly dissatisfied, "Are you complimenting me, or sarcastic about me, Mr. George?"
George smiled and spread his hands, not speaking.
Then Elena stood up. "Well, Chris, I won't disturb your conversation with Mr. George."
"Okay, mother, be careful." Angela held her mother until Jennifer came over, took her arm after taking Elena's arm, and watched her mother enter the back room again. Waiting for George.
"Is there something wrong with the script? Mr. George?" The girl coughed softly and said.
"Yes, no." George shrugged.
"Oh?"
"Let's put it this way, Mr. Anthony has supplemented the content of the psychologist based on your original script. I think this script is novel and worth investing in!" He paused and said seriously: "But I hope You can play this role, Miss Angela! "
"What?" The girl opened her eyes wide and smiled a little. "How come you think about letting me play this role? Mr. George? Or—" She thought about it, "You want me to play against that little boy?"
"No, no, Angela," George shook his head again and again. "I mean, we can redefine the script and change that boy into a girl!"
After waiting for Angela to speak, he immediately went on to say, "I and the company's screenwriters have discussed that they have a positive opinion about changing to a girl. In this way, the humanistic care of the movie will become even heavier."
"But at the same time, the impact will also be smaller, after all, the little boy's infection from this weird thing is stronger than the little girl. After all, men are born by God ... strong." The girl said at the end, the tone could not help Some are slightly sour.
"It depends on your acting skills, Angela, the girl also has a strong side, doesn't she?" George smiled slightly slyly. "Like someone in front of me?"
"Are you pointing me?"
"No, I'm talking about Mrs. Elena."
Angela rolled her eyes, and hesitated about George's opinion.
"You don't have to answer me now, Miss Angela," George also read it, shrugging: "You can think about it, of course, personally, I hope you can act, I think ..."
After a long pause, he continued to say, "I think you can leave a classic screen image for the audience!"
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