Vol 4 Chapter 4: A muddy life

Jie moved the cup inside. Angela, who was sitting quietly in the corner, looked at the men and women dancing on the dance floor, and there was a trace of disgust in her eyes. Even so she didn't get up and leave here. Or sip a little bit of wine in his glass on the noisy music, watching all this coldly.
"Hey, beautiful lady, don't you feel lonely drinking alone here?" The sound of laughter came from the side, followed by a dressed up guy sitting in front of Angela, standing hair, thick hair, thick The thick foundation and heavy eyes smoked, as if the net had emerged from the zombie movie.
Angela frowned slightly, pulled the brim of her peaked cap and replied in a cold tone: "I don't think so."
However, it seemed as if the other party didn't hear it. Hehe said with a smile: "Usually, girls who don't think they are actually eager to communicate with others. It's nothing. Everyone likes to say something wrong, but it's too frank here. You need to know here It ’s the place where we let out, let me,

"Well, sir, I just want to be alone." Angela said coldly.
"Oh, don't do this, beautiful lady, it will be very heartbreaking." The guy showed an exaggerated expression, the thick foundation trembled with his movements and looked quite disgusting, but he didn't know it The guy not only didn't notice Angela's disgusting expression, but reached out to grab her hand.
Angela flinched, forbearing anger and said, "If you can, please leave me alone!"
The guy is still hippie with a smiley face and wants to post it: "Miss Beautiful, you know you are so
The next second, he swallowed back the words to be exited, because Angela stood up with two tall figures behind her. Although these two men are both dressed casually, the momentum displayed is obviously a figure of the bodyguard type. The punk young man quickly raised his hands and stood up: "Hug", sorry, bother you, I will leave immediately
He turned around and muttered what had gone, as if disdainful and mocking. Angela didn't care that he kept turning the cup in his hand until he got up subconsciously. After she got up, she found out what she was doing. She immediately bit her teeth and changed her face, but Buckett also stood up with them. After a few seconds of hesitation, she had to scream in the stomach and went outside.
When Abashiri walked out of the door, the car heard a clicking sound before the car came, and there was also a flash. Angela looked a little surprised, and the paparazzi who stole the photos saw that they had been found. Instead of converging, she walked up to her and kept pressing the shutter.
Their patience is really good. There was a slight obscure smile on Angela's mouth. She had recognized two of them before sneaking in the direction of the nightclub in the nightclub. I have some ideas! When I came out tonight, I didn't make up much, and tomorrow's headline is about Miss Angel lingering in the nightclub to get drunk.
Even if the reporters knew that she would have a red face after drinking a little wine, she wouldn't take it seriously, and she would write how to write to attract the eye. But what about that? Do I need to care? The irony of Angela's mouth became stronger, and the street was motionless as if several reporters around the camera were shooting wildly.
Soon, passersby around and men and women in the nightclub also noticed the situation on the street. But before they could react, Angela took a car and left. However, those reporters didn't seem to feel enough to shoot. They immediately rode on a motorcycle and followed the car. As soon as the car stopped at a red light, they immediately approached the window and shot wildly, even if they knew the window of Miss Angel's car. Paper is special. Besides, even if the windows are attached to both sides and the back, the front cannot always be attached.
"Are you going to shake them off, Miss?" Barker asked, frowning as he watched the increasingly arrogant reporters outside.
"No, just shoot them. Angela replied indifferently. It wasn't a day or two that the newspaper published her news of going in and out of the club anyway.
Since winning the best director in February. Her life began to become disordered, and the whole person was confused and didn't want to do anything and didn't know what to do. Without the plan, the movie department will not worry about it any more, and the blog will leave a sentence of "vacation" and never update it. For the first few days she would practice music or draw. But over time she began to become more and more dazed, in addition to being dazed or dazed at home.
Angela also wanted to try to really get drunk at nightclubs, but being alone in that environment would only make her feel disgusted, and drinking was even more impossible. And what she didn't understand was that as long as ten o'clock passed, she would get up and leave, even if she shouted in her heart what to do, but her legs seemed to not listen to the command at all. Is this because of a long-term habit, or because of something else, she doesn't know and doesn't want to know.
damn! You are all against me! Even Anne! Asshole! Asshole! !! In the car, what seemed to be indifferent Angela was screaming frantically in her heart. There seemed to be something to break out.
However, she just shouted in her heart. Maybe there is a hint of reason or other considerations, who knows? In short, after starting her
cross-border behavior
in her mouth,
Alas, the curtains were opened again, and even with Angela's eyes closed, the bright sunlight still made her eyelids red. Moaning in pain, she pulled the quilt over her head. But was immediately lifted off by Annie.
"You should get up, Angie." Annie said seriously, standing beside the bed.
"Hell, it's my business that I can't get up!" Angie on the bed said angrily with an arm in front of her.
"I can't imagine what it would be like to sleep in bed for more than ten hours." Annie said unmoved, "I slept. I slept. It is easy to get fat."
"I get fat when I get fat, I don't need to think about that much!" Angela waved her hands impatiently. She got up and snatched the quilt back from her hands and covered her head again.
Annie at the bed sighed with a wry smile. Then she said softly, "Angie, Manny is here."
Angela, who was still rolling around in the quilt, stopped suddenly, and then stretched her head out a few seconds later, looking at Annie with an inexplicable look: "You said, Manny is here? Here you are. ? "
"Yes" Looking at the longing, nervousness, fear, and disgust in her eyes, Annie felt a little pain in her heart. "She is still on the road, but it will take up to ten minutes to arrive, so"
Her voice became softer: "Put on clothes and freshen up."
After Annie left the room, Angela finally leaned up against the bed and sat up, staring a little loosely at the front, not knowing what she was thinking, holding her hands together and pinching. After a long time like this, she suddenly jumped up in awakening, hurriedly got out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash up. But halfway through the grooming, she stopped and looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly didn't want to do anything.
Hands raised and lowered, raised and lowered. After repeating this three or four times, Angela slammed a punch on the sink. After the painful fangs grinned, Chang's breath continued to clear up.
After finishing my makeup, I picked out my clothes. Angela then left the bedroom and went downstairs. Although it is customary to simply wear a t-shirt and jeans, it is much better than wearing clothes casually a few days ago.
"Hi, Angie." Scarlett, who was talking to Annie in the living room, noticed something that turned her head, and there was a flash of excitement and anxiety on the face of Angela standing at the entrance of the stairs. She seemed eager to step forward and hug one. But hesitated for a few seconds and never acted.
"Hi Manny," Angela greeted, her lips trembling slightly. She had actually stood there for several minutes, but she never knew what to say.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little weird. Fortunately, Annie joked: "You have finally come down. I was thinking if I shouldn't show up again, should I take Manny up to see your breathtaking sleep posture.
Angela and Scarlett twitched at the same time. Although the two laughed for different reasons, they became easier. Annie immediately left to make tea, and Angela talked to Scarlett.
"At the premiere of" The Devil Wears Podara ", has the movie been released yet? Angela asked in surprise.
"Yes, I heard Mr. McKinley said he was going to invite you to the premiere, but you quit." Scarlett smiled helplessly, and stared at Angela with her bright eyes blinking.
"Oh, this" was probably Elliott's resignation for me. I told her that during the vacation, don't let people disturb me.
"Holiday" Scarlett repeated the word mutteringly, her eyes flashing again. Noticing this, Angela guessed what she was thinking, and immediately pretended to say easily: "You don't think that the tabloids are all true. Manny?"
"Of course not, just, you know, a picture is worth a thousand words." Scarlett did not hide.
"I went to the club to find inspiration. See if I could," explained Angela, who made a movie about young people's lives. "Moreover, you know, even if I drink a small glass, I will blush."
"Yeah, I know." Scarlett continued without thinking. After waking up, both of them became a little uncomfortable.
Fortunately Annie came over with black tea at the moment: "This is yours, Manny, I should not forget your taste."
"Thank you." Scarlett hurriedly took a sip and nodded in approval. "It's great.
"The temperature should be lower," said Angela after having tasted her black tea. "It's already very hot, Annie, you might as well make some iced black tea when you have time."
When she came here, she suddenly thought of something and said, "Yes, it's so hot. Let's go swimming. I haven't swimed in a long time."
Scarlett hesitated, and finally nodded: "Okay."
Well, it wo n’t be updated tomorrow. It depends on the situation. It ’s not that I do n’t write, but I plan to write the next plot in one breath, and then send it out, so that you may see a little more comfortable, and I write more smoothly . So, if I did n’t change it tomorrow, it was definitely not that I deliberately determined to see clearly! 2k novel reading network