Hollywood Road

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Gradually, the topic of the two sides turned back to the film side. Jennifer Mona asked, "Since entering Hollywood, you have directed a total of four films, all with a strong dark wind. Is this related to your own experience? Is it related? Or is it the misfortune of your childhood life that has affected your creative style?"

"It has nothing to do," Murphy denied directly. "It is true that I grew up in the downtown of Los Angeles and came from a slum, but I am an optimistic and cheerful person by nature and will not be easily affected by negative emotions."

He opened his hand and said, "Let's put it this way, this style is just my personal preference and has nothing to do with my experience."

Jennifer Mona frowned slightly, obviously not believing what Murphy said. Of course, she also knew that few people told the truth in this kind of interview, and the agent or public relations must have done a lot of preparation work before the other party came.

"Director Stanton, there are a lot of dark wind movies," Jennifer Mona didn't plan to let him go easily, "but the cruel, **** scale is as big as your four films, but not many can be shown on a large scale in theaters. Don’t you think this will bring some negative effects to people and our society? Especially in "Chain Saw", it is said that the Texas police cracked a massacre at the beginning of this year, and the killer used a kind of joint twisting type. The agency..."

"I don't think so!" Murphy leaned on the sofa with a steady and powerful voice. "Film is a kind of entertainment above all. All normal-minded people can distinguish the difference between film and reality. Those who have problems with a film People have their own problems. Even if they don’t watch a movie, can we ignore the existence of these problems?"

"If someone blames this kind of thing on a movie or a director," he shook his head, "we can only say that our education and our society have failed too much..."

Not only will Jennifer Mona meet the matter of going online, but Murphy will also do the same.

Having said that, this is North America, and few people will really rely on this kind of thing in a movie.

Afterwards, the sharp questions gradually decreased, and the atmosphere of the interview gradually eased. Jennifer Mona began to ask some personal questions, "How long have you been with Gal Gadot?"

In essence, "Vanity Fair" is a gossip magazine. Murphy knows this very well and is prepared for this, and replied casually, "It's been a while."

"How many girlfriends is she yours?" The other party was very inquisitive.

Murphy still responded vaguely, "I don't remember clearly."

Jennifer Mona's gossip topic still revolves around Gal Gadot, "She is now the Miss Universe of Israel, will she enter Hollywood development in the future?"

"Not for the time being," Murphy shook his head. "The future depends on her personal wishes."

Outside the interview room, Grace and Bill Rossis kept looking through the glass wall, watching Murphy and Jennifer Mona inside. Everything went smoothly unexpectedly. Murphy did not use the excuse of taking a break to interrupt the interview and came out. For help.

"He used to be a freelance journalist," Bill Rossis whispered. "He also pitted Kobe Bryant. He has no less experience in this area than you and me."

Grace nodded, "I worry about other things."

Although she didn't say it explicitly, Bill Rossis could understand and said, "Don't worry too much, I believe Murphy will take care of it."

Fortunately, Murphy is just a director, and even if there is something in the future, it won't make a lot of noise.

The door of the interview room was pushed open from inside, Murphy walked out, Bill Rossis and Grace immediately greeted him.

"How is it?" Bill Rossis asked.

"It's okay," Murphy squeezed his eyebrows, feeling a little tired. "It's more tiring to deal with reporters than shooting a short film."

"You go back and rest first," Bill Rossis patted his arm lightly. "Grace and I will talk to them again."

This kind of interview is not only to communicate before the interview, but also to communicate after the interview, and try to avoid unfavorable news that may be published.

Murphy nodded, "I'm leaving now."

The interview will be published in the form of cover news on Vanity Fair in early May. Bill Rossis and Grace still have time to communicate and adjust, and in the next two days, Vanity Fair will separately respond to Robert Jr. Downey, James Franco, Seth Rogen, and Jonah Hill conducted an interview as a supplement to this interview.

When he came to the parking lot and got in his car, Murphy took out his cell phone to check the time, and then dialed the cell phone number given to Gal Gadot.

Probably today’s training is over, and the bell rang a few times before being connected.

"Hi, Murphy," Gael Gadot's accented clear English sounded in the receiver, "the interview is over?"

"It's over," Murphy's mood obviously improved when he heard this voice. "Have you finished your training? Am I going to pick you up?"

"I'm already resting, come here, I'll wait for you," she asked again, "Where do we go for dinner, it's best not to be too far away, and there is a body class at 8 o'clock in the evening."

"It's in Malibu," Murphy switched to the phone and started the car. "I made an appointment with an old friend for dinner."

"Okay, I want to meet your friends too."

After hanging up the phone, Murphy drove around, entered North Hollywood to get rid of the paparazzi, and drove onto the coastal highway to Malibu.

When the sun was gradually level with the sea, his car stopped in front of the back door of the hotel in Malibu. He just wanted to pick up his cell phone to make a call. The heavily armed Gal Gadot had walked out of it. She was right. He beckoned, opened the door, and sat on the co-pilot.

First took off the big sunglasses that could cover the small half of his face, Gal Gadot took off the baseball cap again, and simply sorted out the dark brown hair that was combed into a ponytail, and leaned in to kiss Murphy's side heavily. .

After kissing Murphy, Gal Gadot just wanted to go back, but was surrounded by a slender gooseneck with a majestic arm. Murphy spotted the two red lips and imprinted them unceremoniously. .

Gal Gadot closed his eyes, moved closer to this side, hugged Murphy in his arms, and began to respond enthusiastically.

The kiss lasted for several minutes, until the car behind him was urging him to honk the horns of the hotel because he was blocking the back door of the hotel. The two separated. After Murphy started the car and drove onto the road, his breathing was still a little short, Gal-Gar Duo's face was red, and the clothes in some parts of her body seemed to have just been washed and dried, and there were a lot of wrinkles inexplicably.

"You messed up my makeup!" Gal Gadot glared at Murphy, opened the mirror on the windshield visor, took his handbag, and twisted his ****. "Why are your hands so strong?"

As she said, she gently rubbed her chest with one hand.

"Does it hurt you? Sorry," Murphy turned his head and glanced at the co-pilot. "Or I'll give you a massage."

Hearing this, Gal Gadot immediately showed a little alert, "I don't know if there was a paparazzi just now! Do you want me to be the target of tomorrow's gossip tabloids?"

Murphy smiled, slowed down a little, and said seriously, "I just miss you, Gail."

"Yeah." Gal Gadot nodded heavily, looking at Murphy's profile carved like marble. "These days, I have been thinking of you. I always dream of sleeping well at night, and the dreams are full of you."

Gail looked at Murphy in this way. When Murphy was driving, he turned to look at her from time to time. The car was quiet, and the sweet silence at this time was worth a thousand words.

It wasn't until the car stopped near a luxurious restaurant that Gal Gadot came back to his senses and quickly opened his handbag, "Don't go down, wait a while, I want to touch up my makeup."

She took out the foundation and lipstick, looked at the mirror on the visor, and skillfully touched up her makeup.

Murphy turned off the car and started the car, looking at her from a forty-five degree angle, Gal Gadot's profile face was perfect and could not find a suitable adjective. In his heart, it was like Aphrodite walking away. Down Olympia.

But another picture immediately appeared in his mind. The retro-style tight-fitting battle armor draped with ancient Greek fighting style, and the leaky shoulder breastplate was continuously contracting toward the waist in a V shape, giving people a kind of inverted triangle power beauty. The skirt with thighs exposed is full of rich details and stacking...

Bronze skin, flowing black hair, torch-like eyes, and **** ****, the more mature Gal Gadot seems to be about to emerge from the screen.

This is not Aphrodite, or Princess Diana-Plitz, the unique Amazon princess!

Seeing Gal Gadot on the co-pilot closing the visor, Murphy recovered, opened the door and got out of the car first, then walked to the other side to open the door for Gal Gadot, led her into the restaurant, and followed the door. The waiter whispered and went straight to the reserved position.

It was still early, and after waiting for a while, Carla Faith came over after making an appointment with Murphy.

"Carla, this is Gal Gadot, my girlfriend,"

Three people stood at the dinner table, and Murphy introduced the two women, "Gail, this is Carla Faith, my good friend."

Gal Gadot shook hands with Carla Faith and greeted her to sit down. After Carla Faith sat down, he sat next to Murphy.

A waiter brought a menu, and the three ordered the dishes separately. Gal Gadot and Carla Faith ordered very little food. Obviously they knew that dinner was the enemy of keeping in shape.

From sitting down, Gal Gadot looked at Carla Faith without a trace. She didn’t mean anything else. She just felt that behind this woman’s beautiful blonde hair and delicate makeup, there seemed to be an unusually powerful aura. She is very familiar with this kind of aura, and she often sees it in Israeli mothers.

And her mother is a standard career-oriented strong woman.

Gal Gadot gently stabbed Murphy with a hand under the table. Murphy immediately understood her intentions and gave a detailed introduction, "Gail, didn’t you always want to be a career-oriented woman? You can talk to Kara Ask for some experience, she is now the deputy director of Fox TV One..."

"Not anymore," Carla Faith smiled and shook his head. "From next week, I will enter the 20th Century Fox..."