I’m in Hollywood

A week later, the school’s play was completely over, and the crew began shooting other scenes.

"Wow, wow." Susan Sarandon walked in front of Eric, stretched out her hands and pinched it on Eric's face, and smacked it: "You and my husband's true image, aren't they?" ?"

"Uh huh!" Eric snorted in Susan's voice.

"That's my ex-husband, it's weird."

“It’s really weird,” Eric agreed.

"What the **** is going on?" Susan continued.

At this time, Penny Marshall, who was watching the monitor, shouted: "Card, Eric, you laughed again. This is the fifth time, the fifth time! Can't you restrain some?"

In people's usual beliefs, the temper of the director's creature is not very good, which is quite normal. Faced with the actor's NG time and time, the time and money of the crew are wasted, and the person with the best temper will be mad at the knife.

In this case, Eric can only apologize again and again: "Sorry, Penny, I promise, I will try not to laugh out next time.

Penny Marshall turned over the eyes of a boss. Obviously, Eric was not guaranteed for the first time: "Everyone is buried, ready to come again."

Susan Sarandon next to Eric said: "Eric, when I wait to lick your face, you can try to spread your gaze and don't focus on me."

"Okay, Ms. Sarandon, I will try it."

Seriously, the laughter of this scene is really not very high, but I know that Eric can't help but laugh.

Starting to shoot again, Eric, according to Susan Sarandon's suggestion, took a hard and dangerous smile. This shot was finally passed after six times of tossing.

During the break, Eric walked over to Susan Sarandon: "Ms. Sarandon, I really thank you."

"Nothing, Eric, just call me Susan. Actually, you still have talent. I haven't seen the first act yet, just like you are such a great actor."

"Oh, thank you. That, Susan, can I ask you a question?"

"Please say?"

Eric said: "I want to know, Susan, how good is your body?"

"Wow, Eric, can I praise you when you are?" Susan Saranden raised her eyebrows and asked with a sly smile.

Noting Susan Sarandon's meaningful smile, Eric suddenly remembered that the beautiful prostitute in front of him, but Hollywood's famous old-fashioned young cows eat young grass, and several boyfriends who are looking for consecutively are younger than themselves. More than ten years old, even in his 60s, he plans to marry his 32-year-old boyfriend.

"No, Susan, it's actually my... girlfriend, she is losing weight recently, so I wonder if I can get some advice from you."

"Oh, it turns out that losing weight is not an easy task. I just met a good fitness consultant. She opened a women's fitness club in Beverly Hills. She is also an excellent dietitian. You can bring The girlfriend goes to her to do some consultation, she will give your girlfriend a reasonable weight loss plan."

"So, Susan, can you leave me an address?"

"Of course, no problem," Susan Sarandon asked the assistant for a pen and paper, and quickly wrote a note to Eric. Eric took the note and thanked him and turned away.

Just sitting down to his resting position, Drew quickly pulled his chair and leaned against Eric. The ghosts came together: "Hey, Eric, Susan just wrote something for you, is it a date? address?"

Eric pushed Drew closer and closer to the face: "Of course, you also saw it, I like mature women, so you don't have to work hard for this 13-year-old girl."

"Ha!" Drew chuckled, she was a joke, and Eric’s generous admitment was tantamount to negating this possibility. Then I said: "I heard that children who have no mother since childhood have grown up with Oedipus complex. Are you the same?"

Obviously, Drew has some understanding of Eric's family situation.

"Hey, Drew, this is not a good topic."

Drew thought that Eric was angry about hearing about his mother and had to spit out his tongue.

"Eric, after you finish work today, would you please dinner me?"

Eric shook his head: "No, please ask me and please Annie."

"That big fat girl, do you want to make her a Tyrannosaurus!"

Eric is a bit curious. Has anyone used dinosaurs to describe fat girls in this age?

"Tyrannosaurus Rex? Drew, do not you think, my face was inappropriate to say my girlfriend? If you are a man, maybe now I'm going to beat you up."

"Hey, don't think I don't know. You two are not male and female friends now, but I heard about her audition. Her role is that James looks at your face and gives it to her. If you are proud, you will not be your girlfriend now, at least until the end of the filming. It is a hypocritical woman."

"Drew," Eric looked serious: "You say that again, I will think about it again."

"Okay, okay," Drew raised his hands to make a surrender: "Then I will ask you to eat at the head office? After dinner, we can find a place to talk about your "Jurassic Park". It is awesome to write. Now, I officially announced that I am now a fan of Mr. Eric Williams."

Eric said: "Don't make trouble, Drew, will your mother agree to mess with you?"

"That woman," Drew looked disgusted: "As long as she doesn't sign the check, she is too lazy to take care of me."

It seems that Drew Barrymore’s prejudice against his mother has gone deep into the bone marrow. It’s no wonder that in the past, Drew’s break with the family was so thorough after he was sixteen years old.

There are a lot of shots about Eric today, and even his young body is too much to eat. After the work was finished, some tiredly walked to the parking lot. It was quickly discovered that Drew was chasing like a follower.

"Hey, Eric, you promised to ask me for dinner, not to slip away."

Eric stopped and said: "Drew, don't take it for granted. When will I promise you, go back soon."

"No," Drewula lived in Eric's arm. The arrogant expression quickly became pitiful. "I have already sent the assistant away. You won't be assured that a little girl will go home alone, meet the bad guys." What should I do, they will drag me to the corner and kill them first?"

Eric has had a lot of immunity to Drew’s full-featured face-changing skills. He’s not convinced: “No, you’re alone, I’m at ease, let’s go, I’m tired for a day. Go back to rest."

Drew saw that he was pitiful and useless, his eyes turned, his hands raised, and the blond hair was smashed, and the shoulder strap of his vest was pulled off. The small claws were gently scratched on the tender flesh of the chest. A few red seals appeared soon, then looked up at Eric, and his eyes were wide and tears. "If you disagree, I will sit on the ground and call for help. I believe the Los Angeles police will harass the sex." The underage of the underage girl is a profound lesson."

Eric grabbed his forehead and slammed his temples.

Dasheng, you have to quickly show off the little goblin that makes waves!

boom--

Eric depressed the door and put the key into the car. He asked Delu, who was sitting in the co-pilot position: "Well, you won Drew, let's go, where are we going?"

"Mastro restaurant, I want to eat steak."

"As you wish, Queen, by the way, where is the Mastro restaurant?"

Drew first looked at Eric with contempt, and then suddenly excitedly said: "Or, let me drive?"

"Don't think, I don't want to be troubled by the police, hurry up to address, or I just pick one."

Drew screamed at the restaurant address with a small mouth, and Eric drove to the destination.