Chatty Hollywood

　　 "I was wrong before, Charlotte Booth, you are not a fool—"

　　 Looking at the talking man in front of him, Sally decided to correct her judgment half an hour ago.

　　 "You are a liar, a clumsy liar!"

　　 "...Actually, I feel this way myself."

Being denounced as a liar, Charlotte couldn't help but smile. From China in 2017 back to the United States in 1993, her name changed from "Charlotte" in Chinese to "Charlotte" in English. If this experience is to be heard, Will definitely be considered a liar.

　　 However, Charlotte, or Charlotte now, is not naive enough to tell this incredible adventure to a girl who just met. The reason why he was identified as a liar by the girl was actually another.

"I didn't mean to lie to you, but when I opened my eyes in a coma, I saw such an amazing beauty standing in front of me. Anyone would suspect that it was a dream, so that my brain was confused and incoherent— "

　　 "So, you are not a botched liar, but a botched striker, are you?"

　　 was so robbed of the beauty by the beauty, Charlotte could only nod and smile wryly. Who makes life far more bizarre than novels, and tells the truth even more unbelievable!

Seeing Sally's first glance, Charlotte discovered through her little chance to use the Spirit Quest before, that this beautiful blond and blue-eyed child has the aura that she has been searching for for many years-a kind of ghost unique breath.

　　 After all, although aura is hard to find in this Age of Dharma, it does not mean that it is always colorful when it appears. In fact, according to the knowledge that Charlotte learned from the old ghosts, the only thing that would make the aura that should have seemed to be indistinguishable from mist radiate colorful light, only the breath of various ghosts.

　　—That is to say, this girl named Sally must have been in contact with some ghost recently, and she will leave a strong ghost atmosphere on her body, causing the nearby aura to glow.

　　—Of course, this kind of light can only be seen when Charlotte is using the Detective Technique. In the eyes of ordinary people, Sally is just a beautiful blonde girl;

　　 This discovery made Charlotte, who was quite calm and calm even in the face of such a bizarre event, excited, quite a kind of melancholy that Wu Gou finally used, so that tears flowed down her face. However, just as the old saying goes, misfortunes never come singly, but good fortunes never come. After life has given you a sweet date, you will always habitually attach a stick again to show fairness.

Needless to say, the tearful, contemptuous stupid look, what’s worse, afterwards, Charlotte was so excited that he forgot to pass the lessons of the past and told the story about ghosts. The result was naturally the front. That's it.

　　Speaking of which, this is quite normal. Even if it is Charlotte himself, if someone suddenly tells him something like "Your Excellency is going black, there will be a catastrophe coming soon" or something like that, he would be unreasonable.

　　 Uh, maybe I will go back to the last sentence with interest:

　　 "Really? Your Excellency has such a vision? I think that Your Excellency faces strangely, and his bones are amazed. This important task of safeguarding world peace is left to you!"

　　 In a sense, Sally’s answer also means this.

　　 "Since you can see through it, then I, a botched hitchhiker, won't be oblivious."

　　 If you fail to do anything, then you can do it again. Charlotte decided to regroup and save the country.

　　 "Beautiful lady, can you have a drink?"

　　—Since you have been considered a liar, you can simply use the liar's method. Anyway, I haven't done this before.

　　 "This... alright!"

　　 After hesitating, Sally finally agreed, as Charlotte expected.

In fact, for Charlotte, who was stunned by herself in order to save herself, Sally did not doubt that the other party had any evil intentions, but the first impression left by the latter was not very good, so she hesitated for a while. Promise it down.

　　 This is more out of consideration for repaying favors, that is to say the so-called Pitydate.

　　 "But, you just woke up from a coma, so you're going to drink, is that okay?"

"certainly!"

　　 Charlotte shook his head, maybe it was the incidental enhancement of the crossing, he really didn’t feel any mental dizziness.

　　 "Even if I have a party with a large group of beauties tonight, I will definitely be fine."

　　 "I think your problem is more serious, and I don't even have a sense of consciousness."

　　 Sally glared at him with disgust, apparently understanding what he meant.

　　 "Even if you don't cherish your body, please cherish the U.S. dollar, callgirl asks for money!"

　　 "Really? I really haven't experienced this before, hehehe..."

　　 Charlotte smirked a little awkwardly, and ended the conversation, but there was a moment of depression in her heart—

　　Shit! I have been in the magic house for too long, and I don’t know how to talk to a woman! The statement just now is simply seeking a dead end!

　　 "Forget it, since you don't care about it, why should I worry about it?"

　　 Sally waved her hand.

　　 "There happens to be a bar I am more familiar with nearby, do you want to go?"

After 　　, she seemed to remember something. The girl shook her lips and added another sentence.

　　 "However, I have to pay the bill this time!"

"no problem!"

　　Charlotte simply agreed-the goal he had been searching for for many years finally revealed the light, how could he even care about a little money?

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　　 "...So, because of your arrangement, Mr. Director had a unique encounter. Should you call you Cupid, a ‘kind’ lady?"

　　 Charlotte, holding a wine glass, blinked at Sally, then couldn't help laughing again.

　　 "Oh, God, bless the miserable chrysanthemum of the poor director! May he not be bent!"

　　 Sally also laughed. Although Charlotte's words are very rude, Sally is not a daughter from the Upper East Side of New York. Moreover, it is the director who was teased.

　　 "It doesn't matter, if you are really bent, you can go to the fashion circle! There, Gay is at the top of the food chain."

　　 This can be said to be the first-hand experience of the former model Sally, and the reason why she switched to acting as an actor, in addition to the actual factor of the income gap between the two, is also one of the reasons why she has not been able to adapt to the style of fashion circles.

　　 "So, Sally, if you were to choose one more time, would you still choose to refuse the director's request?"

　　 Hearing this suddenly becoming a formal question, Sally suddenly felt that the wine in her mouth became bitter. She crooked the corners of her mouth boringly:

"Who knows! But, I think if my career remains the same in another year, I shouldn't refuse. I don't know if that nasty director will be bent, but I will continue to do so. , I'm almost bend by reality!"

　　—Hey, who can not bend for five buckets of rice!

　　 Charlotte sighed in her heart. She wanted to say something, but at last she thought about it and gave up.

　　 This is Hollywood!

　　 "However, a vigorous girl like you would want to commit suicide, which is really beyond my imagination."

　　 "It's not just you, I didn't expect it myself."

　　 Sally took another sip of wine,

"Last night I just wanted to drink and vent, but I was drunk. When I woke up, I was told that I had experienced an attempted suicide. Originally, I thought I was waking up in a small hotel in a stranger, lying next to me. The same unfamiliar man is already the worst result!"

　　 "I don't think the latter case is considered the worst result—"

　　 Charlotte blinked.

　　 "It all depends on whether that man is handsome enough!"

　　 "At least you are not good at it."

　　 Sally hit Charlotte mercilessly,

　　 "If you want to take me away from this bar, if you don't have a handsome baby face, you have to have the skills of Spider-Man!"

　　—The bar they are in, not far from the hospital where they came out, is the "cider house" where Sally was drunk last time. After sneaking here from the hospital, the tequila was eaten several times, and the atmosphere between the two immediately became warm.

　　 "Spider-Man? I didn't expect Sally, you are still a girl who likes to read comics!"

"No, I am not."

　　 Sally vetoed it without hesitation,

　　 "I just heard that a great director seemed to want to adapt this comic into a movie, so he did some homework."

　　 "Do you want to play Mary Jane?"

　　 Charlotte did not expect Sally to have such thoughts.

　　 "What's so strange?"

　　 Sally was spitting alcohol in her mouth, her eyes were hazy, she was obviously a little drunk,

　　 "If I can play the leading role, even if I want to appear naked and have **** over the Brooklyn Bridge, it will be fine!"

this…

　　 Charlotte shrugged, and finally decided not to be familiar with drunks.

　　 He beckoned to the bartender and asked for two cups of eggnog—this is a drink that fits the Christmas Eve atmosphere, which happens to be available in this bar—and then handed one of them to Sally.

　　 "Tonight is Christmas Eve, Mary Jane, I wish you an early realization of your dream, Brooklyn Bridge!"

　　 He raised the cup in his hand and blinked.

　　 "MerryChristmas!"

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　　 "MerryChristmas!"

　　 Sally took a sip of eggnog and sent her mother a holiday blessing. A long-lost happy smile appeared on her mother's face, and she gently grasped father's hand.

dad! ?

　　 The sweet eggnog in the mouth instantly turned into the taste of soapy water, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Sally woke up all of a sudden.

　　 "It turned out to be a dream!"

　　 Sally sighed lightly, and a bitterness slipped through her heart.

　　 "Wait, where is this?"

　　Drowsiness faded and her sanity returned, Sally suddenly realized what the most important problem is now—

　　 "Fortunately, it's my own bed."

　　 There are still some girls with headaches reaching out and groping around on the bed,

　　 "There is no other person lying beside him."

　　 Sally breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment—

　　 "Where are my clothes?"

At this time, although she was not lying on the bed as she was at birth, except for the thin blanket covering the attractive carcass, the number of clothes left was small enough to be comparable to the working state of the previous underwear model. .

　　 "Sleeping Beauty is awake?"

　　 Just as she was nervous and suspicious, a man's voice rang at the door of the room. Sally turned her head to look, sure enough—

　　 Charlotte did not wear long trousers, only a sleeveless vest, her head with gauze was a bit funny, but in the eyes of Sally at this time, it was so ugly and disgusting.

　　 "Your wine is really bad. Not only do you cry and spit on people when you are drunk..."

　　 The man said something long and long, but Sally couldn’t hear it at all. There was a buzzing in her mind, and her right hand touched under the mattress unconsciously—

　　 "...I managed to get you back. It's really because you were so drunk that you still remember where your door opened. My clothes are thrown up by you so badly, you see—"

　　 Halfway through the conversation, Charlotte's voice suddenly stopped. In front of him, Sally, who was wearing only her underwear, was holding a gun in her right hand, and the black muzzle was facing him.