Chapter 1207: Embarrassing
Scarlett, "Please don't misunderstand."
Anson, "Okay."
...That's it? good?
The crisp response made Scarlett stunned, and then she realized that she was in embarrassment and panic, and had nowhere to escape from Anson's calmness and calmness.
Scarlett then thought, wait, why did she need to panic?
"Are you always so arrogant?" Scarlett shot back.
Anson thought about it seriously and nodded gently, "That's true. So, you can see that I have countless enemies, and they are all eager to enjoy this moment."
Speak Suddenly, another shout came from behind, "Anson, come on, Anson, come on, don't lose heart, your day will come."
Scarlett turned her head suddenly, and then she saw Tobey Maguire surrounded by a group of models, Swaggering through the city with great fanfare, he shouted to Anson.
Nothing to hide.
Toby's shout attracted other eyes on the street, and Anson, who had been hiding in the shadows, was suddenly exposed to everyone's gaze.
"Anson, you're going to be fine."
"Cheer up, man."
The bustling voices came one after another, swarming in like a tide.
However, Scarlett did not see empathy. On the contrary, she only saw schadenfreude and condescension in the faces and eyes.
Those eyes concealed malice——
Or perhaps, there was no hidden malice at all.
Scarlett was a little angry and irritable, and glanced at those people, but they didn't care at all, and didn't even make eye contact with Scarlett.
Finally, Scarlett looked at Toby.
Toby noticed it and immediately showed an innocent and caring expression. His angelic baby face looked pitiful, but there was no trace of the triumphant look he had just now.
Then, Toby looked away, and walked forward chatting and laughing with the models on the side, and his unbridled laughter was particularly rampant.
"Asshole." Scarlett shouted at Toby's back.
Toby did not look back.
Scarlett turned to look at Anson, only to find that Anson had a look on his face as if he was watching a show, as if he was not the one who had just been sucked into the whirlpool of the storm.
Scarlett looked a little depressed and wanted to say something when she opened her mouth. However, seeing Anson's calmness and calmness, the conversation just now came back to her mind. She took a long breath and looked at Anson quietly, the curvature of the corners of her mouth also changed. It couldn't help but rise slightly.
She knew that Anson was frank and did not take those prejudices and jealousies seriously, but she had experienced it herself and was still experiencing it. Even if they tried their best to ignore those glances, the ubiquitous pressure still exerted pressure. If you don't let it go, it will make you physically and mentally exhausted.
Of course, this is the price of vanity fair.
They stand under the spotlight and enjoy the cheers and applause; but inevitably, they also need to face the attacks and slander that come with it.
Looking at Anson quietly, an idea popped up in Scarlett’s mind. She tried to suppress it and snuff it out, but it still came out uncontrollably.
"I remember..." Scarlett said, "Ah, I know I will regret it, but..." Scarlett took a deep breath and regained her composure, "But I think I recalled the choreography. "
Anson paused while holding the Coke in his right hand, showing some confusion, "Your choreographer?"
Scarlett Li closed her eyes, with a risk-taking attitude, "Do you want to take a look?"
Anson blinked, unable to suppress his shock and surprise, "...now?"
Si Carrie, "Don't make me ask a second time, angels and demons are at war. I feel like I'm making a mistake."
"Haha." Anson said with a smile between his brows and eyes, "Of course. I'm ready."
But after a pause, Anson looked around, "Scarlett, are you sure?"
People come and go, the flow never stops.
The guests who finished the award ceremony left the Hilton Hotel like a tide. Fans standing far away on the other side of the street and shouting heartily were bustling with people. There were already many of them without Scarlett even needing to make any move. People are looking here.
Here? In public? Does it really matter?
Scarlett took a deep breath and said, "Nevermind."
Scarlett pulled back the hem of her skirt and got into a posture. She could clearly hear her heart pounding. The beating sound was almost about to explode.
Anson couldn't hold it back and chuckled softly.
Scarlett's whole face curled up into a bun, "Quiet. Shut up. I need to concentrate."
Anson closed his mouth obediently, but his eyes and cheeks all had an expression of watching a good show, and even his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.
Scarlett herself also felt unreal, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, but she still managed to regain her composure.
"Hey, let me tell you what I want..." It was a little slow at first, the rhythm was wrong, as if the motorcycle was warming up, and it slowly accelerated, "What do I really, really want? ."
While singing, he waved his hands.
Obviously, this is not hip-hop or thunder, or even "Voguing". It is just waving its hands like cheerleaders.
Slightly funny, slightly cute.
But that’s not surprising, is it? After all, this is a dance step that Scarlett made up when she was a child, and there is nothing professional about it. Just for my own entertainment.
However, Scarlett was extremely focused. Slowly, slowly, the shameful embarrassment was left behind, and she was completely immersed in her performance.
“So tell me what you want, what you really, really want.”
As the rhythm gets faster and faster, the hands swing faster and faster, even making the People suspect that this is the extent of a group of demons dancing around, and they are all acting randomly.
This scene was so spectacular and shocking that Anson couldn't believe his eyes, "Wow..."
He sighed and blurted out, with a smile on his lips.
Anson curled up his hands and feet and couldn't help but look around. He could clearly feel that everyone else around him was stunned and didn't know what was happening here.
But Scarlett has completely put down her burdens and is enjoying it, becoming more and more relaxed and happy.
Scarlett even looked at Anson, their eyes met, and a smile crept onto her lips.
Anson felt that his cheeks were almost burning. A kind of pure, simple happiness surged in his chest, and laughter naturally flowed out.
Scarlett looked for Anson’s eyes, stared at Anson to complete eye contact, and the song entered the most classic part of the chorus.
"I want, I want, I want, I want..."
"I really really really want Zigazig, ah..."
Finally, the spectacle is over.
Anson: Hehe, hehehe. The laughter couldn't stop.
Scarlett tidied up her unmoving hairstyle in an exaggerated manner, and exhaled a long breath, "Thank you for watching."
And, not only Anson, Scarlett even looked at the surrounding people The audience took their last breaths.
The stunned eyes from all directions were still in shock. No one knew what happened. One or two of them seemed to have seen a ghost.
Scarlett raised her head and looked at Anson confidently, "How is it, is it perfect? I have shown excellent acting talent since I was a child, right?"
As he spoke, he quietly turned his head and avoided looking.
Scarlett finally came to her senses now and covered her eyes with her right hand, "God, my whole body is sweating. What stupid thing did I just do."
"Haha, Hahaha." Anson knew he shouldn't laugh, but looking at Scarlett with her hands and feet curled up, he couldn't stop smiling.
(End of this chapter)