Chapter 716 Face Recognition
Anson's mood lifted slightly as he thought about going to the cinema to spend time with a group of strangers and share a memory about the movie.
A little bit excited.
It is even more joyful than the cheers and screams at the pop-up event; in other words, it is a completely different experience, but it can see different possibilities of life.
Anson did not continue to stand in the center of the square and expose himself. He walked to the side, found a bench, sat down low-key, quietly hid himself, and waited obediently for Lucas to come back after buying a ticket.
Not long after he sat down, a figure appeared diagonally in front of him and cast an appraising look.
Ansen's heart tightened slightly, and he secretly sighed that something was wrong.
If he is recognized here, the movie project may be ruined.
But Anson couldn't figure it out. He didn't have any special movements or behavior. He just sat aside obediently. How could he be recognized?
Isn’t it possible to identify someone by just looking at the back and profile without seeing the front face? AI facial recognition technology is not that powerful, right?
Isn't this a fantasy?
Unreasonable.
Maybe it was his own random thinking, and there was a more reasonable explanation for the matter:
The other party made an appointment with a friend to meet here but did not see his friend, so he was in the corner at this time. After searching, the other party did not recognize Anson at all.
Anson calmed down a little and showed the same calm and generous attitude as he did at the airport in the afternoon. As long as he is calm and firm enough, he can deceive the other party.
Therefore, Anson did not avoid his gaze. If an ordinary person was recognized by mistake, he would notice the warmth of his gaze and naturally look up.
"Anson!"
Exclaimed in surprise.
Anson:? ? ? Is this okay?
But the next second, Ansen also saw the figure in front of him, and couldn't help showing a hint of surprise.
"Jack?"
Jack Forrester, the New York boy who took his mother far away from domestic violence and left home, actually appeared here.
But shouldn’t Jack be in Portland? Why did you show up in San Francisco?
Did Jack's father find them, or did they encounter other troubles? So much so that they had to leave Portland?
All kinds of thoughts are surging in my mind, but I can't distinguish them clearly for a while. I just leave surprise and joy mixed together, swarming up.
Not only Anson, but Jack was also full of surprise. He did not hide his smile and even jumped twice on the spot and gave Anson a solid hug.
Anson's first reaction was to dodge -
A conditioned reflex formed in recent times. His body could no longer adapt to the wave of heat waves and he subconsciously tried to distance himself.
However, the enthusiastic Jack didn't care at all, and continued to take a step forward, hugging Anson accurately, and cheerful laughter surged in his chest.
“Congratulations!”
"Congratulations on the great success of this work. You are now a great actor."
As a result, Anson's mood also soared, nervousness and anxiety amidst the warmth and enthusiasm in his arms. The spots slowly smoothed out, and involuntarily, a smile crept up the corner of his mouth, the tight shoulders relaxed, and he regained his usual demeanor outside of Lucas.
Anson deliberately made a serious face, "So this is the reason why you came to say hello to me?"
Jack was stunned and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I didn't, I I'm just so happy to see you. I, I really didn't expect that...I'm sorry..."
Incoherent and confused.
This time, Anson was the one confused. Seeing Jack's cheeks swollen and almost crying, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He shouldn't have joked around with this little guy, knowing clearly what he had gone through.
"Jack, Jack!" "Sorry, I shouldn't have joked casually. I didn't mean to blame you."
Anson called Jack repeatedly, his eyes clear. Looking into Jack's eyes, Jack calmed down a little, but his eyes were still a little uncertain.
Anson smiled.
"I'm serious. In fact, I'm very happy to meet old friends here."
Jack was stunned, "Friends?"
Anson chuckled, but this time he didn't Joking, "Of course we are friends, at least that's what I think. I also hope you treat me as a friend, not an actor and a guy who appears on the big screen."
"Hey." Jack asked. He smiled back and scratched his head, "This is really difficult. I just watched the movie. The image on the big screen is so convincing. I can't take it out now. It's hard to treat you as an ordinary person."
Sincerity, simplicity, but you can feel the intimacy in the words.
Anson also relaxed, "This shows that I have done a good job."
Jack nodded vigorously, "It's not until now that I really realized that you are an actor, even though you were an actor last time in Portland I saw it, but the big screen is still different."
Anson raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh, I thought you had already seen 'Spider-Man'."
Jack nodded. , "I've seen it." He said calmly, "But that's an idol movie, isn't it?"
So direct, yet so sincere——
After growing up, people dislike the truth less and less, because the truth is often hurtful, and then life is wrapped in layers of lies, until they can no longer touch the truth. Trapped in a place of nothingness.
So, reality is good, reality can make people feel the existence of gravity again.
Anson was hit head-on, and he didn’t know how to respond for a moment, but recently he was completely wrapped in colorful bubbles, and suddenly he came into contact with reality, and the down-to-earth feeling returned to his blood. Anson needed moments like this, which is why he wanted to get into movie theaters.
So.
"I can't deny it." Anson admitted with a calm face and spread his hands.
On the contrary, Jack was a little cautious, scratched his head again, his mouth squirmed but he didn't know how to respond.
Anson continued, "But it's good, because the pay comes in smoothly, they pay for my work, and it's worth a lot of money. To be honest, I like this kind of job, it makes things simple."
"Hey, why should we resist?"
Jack was slightly startled by his calm attitude. He tilted his head and looked at Anson carefully until he confirmed that Anson was not joking or forcing anything. , he opened his mouth in surprise, "It turns out that it can be interpreted this way. In this way, it doesn't seem so bad for actors to star in bad movies."
Anson lightly shrugged, "If the zero on the check is enough If it’s more. Hey, we won’t discuss whether money can buy love for now; but money should be able to buy a project and a cooperation.”
"Ha." Jack couldn't hold it back, "You are different. Haha."
The smile was so clean and pure.
Even so, a smile crept up the corner of Anson's mouth.
He missed these moments, when he could chat freely with his friends and things could become simpler. Maybe Jack is just a middle school student, and in the eyes of others he is just a child; but in Anson's eyes, he is just a friend.
Then.
Only then did Anson remember an important point. The conversation was so enjoyable that he almost forgot it, "Why did you come to San Francisco? Did something happen? Where is your mother? Is she okay now?"< br>
(End of this chapter)