Chapter 980: Bole Xiangma
The mood is exciting but uneasy.
For a while, Anne couldn't explain the feeling in a simple way. She was worried about gains and losses, and it was difficult to sum it up in words.
Also, Anne is worried about Michael.
Michael's current situation is not good, his confidence is at a low point, he lacks expectations for life and the future, and he urgently needs a breakthrough and a turning point to ignite hope.
But deep down in her heart, Anne couldn't help but look forward to it because of Thomas's random speculation. Although she knew she shouldn't, this matter was not about her, but about Michael, but she still couldn't help it.
Finally, Anne took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and looked at Michael.
“Do you want to know the truth?”
After all, Anne hid her feelings and left the decision to the person involved——
This is Michael’s business , she should take Michael's mood as the main one.
Michael did not speak, but looked at Annie with obscure eyes, slightly hesitant.
Although he did not speak, the answer was ready to come out, but Michael was also worried about Anne, so he did not dare to speak his mind easily.
Besides, Thomas rolled his eyes.
“Oh, God, you two.”
“It’s not that complicated. You shouldn’t think of yourself as so important. It’s just Anson Wood, not Leonardo. -DiCaprio.”
With one comment, eyes from all directions looked over.
Thomas was not nervous at all, "What? I don't care about Anson Wood, do you have any opinions?"
Paused and looked away again.
Thomas spread his hands, "Look, he's not that important."
With a chuckle, Annie laughed, and her shy mood relaxed, and she stopped tangled and fumbled in her pocket. cell phone.
"I'll call him right now..."
Michael was startled, "Here? What are you thinking, are you ready to expose yourself?"
As he spoke, Michael carefully Anne became protective and quickly left the gallery.
Thomas muttered, "I guess Anson doesn't have such security measures," but he still followed up quickly, blocking the angle and blocking all potential sights directed at Anne.
……
Buzz buzz, buzz buzz.
The sound of the phone vibrating came, breaking the peace in the room again.
Anson paused for a moment and said, "Luka, you should turn off your cell phone temporarily and let them take a break. At least they shouldn't work during meal times."
Obviously, Lucas is particularly special. Busy, my cell phone didn't stop all night -
This is not polite at the dinner table, especially in French haute cuisine.
Lucas did not refute, silently picked up the phone, glanced at it, then raised his head and looked around, "Anson, this is your call."
Anson:...
Anson put down his knife and fork, picked up his cell phone and saw that there was actually an incoming call.
Anson raised his head and shook his head slightly, "Sure enough, you can't be arrogant."
Lucas looked at Anson helplessly, with a smile in his eyes.
Anson answered the phone, "Hey, Annie, good evening."
After a few simple greetings, Anson could detect Annie's slightly hesitant tone, so he took the initiative to ask, "Is it 'Princess Diary 2?' "Continue to postpone the filming. Did the director ask you to ask about my schedule?"
Annie laughed out loud and joked, "So, my intuition is correct, please tell me if Mr. Wood has a schedule." ?"
"Yes. Of course. Since you asked, you have to agree." He said straightforwardly and without hesitation. Anne was stunned for a moment, not expecting such an answer at all, but noticing the gazes of Thomas and Michael, Anne quickly put her thoughts back together.
"Anson, I'm calling because I heard that you bought a painting in the East Village tonight."
Cut to a slightly blunt tone. Annie already regretted it before she said it, but looking at Thomas in the The man next to him was beating his chest, and Annie stared back depressedly.
Anson chuckled, "Ah, it seems that news spreads very fast." Although this is the strategy, the publicity effect seems to be higher than expected, "Why, are you also interested in the art exhibition?"
Anne did not expect this response at all, "No, that's not the case, I just want to ask..." How to say it, "Why did you suddenly think of buying a painting?"
Directly in front of him, Thomas put his index and middle fingers together, pointed them at his temple, made a thumb-squeezing motion, and then stuck out his tongue.
Anne didn't have time to respond, and Anson's smiling voice came to her ears.
“Because I like it.”
Anne couldn’t help but be stunned, and a wave of ecstasy came over her heart, “Because I like it?”
“Yes, because I like it, I think it should Perfect for my apartment in New York."
"Oh, God." Annie clutched her chest.
Anson was confused, "Is this something worthy of calling God?"
The next second, a burst of cheers came from the receiver of the mobile phone -
Ahhhh, ahhhhh.
Anson blinked, and Lucas and Nora both looked over, but Anson also spread his hands, saying that he didn't understand what was going on.
Anne, "Anson, Anson! May I ask whose work you bought?"
Anson frowned slightly, vaguely aware that something was wrong, but he still replied, "Sebastian Orsino, a new generation creator, but I guess this should be a stage name, coming from Shakespeare . ”
Faintly, a guess is about to come out.
Anne immediately confirmed the guess, "Yes, that is Michael Hathaway, my brother."
Anson did not hide his surprise——
Such a coincidence ?
Anne, "This is the first work Michael has ever sold. He couldn't believe it; it was even crazier when we found out the buyer was you."
"Wow." Anson said directly He sighed, "It seems that the New York art circle is indeed a palm-sized circle; but that is an outstanding work. Even if it is not me, I believe it is only a matter of time before it is discovered by other collectors."
< br>Anne, "Having said that, you are still the one to break the ice. Oh, God, I'm sorry, Anson, Michael wants to express his gratitude to you in person, okay?"
"Of course." Anson Wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.
"Ahem, Anson...Mr. Wood." Michael's voice came.
"Please just call me Anson, otherwise our relationship may be more awkward next time we meet Annie."
"Haha, Anson, thank you, I mean, thank you, this means a lot to me It's really important, very important." Michael tried to find the right words, but found that his mind was blank, like a fool, "Thank you"
Anson didn't refuse, because he was an actor himself and he understood the importance of art. The difficulty of waiting in a circle for a ray of light, and when that moment finally came, words were simply not enough to express my joy.
It was just like when Hayden Christensen learned that he had won the opportunity to perform in "Star Wars Episode I", just like when he learned that he had won the opportunity to perform in "Spider-Man".
Those moments are still vivid in my mind, but they seem like they were a lifetime ago.
"My pleasure." Anson said, "I look forward to more of your future works. You have talent and touch. You should trust your intuition."
Simple words, for those in the dark For those who are struggling to chase an illusory dream, it is like a ray of light.
Easily, Michael was hit hard, and his vision blurred for a while. He took deep breaths continuously to try to control himself, but obviously this was not an easy task. He quickly looked up at the sky in embarrassment and laughed heartily. .
(End of this chapter)