Chapter 912: 912
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London in the early morning is stained with solemnity and coldness. The sky in May is still gray, but the streets around eight o'clock are extremely busy. The city streets in the morning rush hour are like a crowded besieged city, and the people outside are bustling. Trying to get in, and the people inside are gradually lost in it.
The roar of the engine and the sound of the human voice simmered under the large blue-gray areas, the noise in depression, the silence in the boiling, but the contradictions harmoniously merged into one.
The Almeida Theater is no exception. There are huge long queues around the small theater, and there is no end in sight. The theater gate is no more than 15 meters away, and the entire street is less than 80 meters away, but at this time the line is winding all the way, enclosing the entire theater, the entire building complex along the street, and at least three theaters. , Two restaurants and several facades were all included in the scope, and the square streets were trapped in a snake-like encirclement.
Even in the peak of summer in July, London’s West End has not seen such a grand occasion for many years.
In a trance, as if returning to the 1930s and 1940s again, going to the theater is still one of the important pastimes for people. In order to watch a drama, people will choose clothes and read the manual a week in advance, expecting the value to rise early. Get up; then wait for the day when the drama is performed, and go out in full dress.
At that time, the theater was equivalent to today's movie theater. No, it's equivalent to today's tubing, or computer screen.
However, the glory of the past can never be found again. Today’s Almeida Theatre, today’s West End of London, is so abnormal. The streets during the rush hour are curious and surprised, confused and looking forward to the sight of people coming and going. Quietly, people talk in the pantry today. One item has been added.
Marc Lacante and his friends arrived at the Almeida Theater early, hoping to seize the front row position as soon as possible, but it was still too late at 4:30 in the morning. A dozen tents have been set up at the entrance of the theater. Prepared for a protracted battle early, eager to get tickets the first time.
Such fanaticism is like the premiere of "Star Wars" or the launch day of Apple's new mobile phone.
The long wait is not dull, nor irritable. On the contrary, everyone is so excited and so excited. They can’t wait to share their own experiences and opinions, discussing Lan Li’s works and discussing Lan. Li’s deeds, discussing Lan Li’s experience.
"Len Li-Hall", the name became a bridge between them, awakening the resonance in their hearts.
"The shock brought by'transcendence' comes from the story. Lan Li's performance refines and sublimates the whole theme; and the shock brought by'Love Is Crazy' comes from resonance. Lan Li's performance truly It shows the purity and complexity of love. In my opinion, the performances of the two works are comparable."
The one who is eloquently making speeches is a young girl named Cara-Hausman. She is studying at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art and majoring in acting. She looks like only about twenty years old, with a thin and small body. But there is a strong energy in it, and it is even more eloquent when talking about performance.
By the way, she arrived earlier than Mark and the others, and was one of the first ten loyal fans who arrived at the theater to set up camp.
"Have you watched'transcendence'?" Kristen Schutler's eyes suddenly brightened, "Then you must have met the young master in Berlin, and talked to him face to face, right? He is really a gentleman! I mean Yes, he is such an approachable actor, God, I want to scream now."
Carla Hausmann slumped his shoulders in annoyance, and sighed, "I missed it." The gloomy expression seemed to have missed the world.
"What! You missed it!" Christine couldn't help but started screaming, "God, God, God! I can't believe that you missed it! Master will go to the cinema every day to watch the exhibited works, no luck at all. , You can meet him by waiting there honestly, and he has no arrogance at all, and he is very willing to participate in our discussion. **** Christ, how could you miss it?"
Carla became more annoyed, and buried her cheeks deeply in her hands, "I was busy running between the theaters, and I didn't even have time to eat. I completely forgot about it." When the film festival was over, I regretted it. The intestines are green, but I can't go back. "I have a lot of questions I want to ask him, and there are many, many topics I want to communicate..."
"Maybe, you can ask me now."
There was a man's voice in his ear, as low as a cello, but with a slight smile, as if the sun's rays passed through the strings of the piano; Kara vaguely felt that something was wrong, but couldn't say it. , Just raised his head and said in a gloomy tone, "You can't answer, could it be that you plan to send an email to..."
The words behind were stuck in his throat like this, staring at the man in front of him in a daze, dumbfounded, unable to make a sound. Carla only felt that the brain was like a paste, blinked, but didn't know what to do. Only the sound of the heart beating violently in her ears, puffing, puffing...
It's not just Carla. At this time, the noise and hustle of the whole street are slowly settling down. Mark, Christine and others are also dumbfounded, their eyes widened, unable to believe their eyes, that surprise and dullness. , With the entrance of the theater as the center, spread out slowly, like a huge boulder thrown into the calm lake.
At this time, the man who appeared in front of him was tall and straight, with a clear face, a simple white T-shirt paired with jeans, a pair of sky blue skateboard shoes, and he was stepping on a black skateboard, casually on his right shoulder. Carrying a backpack on the ground, under the cloudy and misty sky of London, like a ray of refreshing golden sunlight, attracting all the attention, the light of shock and panic flashed in everyone's eyes.
On the other hand, Lan Li was also confused.
This morning, according to the original plan, came to the theater to rehearse on-site. There are not a few days left until the first performance. They must perform live rehearsals on the theater stage to ensure that they can adapt to the stage space and the theater environment, etc. But after the subway station came out, Lan Li saw this. The turbulent and exaggerated long queue.
Originally, there was a back door for actors to enter the theater. In the back alley of the theater, there is a special exit for actors; after the usual performances, the truly experienced and enthusiastic fans will come here and wait for thirty or forty minutes, looking forward to seeing what they like and admire. Actors, make contact at close range.
But at this time, the alley at the back door was completely blocked. Under curiosity, Lan Li followed the team all the way to the entrance of the theater, and then saw the tightly closed door and the tents lined up at the door. Such a scene is really unimaginable.
It's not that Lan Li hasn't seen it. At the Toronto Film Festival, such scenes are not uncommon; but a movie is a movie, and a drama is a completely different matter. What's more, there was still a normal performance of the repertoire last night, and it was a curtain call performance; such a line will inevitably affect the entry and exit of other audiences-even if they let the main space of the theater door open, just use the side of the door as Start line up.
"What the **** is going on? If I remember correctly, the ticket pre-sale should be tomorrow, right?" Lan Li followed the line and looked over, because there were too many people in the line, at least five or six hundred people. Waiting in line to buy tickets is shocking enough; or twenty-four hours in advance? This is the Arabian Nights! "Or, I got the wrong day?"
Lan Li’s question was not answered, because everyone was caught off guard and panicked, which made Lan Li laugh dumbfounded, "Hey, Mark, Christine, hey, guys. We’re not seeing each other for the first time. , Right?" When they met at the Berlin Film Festival before, they did not act so abnormally. What happened today?
This simple greeting not only didn't make everyone feel better, but also Catalina Koffler next to him uttered a "wow" bitterly, making Lan Li unprepared, and he couldn't help but chuckle twice. Voice, "So, what question did you want to ask just now? I still have some time before the official rehearsal today."
The dress rehearsal time is 9:30, and it is not yet nine.
Carla blinked vigorously and muttered, "This is not a dream? No matter, even if it is a dream, so what!" Cara strode forward. "We are discussing just now, among your film works, which one do you like the most?"
"'Anti-cancer me'." Without any hesitation, Lan Li gave the answer directly. In this work, Lan Li not only tried a comedy performance, but also truly broke away from the influence of past life memories, returned to reality, and started wholeheartedly. "The anti-cancer me" is very important to Renly's actor career.
Such an unexpected answer immediately reminded everyone, "How is it possible", "Isn't it'Love Crazy'", "I think "Extraordinary" has completely exploded it", "Isn't it right", "It shouldn't be like this"...
The chattering discussion ~www.novelhall.com~ was endless, and the scene finally started to lively again, but Lan Li remained unmoved and shrugged slightly to show her attitude.
Mark returned to his senses and shouted again and again, "What about the music? What about the music? Which one do you like the most? Or, which one is the most special?"
"'Cleopatra'." Lan Li's answer was also very straightforward. There was no modesty and politeness, and no polite excuses. The same did not say "The best is always the next", but simply gave it. My own answer, "At least, so far, for me. Before, I didn't taste the true meaning of this song, but after the time has settled, its meaning is really different."
Lan Li expressed his opinion sincerely, "What about this? Is there anything else?"
"Uh..." Everyone was stunned for a while. The bustling discussion just now was endless. Now it's stuck. In the end, Kristen called out, "How does it feel to win an Oscar?"
"Awesome! Then... I should really go back to the stage and polish my basic skills."
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London in the early morning is stained with solemnity and coldness. The sky in May is still gray, but the streets around eight o'clock are extremely busy. The city streets in the morning rush hour are like a crowded besieged city, and the people outside are bustling. Trying to get in, and the people inside are gradually lost in it.
The roar of the engine and the sound of the human voice simmered under the large blue-gray areas, the noise in depression, the silence in the boiling, but the contradictions harmoniously merged into one.
The Almeida Theater is no exception. There are huge long queues around the small theater, and there is no end in sight. The theater gate is no more than 15 meters away, and the entire street is less than 80 meters away, but at this time the line is winding all the way, enclosing the entire theater, the entire building complex along the street, and at least three theaters. , Two restaurants and several facades were all included in the scope, and the square streets were trapped in a snake-like encirclement.
Even in the peak of summer in July, London’s West End has not seen such a grand occasion for many years.
In a trance, as if returning to the 1930s and 1940s again, going to the theater is still one of the important pastimes for people. In order to watch a drama, people will choose clothes and read the manual a week in advance, expecting the value to rise early. Get up; then wait for the day when the drama is performed, and go out in full dress.
At that time, the theater was equivalent to today's movie theater. No, it's equivalent to today's tubing, or computer screen.
However, the glory of the past can never be found again. Today’s Almeida Theatre, today’s West End of London, is so abnormal. The streets during the rush hour are curious and surprised, confused and looking forward to the sight of people coming and going. Quietly, people talk in the pantry today. One item has been added.
Marc Lacante and his friends arrived at the Almeida Theater early, hoping to seize the front row position as soon as possible, but it was still too late at 4:30 in the morning. A dozen tents have been set up at the entrance of the theater. Prepared for a protracted battle early, eager to get tickets the first time.
Such fanaticism is like the premiere of "Star Wars" or the launch day of Apple's new mobile phone.
The long wait is not dull, nor irritable. On the contrary, everyone is so excited and so excited. They can’t wait to share their own experiences and opinions, discussing Lan Li’s works and discussing Lan. Li’s deeds, discussing Lan Li’s experience.
"Len Li-Hall", the name became a bridge between them, awakening the resonance in their hearts.
"The shock brought by'transcendence' comes from the story. Lan Li's performance refines and sublimates the whole theme; and the shock brought by'Love Is Crazy' comes from resonance. Lan Li's performance truly It shows the purity and complexity of love. In my opinion, the performances of the two works are comparable."
The one who is eloquently making speeches is a young girl named Cara-Hausman. She is studying at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art and majoring in acting. She looks like only about twenty years old, with a thin and small body. But there is a strong energy in it, and it is even more eloquent when talking about performance.
By the way, she arrived earlier than Mark and the others, and was one of the first ten loyal fans who arrived at the theater to set up camp.
"Have you watched'transcendence'?" Kristen Schutler's eyes suddenly brightened, "Then you must have met the young master in Berlin, and talked to him face to face, right? He is really a gentleman! I mean Yes, he is such an approachable actor, God, I want to scream now."
Carla Hausmann slumped his shoulders in annoyance, and sighed, "I missed it." The gloomy expression seemed to have missed the world.
"What! You missed it!" Christine couldn't help but started screaming, "God, God, God! I can't believe that you missed it! Master will go to the cinema every day to watch the exhibited works, no luck at all. , You can meet him by waiting there honestly, and he has no arrogance at all, and he is very willing to participate in our discussion. **** Christ, how could you miss it?"
Carla became more annoyed, and buried her cheeks deeply in her hands, "I was busy running between the theaters, and I didn't even have time to eat. I completely forgot about it." When the film festival was over, I regretted it. The intestines are green, but I can't go back. "I have a lot of questions I want to ask him, and there are many, many topics I want to communicate..."
"Maybe, you can ask me now."
There was a man's voice in his ear, as low as a cello, but with a slight smile, as if the sun's rays passed through the strings of the piano; Kara vaguely felt that something was wrong, but couldn't say it. , Just raised his head and said in a gloomy tone, "You can't answer, could it be that you plan to send an email to..."
The words behind were stuck in his throat like this, staring at the man in front of him in a daze, dumbfounded, unable to make a sound. Carla only felt that the brain was like a paste, blinked, but didn't know what to do. Only the sound of the heart beating violently in her ears, puffing, puffing...
It's not just Carla. At this time, the noise and hustle of the whole street are slowly settling down. Mark, Christine and others are also dumbfounded, their eyes widened, unable to believe their eyes, that surprise and dullness. , With the entrance of the theater as the center, spread out slowly, like a huge boulder thrown into the calm lake.
At this time, the man who appeared in front of him was tall and straight, with a clear face, a simple white T-shirt paired with jeans, a pair of sky blue skateboard shoes, and he was stepping on a black skateboard, casually on his right shoulder. Carrying a backpack on the ground, under the cloudy and misty sky of London, like a ray of refreshing golden sunlight, attracting all the attention, the light of shock and panic flashed in everyone's eyes.
On the other hand, Lan Li was also confused.
This morning, according to the original plan, came to the theater to rehearse on-site. There are not a few days left until the first performance. They must perform live rehearsals on the theater stage to ensure that they can adapt to the stage space and the theater environment, etc. But after the subway station came out, Lan Li saw this. The turbulent and exaggerated long queue.
Originally, there was a back door for actors to enter the theater. In the back alley of the theater, there is a special exit for actors; after the usual performances, the truly experienced and enthusiastic fans will come here and wait for thirty or forty minutes, looking forward to seeing what they like and admire. Actors, make contact at close range.
But at this time, the alley at the back door was completely blocked. Under curiosity, Lan Li followed the team all the way to the entrance of the theater, and then saw the tightly closed door and the tents lined up at the door. Such a scene is really unimaginable.
It's not that Lan Li hasn't seen it. At the Toronto Film Festival, such scenes are not uncommon; but a movie is a movie, and a drama is a completely different matter. What's more, there was still a normal performance of the repertoire last night, and it was a curtain call performance; such a line will inevitably affect the entry and exit of other audiences-even if they let the main space of the theater door open, just use the side of the door as Start line up.
"What the **** is going on? If I remember correctly, the ticket pre-sale should be tomorrow, right?" Lan Li followed the line and looked over, because there were too many people in the line, at least five or six hundred people. Waiting in line to buy tickets is shocking enough; or twenty-four hours in advance? This is the Arabian Nights! "Or, I got the wrong day?"
Lan Li’s question was not answered, because everyone was caught off guard and panicked, which made Lan Li laugh dumbfounded, "Hey, Mark, Christine, hey, guys. We’re not seeing each other for the first time. , Right?" When they met at the Berlin Film Festival before, they did not act so abnormally. What happened today?
This simple greeting not only didn't make everyone feel better, but also Catalina Koffler next to him uttered a "wow" bitterly, making Lan Li unprepared, and he couldn't help but chuckle twice. Voice, "So, what question did you want to ask just now? I still have some time before the official rehearsal today."
The dress rehearsal time is 9:30, and it is not yet nine.
Carla blinked vigorously and muttered, "This is not a dream? No matter, even if it is a dream, so what!" Cara strode forward. "We are discussing just now, among your film works, which one do you like the most?"
"'Anti-cancer me'." Without any hesitation, Lan Li gave the answer directly. In this work, Lan Li not only tried a comedy performance, but also truly broke away from the influence of past life memories, returned to reality, and started wholeheartedly. "The anti-cancer me" is very important to Renly's actor career.
Such an unexpected answer immediately reminded everyone, "How is it possible", "Isn't it'Love Crazy'", "I think "Extraordinary" has completely exploded it", "Isn't it right", "It shouldn't be like this"...
The chattering discussion ~www.novelhall.com~ was endless, and the scene finally started to lively again, but Lan Li remained unmoved and shrugged slightly to show her attitude.
Mark returned to his senses and shouted again and again, "What about the music? What about the music? Which one do you like the most? Or, which one is the most special?"
"'Cleopatra'." Lan Li's answer was also very straightforward. There was no modesty and politeness, and no polite excuses. The same did not say "The best is always the next", but simply gave it. My own answer, "At least, so far, for me. Before, I didn't taste the true meaning of this song, but after the time has settled, its meaning is really different."
Lan Li expressed his opinion sincerely, "What about this? Is there anything else?"
"Uh..." Everyone was stunned for a while. The bustling discussion just now was endless. Now it's stuck. In the end, Kristen called out, "How does it feel to win an Oscar?"
"Awesome! Then... I should really go back to the stage and polish my basic skills."
London in the early morning is stained with solemnity and coldness. The sky in May is still gray, but the streets around eight o'clock are extremely busy. The city streets in the morning rush hour are like a crowded besieged city, and the people outside are bustling. Trying to get in, and the people inside are gradually lost in it.The roar of the engine and the sound of the human voice simmered under the large blue-gray areas, the noise in depression, the silence in the boiling, but the contradictions harmoniously merged into one.The Almeida Theater is no exception. There are huge long queues around the small theater, and there is no end in sight. The theater gate is no more than 15 meters away, and the entire street is less than 80 meters away, but at this time the line is winding all the way, enclosing the entire theater, the entire building complex along the street, and at least three theaters. , Two restaurants and several facades were all included in the scope, and the square streets were trapped in a snake-like encirclement.Even in the peak of summer in July, London's West End has not seen such a grand occasion for many years.In a trance, as if returning to the 1930s and 1940s again, going to the theater is still one of the important pastimes for people. In order to watch a drama, people will choose clothes and read the manual a week in advance, expecting the value to rise early. Get up; then wait for the day when the drama is performed, and go out in full dress.At that time, the theater was equivalent to today's movie theater. No, it's equivalent to today's tubing, or computer screen.However, the glory of the past can never be found again. Today's Almeida Theatre, today's West End of London, is so abnormal. The streets during the rush hour are curious and surprised, confused and looking forward to the sight of people coming and going. Quietly, people talk in the pantry today. One item has been added.Marc Lacante and his friends arrived at the Almeida Theater early, hoping to seize the front row position as soon as possible, but it was still too late at 4:30 in the morning. A dozen tents have been set up at the entrance of the theater. Prepared for a protracted battle early, eager to get tickets the first time.Such fanaticism is like the premiere of "Star Wars" or the launch day of Apple's new mobile phone.The long wait is not dull, nor irritable. On the contrary, everyone is so excited and so excited. They can't wait to share their own experiences and opinions, discussing Lan Li's works and discussing Lan. Li's deeds, discussing Lan Li's experience."Len Li-Hall", the name became a bridge between them, awakening the resonance in their hearts."The shock brought by'transcendence' comes from the story. Lan Li's performance refines and sublimates the whole theme; and the shock brought by'Love Is Crazy' comes from resonance. Lan Li's performance truly It shows the purity and complexity of love. In my opinion, the performances of the two works are comparable."The one who is eloquently making speeches is a young girl named Cara-Hausman. She is studying at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art and majoring in acting. She looks like only about twenty years old, with a thin and small body. But there is a strong energy in it, and it is even more eloquent when talking about performance.By the way, she arrived earlier than Mark and the others, and was one of the first ten loyal fans who arrived at the theater to set up camp."Have you watched'transcendence'?" Kristen Schutler's eyes suddenly brightened, "Then you must have met the young master in Berlin, and talked to him face to face, right? He is really a gentleman! I mean Yes, he is such an approachable actor, God, I want to scream now."Carla Hausmann slumped his shoulders in annoyance, and sighed, "I missed it." The gloomy expression seemed to have missed the world."What! You missed it!" Christine couldn't help but started screaming, "God, God, God! I can't believe that you missed it! Master will go to the cinema every day to watch the exhibited works, no luck at all. , You can meet him by waiting there honestly, and he has no arrogance at all, and he is very willing to participate in our discussion. **** Christ, how could you miss it?"Carla became more annoyed, and buried her cheeks deeply in her hands, "I was busy running between the theaters, and I didn't even have time to eat. I completely forgot about it." When the film festival was over, I regretted it. The intestines are green, but I can't go back. "I have a lot of questions I want to ask him, and there are many, many topics I want to communicate...""Maybe, you can ask me now."There was a man's voice in his ear, as low as a cello, but with a slight smile, as if the sun's rays passed through the strings of the piano; Kara vaguely felt that something was wrong, but couldn't say it. , Just raised his head and said in a gloomy tone, "You can't answer, could it be that you plan to send an email to..."The words behind were stuck in his throat like this, staring at the man in front of him in a daze, dumbfounded, unable to make a sound. Carla only felt that the brain was like a paste, blinked, but didn't know what to do. Only the sound of the heart beating violently in her ears, puffing, puffing...It's not just Carla. At this time, the noise and hustle of the whole street are slowly settling down. Mark, Christine and others are also dumbfounded, their eyes widened, unable to believe their eyes, that surprise and dullness. , With the entrance of the theater as the center, spread out slowly, like a huge boulder thrown into the calm lake.At this time, the man who appeared in front of him was tall and straight, with a clear face, a simple white T-shirt paired with jeans, a pair of sky blue skateboard shoes, and he was stepping on a black skateboard, casually on his right shoulder. Carrying a backpack on the ground, under the cloudy and misty sky of London, like a ray of refreshing golden sunlight, attracting all the attention, the light of shock and panic flashed in everyone's eyes.On the other hand, Lan Li was also confused.This morning, according to the original plan, came to the theater to rehearse on-site. There are not a few days left until the first performance. They must perform live rehearsals on the theater stage to ensure that they can adapt to the stage space and the theater environment, etc. But after the subway station came out, Lan Li saw this. The turbulent and exaggerated long queue.Originally, there was a back door for actors to enter the theater. In the back alley of the theater, there is a special exit for actors; after the usual performances, the truly experienced and enthusiastic fans will come here and wait for thirty or forty minutes, looking forward to seeing what they like and admire. Actors, make contact at close range.But at this time, the alley at the back door was completely blocked. Under curiosity, Lan Li followed the team all the way to the entrance of the theater, and then saw the tightly closed door and the tents lined up at the door. Such a scene is really unimaginable.It's not that Lan Li hasn't seen it. At the Toronto Film Festival, such scenes are not uncommon; but a movie is a movie, and a drama is a completely different matter. What's more, there was still a normal performance of the repertoire last night, and it was a curtain call performance; such a line will inevitably affect the entry and exit of other audiences-even if they let the main space of the theater door open, just use the side of the door as Start line up."What the **** is going on? If I remember correctly, the ticket pre-sale should be tomorrow, right?" Lan Li followed the line and looked over, because there were too many people in the line, at least five or six hundred people. Waiting in line to buy tickets is shocking enough; or twenty-four hours in advance? This is the Arabian Nights! "Or, I got the wrong day?"Lan Li's question was not answered, because everyone was caught off guard and panicked, which made Lan Li laugh dumbfounded, "Hey, Mark, Christine, hey, guys. We're not seeing each other for the first time. , Right?" When they met at the Berlin Film Festival before, they did not act so abnormally. What happened today?This simple greeting not only didn't make everyone feel better, but also Catalina Koffler next to him uttered a "wow" bitterly, making Lan Li unprepared, and he couldn't help but chuckle twice. Voice, "So, what question did you want to ask just now? I still have some time before the official rehearsal today."The dress rehearsal time is 9:30, and it is not yet nine.Carla blinked vigorously and muttered, "This is not a dream? No matter, even if it is a dream, so what!" Cara strode forward. "We are discussing just now, among your film works, which one do you like the most?""'Anti-cancer me'." Without any hesitation, Lan Li gave the answer directly. In this work, Lan Li not only tried a comedy performance, but also truly broke away from the influence of past life memories, returned to reality, and started wholeheartedly. "The anti-cancer me" is very important to Renly's actor career.Such an unexpected answer immediately reminded everyone, "How is it possible", "Isn't it'Love Crazy'", "I think "Extraordinary" has completely exploded it", "Isn't it right", "It shouldn't be like this"...The chattering discussion ~www.novelhall.com~ was endless, and the scene finally started to lively again, but Lan Li remained unmoved and shrugged slightly to show her attitude.Mark returned to his senses and shouted again and again, "What about the music? What about the music? Which one do you like the most? Or, which one is the most special?""'Cleopatra'." Lan Li's answer was also very straightforward. There was no modesty and politeness, and no polite excuses. The same did not say "The best is always the next", but simply gave it. My own answer, "At least, so far, for me. Before, I didn't taste the true meaning of this song, but after the time has settled, its meaning is really different."Lan Li expressed his opinion sincerely, "What about this? Is there anything else?""Uh..." Everyone was stunned for a while. The bustling discussion just now was endless. Now it's stuck. In the end, Kristen called out, "How does it feel to win an Oscar?""Awesome! Then... I should really go back to the stage and polish my basic skills."
