American Fame and Fortune Chapter 504

Chapter 504 Isabel tore Isabel apart

In Beverly Hills, Stewart Townsend saw off the woman who came to the door. Considering that today was the last day of the Cannes Film Festival, he quickly packed up the house carefully, packed all the garbage into a bag, and carried it out the side door.

 Entering the alley, two garbage bins are placed opposite each other.

Stewart threw the garbage bag into his relatively new trash can. Just as he was about to go back, he suddenly heard a gun salute in the sky.

He followed the sound and saw that it was played by the bad neighbor next door.

Shooting sounds sounded one after another, and the salute resounded across the sky.

 Because of Charlize Theron, Stewart has been paying attention to this Cannes Film Festival and guessed what happened.

It must be that **** Martin Davis who won the Best Actor at Cannes!

 Stewart raised his head and looked at the sky above his neighbor's house.

 Then, I remembered the reports in the media.

“Why do bad people always succeed?” Stewart said to himself: “A good person like me can't get ahead!”

 Anyone who has a girlfriend will not feel comfortable meeting a neighbor like Martin.

Especially because my girlfriend is still at the film festival and has trouble keeping up with others.

 Stewart felt more and more uncomfortable as he thought about it, and decided to take action amidst the salutes exploding above his head.

 So, he raised his big foot and kicked it on Martin's trash can with a thud.

This was not enough, Stewart kicked him several more times, until the trash can deformed.

After taking a few deep breaths, he raised his **** toward Martin's house and said in a cold voice: "Don't mess with me!"

 No one responded, only the salute was blasting.

Stewart vented his anger and turned around to return home. The living room and bedrooms of the villa had to be carefully checked again. If Charlize found out any clues, such a good life would be gone.

 Next door, Lily and Elizabeth each lit a box of salutes and ran back to the front of the villa.

Martin won the Best Actor Award at Cannes, and the two were very happy.

Lily suddenly burst out with inspiration and said: "I'm going to carve a new work, based on Martin's Cannes Best Actor win."

Elizabeth was also interested: "I'll go with you."

 In the basement of the manor, Elizabeth specially ordered a large room to be cleared out as Lily's special carving studio.

On the way downstairs, the two called Martin one after another to congratulate him on winning the Cannes Best Actor.

 After the awarding, the film festival organizing committee also invited many winners and guests to attend the closing reception.

ˆ Martin, as the new best actor, was naturally one of the highlights at the reception.

 Several judges, including Isabelle Huppert, came over to chat with him and have a drink.

Among them, screenwriter Hanif from **** also revealed to him the news that the jury's vote for best actor supported him at a ratio of eight to one, and the only person who objected was from India.

 Martin said nothing.

After the others left, Bruce stared at the Indian actor and whispered: "Would you like me to prepare a motorcycle for him?"

 Thomas didn't understand what he meant: “He doesn't support Martin, why should he give him a motorcycle?”

Bruce said: "I think the motorcycle exhaust pipe suits him very well!"

 Thomas understood and didn't know how to answer.

 Good man Martin couldn't help but refuted: "Old Bu, we are civilized people, how can we do such a thing?"

He reminded: "There was a pet shop on the Esplanade, and I remember they sold lizards."

Bruce remembered: "There is an adult products store next to it, and it seems to sell Spanish fly powder."

 Martin is not actively socializing. Most of the people present are relatively pure European filmmakers, and the chances of future cooperation are so small that they are negligible.

However, the new Cannes Best Actor, a Hollywood star with considerable box office appeal around the world, is very attractive in the eyes of some European directors.

 In the name of art, low pay but high appeal...

 Lars von Trier came over and said before he even got there: "Martin, congratulations on winning the best actor."

 Martin recognized the Danish director and said: "I also want to congratulate you, your new film won the best actress."

 Lars von Trier clapped his hands: "Look, one of us won the Best Actor and the other won the Best Actress. We have a special fate."

 He took a glass of wine from the waiter's hand and clinked glasses with Martin: "Cheers to our artistic fate."

 Martin had a drink with him.

 Lars von Trier put down his glass: "Speaking of film art, are you interested in joining a novel artistic journey?"

 Martin remembers that "The Female Hermit" was his work after 2010, and thought he was going to make this film, which was a bit curious.

 Lars von Trier continued: "I am preparing a new work, an art film called "Melancholy"."

To add more convincing, he also mentioned another Hollywood star: "Kirsten Dunst will play the heroine."

Hearing that it was another film, Martin lost interest for a moment and pointed at Thomas: "Russ, there are rules in Hollywood. You have to talk to my agent about work matters first."

"Damn Entertainment Bill!" Lars von Trier cursed, and then said: "Martin, listen to me, this will be a key step in your artistic career, it will usher in both your acting skills and your spiritual life." level of transformation.”

If Martin can be lured into the crew like Dunst did, raising investment for this film will not be a problem, nor will the income be a problem.

He suddenly raised his voice: "Ignore the **** entertainment bill, let's work together in Europe once and leave a true masterpiece of film art to the world." Martin was too lazy to answer and turned his eyes to Thomas.

 Thomas has worked with Martin for several years and immediately understood what he meant and took the initiative to take over the conversation: "We can talk about cooperation slowly, Director Till, let's talk about the prerequisites first?"

 Before Lars von Trier could speak, he said: "Martin's salary is 20 million US dollars. We will not consider anything less than this amount. "

 Lars von Trier was dissatisfied: "This is film art and should not be measured by money."

 Thomas said: "No matter how good the film art is, it needs to be realized through money."

 While the two men were arguing with each other, Martin and Bruce automatically moved away.

 Bruce saw it clearly: “I want to use your business appeal, but I don't want to pay for it.”

 Martin shrugged: "I'm not crazy. The name of art doesn't apply to me."

 This is Cannes, not Los Angeles, and he doesn't need to worry about the impact on critics.

The European media dared to scold him, and the North American media dared to scold him back.

Bruce reached out and touched Martin: "Look over there."

Near the door of the banquet hall, Isabelle Huppert was with Menet, chatting and walking towards the exit of the banquet hall.

 Bruce couldn't help but say: "It will be very exciting for Mene to write a memoir in the future."

Martin said: "It is suitable for the Sacred Valley adaptation."

On the other side, Huppert met Monica Bellucci to say hello and stopped to talk.

 Meine was waiting nearby.

　　Tonight is still very long, so there is plenty of time for late-night snacks.

 Suddenly, he noticed something strange happening around him, and many people looked towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

Huppert was talking to Monica Bellucci and didn't notice.

Meine turned his head and saw a woman walking over quickly.

Isabel Adjani spent a lot of effort to enter the cocktail party tonight. Relying on her many years of reputation and qualifications, she finally got in.

 As soon as she entered the banquet hall, she saw Huppert.

Thinking of the difficulties at the entrance, thinking of being a guest of the Palme d'Or this year, but turning into a laughing stock, thinking of the grievances over the past thirty years, Adjani's devilish temperament that was completely opposite to her angelic face when she was young suddenly broke out.

As beautiful as Isabelle Adjani was when she was young, she had a bad temper.

 She passed by a table, picked up two glasses of bright red Bordeaux wine, poured the two half glasses into a full glass, and walked quickly towards Huppert.

 Meine discovered Adjani's intention and could have pulled Huppert aside.

 But Uncle Menet, who had watched too many Hollywood movies and was an actor himself, moved his head very quickly and took a step across to block Huppert.

 A full glass of red wine was thrown over, splashing on Mene's face and clothes.

There was an exclamation in the banquet hall.

 Adjani saw that she had spilled the wine on the wrong person, and without the slightest apology or embarrassment, she went to grab the wine from the person next to her.

Huppert had already heard the sound and turned his head. When he saw Menet's face full of red wine, he immediately understood what had happened.

 She endured the deep hatred for thirty years!

Huppert picked up the decanter on Monica Bellucci's table, kicked off her high heels and rushed out.

  She poured the half bottle of red wine in the decanter directly onto Adjani's head.

 “Bichi!” Adjani was not one to suffer, and immediately wanted to take action.

Huppert tolerated her for too long. He spotted a spot on Adjani's head, picked up the decanter and hit it with a bang.

This is when Adjani was filming "The Bronte Sisters", she did it for real and deliberately stabbed her!

　　Adjani was stunned by the blow, her eyes rolled, and she slowly fell down.

 Everyone at the cocktail party was stunned. After all, these are the two Isabelles who are at the top of the French film industry's actresses!

“Take this **** out of here!” Huppert shouted as president of the jury. “Throw it into the street and feed it to the dogs!”

 Of course no one responded to her call.

 The chairman of the organizing committee, Jacob, almost ran over.

 The old man, who is almost 80 years old, almost lost his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Huppert ignored those people and turned around to ask Menet with concern: "Are you okay?"

Meine said: "It's okay."

Huppert took a tissue and wiped the wine from Mene's face himself: "You don't need to participate in the grudge between Adjani and I."

Meine scratched his head and said: "She came over in a fierce manner, and I blocked her without thinking too much."

Huppert gently brushed Menet's cheek, was silent for a moment, and said: "If your development in Hollywood is not going well, you can come to Europe to develop, and I can help you to some extent."

Mene smiled and said: "I will come to Europe to see you often."

Huppert smiled and nodded: "You go and change your clothes first, I'll take care of these messy things, and then go out for a supper later."

 (End of this chapter)

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