The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1172 Audacity
Singing softly and telling the story in a leisurely manner, the clean and clear voice wanders in the silky melody, and the scenery in the long river of time flows in the heart.

The man on the stage was so comfortable, so at ease, and so casual, dancing gracefully in his own musical world, feeling contented.

It doesn’t matter if there are no listeners, just sing to your heart’s content at the end of time.

That temperament spreads along with the light, and the atmosphere of the whole bar quietly changes. In the severe winter and snowy night, you can find a piece of tranquility and carefully let your mood spread in the aroma of hot cocoa by the fireplace.

This wasn't the first time Anne had watched Anson perform -

Aside from August 31st, Anson could already be seen singing in "The Princess Diaries".

But this was still the Anson Anne had never seen before.

With a guitar, I travel around the world. The vicissitudes and grandeur of the years are laid out bit by bit in the melody, but without the noise and bustle of storms and ups and downs. It just tells quietly, and I enjoy every moment of life to the fullest.

So simple, yet so touching.

I can't take my eyes away at all.

Who could have thought that Anson had such a side?
So different, and yet so…Anson?
"Annie?"

Annie was startled by a call from the side. She quickly adjusted her expression, fearing that her silly expression would betray her inner thoughts. She pretended to be calm and looked over, but found that they didn't seem to care.

Jake Gyllenhaal came slightly closer, turned his head and looked at the stage, examining it carefully.

"That's Anson, right?"

Annie:? ? ?
In an instant, the pervasive atmosphere disappeared without a trace, and Anne returned to reality.

Although Anne didn't know why she was nervous or what she was nervous about, her heart was still beating wildly and almost burst out.

Ryan Phillippe, who was sitting nearby, immediately became alert when he heard the name and looked in the direction Jack was looking. "Where?"

Recently, Reese Witherspoon has been discussing Anson all the time.

Anson believes that we should feel the music, not just the melody, the lyrics are also very important.

Anson believes that we should go deep into their lives and understand the choices they made at that time.

Anson is on a road trip, can you imagine? All by himself, with no one to go with him, God, I could never do that.

Anson this, Anson that, even though Anson had never appeared in their lives, Ryan was worried that their lives had been filled by a stranger.

The results of it?
He came to New York to audition for a movie and went out to dinner with his fellow actors, but he still couldn't shake off the nightmare. What was going on?

Looking left and right, Ryan couldn't find Anson. He almost suspected that he was being too nervous or even having auditory hallucinations.

Ryan retracted his gaze and looked at Jack, "Were you talking about Anson?"

Then he looked to his side to confirm that he was not hallucinating, "Claire?"

Claire Danes, who was sitting on Ryan's right, was different from the other three people. She was cold and calm, sitting there expressionlessly, as if she was thinking about whether she should choose a cocktail or dinner.

However, if you look closely, you can notice that Claire's eyes are also inadvertently scanning the bar, and she can't help but be curious about Anson's figure.

There is no way. Now the whole Hollywood is comparing Anson with Leonardo Dicaprio, not only in terms of popularity and achievements, but also in terms of appearance and temperament. Everyone says that Anson is comparable to Leonardo.

Claire not only collaborated with Leonardo on "Romeo and Juliet", but also almost collaborated with Leonardo on "Titanic" -

Curiosity is inevitable.

Ryan's words startled Claire and her expression looked a little embarrassed.

But Claire did not try to hide it. Instead, she continued with Ryan's words, "I didn't see it. Jack, are you sure you're not dazzled?"

Jack was slightly stunned. His first reaction was, did he make a mistake?
On second thought, Jack denied the idea. How could he be wrong? Besides, Anson was not someone who could be easily mistaken.

But how should it be explained?
Jack looked at Claire and Ryan, and the expressions in their eyes made Jack speechless. He simply raised his hands high and shook them like windshield wipers, trying to catch Anson's attention.

"Hey, Anson!"

The shout was like thunder out of the blue.

Anne was stunned——

Is it so direct? Is the show still going on? Does it really not matter?
All eyes at the scene focused on her in an instant, sharp and incisive. Anne's shoulders tensed and she couldn't help but worry for Anson.

However, Jack was completely unaware and waved his hands vigorously to try his best to attract Anson's attention, as if he was in a concert in front of 100,000 people, trying to make his movements as conspicuous as possible, fearing that they would not be seen on the stage.

The point is, there were only so many people in the tavern, which was awkward.

On the stage, the man was extremely calm and not panicked at all.

"Shhh."

"The show is going on. The Fox family search show studio is around the corner."

Light and humorous, this one comment successfully made everyone laugh——

The audience did not pay attention to the content of the shouting, but only noticed the sound. They were dissatisfied with someone disrupting the order of the performance, and their first reaction was to ask the troublemaker to leave.

Now, a witty joke defuses the crisis and the attention returns to the performance. After all, they don't continue to pay attention to the troublemaker.

However, Jack was not satisfied.

This wasn't Carnegie Hall, so there was really no need for them to be so serious. Besides, apart from him, other guests were also whispering but no one blamed them for disrupting the performance, so why were they targeting him?
Ha ha.

Jack ignored the others and turned to look at his friend, his eyes bright.

"That's Anson."

"See, that's a typical Anson response. The guy has a beard and looks like a hobo."

"But I am sure it was Anson."

"What is he doing here, doesn't he have a band?"

Chattering, chattering.

This made Anne a little helpless, "Jack, the show is going on now, we need to maintain basic etiquette."

Jack opened his arms, as if he could take off with wings. "Enjoy the music. This is the right way to open a tavern."

Claire glanced at Anne, then looked at Jack and said slowly, "Levien Davis, didn't you see the performance introduction outside?"

"Even if it really was Anson, that would mean he didn't want to be recognized."

"Moreover, it can be seen from the reactions at the scene that no one recognized him."

"So, by keeping quiet, you're complicating things."

Jack didn't care at all and made a face. "What's so complicated? How long do you think that guy can hide his identity? He attracts attention wherever he goes. It won't take long before he is recognized. If he wants to experience life, he should go to Africa. I bet it's quiet there."

Despite all the complaints, Jack finally sat down and stopped making any more noise.

However, after the performance, Anson packed up his guitar, put on his guitar case, and walked straight here.

(End of this chapter)