Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 257 Dispute
Taylor stared at Song Xiaoye, and asked in a deep voice: "Song, what's wrong with you? What about your confidence!? Richard and I have confidence in you, but the most important thing is yourself - don't you want to make a breakthrough? No Do you want a chance to possibly compete for an Oscar queen?"

"Listen, Richard and I chose you not just because of the bonus, but because we believe in your ability."

Song Xiaoye laughed, "Okay! Not only that, it has something to do with the funds!" Shaking her head, she also knew that it was almost impossible to invite big-name stars to star in an independent film.Unless, there is a generous budget.

"Okay! I should have confidence in myself—yes, I am very confident!" Is it because I suddenly knew my own background?She has become a little less like her.

Why should she care why she was born?Now she is no longer that sad little girl waiting for love.She—didn't care!

Actress!She can also be a queen!
Raising her head, Song Xiaoye smiled and said, "Okay! I've accepted this film, but we have to discuss the contract in detail—NO, NO, not the salary. I think Richard knows the bottom line of my filming, what to reveal , I will never agree..."

According to the plot, it is not impossible for this kind of thing to happen, so it is better to make it clear first, and it is safer to write it in black and white.

After making an appointment with Taylor, and drawing up a contract with Richard tomorrow, Song Xiaoye went straight back to the apartment with the script.

Taking a can of beer from the refrigerator, she sat cross-legged on the sofa on the terrace, looking at the high or low buildings from a distance.

For some reason, the tranquility that she enjoyed so much has now turned into deserted, staying in the room she used to be proud of, she feels very cold...

Turning her head, Song Xiaoye was a little surprised when she heard the doorbell.Who has such a tacit understanding, unexpectedly knows that she really wants to be accompanied.

"Come here, is it Mia or Sister Lili? Well, I hope you brought your own wine..." Opening the door, Song Xiaoye was stunned.

"Hi," standing at the door, greeted with a smile was Qiao Xuan, whom Song Xiaoye hadn't expected at all.

"Qiao Xuan?" In the next second, Song Xiaoye had already jumped on Qiao Xuan, climbing on him like a monkey, and kissing him passionately.

"Hey, Xiaoye..." Responding to her enthusiasm, Qiao Xuan couldn't help but glance left and right, "This is in the corridor..."

"I didn't expect you to come at this time..." Song Xiaoye giggled and kissed Qiao Xuan again.

Qiao Xuan shook his head, without saying goodbye, just carried Song Xiaoye into the room.

The two fell on the sofa, lingering to death, and fell on Qiao Xuan's body. Song Xiaoye passionately kissed Qiao Xuan, bursting out with unprecedented enthusiasm.

He was almost melted by the fiery kiss, but Qiao Xuan remained calm, and when Song Xiaoye pulled off his trousers, he panted and pushed her away.

"Stop, stop - Xiaoye, this is not our plan..."

"You don't like it?" Song Xiaoye caressed his head, and put a thin, provocative kiss on his lips, "We can make a new plan now."

"NO!" Enduring the eagerness to move, Qiao Xuan pushed Song Xiaoye away, "Listen to me, Xiaoye, you don't need to prove anything, I love you—you know it!"

"Of course I know, I don't want to prove anything, I just..."

Before Song Xiaoye finished speaking, Qiao Xuan had already held her cheek and kissed her lightly, "Xiaoye, I'm here, I know everything, I will be with you..."

Pushing Qiao Xuan away violently, Song Xiaoye jumped off the sofa and stared at him, "Who told you? Who told you to come to New York?"

Qiao Xuan's eyes flickered for a moment, "Yes—Sister Ying called me."

"Ye Ying asked you to come!" Song Xiaoye's emotions immediately became agitated, "Why do you listen to her so much? You come when she asks you to come! Do you know that she is not a good person at all..."

"Shhhh..." hugging Song Xiaoye, Qiao Xuan comforted her in a low voice, "I didn't come because of her, I came because you were here and you needed me—Xiaoye, I'm only here for you... "

In his whisper, Song Xiaoye gradually calmed down.

With a wry smile, she touched Qiao Xuan's hand on her face, and said in a low voice, "I look like a lunatic--do you? Really, I've really had a hard time these days..."

Shaking her head, she broke away, "Have a glass of beer! I really need someone to drink with me now."

Qiao Xuan nodded, watching Song Xiaoye turn around to get the beer, his eyes subconsciously scanned the whole room.

The apartment is not big, but it looks very warm and comfortable, very Song Xiaoye's style, just like BJ's house.

Smiling, his eyes fell on the script on the coffee table.

Picking it up casually, he looked at the three English words "Female Killer" on the cover of the script and raised his eyebrows.

Is this an all-English script?It's really a test of his level.But fortunately, although the spoken language is a bit so-so, the written language is okay.

Opening the script with a smile, Qiao Xuan only thought it was testing his English level.

The script is not too long, and there are many details that have not been completed, but this story is quite exciting and exciting.

After only reading one page, Qiao Xuan couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Song Xiaoye looked over with the beer, pursed her lips and smiled, then went to the open kitchen to sit on the sofa.

When she came back, Qiao Xuan had already finished reading the script, sitting on the sofa, staring at the script on the coffee table.

"How do you feel?" she asked with a smile.

Qiao Xuan raised his head, his eyes were very complicated, "Are you going to take over this movie? Play that psychiatrist or..."

"Heroine!" Song Xiaoye smiled brightly, "I will play the heroine! Although this is an independent film made by Taylor and Richard, I believe in their strength. Although it has been ten years, I miss them The power to realize your dreams has not changed... Qiao Xuan?!"

Qiao Xuan exhaled, and took Song Xiaoye's hand, "Xiaoye, you can't act in this movie!"

"What did you say?" Smiling suddenly, Song Xiaoye looked at Qiao Xuan, a little surprised, "Why do you say that? Although it's not a big production, this is my chance, why can't I act? You, you can't trust my acting skills. "

"That's not the problem," Qiao Xuan said in a deep voice, "You've also read the script. This movie is not an ordinary movie. It can be said to be a real cult movie. Playing a perverted killer? Xiaoye, have you ever thought about it?" This character..."

"It's an opportunity! Just like Charlize Theron in "The Devil" and Anthony Hawkins in "The Silence of the Sheep", this is an opportunity! An actor may not be able to meet such a challenging role in his life. Qiao Xuan, shouldn't you be thankful for me?"

Qiao Xuan frowned, "Xiaoye, this film is not suitable for you at all! The scale is too big, bloody, violent, perverted, and there may even be nude scenes..."

Withdrawing her hand abruptly, Song Xiaoye looked at Qiao Xuan and sneered, "I see, you are worried that I might show up in this film, that's why you poured cold water on me like this."

Staring into Qiao Xuan's eyes, she was a little disappointed and outraged, "Why don't you believe me? You should know that I am not the kind of person who uses my body to attract attention! Even if the scale of European and American movies is always large, I will never Will agree to shoot dew shots. Qiao Xuan, don't you think you are too hateful! Even if you don't like me as an actor, you can't think of me like that!"

"That's not it, Xiaoye, the reason why I said you shouldn't take it is not just because there will be nude scenes..."

"Not only—" Song Xiaoye cut off his words, "You know not only these three words, to a certain extent it means yes! Qiao Xuan, I always knew that you are actually just an ordinary woman, but We all know that it is impossible! I will always act, not only now, but also in the future, none of us can know what kind of role we will have—isn’t it, I can’t take any role that you can’t accept? ?!"

Because of her questioning, Qiao Xuan, who originally wanted to explain, fell silent. The two of them looked at each other, speechless for a long time, and in the embarrassing silence, extremely complicated emotions welled up in their hearts.

"Xiaoye, I'm - really for your own good, this film is really not suitable for you..." After a long silence, Qiao Xuan still insisted.

Closing her eyes, Song Xiaoye was both disappointed and sad, "It seems that our opinions are not unified!" Wiping the corners of her eyes, she said lightly: "I'm sorry, Qiao Xuan, I can't leave you here to rest tonight —Well, actually, I think, maybe we all need to calm down—for now, it’s better not to see each other!”

Turning around, she didn't look at Qiao Xuan's expression, and just sat on the sofa without moving.

Maybe, he will apologize, and he will be like before, if he can't hold her back, he will...

There was a "bang", the sound of the door being slammed shut.

Song Xiaoye turned her head abruptly, looked at the door that was slammed shut, tears streaming down her face silently.

Curled up on the sofa, she hugged herself tightly, clutching her painful chest, sobbing endlessly.

Carrying the backpack, Qiao Xuan stood downstairs, looking up at the vaguely discernible balcony.

It should be that room, right?

He has been watching for a long time, but there is no sign of her on the terrace.

He walked away in anger, but didn't go far.

Standing downstairs, he expected that Xiaoye would chase her out, even if she didn't say anything, he would immediately surrender, just like before.

However, she didn't chase him out, and she didn't even look around the balcony to find him.

Is this really the end between them? !
Perhaps, he should ignore his own thoughts as before, and just agree with her.However, his feet were so heavy that he couldn't take that step.

He can't always beg and accommodate like that without self-respect, the more he is like this, the more she will ignore him, right?
Taking a deep breath, Qiao Xuan wiped his face, looked at the balcony one last time, turned and left resolutely.

Perhaps, what Xiaoye said is right, they should all calm down and think about how to get along with each other in the future...

Just as Qiao Xuan turned to leave, a slim figure appeared on the terrace.

Wiping her red and swollen eyes from crying, Song Xiaoye stood on the terrace, looking down blankly.

On the streets of New York, people come and go, but there is no figure she wants to see the most...

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