Made in Hollywood

"Director Rosenberg..."

A reporter stood up and directly asked the most concerned question, "We all saw in the advertisement during the intermission that you destroyed the White House..."

"It's in the movie." Duke reminded.

"Yes, the White House was destroyed in the "Independence Day" movie." The reporter seemed to recall as he recalled. "Although there were shots of the White House in Hollywood movies in the past, there was no such large-scale explosion scene. What are your considerations?"

"First of all, I want to make one point. It was the aliens who invaded the Earth and destroyed the White House, not me!"

This sentence caused a burst of laughter. When the laughter stopped, Duke continued, "Independence Day is a science fiction film about aliens invading the earth and wanting to destroy the earth. The aliens blew up the White House. But the White House was not bombed for nothing. The White House bombed by aliens in the film will arouse the fighting spirit of the American people and highlight our great spirit of fighting for freedom for the hope of the earth and saving all mankind."

Speaking of these cheeky remarks, Duke did not feel any blush. "The White House was blown up in the film, but the American people will build an invincible American spirit and lead the world to victory."

As a Hollywood director, Duke must first please ∈∽. North American audiences and others can be put aside temporarily. These words accompanied by Warner and Fox's public relations and Super Bowl advertisements are enough to arouse the interest of more American audiences. .

As for whether it will be criticized by the media elsewhere in the world? Duke doesn't even care about criticism from the North American media, let alone other things.

Out of the press conference scene. Mum and Scarlett met from the lounge at the back. Duke and his party drove to a nearby hotel, where there was a thank-you reception at Victoria's Secret.

Cocktail parties are common business parties. Naturally, the supermodels who just finished the show are indispensable. When Duke walked into the banquet hall with his mother, the currently popular Naomi Campbell and Claudia Schiffer were surrounded by people, two supermodels. Full of charm, it is indeed the most eye-catching presence in the field.

As his mother socialized in the banquet hall, Duke was ready to move freely, but a little tail wanted to follow.

"Scarlett?" Duke frowned.

"Why can't I follow you?" Scarlett stood there. Looking at him blankly, "Godmother has been talking about business, and I can't understand it. It's boring."

"I understand," the little girl curled her lips, "you must suspect that I delayed you from chasing women, hum..."

She wrinkled her nose. Turned around and walked towards Mrs. Leah.

"It seems that I treat her a little bit better. Will she have to make an inch?"

Duke was still thinking about this as he walked towards the center of the banquet hall, as if Scarlett Johansson would be more honest when he put on a poker face, at least on the surface.

Taking a glass of champagne casually, and occasionally sipping a sip with the person toasting, Duke never looked at the two supermodels again. Naomi Campbell's dark skin might be able to attract others. But he was not interested, and Claudia Schiffner had a strange face. It really does not conform to his aesthetics. Even though he is deeply influenced by Western aesthetics, he does not think that she is quite worthy of the term beautiful.

Models of this era are too far away from Duke’s memories. Most of them don’t know him except for the most famous ones. After walking around the banquet hall for most of the time, Duke finally saw one after drinking half a glass of champagne. Some familiar faces, if they don’t admit their mistakes, they will definitely be supermodels in the future.

She had just finished socializing, and when she turned around, her eyes just hit Duke's gaze. Duke raised a glass to her. She obviously knew Duke, and smiled back, and her red lips were stained with the glass.

Taking a sip of champagne, Duke walked directly towards her while observing her calmly.

This is a blonde woman, about five feet ten inches tall, blonde, blue eyes, high forehead, eyes are not too big, with distinctive Nordic or Germanic characteristics, calculated from the beautiful and **** appearance, that is, she is in her early twenties This is the most beautiful age group for this type of woman.

As we all know, these blonde girls are basically precocious physiques. Between the age of 16 and 25, it can be said that the most ideal stage of the body, and after the age of 25, they tend to age very quickly.

In particular, models and actors use a lot of foundations containing various inexplicable elements every day. Their life and working hours are extremely irregular. Most people have bad habits such as alcoholism, drug use, and rich nightlife. If you don’t pay attention Maintenance, after the age of twenty-five, many of them look terrible without makeup or injections.

In fact, blonde actresses who are over forty years old have the best contrast with stars of other ethnicities, and they tend to look old.

However, the blonde beauty on the opposite side is obviously in the most beautiful period of her life.

"Hello, pretty lady."

Walking to the blonde woman, Duke shook her stretched hand gently, "Could you take the liberty to ask your name? I wonder if I have such an honor."

"Heidi, you can call me Heidi." She showed a very bright smile, "Heidi Klum, from Germany."

"It's very nice to meet you, Heidi." Duke raised her glass again, "You can call me Duke."

The two of them are not good men and believers, and they have been chatting together after a glass of wine, especially in this halftime show, there are many topics in common.

"I participated in a beauty contest last year and then entered the modeling scene."

As he walked to a terrace next to him, Heidi Klum talked about some of her own situation, "Although her career has developed a bit in the past year, she is still a newcomer. I can join the catwalk this time. My agent People use a lot of relationships."

"It is said that the company planning this event is your company?"

When she walked to a resting table, she turned to look at Duke. Duke helped her pull the chair away, made a gesture of please sit down, and said, "It’s my mother’s company. It has nothing to do with me. I’m in the company. Neither shares nor voice."

Sitting across from Heidi Klum, Duke greeted the waiter with two glasses of champagne, clinked with her again, and drank a half of each.

"But they all said that the halftime show came from your suggestions." Heidi Klum looked at Duke with piercing eyes, and Duke shrugged. "It's just a suggestion. I don't understand advertising planning. These are all My mother made it out. I'm just a director."

"A great director who can get hundreds of millions of dollars in investment!" She timely complimented.

"You are not bad too." Duke said, looking at her exquisite makeup face, "This catwalk will be your career takeoff point, and you will become the top model."

"Thank you."

Heidi Klum's face seemed a little gloomy, he hesitated for a while, and then said, "Things are not as good as imagined. The Santa Feia advertising agency will then set up a professional angel model team for Victoria's Secret. Newcomer models like me who have just debuted are the focus of their investigation, but I heard from my agent that I might be excluded."

"Lost such an opportunity." Her hand slowly moved closer to Duke, "It's a pity."

Although I haven't heard my mother mention it, the midfield catwalks have all appeared ahead of time. I think the angels will do the same. Duke is not surprised. Heidi Klum on the opposite side not only spins his hands in front of his hands, but also has more eyes. As hot as the summer sun, he seemed to want to bake out all his enthusiasm.

"Maybe I can help a little bit."

In fact, angels are more demanding on figure and face. Taigong and other things must be put back. Duke believes that as long as he hangs up with his mother's assistant Martha, he can basically solve it. "But I can't guarantee success. "

"Thank you very much!" Heidi Klum immediately shook Duke's hand.

"you are welcome."

Turning the palm of his hand, Duke's fingers gently slid across the soft palm, "Heidi, maybe we can change the place and discuss this in more depth."

"I think it's necessary."

Heidi Klum leaned forward, got closer, and breathed a sigh of relief to Duke, obviously knowing that there is a reason to pay if you want to gain.

Duke stood up, took her hand, and walked out of the terrace toward the exit of the banquet hall.

"Godmother, look over there!"

Not far from the exit, Scarlett Johansson pulled Mrs. Laria, "Duke seems to be leaving."

Turning his head, seeing Dukla walking out of the banquet hall with a blonde beauty, Mrs. Leah just shook her head. The Rosenberg family is not a conservative and stubborn traditional Jewish family. She has no intention of interfering with Duke's private life.

Seeing no response from the godmother, Scarlett seemed unhappy, her cheeks bulged, and she felt sulking. She felt that one of her best toys had been snatched away.

"Bad Duke, I will spit into your glass next time!"

The toy ran away, Scarlett said a few words to Mrs. Leah, went to the corner, sat on a chair, and sipped a glass of juice, planning how to get revenge to improve her mood.

Out of the banquet hall, Duke called for a guest room, and took Heidi Klum directly to the upper floor. Only a few minutes after entering the room, the clothes on both of them fell on the thick carpet. on.

If Naomi Watts and others are considered bed partners, these female models are the real one-night lover. Duke has no polite plans. After a brief foreplay, Heidi Klum will be pressed. On the carpet.

These models who have undergone rigorous physical training have amazing body flexibility, and they can almost be folded into ninety degrees. Duke will naturally not be polite.

Heidi Klum was also extremely cooperative, and Duke was only playing with ordinary tricks. Basically, he was always willing to come. The two went from the living room of the suite to the bedroom to the bathroom, and finally stood on the balcony, facing Atlanta’s The highland evening breeze spreads its wings like a bird in estrus.

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