[American Entertainment] Kise's Hollywood Diary

Chapter 157 The arrow is on the string

After the Oscars, there was about a two-hour gap between the start of the Vanity Fair dinner. During this time, Vincent almost always stood or sat in front of the camera, even if he didn't need to speak, he just stood there. Showing up is also tiring. He felt that his eyes had been stimulated by strong light for a long time, and he had to get a massage and rest afterwards.

After the single and group photos of this year's award-winners, there was a routine interview time. Vincent was not "released" until he had to spare time for dressing up and makeup to attend the dinner.

At the Vanity Fair dinner after the awards ceremony, Vincent did not get any chance to "escape". He drank to the end with a fair and delicate face, with a blush of intoxication and restrained temptation hanging on his cheeks. If it weren't for the many big-name producers and directors gathered around him, perhaps some horny female celebrities would have posted on it.

But Vincent's current appearance is indeed very attractive. Not to mention the women who can't move or move their eyes when looking at him, some men with ulterior motives will also feel itchy after seeing him.

However, what appears in front of the director and producers is a walking trophy, a moving money tree and a human-shaped headline generator! Not to mention those producers and professional managers who are not short of money and team.

Then I thought about it, when Vincent won the Oscar for the first time for his role in "The Blind Side", he didn't receive such attention and the attention of the audience now.

Although everyone's default rule is that Oscars take precedence over Golden Globes, nominations take precedence over short-term nominations. But any good-sounding name is just a name. Only winning a prize can represent the supreme honor.

By the end of the game, everyone was exhausted. Vincent combed his hair back three-quarters, but his hair was hunched due to his movements. His layered blond hair hung slightly on one side of his forehead, giving him a rather melancholic temperament. .

When he was really in a daze and left the scene due to his drunkenness, no one stopped him this time.

At the same time, Leonardo drove from home to Vincent's home alone. He tried to arrive before the other party came home so that he would have enough time to arrange some things.

On the other side, the agent who picked up Vincent was driving a little drunkard who was half drunk but not quite sober. Along the way, he listened to him reciting lines, singing, reciting architectural history, and even learning The language of the cats and Fini, one cat and one person, don't know what they are communicating by "meowing".

Anyway, it's okay to say that Vincent was drunk.

He had drunk a lot of wine tonight. Drinking little by little would actually be fine, but he drank too much and mixed the types of drinks together. In addition, Vincent spent almost the entire day today. The tense nerves were finally relaxed at this moment, all the burdens were lifted at this moment, and the person suddenly became as soft as the ragdoll cat in his arms.

"Where's my cell phone!"

Frank was holding the steering wheel in his hand and almost shook when he heard Vincent's voice. "Isn't your cell phone in the pocket of your coat?!"

"Where is my coat!"

" Brother, isn't your coat hanging on your body? You were saying it was cold just now! "Fortunately, there is no traffic jam, so Frank speeds up and drives home.

Vincent squirmed twice while holding the seat belt, but the phone did not come out. Instead, he lifted the Gravanni-exclusively designed dress jacket that he couldn't even buy with money to the floor of the car. Vincent was vaguely aware of the situation. Yue heard the muffled sound of something falling to the ground.