Unconventional Hollywood life

02

"Don't worry about me, I'll take care of these things." I heard you got an important role in a movie? She was much easier and less disguised in front of Robert, the person who had seen Lucian since childhood, and who had helped her a lot.

After all, the original Lucien is not a lively and active girl, she is more introverted and shy, and even this introversion makes her unable to find a friend or classmate who can borrow a garage in a bad financial situation.

It's really difficult to play such a role well, so it's better to stay away from her original circle early, at least after a little time of isolation, the personality change will not seem too abrupt.

"Ah, the second important role in life, I feel that I can rely on it to move forward a little further." An ambitious smile appeared on Little Curly's face, and blue eyes sparkled.

Although it is still young, it can already glimpse a trace of Lai Bald's smug aura - no, cross out, is it President Ma's determination to conquer the future - or is it not right, then, is it Dan Zong's confidence that everything is in control?

Lucien held her forehead, two black lines hung on her head, wake up, dear, when are you still thinking about the difference between various curls!

"Well, I'll wait for the day when you win the Oscar in front of the TV." Lucien said dryly.

For a Hollywood actor, the Oscar should be the highest honor, right?

"Maybe." Little Curly said with a shrug.

He was only nineteen years old, and the future was still far away, and he still had a lot of crazy ideas besides Oscar, but those areas were not yet something that he could invade when he was young.

"Give." He slipped Lucian with a piece of paper with his phone number written on it.

“？” Lucian took the piece of paper and revealed a puzzled expression.

"My friends on Broadway, if you can't get mixed up, call it, nothing else, it's still okay to be a handyman behind the scenes or a trick." Coughing, Little Curly said a little embarrassed.

Although he really wants to domineeringly tell his friends to mess with the boss and me, but from a practical point of view, he really doesn't have that ability, which is already his limit now.

"Thank you, Jesse." Lucian was stunned for a moment, showed a big smile, and gently hugged the little curly hair.

She is very happy to be able to get the care from her friends at this time, which makes her mood a lot better.

"Hmm..... But I said when I was a kid that I would cover your boss. Little Curly said a little awkwardly.

He had been away from New York for several years, and when he returned again, he found that most of his friends had moved out of the community, leaving only the introverted little girl who was the original. He couldn't help more, but at least, some.

When she went to bed at night, Lucien was still thinking about her future.

The timing of her crossing was really not too good, it happened less than half a year after 911. The economy and society of the United States were severely affected by this terrorist incident, not to mention the death of her uncle, a police officer, on the plane that took off in Boston and later crashed into the South Tower of the World Trade Center.

And her aunt, Jennifer, was already weak because she had just undergone kidney replacement surgery, and she was recovering from her husband's death and simply collapsed, her physical condition was getting worse day by day, even relying on expensive new drugs could not save the fading vitality, and finally tossed herself directly to meet her husband in heaven.

Thinking of this, Lucien felt that her head began to ache again after finally relieving a little.

Jennifer was completely in a semi-coma in the later stage, and her mind was a little confused, so she had no idea that Lucian had mortgaged the house they lived in to the bank to support the high medical bills.

No way, even if she has medical insurance, but some drugs, especially newly developed drugs, will no longer be on this list, and they can only pay for their own situation. Frank might have been better off if he were alive, but he had died in that disaster, and he couldn't even get a pension because he wasn't killed in office. So what else can a patient lying in bed and a child who is not yet an adult do?

The poor girl could only take advantage of Jennifer's not so conscious mind to sign the contract for her and take it to the bank to take out a loan to pay for her life.

Unfortunately, Jennifer did not survive in the end, leaving Lucien with no financial means, the house about to be taken away, and by the way, a hot Harvard acceptance letter that had just been baked to face reality alone.

Really, even if she pushes forward for more than ten years, she can still run to the undisintegrated Soviet Union to become a downturner, and as a home person, there is no problem at all, but now? Martial law in the United States, the sea, land and air are tense everywhere, she is a minor without relatives, let alone find a reason to enter and exit the country, and even smuggling can not find a big head who can pay for her! If you really try without knowing whether to live or die, it is estimated that there are only two ends, one is to be sold to an unknown place to become a p********e. Female, the other is really to cut everything from various parts of the body, cut it, and make an unknown contribution to the black market of organs.

Staring at the Harvard acceptance letter, Lucian picked up her memory, how much did her friend spit on Harvard for a year? Forty thousand? Or fifty thousand?

What is all her possessions now? Four hundred? Or five hundred? Twenty years ago, I would have lived for a while, but now? I'm afraid that I can't even afford to rent a basement in New York, so I can only go to the slum and share a flat with others, provided that the other party is willing to accept a roommate who can only pay half a month's rent!

As a minor sister paper, how long can I earn enough tuition with only an SAT transcript and a Harvard acceptance letter?

Oh, and by the way, she has won a number of international awards, and has been called the most promising ballet dancer, Marie Tarioni of the twenty-first century, and if there is no accident in this development, she may become the principal dancer of the troupe in two years. It's a pity that because she has to take care of Jennifer's relationship, she has not been to the dance company for a long time, and even her boyfriend dumped her because of this and found another 'promising' dancer as a girlfriend..... No wonder the ex is going to commit suicide, relatives are hung, feelings fail, tuition fees cannot be paid, the future is slim, in this current situation, who is crazy, so she now chooses to sell one of her kidneys or sell one of her kidneys?

Rolling her eyes at herself, Lucien decided not to think too much about it until her head didn't hurt, it wouldn't do her health any good.

As for moving out of this house next month, she didn't pay too much attention to it, where can't she live? Their car had not been taken away yet, and if not, the church in their community was also a place to go, and as a devout Christian, the priest would not refuse her to spend a few nights on the church pew.

While thinking crankily in her head, Lucien fell asleep in a daze, always having to take care of her body in order to continue to struggle.

And the work thing, she can do too little in her current situation. There is no way to explain the source, and the skills that come with it cannot be used, so she can only do some work that suits her current status and age. Short-term waiters in restaurants are a source of income, and you can also participate in some shopping mall promotions. If you have a way, you can also go to the model, but this belongs to the pending, lucky kind, not to mention the model's water depth problem, let's say that she herself has not received any modeling training, even if she can emerge in this line of work, it is a long time later, it is almost impossible to raise enough tuition before the start of college, so this is not the first choice, counting on it is not even as good as finding a bar that is not very strict. Clothing. Dance, at least the income of this profession is still good, at least it can fill the huge tuition fee ...

Lucien, who had been tossing around for a day, soon fell into a deep sleep, trying to relax in her dreams. It's a pity that Murphy's Law is such a thing as a spiritual don't want it, and there will always be something worse to give you a hammer when you relax.

The day before Lucian contacted a second-hand furniture dealer to deal with the contents of the house, an unexpected person came to the door.

"Miss Lucian Kitts." The man in the suit and plaid scarf looked at Lucian with a smile, "Don't you invite me in and sit down?" ”

Who is this person? Lucian looked at the other party's somewhat familiar face, and put a question mark in her heart, but still quietly let the other party into the door on the surface.

It was eleven o'clock in the morning, the community was bustling, and she wasn't very worried about what would hurt. And..... Looking at the car parked not far away, people who could afford to drive a Bentley would probably not do anything for a poor little person like her who was about to sell blood.

After the other party walked into the house, he naturally took off his coat and handed it to Lucien, who was following him, and Lucian also calmly took the other party's clothes and hung them on the coat rack, and the movements of the two people seemed to be rehearsed thousands of times, or like a husband and wife who have been living in the same house for a long time, natural and smooth.

Peter O'Brien smiled, Lucien's performance pleased him, maybe he could be more tolerant of her.

"Frank and I haven't known each other for a long time, but we have a good relationship, I have done him a little favor, and he has also extended a hand of friendship to me. I regret his passing, but since one is alive, one always has to look forward. Peter took the glass of water that Lucian handed him.

It was still snowing outside, and drinking some hot water would be comfortable in cold weather, but he obviously didn't plan to do so, because he hadn't even taken off his leather gloves.

Lucien didn't speak, just sat on the couch opposite and lowered her eyes. When she saw this man, she had a not very good feeling, and sure enough, now this feeling has come true, and the blue tendons beating at the corners of her forehead make her head extremely uncomfortable.

"Well, it's time to talk about the debt between us." Putting down the water cup in his hand, Peter leaned back on the sofa and said.