The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1848 Double Surprise
boom.

Annie was hit hard on the head, her head throbbing and her limbs going numb. She covered her mouth, clutched her head, tears welling in her eyes, and almost cried out.

She never knew that preparing a surprise party was so hard work.

In the past, when watching movies and TV shows, those surprise parties were romantic and blissful, seemingly capable of lighting up the whole world; but movies never showed the trouble and tediousness of the preparation process—

Of course, there is still a long wait ahead.

Numbness in hands. Numbness in feet. General paralysis and stiffness.

Sweating profusely, feeling as if she were in a sauna, she had never known that London in November could be so hot. Wait, is it because the heating is on?
She felt that her current hairstyle and makeup were completely ruined, and when she made her dazzling appearance, the surprise might turn into a shock—the real Sadako.

Shouldn't she look in the mirror?

rustling, rustling—

A sound came from behind her, and Anne, feeling dazed and confused, seemed to hear Noah's voice.

“Mr. Wood, please allow me to do it, I will.”

"Noah, what's wrong? You sound so nervous."

“No, no, it’s just, it’s just that Mr. Wood is worried about your health.”

"Which Mr. Wood?"

The conversation rippled through the air, barely audible, and Annie could only catch snippets of words.

Wait, Anson, the party.

Annie jolted awake, realizing that the long wait had caused her to drift into a deep sleep, leaving her in a hazy, half-awake state.

What time is it? What time is it? She didn't even know how long she had slept!
Obviously, Anson did not return to the apartment as planned, but this was not unexpected. Annie knew how the crew operated; occasional delays were normal, and it was common for meetings to continue after filming was over.

That's fine, it seems Anson doesn't remember it's his birthday today.

Anne took a deep breath, trying to wake up, but a wave of numbness and tingling sensation washed over her, causing her to grimace. She quickly adjusted her body, stretching out her limbs, but worried that her movements might ruin all her efforts, so she became even more cautious.

God, now she finally knows what it's like for Harry Potter to live in a stairwell.

Annie pinched her thigh hard, forcing herself to wake up. Joy and happiness surged up again, and she was eager to try. A smile crept onto her lips.

But, the hairstyle!
Anne realized that her sweat had made her hair stick to her face, which didn't look good, but it was too late.

Snapped.

The door opened, and Annie couldn't help but hold her breath—

As soon as the light came on, it slipped through the gap like fireflies, flitting in Annie's field of vision.

"This……"

Anson was stunned, gasped in surprise, and was completely speechless.

Anne couldn't help but imagine Anson's expression, and a smile crept onto her lips.

"Noah, what is this?"

“...Uh, this, this was sent by Mr. Wood, Mr. Lucas Wood. I didn’t open it, so I don’t know.”

"Luca? Wait..."

Anne caught the tone in Anson's voice, and she realized—

An opportunity! Now is the time! Anson's attention was completely focused on the cardboard box; this was the perfect moment for her to appear and catch him off guard!
boom.

Annie pushed open the locker door, spread her arms and legs, and tried to squeeze out, only to find that she was stuck.

Her limbs were numb and stiff, her body was clumsy, and she was stuck, unable to squeeze out quickly. As a result, her movements were not smooth, and she looked like a rusty robot. Her joints desperately needed some lubricant.

But there is no turning back when the bow is drawn.

"surprise!"

Annie shouted loudly, but her body still couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Happy birthday!" Annie struggled to climb out of the locker, let out a soft breath, and a smile crept onto her lips as she looked over with her brightest and happiest expression.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, dear Anson..."

The singing couldn't continue, and Annie stared at the scene before her, slightly stunned.

Anson is not alone.

Not only Noah, but Scarlett Johansson was also there.

Anne was stunned. Scarlett was without makeup and dressed casually, looking relaxed and simple, but her every move exuded a lazy and sexy charm. Her loose, slightly wavy long hair casually draped over her shoulders, making it hard to look away.

But what about her?
Anne was a little nervous and embarrassed, and her toes curled up.

"Annie?"

Anson finally came to his senses, his eyes wide with disbelief at what he was seeing. It took him several beats to realize what was going on.

"Oh God."

Anson was so busy with work all day that he completely forgot it was his birthday. The Wood family and Edgar were also unusually quiet, so much so that Anson didn't even think about a birthday party until now.

Looking at Anne standing in front of me, she looked slightly disheveled and embarrassed, her whole body was covered in sweat and her back was flushed. Her carefully prepared red skirt was also wrinkled and she stood there nervously holding the shapeless cake.

Anson felt a gentle tug at the softest spot in his heart.

"Annie..." Anson called softly, took two steps forward, and gave Annie a hug.

Anne seemed a little reserved; she was worried about being covered in sweat and about her current appearance.

Annie tried to break free from his embrace, but Anson didn't allow it. He pulled her tightly into his arms and whispered in her ear.

"Thank you."

"Also, happy birthday."

Annie was taken aback. "My birthday..."

Anson: "I know. But it's past midnight now, so it's your birthday. Happy birthday, dear Annie."

Anne's chest was filled with pink bubbles, overflowing with happiness. She should have been overjoyed, but her eyes inexplicably welled up with warmth.

Anne stammered, "But this party... oh, now the whole party is over, all the preparations I made for it..."

I felt both annoyed and regretful.

Anson chuckled, "It's okay, let's celebrate and have a party together."

He planted a kiss on Anne's forehead. "So, the reason Luca and the others haven't made a move is all because of you?"

Annie looked up at the sky dejectedly. "Yeah, everyone was trying to help, but we still messed it up."

Anson burst out laughing, "Hahaha, it's my fault. We were discussing a major scene for tomorrow on set, which took up too much time."

This is the truth.

Tomorrow, they're preparing to film Scarlett's last scene on set, the scene where Julianne dies. Alfonso and Emmanuel have planned a long take to showcase the thrill and danger of the chase from all angles.

According to Anson, the film was made as a commercial film.

The production team has been studying the originator of car chase scenes, the "French drug network," trying to draw inspiration from them and find their unique characteristics.

Not only the director and cinematographer, but also the leaders of the actors, lighting, props, special effects and other teams were all present to discuss the scene.

Anson is back, but the crew is still busy. They probably need to work through the night to finalize the plans. The whole crew is gearing up.

Scarlett came back with Anson to discuss their collaboration for tomorrow, since they needed to get into character as soon as they arrived on set.

Yes, Scarlett!
Anson then remembered, "We can still have a party now. Perfect, we have a guest."

“Scarlett, Anne.”

"Anne, Scarlett."

(End of this chapter)