The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 977 The devil is ten feet taller

Nora looked at Anson quietly, with a look of relief and pride in her eyes.

The Woods naturally knew about Anson's movements in Hollywood. Even if they didn't understand, Darren Star would tell them from time to time.

However, those numbers, those news, and those headlines always lack a sense of reality. In their eyes, Anson is still Lucas's younger brother and their youngest son. It is really hard to imagine the scene where people are obsessed with Anson.

It is difficult to accurately define what a superstar is.

So, the last time Anson was preparing to buy a property in Malibu, Nora discussed with Charles that they would help Anson pay the down payment; it was also at that time that they realized that their youngest son's assets should have exceeded those of the two of them.

For Nora, all she needed to know was that Anson liked this job and didn't have to worry about his livelihood for the time being. That was enough. No matter what happened in Hollywood, they would support Anson unconditionally.

That's the point.

Until today, first the crowds outside the gallery, then chefs like Thomas Keller, all kinds of information are reminding Nora——

Her youngest son has done more than just “make a name for himself.”

Not only gratified, but also proud.

Thomas waited patiently for Anson to finish signing, exchanged a few more words of greeting, and then turned and left.

Standing at the door of the box, Thomas now had time to look at the album.

It was not just a signature, Anson also wrote a paragraph on it.

"Dear Charlotte Keller,

The most wonderful thing about a journey is the adventure and the unknown. You don’t even need to hit the road. From the moment you decide to take a step forward, the journey has already begun, and the joy and excitement have also begun.

you, too.

Even though we haven't met yet, I'm already looking forward to this adventure and hope that I can meet you at some point in the long journey in the future and sing and party together.

Anson."

Thomas was stunned.

He thought that Anson would just leave his autograph and say a few polite words and that was all. After all, he was asking for the autograph on behalf of his daughter. Anson had never met Charlotte, and had no idea what she looked like or what her personality was like.

However, Anson did not.

Thomas couldn't help but think of Charlotte's words.

"Dad, you don't understand, he's not just a vase or a chance encounter."

Thomas looked at the elegant words on the album again, feeling somewhat relieved. Perhaps he had made the right exception tonight.

Behind a door, in the room, Lucas was under tremendous pressure.

From Anson and Nora respectively.

Lucas's icy face remained expressionless, his eyes lowered and he remained calm.

"The number of private rooms here is limited. Reservations must be made in advance. Even six months in advance, you may not be able to reserve a seat. How do you think I was able to reserve a seat?"

Anson shrugged slightly. "I don't know, Lucas Wood's charm?"

Lucas, “Thanks for the compliment.”

Anson glared at Lucas speechlessly.

Lucas looked at Anson calmly, then showed his white teeth, like the arc of a smile.

Nora was concerned about something else. "How did you do it? Did you just give Anson's name?"

Lucas: “Yes.”

Then, Anson noticed Nora's curious eyes continuing to stare at Lucas.

Anson didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mom?"

Nora waved her hand to reject Anson. "Hey, little guy, no one can stop me from being proud of my little son. He is no longer his mother's little baby, but Anson Wood. Please let me enjoy this moment, okay?"

Anson: ...Uh, can he leave first?
Lucas took a quick glance and noticed Anson's helpless expression, a hint of smile flashing across his calm eyes. Then, Lucas saw a similar look in Nora's eyes -

Mind you.

"Obviously, once the exam started, I was rejected, which was not surprising to me."

"In fact, I didn't hold out hope, I just wanted to see if there was a last-minute cancellation and jump the queue, otherwise we would have to go to the Cheesecake Factory to celebrate for Anson."

"But before I hung up, I tried to grasp at straws, so I threw out Anson's name and said it was Anson's private party to celebrate the Palme d'Or in Cannes, and asked if there were any boxes available."

“And then, that’s it (Volia).”

Lucas had a calm expression on his face and ended the story dryly.

"I know that when people appreciate magic, they are often amazed; but after the magic is revealed, everything becomes boring."

"Anson, I'm sorry. I know you don't like to use your name to enjoy privileges, and you don't like to throw your name around casually."

Nora also followed and teased her youngest son, "Anson, don't be shy, you should be proud of yourself. Your name now has weight. Your grandfather knew it when he named you this."

As she spoke, Noila paused slightly, as if she was adjusting her sobs, and blinked quickly to hide her embarrassment.

Finally, Anson spoke up, "That's good."

Lucas: ???

Nora: ???
Shouldn't things be like this?

Anson said calmly, "Since I can enjoy privileges by using my name, why not?"

"Luca, thank you for reminding me. It seems I don't have to queue in the future."

Lucas blinked, "Anson..."

From his European street tours to film festivals to his low-key return to New York City alone, it was clear that Anson was trying to keep his feet on the ground.

The success of "Spider-Man" and "Cat and Mouse" happened too quickly and too fiercely, pushing Anson into the whirlpool of fame and fortune. He needed to adjust his focus and rhythm and regain his concentration.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, you will get lost in the splendor of fame and fortune, and the next step will be alcohol, leaves, and even worse things.

So, Anson has been doing subtraction.

Of course, Lucas knew this.

But Lucas hopes that Anson will not have to carry so many burdens, and can try to relax, enjoy his youth, enjoy his life as an actor, be more willful and unrestrained; if he is not happy, he can turn around and leave at any time, there is no need to force it.

Just now, Lucas noticed Nora's little mischievous intention, so he followed suit, hoping to tease Anson.

Now, Anson’s reaction was clearly not what Lucas and Nora were expecting.

Lucas suddenly became nervous.

Seeing Lucas stuttering, Anson wanted to continue pretending to be cool, but he couldn't help it and his trick failed.

“Hahaha, Luca, you should see your expression now.”

"Mom, the same goes for you."

"Haha, hahaha."

Unbridled, belly-laughing, Anson's face completely blossomed.

Lucas and Nora exchanged glances and both laughed. As expected, this was the Anson they were familiar with.

As the saying goes, "The devil is always stronger than the good." In the contest of pranks, the youngest son of the Wood family was one step ahead and fooled his mother and brother in one go.

Nora shook her head slightly and quickly passed the buck, "Lucas, you can't do this. You've exposed yourself right away."

Lucas: ???

Lucas was about to argue, but after looking at Nora and then at Anson, he finally fell silent.

(End of this chapter)