America: Child stars start with The Shining

Chapter 93 Congratulations to you as well.

Jennifer Aniston walked over from the side, holding a glass in her hand.

juice.

Well, after all, this guy isn't an adult yet, so naturally he can't go around clinking glasses with champagne like those adults.

Charles smirked and replied, "What else can I do? Go chat with those adults? Look at them, they're all completely drunk."

As he spoke, he casually pointed in a certain direction.

Director Clara was surrounded by a group of people, her face flushed from drinking, and she looked somewhat dizzy.

If you were to ask who the happiest person was tonight, it would definitely be her.

For a rising Broadway director to achieve such remarkable success with his second theatrical production is no easy feat.

Basically, it's safe to say that after tonight, she has completely established herself on Broadway.

Next, the opportunity to direct those classic plays will truly fall to her.

Of all these people, the one she was most grateful to was Ciel.

So much so that when she was toasting just now, she even went over to chat with Charles for a while.

Fu'er could only hold the glass of juice, a polite smile on her face, and occasionally chime in with a few words.

However, he could understand it.

The crew members have had a tough time lately, constantly on edge.

So, tonight, the premiere finally came to a successful end, and they certainly needed to relax and unwind at this celebratory banquet.

Aniston smiled and said, "Boss, you're the hero of today, cheer up!"

After saying that, she raised the glass of juice and gently touched it with Charles's.

Then, she changed the subject and asked, "Speaking of which, you went out backstage just now, was everything alright?"

Charles shook his head: "What could it be? It's just that a few VIP audience members want to call me over and say a few words of praise."

At this point, he shrugged and continued, "You know, those people always like to use this method to assert their presence."

Charles had no intention of telling Aniston the truth.

Even if she said it, it would only add to the other person's troubles. After all, Aniston couldn't help him with this kind of thing.

Aniston gave Charles a suspicious look.

However, seeing that he didn't seem to want to continue the conversation, she didn't press him. Instead, she raised an eyebrow and said, "Boss, you don't look like a child anymore."

Charles paused for a moment.

What did Aniston mean by that?

Goodness, now this employee actually dares to joke around with the boss.

I dare not even imagine what other things they might do in the future.

So, Charles frowned and asked, "What should a normal child be doing now?"

Aniston pretended to think about it seriously for a moment, then said, "Let me think..."

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"Yes, the desserts tonight were delicious! And... wow, so this is what a celebration party on Broadway is like!"

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At the end, Aniston deliberately imitated that exaggerated tone of someone who had never seen the world.

Charles couldn't help but chuckle at her words, then said, "If you really want to hear these things, I can go along with it and tell you all about them, how about that?"

"Forget it."

Aniston pursed her lips, sat down next to him, and said, "It sounds even stranger if you really say that."

In her eyes, Charles was like a precocious child, completely unlike his peers compared to the chattering young actors around him.

Although Aniston wasn't much older than Charles, at this moment, the two of them sitting on the edge of the banquet hall did seem somewhat out of place among the excited children around them.

Charles didn't refute, but simply picked up his juice and took a sip.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall became increasingly lively.

Before the premiere ended, everyone was on edge, fearing something might go wrong that night.

But now the results are in: the audience response is very positive, the critics are quite enthusiastic, and the investors are all smiles.

In this situation, everyone naturally relaxed completely.

Especially for adults, once they drink alcohol, all the pressure and emotions that have been building up will explode.

At this moment, some people were already hugging each other, their eyes red as they recounted how difficult the past few months of rehearsals had been.

In contrast, Charles and Aniston's side seemed much quieter.

Two minors who couldn't drink alcohol sat on a sofa at the edge of the banquet hall, holding their juices, watching a group of adults drink themselves into all sorts of bizarre shapes.

In a sense, the scene is actually quite interesting.

Aniston glanced over there and quickly saw Director Clara being surrounded by several people toasting her, looking both happy and flustered.

It can only be said that, whether in America or elsewhere, this kind of drinking culture is always present at victory celebrations.

She couldn't help but smile and say to Charles, "Director Clara looks really happy today."

Charles casually remarked, "Of course, tonight is very important to her, so it's normal for her to react this way."

Aniston turned her head, stared at Charles for a few seconds, and then asked, "Is it important to you too?"

Charles paused slightly, his hand holding the cup hovering in mid-air, and asked, "Why are you suddenly saying that?"

Aniston swirled the glass in her hand and said casually, "Because everyone's talking about you."

"From the moment the performance ended, the name I heard most often was yours."

"The director is talking about you, the investors are talking about you, the reporters are talking about you, even the minor actors are secretly discussing you."

She paused for a moment, then added, "Although they often talk about you, boss, I overheard all of this in private."

Upon hearing this, Charles couldn't help but smile helplessly and said, "What's there for me to discuss?"

Aniston stared at him wide-eyed, as if she had heard something incredibly unbelievable.

Then she said, "Are you serious, boss? Your self-awareness is seriously lacking!"

"You just finished the premiere of 'Oliver Twist' tonight, and you also made a movie and started a record company. Recently, you've been all over the newspapers because of that hearing."

"Don't you think there's a lot about you that's open to discussion?"

Charles paused for a moment, then did not deny it.

"Okay, that's true."

Aniston looked at his expression, then suddenly smiled, a hint of envy in her voice, and said, "I really envy you, boss. Being in the spotlight every day... If only..."

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She stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence.

Then, she shook her head to herself and didn't continue speaking.

Charles paused for a moment, as if he understood something, then turned to look at her and said earnestly, "You will experience these things in the future, I assure you, Aniston, you are a natural actress, they just haven't noticed your potential yet."

After saying that, he pointed in the direction where the adults were, his meaning was very clear.

He just wanted to tell Aniston that it was those people who lacked discernment, not that she lacked ability, and that she shouldn't lose confidence in herself.

After hearing these words, Aniston suddenly froze on the spot, remaining silent for a long time.

Her eyes seemed to be glistening.

This was the first time someone had affirmed her so directly.

It wasn't just polite talk or consolation; it deeply moved her, leaving her speechless for a moment.

Because, from childhood to adulthood, she has faced far too much doubt and criticism.

She comes from a family of actors, and naturally, she has carried a lot of pressure since childhood.

That's why she came to Los Angeles alone to study at a drama school and make her way in the world on her own.

Her purpose in coming to Los Angeles was to prove herself to others.

To prove one's abilities.

Thinking of this, Aniston suddenly raised her glass and said to Charles, "Boss, congratulations on the successful conclusion of your premiere!"

Charles smiled, raised his glass just like the other person, and said, "Congratulations to you too, future superstar."

Halfway through the dinner, Charles and Aniston sat at their seats, chatting idly.

After chatting for a while, Charles stood up to go to the restroom.

As a result, he had just reached the bathroom door and hadn't even had a chance to push it open when he vaguely heard some strange noises coming from inside.

Xia Dun stopped and stood at the doorway, remaining silent for a few seconds.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned around and walked back to his seat.

Forget it, it's better if he doesn't go in.

It seems everyone has gotten a bit tipsy tonight.

Moreover, this kind of thing is actually not uncommon at American banquets.

Especially in the second half, once the alcohol takes effect, some people will do things they would never normally do.

What's more, this is the entertainment industry.

Especially at parties hosted by Black singers in later generations, it has become an almost commonplace phenomenon.

Moreover, those people basically throw parties in their own big villas, and well, the result is predictable.

When Charles returned to his seat, his expression was somewhat strange.

Aniston couldn't help but find it a little strange.

You've only been gone for less than half a minute, how come you're back so quickly?

She glanced at Charles, then stood up and walked towards the restroom.

Charles sat there, silently calculating the time.

Sure enough, less than half a minute later, Aniston also came back, her expression exactly the same as his earlier.

The two looked at each other, but neither spoke first.

So they remained seated for the rest of the time, enduring until the banquet was over.

During the restroom session, no one mentioned it again.

So much so that when Charles returned to Ovitz’s house, the first thing he did was run to the toilet.