Chapter 203 This Low-Cost...

Hearing Eric's answer, Elizabeth glared at her lightly: "You...you're really rude."

"What does this have to do with grace?" Eric opened a can of beer and sat down on the sofa: "Am I going to follow your words and say that I like this book, and then chat with you about the book The philosophy of life conveyed in this book is very pleasant to talk about, and it’s too late to meet each other?”

"Isn't it supposed to be like this under normal circumstances?" Elizabeth raised her head and asked rhetorically.

Eric smiled slightly: "When you were at school, you must have encountered this kind of thing often, right?"

Elizabeth nodded honestly.

Julia, who was holding the juice with some restraint, couldn't help laughing softly. She started to enter the society after graduating from high school. Although she did not have the high IQ and high education of Elizabeth, her knowledge in interpersonal communication was more protected than ever since she was a child. The very good Elizabeth is much stronger, and she understands certain things after a little thought. Eric also laughed, facing Elizabeth's puzzled eyes, and explained: "As you are the second Miss News Corporation, if a man wants to approach you, the material aspect must not work, and he can only do it from the spiritual level. So Hey, silly girl, most of the time when you encounter this kind of thing, it's a man who wants to pick you up."

This is the first time Elizabeth has been pointed out,

Thinking that I really felt heartbroken because of this kind of thing, I couldn't help but open my mouth slightly and looked stunned.

Eric took a sip of beer, leaned on the sofa and said with emotion: "Speaking of which, I used to use such a low-cost way to pick up girls in my past life."

"Ah...Bah!" Although Elizabeth understood that what Eric said was probably the truth, she still spat at Eric reluctantly: "You think men are as dirty as you are."

"For most men, being the son-in-law of the Murdochs can save them 30 years of struggle. What about being a little dirty?"

Elizabeth retorted unconvincingly: "These... these are just your conjectures."

"Do you think you know it yourself," Eric didn't mean to argue with the girl: "By the way, what's the matter with me so late?"

Hear this question. Julia's waist is slightly straight, which she always does when she's nervous. Elizabeth said generously: "Since you are in Venice. Let's go play together, how about tomorrow?"

Eric thought about the schedule and nodded: "No problem, I just happen to be free tomorrow."

Elizabeth originally thought that it would take some rhetoric to invite Eric, but she didn't expect the other party to agree so easily. It was late at night in Venice, and it was not appropriate for two women to stay in a big man's room for too long. a few words. He took Julia, who had never said a few words, to get up and say goodbye.

The next day, Andrei Smirnoff, the chairman of the jury who learned that Eric was coming, invited Eric to have breakfast early in the morning. Although he needed the help of a translator to communicate, the two Still having fun talking. After chatting in the restaurant of the boutique hotel until after nine o'clock, Andrei Smirnov had to leave reluctantly due to work reasons.

Taking Alan to the agreed dock, Eric discovered that Julia and Elizabeth had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as Eric appeared, Elizabeth complained dissatisfiedly: "Hey, Eric, you are really not punctual. You made two girls wait for you for so long?"

"I still have things to do well, how can you two eldest ladies be so leisurely," Eric explained. Just let Allen go to charter a boat, they are going to the main island of Venice today.

After finding a speedboat, Elizabeth dragged Julia onto the cabin, but expelled Alan, who was acting as a translator, on the grounds that she could speak Italian. After taking a speedboat to the main island, the three talents changed to a gondola and wandered along the Grand Canal.

The morning sun shone warmly on people, and Eric, who was dressed in casual clothes, leaned on the chair in the gondola and looked at the surrounding architectural mirrors with relish. From time to time, raise the camera on your chest to take a few pictures. Sitting on the other side, Elizabeth chatted loudly in Italian with the fifty-something ferryman named Loviso, who was standing on the bow, and the two laughed heartily at the same time.

"Hey. Julia, why have you been silent. Are you uncomfortable?" Eric pressed the shutter on an arch bridge a few times, only to realize that the girl sitting beside him had been quiet.

There is only one seat in this gondola, so the three people are crowded together, Eric is on the right, Elizabeth occupies the left, and Julia is arranged in the middle. Both girls are slender, Ai. Rick is also not fat, so there were three people sitting in the original two-person seat, and it didn't seem too crowded.

Julia raised her head, faced Eric's concerned eyes, and said quickly, "No, no."

"Oh," Eric thought for a while, and didn't know what to say for a while. Just as he was about to raise the camera to continue taking pictures, the girl spoke first, with a low voice: "Eric, when are you going back to Los Angeles?"

"September 5th, the day after tomorrow."

The girl raised her head, looked at Eric, and asked curiously, "Why are you in such a hurry, why don't you spend a few more days in Venice?"

Eric raised the camera, captured the silhouette of a seabird passing by the water, and explained casually: "I would like to rest for a while, but I will be shooting two movies in the next two months. Time very tight."

The girl nodded and lowered her head gently.

"By the way, Julia, when are you going to go back?"

Julia hesitated before saying, "Originally, Liz said she wanted to take me to Australia to see. Their family has a lot of ranches there, but I don't plan to go there."

"It's time to go back. "Steel Magnolia" is set for November. You should almost cooperate with the promotion. In addition, you also need to choose the script for next year's movie."

Julia looked at Eric with complicated eyes, and after a while, she spit out a word: "You..."

Eric lowered his head and took the finished film out of the camera and put it away, replaced it with a new film, looked up at Julia's expression, quickly understood what the girl was thinking, and said with a smile, "Your next year's film I won't interfere with the movie, you can also try to choose it yourself, of course, it is best to listen to Kapoor's opinions."

This year, two big-selling movies have been designated for the girl, which has brought Julia to a peak in a short period of time. Although Eric can let the girl continue to maintain this peak, according to Julia's still not very quiet character, Eric feels that it is better to let the girl experience some ups and downs.

Moreover, he will not be making movies as desperately as this year next year. If he keeps filming in a frenzy, it will always be a big sell. The giants who have been divided up too much profit can't bear it, and the possibility of buying the murderer to kill him Sex is not without, and next year he plans to focus on a layout that is crucial to his future film career.

When Eric was arrogantly interfering with her movie choices, Julia was always thinking about how to escape this guy's control, but now, suddenly hearing that Eric is no longer in charge of her, Julia has instead. A sense of emptiness.

"Hey, look at you, the Bridge of Sighs." Elizabeth on the other side suddenly shouted in English when the two were thinking about each other.

Eric looked up and looked in the direction Elizabeth pointed. In a narrow water alley, there was a fully enclosed white stone arch bridge like a loft. The boatman named Loviso smiled and waved the oars to row the gondola into the water alley.

"The Bridge of Sighs, such a beautiful name. Julia, do you know the legend about the Bridge of Sighs?" Elizabeth sighed like a young literary youth before turning to ask Julia next to her.

Julia shook her head confusedly. She really didn't know. Now, it's not like the era of extremely developed information ten or twenty years later. You can find everything by clicking on a webpage and typing a few words.

Seeing Julia shaking her head, Elizabeth proudly waved her little hand and explained, "Look, the two buildings connected by this kind of arch bridge are the Doge's Palace in Venice, and this is the felon prison. After the trial in the Governor's Palace, few prisoners who were escorted to this prison can survive again, so prisoners who pass this bridge will always sigh with remorse, hence the name Bridge of Sighs."

Eric took a few photos, put down the camera and smiled: "Listening to what you said, I think it would be more appropriate to change the name of this bridge to Hell's Gate. If this bridge had life, it would have passed through so many felons. The blessing of sighing over and over again must be filled with all kinds of violent emotions, and in the movie, it is the kind of typical villain who feels that the whole world is sorry for himself and that he is anti-human and anti-society."

Elizabeth's excited movements stagnated, and she thought that Eric's words were quite reasonable, but the girl quickly rolled her eyes at Eric: "Hey, don't you always be so unpleasant, okay?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Elizabeth turned her head angrily, intending to ignore the hateful fellow, and took Julia's arm and whispered.

The gondola slowly drifted under the Bridge of Sighs, and the boatman standing in the stern raised his voice slightly and said a few words in Italian to the three.

Both Eric and Julia looked at Elizabeth for no reason, the girl raised her chin with a little pride, and then translated: "Mr. Loviso said that if a couple kisses under the Bridge of Sighs, they can get everlasting love."

Hearing this, Julia squinted and glanced at Eric secretly, but with just one glance, she lowered her eyes in a guilty conscience. However, Elizabeth couldn't help standing up slightly, her eyes wandering between Eric and Julia, looking eager to try.

Seeing Elizabeth's appearance, Eric put his hands on his chest funny, and said justly: "Don't even think about it, I will never kiss you."

"Go away, even if this bridge collapses, I won't kiss you, you rascal." Elizabeth retorted, not to be outdone, with her hands on her waist. Holding the defenseless Julia, she leaned over and kissed the girl's red lips. (To be continued)