Chapter 382 A man's thousand-year ambition, my life has no end
The next day.
The sun is shining.
Today Hepburn wore a white shirt on the upper body, a long skirt on the lower body, stockings + heelless leather shoes, and a brown windbreaker on the outside.
Slightly curly short hair.
A silk scarf around her neck.
The whole person looks clean, neat, elegant and carefree.
When Hepburn went downstairs, Hardy was already waiting for her in the hotel yard, still riding the same scooter. Hepburn smiled gracefully at Hardy and sat sideways on the back. Hardy stepped on the accelerator and the scooter left the hotel.
Behind the curtain of the room on the third floor of the hotel, two people were secretly staring outside, with only their eyes showing. They waited until the scooter left before they retracted their gaze.
"Do you think the big boss really just wanted Hepburn to experience the movie scene?" Hepburn's female assistant Tracy asked the male staff member who came with them.
The male staff member smiled inexplicably: "I think it's more like the big boss is picking up girls."
"I feel the same way," said Tracy.
The male staff member chuckled and said, "The big boss is famous for his womanizing. The public only knows that he has had several affairs with women, all of whom are the most famous women in Hollywood. But you have to know that they are envied by countless women."
"Hollywood is not short of beautiful girls. It is a gathering place for beauties from all over the United States and even the world. What they lack is beauty? No. What they lack is acting skills? No. What they lack is people who support them. If Hepburn can be noticed by a big boss, it is her luck and her future will be limitless."
Tracy nodded. "Of course I know that, so I hope my guess is true."
“Bang bang bang~!”
Just then there was a knock on the door.
The two were slightly stunned, and the male staff went to open the door. This was his room.
When I opened the door, I found that it was one of Hardy's security guards. The male staff member smiled and nodded, "What can I do for you?"
The security captain entered the room, closed the door, glanced at the male staff and assistant Tracy, and said in a serious tone: "If you don't want to be targeted by a sniper rifle, don't do those boring actions next time."
Both people in the room were startled.
A look of panic appeared on his face.
Could it be that when I was peeking at the big boss just now, I was targeted by a sniper rifle? Maybe if the two of us did something dangerous, we would have become two corpses now.
The two were scared just thinking about it.
"We, we will pay attention next time."
"Yeah, I will never do that again."
The two of them hurriedly expressed their opinions.
The security captain was about to leave, and just as he was about to open the door, he said, "Also, don't talk about the boss behind your back in the future."
The two of them fell into an icy cave.
Oh my god,
What they just said about the big boss being a playboy was also heard by the other party. They knew that people like the big boss would have very strict security measures around them, but they didn't expect it to be so strict.
I guess this is the standard for the president.
......
Hardy rode a motorcycle with Hepburn, and Hepburn started to tug at Hardy's clothes. After a night, she became a little reserved again.
"Is there any place in particular you want to see?" Hardy asked, tilting his head.
Hepburn thought about it.
"The Colosseum. I've always wanted to see the Colosseum in Rome."
"No problem, let's go."
Hardy knew the location of the arena, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove over. The streets in Rome were very narrow in some places, but the scooter was very convenient.
Arriving at the arena, the two climbed up the stairs, from where they could already see the entire arena. Although only some ruins were left, one could still see how glorious it was in the past.
I've seen the Arena.
The two came to the wishing wall again.
There are merchants offering paper and pens nearby. These guys are very business-savvy because it is impossible for everyone who comes here to bring paper and pen.
The two of them took a pen and paper. Hepburn held the pencil tip in her mouth and thought for a while, then wrote a paragraph.
"For beautiful lips, speak kindly; for lovely eyes, see the good in others; for a slim figure, share your food with the hungry; for beautiful hair, let a child touch your hair once a day; for graceful posture, walk with the thought that you are not the only one walking."
"May the world be peaceful, may there be no war, may hunger be far away, may everyone be happy, and may my first movie starring a female lead be a success."
Hepburn finished writing.
I took the paper and placed it in my palm. I put my palms together and prayed a few words. Then I used glue to stick it on the wall.
When Hepburn was writing the note, Hardy was actually peeking at it. He just felt that the girl wrote so well and had such a kind heart.
It can be seen that
She loves this world.
Hepburn pasted her note and looked at Hardy with a smile, "Mr. Hardy, have you not finished writing yet?"
Hadi just peeked and didn't write anything. He thought for a moment and wrote a sentence in Chinese on the piece of paper:
"A man's ambition is to live a thousand years. My life is endless. I should create my own achievements in this life."
Hepburn looked at Hardy at this moment, but she found that she could not understand what Hardy wrote at all. She blinked her big eyes and asked, "Mr. Hardy, what kind of language are you using?"
"Chinese, the writing system of Eastern China," said Hardy.
Hepburn was slightly surprised. "Is it the Eastern China that is now at war with the United States? He has seen reports about them in the Global Times."
Now that China has sent troops, the news has caused a sensation around the world. Naturally, the Global Times also reported it, and its coverage was more detailed than that of other newspapers. It even introduced China's historical evolution to allow Americans to have a more comprehensive understanding.
"Yes, that China," said Hardy.
Hepburn took another look at the words on Hardy's paper and exclaimed: "Mr. Hardy is really knowledgeable. He can even write in the language of that ancient country."
It feels so good to be praised by beautiful women.
I was crushed by the language before, and now I can only use Chinese to show off.
The two continued their tour by bike. It was already noon when they arrived at the Pantheon. There was a coffee stand next to it that provided lunch, so they found a place by the street and sat down.
They had just ordered their meals, and before lunch and coffee arrived, a middle-aged man with an easel on his back came over and greeted them, saying, "Beautiful lady, respectful gentleman, the two of you sitting together are like a painting. Are you two a couple? Would you like me to paint a picture for you? It will be ready after you finish lunch."
The other party spoke Italian.
Hardy was confused again.
Hepburn was responsible for translating for Hardy, "He said, do you want to draw a picture for us?"
As for the painter's comment that the two were a couple and a good match, Hepburn automatically brushed it aside.
"Why do I feel like he said a lot?" said Hardy.
"Ah, he speaks Italian, and Italian is usually more verbose." Hepburn lied.
Hardy gave the painter an OK gesture, which is used all over the world. The painter smiled and nodded, standing by to watch the two of them find the angle.
Finally, the easel was placed diagonally. Hardy knew without even looking that this guy gave the front face to Hepburn, while he himself only had a profile at most. Opposites attract while likes repel, and this painter probably painted this picture just for Hepburn.
It doesn't matter.
When the meal was served, the two ignored the painter and ate while chatting, talking about where they were going to go in the afternoon, their experiences in Rome, and even the words written by Hardy.
"Mr. Hardy, you haven't told me what you wrote on the wishing wall," Hepburn asked.
"A man's ambition is a thousand years, and my life has no end. This means that a good man should have a lofty ambition, even if he struggles for a lifetime. This is one of my mottos. I have been practicing this sentence since I was discharged from the army."
Hepburn looked at Hardy with admiration in her eyes.
As an artist under the Hardy Group, she is very familiar with Mr. Hardy's deeds. He was an ordinary person, but he achieved such great success in just a few years. It is difficult to find such a person in the whole United States.
Mr. Hardy is the embodiment of the American dream and is admired by countless Americans, especially young people, who regard him as a role model.
The painter next to me was painting very quickly. He was not painting sketches, but watercolors, which take much longer than sketches.
Hepburn and Hardy were not in a hurry. They ate and chatted at the same time. With Hardy around, there was no dull moment. There were too many topics to talk about. They started talking about their new movie.
Last time Hardy only talked about the outline of the story, but this time he talked about a lot of details, such as how the relationship between the hero and heroine gradually heated up, and Jon's home was also one of the important scenes.
"I have asked someone to find a suitable house, a typical Roman residence. We will stay there tonight and experience the situation of Anne and Jon." Hardy said.
Audrey Hepburn's eyes showed surprise.
"Only, just the two of us?"
"Yes, just the two of us."
I don’t know what Hepburn was thinking about, but her long eyelashes began to flutter, and it was obvious that she was a little nervous.
But what does blushing mean?
The painting was finally completed, which took more than two hours. It is a small octave painting. After the artist finished the painting, he looked at it himself and felt very satisfied.
"Sir, beautiful lady, the painting is finished. Are you satisfied with it?" the painter said in Italian.
Hardy looked at Hepburn.
"He said it's finished, let's see if we like it," Hepburn translated.
Hardy and Hepburn stood up and walked to the back of the painting to look at it. It was a realistic painting, with two people sitting on a coffee table. Behind them was a slightly blurred temple street scene. Hardy showed his handsome profile, but it was estimated that only people who were very familiar with him could recognize him.
However, more than 70% of Hepburn's face was exposed, with slightly curly short hair, a slender neck, delicate three-dimensional facial features, and fair skin.
The Audrey Hepburn in the painting is elegant and pure, yet lively and vivid.
Especially her eyes, which look as if alive, which is also what Hardy is most satisfied with. The man in the painting seems to be talking with his mouth slightly open, while Hepburn raises her hands and puts them on the side of her face, looking at the man intently with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
This is exactly what Hepburn did when Hardy recited the Chinese motto, and the artist captured it perfectly.
Hepburn was very satisfied.
But Hardy was more satisfied.
Because he liked the way Hepburn looked at him so much, it gave him a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
Hardy looked at Hepburn, "What do you think, do you like it?"
"He draws very well. I feel he is more beautiful than me," Hepburn said with a smile.
"Ask him how much this painting costs?"
Hepburn asked the painter in Italian, and the painter said a number. Hepburn said to Hardy: "He said 30 dollars."
Although the painter did not understand English, he knew US dollars very well. He did not want Italian lira but US dollars because the US dollar was the strongest currency in that era.
Hardy took out $100 from his pocket and handed it to the other party, saying, "I am very satisfied with your painting. This is a big tip."
Hepburn translated for the other party.
The painter showed surprise on his face and kept thanking Hardy. He grabbed Hardy's hand and kissed it, then grabbed Hepburn's hand and kissed it.
Hardy seriously suspected that this guy was just trying to be close to Hepburn.
The painting was handed to Hardy, and the painter packed up and prepared to leave, but Hardy asked Hepburn to stop him and made a gesture to Yuan. Soon a man in a suit came over. He was the operations captain in charge of security at Yuan.
"Mr. Hardy."
Hardy pointed at the painter and said, "I remember there is an art acquisition company called Hardy in Rome. Let the acquisition company buy his paintings."
"Also, ask him to enlarge this painting and make it into an oil painting that can be placed in the living room." Hardy said as he handed the painting to the security captain.
The painter was still a little confused and looked at Hepburn.
Hepburn helped translate, "This gentleman has an art acquisition company in Rome. He is ready to buy your other paintings. Are you willing?"
The painter immediately showed an expression of surprise.
The reason why he was so poor that he had to go out to paint for people was because he couldn't sell his paintings. Now that someone was willing to buy them, he was so excited. Unexpectedly, he met a big boss who bought artworks. He grabbed Hardy's hand again and kissed him hard.
In the end, he was forced to leave by the security captain, who grabbed him by the collar.
Hepburn was so amused that she couldn't stop laughing. It is a fact recognized by the world that Italians have never lacked artists, let alone funny people.
"Mr. Hardy, if you buy his paintings, you may save his life." Hepburn looked at Hardy and said.
Hardy looked at Hepburn and said seriously: "He paints very well. In fact, many painters paint beautifully, but they just don't have the opportunity to become famous."
"But I am sure that he will become famous in the future."
Hepburn was a little surprised.
"Why are you so sure that he will become famous in the future?"
"Because of the picture he just drew!"
"That painting, why?"
"Because the person in the painting, that girl, will become the most famous star in the United States and even the world in the future. She will be the symbol of an era, and that man will be a global financial tycoon."
"The story of the two of them in Rome will surely become a classic, and the painting is a witness to it, so the painting will surely become famous, and through the painting, the painter will also become famous."
“Puchi~!”
Hepburn was amused.
Only after hearing this did she realize that Mr. Hardy was bragging about himself.
This is the girl's simple idea.
She didn't know.
If Hardy wanted to make that painter famous, there are a hundred ways to do it. The painter is quite capable and with a little hype he can become a so-called master, so hoarding his paintings now will definitely be a big profit for Hardy.