From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

At a glance, Madeline spotted the girl's hurried action of hiding the magazine under the chair. Wasn't that Hugh Jackman on the fleeting cover?

An idea, seizing a possibility, blurted out before she could even process it.

"Isn't that 'GQ'?"

The girl looked up, but there was no panic. Her eyes clearly said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Madeline immediately reacted, sitting down next to the girl and lowering her voice, "I'm just like you, caught sneaking a peek at a magazine in class. Is that the newly released 'GQ' in your hand?"

"Hugh? Or Brad?"

The girl remained vigilant, scrutinizing Madeline for a moment, as if determining the truth of her words, before finally speaking, "Neither. They're not my type."

Madeline: …

If it were three minutes ago, she might have been too shocked to speak, but now, after a brief moment of stunned silence, she actually accepted it calmly.

The girl continued, "Anson. Anson Wood."

Madeline: "Who?"

The girl didn't explain, but pulled the magazine out from under the chair again, flipping it open to a page and showing it to Madeline.

Madeline immediately covered her mouth, "It's him!"

It was that man.

Madeline couldn't believe her eyes, glancing at the girl in astonishment, then immediately looking back at the magazine, "I got caught by the teacher because of him. Who is he?"

"Anson." The girl's voice carried a hint of pride and triumph, the simple two syllables conveying a melody dancing between her lips and teeth.

Madeline repeated, "Anson…"

Her gaze greedily scanned the page.

Besides the earlier photo of him looking back, he actually occupied four full pages, on par with Brad Pitt, and only two pages less than Hugh Jackman, the cover star. This treatment was truly rare.

Then, Madeline saw another photo.

Still in the same suit, Anson was barefoot, sitting on the ground, his skateboard flung aside. His hands supported him on the ground as he looked directly at the camera, laughing heartily. The unobstructed sunlight enveloped him, delicately and lightly outlining the vitality and unrestrained spirit that broke free from his body.

Again and again, breaking convention, breaking the mold.

People often get used to familiar things, whether it's music or clothing, everything is like that. It's easy to like what you're already used to, so when you see something new, the first reaction is often rejection, or at least some hesitation. This is the norm.

However.

Before her, it was different.

Everything was so natural and beautiful. The frames that had been broken free from actually released the colors and edges deep within this man's soul. He was not only handsome, but also vibrant, so handsome that her knees trembled slightly, every cell in her body silently screaming.

Four pages, four photos.

Two on a skateboard, one playing basketball, one running.

Freedom. Exuberance.

Even the hem of his clothes and the laces of his shoes seemed to feel the vitality dancing in the sunlight.

Her knees trembled slightly.

Finally, Madeline saw the interview.

The girl also looked over, her eyes full of joy and excitement, "He's just special. If you see him in person, the feeling is even deeper, even better-looking than in the photos."

Madeline's eyes widened, "You've met him?"

The girl nodded vigorously, "Yes, on the set of 'Friends'."

Madeline: …

Her open mouth could fit an egg.

The girl laughed, "Don't you know? His first role was a guest appearance on 'Friends'. I even created his profile page on IMDB."

"By the way, I'm Gloria."

Although Gloria knew that Anson was gold that would shine sooner or later, and that millions of fans would definitely call out his name in the future, it had always been a single-player game. She also longed to meet like-minded people outside of the internet, but she never expected it to be in such a setting.

"GQ" was indeed bold—

Giving Anson a full four pages.

This treatment was top-notch. If it were placed in the summer blockbuster season of June, it would be even more unbelievable, completely insane.

However, "GQ" had the confidence.

Because Bruce Douglas's photos were indeed outstanding in quality, without a doubt Bruce's best performance in the last two years.

Also because Anson's fashion sense, seemingly ordinary but breaking the mold, brought about a revolution in the suit theme in a wanton and unrestrained way.

Madeline couldn't control herself at all—

Even going to the principal's office and being severely reprimanded by the principal didn't ruin her good mood. Even walking felt like she was about to fly.

Moreover.

It still wasn't over.

When class ended and Madeline returned to the math classroom, Ms. Brownberger was… flipping through "GQ". Madeline noticed the page with sharp eyes, and it was actually Anson!

Madeline couldn't help but get excited.

Ms. Brownberger looked at Madeline and gave a helpless smile, "Madeline, you're about to graduate, you should be concerned about your future. You can read magazines, but at least wait until class is over."

Madeline nodded repeatedly, "It's just that the magazine just came out today, and the other girls are waiting to borrow it, so I couldn't help myself."

"Ms. Brownberger, do you like him too?"

Ms. Brownberger shrugged slightly, "Of course, we shouldn't reject beautiful things. So, who do you like?"

Madeline didn't say anything, but pointed directly to the magazine open on the desk, "Him."

Ms. Brownberger laughed.

Madeline was encouraged, "So, who do you like? Brad?"

Ms. Brownberger thought seriously, "I like Hugh, but I have to admit, this Anson's photos are indeed very attractive. I like him too."

She paused, then closed the magazine and handed it back to Madeline, "You better remind the other girls that if I confiscate it again, I won't return it."

Madeline nodded repeatedly, made another promise, took the magazine carefully, turned around and rushed out.

Gloria, standing at the door, looked up and saw Madeline showing the magazine, and the two of them silently screamed together.

Ms. Brownberger shook her head gently, looked at the two girls at the door, couldn't help but think of her own middle school life, opened the drawer, and then took out another copy of "GQ", holding a coffee, and slowly flipped through it—

Because of Hugh Jackman and Brad Pitt, this issue of the magazine had already won countless attention, but now it seemed that they were all making wedding clothes for someone else.

The fact was also true.

The release of "GQ" became one of the most lively and widely discussed events in the North American entertainment industry today.

This was something people never expected.

Fifth update.