[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac's unintentional intention to meddle was too obvious, but Mr. Tutor didn't force it.He wanted to pull Isaac to study this subject together because Isaac's identity made it easier for him to get the opportunity to meet Dr. Lecter, but without Isaac, he just needed to spend a little more human effort.

So the next time is really pure gossip time.

"You know the big news lately? The one about bin Laden."

"How long has it been?" Isaac was surprised. "It's been more than a month. The timeliness of news should have passed by long ago, right?"

"The carnival is over." Mr. Tutor emphasized, "Now that everyone's excitement has almost dissipated, it's time to doubt the authenticity of this matter. In particular, a video appeared on the Internet, in which there is a Guy who is said to be bin Laden himself denounces untrue news reports."

"…" Isaac didn't know this yet.At the beginning of the matter, he did have such doubts, but after gradually deepening his participation, he no longer thought so, "Didn't the DNA identification report come out a long time ago, the person in the released video should be fake Bar?"

"Maybe, but this has already become a congressional issue." Mr. Mentor said, "I heard that the CIA took photos of the scene of the shooting, including bin Laden himself. But the photos were too bloody and cruel, so they were not made public. To all."

"But no one will believe that reason." Sounds like an excuse.

"So this is the latest news hotspot." Mr. Tutor said with admiration or sarcasm, "This news alone can feed 1 people. There are already too many so-called experts expressing their opinions on TV. And Their opinions sound like bullshit!"

Isaac was a little puzzled by the sudden rude tutor, "Is someone alarmist?"

"It's everyone's focus on this matter, which leads to no progress on other things." What Mr. Mentor didn't tell Issac is that before the Bin Laden incident became an entertainment vortex, everyone was most concerned about the Dr. Lecter incident .To put it in a less politically correct way, Dr. Lecter has become a legend, and the phenomenon he represents deserves special mention by the National People's Congress.Because the conditions to meet with him are too strict and I am extremely uncooperative, many professionals and many amateurs in the industry are running around, hoping to give Dr. Lecter humane care.

Murderers also have human rights!

So wouldn't it be good to change him to a place with a better environment?Originally, his mind was already extremely sick, but once he was suppressed by the environment, it was simply indirect murder.

There was already a rudimentary form of a public opinion frenzy, but when the bin Laden incident broke out, no one paid attention to it, and many people who contributed to this incident suddenly felt frustrated.

Issac, who has not been swept away by the wave of public opinion at all, and currently has no preference for attention, has no opinion on this, and naturally has no thought of asking the bottom line, so he doesn't know what a deadly proposal a group of people have made.

Just like seeing a lion in a cage, everyone got used to his lazy and naive side, and began to feel that the cage was a bit of an eyesore, arrogantly thinking that everything was under control.No one knew that the lion looked arrogantly at the Twolegs who were watching and smirking and wanted him to perform. Once the cage was no longer an obstacle, the final result could only be cast with blood.

But now it's all irrelevant to Isaac, and the previous conversation wasn't all pointless, so he finally remembered to pay attention to his other circle of friends.

Some people say that changing the environment can change the mood.But for Isaac, he just changed his circle of friends, and it feels like the whole world has changed.The corpse and the case were far away from him, and the world seemed to become kind and sunny again, full of peace and enjoyment.

It's a good feeling, but it would be even better if he didn't have those tick-tock unread email notifications when he logged into his mailbox.

Isaac never knew he would be so needed.

There were mainly two people who sent the emails. After Isaac clicked and read all the emails, he knew the cause and process of the incident.

In short, there is a story in a collection of short stories published by Isaac that a new director took a fancy to and planned to make a movie.And this new director is very fanatical, e-mails one after another about the elaboration of his own ideas.At the same time, Joyce, Isaac's editor, kept contacting him, from the eagerness at the beginning to the calmness at the end, only telling him to call her back immediately after seeing the email.

That's not bad news, but Isaac wasn't too thrilled, because it gave him a black-box vibe.The new director is an acquaintance, and Joyce is the mother of Issac's goddaughter. Issac's excitement of being appreciated has dropped to the lowest point.

Isaac patted his head to put the negative thought aside and called Joyce.

He originally thought that he would be greeted by a violent storm, but it turned out that there was a breeze on the other side.

"Come to my house and talk, I'm at home now." After Joyce finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Isaac looked at the phone and raised his eyebrows. It was a surprise that Joyce wasn't at the publishing house during the weekdays.

Things happen for a reason, though, and Isaac soon learned why she wasn't at work.Two days ago, when she was looking for things in the storage room, she was hit by a crystal ball that fell from the top of the cabinet and hit her in the foot. The injury was so severe that she had difficulty walking, so she had to take her work home. Connect with others.

"Mr. President is probably no more difficult to find than you." Joyce was obviously dissatisfied with Isaac for taking so long to show up. "I almost thought you were missing. I didn't know you were just on a business trip until I contacted Ms. Anfield."

"That was never my fault." Isaac refused to take the blame, "Besides, I was back a few days ago, you can call me."

"Do you think I haven't?" In front of Isaac, Joyce dialed a series of numbers, but what came out of the microphone was a reminder that the other party had turned off the phone.

"No way?" Isaac took out his mobile phone, it was fully charged and everything was normal.He dialed Joyce's number again, and there was an incoming call displayed immediately.

Joyce's face darkened, "You won't add me to the blacklist, will you?"

Isaac swears he didn't, but he's not sure if something has changed since his phone was updated with security permissions.

Therefore, he could only show a smile as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Joyce didn't think Isaac did it on purpose. She just vented her displeasure a little, and then turned the topic to work.

"Rile Aldridge, this name may not be familiar to you, but he is by no means a newcomer in film production. He has participated in the shooting of many excellent films..." Joyce just said a word, but was interrupted by Issac.

"Wait, you think I don't know him?"

"You know him? That's even better." Joyce didn't care. "Then the background introduction can be omitted. It's really not easy for you. You have never been interested in behind-the-scenes."

"Have you mentioned my name to him?" Isaac felt that there might be some oversight.

"Before I contacted you, how could I disclose your private information." Joyce said that he is a professional person, "Besides, your pseudonym is so similar to your real name, no one will specifically doubt this. But it seems that he is very sincere For sake, I gave him your email address."

"Do you know how many emails I get from him?" Isaac covered his forehead and couldn't help laughing.

"Looks like a lot." Joyce didn't look surprised at all, "He seems to be very obsessed with your story, and because he hasn't been able to contact you for a long time, he suspects that you don't intend to sell the copyright to him. I guess he must I made a very detailed plan to impress you."

"Part of the storyboard is drawn." And the drawing skills are very good, Isaac thinks it will be no problem to read it as a comic.

"So, he is very sincere, how about you?" This is the key to Joyce finding Isaac.

"Rile Aldridge, maybe you don't know, but actually, I know him." Isaac touched his nose.

"what?"

"When we were in Milan, we were classmates. At that time, my Italian was still at the greeting stage, so, do you know how precious it is to have a classmate who also speaks English?" Although Rile Aldridge was a little arrogant at the time, he kept laughing at himself. Mei Yin, however, this child was probably driven crazy by the poor communication of the language like him, and the two of them got along pretty well, and Issac's British accent was practiced at that time.

"But he doesn't know that you are the author of this collection of novels, and the relationship probably isn't very close." Joyce said.

"He was temporarily living in Milan with his parents, and returned to the UK in a few years. The last time I contacted him, he wrote to me and told me that he went to Imperial College." Isaac spread his hands, "Well, anyway , The distance is really a big problem, I have forgotten who cut off the contact first, but it was just like that.”

"But you still recognized him through an email." Joyce laughed at Isaac's duplicity.

"That's because you didn't see the email he wrote to me. He was passionate and sincere, trying to sell himself to convince me, like a complete resume. The name Rile Aldridge is not so common, and some experiences can be matched. , and then search the name, photos and easy to find on the Internet..." Isaac explained.

"So, what do you think?" Joyce asked, "A short story, if you only talk about copyright fees, it will not be very rich. But if it is filmed, it will greatly increase your personal influence."

"I have no objection." Isaac didn't object to earning some pocket money. After finishing his business, he looked upstairs, "Where's Nana?"

"Doing homework." Joyce said of her daughter, with a softer smile on her face.

"alone?"

"What can I do, she likes the Hello Kitty room you gave her so much that she won't come out at all." Joyce originally planned to accompany her daughter, but the pink in the room made her feel restless.

Isaac raised his eyebrows and flashed a smug smile.