Chapter 64 Then the pants he wears must be cool

Although it was morning, the sky in New York was gloomy and it seemed that it was about to rain.

Yesterday, Wang Yang took a plane to this Big Apple City from Los Angeles. He stayed at the hotel on Park Street in Manhattan last time, which was close to Broadway, so that he could find Juno's candidates. He was mentally prepared to stay in New York for a while. If Natalie Portman was not suitable for Juno, or if she was unwilling to play, he would have to audition in New York. The actresses of the right age in Los Angeles have basically been cleared.

"Mark, I know, you are such a long-lasting guy!" Wang Yang stood on the balcony and looked at the street scene outside, and said to his phone with an angrily look: "I won't mess it up on purpose. Since I came to New York, I will do my best to do this! If Natalie Portman is really suitable for Juno, I will definitely entangle her and go to Harvard University, okay?"

Mark Slunt's laughter came from his phone, and he said, "Yang, I'm also for your movie and for the company. But I'm relieved to say that, show Natalie your charming charm!"

"Shit!" Wang Yang ended the call with a smile and walked back to the room.

The appointment with Natalie Portman was 09:30, and we met in a cafe. The meeting time was almost over. Wang Yang left the room with a briefcase containing the script of "Juno". In the familiar corridor, he glanced at a position beside the wall, and vaguely remembered the woman with heavy makeup. He withdrew his gaze and strode away.

"Dou--", "Dou--"

Listening to the harsh sound of cars and looking at the yellow cars blocked in front, Wang Yang, who was sitting in the back of the taxi, frowned. He turned his head and looked back. The back was stuffed densely, as if there was no end. He looked at the time and it was almost 9 o'clock, and he couldn't help but complain, "Hey, how could it be stuffed so hard?"

The fat black taxi driver in front of him put his hands on the steering wheel and shrugged, "This is New York, there are traffic jams every day."

Wang Yang knew that he had some errors in his estimate. He had never been to this area last time when he came to New York. He didn't expect it to be so stuffy. It seemed that it was not 100 meters in ten minutes. He frowned and asked, "Budd, when will you be able to arrive?" The taxi driver looked at the rearview mirror and said helplessly: "I can't be sure, it's not like this. Maybe what happened before today, who knows." Wang Yang looked back and forth again, and there was still a long yellow traffic flow. He asked anxiously: "How far is it from where I went?"

"It's not too far, there are still a few streets." The driver replied. Wang Yang took out his wallet to withdraw the money, and said, "How should I go if I want to run over?" He didn't like being late and losing his promise, whether to others or himself. Listening to the driver's advice, Wang Yang paid the fare, took his briefcase and walked out of the car, slammed the door, and ran forward quickly.

After running two streets, Wang Yang followed the driver's instructions and made a detour, but soon, he found himself lost. He looked at the old building around him, empty and there were no passers-by nearby, and he didn't know where it was. Wang Yang couldn't help but mutter and curse: "Damn..." He continued walking forward while taking out his cell phone. It was almost 9:30, but he was a little reluctant to call Natalie Portman, saying, "I'm going to be late because I'm lost?"

He was about to find a passerby to ask, maybe the location of the cafe is nearby, and if not, he would call again.

After walking for a short while, he finally left Laolou District and came to the street outside. Seeing that time was getting less and less, Wang Yang's brows became tighter and tighter. Suddenly, when he saw a few people in front of him, his eyes lit up and finally saw people! But he immediately realized something was wrong, and on the one-way road, the front of a black car hit a blue car parked on the side of the road, and there was a police car behind him.

On the side of the road, a middle-aged black woman was full of anxiety. She was holding a little brown-haired girl and begging a policeman in a traffic police uniform next to her, shouting: "Sir, help me, my daughter has asthma and she needs CPR!"

"Oh, oh, I don't have CPR." The white policeman smiled indifferently and said, "I only know that you were going against the one-way road and hit a car. You need to follow me to the police station." He took out the handcuffs from his waist.

Wang Yang walked over and listened to them in confusion. It seemed that the police must arrest the black woman, and the woman's daughter... He frowned and looked at the little girl in the woman's arms. The little girl was about six or seven years old, with her eyes tightly closed, her face was pale, and her lips were also purple, as if she was dead. His heart suddenly tugged and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, my god..."

"While she still breathes, while she still breathes..." The black woman burst into tears. Her daughter suddenly had asthma in the morning. She called 911. However, due to traffic jams, it took a long time for the ambulance to arrive. She drove her daughter to a nearby hospital. Because she was in a hurry, she went in the single lane in the opposite lane and ran into a car on the side of the road, and was dragged by the white policeman. She looked at the police and continued to beg: "You let us go, Briana, my daughter, she can't hold on for long..."

Wang Yang next to him looked around anxiously. He stared at the white policeman and shouted anxiously: "Hurry up and use the police car to take this girl to the hospital! It's important to save people!"

"Chinese boy, don't teach me how to do things!" The policeman snorted and said coldly: "Sorry, I am a policeman, not a doctor, I have to abide by my duties, this is my responsibility." The black woman looked at her daughter in her arms, and her body was shaking in anxiety. She was about to lose her standing. She begged: "Police Officer, please let us go, the hospital is two streets in front..."

Several passers-by also criticized the policeman and said, "Let them go, the girl really needs treatment!", "Police officer, you can't delay her condition..." But they obviously weren't ready to take any help.

"Fuck!" Wang Yang couldn't help but curse loudly. Seeing the little girl's face getting ugly, he couldn't help but clench his fists and yelled: "Some people are crazy!" He saw that this policeman was a scumbag, maybe it was racial discrimination, maybe it was a brain that was in trouble. Anyway, this guy didn't think of the little girl as a life! He looked at the black woman with tears on his face and shouted: "Madam, I'll take her to the hospital! Don't waste time here anymore!" He would also have a daughter, and he almost had a daughter. He didn't care whether he caused trouble or not. It's important to save people!

The black mother looked at Wang Yang with a little hesitation, and her hands tightened to hold her daughter.

"What are you thinking!?" Wang Yang was so anxious that he grabbed his head wildly, and suddenly he thought of something. He handed the wallet ID and the briefcase all to the black mother, and said anxiously: "Please, Briana can't wait!" The black mother nodded determinedly, and then he took the little girl from the black mother's arms and asked: "The hospital is just two streets in front, right?! Go straight?!"

"Yes, right in front! Go out of the one-way road and walk to the left." The black mother said anxiously. The white policeman frowned and said, "Hey, Chinese boy, what are you doing..."

Wang Yangli ignored the cold-blooded policeman and hugged the little girl named Briana tightly, and ran towards the hospital ahead. If he walked straight, he was not worried that he would get lost.

Several passers-by looked at each other, the black mother closed her tears and drew a cross. The white policeman looked at Wang Yang's back as he walked farther and said nothing. At this time, a middle-aged white man not far behind also ran wildly. He was bearded and held the camera of the telephoto lens in both hands. While chasing him, he pressed the shutter and made a "cracking" sound.

Wang Yang, holding a little girl, ran too fast. The paparazzi quickly chased after him and then "clicked" again. Wang Yang felt his face being swept by a flash. His feet kept speeding. He quickly glanced at the side and said in surprise: "Cole?"

Cole continued to press the shutter, smiling, as if satisfied with Wang Yang's surprise, and said, "Hi, Shenqiyang!" He ran closely with Wang Yang, and sighed with a smile: "Wow, are you saving people? Shenqiyang, you will get a new nickname, 'Doctor Yang', 'Superman Yang'?" He looked a little mocking and said, "Tell me, what are you feeling now?"

"Get out!" Wang Yang's tone was very cold. He wanted to be a superman, but could he watch a beautiful life pass away with his eyes? She was just a little girl. This shouldn't be like this! Wang Yang was running, looking down at the face of the little girl in his arms, and it became a little ugly again. Her lips were already black. He couldn't help but feel tight and panic!

As if the potential exploded, Wang Yang ran faster. The scenery on both sides of the street quickly retreated backwards. He looked at Cole next to him and shouted: "Cole, do me a favor and see if the little girl is still breathing!"

Cole, who was still fast, looked indifferent. He tilted his telephoto camera with both hands and said, "You see, my hands don't have free time."

"Please!" Wang Yang shouted anxiously. Seeing that Cole was unmoved, he begged again: "please!" Cole ran to the front, took the frontal photo of Wang Yang running, and smiled, "There is no time, I want to take enough photos of me changing into a sports car!" Wang Yang gritted his teeth tightly, hugged the little girl in his arms, and at the same time lowered his head and leaned against her nose. He felt a very faint air on his face. He immediately grinned and smiled. The little girl was still breathing and breathing!

"Oh, my God!" Cole in front screamed and said, "Miki Yang, are you kissing this little girl? She is only 7 or 8 years old! This is a serious crime!" He laughed, raised the camera in his hand with a slight look, and said, "I have taken it, you can't escape!"

Wang Yangli ignored this bitch. He kept saying to himself in his heart, "Run, run faster!" He ran forward with all his speed at his ability. Soon, he ran out of the one-way road, but the two-way lane outside was still filled with yellow cars, and all the vehicles were unable to move. He did not stop and continued to run wildly on his left hand with the black little girl.

"Superman Yang, don't run so fast, I can't take a picture clearly enough!" Cole kept taking photos in front, saying his advice: "And your running posture is not handsome enough, set it up well! Wait!" He stopped and stopped in front, and smiled and said, "Your hands are avoided, I want to take a photo of this little girl's face! Oh, look at her, what a pitiful person."

This garbage! Listening to Cole's words, Wang Yang's anger grew louder and he wanted to blow Cole's head with one punch! His speed did not decrease, he steadily held the little girl with his left hand, and Cole, who blocked the road with his right hand pushed away with force. Cole suddenly staggered and fell to the side, hitting the trash can on the side of the road. He cursed and immediately followed him to chase him.

Passers-by were watching the strange scene on the street in surprise and confusion. A young black-haired man ran wildly with a little girl, and a middle-aged man was photographing with a camera next to him. Passers-by were a little confused about what was going on. He saw the sweaty young black-haired man running faster and faster, as if he was heading towards the hospital in front. Sure enough, soon after, the figure of the young black-haired man disappeared from the hospital gate, and the middle-aged man photographed kept following.

"Help!" As soon as Wang Yang ran into the outpatient hall of the hospital, he asked for help in a hurry and shouted: "Help! This girl has developed asthma and she needs CPR! Please, help!"

Everyone in the hall looked over, and immediately, a doctor and several nurses rushed over. Seeing the little girl with black lips, a white male doctor wearing a white coat and wearing a stethoscope, she immediately frowned and asked Wang Yang, "How long has the patient been sick?" Wang Yang gasped, and while putting the little girl on the rescue bed, she gasped, "I don't know, it's more than half an hour, hurry up, you guys hurry up and save her..."

The nurses hurriedly pushed the rescue bed to the rescue room, put the oxygen supply cover around the little girl's mouth, and the white male doctor followed her and stumbled on the little girl's heartbeat, calmly and urged her to say: "The patient's condition is very serious, and the heartbeat has stopped. Immediately arrange an emergency cardiopulmonary resuscitation."

"Hu...Hu..." Wang Yang gasped with a dull face, sweat dripped across his face, and dripped onto the floor with a "ticking" ticking, his heartbeat stopped? He looked at the green cloth curtain tightly tugged in front of him, feeling waves of powerlessness and fear. How could this happen? She was just a 6-7-year-old girl. She shouldn't have left this world so early. She hasn't spent all her childhood and hasn't enjoyed youth... No, she must not... Briana will definitely not be able to...

Cole, who followed along the way, half-squatted beside him, aiming the camera at sweaty head, and his expression mixed with praying. The helpless Wang Yang pressed the shutter and praised: "Wow, this expression is very good! The first time I took it! Haha! It's worth at least one thousand US dollars." He smiled and said: "Superman Yang, come and have a victory position, come on, yes!"

Wang Yang glanced at Cole and asked coldly: "Do you still have humanity?"

Cole, holding the camera, shrugged and smiled, "I don't care, okay, I pray for that little girl and wish her good luck. But what does it have to do with me? I'm just a reporter." He looked at Wang Yang's red eyes, clenched his fists, and laughed, "What, Shenqiyang, do you want to hit me? Oh, please, come quickly!" He didn't believe that this Chinese director would hit people, and these stars always had to worry about their image; of course, if this Chinese director really took action, he would take a few photos, it would be even better.

"fuck..." Wang Yang closed his eyes tightly. Thinking of Cole's delay along the way, the worried and scared heart suddenly burst out with unprecedented anger. He took two steps without a firm breath and said in a deep voice to Cole: "Do you want me to hit you?" Cole smiled without any worries and said: "Come on!" Wang Yang sneered and grabbed the telephoto camera in Cole's hand. Before Cole could react, he raised the camera over his head and smashed it to the ground with all his strength.

Bang - the marble on the ground seemed to be broken, and it scattered in pieces, and it was completely impossible to tell that it was a camera before.

"Damn, go to die!" Wang Yang roared angrily, and before he finished speaking, he swung a punch, and his clenched fist hit Cole hard on the cheek. He shouted angrily: "I wanted to beat you up long ago, you are a bitch!"

"Oh my god..." Cole, who had been punched, was about to fall to the ground and take a few steps back. He was stunned. Did this Chinese director really hit someone? The hot and hot pain on his face seemed to prove this. But he didn't take a photo because of the camera... Cole looked at the ground, looked at the camera with a split body, and said in a daze: "My camera..." The lens of this camera is the most expensive on his hand, but now... He took a deep breath, suddenly cursed, "Bastard, you're dead", and rushed up to beat Wang Yang.

Wang Yang, whose eyes were red, dodged Cole, who was rushing toward him, turned around and punched him in the back, kicked him to the node of his knee. Cole fell to the ground immediately. He shouted "Ahhhhh" crazy, hugging Wang Yang's foot, trying to pull him to the ground.

Seeing this scene, other patients, patients' families, and staff in the hospital hall, the hallway, exclaimed repeatedly: "What's wrong?" They looked at the two who were fighting together, and their eyes couldn't be removed. It was obvious that the Chinese boy was better at hitting, and he was basically not hit by the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was beaten very badly, with a few teeth falling off, and his mouth was covered in blood. He seemed crazy, and he was holding his legs and biting them with his teeth, making the Chinese boy covered in blood.

At this time, the Chinese boy finally got the color. He stepped on a piece of camera fragment on the ground and slid. With a loud bang, his forehead hit the corner of the wall in front, and blood flowed out for a moment.

"Damn..." Wang Yang touched his hot forehead and saw the bright red blood all over his hands. The anger in his heart suddenly became uncontrollable. Looking at Cole's eyes swollen from opposite sides, his fists were clenched, and he was about to rush up and twist Cole's arm.

Cole was in a mess and gasped. He no longer wanted to beat him anymore, so he couldn't beat him at all! Seeing that Wang Yang's face became like he was going to kill, for some reason, a sense of fear surged in his heart and shouted in a hurry: "Hey, I surrender! I admit defeat!"

At this moment, the security guards who rushed over after hearing the news arrived. The four of them quickly grabbed Wang Yang and one of them grabbed Cole. The black security supervisor among them stared at them. He tapped the baton in his hand and cursed in a very unfriendly tone: "You two shits! Be honest with me! This is a hospital, not a gladiator. If you want to fight, please get out and fight!"

Wang Yang, who was captured by two security guards, looked calm and said nothing, only heavy breathing, sweat and blood on his forehead flowed down, covering part of his gaze. He gradually calmed down, but his clenched fists were not relaxed for a long time. He looked at Cole and said to the security guards: "What I don't want to hit is that guy asking me to hit him. Please throw him out."

Seeing that Wang Yang was being controlled, Cole's waist was straightened again. He said to the security guards with an angry look: "It was that boy who smashed my camera, and he also hit me first. I want to call the police!" Looking at Wang Yang, he shouted: "Shenqiyang, you are finished, I will sue you, you will compensate me, apologize to me, you will go to jail, you are waiting to receive my lawyer's letter!"

The security supervisor waved his hand impatiently and said, "Take both of these guys out."

"No, I'm here to send the patient!" Wang Yang frowned and tightly stomped his horse stance. At this time, he suddenly saw the curtain of the rescue room in front of him pulling open. The white male doctor in charge of first aiding Briana came out. His heart suddenly tightened and he shouted to the doctor: "Doctor! How is the little girl?" He broke free from the control of the two security guards and rushed towards the doctor.

Several security guards shrugged and let go of Cole. The security supervisor said viciously to Cole: "If you make trouble here again, I will kick your butt!" After that, he thrust his mouth and left with a baton in his hand.

"shit..." Cole sprayed blood in his spout, muttering and cursing trash words, looking at the camera fragments on the ground, his face full of heartache, that damn magical Yang...

Wang Yang rushed to the white male doctor and asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor, how is the girl?" He was so nervous that his heart was almost suffocating, his mind was blank, and he was just waiting to hear the doctor's answer.

The male doctor smiled and said, "That's a lucky little girl. She has recovered her heartbeat and breathing. It's okay." He smiled and patted Wang Yang on the shoulder, as if he was relieved, and said, "If it's five minutes late, maybe he can't be saved."

When he heard the saying "The little girl is fine", Wang Yang's brain buzzed, as if the power was restored, and he murmured: "Oh my god..." He relaxed weakly, almost unable to stand firmly, and it was okay! Thank God! He let out a long sigh, laughed, held the male doctor's hand, and smiled, "Thank you, doctor!"

"Haha." The male doctor smiled, as if he had noticed that Wang Yang was covered with blood in his eyes. He asked strangely: "What's wrong with you? Do you need to deal with it?" Wang Yang wiped his forehead, just a small wound. He shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, I'm fine, I'm fine." The male doctor said, "I need to deal with it and came to me" and left.

Wang Yang stood there for a long time, holding the wound on his forehead and laughing foolishly, looking at the doctors and nurses in white coats coming and going around. They were really great. Wang Yang couldn't help but think that maybe he should have gone to medical school at the beginning... He smiled and looked back at the front of the corridor, but did not see that guy Cole, and there was no camera fragment on the ground.

At this time, a middle-aged black woman rushed in from the door of the hall, the little girl's mother. She looked anxious and confused. When she saw Wang Yang on the side of the corridor, she saw him smiling. The big stone in her heart seemed to have a little lighter, but her heart still hurt. She walked over with weak force, her voice was filled with fear, and she asked, "Sir, my daughter... Briana, where is she? How is she now?"

"Madam, she's fine, she's fine." Wang Yang smiled brightly.

"Oh... God, thank God!" The black mother was relieved and closed her eyes, but the tears couldn't stop flowing. She smiled and wiped her tears, saying incoherently: "Thank you, sir, thank you so much. I have to go and see Briana. She scared me to death. She is my angel. If I lose her, I may not be able to survive..." She took two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned around, and returned the briefcase, wallet and certificate in her hand to Wang Yang, and said: "Sir, this is your thing."

Wang Yang took the thing back, and the black mother held his hand and said thankfully again: "Thank you, sir, you are a good person!" Wang Yang smiled and shook his head, saying: "Madam, hurry up and see Briana, she needs you." The black mother nodded excitedly and ran to the rescue room.

Seeing the black mother walking into a rescue room, Wang Yang also walked forward a few steps, leaning against the corner of the wall and looking at the rescue room where there was no curtain falling from not far away, the black mother stroked Briana's hair, her face full of joy and satisfaction, and woke up and Briana was well-behaved and lying quietly on the rescue bed. At this time, a nurse said something to the black mother, and saw her pushing the rescue bed out, probably transfer Briana to the ward.

When the rescue bed passed by Wang Yang, the black mother smiled at Wang Yang and said to her daughter: "Briana, it was this gentleman who saved you." Briana looked at Wang Yang with her head tilted, showed a well-behaved smile, and said: "Thank you, sir."

"You are a strong girl." Wang Yang looked at the little black girl with two braids and felt warm in his heart. Didn't he just want to see the little girl's energetic smile?

The little girl waved her hand to him with a smile, and the nurse continued to push the rescue bed forward. Wang Yang watched them go further and further away, and suddenly heard Briana's voice: "Mom, why is there a lot of blood on that gentleman's clothes? Is that mine?"

Wang Yang couldn't help laughing. The blood on his clothes was the scum of Cole, while the face was his own. It was not until they and the ambulance bed disappeared in the corner of the corridor that Wang Yang withdrew his gaze. He saw the office bag in his hand and seemed to remember something. He made an appointment with Natalie Portman to meet at 09:30! He ran to the outpatient hall and looked at the wall clock on the wall, 10:15!

Now he was completely late! Wang Yang sighed. His dislike of being late and having a promise, but he forgave himself this time! Despite this, he rushed out of the hospital. When he arrived on the street, he hired a taxi. He took out his cell phone and wanted to call Natalie Portman to see if she was still in the agreed cafe or make another appointment. But when he saw the cracks on the screen of the phone and the lack of power supply, he couldn't help but scold Cole, and God cursed that guy!

Wang Yang smiled and stretched his head forward, trying to make a friendly expression, and asked the taxi driver in the front row, "Hey, man, can I borrow a cell phone, can I call?" The white driver shrugged straightforwardly, "I don't have a cell phone."

In desperation, Wang Yang patiently waited for the end of the drive. Now that it was already past working hours, there was no blockage in the driveway. Soon, he arrived at the agreed street, got off the taxi, and ran to the cafe in front. The time is now over 10:30, and he is more than an hour late. Will Natalie Portman still be waiting? He has no hope for this, if it were him, he would have left long ago.

When he arrived at the entrance of the cafe, Wang Yang's speed did not decrease and rushed in. At this time, a brown-blonde girl came out. It was impossible to slow down suddenly. In order not to hit her, Wang Yang had to push her: "Sorry!" The girl screamed in surprise, and was pushed by him so hard that she almost fell to the ground. She frowned and looked back with a look of disgust.

"Huh!" Wang Yang rushed in a few steps and suddenly stopped like a brake. The girl just now seemed to have brown and golden hair, high nose, slender eyebrows... Natalie Portman! Wang Yang hurriedly turned around and rushed back, shouting to her back: "Hey, hey! Miss Portman! Wait a moment!"

Natalie Portman, who was walking in front, stopped. She turned her head and saw that it was the rude man just now, and she immediately frowned again. But she saw that she was holding a briefcase in her hand, sweating profusely, and her gray coat was wrinkled, wet, dirty and bloody. She could smell a stinking smell of sweat from such a distance. What surprised her was that the guy seemed to have made an appointment with the young director Wang Yang.

"Sorry, I'm late..." Wang Yang ran to her, a little breathing. The previous running and fighting had already exhausted his energy, so that he would be out of breath when he ran for a short distance.

Natalie looked at him a few times. What did he do before coming here? She became like this now? She was a little surprised and said a little unhappy: "Mr. Wang, please give me a reason."

"Traffic jam?" Wang Yang said gasping, his fatigue made his brain a little slow. He organized his words and said, "Well, traffic jam is just the beginning of the story. I got out of the car, ran and ran, and then got lost..." Natalie was full of doubts on her face, and her impression of him suddenly had a word "weird and weird". She asked interrupted and said, "Where are these bloods?" Wang Yang spread his hands and said, "Okay, Miss Portman, things are too complicated. I just fought and had a not-so-hard battle, but my phone was broken."

After a fight, Natalie was stunned and blurted out, "Did you come to New York to fight?" After that, she couldn't help but smile. This guy is really interesting... He is just magical? She thought he was a serious and humorous person before, but she never thought it would be like this.

"Maybe, fighting is just one of the purposes." Wang Yang said with a smile. As his breath calmed down, the thoughts in his mind became clear. He smiled and said, "Miss Portman, are we going back for a cup of coffee? Look at my script to see if you are interested in being Juno. Of course I have confidence; I look at your performance to see if you are suitable for Juno. This is my main purpose in New York."

Of course I am confident? Natalie looked at his smile and felt a little competitive, but she did not shake her head or nodded for his invitation, saying, "Mr. Wang, it's a matter of politeness and respect now." After a pause, she continued, "If you are an actor and a director made an appointment with you to talk about the movie script. But he was an hour late and didn't call because of a fight? Then when he arrived, he was wearing a very bad and smelly coat and pushed you rudely at the entrance of the cafe. In the end, you still talked to him. Why is that?"

Wang Yang scratched his head, and he said without thinking about the familiar question: "Then the pants he wore must be cool."
Chapter completed!