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288 The Face That Can't Be Placed

Hepburn smiled and looked at the interesting oriental man on the stage from afar.

He is young, but has the graceful demeanor of an English gentleman; he comes from the mysterious East, but has eyes that are good at discovering the truth.

Hepburn, who is only twenty-five years old this year, still has a girlish heart. Just like many ordinary girls, he always has a good impression of those who praise them.

Many Westerners praised her as an angel and a 'princess', which even made some royal princesses deeply jealous, but this was the first time that an Oriental person praised her so much.

Gregory Parker, who was sitting next to Him, quietly glanced at his little princess and said with some concern: "My 'Princess', don't believe in an Oriental man easily. Flattery is their innate talent. I bet that he must have wanted something from you. Don't forget that he is also a man, no different from your suitors."

Hepburn covered his lips and chuckled, "This is impossible. He already has Monroe. Speaking of sexy, I can't compare to Marilyn Monroe."

"Oh, my little princess, you are so pure. You don't understand men at all. Believe me, you must not trust other men except me, a reliable friend."

Gregory Parker frowned. When filming the movie "Roman Holiday", he and Hepburn established a rare friendship. He had to strike while the iron was hot and introduced Hepburn to his friend Mel Ferrer. This genius screenwriter played an important role in his career development.

So before Hepburn fell in love with his screenwriter friends, he would never allow any accidents.

The oriental man on the stage is obviously a greedy guy. He has already tricked the public goddess of Lighthouse Kingdom. Isn't this enough?

Zhou Wenqiang's eyes passed by Gregory sitting next to Him. He didn't like this guy very much, so he no longer kept it in his arms and opened the envelope and said, "Okay, let me verify the result now? Dear viewers and guests, the winner of the 26th Academy Awards Best Actress is... Thank God! This time he did not doze off again, and finally remembered this angel who left the world. Let us congratulate the heroine of "Roman Holiday", Miss Audrey Hepburn!"

Hepburn was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhou Wenqiang on the stage in disbelief. When she confirmed that the filmmakers and guests present were applauding and celebrating her, she finally believed that this was true and immediately fell into great happiness.

She stood up from her seat, like a secluded orchid, even though it was blooming in the downtown area, it was still like a deep mountain.

The applause of thunder, and the smiles that were sincere or against her will were filtered out in her peerless light. When Zhou Wenqiang's eyes met this goddess, it was like seeing the whole world.

It seems as if in bullet time, everything is false, only Hepburn is real.

If Monroe's beauty makes the rushing flames, it will make people look hot at her for a moment; Hepburn is like a clear spring, making people forget all their sorrows and worries.

If Monroe represents the sexy of the new century, Hepburn represents the elegance of the ancient world.

With Dutch royal blood, she is like a real princess. When an ordinary man looks at her, she will feel ashamed of being ashamed. She only dares to see from a distance and not belittle her.

What surprised Zhou Wenqiang the most was Hepburn's ultimate appearance in killing the aesthetics of the East and the West. Hepburn, who also possessed the Dutch, France, Hungary, Scotland, Irish and Austrian descent, had both the tough facial lines and deep eyes of Nordic people, and the soft and delicate faces unique to southern European and American women. Moreover, her eyes were still black, and her black and white eyes made Zhou Wenqiang enough to eliminate national opinions.

To be honest, Monroe is better than her unique charm and her almost neurotic infatuation. Zhou Wenqiang still feels a little alienated from her blonde hair and blue eyes.

Hepburn is like a girl next door living beside him, and a girl next door who hides the identity of a royal princess.

Like women, men will also be moved when they encounter Hepburn's peerless appearance, which has nowhere to be placed. The strong will even have an overreaction and begin to discharge electricity to the other party.

What's more, Zhou Wenqiang, whose basic attributes reach level 6 and whose mental power is far beyond ordinary people?

When Hepburn, who was slowly walking towards the stage, accidentally saw Zhou Wenqiang's eyes last time, he felt that an electric current seemed to burst out from the oriental gentleman's eyes, hitting her hard.

Her body trembled slightly, and she could not take steps within a few seconds.

The ears roared slightly, and the eyes were filled with fantasy. In the distance was the blue sea and behind the beach were the grasslands. A man riding a white horse with a handsome face and a bit weird in his face was riding a horse and staring at her gently...

Although the illusion disappeared quickly, Hepburn still stared at Zhou Wenqiang blankly, and his heart was full of deer. This was the feeling that the playboy could not bring to her, like a love raid from heaven.

For a moment, she actually forgot to go on stage to receive the award.

The huge NBC Century Theater suddenly became quiet. The filmmakers and guests at the meeting saw something strange. Everyone looked at Hepburn strangely, but Hepburn was staring at the prince charming from the East.

Monroe stretched out her feet and stepped on Zhou Wenqiang's feet.

Her doe found that her buck actually seduced another doe in public. How could she tolerate it?

Zhou Wenqiang suddenly felt a little ashamed. It was too low to pick up girls with special abilities and definitely did not conform to Mr. Zhou's style.

So he quickly calmed down and smiled and said, "Miss Hepburn, if you don't come up and take your little golden man away as soon as possible, I'll steal it home..."

Hepburn finally woke up, walked onto the stage with a pretty face slightly red, and took over the little golden man from Zhou Wenqiang, which was envied by countless shadow people.

She should have made a speech on her award, ‘Thank you, thank your colleagues, thank you for the harmonious society, and so on’, but now she was so panicked that she didn’t even dare to raise her head. She bent her neck and said hurriedly, ‘Thank you everyone’, and hugged Monroe and Zhou Wenqiang respectively as usual, and rushed off the stage like running away.

She was afraid that no matter how much she looked at Zhou Wenqiang, her heart would jump out.

“The bones are excellent, but the touch is very subtle…”

After hugging the goddess, Zhou Wenqiang quickly made an accurate comment, looking at Hepburn's almost perfect back, he was still feeling unsatisfied.

Monroe kept pouting her mouth and looked at Zhou Wenqiang angrily. When the two walked off the podium, they bit his ears indignantly and said, "Dear, you seemed to be very hard when you hugged Hepburn just now? I'm angry, I'll take 72 hours this time!"

"Oh, are you going to listen to my story that I told for 72 hours in a row?"

Zhou Wenqiang glanced at Hepburn's seat, hugged her slender waist and smiled, "But I have a better suggestion. Before starting to listen to the story, there may be a wonderful place worth visiting. I promise you will like it very much."

"Wow, what's that? Is there the softest big bed in Apple City?"
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