Chapter 960

Looking at the peacock blue gate in front of him, he repeatedly confirmed that this was his destination. It was accurate, but Bill scarsgarde hesitated, even didn't have the courage to knock on the door. It seemed that he had exhausted all his courage by taking the subway to notting hill in the early morning.

This is where Langley hall lives.

According to the agreement, on Sunday, Langley invited him to come to the house to exchange in-depth views on drama and performance. Besides him, there were Tom Holland, Paul Walker and meDo Ryan; Today is Sunday, but the problem is that they didn't agree on a specific time. Lanli just mentioned an afternoon tea, but he tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. He got up early. When he reacted, he would have been standing here.

Is it too early? Did he affect Langley's rest? Is it too impolite for the guest to call earlier? Is it better for him to sit in the coffee shops around and wait until tea time?

There were so many confused thoughts in his mind that bill was worried about his gains and losses. Then there was a call behind him, "bill? Why don't you knock? " Just like thunder, bill was startled. He quickly straightened his hair and put his hands in his pockets. But then he took it out and tried his best to be calm, which revealed his nervousness.

Turning around, Bill sees Paul and meDo standing in front of him.

Paul gave a helpless smile and patted Mel on the shoulder. "The little guy got up before six o'clock. He was very excited about today's visit."

"Dad MeDo cried out in chagrin, as if complaining about her father's disclosure.

Paul scratched his head awkwardly, shrugged apologetically, and then changed the subject. "Haven't you seen Langley many times before in Los Angeles? Why are you so excited? "

In fact, Paul knew about Langley. At this point in time, lanli must still be asleep. He needs a good rest and a good sleep; But meDo was so excited that when she got up, she was like a flea and couldn't stop.

When he was helpless, Paul decided to take meDo to have a look. After making sure that Langley was still resting, he asked little girl to give up her heart. Then he took meDo to visit the British Empire Museum and came back in the afternoon.

MeDo, however, raised her shoulders as if she had no neck, with a funny look on her face. "In Los Angeles, Langley was just an actor, or your friend; But now, Langley is a superstar MeDo's eyes widened, his face full of amazement. "Don't you see him standing on the stage? God! I can't believe I know him

"To tell you the truth, I don't believe it either." Paul said with a smile, which made meDo open her mouth and look surprised; Bill, standing next to him, chuckled. Paul didn't mind. He took the initiative to step forward. "Now lanli should be resting. We can go in and visit him. Don't disturb him to rest."

"Knock knock" to knock on the door, wait for a while, in front of that peacock blue door creaky opened, within the line of sight appeared a young gentleman.

Light gray suit coat, Blue Polka Dot Shirt, and black suit trousers; Although there was no tie or bow tie, the shirt buttons were meticulously buttoned, formal and neat. In this way, in the lazy morning on Sunday, it seems a little out of place, only a little messy short black hair, a few strands of hair hanging from the forehead, revealing a bit of leisure and relaxation.

"Morning, Matthew." Paul waved with a smile. "Sorry, we're too early. Is Langley still resting? We just came to say hello, and then we were ready to go to the British Empire Museum. "

Matthew's face didn't seem to capture too many expressions, and the rigid facial lines revealed a little indifference, but his calm vision still narrowed his sharp edge. "It's not a good idea to visit the museum on Sunday; Come on in, lanli is still resting, but he will get up soon. He has already made an appointment for visitors in the morning. "

Opening the door, Matthew made a polite invitation.

After getting Paul's signal, meDo started; Then Bill nodded his head and went into the room. Paul, who was at the end of the show, asked in a low voice, "last night's performance was over. Isn't lenley on holiday today? Why did you make an appointment for a visitor? "

"A little bit of an accident." Matthew didn't give a detailed explanation. "However, Langley should be OK. After last night's performance, he fell into a deep sleep. He came back from the Almeida theater all the way. He didn't take a bath or change his clothes. He has been sleeping till now. The next few days can also rest adjustment, he will be OK, you know him

"Yes, I know him. He's a complete lunatic when it comes to acting." Paul shook his head helplessly and sighed softly.

Bill walked into the room and slowed down his pace carefully. The sound of Paul and Matthew talking gradually fell behind him and finally disappeared completely. All his attention was focused on the room in front of him, looking greedily and eagerly. This is it. This is the residence of lanli. This is the place where countless miracles were born.

After opening the door, there is a long and narrow passage. On the left side is a small kitchen, and on the right side is a simple cloakroom; Two steps up, the field of vision suddenly brightened up.

On the right hand side is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor. In front of you is a simple and generous living room. The space with light blue, light gray and off white as the main tone brings a touch of warm color. The cramped and narrow room seems to become extremely spacious. There is no TV or computer. On the contrary, bookshelves can be seen everywhere. There are three bookshelves in different corners, full of books.

There is a small space in the center of the living room, but it's a little deliberate. It seems that there should be furniture like a low stool or a low table, and other supporting facilities, but now all of them have disappeared and become a small stage; There is a smoky gray sofa beside the open space. There are three or four books and a thick stack of bulk documents piled up oddly.

The reason why we call it "strange" is that everything else around us is neat and tidy, and it seems that we can't even find a trace of dust; However, there were a lot of documents piled up abruptly, as if they were left there by children in mischief. After the owner of the house cleaned up many times, he still refused to change. Finally, the owner chose to give up and let those things be put here. However, the obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness still made the owner pile up these documents neatly.

MeDo, who entered the room one step ahead, stood in front of the bookshelf and looked up at the dense books. Her face was full of exclamation and seemed to be frightened; Bill's step also can't help standing at the stairway, his eyes greedily searching for every detail in front of him. All the thoughts in his mind are so chaotic but so disordered.

"That's Langley's play." A voice came from the left side. Both meDo and Bill were startled and turned their heads. Then they saw Tom Holland sitting at a square wooden table. He was enjoying his pancakes with a knife and fork. After noticing his eyes, Tom laughed twice, "breakfast, Matthew's, do you want some?"

"Tom?" Bill blinked. He thought he was early enough, but someone else was even earlier?

"The little guy squatted at the door before seven o'clock. He didn't dare to knock or leave." Matthew's voice came from behind, explaining simply, "if you don't mind, you can join breakfast now."

On the left is a small balcony with a dining table beside the floor glass window; Through the glass, you can see the small garden outside, even less than half the size of a basketball court, but it is full of green shade and vines all over the wall, revealing vitality. At this time, Tom was sitting at the table. Unfortunately, there is still no sunshine in London today.

"That's Langley's play, and other preparations for this performance." Matthew pointed to the space bill had just noticed. "In addition, Langley has read more than a dozen different books, all of which are now on the shelf."

"MeDo, the one on your right hand side, no, go up one more layer. Yes, there are about twenty-five and thirty copies from right to left, all of them. However, Lan Li did not finish reading all of them. Instead, he read them. If you're interested, you can have a look. Lanli doesn't mind

Following Matthew's words, bill and meDo just felt that their eyes were not enough. They blinked and their whole body was full of excitement and excitement. Then, Matthew added, "the only requirement is to keep quiet."

Paul was dumbfounded and shook his head. "God, Langley is a madman. He's my best friend and I'm willing to do anything for him, but the truth is, he's really a lunatic. " A few strokes are enough to outline Langley's life. Behind the wonderful performance of Almeida theatre, Langley's efforts and efforts are far beyond people's imagination.

For those reporters, their penmanship is extremely relaxed. "Crazy love" is not worth the Oscar. "Langley went to the west end to avoid criticism." Langley's performance is really good. "Behind the understatement, no one knows how much effort Langley has made to the end.

"He is a genius and a madman." Matthew nodded in agreement. "Well, do you need some breakfast?"

"Of course, it couldn't be better." Paul was not polite either. "Is there anything I can do for you? I'm sure the breakfast you prepared is not enough for these young people. I hope I can help them. "

Standing in the living room, Bill opened his mouth wide. He couldn't suppress the urge to scream and jump, but he couldn't make a sound. It's here, it's this space, the place where all magic was born. Langley became Jean Valjean. It's definitely the most wonderful and magical place in the world, and now he's standing here.

God, can all this be better?