波波小说

第6部分（第4页）

There？s　just　so　much　to　admire。

As　the　sun　began　to　set　over　the　Manhattan　skyline；　bathing　the　terrace　in　an　orange　sherbet　hue；

a　male　reporter　pushed　through　the　crowd；　thrusting　a　mini　tape　recorder　toward　Thad。　？Thad！？　he

yelled；　even　though　he　was　only　a　foot　away。　A　camera　swung　from　around　his　neck。　？What　was　it

like　working　with　Serena　van　der　Woodsen？　This　is　her　debut。　Can　she　really　act？？　？It　was　a　rare

privilege；？　Thad　replied；　grabbing　Serena？s　hand　and　squeezing　it　tightly　in　his　own。　？Serena？as

the　whole　world　will　soon　see？is　a　pro。　Plus；　she？s　absolutely　gorgeous。？　Serena　blushed；

surveying　the　suite　from　her　perch　on　the　terrace。　The　penthouse　suite　gleamed　with　chrome；　glass；

and　light；　and　the　room　was　decorated　in　blue　and　cream。　An　enormous　flat…screen　TV　hung　from

the　sky　blue　wall。　A　giant　oil　painting　of　the　night　sky　illuminated　another。　This　would　the　perfect

place　to　bring　a　guy？and　by　？guy？　she　meant　Nate。　They　could　take　a　bubble　bath　in　the

six…person　tub　and　order　chocolate…covered　strawberries　and　champagne　from　room　service。　They

could　watch　one　of　the　many　not…yet…released　DVDs　that　Ken　had　stocked　the　room　with　when

they　got　bored？which　would　be　never。

？Serena！？　a　young　female　reporter　yelled　out；　scribbling　furiously　on　a　small　white　pad；　her

rectangular　crimson　eyeglasses　sliding　down　her　tiny　nose。　？What　are　your　plans？　Any　films　in　the

near　future？？　The　cameras　clicked　incessantly　as　Serena　cleared　her　throat　and　prepared　to　speak。

Ken　Mogul　had　said　in　his　e…mail　not　to　worry　about　the　press　conference；　that　he？d　be　there　to

take　care　of　everything。　But　when　Serena　had　arrived；　she？d　been　met　by　Jade；　Ken？s　assistant

and　wife；　a　stunning　Afro…Asian　ex…Ford　model　with　straight　black　hair　to　her　waist；　who？d

informed　Serena　coldly　that　Ken　might　be　a　little　late。

？Actually；？　she　answered　with　an　apologetic　smile；　？I　start　college　next　week；　so　I　don？t　think

I？ll　be　making　any　more　movies　for　a　while。？　She　crossed　her　legs　and　leaned　back　on　the

gray…and…beige…striped　deck　chair。　She　was　glad　she？d　worn　the　black　Bailey　Winter　sunglasses

that　were　designed　especially　for　Holly；　the　character　she　played　in　the　movie。　She？d　thought

they？d　help　her　feel　more　in　character；　but　she　hadn？t　realized　she？d　need　them　to　shade　her　eyes

from　the　sun？not　to　mention　the　flashbulbs。

Serena　folded　her　hands　over　the　skirt　of　her　simple　white　Marc　Jacobs　sheath　dress　and　pulled　a

stray　golden　hair　away　from　her　face。　With　her　white；　Herm？s　lace…up　sandals　and　the

much…coveted　cream…and…black　Fendi　B　bag　at　her　feet；　she　was　the　picture　of　New　York　glamour。

Now　she　just　needed　to　make　sure　she　acted　that　way。　She　was　okay　with　the　sitting…there　part。　It

felt　sort　of　。　。　。right　to　be　there；　flashbulbs　exploding　in　her　face　every　five　seconds。　It　was　the

speaking　part？knowing　that　people　were　hanging　on　her　every　word；　writing　every　syllable　down

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