Leonardo DiCaprio is a little embarrassed.
He firmly grasped the back door of the taxi with both hands and tried to get into the back seat. However, the right hand on his shoulder seemed to have no strength at all, but his whole body was firmly pinned down. On the ground; from behind came a scream that was so passionate that it was almost out of control, like a life-threatening chain, pressing forward step by step.
The sweat on his forehead slowly slid down, and the collar of the T-shirt had been stretched to the point of deformation, dangling down. The baseball cap hanging above the head could hardly be hung, and it was in a precarious position, with the danger of falling at any time; more Worst of all, he felt like his shoes were about to fall off.
Not a little embarrassed, but extremely embarrassed.
"Sir... I know this is the taxi you stopped first. How about this, we share a taxi. I just need to leave this area temporarily and drop me off anywhere." I'll pay for the fare, what do you think?" Leonardo said in a panic, "Thank you, I mean, I really, really appreciate it."
"Leo! Ahhh!" The heart-rending cry was getting closer and closer, like a scourge.
"Okay." Leonardo could feel that the right hand on his shoulder was loosened, and then he got into the taxi hand and foot, quickly waving and calling, "Quick, quick!" Waiting for the other party He also entered the car and closed the door. The sound of "bang bang bang" came over. Countless hands were banging on the taxi window. Without Leonardo's reminder, the driver immediately started the engine and raised his voice. Then he left, gradually leaving the noise behind him.
But when you turn your head, you can still see those figures who are not willing to give up, still running to death, as if they are stepping on hot wheels under their feet, and they will never give up until they catch up. However, under the rapid speed of the taxi, those figures still drifted away and finally disappeared.
Leonardo breathed a long sigh of relief, relaxed, took off his peaked cap, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Young man, let me discuss with you. You can find another taxi and go to your destination. I can pay you a hundred dollars and give you this taxi, what do you think?"
"Sir, how about this? I'll pay you a hundred dollars, and you can find a taxi and I'll stay here. What do you think?" Lu Ke's answer was neither humble nor overbearing. Leonardo couldn't help but froze, his expression stiff. His face was filled with astonishment, and he did not expect that he would be defeated by an army.
Leonardo was not angry, but rather interested. He looked up and down at the young man in front of him:
First of all, he is extremely young and looks like he is only in his early twenties. Because he is Asian, there is no problem if he is under twenty years old. Secondly, he is extremely strange and looks like an ordinary person. Thirdly, he is dressed simply. T-shirt and jeans, he doesn't look like a millionaire.
Then, things get interesting.
"Can I ask..." After Leonardo spoke, he realized something. He laughed dumbly and corrected his words, "First of all, I must thank you for your help just now. This is your taxi. ;Secondly, can I ask why you are so insistent? You can completely use another taxi. I don't see what urgent matter you have and you must use it."
Leonardo also realized that the young man in front of him was not someone who could be fooled casually. So, he changed his strategy. Thank you first, then ask questions.
"How do you know that I am not rushing to the hospital or have an emergency at home, so I have to use this taxi?" Lu Ke's retort made Leonardo's smile stiffen at the corners of his mouth, and his expression also slightly changed. Somewhat panicked.
Then I saw Lu Ke smile, "The truth is, I am a rugby player. I have to rush back to the hotel now to meet the team. We need to go to the airport. I don't want to be late and get on the coach's blacklist."
Lu Ke has always been aware of his time out. The journey just now took about thirty-five to forty minutes, and the return journey had to take into account traffic factors, so he had to race back against the clock, otherwise, even if he gave up the taxi to Leon Nado and Lu Ke also have no problem.
Leonardo opened his mouth, his expression slightly stunned, but found that he could not refute, and his expression became stern. He wanted to apologize but could not say it. He wanted to say thank you only to find that he had already said it, so he simply moved away. Topic, "Football, in Los Angeles, we only know basketball. For football, the only thing I know about football is Tom Brady."
Los Angeles is a city that belongs to basketball and baseball, and currently does not have an NFL team.
"Is it because he has more Super Bowls, or is it because of his wife?" Lu Ke said with a hint of ridicule.
In an instant, Leonardo became angry and glared at Lu Ke fiercely, but then he found that he had no upper hand in physical confrontation, so he became discouraged. Leonardo turned his head in annoyance and tried to get angry; but then he turned back out of curiosity, "You mean, you already know who I am?"
"I live in the 21st century. Mr. DiCaprio, if it doesn't offend, I grew up watching your movies." Lu Ke said with a smile.
Leonardo found that he really couldn't gain the upper hand in front of this young Asian boy. This feeling of embarrassment was as if... it was like facing a reporter.
Tom Brady’s wife is Gisele Bundchen, and Gisele’s ex-boyfriend is Leonardo DiCaprio.
Gisele and Leonardo have a very deep relationship. She is the only female companion who attended the Oscars with Leonardo, and is also the only girlfriend that Leonardo proposed to; after the two broke up, Leonardo once confessed that Gisele was the biggest regret he missed in his life.
Their relationship is so famous that almost everyone knows about it. After the two broke up, Leonardo's subsequent girlfriends were all Victoria's Secret models. The latest one was Erin-Heatherton, the Erin that Miranda just mentioned.
"Growing up watching my movies? Wait, how old are you?" Leonardo asked a little irritably.
"I was eight years old when 'Titanic' was released." Lu Ke replied politely. It is worth mentioning that Erin was born in 1989, and so was Lu Ke.
Leonardo's breath was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it. He thought about several rebuttal strategies in his mind, but in the end he rejected them because he always felt that he still lost when he said it, "You just said Say, you're a professional football player? Are you sure you're not a reporter or something? You don't work for the Washington Post or the New York Times or something like that?"
"That's one of my dreams." Lu Ke admitted frankly, "Mr. DiCaprio means that my interview skills are still worthy of recognition? Presumably, my university professor will be very happy, professional sports My career has never made me forget my professional skills.”
Leonardo felt a moment of suffocation, and he suffocated again and again, and finally just said, "Don't call me Mr. DiCaprio, just Leo, Leo."
"Nice to meet you, Leo, I'm Lu Ke." Lu Ke introduced himself in a friendly manner.
Leonardo opened the taxi window, breathed in the fresh air, and felt a little better, "I know you, the first Chinese-American quarterback to start in the history of the NFL, right? If I didn't remember If you are wrong, you will be the focus of discussion among countless people."
"Wow, you've actually heard of my name. Does this mean that Tom Brady and I are the only two football players you know?" Lu Ke smiled broadly, his eyes widened in an exaggerated way on purpose. Eyes, he said in an exaggerated tone, which pot he didn't want to drink - obviously, Leonardo definitely knew more than one rugby player.
"You did it on purpose, right?" Leonardo finally realized this and bravely raised it.
Lu Ke shrugged, non-committal, but it was equivalent to acquiescence, and it was still frank, without any sign of embarrassment.
Leonardo was stunned and couldn't help but chuckle. He couldn't blame Lu Ke. First, he tried to take the other person's taxi forcefully; then after getting in the taxi, he tried to drive the other person out of the taxi, and even launched an attack. The habits developed in Hollywood made him full of attacks and defenses, which he could not control.
After I figured it out, my mood calmed down. Only then did Leonardo really look at Lu Ke and said curiously, "Everyone has been emphasizing your thinness, but for God's sake, you are as strong as a bull!"
"Then it depends on the standard of comparison." Compared to ordinary people, and even athletes in other sports, Lu Ke is indeed strong, especially the strength training in the past few weeks, which has begun to show results; But compared to professional football players, especially those strong men on the defensive front, Lu Ke is still not enough.
Leonardo also realized this and laughed happily, "See, I told you, in Los Angeles, we only know basketball." Leonardo also complained to himself, and his irritability gradually became Be happy. It's a nice experience to occasionally talk to a complete stranger, especially if the person you're talking to is someone with a great sense of humor.
Unknowingly, Lu Ke arrived at his destination.
Leonardo insisted on refusing to accept Lu Ke's taxi fare, and after the two said goodbye, they watched Lu Ke leave the taxi and closed the door. When the taxi was about to start again, Leonardo suddenly remembered something, signaled the driver to stop, and then opened the window on the other side, "Lu Ke, what team are you from?"
"San Francisco 49ers." Lu Ke pointed to the teammates behind him, many of whom were wearing San Francisco 49ers hats. They were leaving the hotel in a bustling manner. Leonardo suddenly understood and nodded, "Have a nice trip." Then , close the car window and drive away.
The noisy voices of Logan and Marcus came from behind, "Hey, Bambi, why did you come out first? We were asking you to go to the bathroom just now."
Sure enough, these crazy guys didn't even realize that Lu Ke had disappeared for nearly two hours.
