Chapter 282 Who else is there?

“Your turn.” Allen Wilson’s face was smug, the next move Hedy Lamarr was finished, the victory was decided, he couldn’t help but say with a high mouth, “I heard that Ms. Hedy, when she was in school, was a school bully, but it seems that she wasn’t proficient in everything.”

Hedy Lamarr’s situation on the chessboard is quite unfavorable, which is not a problem that can be solved by repenting one move.

Alan Wilson was very relieved to see this, “I worked in British India for many years and learned a little how to do it.”

“What does that have to do with your work in British India.” Hedy Lamarr’s almond-shaped eyes rolled back, her eyes filled with an indifferent, cool glow, a gaze very similar to Vivien Leigh’s when she was disgruntled.

Alan Wilson, who had actually met a bunch of stars in real life, felt that the gazes of all these Hollywood actresses had different characteristics, and perhaps that was the key to standing out as an actress who had come from the era of black and white movies.

The screen isn’t after talking eyes, so that should be the reason.

Hearing Hedy Lamarr’s rhetorical question, Allen Wilson calmly pinched a glass of juice and said, “Chess originated in ancient India and spread to Europe through the Arabs.”

“You say it originated in ancient India just because it originated in ancient India?” Although Hedy Lamarr was a school bully when she went to school, this kind of thing was right in his blind spot as a science student, and adhering to the air of irrational mendacity, she was dismissive of Alan Wilson’s science, “It’s like it’s internationally recognized ……”

“Except for the Chinese, it’s pretty much considered internationally recognized.” Allen Wilson’s mouth high while not forgetting to recall that the origin China argument may have to wait for the Yugoslavian paper to be published. I wonder if that scholar was born yet.

Basically the matter of chess originating in ancient India is already considered an international consensus, dice at least until the discovery of excavations in ancient Egypt, there is no reason to overthrow ancient India.

Who let the last six months, Allen Wilson always dry our India is too good thing, even the mythological stories can blow, there is evidence of something, but not to blow the ancient India out of the flower.

Although Hedy Lamarr is the queen of the movie, the deliciously high addicted Alan Wilson did not care about that, the words inside and outside the words of Hedy Lamarr connotation.

“Is that what you did to Vivian?” Hedy Lamarr interrupted with some exasperation, “Not a gentleman at all.”

“I have the utmost respect for Ms. Vivienne, but as a matter of fact, Ms. Hedy don’t be unreasonable.” Alan Wilson replied with full concern, feeling that the matter was almost over, he was ready to bring the topic to the frequency hopping patent ……

Just when he wanted to open his mouth, he heard Hedy Lamarr grunt in anger, “That’s a lot of respect, all the way to the bed.”

“Ms. Heidi can really joke.” Alan Wilson, who was interrupted in his thoughts, froze, stabilized his mind and denied, “I’m just a colonial civil servant, and there’s an age gap, Ms. Vivien Lei is so famous and I’m obscure, it’s basically two worlds, how can I not be associated with each other …… ”

“I saw you come out of Vivian’s apartment with my own eyes, before dawn.” Hedy Lamarr interrupted at Alan Wilson’s diversionary words, “What were you doing all night? Doing your hair?”

“Uh, huh?” Allen Wilson’s words of defense were stuck in his throat, and after half a dozen moments of abba-baba, his face changed for a moment, and his gaze changed, “Ms. Heidi, as a public figure you have to be responsible for your own words, and I sympathize with your situation very much, but rumor-mongering is not advisable, and in this part of Delhi, it’s too easy for me to make a person disappear. I’m thinking seriously about this now, only dead people have tight mouths.”

Hedy Lamarr’s gaze sharpened for a moment, but met Allen Wilson’s dangerous gaze with a thump in her heart, heh! The man who turns his face faster than a book!

With a cloudy look, Allen Wilson sized up the number one beauty in Hollywood in some people’s eyes, thinking about how to block each other’s mouth, it’s better not to make a scene or not to make a scene.

“Did you just try to kill me? Not very old, and quite a heart.” Hedy Lamarr similarly forced herself to calm down and said, “Do you think I’m the only one who saw it? Which of the stars that came over this time is not an actor, it’s just that I don’t have much of an actor’s skill, that’s why my heart is straight.”

“Miss Heidi’s knowledge of self is quite on point, and also knows that you are a vase in the eyes of others.” Ellen Wilson grunted an exasperated smile, pondering the truth of all seen in the other party’s mouth.

In the colony a word nine Ding time long, especially Pamela Mountbatten is not, he is now a little complacent, are forgetting their own last name, suddenly a gentle smile, “I and Vivian things, and Miss Heidi has nothing to do with it, she will not stand in the way of your way, you are the star of Hollywood, the competitor is other people, not her. It would do neither of us any good if you threatened me with this, British India is so dangerous, those Indians with brains the size of walnuts are capable of anything, especially with women.”

“I suggest we each take a step back and talk it over as friends.” Allen Wilson got up and attentively poured a glass of juice for Hedy Lamarr and said softly, “There’s no need to make the atmosphere too stiff.”

“Thanks, I could have mesmerized the maid back then before I ran away from Austria.” Hedy Lamarr said out this sentence first, and was frowning at Alan Wilson, secretly sighing that it was not easy to deal with, but reached out her hand to pick up the juice, and drank it down in small sips, the knot in her throat surging beautifully.

Although soft food and hard food is not very suitable for the current situation, but saying hard words while matching them with actions, Allen Wilson can’t find other words to describe it. Hedy Lamarr proved in action that I can talk and I can be patriotic too.

“What can you offer a star like Vivian who is in a relationship with you?” Hedy Lamarr said with a color of curiosity, “To be able to make her so dead, she has money and reputation.”

“On the contrary, her money just counts in the eyes of ordinary people, it’s not really much. Reputation also depends on how you look at it, an actor’s fame is not equal to reputation. Don’t think of the as of many men craving your body as reputation.”

Extending his index finger finger wagging, Alan Wilson corrected Hedy Lamarr’s misconception, “Why else would Betty stick it to the shareholders of U.S. Steel? You’re nowhere near real influence.”

It was then that Hedy Lamarr had her first encounter with the King of Great British Understanding, and simply understood everything, and why Allen Wilson was the man behind the Great British Treasure.

Even his own handful of frequency hopping patents, Allen Wilson also expressed a very favorable view that this is a history-changing invention, and the United States side does not pay attention to their own contrast.

Without realizing it, Hedy Lamarr opened up and talked about many of the issues that had been bothering her for a long time, “Americans look at actresses very superficially, they see my pretty face.”

“Most Americans are like that.” Alan Wilson echoed the sentiment, fiddling with the queen on the chessboard, “Where is the queen on the chessboard so important? If Miss Hattie, can be a reliable friend, I am willing to contact the native land, to practice your patent, if successful, you yourself, in addition to the halo of the star, but also an additional layer of inventor’s halo, according to the words of the Far East is called virtue and talent, may not be able to make up for your class in acting, but your future will certainly go much better.”

“Alan are you really very optimistic about frequency hopping patents? Vivian asked that sort of thing too, and she did it for you?” Hedy Lamarr remembered that when she was still in Los Angeles, Vivienne had inquired about frequency hopping patents, and comparing it to the man in front of her, everything became clear.

Alan Wilson nodded his head, acknowledging Hedy Lamarr’s speculation, expressing his willingness to contact local companies to help Hedy Lamarr realize her dream, “But Vivian’s matter still gives me doubts.”

“As long as you can help me, feel free to mention any conditions.” Hedy Lamarr said rather eagerly, “I can contribute my own money to help with the research.”

“I am not short of money.” Alan Wilson shook his head, “Money is just a tool to realize a dream. Vivian didn’t ask me to help her because of money either.”

Hedy Lamarr stood up with a start, she understood, either she hadn’t noticed or she was complicit.

As she was thinking this, the phone in her apartment rang, Allen Wilson got up and went to answer it as Hedy Lamarr looked at her accusingly, “Assistant Allen, you are?”

“Allen, the shower in my apartment is broken, can you get someone to fix it for me?” Joan Crawford’s voice came through the microphone, “I don’t suppose you could do me that favor?”

“No problem, happy to.” Alan Wilson agreed into the microphone, “I’ll contact someone right away.”

“There’s probably not much wrong with it, so come over here first.” Joan Crawford spoke up relentlessly, “What are you afraid of? All adults, can I still eat you?”

How does it feel to be fixing a computer? But Allen Wilson still nodded his head in agreement, his eyes swept a glance at Hedy Lamarr, and he had to say that he now had a bold idea, very bold.

Why couldn’t we just have the Hollywood BFF group all to ourselves! British India was its own territory anyway.

The similarity between Joan Crawford and Bette Davis is to take a pair of eyes full of cool color, a gaze that is very unfriendly, even when it is making people look like they are underlings

“These apartments are all designed in much the same pattern, and I wonder if anyone lived in them originally.” Joan Crawford had her arm pinned to her chest, rather condescendingly looking at Allen Wilson, who was crouched there inspecting.

“No one has lived there lately, and you’re all guests, so how could you be treated like that?” Alan Wilson said without looking back.

“That’s strange.” Joan Crawford’s light voice came, “How come there are men’s slippers in Vivian’s room.”

The fixation spell directly caused Allen Wilson to slowly turn around and say in an unspoken tone, “It’s a real miscalculation on the part of the Allies that you guys aren’t spies.”

“You guys? Who else?” Joan Crawford was taken aback, was there anyone else who had such a meticulous eye for observation other than herself, a star who had worked her way up from the bottom to where she was now?