amaotonovel Chapter 2688 Hollywood Rhapsody (46)
Chapter 2688 Hollywood Rhapsody (46)
Chapter 2688 Hollywood Rhapsody (Forty-Six)
Summer is here, and the temperature in New York is rising steadily. It will soon be so hot that people will not want to go out at all. Manhattan is full of elites in suits and ties who are sweating profusely. It is a little cooler in the suburbs, and in the early morning and evening, some people will set up tents on the lawn to camp.
Schiller had no interest in going out on a hot day. He had been staying at Arkham Sanatorium for several days. He would get up, drink a cup of coffee, and then start dealing with matters in the sanatorium, read some books, write some papers, etc. The days passed quickly yet slowly.
"Season 2 is about to start filming so soon???" Schiller looked at the invitation letter in surprise and said, "Didn't the first season only air a few days ago?"
"According to Mr. Stark, he originally wanted to finish filming the entire season in one go, but everyone couldn't stay in Los Angeles for too long and had their own work to deal with, so they took a short break..."
“Please, don’t do this again.” Schiller pressed his forehead and said, “Wasn’t the first season confusing enough?!”
"It's just very confusing for you," Ultron pointed out bluntly, "If you didn't travel through time so often, this would be a very relaxing vacation."
Schiller sighed, thought for a moment and said, "There won't be so many things to do this time. I can finally have a peaceful vacation."
"I'm afraid it's still difficult, sir." Ultron expressed his disagreement and said, "I suggest you don't appear in public."
"Oh, yes." Schiller then remembered that he had become extremely famous after the broadcast of the first season. The patients in Arkham Sanatorium had already taken turns asking him for autographs and photos, and were now preparing to ask for a second round on behalf of their relatives and friends.
Schiller was a little conflicted about whether to go to the second season. He knew that the Internet was forgetful, and as long as he disappeared for a while, no one would remember him.
"Hello? Xier, did you receive my invitation? Please come on time at 3 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I have prepared a camping dinner..."
"I told you not to call me Xier. I'm thinking about whether to go... What? Really?" Xier frowned slightly and said, "Things are going well at Kamar-Taj. How could he... Okay, see you tomorrow."
Ultron beeped twice, and Schiller knew that was his doubt, so he said, "Tony said that Stephen has been a little absent-minded recently, and I don't know what's wrong. I have to go over and take a look."
"Sir, don't you find that you always seem to be fooled like this?"
"Since you know I can't refuse, don't expose me." Schiller rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Tony will pay for the consultation anyway."
When Schiller went to pack his things, he thought of a problem. It wasn't a sudden thought, because after all, Pride had just held a camping party, which made him know that he had to bring some things to such camping parties.
"I don't think so." Ultron said, "After all, you are not driving 20 minutes to get here, but taking a plane. I believe Mr. Stark will not mind that you did not bring him an extra tent when you took the plane."
"But I can't go empty-handed." Schiller thought and said, "Forget it, I'll go to the supermarket to buy some things when I get there. I guess if Tony is the only one hosting this party, there will definitely be some things missing."
When the plane landed in Los Angeles, the weather was not cool. When Schiller walked out of the airport terminal, he began to understand why Tony liked to wear sunglasses so much.
On the one hand, it was because the sunlight was really glaring, and on the other hand, he was blocked by people asking for his autograph before he even walked out of the airport gate.
Schiller had no choice but to go to the eyewear store next to the airport and buy a pair of sunglasses. This could be said to be a groundbreaking move, because this pair of sunglasses cost $1500. But there was no other way, he had to buy it no matter how expensive it was, otherwise it would be difficult for him to leave the airport.
This time, the hotel Stark chose for them was not in downtown Los Angeles, but on the beach outside Los Angeles.
When it comes to beach vacations, people always think of Hawaii or Bali, but in fact Los Angeles is no less impressive. The town of Laguna in Orange County, Southern California, has the world-famous Laguna Beach, which has been the choice of many Hollywood stars for private vacations.
This place was developed very early, and there are already many resorts occupying good locations. The one Stark chose is the most luxurious one.
He directly booked the entire place, so that there were only their own people in the entire resort. This obviously saved Schiller a lot of unnecessary trouble. He didn't want to be surrounded by people and asked for autographs first thing when he went out every day. For people with the spectrum, this is simply hell mode.
Compared to the famous Santa Monica Beach, Laguna Beach has fewer people and is much quieter, but the sunset is equally beautiful. Before the car that picked up Schiller entered the resort, Schiller saw a propped-up canopy on the beach. Apparently someone was preparing for a beach camping party.
Schiller entered the resort and found that it was more original and not like the antique style of many famous resorts. The buildings here looked quite old.
After the driver's introduction, Schiller learned that this town can be called the second oldest town in California. Although California itself is very young, it has experienced decades of wind, frost, rain and snow. This entire town can be called a cultural relic in the United States.
The houses in this resort are all traditional residences in Laguna Town. From the outside, they look like ordinary one-story stone buildings, similar to the farmhouses in Kent Farm in Kansas, but once you go inside, you will find a different world.
The decoration here is very classic American country style, with some faded orange tile floors, oak furniture and cabinet doors, matched with white checkered wall decorations dotted with colorful grids, and vine and leaf-shaped chandeliers with a naturalistic style. More importantly, the front and back are transparent, with no obstructions from the front door to the back door, and the floor-to-ceiling doors and windows are very bright.
At this time, the back door was opened, so as soon as Schiller entered the room, he felt a comfortable and cool breeze blowing on his face. He looked up and saw that the ceiling was the most original wooden ceiling. The wood grain on the beams was clearly visible. Because it was a holiday cottage on the seaside, there were nautical elements everywhere. A huge rudder was hung above the fireplace, and the curtains were white, dotted with light blue anchor patterns.
The whole space is very transparent. Inside the square house, there is a fireplace and sofa on the left side, and a dining room and cabinets on the right side. There is no obstruction in the middle. The windows on one side face the beach, and the view is also very wide.
Schiller originally wanted to ask who he would be staying in a room with, but unexpectedly the resort staff told him that there were enough houses, so unless requested, everyone would have a room to themselves.
Schiller went up to the second floor to take a look at the bedroom. The bedroom was not as spacious as the hall on the first floor. It was more like a small attic. A large bed took up almost two-thirds of the area. However, there was air conditioning here, and the window allowed a direct view of the sunset on the beach.
After putting down his luggage, Schiller asked the staff if there was any organic farmers' market nearby, preferably one frequented by locals.
Today happened to be Sunday, or perhaps Stark chose today on purpose. Every Sunday there is a large farmer's market in the town, selling agricultural products from nearby farms.
Schiller arrived early. It was still noon. After putting down his luggage, he went straight to the farmer's market. In addition to having lunch, he also wanted to buy some things to bring to the party in the evening.
Farmers markets in small towns across the United States are basically the same, either on the street or in the square. Everyone spreads a piece of cloth on the ground, puts everything in place, puts up a few pre-written signs, and then starts chatting with others.
The farmers' market in Laguna Town is also very stylish. It is located in the central square and the cross street. There is a statue of a big ship in the center of the square, and various stall owners set up stalls around the ship.
It was almost noon and Schiller was a little hungry. He randomly found a street snack bar. He heard that there was a Michelin restaurant here, but he didn't have time to look for one. He randomly ordered some paella and stewed vegetables, and asked for a fish. He ate while chatting with Ultron.
Suddenly he heard some noise outside the window, as if a group of people were rushing past, but Schiller was busy eating and had no time to go and see. Not long after, they rushed back.
Looking at the backs of this group of people, Schiller felt somewhat familiar. After finishing his meal, he went out immediately and, as expected, saw a group of young people gathered in front of a small stall.
"Peter? Why are you here?" Schiller walked up and exchanged a few words, only to find out that Peter and Gwen had already arrived this morning, but Gwen had caught a cold a few days ago and was now lying in the resort sleeping. She didn't want Peter to be around her, so she kicked him out.
As soon as Peter went out, he met the new warriors who had just got off the plane. They didn't want to live separately, so they simply found the largest family room in the resort and lived together. Peter helped them pack their luggage.
Because there were so many people and a lot of luggage, it took until noon to finish packing. They agreed to go out for dinner together, and Peter would bring some food back for Gwen.
When the young people entered such a lively place, they naturally had a lot of fun. They took advantage of the breaks between servings to go shopping and wanted to buy everything they saw. In just over ten minutes, they had already gone back and forth in the market six times.
Schiller saw an unexpected person in the new warriors team, that is Miles, not Spider-Man Miles, but the unlucky guy who was swept to the West Coast by Sandman before.
Schiller observed Miles in his universe and found that the others were fine except Miles, who was always a little timid and didn't dare to look people in the eye. Spider-Man Miles didn't have this problem.
Before Schiller could chat with them for a few minutes, they seemed to have found something interesting at another stall and ran over shouting. Miles followed them, but Peter stayed.
Schiller looked him up and down and asked, "What's wrong?"
Peter chuckled, pulled Schiller's arm and said, "Doctor, you have to do me a favor. I have a plan..."
Schiller raised his eyebrows, and Peter whispered in his ear for a long time. Schiller looked at him in surprise, but finally nodded.