Hollywood Drawing

For a chair, the reason is ridiculous, but Hollywood is much more ridiculous. Especially in the crew, everyone is in the vanity fair, and it is normal to compare with each other. Practitioners in this industry are almost all sensitive personalities.

When Wayne walked to the prop truck, he saw the prop master Ross and the set decorator Mia staring at each other. The two temporary workers hid far away and no one spoke.

He must have finished the quarrel. On the first day of filming, there were frequent accidents and conflicts among the crew. This made him feel irritable and wanted to smash something.

"Mia, Ross, I don't care what the reason is for you two. I promise there won't be a next time. If your work is affected because of these damn things, I will let the contract speak for itself."

He stood in front of the car, patted the prop car trunk hard to see that they were looking over, and warned them in a serious tone.

Ross was quite professional and was the first to speak:

"Okay, Wayne, I promise that this matter will not affect my work, and there won't be another quarrel. I'm sorry!"

Ross stood up and apologized to him seriously. When Wayne nodded to him, indicating that he understood, he opened the car door and got into the car.

Mia saw that Ross had spoken first, so she also shrugged and said sorry to him. He allowed conflicts within the crew, but he could not argue in front of everyone during working hours. This would make the already difficult filming even more difficult.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the crew started running slowly again, still shooting the scenes on the road. He planned to shoot all these scenes at the front, so he specially modified the plan.

Although it is still stumbling, at least it is much better than in the morning. Everyone is adjusting their condition and trying their best to adapt to this extremely slow shooting.

"Naomi, the situation is still the same. Pay attention to your eyes and try to use them to show shock."

Because the plot is not shot consecutively, the scenes are all mixed shots, so Naomi needs to express different emotions. In fact, this is not difficult. He talks about being very strict, but in fact it is just as good as she can get by.

After all, this is a character that sells his face, so the actor doesn’t have to overdo it to set his face.

"Wayne, is that right?"

I saw Naomi's pupils slowly dilating, her eyes also dilated a little, her whole person's temperament changed instantly, her numb expression could not suppress the panic, but this panic was not written on her face, it was a kind of expression. The feeling does not come out.

"Ok, keep your posture. Next, I will use virtual focus to take a close-up of your eyes."

"Happy holiday, scene one, act five, begins!"

He slowly pushed the camera, circled half a circle around Naomi, and then pointed it at her face, giving a close-up of her eyes for a few seconds.

"Okay, this is over. Lily, touch up Naomi's makeup and move on to the next one."

Taking advantage of Naomi's rare good condition, he wanted to take more shots of this scene so that he would have enough backup if he had to edit it in the end.

This kind of ready-made location is already very good. Sometimes the footage needed for a big production may only be a few seconds, and the set-up studio may be used for several months. Therefore, generally speaking, the more complete the preparations in the early stage, the smoother the shooting.

"It's getting late, let's shoot the last scene immediately, Naomi. By this time the heroine Terry has been killed many times. She is using the elimination method to find the truth. She has become obviously weak. Take out your That feeling of weakness from practice.”

As the filming started, everyone looked at Naomi, hoping it would end soon. This day gave everyone a really bad feeling at work.

I saw Naomi walking slowly on the road a little weakly. When she met those different people, she began to help them. After a day of torture, Naomi finally got into the mood and found the feeling. Unfortunately, this was the last scene of the day.

"Call it done, Luke, pay attention to the film after shooting, save it, go back and put it in the safe in my room."

After hearing the director's words, everyone started packing their things and loading the car. Wayne saw everyone driving slowly out of the school, and then he got into his car and prepared to go back to the hotel.

Naomi was waiting for him in the car, and they arranged to have dinner together.

"How about it? It's the first day of filming all your scenes. Do you feel tired?"

He drove the car and asked Naomi. She looked tired but in good spirits.

"No, Wayne, this is the feeling. Although it is very tiring, this feeling of being in the center of the camera is great. Everyone is surrounding me. I used to play small roles. This is what I envy the most."

Wayne saw that she was obviously in high spirits and was speechless. Everyone was exhausted, but she felt good. Parking the car in the hotel parking lot, neither of them went back to the room and went straight to the hotel restaurant.

The whole crew may be starving, but everyone is here, eating quietly. Naomi pulled him, found a corner, and then took the initiative to pick up food with a plate.

Wayne looked at this beauty who was unusually excited and came back with two large plates of food, and decided to say a few more words.

"Naomi, want some advice?"

Naomi looked at him and motioned for him to continue talking while eating.

"There is still room for improvement in your acting skills. Just like today, you have adjusted very well. If possible, after filming this film, I suggest you find an acting training class and learn it again. Although every movie in the vase No less, but there are too many competitors, and you need to improve yourself.”

Wayne finished speaking to her seriously, regardless of whether he would listen or not, and started eating. These successful people are generally self-centered and rarely listen to the advice of others.

Moreover, what this country pursues is freedom. Even family members will not dictate other people's lives.

After hearing what he said, Naomi was stunned for a moment. She had never cared about learning to improve herself since she came to Los Angeles. She suddenly felt that Wayne might be a good learning partner.

Study hard, work hard to improve your own value, find opportunities, and try your best to seize them. Isn't this what Wayne is doing? He desires his goals, he desires success, and he is extremely focused.

"I will, Wayne, do you have any other advice for me?"

Wayne glanced at her and said to her again:

“You know what you want. After you know what you want, you will naturally find the goal and path forward, and you will find the method and motivation. Think of the Walk of Fame and Beverly Hills.

You have to concentrate and you will endure everything because you desire the goal you want to go to, because you must know that to achieve the goal, you must focus and you must continue to learn on your own. "

After he finished speaking, he put down the plate, stood up, walked to the lighting engineer Steve, and said to him:

"Steve, for tomorrow's shots, I will shoot more from a mixed upward angle to create a first-person perspective and increase the realism of watching the movie. You need to adjust the lighting, not to bright colors like today."

"Ok, no problem."

Seeing that he was thinking about it, Wayne got up and went back to the room. He still had work to finish. The first day of shooting was not going well and the plan had to be revised.

The next day, the filming convoy entered the school early in the morning. Starting from the first scene in the morning, the filming was still not smooth. The onlookers disrupted the mentality of the actors and other staff. Even Wayne was disturbed by the chaos around him. Crowds have an impact.

Problems with photography, lighting, performance, and props arose one after another. Anxiety seemed to be contagious. At the end of the day, I only made up for yesterday's shooting plan.

His anger began to grow. Whenever someone made a mistake, the anger in his chest would explode, but he would suppress it every time.

"Cut! Call it a day and go back to the hotel."

After Wayne finished speaking, he still couldn't hold back and threw the director's notebook to the ground with great force. Luke picked up the book, put it in his hand, and patted the junior on the shoulder.

"Wayne, you need to relax. Go to the bar and have a drink tonight. Maybe it will help you."

Wayne nodded to him, indicating that he understood. Luke saw that he had calmed down, then turned around to help others pack up their props and filming equipment.

It was getting dark, and the temperature in the Los Angeles area in November was starting to drop. He changed into fresh clothes, put on his coat, and walked into the bar next to the hotel.

There were not many people in the bar, so he found a corner of the bar, sat on a high stool, took out the money from his pocket, and handed it to the bartender.

"Hey, man, get me a beer."

Drinking beer, quietly watching the bartender pouring wine and cleaning glasses. Wayne was still thinking about the shooting in his mind.

"Why are you sitting here, still thinking about work?"

Naomi sat next to him, holding a glass of whiskey and taking a long sip. It was obvious that she was already a little drunk, and maybe the pressure of the filming made her need to temporarily anesthetize herself.

"It's nothing, I just feel irritated. Didn't you say you want to protect your body and avoid such strong alcohol?"

"I want to get drunk once, so that I can fall asleep as soon as possible."

Naomi put down her wine glass, sat down in Wayne's arms, hugged his neck, and blew into his ear.

"Hey, Nami, you're a little drunk. I'll take you back to your room."

Wayne held her to prevent her from falling.

"Come on, let's go back to the room. Do you want to play something exciting? Wayne, I know you like those, ha."

Wayne shook his head helplessly, helped Naomi back to her room, threw her onto the bed, took off her high heels, covered her with a quilt, and then took a breath.

"Have a good rest. I have to work tomorrow. I'm going back."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to go back to his room. He originally wanted to have a few drinks, but was completely disrupted by this woman. Regardless of her, it was even more impossible. It was going to be picked up by a stranger. If the heroine disappears from the set tomorrow, what will happen to him? Crazy.

Suddenly, the woman on the bed lifted the quilt and called out to Wayne.

"Don't you want to stay? Don't you want to have some excitement, Wayne? Come on, transform into a superhero, Catwoman likes a rough Batman, meow!"

Wayne watched her slowly take off everything and crawl towards him gently on all fours. He could no longer control the aroused urge and walked into the bathroom, watching the little wild cat crawl in little by little.