Hollywood Drawing

The next day, Wayne was woken up by his biological clock. He had developed a habit that made him wake up at 6:30 in the morning no matter how late he slept.

He originally wanted to continue sleeping for a while, but when he looked at the blond beauty hugging him, he suddenly lost sleep. what is this? Do the best hunters always appear in the image of their prey? This woman wasn't so drunk that she couldn't walk yesterday.

Squeezing the quilt with her right hand, Naomi suddenly opened her eyes in confusion, and looked at him for two seconds before her brain officially turned on.

"Dear Director Greenberg, it's only after six o'clock, and you can still rest for more than an hour. Why don't you take a nap?"

Naomi asked him as she rested her head on his chest, caressing his face.

"No, I feel like I was deceived last night. You didn't drink much at all. It made me feel like I was being fooled, so I want to punish you."

"Well, then how do you want to punish me? Director Greenberg, do you want to audition now? Tell me what role you need me to play. Catwoman can't do it. We have to film today. I'm afraid I'll get hurt by you."

Naomi did not refuse, she liked this feeling, it made her feel a different Wayne, no longer the old-fashioned workaholic.

Half an hour later, he got up refreshed and got dressed, while Naomi covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. After getting dressed, he ignored the woman and returned to his room to start washing up. The day's work was about to begin.

"Naomi!"

In the temporary studio in the school dormitory, Wayne called her over. The one he shot just now turned out well, but he wanted to shoot it again, hoping to make it better.

"You did very well just now, but you haven't reached the time of transformation yet. This is the first time you have been killed. Put away the weak side of your body."

After saying that, makeup artist Lily began to chase Naomi and touch up her makeup.

"Ethan, you're fine, you're doing great, keep it up."

Starting from the third day, the crew slowly developed some tacit understanding. The scenes outside the school were slowly completed, and everyone started to find work status for the indoor scenes, and the progress was slowly caught up.

This made him breathe a big sigh of relief. There were no interference from off-site factors in the indoor scenes, and there were not so many extras and supporting actors moving around. Although it was more difficult for the actors to perform, there were obviously fewer ngs.

"Cut, it's over, let's change to the next game."

Luke, who was at the door, looked at the novice director with a complicated expression. He had grown up very quickly, and the crew was on the right track under his coordination. Seeing him patiently explaining the scenes to Naomi and Luke, in the past week, Luke believed that he had caught up with the filming schedule.

If everything goes well, it may be possible to complete the school scenes ahead of schedule. This junior, who graduated two years after me, is on the right path, and it's getting smoother and smoother.

"Uma, you can't do this. You're not in the right state. Don't show that you want to kill the heroine. She doesn't know that the damn cake in your hand is poisonous. Reset and try again!"

In this scene, Uma gave Naomi a cake, and Naomi threw away the uneaten scene. It was very simple. This is Uma's first scene. In the first few days, she only had sporadic scenes. From this point on, she will appear frequently.

This is a normal phenomenon. Uma needs to feel it. He is not in a hurry. Moreover, this scene had to be shot several times with different feelings. For example, in the end Naomi was killed after eating the cake.

"Okay, I've passed this. Tomorrow is a rest day. Let's relax for two days. We will come back in two days to continue filming the scenes in the school. There are not many left in the school. Hurry up and finish filming and we will transition."

He thought this was a good idea, so he wasn't too harsh on it. Tomorrow is a day off and everyone needs time off. He now understands that a feature film is completely different from the experimental short films he made before.

Such a feature film cannot be produced by just one or two people. It is the result of the joint efforts of the entire crew, including the actors. Although individual abilities are important, they cannot be separated from the entire team.

Wayne is very lucky. Although the main staff have not participated in any major productions, they all have work experience and their abilities are above the standard. Especially everyone is still very young and most of their minds are focused on filming. Unlike Live your life like an old fritter.

After watching everyone leave, he was ready to drive away. Suddenly someone tapped the car window, and Wayne saw Luke open the car door and sit in the passenger seat.

"Why didn't you leave, Luke? Go back and rest for two days. Don't worry, the progress has definitely caught up with the plan."

Wayne took a taxi and drove Luke out of the school and toward the hotel.

"I want to tell you that the hospital is almost completely decorated. I'll take the time to take a look in the next few days. If it's not suitable, it's best to bring it up before the school filming ends so that I can coordinate the props and scenery to modify it."

Luke looked at Wayne. This novice director, who was not yet 21 years old, had already done an outstanding job. If he continued shooting as planned, this movie would definitely be completed.

"Okay, I'll take the time to watch it when I get back from vacation. Where are you going? I'll put you in a hotel?"

"Leave it in the hotel. I'm not going back to Los Angeles. I want to sleep well for two days. If you don't go back to the hotel, where are you going? It will get dark soon."

Luke saw the hotel arriving, opened the door and got out of the car, leaned against the car window and asked Wayne.

"My mother called me in the afternoon. I was going to go back to the farm to have a look. I haven't been back since I got busy,"

After he explained, he turned on the radio in the car and sped toward Ventura. Work is going smoothly and he is more relaxed, so he plans to go home and spend two days with his mother.

By the time he parked the car in front of the villa, it was already dark. Two golden retrievers were sitting on the porch with their tails wagging, watching him get out of the car, circling around him, and followed him into the restaurant.

"Mom, what's for dinner? Have you learned any new dishes?"

Seeing his mother setting the table with plates, Wayne gave his mother a hug.

"Baby, sit down, your dad will be down soon. I made tuna salad, green beans, and roast beef. How was the shoot? Did it go well?"

He watched his mother put the food on the table, and his father also went downstairs and sat at the table. After his mother put barbecue and salad on his plate, he took a bite before saying:

"Well, it tastes great. The filming went well. Everyone has been busy for a long time, so we all have a day off tomorrow and the day after."

"Look at how you've lost weight. The director's job isn't that easy."

The father wiped the salad on his beard with a paper towel and asked Wayne with a smile.

"Of course, sometimes I feel that I am almost divided into several parts. There are things to consider one after another, and there is endless work to do every day."

His mother looked at her distressedly and said to him:

"Wayne, don't be too stressed. You have already done a great job. You are only twenty years old. Mom believes that you will definitely succeed."

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm enjoying this."

In a warm family atmosphere, Wayne had dinner with his mother and watched a game with his father before returning to his room.

Suddenly returning from a stressful job to a farm where the pace of life slowed down, he felt awkward and always wanted to find something to do.

It wasn't until he drove back to Orange County and the crew was up and running again that he felt at home again. Sometimes he also feels that he is a bitch, but as long as he leaves the crew, he will always feel uneasy.

The shooting progressed day by day, and everyone maintained the working status before the vacation. He knew that there were conflicts in the crew, just as the senior employees looked down on him as a novice director. At least on the surface, everyone maintained restraint and the basic professional ethics were still there.

Not only the two women, but also the set designer and the prop master often had quarrels, but Wayne adjusted them every time and seemingly put aside their grudges.

He looked at his watch. It was three o'clock in the afternoon. It seemed that he could finish the work early today. He was about to shoot the last scene in the school. At the end, Uma handed Naomi a piece of cake, but this time Naomi would take the cake. Eat and then be killed, simple.

Everyone was in a good mood and knew they were leaving soon. After more than twenty days of filming, more than half of the scenes were finally completed, and everyone wore a relaxed expression.

"Okay, the last scene, let's end the scene here after filming. Naomi, keep your condition and eat that damn cake. Ross, is this really what you bought, right? Don't give her the prop cake, Naomi will never be able to swallow that plastic thing."

"Don't worry, I can tell the difference between the plastic ones and the real ones, Naomi. If I were you, I would take a bite first. Maybe I would secretly exchange the plastic props for the real ones."

Everyone was relaxed and joking unconsciously.

"Okay, get ready to start!"

He carried the camera and watched Uma hand Naomi the cake. Suddenly Uma seemed to lose her balance and fell to the ground as if she stepped on something. Uma who was falling hit Naomi with her elbow. On his stomach, Wayne put down the camera as the two people screamed in pain.

Everyone was rushing to help the two people who fell on the ground. He could see clearly that Naomi was holding her belly and huddled together on the ground in pain.

At this time, he really couldn't hold back his anger. The most important thing was that Naomi might be injured and need to be sent to the hospital.

"Shit, FXXK, how's it going? Naomi, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Wayne quickly picked her up and put her on a chair, seeing her face turn pale.

Naomi sat on the chair holding her belly, relaxed for a moment, and said to him:

"I don't think it's a big problem. Let me rest for half an hour and I can continue."

"Okay, everyone rest!"

After he shouted loudly, he walked directly to Uma who was sitting on the chair rubbing her arms, looked into her eyes, and whispered to her in a warning tone:

"Listen, I only allow this situation to happen once, only once. If there are other messy things that delay the filming, you will definitely not be able to bear the consequences. I don't mind kicking out the unstable factors on the crew, even if it costs more. Money, do you understand? Look at me! Tell me, you understand!"

Uma looked at the gloomy Wayne, nodded, and whispered:

"I understand."

Wayne had a sullen face, walked behind the monitor, and rubbed his forehead with his hands. Sometimes this actress, I really don’t know what to think. This time she is just a small actor. You can imagine how difficult it must be for those big stars. .