Hollywood Drawing

The car drove into the Greenberg Manor, and Wayne got out of the car and was still thinking about how to chat with Naomi. Naomi lives in the manor now, and there have been gossip tabloids reporting their relationship.

If this plan starts to be implemented, then she will move out as soon as possible. Since she wants to have a formal girlfriend, she cannot leave a loophole for the media to attack him.

"Hi, what are you doing?"

Wayne walked into the living room. Nina and Naomi met head-to-head and were discussing in a notebook. Nina was recording something from time to time.

"It's not easy being your assistant, Wayne." Naomi picked up the thick notebook in Nina's hand and handed it to him.

He sat next to them, and only when he picked it up did he find that there were dense records on it, including information on Hollywood stars, celebrities, and powerful figures, as well as general personal information.

"I'm learning how to be a qualified assistant." Nina shrugged and pointed to the notebook. "I found that your main energy must be on movies, and as your assistant, you must be by your side, always reminding you who you meet and how to socialize."

Wayne looked through the recorded content, and most of the people who could be included in the key list were high-level film companies, editors-in-chief and executives of large media.

"Well done, Nina."

Returning the book to the assistant, he turned to look at Naomi. "Come with me upstairs, I have something to talk to you alone about."

"Now?" Naomi followed him to the balcony on the third floor with doubts.

From here, you can see more than half of Los Angeles, and you can look down at the beauty of Beverly Park. The large balcony has been transformed into an observation deck, with parasols and loungers.

Before going to bed, Wayne would sit here and rest for a while, watching the starry sky to relax his mind. Each director has a different way of dealing with pressure, and he likes to light a cigarette and lie here in a daze without thinking about anything.

At this time, Wayne was sitting in the place he usually liked, looking at this beauty who matched his personality.

"Nami, Warner Bros. has a plan for the release of the film. They need me to find an official girlfriend."

Naomi suddenly understood something, and her face became unsightly. "What do you need me to do?"

"You need to find a suitable accommodation as soon as possible." Wayne still cares about her feelings. "Then avoid the media and move out of the estate."

"Okay, I see." Naomi knew that their relationship could only be partners and friends. This man will never let this relationship change. She has her own plans, and some things are just a matter of thinking.

"I'll move back to the apartment tomorrow, and it won't affect your plans." She said calmly.

"You can come back at any time when the publicity plan is over." Wayne can't say much, the two know each other well.

Dinner time passed in Naomi's taciturn, Nina felt the strange atmosphere and left the manor after eating quickly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wayne was blowing the cool breeze on the balcony. When he was revising the shooting plan, Naomi walked in quietly and quietly came behind him.

"Hey, baby, don't you take advantage of my last night here to play games?" She made a soft and charming voice and stroked the man's shoulder with one hand.

As soon as Wayne turned his head, he saw a black catwoman in a black tailored leather tights and a collar around her neck. Looking at her outfit, he threw down the notebook and stood up.

"Sweetheart, you are so beautiful!"

Gently pulled up the rope on the collar and whispered in her ear.

Today's Naomi is extra crazy. Starting from the balcony, their traces are all over the third floor. She also took the DV excitedly and took the initiative to take a lot of pictures of the 18th ban.

After the strenuous exercise, they didn't care about the clothes that were thrown everywhere and lay on the big bed together. Naomiza was in Wayne's arms and suddenly asked:

"I see that Nina's book records a lot of people, but she doesn't have a list of core members of the academy. She doesn't seem to realize this.

Wayne's hand under the quilt squeezed hard, interrupting her words.

"As for those academy members and film critics, I neither know them now, nor do I need to deliberately curry favor with them."

Naomi looked up at his face and asked suspiciously, "Are you not interested in Oscar?"

"Of course I like the Oscar statuette." Wayne pulled the quilt up. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't want best director, but I'm too young now. Those old men wouldn't let a young director get that honor.

I won't have any plans for the Oscars in a few years. It takes me a lot of time and energy to go to the Olympics, and in order to please those people, I have to make films that suit their tastes. It's not worth it. I think the goal within a few years will only be the box office results and the accumulation of seniority. "

"Wayne, you've ignored your film style. Oscar never likes genres other than realistic styles, not to mention you're shooting absurd thrillers."

Naomi reminded him.

Hearing her words, Wayne nodded and said without any concealment: "Nami, I will indeed change the style slowly, these two films are just to accumulate director experience. But changing the style is for market demand, not for the sake of Oscar."

"Of course, if those old men have their heads twitched and insist on giving me the Oscar director statuette, I will express my gratitude. If you don't give it, it's no big deal. There will be opportunities in the future."

"Impossible!" Naomi listened to him teasing the academy judges. "I understand that a director like you who doesn't care about the Oscars won't get a golden statuette. Unless the judges see that you are working hard, if there is no public relations and no behind-the-scenes operation, do you think they will give you the golden statuette? "

"So, there's no need to prepare for Oscar now!" Wayne spread his hands. "Now I prefer to speak with box office numbers."

Naomi Watts nodded, understood the director's mentality, and closed her eyes silently, thinking about what to do after she moved out.

Although she has only starred in two films so far, after this incident of racial discrimination, she understood that she thought Hollywood was too simple in the past, the degree of competition here, the complexity of the relationship between actors, directors and agents , is not at all comparable to what she had in Australia before.

Gradually, their breathing began to stabilize, and they both fell asleep in their own thoughts.

Wayne slept in for a rare time. After waking up, Naomi had moved out. Thinking about the madness of last night, he forced himself to forget that feeling, reminding himself that he was just starting out, and it was far from being able to put his energy into it. emotional time.

After breakfast, Sergey drove Wayne to Burbank again. In the Warner Building, he saw Halle Berry, who had been waiting early in the morning.

Halle Berry's face was obviously haggard, no longer as charming as the first time he auditioned.

"Warner has already talked to me, and I've signed that **** nondisclosure agreement. I'm ready." Halle Berry took the initiative to speak, looking at Wayne with complicated eyes.

Wayne turned to look at Paul Charles. After seeing him nod to confirm, he said with confidence: "I hope we can cooperate happily."

After speaking, he took the initiative to pick up the contract on the table, and after checking it was all right, he also signed his name.

"Wayne!" Paul Charles saw him sign the contract and handed him a printout. "This is the detailed process of the plan. The reporters under Warner's will soon be interviewing Halle Berry. All you have to do is to cooperate with this plan."

After reading it carefully, the plan inside was much more detailed than what Paul said. Even if we were going to go shopping together in the next few days, it was clearly marked.

"No problem, let's do this first, I have to rush to the studio, and I have a shooting assignment in the afternoon." After that, he nodded to Halle Berry and walked out with the documents.

After returning to Warner Studios, Wayne turned on the workaholic mode again. Unless necessary, all things in life were handed over to Nina.

Will Smith and Naomi Watts are in good shooting condition, and Mays and the others are also getting better, which makes the filming speed of the crew abruptly accelerated, and they have already passed the break-in period.

"Ok, rest for ten minutes."

The next day, when Wayne was resting after finishing a set of shots, Will Smith came over with a weird smile.

"Hey, Wayne, this is just brought by my assistant, the news on this will definitely surprise you!"

"What?" Wayne, who was staring at the monitor watching the playback, took the newspaper that Will Smith handed over, and saw the bolded headline at a glance~www.wuxiamtl.com~Black Pearl was deeply tormented by self-blame, Suspected of suffering from depression! ! ’ The newspapers exaggeratedly reported that Halle Berry fell into self-blame and suspected depression because he was threatened by Phelan Goodman, poured dirty water on the director, and framed him for racism. There is also a suspected candid photo below.

It's nothing, he scrolled through the newspaper, and there was a detailed interview with Halle Berry on the back. The whole article is full of her repentance for her actions, her gratitude to Wayne for her generous forgiveness, and at the end of the report, there is an original sentence from her own mouth:

"For a gentleman with a broad heart like Wayne Greenberg, how could any girl not like him. He is a good man with character. I think I am deeply attracted by his noble character!"

It seems that Warner can't wait to start the plan, and may be worried that the popularity will pass and the public will forget about it.

"Hey, bro, did you see that this girl actually told the media that she liked you. Is there anything more absurd than this?"

Will Smith made fun of him with a weird smile. During the time on the set, everyone got to know each other well, especially Will Smith. With his lovable appearance, he could chat with almost everyone.

"Maybe I should accept her show of love? Then forgive her for all the wrong things she has done and live happily with her?"

Wayne said it in a very formal tone, but when he heard these words in the ears of the people around him, he felt that he was trying to make fun of him.

"Hey, hey!" Will Smith said in a rap tone. "No one is saying that our director has no sense of humor, you see, he is just not good at using it in filming."

The surrounding staff all laughed, and Wayne looked at them speechlessly. Could it be that speaking the truth is a joke these days?