American Scandal King

Chapter 152: Accident on the Set (Part )

The second female lead's face was injured and the set needed to be cleaned up again.

The director had no choice but to pause filming and let Amanda Peet return to the dressing room to direct the cleanup of the scene while considering what to do next.

"If it really doesn't work, we'll have to shoot something else first." said an assistant director.

The coordinator cried out, "This is impossible! Everything has been arranged, and now it's all thrown into disarray. I can't organize my work!"

"That's the only solution now!" the photographer exclaimed. "Or we can change the script."

Nancy Meyers was also furious. She was the screenwriter and shouted, "Don't put the blame on the screenwriter for everything!"

Director Nancy Meyers was in a state of panic.

For a director, in addition to being able to shoot movies, how to deal with various accidents on the scene is also a compulsory course. Nancy Meyers obviously lacks experience in this area.

At that moment, she suddenly cried out, "I can't wait that long to cover it up with powder!"

The makeup artist's expression changed: "That might cause the wound to become infected."

Nancy Meyers yelled, "At least she's not going to die, right?"

In the dressing room, Amanda was also frightened when she heard the director's shouting.

Damn Nancy Meyers, she had to use foundation to cover up the injuries on my face.

She has absolutely no regard for my health.

If the wound gets infected, my face will be really ruined.

But what can I do?
I'm not famous yet!

By going against the director, my future was ruined.

At this moment, a melodious male voice suddenly sounded behind Amanda: "You look like you are in trouble."

Amanda turned around in surprise, and was surprised by the familiar face of the man in front of her: "Ian Karl?"

"Shh!" Ian stood behind her, leaning his head out and smiling. "Your director doesn't seem to care about your health at all. If women's rights organizations... well, she's a female director, it would take human rights organizations and the Screen Actors Guild to intervene."

Amanda was shocked.

Although it was her first time meeting Ian, she knew too well who he was.

God!

How did he get in?
He actually knew about this!
If this gets out, it will cause an uproar.

Amanda hurriedly said, "Don't tell anyone, Ian, you'll ruin me!"

She grabbed Ian's arm and looked at her pitifully.

Ian retracted his gaze and looked at Amanda: "You don't want me to help you?"

Amanda was helpless.

I certainly hope so, but not in this way.

Ian understood her look.

He smiled: "Don't worry, the filming will continue, and you don't have to risk disfigurement... As long as you cooperate a little."

"How to cooperate?" Amanda blurted out.

Ian smiled, took out an exquisite windproof lighter and threw it out.

The lighter landed on a piece of curtain fabric and burst into flames.

"Oh my God!" Amanda screamed.

Ian held Amanda's shoulders and said, "Go ahead and call me, but don't say my name."

Then he pushed her out the door.

Amanda screamed hysterically: "Fire!"

The set suddenly became excited and everyone ran to the dressing room at the same time.

Seeing the burning flames, Nancy Meyers was going crazy. She ordered everyone to put out the fire quickly. She yelled at Amanda: "How did the fire start?"

For a moment, Amanda almost blurted out Ian's name.

But Ian's face, his confident smile, and Nancy Meyers's hateful face that disregarded her own safety came back to my mind.

She shook her head slightly: "I don't know."

As she said this, she looked back, only to find that Ian Karl had disappeared.

Like a ghost!
The crew members were carrying fire extinguishers and spraying white foam on the set.

Fortunately, the fire was not very big and did not burn any critical areas.

The flames were quickly extinguished, but at that moment, a cameraman on the set yelled, "Memory card! Oh my God!"

Nancy Meyers rushed over: "What happened again?"

The photographer's face turned pale: "I lost a memory card!"

Nancy Meyers' vision darkened.

The loss of the memory card meant that many of the shots they had previously taken were gone.

Although it was just one, it was still a huge loss.

"Hurry up and find it!" she shouted hysterically.

She is the screenwriter, director and producer of this film. In other words, all the power is in her hands, and all the responsibilities are also on her.

No push!
Only Amanda understood.

It's Ian Carr!
But she didn't understand why he did that.

Due to the series of accidents, filming tonight will definitely not be possible.

Nancy Meyers had no choice but to order everyone to go back and rest, leaving only a few people to continue looking for the memory card.

Amanda was afraid that Nancy Meyers would continue filming, so she left the studio early and went to her car.

After getting in the car, Amanda looked around and didn't see Ian. She felt a sense of loss. As she started the car, Amanda saw someone slowly sitting up in the back seat.

"Ian Carr?" Amanda was stunned.

Ian looked at her with a smile: "I hope you don't mind me giving you a ride."

Amanda stared at him blankly for a long moment, then said, "You'd better lie down and don't let the guards see you."

As she said that, she started the car and drove out.

The car quickly drove out of Columbia Studios and headed towards the nearby crew hotel.

Ian also sat up again and fiddled with the equipment in his hands.

Amanda looked at him through the rearview mirror and said, "I don't understand why you would do this."

Ian casually replied, "Sony has offended me. They lost a bet and don't want to honor it. I have to teach them a lesson. Columbia is a subsidiary of Sony. To attack Columbia is to attack Sony."

Amanda said sadly, "So you're going to let this movie fail?"

"No, there's no need for that. It would ruin a lot of innocent jobs." Ian laughed and said, "All I need is news, good news."

Ian took out the memory card and handed it to Amanda. "This is for you. Without this, they'll have to rearrange the system and won't be able to start the machine for now. By tomorrow, your wound will be almost scabbed over, so applying powder won't be a problem. Your safety will be guaranteed."

Amanda was puzzled: "How did you do all this under the photographer's nose?"

Ian replied, "That's not important. What's important is that good journalism needs to be grounded in humanity... What's truly valuable about this incident is that Nancy Meyers completely disregarded the actors' health and risked disfiguring you by continuing filming. That's something to write home about! Of course, if you add the fire and the lost memory card, the story becomes even more compelling. Three twists and turns are always better than just one, right? If you could come forward and accuse Nancy, it would be even more impactful."

Amanda was shocked.

You actually want me to accuse you in person?
Just to amplify your news?

At this moment, Amanda truly understood why Ian Carr always had a constant supply of hits.

He personally took charge of the project and wrote the plot himself!

He would create news even when there was no news, and rewrite ordinary news!

He even thought about dragging himself into the water!
madman!

What a madman!
Amanda's face changed and she shook her head: "No! Ian Carr, I won't do that."

It is no small matter for an actor to come forward to accuse a director. It can easily make all directors dissatisfied with such actors, and then her future will be completely ruined.

Ian chuckled: "You don't have to worry about this problem. With my protection, no one can target you."

The Ian Carr of today is not the Ian Carr of the Charlie Mills era.

If he could convince Kate then, why not now?
Amanda understood: "You want me to be your knife? No! I still won't accept it."

Ian was not in a hurry. He just looked ahead leisurely and said, "Do you have to go back to the crew hotel?"

"how?"

"Maybe we can find a place to talk it out. I promise you won't be able to start work tomorrow... I'll make you an offer you can't refuse!"

Amanda pondered.

After a while, she finally said, "I know a place where we can have a drink."

"I have a better place," Ian laughed.

Amanda shook her head slightly, "No, Ian, I'm not going into your room."

………………

ten minutes later.

Amanda sat in the news editing car, staring at the monitor in silence.

There were all kinds of people in there, all actors from the crew. The surveillance camera in one of the rooms was empty...that was my room.

Ian Carr!

Are you the devil?
You actually installed surveillance cameras in every room of the crew.

What left her even more speechless was that she saw Jack Nicholson and Nancy Meyers tumbling in a bed.

God!

It's normal for the lead actor and director to be together, but...

She looked at Ian, who was also smiling at her.

He said: "The last person I watched the live broadcast with in the news editing car was Kate Beckinsale, and she couldn't help herself and got into my bed. I hope you have better self-control than her."

What do you want?
Amanda rolled her eyes: "That doesn't require concentration."

Ian smiled. "Even if I didn't show up in the car, you would still call your best friend and complain after you returned to your room, right? No one can remain calm in the face of such a situation. People always need a way to vent after encountering major events! You didn't do it on purpose, you were just angry in private, and you are an innocent victim. This can ease the pressure you face. At the same time, I will also give you something in return. Either a film contract or money. After that, you will also find the lost memory card, which will be a great contribution to the crew. This way, no one can blame you anymore."

Amanda was shocked again and fell silent.

It turns out that he has prepared everything, and it is so sufficient?

She knew Ian was right.

Under normal circumstances, she would have called her best friend to complain about this when she returned to the hotel, and he could have obtained all the evidence by directly eavesdropping... In this way, Amanda's complaint was accidentally overheard, and it was not an active attempt to discredit the director.

Her fault would be much lessened, and everyone would understand Amanda's complaints.

Amanda truly admired this man.

He can always do what others can't!
She looked at Ian: "Then why did you ask for my permission?"

Ian smiled. "You're a beauty, Amanda. I don't like hurting beautiful people. Beautiful people are meant to be loved."

How could Amanda not understand what this meant?
She rolled her eyes and sneered, "It's better to say that you like to kill two birds with one stone."

You made the news, hit Sony, and won the heart of a beautiful woman.

Ian nodded slightly: "Good businessmen always seek high cost-effectiveness."

He lifted Amanda's chin and said, "I'm used to killing two birds with one stone... Time is so precious, and opportunities are so rare. A flower protector has the right to enjoy the fragrance of flowers, doesn't he?"

Amanda bit her teeth lightly and looked at him, and at that moment, the wetness filled her body and mind.

(End of this chapter)