hollywood draw

Wayne sat behind the monitor irritably, trying hard to watch the previous clip that was filmed, diverting his attention, otherwise he would be afraid that he would curse. Suddenly, a cup of coffee appeared in front of him, and he looked up at the person who handed him the coffee. It was Naomi.

"Thank you, are you okay? How about your stomach? If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital immediately. You know what the consequences will be if you are injured. The whole crew will stop working and wait for you."

Wayne took the coffee and looked at her seriously.

"Of course, I feel much better. In fact, I was prepared for it. We have arguing with each other several times in private. He even scolded the heroine who just came by licking her with a licking life. She was just jealous of me as the heroine, and she could only play the supporting role of the villain."

Speaking of this, Naomi was a little excited and continued:

"I know what my job is, so I have ignored her provocation to me. At most, I just quarrel in private. I don't want these messy things to affect my performance."

He looked at Naomi intriguingly. No one knew what was going on, but at least none of these two women were simple. Thinking about it, I knew that if Naomi just said something to her and had a few private arguments, Uma would not have fallen "inadvertently"!

"Okay, I have warned her. I will say the same thing to you again, and that's all! No matter how much conflict there is between you, I will put it away. If you think it through, you will be wasting your own chances if you mess up the movie!"

"Of course, I swear I won't take revenge on that Bichi, my focus is definitely in the play."

Wayne nodded, signaled her to prepare, and started filming again, and finally passed once. When everyone saw his vicious look, everyone knew who caused trouble for him now, and would definitely ignite the powder keg.

"Thank you all for your hard work. The scenes in the school are over. Take a day off tomorrow and go to the abandoned hospital the day after tomorrow. Luke, put the straps in and put them in the safe. Don't be careless."

Everyone can rest, he can't, everyone goes to the bar to relax, he revises the storyboard draft and designs the camera in a small hotel.

"Dangdang", two knocks on the door. As Wayne said he would ask for it, he saw Naomi Watts, holding a bottle of red wine, and walked in.

"Hi, Wayne."

"Hi, Naomi."

He turned the pencil in his hand, watching her put down the red wine on her own and search for the bottle opener. The red wine was lifted up, and Naomi took out two cups from the cabinet, poured the wine and handed it to him and said:

"You put too much pressure on yourself. Wayne, proper relaxation will help you work better. Have you not noticed? You seem to have lost weight in the past twenty days."

He looked at his figure and shook his head.

"Maybe you are right. I haven't slept well for a day since the early preparations. But I think I'm used to the pressure. Damn it. If there is a next time, I will never do everything myself."

Naomi drank all the wine in one sip and slowly knelt on the carpet.

"Suppression? So just throw away the work in your hands for the time being. Maybe I have a way to help you relieve stress. All you have to do is put down that damn pencil."

He slowly leaned on the chair, sucked his breath and closed his eyes.

The next morning, Wayne sat up and looked at his watch. It was less than seven o'clock. Thinking of resting today, he lay back on the bed, looking at him as he was left, and he didn't know where Naomi was going.

He himself was also wondering whether it was really a human race? He was definitely not as hormonal as he had in his previous life.

"Wake up? I ordered something to eat. I was in the living room. Do you want to eat something first?"

Naomi walked out of the bathroom in her bathrobe. Seeing him awake, she sat on the bed and stretched out her hand.

Seeing that Wayne couldn't sleep after returning to the cage, he took her hand and sat up and started dressing.

"Oh, okay, my stomach is almost flat. Don't tempt me. You're right. Moderate relaxation gave me a good night's sleep. You must admit that you did a great job last night, better than I expected."

The two of them ate the breakfast delivered from the hotel, and Naomi asked Wayne:

"Do you have any arrangements for your vacation today? Or we can drive to the beach to check it out. I heard that there is a very nice beach here, and there are not as many tourists as Marbury Beach."

"Okay, it's nice to go and see, when will you go and go."

He doesn't care about these things, he doesn't feel any about the beach or shopping.

"We left after breakfast. I brought my swimsuit. If the weather is good, I can still get sunlight."

Wayne stared at her weirdly, wearing a swimsuit to bask in the sun at the end of November? Isn't it really cold when it's said that the Greater Los Angeles area is cooling down?

The two of them had breakfast and had plans to soak before they left. The literal meaning was to soak. It rained heavily outside the window, and the climate here was less rainy all year round and there was plenty of sunshine. I didn’t expect it to rain heavily.

There was no way to go out, Wayne spent a day in the hotel and watched the shots of the shooting in one day. I hope this heavy rain won't go down for a few days regardless of the rain, otherwise the time saved at school would be wasted in this heavy rain.

No one can stop the natural disaster. Fortunately, the heavy rain slowly turned into drizzle at noon the next day, and stopped before dark at night, but fortunately it only took a day off.

At eight o'clock in the morning, he drove a pickup truck and led the convoy out of the county town and into the suburbs. About five or six kilometers away from the center of Orange County was a mental hospital that was abandoned at some point. This saved Wayne, who tried every means to save money, and also saved a large amount of money from renting a studio.

The urban construction of the United States was still in the 1930s and 1940s. Roosevelt Jr. did it during the Great Depression, so it was difficult to walk. The heavy rain a day and a night turned the already bumpy dirt road into mud.

We set off at 8 o'clock in the morning, and it took us more than an hour to drive. We parked our car on the weeds and Wayne looked up at the abandoned mental hospital.

The white wall skin outside has fallen off a large area, revealing the mottled walls inside. The large black spots are rolled up on the wall skin, and the cracks on the windowsills and walls are covered with weeds.

"oh my god! Wayne, I bet that even if you are not shooting a horror movie, shooting here will turn into a horror movie. The atmosphere here is a natural horror scene. If a group of ogres or murderers rushed out now, I would not be surprised at all!"

Lily was right next to him and sighed. Yes, this damn place looked so cunning, it was indeed like a horror scene in an American mill film. He was also quite helpless, but he had confidence in Luke and Rose.

"Lily, let's relax. The first floor has been arranged in advance by Luke and the others. It is definitely no different from a normal hospital. We only use a small piece of place. If this makes you uncomfortable, speed up the work speed and finish the shooting as soon as possible. We will leave this place as soon as possible."

Wayne finished speaking easily and took the lead in. To be honest, American mills, cult movies, or horror movies that scare Americans, he was completely unsatisfied.

Just like here, it looks quite cunning from the outside, but if there is a group of ogres or murderers inside, he is really not afraid. What he is afraid of is the horror movie in oriental metaphysics, the kind of horror movie that plays the atmosphere.

Just like when he was a child in his previous life, he watched CDs with his friends, a mountain village teacher scared him for almost half a month and did not dare to turn off the lights and sleep. The crazy spray of tomato sauce in American horror movies only made him feel a little nauseous and not afraid.

Luke and the prop sets were doing well. He checked and watched the staff arrange the machines. If this small area was not arranged, it would be almost no different from a normal hospital.

Seeing that everyone was ready, he picked up a stack of masks, picked out one and handed it to the actor who played the murderer, and asked him:

"Listen, you don't have many shots of showing your face, and you're carrying this thing most of the time. It's very simple, don't be nervous, just be careful not to make the move wrong."

Seeing that he turned around and said there was no problem, Wayne walked behind the monitor and checked it all. Make sure there was no problem and carried the camera.

The scenes here are relatively simple, there are not many shots, but they are very shattered. There is no difficulty in performing. As long as there is no accident, he feels that he can finish the film as soon as possible.

Today is mainly the scene where the heroine Terry was killed in the hospital, and there are also some scenes of small supporting roles, such as the handsome teacher who caused the supporting actress to be jealous and kept killing the heroine.

"Okay, are you all ready? Let's start. The seventy-fourth scene, the first act, start!"

Seeing that everyone said it was okay, he shouted to start, and the crew slowly became silent. The microphone used for on-site radio slowly fell from the air, and the entire ward began to become silent. No one wanted to make a sudden sound and interrupt the shooting.

The crew gradually developed a tacit understanding and slowly started to operate. The appropriate light, colors, props, and performances were almost perfectly transmitted to Wayne through the camera lens. He couldn't help but click, and the crew got into the state in the first scene.

Just as Wayne was thinking this way, the door opened and chatted sounded behind him. The sound was not loud, but it broke the tranquility of the crew and spread throughout the room.

Steve was stunned for a moment while turning on the lights, and Luke, who was holding the radio microphone, was also obviously stunned. Naomi and the actor who performed the killer showed helpless expressions.

Uma Thurman was watching from the side, and saw the two temporary tool assistants who were chatting and pushing the door, and looked at Wayne, whose face immediately became gloomy, subconsciously covered his ears, and the volcano was about to erupt.

The two prop assistants who opened the door and came in chatting, each of them hugged a large suit. These were costume props for performances, white coats, etc.

“cut!”

Wayne called out helplessly, and the two of them put down their clothes, as if they knew they had been in trouble, so they took the initiative to come to him and apologize.

"Sorry, Director Greenberg, we have been carrying props, but we didn't hear any sound inside, and thought the filming hadn't started yet."

This made him feel like he had eaten dead flies and could not vomit them out. This accident was an uncontrollable factor and no one could guarantee that it would not happen. Wayne nodded and signaled to accept their apology, allowing the actor to return to his original position and come back again.