hollywood draw

The props and Luke did a good job. The two corridors on the first floor of the hospital were arranged exactly in line with his requirements. The scenes of Uma here gradually began to increase. Perhaps his warning played a role. The two women were able to film well and no longer persist in tearing each other.

On the third day of the abandoned mental hospital, the crew had the first actor to finish the filming, the middle-aged handsome guy Thompson who played the teacher. He didn't have many scenes. As the last shot was finished, everyone politely applauded him.

Wayne shook hands with him, thanked him for his dedication to work, picked up a prop killer mask and gave it to him, which was considered a Ji Finishing Sugar. Tomorrow is Sunday, and someone who can finish the filming smoothly on the weekend means that the filming is going smoothly, and everyone knows that the holiday is here.

It seemed that the crew was looking forward to a vacation, which was the last breathing time before the New Year. As he announced a day off tomorrow, everyone left Orange County that night and returned to their long-lost home in Los Angeles.

The only people in this small hotel are Wayne, Luke and Naomi. He wants to make some adjustments to the shooting plan based on the problems he encountered in the transition shooting these days. Luke is unwilling to go back. He has no place to go, and when he goes back, he just returns to the small rental apartment.

At a glance on Sunday, Wayne woke up early, made a cup of coffee for himself, and flipped through the director's record book. The work was going smoothly overall, and there were not many scenes left. After filming in the hospital, only some scattered clips were left.

This made him feel good, as if the huge pressure that has always existed has slowly disappeared. Perhaps because of the busy work and the difficulties he encountered in recent times, he has been much more intense than when he was in school. He suddenly became idle, which made him enjoy it very much.

Walking out of the hotel, Wayne took a sip of the morning air and slowly started running around the block. He had not exercised for about two months, and since he came here, he knew the effect of a good body. In addition to the pain and torture of his previous life, he cherished this body very much.

He has been practicing planned since childhood, and he started practicing barbaric sports such as boxing and rugby in middle school, which has prevented him from stopping his exercise. This place can almost be considered a national fitness, and it seems that young people like some different sports.

On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, in his memory, only retired elderly people insist on exercising every morning. There is a large part of the reason that the society here is generally sports fans, and the four major sports leagues have nurtured countless sports stars.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, so he adjusted his breathing and slowly ran around the block for a long time. When he returned to the hotel, he saw Naomi sitting on the sofa in the lounge area of ​​the hotel lobby, obviously waiting for him.

"Hi Wayne. What are you doing?"

Naomi put down the newspaper and stood up and walked into the elevator with him.

"I went to run a lap, and I swear my weight is definitely less than 80 kilograms now, and at most 75 kilograms. I feel a lot of weight loss during this period and don't exercise. I'm afraid I will slowly lose my motor nerves. At least I will go back to play quarterback now and I will definitely be knocked out."

He chatted with Naomi and opened his room door. He didn't mind that she sat in the living room, took off her clothes and went to the bathroom. He asked her while taking a shower:

"Nami, why did you get up so early? What's the matter with me?"

"I'm going out for a walk. Every day, except coming back to sleep, I'm on the set. I haven't seen this small town well yet. Do you want to go together?"

Naomi increased her voice so that Wayne wouldn't be able to hear it clearly inside. Wayne thought about it for a moment and replied:

"No, I want to take a look at the clips I have finished shooting with Luke in the morning, make some fine adjustments to the plan, and see if there are any reshoots. You know, there are not many shots left. If you go to find everyone to reshoot them after the shot is finished, it will be too troublesome."

When Naomi heard that he was unwilling to go out, she was not disappointed and planned to go for a walk by herself, so she continued to ask him:

"Would you like me to bring you back? Something to eat or something?"

"Please buy me a sausage pizza at noon. I've had enough of the buffet provided by the hotel. By the way, I want to remind you that it's okay to go out for a walk. Don't go to the slums, just go to the commercial street."

Wayne remembered this and loudly reminded her that if such a blonde beauty dared to enter the community of color by herself, Wayne would probably not be able to find her body.

"Okay, I know, I'm leaving."

With the sound of closing the door, he walked out wearing a bath towel. He looked at the door and hoped that she could know the power of it. Not to mention this satellite city in the greater Los Angeles area, even in Los Angeles, Wayne would not dare to go to the downtown area alone after the dark sky.

The ugliness there can definitely surpass the normal values ​​of people. Generally speaking, those with a little condition will not live in downtown Los Angeles, but in suburbs. At night, downtown becomes a territory for gang members, wandering warblers, and homeless men.

After dark, all kinds of guns, psychotropic drugs, powder products, prostitutes, and all gang members are working, surviving, and trading around these things. The friction or seeking revenge of various gangs from time to time is the main theme of Los Angeles at night.

When he got here, he knew about the gang, and he could not be as extinct as the other side of the Pacific Ocean. The Nicos in the Hey People community have been reserve members almost since they went to school. If they could survive all kinds of shootings and become backbone of gangs, they would become the backbone of all kinds of gangs.

However, the probability of such people who have joined since childhood is not high. There are three major alliances in North America, namely the Lame Gang, the Blood Gang, and some three-k, etc., which are divided into countless small organizations, all relying on various illegal activities to survive.

Therefore, everyone who can come out of the Nico community is worthy of admiration. No matter what method is used, the most common one is sports. If the sports cells that come with Nicole's genes happen to wake up in a rational child, sports can almost be said to be the only way out.

In the four major sports leagues in North America, almost most athletes are like this. The darkest color is North American men's professional basketball, NBA, this first white sport, and now there is almost no white in the entire league.

Otherwise, this society is morbid, everyone is shouting against racial discrimination, but this racial discrimination is integrated into all aspects of life. The only exceptions are sports stars and film and television music stars.

Such hey guys can usually become idols of the whole society or heroes of a city. The film and television music should be better. Those who can succeed are those with a small number of people with their brains and muscles, such as sports stars, who have a lot of muscles, almost retire and embark on the road to bankruptcy.

Fortunately, Wayne is a white man, to be precise, a Jewish. Although some Anglo-Saxon descendants also discriminate against them, no one dares to express it clearly in this society.

In this national service controlled by capitalists and capital, Jews have innate advantages. After all, most of the large capital in North America are Jewish, so ordinary people can't beat the Jewish brains when doing business.

It can also be said that Hollywood is under the control of the Jewish people. Almost all the big guys on the Hollywood power list are Jewish. Including the Academy of Film and Arts, various trade unions, especially the producers' unions, the owners of these film companies are almost all the same ethnic group.

"Wayne, what are you thinking?"

Luke walked up to him in confusion and saw Wayne in a bath towel.

"Well, it's okay, all are ready? Let's go to the conference room."

Luke's appearance interrupted Wayne's random thoughts, and the two went to the rented hotel conference room where the equipment was installed.

While looking at various shots, Wayne and Luke were chatting.

"Luke, if this film can be found in a distributor and really enters the theater, we have a beautiful qualification, right?"

His tone was relaxed, while Luke was a little amused and chatted with him:

"Director Greenberg, you have to finish all the shots first. But I want to remind you that even if the shooting is completed, you will only do one-third of your work, or even less. Don't think about the scenes in your dreams when you wake up, ok?"

He didn't care, he just imagined it slightly, he was more practical than anyone else.

"Of course, there are more difficult editing and soundtracks. Fortunately, this movie has no special effects. At least we have done well so far, right? Think about it, when you sit in the theater and look at the producer column on the screen and your name appears, you will feel so accomplished!"

These are not like what Wayne said normally. The mentality of today may have released some of the essence of the Beijing-smashed mouth in his soul.

"Well, I really want to have that day, of course I have fantasized countless times. But in the past two years of graduation, I rarely dream like this. You don't know that I have played at least a dozen crews in the past two years, but there are not ones that have actually been released, and there are not even two videotapes released."

What Luke is talking about is the essence of this Hollywood, where countless people work and struggle. Every day, countless crews start filming, but very few can be released in theaters, and even fewer videotapes are directly released.

This circle is definitely not as bright as it seems, and it is always just a small group of people who succeed.

"Okay, work hard Luke, I believe our film will appear in the theater, I will sit in the audience with you, watching our names appear on the screen. There will also be countless young fans applauding and cheering for us, and all we have to do is to make it well."

He didn't speak loudly, but both of them could hear it clearly. This was not only Wayne's dream for two lifetimes, but also the motivation for Luke to be busy with all the chores of the crew every day.

Naomi stood quietly at the door of the conference room with a pizza box in her arms. She heard Wayne's words, and although she knew that the chance of all this could happen was almost zero, she was still infected by his words.

"Dong! Dong!"

"Hi! Workaholics, I brought you sausage pizza and beef pizza. Lunch has begun. If you don't mind, I want to see how I perform in the film with you."