hollywood draw

The dark night in Boston faded, and Wayne leaned comfortably against the head of the bed early in the morning. It was not until the woman covered her mouth and ran into the bathroom. She slowly put on her clothes and walked into the bathroom to start washing.

The two of them stood side by side in front of the mirror, holding their toothbrushes together to clean up their personal hygiene. A trace of fatigue could be seen from Jennifer Connery's face. It was obvious that she had a brief sleep after a vigorous exercise last night, and she did not rest.

"Dear, how am I acting?"

While wiping her face with a towel, she looked at the man beside her, who was also holding a towel and doing the same thing.

"Well, I have to say, your skills are great!"

Shrugging, Wayne hung the towel back on the sink, tidied up his shirt, and prepared to start a new day. "E on, if you still want breakfast, we have to go out quickly."

At around 7:40 in the morning, the huge convoy left the hotel again and drove towards the location.

Just like I imagined, there have been a large number of media reporters outside the suburb filming site that has been arranged long ago. Compared to the small-scale quarrels some time ago, there are more people coming today.

Cars drove into the outdoor location one by one, and each staff member of the crew looked at the reporters silently. Starting this morning, the atmosphere of the crew has become a bit strange, and everyone knows what is probably because of it.

"This won't work, there are too many media reporters outside."

After getting off the car, Wayne looked out with his waist and said to John Gray who was standing beside him: "The shooting will definitely be affected. Think of a way to divert those people's attention."

"It's useless for me to be interviewed. Those people's target is you." John Gray waved his hand irritably and kicked a stone away. "Shit, I'll go out and try to deal with it."

"Forget it, I'll go with you, those people are not that easy to pass."

Waving to Sergei, the two of them walked towards a large number of reporters surrounding the door under the gaze of many people in the crew.

The excessive media attention now has made some people in the crew feel turbulent, and it is difficult to continue shooting quietly. If Wayne had not been to have a relatively better shooting environment, he would not have been willing to face these media too early.

"Director Greenberg, can you talk about when you got a mental illness?"

"Hey Wayne, do you really like violent abuse of women?"

"Wayne, what do you think of Katie and the Women's Organization's accusations against you?"

As soon as the two came out under the protection of Sergei and Security, they were immediately surrounded by the crowd. In front of Wayne, there were at least seven or eight various recording pens and microphones. The photographers outside the crowd were also starting to press the shutter with all their might.

Apart from the messy and various questions, there were only the sound of taking pictures left.

"Don't be quiet, don't be messed up, otherwise we'll go back now." John Gray shouted several times in a row before the scene gradually calmed down.

"Ask questions one by one, you only have five minutes, so it's better not to waste it," Wayne's voice came into everyone's ears. "In five minutes, the crew will start shooting on time. I have to be responsible for more than a hundred staff members behind me. Okay, let's start!"

The reporters around the front looked at each other and understood that every issue was crucial and that five minutes would never be wasted on irrelevant things.

A female reporter's sharp voice suddenly rang. "Director Greenberg, you have been studying film noir since college, and after graduation, you have also succeeded in filming film noir. Is the reason why you like this movie genre related to your mental illness?"

"I only answer this question once." Although Wayne was mentally prepared, his face still became gloomy when he heard similar questions. "I don't have any mental illness, no mental problems, nor do I have the hobby of violent abuse of women. All of this is unreasonable speculation! If I were you, I would be more cautious about the report. Some words are legal risks!"

The female reporter shouted unwillingly. "But your works are full of blood, darkness and violence..."

"I've answered the next one!"

He immediately waved his hand to interrupt the female reporter, obviously without any intention of answering.

"Hello, Director Greenberg, I'm Frank from the Los Angeles Times." Another male reporter introduced himself, noticed him looking at him, and asked quickly: "Can you talk about the accusation of abuse of women and college ex-girlfriends, who lie to the public?"

Wayne nodded. "In fact, I can't remember who she is. Regarding the issue she said was violently hurt by me, you can sue at any time and use the law to uphold justice for yourself, right? Why didn't she sue me? This is really strange."

After saying that, he shook his head impatiently, looked at the obviously dissatisfied crowd in front of him, and frowned. "Okay, the last question, the crew is about to start working, and I must go back and host the filming."

The scene suddenly became quiet. After finally accepting an interview, the other party received these unpainful and unpalatable answers, which was not in line with the ideas of most reporters.

"Wayne, can you talk about the new project you are shooting now?" A reporter who is more reliable suddenly spoke under the glare of many colleagues. "There have been rumors that your new film is Oscars, right?"

"Yes, that's it!" He was too lazy to hide it and nodded happily. "I don't deny the production of the "Walking Walker" and have great expectations for the Oscars. Of course, it's too early to say this now. Everything depends on the effect after the film is completed."

Suddenly I heard that he admitted that he was filming a new film to make the Olympics, which made the scene quiet for a while. No one expected that there would be such unexpected gains. This gimmick is no lower than a woman's problem.

The reporters present were all from entertainment media, most of whom were half a circle, and were familiar with the highest honor of the Academy, Oscar.

This involves a problem. The college has always liked to please its own videos, or specially made videos that suit their tastes in order to make the Ultra, but the premise is that they cannot be said or even done too deliberately.

The Academy Awards have always been such a contradiction. Everyone knows that some winning videos are just homework for the Little Golden Man. The probability of winning is indeed high, but no one will shout it out blatantly.

After all, those judges and Oscars are shameless, and shouting out will only have a counterproductive effect, which will increase the difficulty of lobbying during the awards season. Some things can only be done, not said.

So sometimes the old men from the Academy of Film and Arts are no different from the widows who become bxxxh and then set up archways.

If you don’t make a movie that suits their taste, the probability of winning is definitely very low, but if you do it too deliberately, you will be resisted by the Academy, who is determined to be the last bit of face.

Wayne admitted to the media simply that the goal of making the film is to be a little golden man, which is equivalent to setting obstacles for his award. The reporters who asked questions did not expect the answer to be like this. Usually, the directors expressed their yearning for Oscars in a vague way and expressed their feelings to the academy without clearly speaking.

So until he and John Gray and others went back for a while, the scene was still buzzing. No matter what, they didn't get anything in this interview.

Before most of the reporters left, they saw that the filming had started inside, as if Wayne didn't care much about his comments outside.

"Wayne Greenberg is suspected of suffering from mental illness..."

"Faced with the accusation of abuse of women, Wayne Greenberg denied it..."

"At present, there are more than five women's rights organizations in North America calling on women to boycott Wayne Greenberg's works..."

"About Wayne Greenberg's wealth, our reporter has investigated many parties..."

"Some experts pointed out that the reason why Wayne Greenberg loves black films must be related to his unfortunate childhood since childhood. The reporter visited the school he had been in childhood. All those who had contacted him proved that he has always been the most introverted..."

"Wayne Greenberg personally admitted that the purpose of filming and producing the film "The Walker of the Skies" was to make the Oscar Little Golden Man. He has been nominated for Best Director three times, and he missed that honor every time. It seems that this time..."

In a Burbank apartment, Daisy frowned and looked at the pile of newspapers on the table. Almost all the paper media related to entertainment and finance were constantly reporting and hyping everything about Wayne.

This situation is obviously abnormal. Even if he is a relatively famous rich and famous person in the United States, he will not be able to continue to gain such great attention.

Moreover, Daisy is disgusted with those distorted reports about women. More than a dozen movie fans have questioned various reports in the past few days and have withdrawn from their organization.

"Those mother fxxk's bxxxh! When I collected the video tape some time ago, I was not the current attitude! son of the bxxxh!"

Not only Daisy was reading the newspaper together, but also seven or eight hardcore fans in the movie organization. They were all leaders of their respective groups. At this time, it was not these people who spoke, but a black guy.

The passionate smile that he usually faces no matter who he faces disappears, and his anger makes his already dark face slightly distorted.

Unlike other members of the movie fan organization, Schroeder is grateful to Wayne's movie from the bottom of his heart. It is the source of his motivation to change his life and the most important white moonlight in the black man's heart, so he is the one who is most angry.

Especially the movie fans who knew they had received videotapes, some people actually quit, which made him feel the illusion of betrayal.

"We have to do something to support Wayne, guys." Schroeder took a few deep breaths and opened his mouth to break the frozen atmosphere. "I said we have to think of ways to tell those who are misled by media reports that Wayne is not that...."

"Wait." Daisy's eyes suddenly lit up, raised her hand to stop the black guy from speaking in a rap style, muttering in a low voice. "Media reports, media reports, Warner Brothers also have their own media, we need a convincing fact..."