hollywood draw

The sun passed through the curtains that had not been tight enough to pull them tightly, and directly passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows without any obstacles, illuminating the wide bed. The sunshine that was born in the sky was like a golden sea wave. One wave was better than the other, and began to become hot in a short time.

This is Los Angeles, which is full of enthusiasm all year round. In most people's impression, it seems that except for the short winter that makes people feel a little cool, they can bathe in the warm sunshine of California at any time.

“f**k!”

When the sunlight slowly moved and shone on Wayne's face, he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to cover his face. Suddenly, he felt the protest from his lower back. A feeling of unbearable soreness immediately made him swear involuntarily.

The sleepy feeling that was originally confused was driven away by the soreness that suddenly surged from the back of his waist. He frowned. He rubbed his fingers upwards, leaned against the head of the bed and grabbed his watch, and glanced at the time.

It's just seven o'clock in the morning. In fact, they have been sleeping for about seven hours, but they did the indulgence that they started yesterday afternoon. Even Wayne's strong body couldn't resist it. At this time, he would sigh that even if male hormones are secreted frequently, they cannot keep up with the speed of women's recovery, especially a white European and American woman.

After a "click", the blue smoke slowly rose. He turned to look at the woman sleeping beside him. The Italian girl seemed to be immersed in the pain of the taboo game at this moment. Even though she was already asleep, the expression on her face was full of entanglement.

"Good morning darling."

Not long after, Monica Bellucci's eyelids trembled slightly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the man smoking beside him. Judging from the expression on his face, this woman did not resist the smell of smoke, but leaned openly against the head of the bedside with the man.

"Good morning, Monica, I have to say, you are such a fascinating stunner."

The moment he turned his head and looked at the woman, Wayne immediately saw the other party’s two white mountains. Although he was covered with various red marks because of his yesterday’s fun, he couldn’t help but feel the heat all over his body.

"Thanks."

The woman stretched out a white arm, grabbed the cigarette box over him, skillfully held it in her mouth and lit it, slowly spitting out a faint smoke. "Cough, cough, cough. Damn, this brand of cigarettes is really unfriendly to women."

While speaking, she raised her head and found the man's gaze like a wild wolf. The same gaze had been experienced too many times yesterday, but she did not cover her upper body outside the quilt. She frowned and said with a headache:

"Please! Dear, I feel like there is no pain-free place on my body. Can I rest for two days?"

Before preparing for this action, Monica Bellucci had made some preparations, but when the tough and handsome man began to officially release the beast in his heart and have fun, she suddenly felt that what she had prepared was not enough.

Looking at the sunshine that gradually became violent outside the window, she immediately felt the protest of every inch of her skin when she thought of the various self-ravities she had in order to please her.

"Before the release of The Matrix, you can call me at any time. My dear, I feel like I'm almost torn apart by you."

Wayne shrugged helplessly, understanding that the other party completely regarded him as an evil spirit, but this was understandable. When he had a sudden idea and asked the hotel waiter to help get two stockings and dress up the woman around him in the shape of "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily", the beast in his heart was completely released.

However, it was obvious that the Italian girl was overly worried. Now his back midfielder was still protesting faintly. It was obvious that he was too indulging yesterday.

Shaking his head, Wayne gently kissed the woman's forehead, lifted the quilt and picked up the pants on the ground and put them on her body, and said, "If you have any problems in the crew, you can call me at any time, but it is likely that Nina will receive the call. If you have anything to do, telling her is the same as saying it to me."

Looking at the man who bent down and picked up the shirt again, Monica Bellucci leaned against the head of the bed and tilted her head. She knew that her efforts had finally been to get what she wanted. Fortunately, the other party was indeed as the legend in the circle, and he did not recognize anyone without putting on his pants.

The most important thing before her now is to use the popular sequel of "The Matrix", to leave a deep enough impression on Hollywood and North American fans. Even if you still have no chance here in the end, your resume of participating in large-scale commercial films with hundreds of millions of dollars will be the reason why your value will rise sharply after returning to Europe.

Or, there is another good choice, that is, the man who is wearing clothes calmly in front of him. As long as the man is willing, he may become a big star in Hollywood in the future.

"Have you gone without breakfast?"

Monica Bellucci asked with a bright and elegant smile as he twisted the cigarette out of the ashtray on the bedside.

"No." Wayne glanced at the woman and shook her head. "I have to go back early to accompany the little princess. The child has started to crawl around now. He will fly to New York tomorrow. He has to spend more time with her in advance."

After opening the bedroom door, after walking a few steps, he thought about it and turned around and retreated. He said in the woman's puzzled gaze: "I have booked this suite for a long time. If you want, you can live there casually during this period. Whatever you want, and report my name to the front desk."

"Thanks."

Wayne didn't take it too seriously about destroying the goddess of youth. When he returned to the manor with his fatigue after indulgence, Naomi Watts and Nina were having breakfast.

Facing the man who had not returned overnight, the Australian actress did not act abnormally, and her expression did not change at all. She just put her daughter who had already begun to like to move around in the man's arms. She had long been accustomed to the man's temperament.

One day, he hurried by while accompanying his daughter, and at six o'clock the next morning, the Rolls-Royce Phantom took a few people straight to Los Angeles International Airport and boarded a flight to Big Apple City. After today, Wayne was destined to dive into work again, and there were too many things waiting for him.

At the end of September and early October, when Los Angeles was still sunny, New York was already feeling cold, and Nina also took out the coat prepared for Wayne.

The entire crew is nearly 300 people, most of whom live in Los Angeles for a long time. They suddenly change their environment and temperature. Everyone feels uncomfortable. But the crew is like a large and sophisticated machine. Once it starts, it is impossible to stop easily.

The change in climate was most obvious in director Wayne. After checking into the hotel on the first day in New York, he felt the warning from his body. Unfortunately, he thought his body was sore but it was just a sequelae of excessive indulgence. What no one expected was that he woke up and caught a cold.

However, work cannot be delayed because of this small matter. The preparations of more than 200 staff members in the crew cannot be stopped alone because of him.

With the continuous flowing snot, after checking the shooting arrangements for a whole day, the whole group was praying, praying that the director would better catch a cold tomorrow. The weather was not going as expected. When Wayne got up the next day, his first feeling was that he was head-heavy.

"Damn it, shit! You're so hot like a stove!"

The first thing that felt his body changes was Naomi Watts sleeping beside him. At this time, the Australian actress didn't care about anything else. She reached out and touched Wayne's forehead, immediately put on a wide bathrobe, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the bedroom door and shouted at the living room.

"Nina, Nina! Notify Gilmore and Charles that Wayne is coming to have a high fever, f**k!"

Everyone knows how important today is. Today we will start filming the first scene. If a controller of a huge crew is killed by illness at the beginning of work, it will definitely cast a thick layer of haze for the next work.

What's more important is not this. On the first day the crew arrived in New York, Big Apple began to gather reporters from various media. Warner Bros.'s promotion of "The Dark Knight" was originally carried out with great fanfare. In addition to the popularity brought by the film itself, countless media are waiting for today's start-up.

"Nami! Shut up!"

A low roar interrupted the panicked Naomi Watts. The woman turned her head lightly with concern and looked at the man leaning against the bedside.

"I swear, your current body temperature will definitely not be lower than 39 degrees! mother f**ker! Listen, Wayne, if you go out to fool around in the future, it is best to consider whether your body can stand it first, son of the b***h Italian woman! That b***h!..."

It is obvious that excessive indulgence and sudden weather, a cold was directly put on Wayne. What is being carried out is a project with an investment of nearly 200 million US dollars, and he is the absolute soul of the project. The work of nearly 300 people in the crew is revolving around him. The consequences of delaying the shooting work will not be small.

"Enough, come here and help me dress."

Wayne's face was also ugly. He had never seen the cold before, but now his whole body was as painful as an ant bite, and he couldn't use any strength.

The most fatal thing is his head, he is drowsy and unable to concentrate at all. He can feel his body temperature, because even every breath of air seems to burn his nose constantly.

"No, don't move around, you need to see a doctor, do you think you're kidding? Hani!?"

Naomi Watts' eyes were red, and he pressed the man back to the bed, shook his head firmly.

Just as the two were entangled, the bedroom door was pushed open. Nina first walked in with a worried look on her face, followed by Guilmot, Charles Rowan, Steve Wilson, Wicks Hart and other teams behind the scenes.

Just as Wayne frowned and tried to say something with his eyes open, he realized that someone was still pouring into the bedroom. Christian Bale, Ralph Fiennes and other major actors, like the crowd coming in front, looked particularly ugly.

"How do you feel now?" Charles Rowan stood beside the bed, reached out and touched Wayne's arm, his heart skipped a beat, knowing it was broken. This was not an optional small cold, and it was most likely an influenza. The temperature on the other party was too high.

"I have notified people to go to the doctor, Wayne, now you can't go to the hospital. There are at least hundreds of reporters squatting under the hotel. We can't give them the opportunity to hype negative news."

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