From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

“Shhh, Benjamin.”

“Please keep it a secret, this is a surprise visit.”

Benjamin looked at Anson's bright eyes and clear features, and nodded subconsciously, but couldn't help but worry. He opened his mouth, but lowered his voice under Anson's gaze, “Are you sure?”

Anson didn't say anything, just showed a smile, with a hint of confidence between his brows, which made Benjamin's mood also involuntarily cheer up, as if he had found his long-lost youthful vitality.

Then.

Benjamin watched Anson turn and leave, completely unaware that a smile had already crept onto the corner of his mouth, and turned to quicken his pace to get busy—

He also needed to cooperate with Anson to complete the surprise activity.

Just imagining it, adrenaline surged, suppressing the excitement, almost making him jump up.

Meanwhile.

Anson turned and walked towards the set, and could feel the low pressure of the crew from a distance. Even the birds flying by suddenly seemed to have heavy wings, plummeting for a moment, and then flapping their wings with all their strength to quickly escape the area. In the blink of an eye, they had disappeared.

Without even needing to get close to observe expressions, he could tell from the light-handed body language that everyone was cautious and their muscles were tense, for fear that even the slightest movement might startle a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

This scene quietly matched the sight he had just seen on the street.

Involuntarily, Anson also slightly lightened his footsteps.

“...This isn’t such a difficult scene.”

“Relax, relax.”

As he approached, the voices on set gradually became clearer. The person speaking should be director Brian Robbins.

Right now, Brian wasn't angry. His voice remained calm; however, the tension hidden beneath the calm was filling up bit by bit.

“You just need to walk down, come down to the first floor in a down-to-earth manner.”

“Don’t hesitate, don’t be fancy, just walk straight down plainly, that’s all. You need to confirm that you 100% want to go downstairs. This is a firm movement. You want to go downstairs, you are going downstairs, you are 100% sure that your destination is the first floor.”

“See, not difficult, right?”

“Calm down, let’s stay calm, there’s no need to be too nervous or anxious.”

“For God’s sake, you’re just extras, this is just a transitional scene, we don’t need to make things too complicated.”

Crackling.

Then, without warning, it suddenly erupted—

Instantly, the furious voice rose two full steps, exploding like thunder.

“Fuck.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

“What are you doing? Walking down from above, just walking down from above, don’t you even know how to walk?”

“One step. One step. Another step.”

“Walk!”

“Walk!”

From calm to stormy, the 180-degree change in an instant left the entire crew silent. Just now you could still see birds flying by, but now even mosquitoes didn't dare to fly in.

Of course, Anson was no exception.

When the director is working on set, even the producer should not challenge his authority—matters can be communicated privately, but within the crew, the producer should help maintain the director's authority, otherwise, the crew may fall into chaos, which is definitely not a good thing.

What’s more, Anson and Brian don’t know each other at all.

Thus.

Anson obediently shut his mouth, stood aside, and, like the rest of the frozen staff, remained silent, patiently waiting for his opportunity.

Maybe today wasn't a good time to visit the set, Benjamin had just reminded him; but Anson had already come to the set, and it didn't seem necessary to turn around and come back another day.

Since he was here, he might as well stay.

The only thing to be thankful for was that it wasn't Chris Evans or Scarlett Johansson who were being scolded, just a group of unfamiliar extras.

Otherwise, putting himself in their shoes, it wouldn't be pleasant to have a friend see him being scolded so miserably.

However.

Where were Chris and Scarlett? He couldn't see them at all within his line of sight. Anson came to visit the set, but the protagonists of the visit weren't even there.

But Benjamin just said that the entire main cast was on set today because there was a related scene that needed to be filmed.

Could it be that they were all resting in their trailers?

The sound quieted down.

It seemed that Brian's emotional venting had temporarily come to an end. Anson was thinking that at this time, a stage manager or assistant director should come up to ease the atmosphere, give the director a way out, and allow the extras to catch their breath and regain their filming rhythm.

The filming of "The Princess Diaries", "Spider-Man", and "Catch Me If You Can" were all like this. There must be a lubricant, a connection between the director and the actors and crew, so that the crew could operate at high speed.

However—

Nothing.

The crew in front of him was completely quiet, and there was no sign of anyone preparing to come forward.

This made Anson secretly call out that things were not good.

So, what to do now?

But he never expected an accident to happen.

“...An, Anson?”

A call came from his ear, emerging from the almost stagnant air. The slightly trembling voice was like seeing the murderer appear in a horror movie, making it even more eerie in conjunction with the atmosphere of the scene.

Swish, swish, swish.

All eyes were cast over, with surprise, astonishment, joy, or sluggishness, the noisy gazes landing on his skin and burning it.

Including director Brian.

Although the opportunity wasn't perfect, it seemed that there was no other choice now.

Anson revealed a smile, “Surprise?”

The thing he feared most was the sudden silence in the air. The entire crew seemed to have pressed the pause button, and everyone had lost their reaction mechanism.

However.

Anson didn't mind and turned to look at Brian, “Sorry, I delayed the filming.”

One shouldn't hit a smiling face. Brian was stunned by Anson's smile. The next second, the sophisticated director entered the state, “No wonder I said the entire crew was distracted and out of their minds. Now I finally found the reason.”

“If it’s Anson Wood, everything can be understood.”

Seizing the opportunity.

Brian displayed the Sichuan face-changing stunt, as if the person who had just been raging on the set was not him at all, and a smiling face fully bloomed.

At the same time, he opened his arms and gave Anson a big hug, “Oh, God, what day is it today? Our crew is actually fortunate enough to welcome your arrival?”

“Just passing by and heard that director Brian Robbins was filming here. I thought I should come over to say hello and offer some blessings.” Anson raised the coffee and donuts in his hand, “Afternoon tea time?”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clanging sound from behind, instantly awakening the memories of children living in the 1980s—

An ice cream truck!

As long as they heard this sound, the children knew that the ice cream truck had arrived.

In an instant, the entire crew became bustling, the low pressure that had been firmly covering the crew loosened, and the air also became cheerful.

The timing was just right.