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Chapter 558 Stella’s first day

"Huh...huh...it's over, it's over."

There was a sound of running accompanied by violent breathing. Without looking away, just by hearing the heavy steps of the soles of his feet hitting the ground, he knew that this was not a person with a foundation in sports.

The little white shoes were running wildly on the wet ground. Even if there was a puddle in front of them, they didn't care. They stepped into the water and splashed water, making the other trouser leg wet.

The drizzle on her face kept hitting her face, and the red umbrella she was holding was completely useless. Instead, it was blown over by the wind, like she was holding a huge toilet pusher. In the end, it was overwhelmed by the load, and the umbrella cloth was torn off.

She opened the umbrella and was half flying in the air. She paused for two seconds before finally stamping her feet, stuffing the umbrella into the trash can on the roadside, and then ran away again.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time. There were still five minutes left. The navigation on the smart watch showed that the distance was still 700 meters away. As if she saw the dawn of victory, the energy that had been exhausted just now came back to her. She shouted to encourage herself hoarsely.

, and then ran like crazy on the forest path. If she hadn't been seen running, no one would have doubted that she was going to become a Super Sailor.

Go straight for 400 meters, turn left, turn right at the next intersection, cross the road, and arrive at your destination! Rush through the park gate, go straight to the front building, climb the steps using both hands and feet, and finally hold on to the mailroom window, half-kneeling but not kneeling violently

respite.

The old man in the mail room was startled when he heard the noise and looked over. If he had a bad heart, he might have been able to pass through directly. Old Gil covered his heart and glanced out the window. After confirming that it was daytime, he stuck it to the glass.

The female-like creature with disheveled hair and wet body asked.

"Can I help you?"

"I...I...I am a member of Mr. Mickey Taylor's crew. I...my name is Stella...Stelle Kerr. Where is the crew's conference room? I'm going to be late."

"Oh, let me take a look at the visitor list. Wait a moment."

"Please...I'm going to be late, I...I'm going to die, please sir."

The girl was already crying when she spoke, and Gil couldn't help but start to get anxious, but routine registration was indispensable. He had no choice but to comfort the girl while quickly flipping through the list. When he saw the girl's name, he smiled and looked up again.

When he looked at the girl, he couldn't help but fall into a daze.

Slender fingers passed through the brown hair that was wetted by the rain. A fair and pretty face was revealed in front of Jill. Sufficient collagen made the facial contours very soft. The reddish eye sockets did not need eyeshadow modification, and the brown eyes rolled in them.

, the roots of the mountain draw a soft arc along the high brow bones, which does not make the temperament cold like the straight bridge of the nose. The fair skin does not have the freckles that white people often have. Paired with natural plump red lips, the style of the whole face is

There is a hint of sexy charm between youthfulness and softness. At this moment, she is lying pitifully at the window and looking at him eagerly. This moment is really sweet and critical.

"turn up……"

"I leave my student ID card with you, sir. I will take it away when I leave. Sir, where is the conference room?"

"Go through the door behind the stairs. The building on the left is the top floor."

"Thanks."

Her student ID card was photographed at the window. She gritted her teeth and forced her aching legs to push open the back door and run again. However, this old building without an elevator was killing her, so much so that she didn't even have the movie props she usually likes to watch.

Noticing that she was on the fourth floor, right in front of the door of the conference room, she put her hands on her knees and gasped violently. She took one last look at the time and knocked on the door with thirty seconds left.

"Enter."

Forcing herself to let go of her fear, she opened the door and saw no one in the room. The first thing she smelled was the strong smell of tobacco, which made her frown slightly. Then what came into view were a dozen men, several of whom

She was quite tall, and her two big arms were as thick as her thighs. She was fiddling with the objects in her hands and looking at her sideways. The whole scene looked like a gang party.

And the man who scared her the most was sitting on the chair opposite, with a cigarette in his mouth, lightly throwing the paper in his hand on the table, crossing his legs and pressing the table, with his hands folded and a dissatisfied look on his face, leaning against the boss.

He sat on the chair and looked at her with his arms folded.

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"Are you late for the meeting on the first day?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mickey..."

She was not late, at least ten seconds later, but she understood that the best choice now was to apologize directly, rather than taking out her watch to prove that she arrived on time, or explaining that her mother rear-ended an African-American woman who did not understand English.

The two almost got into a fight on the road, causing her to run for seven kilometers in the wind and rain. These words were meaningless to her boss.

Especially to explain to a well-known villain in the industry who she had heard for a long time and was known as the Liverpool gangster. This was why she was so flustered all the way. If she dared to defend herself, she would be scolded.

Obviously, beauty could not make Mickey soft-hearted. He put out the cigarette butts, but he still stared at the girl and said politely: "I will always arrive five to ten minutes before the scheduled time. I hope that every day in the future, I will be there."

After arriving at the scene, you must be found immediately, do you understand?"

"Yes, I'm sorry."

She stood at the door, her hands behind her back, her eyes averted, not daring to look directly into Mickey's eyes. However, when she lowered her eyes, she happened to see a big, skinny hand put out the newly lit cigarette, and then gave the strong man beside her a blow.

Elbow, the strong man put out his cigarette in a panic, and when the other people in the room saw it, they also followed suit and threw the cigarette into the ashtray.

The tall but too thin man stood up, turned on the exhaust air to the maximum, and opened the window, and then the pleasant male voice rang in her ears.

"sit down."

His eyes moved to the man standing by the window. The original fear in his eyes was significantly reduced, but there was a little more excitement. Lu Ze had seen a lot of that kind of expression when meeting his idol, so he just nodded and did not communicate with her anymore.

, lowered his head and picked up the script and continued to study it.

There is always a need for a boss on the set, and as a subordinate, it is natural to abide by the boss's rules. Even Lu Ze will not pretend to be a good guy and break Mickey's rules.

Most of the time, conflicts are easy to resolve. It only takes one or two criticisms to brush it off. Even if it is a misunderstanding, it will be eliminated in silence. On the contrary, if there is a "peacemaker" intervening in the middle, the conflict will be deepened.

Intensified, it is easy for those who are criticized to regard the "peacemaker" as their support. If things go on like this, conflicts will break out in more unacceptable forms. Lu Ze is not a green tea, nor is he a member of the Appearance Association, and his position is not

On Mickey's side, naturally he won't pretend to be a bad guy and talk to the girl.

She breathed a sigh of relief and found a free seat to sit down. The man next to her handed her toilet paper to wipe off the rainwater. After thanking her softly, before she could wipe it clean, she heard Mickey speak again.

"Come on, our leading actress is here too, Stella, please introduce yourself."

"good."

She quickly put down the tissue and finally had the courage to look around and speak.

"I am Stella Kerr. I am a child star. I have never acted in a movie. I am sixteen years old this year."

"..."