Hollywood Drawing

The large convoy of crew members finally rushed back to Los Angeles before dark. Except for Luke and John who escorted the film to Warner Bros.'s vault, the rest of the crew went home after entering Los Angeles.

Just as Wayne was about to go home, Naomi Watts came to his car and gently knocked on the window.

"What's wrong? Nami, what's the matter?"

After asking Sergey to put down the car glass, Wayne stretched out his head and asked her doubtfully.

Naomi felt uncomfortable when she saw that the man she was close to a few months ago was now becoming more and more unfamiliar. During this period, even if he was filming in the suburbs, he never looked for him.

"Well, the filming is finished, do you want to go to my place for a drink?" Seeing that he was about to come up with another excuse for fear of being secretly photographed, Naomi then said: "Don't you want to go back to the original apartment to have a look? I'll I also brought the customized 'costumes' back with me."

Wayne looked at the blond beauty, thought for a moment, then opened the car door and let her get in.

"Nina, show Sergey the way to my old apartment."

After getting in the car, Naomi smiled proudly. He knew that this man was a heartless bastard and no woman could enter his heart, but he always had a nostalgic side.

The car stopped under the old apartment building. After getting out of the car, Wayne waved his car away and looked at the old building in front of him.

Everything felt so familiar, as if it was just yesterday when he left here. In this old apartment building, he could find a home even with his eyes closed.

Naomi opened the door, and when he entered, he suddenly realized that the living environment here was so cramped. Even sitting on the sofa, he felt like he couldn't move around.

"Are you not used to it?" Naomi brought him his favorite strong coffee and sat next to him and asked him. "In the first two days when I came back, I always felt that everything I looked at was too small. Isn't it ironic?"

"No, I think you will change your place of residence soon."

Wayne took a big sip of coffee, stared into her light blue eyes, and habitually stretched out his hand to hook her chin.

"Sweetheart, you look so beautiful today!"

He said and kissed her hard.

Although Wayne has never had a serious girlfriend since he was a child, he has experienced a lot of American 'good friends'. Naomi Watts always made him feel so in tune in some aspects.

This is the woman who feels closest to his girlfriend, whether in terms of personality or anything else.

But Halle Berry is different. She is a woman who dares to risk everything for what she can see in front of her. She changes her attitude very quickly, and as long as it is beneficial to herself, she will do whatever it takes, even if people find it incomprehensible.

Just like her plan for this announcement, even if she knew that Wayne's promise to her might be to stabilize her, and there was a high chance that he would turn his back on him.

She will also go all out! You can't blame her for thinking too much. Women like this who can finally win an Oscar are all ruthless characters.

In this old apartment building, Wayne seemed to have returned to a few months ago. In this familiar and twisted illusion, he returned to the bedroom from the bathroom with the blonde beauty in his arms.

"Say it, Nami." After pulling up the quilt, he lit a cigarette as a habit. "What do you want to talk about when you come to me today? You can't just vent your desires. I don't have the aura of being mentally retarded."

Just as this woman knew him well, he also had an inseparable guess about Naomi's character.

"Remember when you finished shooting your first film?" Naomi got up from his arms and leaned against the bedside with him. "I remember that you gave me a lot of advice at that time. The filming of this film has been completed, and you will soon be busy with post-production again. I want to give me some more advice while you still have time."

"Nami, you are on the right path now. Believe me, after this film, you will not face the current environment. There will be many scripts in front of you waiting for you to choose, and there will also be many crews You are invited to audition.”

He didn't understand what this woman was thinking. As long as the film was successful again, as the heroine, she would definitely attract attention.

"That's the direction, Wayne!" Naomi took out the cigarette from his mouth, took a strong drag, and put it back into his mouth.

"I hope you can give me some advice on direction selection. This is very important to me!"

"Direction?" Wayne thought for a moment and stretched out a hand. "Nami, if you want to listen to my advice, first, choose a commercial film that will give you the main role in your next film. Do not consider literary films.

Secondly, for the time being, it is best for you to choose the role of vase in commercial films. You must understand that not everyone can be a vase. This is a major selling point of the film to stimulate the consumption of movie fans.

Third, and most importantly, continue to improve your own core competitiveness. Whether it is improving your acting skills in an acting school or something else, even if you invest in your body and face, you must continue to improve yourself. "

"I understand choosing commercial films. After all, commercial films will pay you a lot, and you won't be a stingy person like you." Naomi rolled her eyes at him. In "Get Out", as the heroine, she only gets paid for $150,000.

"But why do you want me to play the role of vase? Do you think my acting skills are still bad now?"

"No, in terms of performance alone, your acting skills are basically up to standard." Wayne ignored her complaints and blew out a puff of smoke. "Attention! I'm talking about being a vase in a commercial film. Your acting skills are basically adequate.

Don't live up to the innate conditions God has given you. You have the opportunity to become the representative of Hollywood female stars in the 1990s. And this kind of female stars who represent an era are never good at acting. They are all top-notch vases in large-scale commercial productions. "

"I understand, but..."

"No buts!" Wayne interrupted her random thoughts directly.

"You remember, the path you are going to take has a clear goal. Look at Julia Roberts, she will be a good goal to surpass.

An acting talent like Meryl Streep can indeed win awards, but who will offer her a salary of 20 million in a major first-tier production? When movie fans mention this era again in a few years or more, will anyone say that she is the representative of Hollywood actresses?

No one would think so. Popular movie fans and even the mass media will only remember Julia Roberts. If you want awards and Oscar recognition, you can consider becoming an A-lister. At that time, you will have plenty of room for trial and error and funds. "

After saying what he should say, Wayne shut his mouth. The path he told Naomi was the shortcut closest to success. If it weren't for this woman's constant dedication and his inexplicable affection for her, he would never have said this.

This is the most reasonable advice given by a soul from later generations, with information from thirty years later and combined with the actual situation in Hollywood.

As long as she continues in the direction he said, her lowest achievement will be to become a second-tier commercial film star. In Wayne's previous life, what really made her famous was the movie "King Kong" in which she was caught masturbating, not The ones she played before.

"Go to sleep, I understand, thank you, Wayne!"

Naomi mentally recorded everything he said, kissed him gently, and turned off the bedside lamp.

Early the next morning, Wayne got up early, reminded Naomi not to forget the party at night, and hurried back to the manor.

He has experienced the same thing once, that is, after the shooting, everyone has time to rest, and as the director and second producer of the film, it is definitely not time to relax yet.

Being able to plan the later stages slowly at home, for him, is a very comfortable vacation.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Sergey drove to the downstairs of Halle Berry's apartment and picked up the sexy and hot Black Pearl.

"I don't understand." Halle Berry held a small mirror and looked at the makeup on her face. “Why put the party in a bar?.”

"Maybe we are little people who can't afford to book a big hotel?" The party can be held anywhere, it doesn't matter to him. He has never been a party person. He only goes there to have a glass of wine and basically doesn't fit in. that environment.

"Is your luggage ready? We won't be at the party for long, the main purpose of today is to move."

Halle Berry put her makeup and a small mirror into her handbag and was finally satisfied with her look. "Everything is ready. It's just a few clothes. Do you want to inform the reporters arranged by Warner?"

"They don't need to worry about us, they can just play their own part."

The car stopped at the entrance of the Hard Rock Bar, and Wayne walked into the bar with three people.

Before he even entered, he could already hear Duang, Duang's music. As long as there were African-Americans attending parties, there would never be a party without this powerful music.

The wide bar hall is very bright. The former bar booths have been removed and two huge tables have been put together in the middle, filled with a variety of food and drinks.

Two dance floors were set up around the table. Perhaps the high-intensity work of more than two months put a lot of pressure on them, and those who arrived early had already started twisting to the loud music.

Outside is a rest area with chairs, which is Wayne's destination.

"Nina, Sergey, you go and play, don't worry about me, just relax, maybe you will have a good night."

After sending away the assistant and security, he walked to the middle, greeted people along the way, took two bottles of beer, came to the rest area, and stared at the crazy crowd on the dance floor.

"Are we just going to sit here all night?" Halle Berry was a little helpless. She thought she brought her to the party to have a carnival together.

After taking a sip of beer, Wayne burped comfortably. "You can go play without following me. I will call you when I leave."

While talking, I saw Will Smith squirming over to the music, as if his whole body was electrified. Not only did he do this, but the two black girls following him also twisted to the music.

Regarding music, sports and dancing, Wayne felt that his race might really have talent, even if they twisted around at will, it was all about the point.