Hollywood Drawing

As night fell, media reporters gathered in front of the Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills. A Rolls-Royce Silver Spur, an extended version, slowly stopped at the door of the hotel. The hotel doorman jogged a few steps and bent down to open the car door.

Wayne took Halle Berry's hand and got out of the car, walking toward the hotel amid the dazzling flashes of lights.

There were scattered movie fans around, stopped by hotel security, and some fans were still shouting Halle Berry's name. Apparently, the black beauty also benefited greatly from this publicity plan.

This gave her a good reputation before she even made a movie.

Just as they entered the door of the hotel, they suddenly heard loud shouting from behind. Wayne and Harry turned around and saw Naomi Watts getting out of the car, which caused violent fluctuations among the fans watching.

"Get Out" continues to be screened, and the cast and crew returned to Los Angeles on Tuesday after wrapping up promotional activities.

With her beautiful appearance and performance in the film, Naomi Watts attracted countless fans in every city she visited during the promotion period.

She finally achieved her ideal to a limited extent. Now her popularity is very high and she has entered the threshold of a female star.

Naomi Watts saw the two people walking in front and quickened her pace to catch up.

"Wayne, I'm with you!" She glanced at Halle Berry and treated her like air.

This celebration reception was held by Warner Bros. to celebrate the success of the film. Although the film is still being screened, this does not affect the early celebration.

Everyone who came to the reception knew who the protagonist of the party was, the young second producer and director of the film.

"Nami, how does it feel to be sought after by countless movie fans?" Wayne walked into the elevator with two black and white beauties on his left and right.

"It's like being the center of the world, I love this feeling." Naomi Watts said with a smile on her face. "My agent received a lot of audition invitations and I will never have to compete for a supporting role again. Thank you, Wayne!"

Wayne smiled and nodded. "This is the result of your own efforts, Nami."

He likes this feeling. Not only has he made progress, Jimmy has his own office at CAA, and Naomi Watts has finally entered the ranks of actresses. He once said that they will be partners in the industry.

The elevator reached the fourth floor of the hotel. The moment the door opened, Wayne heard a burst of violent applause.

Jeff Robinov stood not far from the elevator and took the lead in applauding him.

"Thanks, Jeff." Wayne hugged him and whispered his thanks on his shoulder.

Jeff slapped him hard on the back twice. "You deserve this, Wayne. Come on, let me introduce you."

Wayne followed Jeff with a glass of champagne and began to walk around the reception. Socializing was the true meaning of this reception.

"Hello, Director Greenberg."

"Hi Wayne!"

When he walked into a group of people dressed in suits and ties, everyone greeted him. These were executives and production managers from various departments of Warner Bros. Jeff introduced him one by one.

"Wayne, this is director Tim Burton. Next week he will direct "Batman Returns" to take over your "Get Out" and help Warner Bros. continue to dominate this summer!"

Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a strange appearance, tall and thin figure, unkempt hair, but wearing a formal suit. The director immediately attracted his attention.

"Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Burton!"

Wayne greeted him warmly. This was one of the few directors he was impressed by, because his gothic shooting style was really unforgettable.

"Nice to meet you, Director Greenberg."

If Wayne is still figuring out his own film style, then the director in front of him has already developed his own shooting style.

His films such as "Edward Scissorhands", "Charlie's Chocolate Factory", "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" and "The Addams Family" are simply gothic shows.

"Congratulations to you young man, another movie has a box office of over 100 million!" Tim Burton's eyes were full of appreciation. "You are simply a genius. I really don't know how you came up with such an idea."

Tim Burton's first impression of Wayne was very good. He is a director with an alternative style and a commercial success. When he looked at Wayne, he felt like he was seeing someone of the same kind.

"Thank you, Mr. Burton, I just have better luck."

Hearing Wayne's somewhat modest words, Tim Burton smiled and patted his arm. "It can be said that some people succeed by chance, but in Hollywood, no director can succeed twice through luck!"

"I like your production style. The themes in the film are highlighted by human nature without making people feel obscure. The noir production elements are simply fascinating."

Jeff smiled and watched the two people communicating. Tim Burton was one of the few directors who worked well with Warner Bros., and he hoped that Wayne could be on good terms with him.

"Thank you. I'm still exploring. Maybe you can give me some advice." Some people may develop a good impression of each other and become good friends with just a few words.

Tim Burton gave him this feeling. You could see from his eyes that the other person's praise for him came completely from the heart and was not flattering.

And Wayne also admired his film style very much. Even if the great director was about to stumble, it would not affect his impression of Wayne.

This is a director who can integrate his own shooting style into the film and stick to it for his whole life. No matter whether the film succeeds or fails, he has never changed himself.

"Well, it seems that I have delayed you for too long." Tim Burton was chatting with him very speculatively. Suddenly he looked up and looked around, only to find that many people were looking at them.

"My film "Batman Returns" will premiere at the Chinese Theater in Hollywood on Friday. If you have time, you are welcome to attend!"

"No problem, I'll definitely be there!"

"Don't worry, Tim. I'll give Wayne an invitation later." Jeff said with a smile when he saw the two of them ending their conversation.

Wayne took a sip of champagne and stared at Tim Burton as he walked to Batman Michael Keaton.

Batman, this is a name that is particularly fateful to me. The fates of Bruce Wayne and his own Wayne, the two Batmans, will eventually be intertwined according to his plan.

"Sorry, Jeff, I think I have to go to the bathroom." Wayne pointed to his stomach.

He usually doesn't drink too much, but tonight he was toasted by others, which made his stomach feel churning all the time.

After saying hello, Wayne quickly walked towards the bathroom. Naomi Watts was not far from him. After catching up with him in a few steps, she asked with concern:

"Are you okay? Do you want me to buy you some medicine?"

Wayne shook his head. "I just drank a little too much. I think I have to throw up. You don't have to worry about me and go and have fun by yourself."

After walking into the bathroom, he vomited into the toilet, checked that it didn't get on himself, then turned on the faucet and stood in front of the mirror.

The cold water slapped on his face immediately made him feel a little more energetic. He put his hands in front of his mouth and exhaled forcefully. After making sure that the taste in his mouth would not affect the conversation, he shook his head and walked out of the bathroom.

Just as he was rubbing his temples, trying to find a breathable place to sit down, a tall girl stumbled towards him, and Wayne immediately felt that she would bump into him.

So he followed his body's instinctive choice and turned sideways to avoid the girl.

The sudden move to dodge was obviously beyond the girl's expectations. She stumbled and sat on the ground.

"Are you OK?"

Wayne reached out his hand and pulled her up.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry I drank a little too much. Oh my god, are you Director Greenberg? I didn't expect that I like "Get Out" very much. Sorry, I'm so excited!"

Wayne folded his arms and watched the beautiful girl perform. If he believed that this was an accident, he would be truly brainless.

This girl has flaxen hair, a standard model figure, and a pretty face. She is obviously a mixed-race beauty. Her every move is full of charm, and her every move always shows her outstanding grace.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Cameron Diaz and I am a model!"

Looking at the hand stretched out to him, Wayne gently squeezed it with a playful smile. He could feel the girl gently scratching the palm of his hand.

"Perhaps we can find a place to have a drink, Director Greenberg."

From the time she started to fall to now, Wayne has not spoken. He just watched her performance silently. After confirming her purpose, he raised his eyebrows and said:

"Let's go have a drink on the balcony."

Taking two glasses of champagne from the passing waiter, the two of them went to the balcony together. Los Angeles had been exposed to the sun all day long, and even the evening breeze blowing into the balcony felt warm.

"You have a really nice figure, Cameron. You said you were a model? No wonder you are so hot!" Wayne lowered his head and scanned her whole body. He was sure that this girl's flexibility must be amazing!

A weirdo in disguise! Charlie's Angels! Aha!

"Thank you. I'm just very interested in movies. Director Greenberg, maybe we can find a place where no one is around and tell me about the filming process of the movie."

Cameron Diaz smiled very sweetly. She moved forward slightly in her high heels. She was very close to him, and the breathing of both of them could be heard clearly.

"Ms. Diaz, don't you think this place is very clean?"

Wayne placed the wine glass on the guardrail, stretched out his hand and gently hugged her waist. Well, a light evening gown is like a second skin and feels very nice.