I’m in Hollywood Chapter 74: Title LOGO
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The next day, Eric still came to the crew early, and after a night of rest, walking was not a limp. Everyone in the crew was very tacit and did not mention the scene that happened yesterday, but most people had inscrutable curiosity and speculation in their eyes.
"Did Nickel, Julia come?" Eric pulled down Nickel · Frank, pretending to debug the camera.
Nickel raised his head and pointed at the trailer, with an ambiguous smile on his face: "Miss Roberts has long been here, in the trailer."
Eric patted the shoulder of Nickel and walked towards the trailer. Everyone who pretended to be busy behind them looked at the back of Eric.
"Director won't be furious?" The crew asked a companion in a low voice.
"Who knows, but rest assured, the movie is almost done, and will definitely not change Heroine temporarily. Hey, you said why did Miss Roberts kick the Director foot yesterday? Heels, it hurts so much."
"You ask me, I ask who to go. But between Director and Actress, it's not that kind of broken thing. Speaking of it, I quite like a fierce girl like Julia · Roberts, enough energy." >
"It's still strong enough. When you came late, you didn't see Julia · Roberts when you came here in the morning. You looked so lost. I guess I regret it all night."
Following a whisper, Eric stepped into the trailer, Julia was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, absently letting Alison wipe her foundation, and seeing Eric from the makeup mirror, Julia's collapsed.
"Alison, you go out first." Eric pointed out to Alison outside the door.
Alison put down her makeup tools, glanced at Julia with concern, and then turned around and walked out of the trailer. Eric reversed the door of the trailer, walked to Julia, pushed the bottles and cans on the makeup table aside, and leaned back , Looking straight down at Julia.
The girl's face was a little haggard, her head slightly lowered, her eyes flashing, and she didn't dare to face Eric's gaze. She put her hands on her knees and squeezed the corner of her clothes unconsciously.
"You have nothing to say, such as an apology?" Eric sighed and looked at the girl tremblingly.
The head of Julia is lowered, and the hands holding the corner of the clothes are clenched into small fists, but they bit their lips stubbornly without saying a word.
Eric reached out and provoked the girl ’s chin, forcing Julia's to look at himself, with a little impatience in his tone: "Look at me and say something."
The moment when the four eyes met each other again, Julia's shivered obviously, looking at the aggressive eyes of Eric, and she thought of that night again, that night this wicked guy treated herself like this. Somehow, the stubborn resistance in her heart disappeared in an instant, but she had an inexplicable expectation.
Eric withdrew his fingers, but Julia still mechanically kept his head up, his cheeks were reddish, and his eyes were filled with emotional mist.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, Eric also re-emerged the night-scattering scene. He couldn't help but stretched out his index finger again, gently stroking the girl's cheek and sliding towards the girl's rosy lip line.
Julia moaned silently: Yes, that's ... this.
This time, instead of staying passive, the girl opened her lips gently, wrapped that finger in her eyes, and looked at Eric with her eyes, and her small tongue flexed flexibly, as if she was playing with something. The ground sucked Eric's index finger.
After a while, Eric could n’t help but dig his thumb into the girl ’s mouth, and grabbed the flexible little tongue and squeezed. In the girl ’s soft voice, Eric suddenly recovered. Somewhat embarrassed, I took out a piece of paper towel and wiped his wet fingers, looking at the girl with a look of anticipation in my heart: "Well, I seem to ... understand what the problem is."
Julia leaned forward, leaning its head against the belly of Eric and sliding its small hand towards the belt of Eric. Just about to take action, Eric reached out to stop Julia's's move: "Julia, it is not suitable here, but dozens of people are waiting for us outside."
"I ... I don't care." The girl gasped lightly, her hand continued.
Eric raised his hand and wanted to wake the girl, but suddenly remembered that in this situation, the girl would not wake up, but that emotion would increase. Thinking about it, Eric walked towards the trailer door and pulled the door open. The bright light and the voice of the surrounding crew members passed into the car.
Eric turned his head and looked. Julia's's gaze had recovered a bit. Fortunately, the shame of Basic Instinct was able to suppress the obedience. This is a good thing and not seriously ill.
"Okay, Julia, yesterday ’s thing was consider as finished. We will talk about it after the film is finished. I ... sorry for that, but you may need some psychotherapy."
Although Julia is twenty-two years old, she does not understand what the last sentence of Eric means. She only completed high school and did not have the broad-minded knowledge accumulated by Eric previous life for decades.
However, she still nodded obediently after the obedience in her emotions. At the same time, after hearing the words of psychotherapy, and then reminiscing about his own actions, Julia also understands that there must be a problem in some aspects.
"Can you tell me what the **** is going on?" Julia sorted out the messy clothes and asked.
Eric returned to Julia and saw the girl ’s forehead with long hair curled down, wanting to lift up for Julia, just reached out, and quickly received it back: "Sorry, Julia, you may have a slight Stockholm synthesis Sign. "
Julia was puzzled. She only knew that Stockholm was the capital of Sweden. However, seeing the embarrassment of Eric's face, Julia did not ask again.
Some crew members were disappointed when they saw the Eric get off the trailer so quickly. The trailer hired by the crew is not big. If a man and a woman do some periodic exercise in it, the car body will definitely Shake it up. It is a pity that this kind of thing did not happen, and it also disappointed the people who were looking forward to gossip.
"What do you think, I got up and prepared to work," Eric was already guilty, and was stared at by these unscrupulous guys, angrily angrily: "Alison, it ’s you, what to hide, and So who, please put on makeup for Julia. Nickel, why the photography track has not been paved yet, do n’t you want to do it, Alan, take my Director desk ... "
With the roar of Eric, all the members of the crew quickly moved and a busy day of shoots work officially began.
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This afternoon, Jeffrey rushed back from New York. At the same time, Eric is informed that the Firefly Inc. title made by Pixar has been completed. One day after shoots was completed, Eric met Pixar in Firefly Headquarters.
"Eric, this is Pixar's creative executive Vice Chairman John · Mr. Lasseter. John, this is Eric." With the introduction of Jeffrey, the two shook hands.
"Mr. Lasseter, I'm sorry to make you wait until now." Eric apologized, John · Lasseter arrived at Firefly Headquarters at 4pm, and waited until 7pm to see Eric. But at this time, John did not dare to complain too much, because every single business that Pixar can get is extremely important for the survival of this studio.
"It ’s okay, Mr. Williams, I think, let ’s take a look at the title commissioned by your company first."
"Of course," Eric nodded. The three of them came to the projection room of Firefly together. John · Lasseter personally installed the pre-made video tape into the projector.
On the screen, a little girl in red hooded jacket is holding a glass bottle and is standing on the field under the night sky. The girl opened the lid of the glass bottle. An Firefly in the bottle twitched its wings a few times, and quickly passed out of the glass bottle. After a firefly-film light and shadow was drawn in the air, it floated away, further and further, and finally It is the brightest one in the starry night sky.
The full length of the title logo is about 30 seconds, and it was repeated several times before Eric frowned and said his opinion: "Mr. Lasseter, is the little girl ’s movement in the picture too rigid?"