King of Hollywood Chapter 13: It’s kind of interesting

After another two days, the shooting of "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels" was finally completed, which made the whole crew cheer. For the second- and third-rate actors who participated in the show, it is really a happy thing to no longer be tortured by this "terrible" director. The staff who will continue to follow is not so lucky, although Adrian "kindly" took them two days off, but...

　　 "Have a rest, the next time will be more urgent, and I will drain every bit of your energy." Adrian announced this way, and Dennis was also included.

　　 "Even if you can't help you professionally, it shouldn't be difficult to provide services? No way, budget and manpower are not enough, anyway, this is your own business." Adrian said according to the temptation, originally planned to be in London After a few days of fun, Dennis had no choice but to dismiss this idea.

　　Adrian doesn’t want to be like this, but as he told Dennis, there is not enough manpower, and he will have to edit everything later. In addition, the time is tight, and the registration deadline for the Venice Film Festival is less than a month, so I have to let Dennis and a few staff members take care of all the trivial things so that I can grasp every minute and edit every second.

　　 "At this time the day after tomorrow, I was probably working madly in a London studio." After looking at the time, Adrian sighed, "Hurry up and take a break."

　　 counted his things. He walked out of the room to the reception hall of the hotel, leaning on the door and looking at the scenery on the street. After about ten minutes or so, he looked at the time again and counted it in his heart. The person who had to wait after the 50th run appeared on the stairs of the hotel.

　　 "Hello, Miss Miss Kate Beckinsale Sa." Adrian waved and greeted.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Kewell." Catherine carrying the bag smiled and nodded, no other expression.

　　 "I thought you had gone back, your mother called me the day before yesterday. Listening to her tone, it seems that she will come over if you don't go back." Adrian said with a joke.

　　 "She's always like this." Catherine shrugged her shoulders with a smile, and then turned her back: "To be honest, if it wasn't for you to deliberately make things difficult, maybe I would have gone back."

　　 "Hey, we said it’s already leveled." Adrian reminded, looking a little annoyed, Catherine could not help laughing, waved her right hand: "Okay, leveled, not to mention Now."

　　 "Are you busy going back? If not, how about having a cup of black tea together?" Adrian asked.

　　's stunned expression flashed on Catherine's face. After hesitating for a few seconds, she nodded: "Okay."

　　 chatted about the sky and walked around the street a few times, and finally found a small cafe with a good environment.

　　 "You mean, you haven't visited this town from the start of shooting until now, Mr. Kewell?" Catherine asked curiously after sending the waiter.

　　 "Let’s call me Ed, the two terms Mr. and Ms. are too long." Adrian said with a smile.

　　 "Well, Ed, you can call me Cate, my friends call me this way." Catherine did not refuse.

　　 "You probably heard that I have been rushing to shoot for some reason, plus I have to write some novel fragments every day or some outlines of the scripts I think of, except for the need to shoot, I basically did not walk outside. Ever." Adrian explained.

　　 "You know, Ed, you are really a weird person. While writing a movie, you are still writing novels. Not only do you write great things, you can also conceive a... interesting idea in such a short time." At this point, a trace of blush flashed on Catherine's face.

　　 "I wasted too much time before, and I always wanted to seize everything," Adrian shrugged. "In addition, strange is not a good word, I think I will not be the same as those who like to dye their hair colorfully , A guy in a black leather jacket riding Harley and running around, or a plaid shirt and a straw hat sitting all day on the corner of the street looking at the beautiful guys on a par."

　　Catherine couldn't help smiling: "I didn't say that, this is what you said."

　　 Then she looked at Adrian with interest: "To be honest, today you are very different from before."

　　 "These two days of rest will naturally be different when you let go of those annoying things," Adrian said, suddenly sighing, "but only for these two days, when I return to London, I have to start working late, really Hell, I haven’t been to London since my grandmother died. I really want to go shopping."

　　 "Your grandmother is British?" Catherine asked curiously.

　　 "When I was a kid, I used to travel back and forth between Los Angeles and London, except for my parents who were closest to her." Adrian nodded.

　　 "No wonder your London accent is so good."

　　 "If you want to hear it, I will have a little accent in places like Oxfordshire or Cornwall."

　　The conversation box is opened. Although the topics of conversation are all trivial things in life and what you think of, you still talk very eagerly. Drinking black tea, a few chuckles sounded from time to time, and the sun also rarely got out of the thick clouds, adding a warm tone to this somewhat deserted cafe through the window.

　　 "So, why do you have to participate in the Venice Film Festival? There are more than one film festival in the world. You can go to other film festivals after being more well-produced." Catherine talked To this movie.

　　 "Because of time, I wasted a lot of time." Adrian sighed.

　　 "A lot of time wasted?" Catherine puzzled.

　　 "Yes..." Adrian lowered her eyelids and moved her fingers, "My parents passed away two years ago, and the plane crash."

　　Catherine whispered.

　　 "I'm sorry." She said so.

　　 "It's nothing, it's much better now, just..." Adrian looked out of the window and the sunlight shining through the thick clouds made the street brighter. "I've been drunk for two years and I wake up late every day , And then go out and fool around, only to return home in the early morning, and return to that empty home."

　　Catherine also fell silent, as if she had been recalled.

　　 "I can understand," she said softly. "My father died when I was 6 years old. He is an excellent comedian. He often let me ride on his shoulders, and then took me to the studio to play... Even if it has been more than ten years, every time I think about it, I still feel...I have suffered from anorexia..."

　　 Speaking of this, Catherine suddenly waved her hand, her brows were also wrinkled, and there was a trace of irritability on her beautiful face. She turned over her cigarette in her shoulder bag, drew one into her mouth, and clicked on the lighter.

　　 Suddenly reached out the Adrian in his eyes and pulled the cigarette out of her mouth: "This is not a good habit."

　　 "What are you doing?" Catherine looked at him in amazement.

　　 "Smoking is not good for you." Adrian said lightly.

　　 "What I want to do is my business." Catherine was a little angry.

　　 "Women smoking is more harmful than men, Cate, you are so beautiful, how can you make this beauty disappear because of cigarettes?" Adrian seemed not to realize that she was angry.

　　 "I think whether smoking is my business, it has nothing to do with you!" Catherine's tone was already annoyed.

　　 "Yes, I know, but, Cate, smoking does not stop you from thinking about your father, just like I don’t care how to drink and wake up the next day to face the facts," Adrian said sincerely, he gently Grab Catherine's hand, "Change the way, I think your father will not want to see her daughter addicted to smoking."

　　His thumb swept back and forth slowly on the back of Catherine's hand.

　　Looking at Adrian, Catherine was silent again for a while, and finally got up and gently pulled her hand back. She picked up the cigarette on the table and played with it. Adrian didn't stop it and didn't speak again.

　　 "I think I should go." Catherine whispered.

　　 "I will send you out." Adrian nodded, sent her to the street after checkout, and stopped a taxi for her.

　　 "For a while I smoked very badly, and then quit under the supervision of my mother and stepfather. The stepfather said the same thing to me," Catherine said as she looked at the Adrian after pulling the door, and her bright eyes flashed. With an inexplicable light, "Today is just a sudden...because of your heart...Thank you, Ed."

　　 "I should do it." Adrian smiled.

　　 watched her get in the car, watched her go away, until the taxi disappeared at the end of the street, Adrian took back her gaze. The progress is good, she is willing to listen to her persuasion, not angry at her somewhat rude behavior, indicating that she has a place in her heart, and moreover...

　　Adrian lowered his head and rubbed his fingers gently, it seems that he could still feel the soft skin on the back of Catherine's hand~IndoMTL.com~ Generally speaking, if a woman doesn't resent the man touching her back, then most of them treat the man Already interesting.

　　 Women's hands are much more sensitive than men's, especially between the thumb and index finger. Men can judge women's senses of themselves by touching here. Although Adrian is a bit tricky, Catherine's reaction can explain everything.

　　 "Okay, come to an end, and finish the more important things first." Adrian, who watched his fingers mutter, shrugged, squeezed his fists, and then sorted out his clothes, then walked towards the hotel go with.

　　After a rest for another night, Adrian took the team back to London. The leased studio is chaotic and small because of budget issues, but he doesn't care.

　　 "We are here to work, not to enjoy, even if the environment is worse than this, we must continue to work and do not fall on the road to victory." In the messy editing room, Adrian is so cheering for everyone .

　　 He didn’t have the money to rent a studio with a better environment. Lawyer Wilson had just left London. The two scripts had already negotiated the conditions with Universal, and even one tenth was enough. But Adrian didn't do it, everything went according to plan, and even after returning to London he still stayed in the small hotel with the employees.

　　200,000 dollars has exceeded the cost of "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels" in memory, is it necessary to invest additional? This is not a good habit. Just as he thought about it, how would he make a movie in the future if he had to overspend? Guy Ritchie can edit this movie in a small studio, but why can't he!

　　 (In other words, you guessed it too accurately, specially translated the surname and first name...)