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12 - Accident?

The next day, Wayne was woken up by the biological clock, and he developed a habit that made him wake up at 6:30 in the morning no matter how late he rested every day.

I originally wanted to continue sleeping for a while, but when I looked at the blonde beauty holding her, he suddenly lost his sleepiness. What is this? Does the best hunter always appear as a prey? This woman didn't drink until she couldn't walk yesterday.

After pinching his right hand hard in the quilt, Naomi opened her eyes in confusion and looked at him for two seconds before her brain officially turned on.

"Dear Director Greenberg, it's only six o'clock now, and you can rest for more than an hour. Aren't you sleeping for a while?"

Naomi leaned her head against his chest, stroked his face and asked him.

"No, I feel like I was deceived last night. You didn't drink too much, which made me feel like I was being fooled, so I want to punish you."

"Well, then how do you want to punish me, Director Greenberg, are you going to audition now? Tell me, what role do you need me to play? Catwoman can't do it, and I'm going to film today, I'm afraid you'll be hurt."

Naomi didn't refuse. She liked this feeling, which made her feel that Wayne was no longer the old-fashioned workaholic.

Half an hour later, he got up and put on his clothes with a refreshed look. Naomi covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom. After putting on her clothes, he ignored the woman. He returned to his room and started washing. The day's work was about to begin.

"Naomi!"

On the temporary set of the school dormitory, Wayne called her over. The one I just shot was good, but he still wanted to shoot it again, hoping to do it better.

"You did a great job just now, but you're not going to change now. This is the first time you've been killed and put away your weak side."

After saying that, the makeup artist Lily began to chase Naomi and put on makeup.

"Ethan, you're fine, act great, continue with this state."

Starting from the third day, the crew slowly developed some tacit understanding. The scenes outside the school were slowly filmed, and everyone could find their job status in the indoor scenes, and the progress was gradually caught up.

This made him feel relieved. The indoor scenes were no longer interfered by off-site factors, and there were no more extras and small supporting actors. Although the actors' performances were more difficult, they obviously became less.

"cut, after that, replace it."

Luke at the door looked at the novice director with a complicated expression. He grew up very quickly, and the crew also got on the right track under his coordination. Watching him patiently talk to Naomi and Luke, Luke believed that he had caught up with the shooting plan in the past week.

If it goes well, it is possible to complete the school scene ahead of schedule. This junior who graduated two years later is on the right path and is getting smoother and smoother.

"Uma, you can't do this. Your condition is wrong. Don't show that you are going to kill the heroine. She doesn't know that the damn cake on your hand is poisonous. Reset, come again!"

This scene was given to Naomi's cake. Naomi threw away the scene that she had not eaten. It was very simple. This was Uma's first scene. She was scattered in the first few days. From this scene, she would appear frequently.

This is a normal phenomenon. Uma needs to find the feeling, and he is not in a hurry. Moreover, this scene has to be filmed several times with different feelings, such as Naomi was killed after eating a cake in the end.

"Okay, this one is over. Tomorrow is a rest day. Everyone relax for two days. After two days, they will continue shooting scenes in the school. There are not many left in the school. Let's finish filming our transition."

He saw this one well, so he was not harsh. Tomorrow is a day off and everyone needs to take a vacation. He now knows that a feature film is completely different from the experimental short films he used to shoot.

Such a feature film cannot be produced by one or two people. It is the result of the work of a whole crew, including the actors. Although personal abilities are important, they cannot be separated from the entire team.

Wayne is very lucky. Although the main staff have not participated in any major productions, they are not lacking in work experience and their abilities are above the level, especially since everyone is still very young, most of their minds are on shooting, not just like old fry.

He was about to drive away after watching everyone leave. Suddenly someone patted the window and Wayne saw Luke open the door and sit in the passenger seat.

"Why didn't you leave? Luke. Go back and rest for two days. Don't worry, the progress has definitely caught up with the plan."

Wayne took a taxi and took Luke out of the school and walked towards the hotel.

"I want to tell you that the hospital has been arranged almost all the time. I will take the time to take a look these days. If it is not suitable, it is best to propose it before the school shooting is over. I can coordinate the props and sets to modify it."

Luke looked at Wayne, a novice director who was less than 21 years old, had done a great job. If the filming was planned, the film would definitely be completed.

"Okay, I'll take time to see you when I come back from vacation. Where are you going and put you in the hotel?"

"Please leave it in the hotel. I'm not going back to Los Angeles. I want to sleep well for two days. If you don't go back to the hotel, where are you going? It will be dark soon."

When Luke saw the hotel arrive, he opened the door and got out of the car, lay on the window and asked Wayne.

"My mother called me in the afternoon and I was going to go back to the farm. I haven't been back since I got busy."

After he explained, he turned on the radio in the car and accelerated toward Ventura. The work was smoother and he relaxed a lot, so he was going home to spend two days with his mother.

When he parked his car in front of the villa, it was already dark. Two golden retrievers sat on the porch with their tails wagging, watching him get out of the car and circling around him, and follow him into the restaurant.

"Mom, what are you eating for dinner, have you learned new dishes?"

Seeing his mother setting the dining table with plates, Wayne hugged her.

"Baby, sit down, your dad is coming down right away too. I made tuna salad, green beans, and roast beef. How was the shooting? Is it going well?"

He watched his mother bring the food to the table, and his father also went downstairs to sit at the dining table. After his mother put barbecue and salad on his plate, he ate it and said:

"Well, the taste is great. The shooting went smoothly. Everyone has been busy for a long time, so they will all be on vacation tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"It depends on how you lose weight. The director's job is not that easy to do."

My father wiped the salad stuck on his beard with a tissue and asked Wayne with a smile.

"Of course, sometimes I feel like I'm almost splitting into several parts, and I have endless work every day."

The mother looked at her with distress and said to him:

"Wayne, don't be too stressed. You've done a great job. You're only twenty years old. Mom believes you will definitely succeed."

"Mom, I'm fine and enjoying the process."

In the warm family atmosphere, Wayne had a meal with his mother and watched a game with his father before returning to his room.

Suddenly, from the stressful work and returning to the farm where the pace of life slowed down, he felt uncomfortable and always wanted to find something to do.

It was not until he drove back to Orange County and the crew started running again that he found the feeling of being in water again. Sometimes he also felt that he was just a naughty person, but as long as he left the crew, he was always worried.

The filming was going on day by day, and everyone maintained their working state before the vacation. He knew that there were conflicts in the crew, just like experienced employees, they looked down on him as a novice director. At least on the surface, everyone was restrained and their basic professional ethics were still there.

Not only two women, but also the setter and props also had quarrels, but every time under Wayne's adjustment, he put down his grudges on the surface.

He looked at his watch and said at 3 o'clock in the afternoon. It seemed that he could finish work early today. He was about to shoot the last scene in the school. Uma handed Naomi a piece of cake. However, this time Naomi would eat the cake and be killed, which was very simple.

Everyone was in a good mood and knew they were about to leave. After more than 20 days of shooting, more than half of the scenes were finally completed, and everyone had a relaxed expression.

"Okay, the last scene, let's end the scene here after filming. Naomi, keep your form and eat that damn cake. Rose, is this what you bought? Don't give her the prop cake, Naomi will definitely not swallow that plastic thing."

"Don't worry, I can tell the difference between plastic and real, Naomi, if I were you, you would take a bite first, maybe I would use plastic props to secretly change the real."

Everyone was relaxed and unconsciously making fun of it.

"Okay, get ready to start!"

He carried the camera and watched Uma hand Naomi's cake. Suddenly Uma didn't seem to stand firm, as if he had stepped on something and fell to the ground. Uma, who was falling down, pressed his elbow on Naomi's stomach. As the two of them cried, Wayne put down the camera.

Everyone was busy helping the two people who were falling to the ground. He could see clearly that Naomi held her stomach and curled up on the ground in pain.

At this time, he really couldn't help but get angry. The important thing is that Naomi might be injured and sent to the hospital.

"Shit, FXXK, how about it? Naomi, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Wayne hurriedly picked her up and placed her on the chair, looking at her face turning pale.

Naomi sat on the chair with her belly in her arms, slowed down for a while, and said to him:

"I don't think it's a big problem. Let me rest for half an hour and I can continue."

"Okay, rest!"

He finished shouting loudly and walked directly to Uma, who was sitting in a chair rubbing his arms, looked into her eyes, and whispered to her in a warning tone:

"Listen, I only allow this situation to happen once, only once. If there are other messy things that delay filming, you will definitely not be able to bear the consequences. I will not mind kicking out the crew's uncertainty, even if it costs more money, do you understand? Look at me! Say to me, you understand!"

Uma looked at Wayne with a gloomy face, nodded and whispered:

"I understand."

Wayne walked to the monitor with a gloomy face and rubbed his forehead with his hands. Sometimes this actress really doesn't know what she thinks. This time she is just a little actor, so you can imagine how difficult it is for those big stars to deal with.
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