Thanks for the gentleness and the big reward~~~!!!

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Yes! Feeling of defeat, loss...wait, isn't that how I feel now? Isabella suddenly raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror.

With a dull look in her eyes and a little unwilling to fail, Isabella seemed to have a flash of lightning in her mind. She quickly stood up, said thank you to Jessica, and ran out of the dressing room quickly.

But Jessica just looked at Isabella's hurried back and smiled, saying loudly: "Come on, you can definitely do it!"

"Director, director! I think I can do it, I can do it!" Isabella found Zhou Shaoming, who was drinking coffee, putting his tripod on the table, and smoking a cigar, and shouted in surprise.

"Oh! Are you sure?" Zhou Shaoming stood up.

"Yes, I think I can!" Isabella said with a trace of determination on her face, leaving no room for doubt.

"OK!" Zhou Shaoming picked up the loudspeaker and shouted at everyone: "Everyone is on your place! Let's do it again!"

Ben, the director's assistant, was explaining the play to the young actors. After hearing this, he quickly helped and shouted: "Hurry up, guys! It's about to start!"

The team was quickly prepared. Zhou Shaoming frowned and sat behind the monitor. After everything was ready, he shouted: "action!!!"

Isabella calmed down her mood, quickly found that feeling, picked up the box, and walked towards the school gate.

"I'm waiting for Saturday." Nicole blinked her beautiful big eyes, and her look was enough to make people just want to hold this lovely angel in their arms!

It was retaken more than a dozen times, but Dakota Fanning's performance was still remarkable, which made Zhou Shaoming secretly nod his head.

"Why?"

"Because my mother will come to pick me up."

The smile on Jenny's face suddenly froze, but soon she laughed again. Pretending to be free and easy, she bent down lovingly, grabbed Nicole's little hand, and put her hand in her palm,

Holding it gently, a motherly light flashed across her face, and she said with emotion: "Okay, but today is not Saturday."

Perfect!

Zhou Shaoming felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. Isabella's performance was beyond his expectation. She had keenly discovered that this character had the dual identity of mother and teacher. She finally broke through the constraints of the male actors in the original version and created her own

Personal world!

Due to role transformation, male teachers have become female teachers, and what needs to be highlighted is not this more touching maternal care?

From this point, Isabella reminded Zhou Shaoming that the female version of "Spring in the Cowherd Class" cannot follow the same path as the original version. What is more focused on is the communication of the soul and the glorious praise of motherhood!

It should be more outgoing, more fiery and more sensational, rather than the reserved and restrained style of the French!

This is what I want!

The acting score of Isabella in front of me suddenly rose from 60 to 65! She is indeed a genius with 100 potential!

"Nice! Nice!! Nice!!!" Zhou Shaoming stood up, shouted three nice words in a row, and gave a thumbs up to Isabella, who was relieved of her burden.

"When I first became a heroine, it was Jessica who inspired me. With Smith Zhou's encouragement, I tried to explore the character's inner story and extend it beyond the script. I will never forget that day,

Mr. Smith Zhou, give me a thumbs up!"——Excerpted from Isabella Sulla's autobiography "Miracle"

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Not far from the studio, there is a small hotel, which was booked by Zhou Shaoming as a resting place for the crew. In the dead of night, Zhou Shaoming was sitting on a large chair with his eyes closed, thinking.

When I was filming a movie scene tomorrow, someone suddenly knocked on the door of my room urgently and recklessly.

"Avril?" Zhou Shaoming asked with a frown. This little girl never seemed to feel tired. She always knocked on her door secretly in the middle of the night. Then she struggled to get up with sleepy eyes. When she ran to open the door, Avril was always there.

He made a face every time and ran away laughing.

This time, it must be her prank.

When I opened the door, what I saw in front of me was not Avril in her pajamas making a grimace, but actually John Williams, the world-famous film scorer who had been snatched away by that damn brother's conspiracy!

The man in front of him was comically wearing a big hat, covering his face tightly, looking left and right from time to time, like a robber preparing to rob Zhou Shaoming.

Without waiting for Zhou Shaoming to fully open the door, John hurriedly rushed in, looked at the stunned man and said, "Close the door, I don't want that damn guy Sean to know that I'm here."

Zhou Shaoming closed the door and asked with some confusion: "Mr. John, what is going on?"

"It's all the fault of your good brother! He threatened my agent and signed the overlord clause on my behalf. I can't accept any other film scoring work until I complete "Artificial Intelligence"!" John sat down.

, took off his hat angrily.

"I know that that guy is deliberately trying to prevent my movie from being successful. He is afraid that I will kick him out of that luxurious office and rush him out on the street to become a clown, even though that career is tailor-made for him."

Zhou Shaoming smiled, poured a cup of tea for John, and sat down as well.

"Don't blame Meryl. She, like me, was deceived by Sean Smith. That was not our intention!" John took the tea, took a sip, and then said apologetically.

"She called me very early and apologized to me. I don't blame her. This is all a good thing that bastard Sean did. I won't let him go!" Zhou Shaoming had a chill in his eyes.

Said slowly.

"God will not let go of that bad guy!" John nodded in agreement.

"So, Mr. John, why did you come to Tennessee from Los Angeles so late to see me?" Zhou Shaoming handed John a cigar.

"I'm here to fulfill my promise!" John took the cigar unceremoniously, lit it, took a nice puff, and said firmly with a face on his face.

"You, you mean..." Zhou Shaoming was a little confused and a little unbelievable.

"Yes! I'm going to complete the soundtrack for the movie "Springtime of the Cowherd"! We don't have much time, let's start right away!" John looked pious when he talked about his work.

"But, didn't you just say that the contract Sean signed with you doesn't allow you to score any other movies?" Zhou Shaoming was ecstatic, but still a little hesitant.

Zhou Shaoming would have a hard time with his conscience if this respected musician was brought to court.

"It's okay, I came here secretly, no one knows! And I'm volunteering to help you compose music this time without any reward! In addition, the composer of the movie soundtrack just doesn't need to put my name on it!" John must have come here this time.

He had already thought about everything, so he answered quickly without any hesitation.

"But, but this... is not good!" Zhou Shaoming was secretly happy, but he still had a troubled expression on his face.

With a masterful soundtrack, there is no reason why "Spring of the Cowherd Class" should not be popular. Of course, Zhou Shaoming would not refuse such a good thing to happen to him.
Chapter completed!