Three Hundred and Fifty-Six-It’s Okay to Do It Again

The media continued to report on the story of Wayne and the little boy, and this heart-warming story in North America continued to ferment. At five o'clock the next night, the shutdown party of "The Departed" was held at a hotel near Warner Bros. Studios. Start hosting.

This was originally a carnival for all the crew after hard work, but due to the presence of a large number of media outside the hotel, the nature of the party became like a formal cocktail party.

Many staff members brought along their official male and female companions and walked onto the red carpet specially prepared by the Warner Bros. Public Relations Department, waving frequently to the media reporters on both sides.

A large number of media had been notified before the party was held, and since this is Wayne's new film, there was no lack of attention.

Not only these media reporters, Warner Bros. also contacted Daisy in advance, the leader of the Wayne fan organization, and led hundreds of die-hard fans to gather in front of the hotel that night, making a shutdown party that should have been ignored by no one. It became more like a mini awards show.

The Rolls-Royce Silver Spur slowly parked in front of the hotel. In line with media speculation, Wayne walked on the red carpet alone. This is not difficult to analyze. Naomi Watts is eight months pregnant and will not be able to attend. In this kind of event, except for the Australian girl, he rarely brought any other women as official female companions to attend any grand occasions.

Different from the previous red carpet walks, although Wayne was still in a hurry, he uncharacteristically stopped midway. It was not that he heard the reporters calling, but that he stood among the fans.

"Hey Wayne, Wayne, I love you so much!"

When a big-breasted white girl saw that he was not leaving, she actually took out a signature pen and started signing autographs for the fans in front of her. She kept saying greetings and thanks, and immediately pushed forward like crazy.

"Thank you for coming to support me, thank you!" Wayne signed one by one mechanically, and then thanked every fan with a smile. He understood that these people are different. These are his base in North America and are hardcore fans.

"Thank you for coming...well, whatthehel..."

When he handed over his signature again and was about to say thank you, his eyes suddenly went dark and he had severe difficulty breathing.

This situation lasted for a few seconds before the light returned again. When he reacted and raised his head, he saw the white girl controlled by the security personnel looking at him with an innocent face.

The girl was so excited that when he lowered his head to sign and handed it over, she held his head and pressed it on her majestic chest.

"Hey, let her go, no problem." Shaking his head in embarrassment, Wayne waved to the security personnel, stopping their intention to drag the girl away.

Maybe it was really just an impulse. The white girl who was let go stood there like a child who had done something wrong.

"No matter what, thank you for coming to support me."

After giving the girl his autograph, Wayne gave her a hug generously, smiled and patted her back gently, turned around and continued walking to the hotel with a smile on his face.

"Oh, Wayne, I love you!"

"Wayne, let's hug too."

Despite the screams coming one after another behind him, he still didn't dare to stay where he was and hurried towards the end of the red carpet.

I have to say that the episode that just appeared shocked him. The North American girl's boldness has always been online. Well, her majesty has also been online. He was sure that this big-breasted girl was wearing nothing under a low-cut T-shirt in Los Angeles during the winter...

Facing the reporters at the door of the hotel, Wayne understood that this would be his last interview in a while, and it was also the beginning of the promotion and marketing of "The Departed". He simply put away his impatience and stood in the interview area to accept the interview with peace of mind.

The reporters who can be here are arranged by Warner Bros., so no one is boring enough to ask embarrassing questions. This kind of interview itself is like going through the process, talking about the difficulties during filming, interesting things on the set, and Break some movie information in advance.

Wayne is used to such scenes. He has been in the industry for so many years, and he is already familiar with how to deal with media reporters.

"...Yes, Christian Bale and Brad Pitt both performed very well. The collision of their acting skills is what the crew and creators look forward to most every day."

When the interview was about to end, a reporter turned his attention away from the movie and quickly asked: "Wayne, there have been rumors some time ago that Ms. Naomi Watts is pregnant with your child. Can you talk about it?" About the child?"

As soon as he heard this question, his brows frowned unconsciously, and his sudden smile put away great pressure on the reporter who asked the question.

At this time, the reporter already regretted his talkativeness, but he could never take back the words he said.

"Originally, I wouldn't answer questions that have nothing to do with the film." Wayne paused, but returned to his faint smile. "But this issue has never been a secret. I just don't want the media to disturb an expectant mother. Well, Nami is indeed pregnant with my child, so in the past few months, I have been learning how to be an expectant mother after work. Father."

After speaking, he nodded to the reporters at the scene, turned around and walked into the hotel, without giving these people a chance to continue asking questions.

Compared with the normal carnival party before the crew disbanded, today's banquet hall on the second floor of the hotel was much more formal. There was no crazy music filling it, no leaf cigarettes and powdery contraband everywhere, and no groups of flesh and blood wearing sexy clothes. There were only men and women in suits and dresses holding champagne.

Inevitably, the theme of this party was film promotion, as well as socializing.

When he entered the banquet hall, the center of the party changed. The actors came up politely to express their gratitude, exchanged a few polite words, and said they hoped to work together next time.

On the contrary, several people from Wayne's core team behind the scenes did not join in the fun and just raised their wine glasses from a distance.

They all know their boss very well, and there is no need to try to get close to each other on this occasion. Those who can stay are all people with above-average professional skills, and they never rely on complimenting each other to make a living.

After several actors left, another agent began to come to him one after another with his clients to chat and constantly explore the possibility of cooperation.

Some girls who were obviously prepared in advance, wore hot little dresses that fit his aesthetics, twisted their slender waists, and showed off their youthful charm in front of his eyes.

After walking around the party and greeting several celebrities who came to help with the platform, Wayne clutched a handful of actress business cards and a small piece of paper with an unknown room number, rubbed his temples and walked to the balcony. Sat down at the table.

Nearly three months of continuous semi-closed shooting almost exhausted his energy. After returning without any rest, he started to do another big show, followed by media interviews arranged by various companies. His irritability could not be suppressed. of accumulated in his heart.

With the gentle breeze blowing on the balcony, Wayne habitually put his hands into his coat pockets, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"Here, are you looking for them?" Nina was like a ghost, walking without any sound. No one knew when she came over and put the cigarettes and lighter on the table.

"I'm still wondering where you went."

Wayne lit a cigarette with a "click", tilted his head and glanced at the assistant lady, then turned to look at the night sky, and exhaled a large cloud of blue smoke deeply.

Picking up the cards and notes thrown on the table, Nina raised her eyebrows, looked through them, and enthusiastically helped pick out the room number of this hotel. "Those girls keep coming one after another, and I'm afraid they'll disturb your nature."

"I'm not in the mood right now."

Ignoring the other party's teasing, the assistant lady has always been like this. She clearly despises his scumbag attributes, but at the same time she stands firmly on his side, even if she is helping to appease the woman.

"Actually, it was because I received a call from Jimmy." Nina looked around the surroundings and made sure that no one was coming to get close to her, and then started talking about serious matters.

"Why."

Wayne sighed softly. He didn't want to talk about work at all at the moment. He just wanted to sleep quietly for two days and two nights. However, his reason kept reminding him that it was not yet time to slack off, and there was still a big problem. The matter is waiting for him to make a decision.

"Say it, I'm listening!"

Nina can also tell that her boss's mood is not right, but work is work, and the reason why the two of them have always been compatible is because they have the same ideas in some aspects.

"That bearded man from New Zealand named Peter Jackson has already worked out the script for "The Lord of the Rings" and is clamoring to see you as soon as possible. Jimmy asked when he would have time and asked him to come over with the script?"

Upon hearing the news, Wayne turned his head in surprise with a cigarette in his mouth. "Have you done it? It's unscientific, how come it's so fast!"

The assistant lady obviously couldn't answer this question, so she shrugged and waited for his instructions.

This "Lord of the Rings" is not a short story, it is as big as an entire academic monograph. When the copyright was obtained, Wayne tried to read this fantasy epic, which used a huge space to depict the entire magnificent and magnificent world of Middle-earth.

The amount of work involved in the characters, settings, scenery, and plot choices is so heavy that it makes people’s heads hurt just by looking at it.

In fact, the script adaptation work should not be done by one person at all. Instead, a special screenwriting team should be set up with four to six senior screenwriters to adapt the parts that they are good at.

Just because there was no need to rush this project, he would leave it to Peter Jackson to work on slowly, mentally assuming that the completion time for the first draft would not be less than six months, and that was despite hard work.

"Okay, a crazy New Zealander, let's take a vacation tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and in two days let him take the script and go directly to Warner Bros. Studio, where I will start the post-production work of "The Departed"?"

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