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With the release of "Lola Run", these days, Simon found it difficult to stay on the "Blood Corpse Night" crew.

Because more and more media reporters appeared in Coolidge.

In the beginning, they were only reporters from Arizona. Later, even the media from the surrounding California, Nevada, New Mexico and other states began to come, and they were disturbingly surrounding the crew either seeking interviews with Simon or directly interviewing the crew. Follow up.

Many times, when the crew was shooting at night, the surrounding flashes suddenly turned on, and the result was predictable.

Although there is no evidence, Simon is basically certain that this incident was probably provoked by the producer of "Blood Corpse Night" Edward Feldman. The other party's purpose could not be more obvious, in order to increase the exposure of the "Blood Corpse Night" crew. In the first few days, Edward Feldman was obviously very excited about the appearance of the reporter, and he took the initiative to accept an interview with a reporter from the Arizona Daily Star.

During this period of time, according to the news circulated in the crew, De Laurentiis Entertainment Group, the investor of "Blood Corpse Night", has been increasingly on the verge of bankruptcy due to the continued deterioration of its financial situation.

Due to the sudden popularity of "Lola Run", Edward Feldman or the executives of DeLaurentis Entertainment apparently regard "Blood Corpse Night" with Simon's participation as the last straw. I hope this movie will come in the future. The income of the company can alleviate the company's plight, so he took the initiative to disclose the Simon's affairs in the crew in private.

Now, the name of "Blood Corpse Night" does take advantage of the east wind of "Lola Run" to appear frequently in many newspapers, and it has attracted attention for a while.

However, Edward Feldman obviously did not anticipate that, since most of the scenes of "Blood Corpse Night" were on-site scenes, the crew did not have enough staff to close all the shooting scenes in the wild, and a lot of reporters surrounded them every day. Around the crew, there is no way to continue shooting this movie.

A parking lot in the west of the small town, the same time is March 2nd, Monday.

11 o'clock late at night.

Today was an explosion scene in which the protagonist Kalebo drove a tanker into a vampire, and then the tanker exploded.

The crew had been preparing for the current scene the entire weekend before. Simon originally planned to leave last Friday. In order to help Catherine prepare for this more difficult set of scenes, this has been left until now.

In the parking lot, Catherine and Catherine re-checked the layout. Simon gave Catherine an encouraging look, raised his hand and pointed a distance away, and said with a smile: "You start, I'll go there. Watching."

Catherine nodded and watched Simon walk towards a group of reporters who had been stopped outside the barrier at the edge of the parking lot. Only then did she begin to order everyone to take their place.

On the other side, Simon came to the onlookers of media reporters, watched someone raise the camera, hurriedly made a gesture, and shouted: "Guys, this set of shots is worth at least $100,000. If it is destroyed by the flash, the crew will I can only send you a lawyer's letter. So, everyone, put the camera down, I can chat with you for a while."

Came to Coolidge to guard this for more than a week, and the young man in front of him who had already aroused heated discussion throughout the Federation had never directly contacted the media.

At this time, I heard Simon said that he could accompany everyone to chat for a while, although it was clear that he was looking at himself to avoid interference in the next shots, the reporters still put aside the idea of ​​taking pictures and took out recordings. Maker, a responsive reporter has already asked out loud: "Simon, I heard that you only got $500 a week in this movie. Is this true?"

Simon stood inside the quarantine line and said with a smile: "I just came to help, the salary does not matter."

Just now the reporter immediately added: "So, you are really pursuing Catherine Bigelow?"

Simon was not surprised when he heard this question.

These days, more than one newspaper has made various speculations about the relationship between Simon and Catherine. Simon can only helplessly. At this time, he shook his head and said: "Of course not, I already have a girlfriend. As you know, Catherine is "Lola As the deputy director of "Run", we negotiated to help each other, so I am here."

When Simon admitted that he already had a girlfriend, the reporters suddenly became more excited.

Star romance has always been the most popular entertainment news for gossip lovers. Simon's current fame has surpassed many big stars, and his age and appearance are destined for many female readers to be interested in it.

So this time almost everyone started to ask questions.

"Simon, can you tell me who your girlfriend is?" "Simon, tell me about your girlfriend?" "Simon, is it Sandra Bullock?" "Simon..."

Simon felt the buzzing sound in his ear, raised his hand and pressed it down, and said: "Sorry, I don't know if she wants to be noticed by you. So, I can't say it for now."

The reporters would naturally not be reconciled, and continue to yell and change their methods to ask questions.

In fact, Simon had been feeling the movement behind him. Following Catherine's 'action', he raised his hand and made a pause gesture to everyone, then turned and looked into the set.

Under the gaze of many pairs of eyes, there was a loud noise, and a huge orange-red flame was lifted up from the elongated oil tanker.

However, despite the shocking momentum, Simon knew that this kind of explosion was actually safe. At this time, standing more than ten meters away from the tanker truck, Simon could only feel a gentle wave of air rushing toward him.

After carefully observing the several seats set up in advance, Simon confirmed that everyone was busy with their work in an orderly manner, and he was relieved.

In about ten minutes, Catherine in the field finally made an OK gesture towards Simon from a distance.

There will only be this set of shots tonight. Since it was successfully completed, Simon naturally did not have to deal with the thoughts of the reporters behind him, so he raised his foot and walked into the set.

The reporters recovered from the explosion just now, and found that Simon was walking away, shouting to keep him, and some people wanted to catch up, but were stopped by the staff who had been prepared on the sidelines.

Ten minutes of shooting, the preliminary preparations took three days, and the follow-up finishing took more than two hours. After everything was done, the crew returned to the hotel. It was already two o'clock in the morning on March 3.

Saying good night to everyone, after washing up, Catherine was sitting on the bed in the hotel room in her pajamas, feeling the silence around her, but she didn't sleep for a while.

So he picked up his director's notes, leaned against the bedside and opened it.

The title page reads a line: An adventure in Karebo, a rebirth in May.

This is what he said.

The filming of "Blood Corpse Night" started in late January. He did not follow into the group at the time. She led the group alone and started the first two weeks of filming.

Then, although she was very reluctant to admit it, she found that she was far less comfortable than him. Even though she had prepared very carefully and the film was really started, she still felt confused.

During the first two weeks of shooting, I always wondered what would he do if he came to shoot this shot?

Then I found that I couldn't imitate him at all.

He knows exactly what effect he wants, and he has enough confidence to directly give orders to the staff. She must be very careful to discuss most of the details with the other creators of the crew.

Because she is not like him, proficient in photography, proficient in lighting, proficient in setting, proficient in editing, proficient in soundtrack...

Outside of movies, he also seems to know a lot.

He is simply the illegitimate child of the goddess of wisdom.

Although at first he was quite arrogant and said that he didn't come to help, but after he joined the group, everything seemed to go smoothly.

Feeling her confusion about the characterization of the film and the direction of the main line, he helped her summarize the sentence on the notebook title page.

'An adventure of Karebo, a rebirth of May'.

In his opinion, both the story and the core of the characters in "Blood Corpse Night" should be closely focused on these two points. Waking up so little by him, she really gradually straightened out many things.

When she was on the crew of "Lola Run", she only helped him with some trivial logistics work. He is on the "Blood Corpse Night" crew, but he is like a patient teacher who personally holds the child's little hand to help him learn to paint.

Whenever he encountered a problem, he always said in a suggestive tone: "Maybe it can be..."

Very patient.

She has indeed benefited a lot from it during this time.

However, she knew very well how much control he was. Perhaps, he had already had countless times in his heart the idea of ​​ousting this stupid woman from the position of director to do it in person.

little bastard.

I must have thought about it this way.

He thought so unreasonably, but realized that he was leaving tomorrow. The crew will soon switch to normal daytime shooting, and there are still a lot of location scenes. He continues to stay in the crew, surrounded by a large group of media reporters, and the shooting can't go on.

Ugh.

I sighed softly from the bottom of my heart.

With the great success of "Lola Run", in any case, he is already a Hollywood director. It is expected that the North American box office of more than 150 million US dollars can achieve this, and no one will deny his ability and status.

The desolate young man who first met on the bus last year seemed to have thrown everyone away in a blink of an eye, leaving her to look up.

With these thoughts flashing in my heart, I suddenly wanted to talk to him.

He lives next door to him.

However, even if she had no other intentions at all, but thinking of the media reporters, she immediately dispelled the idea.

Although it is past three o'clock in the morning, no one can guarantee that the reporters who can do anything crazy for the news will still stay outside. The hotel has a very open concave layout, with a dozen rooms directly facing the wide road, and any guest room will be easily seen by anyone entering or leaving.

If it is found, it is completely unclear.

During this period of time, many media had already begun to spread gossip about her and Simon. I have read a few articles by accident, and I feel weird and worried about Jenny's reaction, but I can only pretend to be nonchalant in front of others.

So he sighed again.

She is still inferior to Jenny after all.

Lazily caught the man she wanted, but she would only be timid.

Thinking of this, some small impulses suddenly appeared.

So raised his hand.

Gently tapped on the wooden wall.

Boom boom boom.

The heart also accelerated with bang bang bang.

but.

Wait a moment.

The other side did not respond.

I was a little bit lost and couldn't help but give birth to some small rebellions.

Raise his hand again.

Boom boom boom.

Finally came a voice next door, obviously smiling: "Long night, sleepless, ma'am, do you need me to break through the wall?"

The quirky tone of reading a poem, not knowing where the sentence was translated from, with ridicule, immediately made her blush. Hearing that he was going to break through the wall, his heart suddenly lifted, and he blurted out: "Dare you!"

"Then go to bed obediently, it's so late, I thought it would be a rat."

"You are the mouse."

"I haven't pierced it for so long, obviously it is a very gentle mouse."

"Pooh."

"Okay, stop making trouble, go to bed quickly."

So I lay down with some inexplicable contentment, pulled up the quilt, and turned off the lamp. Thinking of his voice like coaxing a little girl, he said softly: "Little bastard."