Hollywood legendary director

Lyman was lying on the soft big bed with a flimsy quilt, and stared out the window.

The weather outside doesn't seem to be very good. It's always gloomy in the morning, giving people a feeling of warmth.

The light is also a bit dim, and it feels cold just by looking at it.

The weather in Paris in September changes a lot, and the temperature also fluctuates.

I forgot to read the weather forecast last night, took a shower, and fell asleep without paying attention.

But looking like this outside, it is estimated that the temperature drop is quite large.

But what does it matter to him.

The hotel is equipped with a heating system, lying in the room, not feeling cold at all.

And finally took a vacation, it was a rare opportunity to sleep late, and I felt a little sorry for this rare vacation when I got up so early.

Continue to sleep for a while.

"Oh, why can't you sleep anymore?"

He closed his eyes and lay down for a while, but his sleepiness didn't covet his body at all.

I really can't sleep anymore. Just lying down like this makes my body uncomfortable.Suffer alive.

While complaining in his heart, Lyman lifted the quilt and got up, put on his clothes, stepped on his leather shoes, and went to the bathroom on the right side of the door.

After getting the needs of the individual's physical and physical needs, he opened the door and went downstairs.

As soon as I reached the stairs on the first floor, a voice came from the main entrance hall.

"...... When did Nicholas Cage say he came?" This was the familiar voice of Heath Ledger.

"I should be there in the afternoon. Didn't he say that he won't be absent from the crew's finale."

This is Thomas answering.

"Hey, Meimei feels comfortable when she sleeps, but I was exhausted a while ago."

Well, Ryan's voice.

When Lehman walked to the lobby of the hotel, he saw several people from the crew sitting on the sofa for rest, chatting and searching for topics.

Several people are a bit familiar, but not too familiar, it's awkward.

Fortunately, Lehmann came over at the scene where the awkward chatting atmosphere was flowing.

Ryan glanced at him, "Are you up? Have you breakfast?"

"No, eat together at noon and morning, don't delay." Lehman smiled: "What are you talking about?"

Taking advantage of the situation, he sat next to Ryan, with Heath Ledger and Thomas on his left, and Joe Boenser on his right, a little past Ryan.

"How to arrange the banquet?"

Ryan asked.

"With George and Sandy, Europa Pictures pays for it, so we can just go play."

Well, after he came, the chat atmosphere was still very awkward.

The main reason is that everyone doesn't know what to talk about. Let's talk about the film. The post-production is not started, and it is said that it will be released earlier.

Let's talk about family affairs, big men get together, who will talk about this.

Ryan wanted to talk about yellow-color and talk about women, but he didn't know the qualities of the few remaining present, but fortunately he didn't speak.

Otherwise, Lyman was definitely the first to bring him down.

Only bb, you act.

It was finally lunch time, everyone was sitting together and eating delicious food, so that they would not continue to sit and chat.

"You put the party in the bar?"

A black Mercedes-Benz business car calmly parked in the parking lot on the basement level. Lehman recalled seeing many bars just now and asked George in the driving seat.

"Yes, we directly wrapped the whole package, which is more suitable for the crew to hold a carnival."

"Yes, that's it." Ryan, who was sitting behind, also expressed his very positive opinion.

Lehman waved his hand and said helplessly: "This seems to be unfair to the ladies of the crew."

"I consulted a lot of people's opinions. It was the unanimous suggestion that everyone made. Trust me, they will like it."

"maybe."

Several people walked through the wide parking lot and walked into the bar under the crew.

"Look, I've arranged everything."

Lyman looked around and it was indeed not bad.

The area of ​​this bar is not large, but because of the wide dance floor, it has a different feeling.

Part of the crew did not come. Everyone knew that it was because they were partying in the bar, and they didn't call friends, so it didn't seem crowded.

Lehman and others arrived late, and there were already quite a few people in it.

Everyone drank all kinds of wine, chatted, or jumped on the dance floor, the atmosphere was very good.

Ryan and Thomas on the side are lively, well, Thomas doesn't count, he was dragged by Ryan to join the army.

"Hi..." A member of the crew found Lyman and walked over with two wine glasses.

Lyman was so kind, and had a drink with him.

"What are your plans next?" George asked casually after the man left.

"Let's talk about it when the post-production of "Furious" is finished."

"Hmm..." George was interrupted by a voice from the side before he could finish.

I saw Nicholas Cage also came to the bar, surrounded by a large group of young women with different hair colors and even skin tones.

Cage said, "Well, you guys go and play by yourself."

After the conversation, he found Lyman here and walked over quickly.

"How? I'm afraid that many people on the crew can't find a female companion, so they got off the plane and found a few more people."

There was a sweet laugh around him.

"Are you familiar with Paris? How can you find women anywhere?" Lehmann felt helpless.

"Of course, this is the strength of the service company I'm talking about, but it's not only useful in the United States. How about? The conditions are good, right." Nicholas Cage's tone was full of pride.

These women have long legs and slender waists and tall bodies. They are probably not models, but some small actors, Lehman guessed.

Well, in fact, there is no need to guess, how can a good family do this.

"How can the party lack a woman?" Nicholas Cage said in a pointed direction: "This is like an indispensable condiment, you understand, it is indispensable."

"It seems you are very experienced."

"Of course it is much more experienced than yours." Nicholas Cage put on his own big name, "For so many years, the best way for me to relieve stress is this. Hollywood female stars don't know how many I have seen. Now, what you see may not be a fraction of me."

"You are good at blowing, you have been taught." Lyman quipped.

"Did you not find out? Lehman, the general environment of this circle is like this. Don't look at those media reports that are cheating, they all have to be big and special, it seems to be incredible, but in fact, who is really moved by everyone "Cage said indifferently, "If there is pressure, release it, or it will hurt yourself sooner or later."

"Come on, to the false love, toast."

Lehmann poured two glasses of dark beer and handed them to Nicholas Cage.

"Respect this damn love."

The two touched each other and drank all their beer.

Lyman looked at Cage, poured another cup, and then handed it to him, "Is there something on my mind? Or is there pressure? Or both."

Nicholas Cage immediately wanted to deny it, but when it came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.

"relationship issue?"

Seeing him still calm, Lehman continued, "Are you tired?"

Lehman felt it from the moment he started speaking.

Cage wasn't very pleased, the smile on his face looked a bit like.

As for the shit discussing women's words, it is more like an vent.

"Oh, the relationship between Lisa-Marie and I may be over. I went back yesterday and had a big fight with her." Cage said nonchalantly, and poured another big glass of dark beer.

Lehman continued to fall and patted him on the shoulder, "I think you have something right. If you have any pressure, let it go. Don't hold it back."

The two toasted, drank, and filled.

Immerse yourself in the pleasure of alcohol.

Cage's mood gradually improved, and he jokingly said: "Many people say that I am an acting genius, a talented actor, and others say that I rely on Coppola's surname, and I am totally lucky. What do you think, Lehman, what am I? Comment."

Sometimes jokes are not easy to answer, Lehman feels like this now.

The tone is joking, and it is not a bother.

He thought for a while, faced Cage, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "That's because you are not successful enough. When the time comes, people all over the world will only recognize you when they talk about you. There is only one meaning, you are an acting genius."

"For better success, cheers." Nicholas Cage gestured, raising his glass.

"Well, for success."

Lyman touched his glass.

"I can't wait to see "Furious" in theaters." Nicholas Cage put down his empty glass and said to himself: "If it succeeds, it can hit those film critics severely."

"maybe."

"It's not maybe," Nicholas Cage looked at Lehman and said word by word, "Yes, it will succeed, I believe you."

"I can't fail anymore," he said.

It seems that "The Wind Whisperer" has really had a great impact on him, and his pressure has suddenly increased a lot.

Also, the loss amount was close to 50 or 60 million US dollars, and I lost a piece of "Furious" directly. No wonder this happened.

Don’t you see, Comrade Wu Baige’s foundation accumulated in Hollywood in the past was lost all of a sudden, and he has no place to stand. After returning to Xiangjiang griefly, he never set foot in Hollywood again in this life.

"Cheers."

"Cheers......"

After all the drinks were gone, Lehman looked at his watch. It was very late, and the number of people in the bar had been decreasing. "Go back, I'm going back to the hotel."

We greeted Nicholas Cage, and saw that he nodded casually, also bypassing the crowd still caring, and the two walked outside the bar.

George had already ordered a part of the Europa Films crew to drive, and the Chevrolet engine rang, throwing away the noisy night.

The sun rises in the east and disappears in the west, and it will always hang high in the sky.

No matter what, tomorrow will always be a brand new day, isn't it.