"Eide!" The little girl screamed excitedly. She raised her hands and ran over. Then, she jumped into Adriaan's arms. Charlize, who was following behind Adriaan, was stunned.
"Hey, Emma, you look like you've grown a lot taller." Adriaan held the little girl in his arms and affectionately shook her forehead. Then, he reached out to pinch her cheeks. The little girl giggled and hid in his arms.
Emma, who was almost three years old, had grown a lot. She looked more obedient and cute. In addition, she knew more and more words. After the initial excitement, she immediately grabbed Adriaan and talked. Although many of the words didn't convey the meaning, he could roughly understand the meaning. It was nothing more than "I miss you very much", "I'm studying hard", "I already know a lot of words", "I'm very good" and so on. She was so childish that it was impossible to hate her.
"Is this the child you were talking about?" After entering the house, Charlize secretly asked. On the way here, she had already heard Emma's story from Adriaan. After getting confirmation, Charlize looked at Emma with eyes full of pity.
Adriaan, who had a panoramic view, roughly knew what she was thinking. He knew some of Charlize's past through his memory, so he didn't ask much. Instead, Emma took out her "masterpiece" and praised it.
For some reason, Adriaan felt that the little girl seemed to have encountered something. Originally, during the New Year's holiday, she had become more cheerful. She could even sing a few lines when outsiders came to visit. But now, the feeling of attachment to him had become stronger. As for why, he obviously didn't know since he hadn't been in London for the past two months. Although he found an opportunity to ask the nanny indirectly, the nanny didn't say anything.
However, this question was immediately answered when the couple returned home. Looking at Rodelin's slightly protruding belly, Adriaan understood everything. This didn't mean that the couple had become bad to Emma. After all, she was the daughter of his dead brother. It was just that after having their own child, it was inevitable that there would be subtle changes and deviations in their attitude.
Emma hadn't fully recovered from the sequelae of the car accident. She was still very sensitive. Even though the changes and deviations were subtle, she could still detect it. Therefore, it was inevitable that she would have the thought of being abandoned. After all, she was now almost three years old. Although she was already very smart among her peers, she still couldn't think about overly complex problems.
That night, when they slept together as usual, the little girl's question had already confirmed this guess.
"Why? Their parents? " Emma, who was curled up in Adrian's arms in her spotted pajamas, suddenly raised her head and asked. She stared at him with her sparkling eyes without blinking.
Although the little girl's words didn't convey her meaning, Adriaan still understood what she was asking. He immediately patted her head and comforted her. Although the little girl didn't express her meaning, Adrian still understood what she was asking. He immediately patted her head and comforted her.
Although the little girl's words didn't convey her meaning, Adriaan still understood what she was asking. He immediately patted her head and comforted her. Adrian couldn't help but sigh. He closed the book in his hand and threw it aside. He must have been crazy to tell her the story of "Hansel and Gretel" to lull her to sleep.
"Alright, little girl." Adriaan leaned down and stroked her head. He looked at her and said seriously, "I hope you remember, no matter what, I will be by your side. I swear, I swear to God."
The little girl looked at him for a long time and finally revealed a smile. She snuggled into Adriaan's arms and closed her eyes while hugging him. Adriaan kissed Emma's forehead. After searching for a moment in his memory, he began to hum a soothing song.
Although they wouldn't be staying in London for a long time this time because it was almost the end of the month, Adriaan still decided to bring the little girl with him. As Emma's aunt, Luo Delin didn't object. Everyone knew the little girl's feelings for Adriaan.
In fact, Adriaan wanted to bring Emma back to Los Angeles for a few months. Unfortunately, this was not possible. Therefore, he finally chose to accompany the little girl for a few days. Who knows, there might be unexpected gains.
"You guys walk from here to there, then come out of the camera. You guys, stand here and don't move. Just keep talking. Also, lighting technician, I need the scene to be serious but not heavy, so it's best to make the lights a little brighter. "Director Mike Newell stood in the middle of the set and continuously issued orders.
It was in a film studio in London. The environment had been built into a church, with a coffin in the middle. The funeral scenes of "Four Weddings and a Funeral" were being filmed.
Newell was a very meticulous director. It could be seen from the scenes of the two weddings that had been filmed. Although the overall environment was very similar, the small details such as costumes, characters, and the process were obviously different. As long as a little editing was done in the post-production, it would definitely not confuse or give people a sense of déjà vu.
There were all kinds of directors in the film industry. Some were good at using technology, such as James Cameron; some were good at manipulating the emotions of actors, such as Jonathan Demme; and some were good at controlling the scene, such as Mike Newell.
For example, if he was not satisfied with the lighting on the set, Cameron would tell the lighting technician in detail what type of light he needed and get him to do it meticulously. Demme, on the other hand, would tell the lighting technician what effect he wanted and then leave it be, as long as the lighting technician met his requirements. As for Newell, he would repeatedly discuss with the lighting technician to let him fully understand his concept.
However, they all had one thing in common: they were very particular about the details. In fact, outstanding directors often had a good grasp of the details of the film. A film was at most 180 minutes, so it was impossible to tell a flawless story. Therefore, using the details to prop up the story and let the audience think for themselves was the most important method. Although the audience might imagine things that even the director hadn't thought of, especially in a film with an open ending, they might argue and argue with each other, wanting to prove that they were right, but so what? Would their bickering affect the director and the film company?
Adriaan knew this very well. So far, apart from "How to Know a Woman by Scent," all the films he had produced were "once" famous for their details. At the same time, he was constantly observing the directing methods of other directors and verifying it with his own. Otherwise, he wouldn't have visited three sets at this time.
"Very good, everyone did a good job. Take a ten-minute break, I hope you can keep it up." After a scene, Newell clapped his hands and shouted loudly. He seemed very satisfied with the scene.
After a few seconds, the solemn set became noisy. Adriaan, who was outside, carried Emma and walked towards Newell.
"Hi, Mike," he greeted.
"Hi, Eide." Newell, who had spoken to the assistant director and a few assistants, turned around and responded. He didn't complain like Dai Mi, who had been filming for a long time and had only just arrived at the set. In his heart, he wished that Adriaan hadn't come.
Although Adriaan had promised him that he wouldn't interfere with his rights on the set, what could he say if they really started arguing? Not only was Adriaan the producer and investor, he also had the title of "Miracle Director."
"You directed very well, Mike. Inviting you back then was definitely the right decision. Emma! Don't mess with my hair. " Adriaan tilted his head, but the little girl in his arms wouldn't let him go. She giggled and made funny faces. Adriaan had no choice but to roll his eyes and let her do whatever she wanted. Newell was amused by Adriaan's behavior.
"You guys are so close," Newell said with a smile. Then, he asked, "Do you think there's anything that needs to be changed?"
"Of course not." Adriaan waved his hand. He already understood Newell's concern. "I said that unless there are special circumstances, I won't interfere with your decisions."
Speaking of this, he looked at the male lead in the distance and couldn't help but ask Newell, "What do you think of Dan?"
"He's a very good young man. Although he did well during the audition, I was still a little worried before the official filming started. But it turns out that it was unnecessary. I'm very surprised that he can play the role of a decadent man or a neurotic robber like Memory Fragments and Pulp Fiction. He can also play such a romantic comedy. He's very good, "Newell said. Then, he changed the topic. "But he doesn't seem to be doing well recently."
"I can see that." Adriaan looked at Denis from afar and said in a funny tone. At this time, Denis was in the corner talking to a beautiful woman with a worried expression.
"Okay, I'll go talk to him first." After saying goodbye to Newell, Adriaan walked over. Before he reached Dan, he heard the woman say in a depressed tone, "Dan, I don't know, I really don't know …"
After hesitating for a moment, Adriaan said, "Hi, Dan!"
"Huh? Eide? " Denis, who was about to hug the woman and comfort her, immediately turned around and replied in a surprised tone, "When did you arrive at the set?"
"I arrived in London a long time ago. I accompanied Emma for two days and arrived at the set this morning," Adriaan explained, then smiled at the woman beside him who had a puzzled look on her face.
"Hmm … This is Nori, hmm, Winona, Winona Ryder." Denis then introduced her, but his expression became a little strange. He then looked at Winona and said, "Nori, this is Eide, also known as Adrian Kewell."
Adriaan looked at Winona with interest. This was the first time he saw her. Although it didn't change his opinion of her, he still extended his hand and said, "Hello, Winona."
"You're the miracle director?" Unexpectedly, after hearing his name, Winona's face immediately became covered with a layer of frost. Then, she turned around and walked out. Denis wanted to stop her, but after looking at Adriaan awkwardly, he made an apologetic gesture and chased after her.
Although Adriaan was a little surprised, he didn't say much. He shrugged and walked to the other side. The woman who was talking to someone else was his main target this time.
