Chapter 728

"Do you remember what I said at the beginning?" After everyone left the conference room, Claude immediately looked at Adriaan with an accusatory look.

"I know, but I just read a short message." Adriaan shrugged indifferently. His eyes fell on his mobile phone without the slightest intention to look up. "And test our new website."

"What short message must be read during the meeting?" Claude raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing." Adriaan finally looked up. He did not want to explain to him what "the pigeons are starting to eat bread crumbs" meant. "I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"Just say it." Claude made a gesture of invitation.

"The good news is that Twitter has sent text messages to friends' mobile phones. The bad news is that there is still a long way to go before it reaches my requirements. It will probably take a few weeks to perfect." Adriaan sighed.

"This is all good news. Do you want to use a semi-finished product to occupy the market?" Claude said as he raised his hand to stop Adriaan from speaking. "Don't worry about that, Eide. It doesn't matter even if someone else launches a similar service before us. I believe no media group will conduct research in this area except for us. Oh, it's good to have a forward-looking chairman in the Internet, right?"

"It's rare. I mean, I like this flattery, Krau." Adriaan laughed and stood up. Then the two left the conference room together.

"The European side is basically in place. The rest is just continuous investment. Chelsea will help us expand our channels, although it will take several years."

"You have a lot of confidence in that Portuguese."

"Of course, my vision is always the best. You admit it, don't you? Speaking of which, how did your talk with Jerry Jones go?"

"He has relented. After all, ABC is the best in sports among the major public television stations. Such a union is not a bad thing for the Dallas Cowboys. Of course, Mr. Neil Bush also helped."

"Wow, it seems that they are serious. Do we need to suppress" Fahrenheit 911 "a little?"

"Not for the time being. Michael Moore won't be able to stir up any waves. It all depends on the final deal. In fact, I'm still wondering if I should help out and let the popularity of" Fahrenheit 911 "continue until the summer vacation. Sometimes, this documentary can also play a very good counterproductive role."

The two talked until they reached the door of Claude's office. Then Adriaan was ready to leave.

"Of course, I still have to supervise the post-production of the movie and prepare for the following public relations. At the same time, I have a movie to shoot in March and a date." Facing Claude's surprise, Adrian said.

"Date?" Claude sighed. "Yeah, your dates are endless. I'm really curious. After so many years, why didn't they complain at all?"

"That's a matter of personal ability." Adriaan laughed and then patted his best friend on the shoulder. "I know you are jealous, Krau. Don't worry. Be bold and show it. This is one of the few times you can vent before you go to the grave of marriage. Have you thought about how you want to spend the bachelor party?"

"You can't wait anymore, Eide?" Claude rolled his eyes.

"Of course, I can't wait to appear in front of you and Helen with my arms wrapped around them." Adrian laughed out loud and dashed away under Claude's murderous gaze.

Claude and Helen were engaged without any suspense. Although there was no specific wedding date, Adriaan believed that it would not be later than this year. Every time he visited his godfather with his daughters, his godfather would complain and ask Claude when he could have his own children. This kind of marriage was generally not allowed to have children, so as soon as Diane confirmed that she was pregnant, she married Victor in a hurry. If they wanted to have children, they had to get married first.

"Poor Claude," Adriaan sighed and went to the post-production studio.

There were a lot of things to do in January. For example, the official premieres of "Warm Light" and "Life as a Rose" were held, and various award ceremonies were about to be officially launched. All of these took time to deal with, but Adriaan's main focus was on the post-production of "Go Forth".

As an artistic film, "Warm Light" did not do well at the box office, but it still maintained a good reputation. With Jim Carrey as a foil, Kate's acting skills were further praised. However, the praise for "Life as a Rose" was slightly lower, and the key was Sophie's acting skills. Those who thought that she was good thought that she acted very well, while those who thought that she was not good said that she was terrible.

Interestingly, most of the critics who thought the former were American, while most of the critics who thought the latter were European, and 70% of them were from France. One could imagine the twists and turns. Weinstein, on the other hand, liked this kind of situation. According to him, this kind of subconscious opposition would only make him more confident.

Therefore, although Adriaan was a little worried, after all, it had not been long since the Oscars gave the Best Actress to a European actress, he did not take it too seriously. Therefore, as usual, he attended the premiere with Sophie, and just like the previous premieres, he appeared more intimate with Sophie on the red carpet, which added a lot of talking points to the public.

Interestingly, because Universal's "The Matrix 3," "The Lord of the Rings 3," and "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" easily swept the entire December of 2003, the aftermath of which was not completely over until January 2004, some movies had also been rescheduled for January 2004. For example, DreamWorks' "The Last Samurai," starring Tom Cruise. Of course, before this, it had already received an Oscar ticket through pre-screening.

Because of this, Spielberg complained at a party. "If you do this every year, no film company would dare to release their own movies at the end of the year."

Of course, this was just a joke, and he did not really care. After the animation department was separated and formed into a new DreamWorks Animation Studio, AC Media's support for DreamWorks increased a lot, which made the three giants more or less relieved.

However, in Adriaan's view, this only delayed DreamWorks' death by two or three years. The three giants were not very good at running a media company. Katzenberg was more suitable for animation, and Geffen was more idealistic. Although Spielberg was a businessman after putting down the camera, most of the time, he still used it to compare. Moreover, they did not have someone who could support the development of the entire group with their own strength. Although they always said that if DreamWorks was short of money, they could ask Spielberg to produce a movie to solve the problem, they still could not compare to a monster like Adriaan.

Of course, he would not say much. Anyway, most of the shares of DreamWorks Animation Studio were in his hands. At least for the next five to seven years, no one could compete with AC Media, which owned Pixar, Blue Sky, and DreamWorks.

"Wait, here, I need the light to be a little brighter, and then I need to link this shot with that … Shot 53." Sitting in a chair, Adriaan watched the editors use their equipment to adjust and edit the original shot. After he stopped them, he pointed to the words on the screen.

At his current position, generally speaking, the post-production was handled by the editors, and he would only do it himself in very special circumstances.

"Very good, let me look at this again … Not bad, let's move on to the next one." After watching it repeatedly and confirming that it had achieved the effect he wanted, Adriaan asked them to continue.

However, he did not supervise them. Instead, he got up and went to another room. After all, Adriaan was not in the studio all the time, so many of the shots were finished by the editors first. After that, he came over to talk about some of the work that day, and then he went to check the previous shots. Of course, even if he was not in the studio, he would learn about those shots through the Internet, so it took a lot of time to check them.

"Very good, that's it … Let me think, um, sing all the songs in person can be the main promotional point." Adrian rubbed his chin and mumbled to himself. In the picture, Natalie was singing at the top of her lungs. Her pre-filming training had allowed her to control her voice very well. Coupled with her 50s and 60s attire and the vivid picture, the nostalgic feeling was very comfortable.

One of the biggest attractions of Go Forth, or one of the most popular features of Film School, was that all the songs were sung by the actors, and they were very similar to the original versions. Of course, some tricks were used, but these tricks were not against the rules. This brought the actors closer to the two famous country singers in history. At least they looked like them. Also, Cash and the Carters had passed away not too long ago, and people were still mourning them. As long as the overall quality of the movie was up to standard, it was easy to imagine what kind of attention it would attract after it was released.

However, even so, Adriaan could not take it lightly to achieve his goal. If Sophie could reach the top this year, he would have made his woman the Best Actress for six years in a row. In this case, even if the Film School still gave him face, other film companies or producers would definitely be dissatisfied. They were also a big force, so it would be very difficult to continue, even with Weinstein's help.

However, Adriaan had a back-up plan, which he had been studying and preparing for a long time. Moreover, his biggest plan was to be completely implemented in these two years. This was an unprecedented achievement, and it was even possible that no one would be able to achieve it in the future. He had fully considered all the situations, and the probability of failure was very small. Linking these two things together would actually allow his plan to achieve greater results.

"The King of Hollywood …" Adriaan said in a low voice, then smiled and stretched himself. What could be more pleasant than having the world in your hands? Oh, there was. He looked at Natalie on the screen again, watching his prey fall into the trap step by step. Although he could not surpass her, it was equally pleasant.

Generally speaking, having dinner was a date, attending cocktail parties and parties was a date, singing and dancing in nightclubs was also a date, but it did not mean that they had to go out on a date.

"… After you left, I counted the days when you were gone every day. Do you know how much I need you now?" At this point, the guitar and singing stopped abruptly, and the girl frowned, seemingly not satisfied with the lyrics.

"Don't you think … the lyrics are a little weird?" She asked aloud, at the same time moving her legs, but the man who was using her thighs as a pillow and covering his face with a book did not respond at all.

"Eide!" The girl raised her voice.

"Huh? What's wrong? " Adriaan immediately jumped up and asked in a panic, "What happened?"

"I was writing a song for you, but you fell asleep?" The girl suddenly widened her eyes and glared at him angrily.

"Uhm … this …" Adriaan made a hand gesture, looking hesitant. They stared at each other for a long time until the girl bit her lip angrily, and he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Oh, I really wish I had a mirror in my hand right now. Wei girl, look at your face, it's so interesting." Adriaan laughed and said, "Did you really think I was asleep? 'I counted the days when you were gone every day', I like the lyrics. In fact, I like all the lyrics! "

Avril was stunned at first, then became angry, and glared at him fiercely. Finally, she pounced on him, caught him off guard, and pressed him down on the sofa. She opened her mouth, revealing her little canine teeth, and was about to bite him.

"Hey, wait, wait! You're not a puppy, Wei girl. "Adriaan laughed as he tried to stop her.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't stop!" Avril shouted, gritting her teeth.

The two of them fought on the sofa for a while, and only stopped when the girl used up all her strength.

"I still don't think the lyrics are very good, what about you?" Avril, who was lying on Adriaan's chest, brought up the original topic.

"Let me think … Actually, the lyrics and the song are very good …" Adriaan tapped his forehead with his hand, and suddenly got up to grab the guitar. After plucking the strings a few times, he began to play and sing.

His voice was not bad, and he remembered the lyrics very well, so he had a different style when he sang. At first, Avril put on a disdainful expression, but then her attention was drawn to the song. She even closed her eyes and tapped her fingers on the armrest to the beat.

"You sang pretty well." She praised him generously after the performance.

"Thank you, I told you, I like this song very much." Adriaan chuckled, and suddenly leaned over to kiss her cheek. "I can tell what you're trying to say."

Avril immediately became a little bashful, and looked away, pursing her lips, as if her thoughts had been seen through.

Adriaan shrugged, and did not continue. Instead, he handed the guitar back to her. "You can try to omit the last few notes, especially the lines before the chorus."

The girl's attention immediately shifted to the song, and she began to strum the strings and sing. Adriaan rested his chin on his hand and listened carefully.

"Hmm, this is a good change, but it's not enough." Avril said as she picked up a notebook and pen from the coffee table, and then quickly jotted down her feelings. "But I think I've found a way to break through. When I go to the recording studio tomorrow, I'm sure there will be a better way."

"Then where's my reward?" Adriaan moved closer to her, his face filled with lust.

The girl glared at him, but then she cupped his face and kissed him hard on the mouth. Adriaan raised his eyebrows, and then he tasted her little tongue. Just like before, Avril, who could still take the initiative at first, quickly became weak and powerless. If Adriaan followed up with another attack, he would have no problem stripping her naked and eating her.

"I knew it," Avril, who was leaning softly in his arms, said impatiently.

"Oh, it's because you're so cute and beautiful, Avril." Adriaan sucked on her earlobes and chuckled, his hands moving around her.

"What do you want now?" The girl immediately grabbed his hand and asked in a questioning tone.

"Why, can't I say that?" Adriaan raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Every time you say that, you'll … you'll …" Avril suddenly thought of something and blushed, turning her head to the side.

After being stunned for about a second, Adriaan came back to his senses, and then his smile became meaningful. This was a rare opportunity, and it was time to make use of it.

"Well, there's something I really want to do to-night," he said, and whispered in her ear in the lowest possible whisper.

Avril was confused at first, but then her eyes widened. Finally, she looked at him with anger and disgust. "You … How could you make me eat that kind of thing?"

"I'm just trying it, and there's no harm in it. There's a lot of protein in it," Adriaan said, trying to coax her.

"I … I won't! Don't even think about making me do something like that!" The girl refused sternly.

"Why?" Adriaan blinked. "At least give me a reason, right? Besides, it's not like you haven't used your mouth before … "

Hearing this, Avril became angry again. She gritted her teeth and glared at him. "Isn't it all because of you?"

"But you said that the heather smells good." His smile became even more wicked.

The girl became even more ferocious. She looked like she would jump up and bite him at any moment, just like before. But after staring at him for a while, she blushed and turned her head to the side again.

Adriaan was not in a hurry. He held her in his arms and waited patiently. Finally, Avril's voice was as soft as a mosquito's. "Alright … Alright …"

Oh, that was a very pleasant answer. Before, she had refused to write any erotic songs, and the photos she took were all aesthetically pleasing. But after today …

"Wait!" Avril suddenly grabbed Adriaan's collar and pulled him in front of her. "I can do that, but …"

Her smile became cold. "If I feel disgusted, I'll spit them on your face!"