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Chapter 786

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It seems that my little Charley is showing signs of jealousy. Very good. I told you that everything will be different when my little Kate comes back. Adriaan walked briskly in the corridor with a faint smile on his face. He couldn't help but think of the situation in Kate's house a few days ago. There were some things that he would only repent after hitting a wall. Of course, Roger did a good job, but if she hadn't left …

Adriaan shrugged. In any case, he still had feelings for Kate. After all, she was his first woman.

Seeing that the editing department was close at hand, Adriaan immediately calmed down and pushed the door open.

"Hey, guys, how's it going now?" He asked loudly with a smile, but there was a lot of noise.

"Oh, damn, I just thought of a plot. Can't you be quiet?"

"He's here again, he's here again. I really don't understand. Is he a director or a publisher?"

"He's nothing. He's a vampire. He won't stop until he sucks us dry."

Looking at these teasing screenwriters, Adriaan laughed and shook his head. Inspired by Pixar, he adjusted the editing department. Of course, he did not completely copy it, and the degree of adjustment was not the same. After all, this was a company that produced live-action movies, and Pixar was the only company in Hollywood that was suitable for this kind of atmosphere.

Although this stimulated the creative enthusiasm of the screenwriters, it also made them a little more lawless. However, Adriaan was not helpless. For example, after he coughed lightly, he immediately shouted, "Okay, you guys, be quiet, or I'll arrange for Juliet to come back!"

Among the screenwriters, Juliet had always been the best, and she had some tricks up her sleeve, so she helped with the management work for a long time. Originally, Laffern wanted to promote her to the head of the editing department, but Juliet refused. She wanted to develop as a producer, so Adriaan arranged for her to be one of the executive producers of Delicious.

These guys had all seen Juliet's tricks, and they were all obedient. Although most of the time she had the support of Mr. Norber, the head of the editing department, they still did not want her to come back.

"Okay, boss, we didn't say anything." Durant, one of the screenwriters, quickly raised his hand and said.

"Really? I'm not amnesia. "Adriaan reached out and picked his ear with his little finger.

"Hey, boss, can I kill you?" Another screenwriter, Edanis, changed the topic with a smile.

"Of course not. If you kill me, not only will no one pay you anymore, you will also have to spend the rest of your life in prison." Adrian's serious expression immediately drew laughter from the crowd.

"Alright, guys, let's get down to business. How's the progress?" He clapped his hands.

"One of them is nearing the end, all it needs to do is to complete it step by step; the other one is only halfway done and we all agreed that John's plot wouldn't work with you," Edtanis introduced.

"One is almost finished, and we just need to finish it step by step. The other one is only halfway written. We all agree that John's plot will not work for you," Edanis introduced. Adrian took the almost completed script from the other party and flipped through it. "What do you guys think?"

"An outstanding story with ups and downs and twists and turns. It can make people's blood boil and it can also make people cry. If the last scene is filmed well, it will be a classic," Durant said.

"Is there no problem at all?" Adrian continued to ask.

"If it's just from the perspective of a story, it's already very good except for some details, but if you want to relate it to reality …" Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The third scriptwriter, Koenig, shrugged. Besides, I'm afraid Englishmen won't like this movie. "

"It doesn't matter as long as the story is good." Adriaan waved his hand nonchalantly. "We can just release a statement at the beginning or end of the movie when it's aired, saying that the movie is based on reality. As for what the Englishmen think, we don't need to care."

The last sentence made the screenwriters laugh. 'Yeah, who cares about what the Englishmen think?' After chatting for a while and analyzing another script, Adriaan left after getting what he wanted.

"Braveheart" was the script he was asking about. Because of this movie, William Wallace's name was known to the whole world. The word "freedom" at the end made him the spokesperson of resistance against tyranny. Even though many scholars pointed out that the content of the story was inconsistent with historical facts after the movie was released, it did not stop people from idolizing and symbolizing it. Mel Gibson also won the Best Director Award for this movie.

Unfortunately, he would no longer have anything to do with this movie. Adriaan did not intend to ask him to act in it or direct it. The reason was simple. This guy had a lot of scandals. Just the fact that he discriminated against Jews was enough for him to consider other people. Not to mention that Gibson was one of the few Republicans in Hollywood. Well, that was not the point. The point was that Zhang Heng did not like him.

However, it was not easy to find a suitable lead and director. After all, the Gibson in the movie had left a deep impression on him. So, having a good memory wasn't always a good thing. But it didn't matter. He had plenty of time. At most, he could just create a buzz for the script. The original novel would be published next year. He just had to … decide on the female lead first.

Sophie Marceau. Adriaan read the name in his heart. He had wanted to go to France for a long time. Unfortunately, he either did not have the time or did not have an excuse. Now that he had both, what was there to hesitate about? Since Monica Bellucci was already his, how could he let go of the "beloved of the French"?

Wait, I seem to be a little too greedy. Adriaan suddenly frowned slightly. He went through the things he had to do recently and had to admit that it was indeed a little greedy. Obviously, he had taken the "Miracle Director" title quite well.

So what? Adriaan shrugged. Greed was good, as long as you knew how to control it.



"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has landed at Los Angeles International Airport. The temperature outside is 59.23 degrees Fahrenheit and the plane is taxiing. For your safety and that of others, please do not stand up or open the luggage compartment. When the plane completely stops, please unfasten your seat belt, pack your belongings, and prepare to disembark … "

With the announcement on the plane, Kate Blanchett, who was sitting by the window, couldn't help but yawn. Looking at the sunny airport through the glass window, she could not help but sigh softly in her heart. I'm finally here.

Blanchett had been hesitating since she received Adriaan's invitation. Of course, she knew that a stage play was definitely not her final destination, but was it too early to act in a movie? Besides, she didn't know much about Adriaan, but he seemed to know her very well.

Since she couldn't make up her mind, she naturally consulted her parents and friends. At the same time, she also asked some people she knew about Adriaan. She knew nothing about him except that he was excellent and had the title of "Miracle Director".

Her parents naturally hoped that their daughter could stay in Australia for two more years, so they expressed their opposition in their words. But in the end, the choice was still in her daughter's hands. This was the opposite of the opinion of Blanchett's friends, especially a friend who had just returned from Hollywood. When he heard that Adriaan had invited Blanchett for an audition, his face was full of envy.

"God, I can't believe you're still hesitating. Do you know who is the most popular director in Hollywood in the past two years? Do you know who's the director who can produce three movies a year, win awards for all three of them, and get the male and female leads to win Oscars for each of them? "The other party had a look of exasperation on his face." If it were me, I would've agreed long ago. "

Fortunately, Blanchett had collected some information before. Otherwise, she might have been stunned by the other party's imposing manner. Even so, after saying "I'm thinking about it," she still hurriedly left the cafe where she was meeting with her friend. Her friend shouted at her back, "You must say yes, Kate. Trust me, you must say yes!"

As a result, the pedestrians on the street kept looking at her, which made Blanchett very embarrassed.

To be honest, she really didn't expect Adriaan's achievements to be so amazing. Before he started directing and producing movies in 1990, he had never touched the box office. The movies he directed had never lost money, including literary movies like Howard Manor. Most of the scripts that were written by him made money. He was also the youngest Palme d 'Or winner. Everyone admitted that if it weren't for him, Pacino and Thompson wouldn't have won the Oscars for Best Actor and Actress so easily.

These things were enough to dazzle Blanchett. Apart from these, she also learned from her cameraman friend some things that ordinary people didn't know from Campion. For example, he owned his own film company, was a director of a media company, and so on. It would be strange if she wasn't tempted.

Moreover, at this time, Adriaan called again and sincerely invited her. He also faxed her the script. Blanchett was very interested in the role, and the two of them talked about it in detail over the phone. Finally, they agreed. So, after spending Christmas and New Year's, Blanchett boarded a plane to Los Angeles in mid-January.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this plane has stopped at the covered bridge. Please disembark from the rear gate. Thank you! "

The voice on the radio sounded again. Blanchett, who had retracted her gaze, unbuckled her safety belt, removed her carry-on luggage, and disembarked the plane with the crowd. When she got her large luggage at the baggage carousel and came to the exit, she was shocked when she saw who was there to pick her up. "Eide?!"

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