"It's time to get up, Eide." A familiar voice rang in his ears. Adriaan yawned and opened his eyes. Then, a seductive cleavage appeared in front of him.
He was stunned for a few seconds before he raised his head to look at Allie Lander, who had her hands on her thighs and was bent over at a 90-degree angle. "Are we almost there?"
"Captain Winters asked me to inform you that we'll arrive in New Zealand in half an hour." Allie smiled charmingly and straightened her body. Although the temptation disappeared immediately, the blue flight attendant uniform accentuated her figure perfectly. Unfortunately, her breasts were still a little small. Although the cleavage just now was seductive, it was still slightly lacking.
"Okay, I'll be up in a minute." Adriaan yawned again and then pressed his hand on Allie's thigh. Then, he moved his hand upward and went under her skirt.
The lady moaned, but immediately pressed his hand down. "Not now, Eide. You just tortured me a few hours ago."
Adriaan laughed and bounced off the bed. After putting on his trousers, he pinched Allie's cheek. "I'll be out in a minute. Prepare some snacks for me, okay?"
"Happy to serve you." Allie kissed him on the cheek and then swayed her body out of the bedroom.
Looking at her swaying butt, Adriaan whistled softly. Only then did he enter the bathroom to freshen up. When he wiped his face with a towel and cold water, he could not help but yawn again. He could not help but shake his head. First, he had to return to Los Angeles from New Zealand, then from Los Angeles to New York and London, and then back to New Zealand. Just the jet lag alone was troublesome enough, not to mention that he had to deal with all sorts of things and flirt with women. No matter how energetic he was, he would still feel tired.
"I have to get Grant to customize a new exercise plan for me based on my current situation. Krupa also needs to design a new diet," Adriaan said as he put on his clothes in front of the mirror and let out a long breath.
Rubbing his fingers together, he seemed to still be reminiscing about Allie's plump thighs, but more than that, he was thinking about the soft and hard buds of a certain extreme girl. Adrian felt satisfied whenever he thought about how Kyla almost had an orgasm in his arms because of the way he rubbed her chest. The taste of a girl was indeed very attractive.
Of course, he had to prove it to her. In that case, with Kyla's sensitive and extreme personality, if he had rejected her, she would definitely have turned hostile. Even if it was Kyla who took the initiative to put his hand on her chest, Adrian would still have to take full responsibility. That was how British law worked, so he had to choose the lesser of two evils.
However, although he pulled Kyla into his arms and played with her breasts with his fingers, he did not do anything else. He did not even kiss her. As mentioned before, because of what happened to Kyla when she was young, she had a big problem with her personality. Even though she had changed under Adriaan's influence, her breasts were now aggravated again.
There was no woman who did not want to have a good body. Although Kyla did not seem to care about it in his previous life, if that was really the case, she would not always do weird things or make shocking statements to show that she was unique and divert people's attention. No matter who it was, they would not be able to tolerate their flaws being stared at for a long time.
The whole thing was actually similar to what Adriaan had expected. When the young, inexperienced girl fell into his arms, she told him the story intermittently. It was very simple. When she tried to go on a date with a male classmate, the other party laughed at her average breasts. It was indeed a very strange thing. Most girls at her age would have two small bumps, but Kyla did not have any, and her bra size was not even A. Although her mother's curves were not great, it was not to the extent that she did not have any curves at all. However, with some gender-neutral clothing, she looked more like a handsome boy from afar.
If it was any other girl, she would at most walk away with a straight face. Maybe she would blacklist her in her heart, but after a long time, she would completely forget about it. However, Kyla had been laughed at by other children because of her dyslexia since she was young. Children did not know what to say and what not to say, so she had suffered many setbacks. She became especially sensitive and wanted to be recognized by others. Naturally, she hated her flat chest, but could not forget it.
Although Kyla's parents loved her very much, they could not help much. They could only comfort and guide her slowly. Moreover, children at this age would more or less start to become rebellious and start to deny their parents. At this time, she needed someone who was not as close to her as her parents, but could still talk to her, to mediate. In the end, it was Adriaan who took advantage of it.
That afternoon, the girl's body kept moving along with the fingers under her clothes. Her low moans of ecstasy were faintly discernible, making one's heart sway. However, it was also because of Kyla's impulsive and extreme personality that made Adriaan stop. She could ask Adriaan to prove himself to her out of impulse, but she could also feel regret and embarrassment after calming down. If he did too much, God knows if Kyla would feel that he was taking advantage of him and do something extreme.
Although Lorita was delicious, it had to be done naturally before he could fully taste it. The impulsive Kyla was obviously still quite far from that stage. Reality proved that his decision was correct. Although Kyla was a little timid when she left, there was a tinge of shyness on her face, which made her look rather pretty.
"Take it slowly, although this is a little unexpected," Adriaan said.
After the plane arrived at Queens Town, Adriaan rested for a while before rushing to the set. He was not going to the headquarters in Queens Town, but to the other teams. Just like the previous time, when Adriaan left, he asked his assistants to shoot the scenes that did not necessarily require him to be in charge. Although he did not use much the previous time, he did not really have too many requirements. As long as the shooting was consistent with the previous time, it would be acceptable.
However, although the idea was good, it was not so easy to execute. The temperature in the southern hemisphere was dropping continuously, which had a great impact on outdoor shooting. Therefore, the passing rate of the scenes shot by the different teams was also not uniform. One team reached 42%, while another team only reached 24%. However, there was still a surprise. The fourth team, which was shot in the depths of Dongariro National Park, had a passing rate of more than 80% when the helicopter arrived late and they had to camp outside!
"Well done, Demian, you have given me a great surprise." After watching the shooting of the scenes, Adriaan patted Demian Byrne, the head of the fourth team, on the shoulder and praised him loudly.
"This …" Byrne scratched his head. "It's like this, Mr. Adriaan. I'm not completely responsible for these filming. I think the key to getting your approval is the help of another person."
"Oh?" Adriaan raised his eyebrows in surprise. "A person's help?"
"Yes, a local," Byrne replied as he walked to the exit of the tent and shouted, "Cookie? Cookie! Call Peter over, hurry up! "
Then he walked back and continued to explain, "A New Zealand director. He likes the novel 'Lord of the Rings' very much, so after hearing about our situation, he recommended himself to the crew to help. He has a very thorough understanding of the novel. It didn't take long for him to master the script, and he often says that this is the 'Lord of the Rings' movie he wants. He is a very interesting person. "
"Really? I can't wait to meet him. " Adriaan narrowed his eyes. A New Zealand director likes the novel 'Lord of the Rings' very much, and he can master the script very easily. Why does it sound like …
"Mr. Demian, what can I do for you?" Following the voice, a fat man with messy hair, round glasses, and a large beard walked into the tent.
"Of course." Byrne was very happy to introduce him. "Mr. Adriaan, this is Peter, Peter Jackson, a very good New Zealand director."
Before Adriaan could finish, the fat man in front of him had already stretched out his hand to Adriaan. Of course, he did not forget to wipe his hand on his clothes. He then said in an excited tone, "It's my honor to meet you, Mr. Adriaan. I like your movie very much, and I'm very happy that you chose to come to New Zealand to film 'Lord of the Rings'."
"Thank you. Have we met before?" Although he had already confirmed who the guy in front of him was, Adriaan still had to pretend to be confused.
"Well, I don't think so." Jackson smiled, his face full of modesty.
"No, no, no. I remember some time ago, probably at the end of last year, when I was chatting with a few producers at a cocktail party, they mentioned a very interesting movie about a murderer who wants to continue killing after his death. It seems that the name of the director from New Zealand is this name." Adriaan had a look of reminiscence on his face.
"Re-really?" Jackson's eyes widened.
"Of course, my memory is rarely wrong. I still remember that the movie was called 'Spectre of Horror'." Adriaan looked at him with a smile. "I believe there shouldn't be too many New Zealand directors called Peter Jackson."
"Yes … yes, Mr. Adriaan. That movie was indeed directed by me." Jackson's tone became more enthusiastic. "I'm really flattered."
"It's nothing. Although they said that the movie is very innovative, I haven't seen it yet." Adriaan smiled meaningfully. Jackson suddenly became embarrassed and embarrassed.
When a person says to you, "I like your movie very much," if he has something to ask of you, then you don't have to take it seriously. Generally speaking, it's just to get close to you and build a relationship. Adriaan had heard such words too many times. It was easy for him to tell whether the other party was sincere or not. However, he didn't intend to be too calculative. This warning was enough. He was interested in something else.
"But I will watch it soon, because." Adriaan pointed to the images on the equipment in the tent. "I am very satisfied with these scenes."
"Do you really like it? Do you think this is in line with what the novel is trying to express? " Jackson asked again and again. After getting an affirmative answer from Adriaan, he immediately jumped up and cheered.
"Has he always been like this?" Adriaan couldn't help but ask Byrne in a low voice.
"Well … occasionally, but this is the first time," Byrne replied after thinking for a while.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Adriaan. I just … I'm just a little excited." Peter Jackson quickly realized that he had lost his composure. He quickly stopped and scratched his hairy head in embarrassment. "I've loved 'The Lord of the Rings' trilogy since I was a child. After I became a director, I also wanted to make a movie out of it. Now that my dream has finally come true and I've gotten your approval, it's inevitable that …"
He made a few hand gestures and awkwardly stopped talking.
"It's okay, I understand how you feel. Don't worry, I still need to rest for two days. We have enough time to discuss." Adriaan smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
In the next two days, Adriaan quickly figured out the whole story. Simply put, after the production of "Spectre of Horror" was approved by Hollywood, Peter Jackson began to have ideas about "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy. Unfortunately, the copyright in Saul Saz's hands had been taken away by Adriaan long before this. Although he was still a little unwilling to give up, he could only give up after asking around and confirming that Miracle Director would not give it up.
Although the news that Miracle Director had begun to produce "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy from "Vanity Fair" had aroused his interest, Jackson could only sigh in regret. The turning point was in the middle of last month, when he returned to New Zealand for a vacation after finishing a low-budget movie. When Jackson was planning "The Lord of the Rings" in his head, he often used the scenic spots in his hometown as a blueprint, so he would occasionally go to those places for sightseeing. This time, he found a crew stationed at a certain scenic spot.
Although the crew's answer to Jackson's question was vague, they had been in Queenstown for almost two months, and the local residents basically knew what they were filming. Combined with the report from "Vanity Fair," although it did not state where Miracle Director was filming "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy, Jackson could still conclude that it was this crew. This made his heart suddenly burn.
This was filming in New Zealand! They were filming "The Lord of the Rings"! This was exactly the same as what he was thinking! If he did not participate in it, if he missed it, this regret might accompany him for the rest of his life! Peter Jackson really loved Tolkien's novels, and it did not take long for him to make a decision.
However, although he had some fame in Hollywood, he was just an independent filmmaker, and the several people in charge of "The Lord of the Rings" had produced many movies with Adriaan. Why would they care about such a small director? After being rejected, Jackson was neither angry nor discouraged. He shamelessly made full use of his pestering skills, and finally managed to get a simple position in the crew. Occasionally, he had to make a guest appearance as an extra.
Even so, Jackson did not complain. He worked hard and seized the opportunity to communicate with the people in the crew, especially after he saw the script. He felt that it was very much to his taste, and this strengthened his confidence. Finally, after Adriaan left again to continue with the previous filming, he managed to win over Byrne's team. Among the several teams, he had the best relationship with Byrne. Even so, it took a lot of effort to convince Byrne to shoot according to his ideas.
Jackson was gambling. If Adriaan did not like what he was filming, he could only leave. Fortunately, he won the gamble. Of course, Jackson would never know what the main reason for his victory was.
"I have to say, Peter, you are a very persevering person." After listening to Jackson's story in a café in Queenstown, Adriaan said this sincerely to him.
Just because of his passion for novels, he did not hesitate to throw himself into it, and he did not hesitate to start from the bottom. This guy was worthy of admiration. For a moment, Adrian even felt a little ashamed, but it only lasted for a few seconds, and he threw the shame to the back of his mind.
"Thank you, Eide. I like Tolkien's novels very much, and I also like your script very much. Many parts of it resonated with me. Moreover, this is being filmed in my hometown. More than once, I have imagined the scenery of New Zealand and the description of" The Lord of the Rings "in my mind, so I do not want to have any regrets." Although Jackson used the name "Eide," his tone was still respectful.
"I am very satisfied with the scenes you filmed." Adriaan nodded. "So I have a task for you. You know, in addition to the main crew that I am personally in charge of, there are also a few teams that will go out to shoot the outdoor scenes. When I have to leave, they will be responsible for most of the scenes. According to the plan, I will start the official filming of the battle of Helm's Deep and the plot of Rohan in the middle of the month. So I want you to lead a team to shoot the outdoor scenes of Rohan and Helm's Deep. What do you think? "
"You mean … you mean I will be in charge of it alone?!" Jackson's eyes lit up.
"Of course." Adriaan spread out his hands. "The scenes you and Byrne did were very good. I can see that you have a deep understanding of the novel and the script. So why can't you lead a team alone?"
Then he reached out and patted Jackson's shoulder. "I believe you will not let me down, Peter."
"I will not let you down, Eide, I promise," Jackson said firmly.
Adriaan nodded in satisfaction. Since there was such a good labor force in front of him, how could he not squeeze the best out of him? Of course, he would not let Jackson suffer any losses. Those honors that were destined to be lost were not better than nothing. In Zhang Heng's previous life, the harshest comment about Jackson was that he could not make a movie without CG effects.
Looking at Jackson's works before Lord of the Rings, although they also had a lot of special effects, the story was still quite good. For example, Creepy Spectre. The plot was separated layer by layer, and from time to time, it was both hot-blooded and humorous.
But after Lord of the Rings, although the other works were also good, the large CG effects took up too much space in the movie. They completely overshadowed the main character. No wonder they were criticized so much.
Therefore, Jackson should practice a few more times, instead of reaching the top in one step. Besides, even if the original trilogy was gone, there was still The Silmarillion and The Hobbit.
