V1.C13

Another two days later, the shooting of "two big guns" was finally completed, which made the whole crew jubilant. For the second and third rate actors, it's a happy thing that they don't have to suffer from the "terrible" director any more. The staff who still have to follow are not so lucky. Although Adrian "kindly" gave them two days off, but

"Rest as much as you can, and the next time will be more urgent. I will drain every minute of your energy." Adrian announced that Dennis was also included.

"Even if you can't help your major, it shouldn't be difficult to provide services? I can't help it. I don't have enough budget and manpower. It's your business anyway. " Adrian said persuasively that Dennis, who had planned to have a good time in London for a few days, had to give up the idea.

Adrian didn't really want to be like this, but as he said to Dennis, there were not enough people. He had to do all the editing himself. In addition, the time is tight. It is less than a month before the deadline for the Venice Film Festival to sign up for the festival. So Dennis and a few staff members have to take care of all the details, so that they can seize every minute to edit.

"At this time the day after tomorrow, I will be working like crazy in my studio in London." After looking at the time, Adrian sighed, "take time to rest."

After counting his belongings, he went out of the room to the reception hall of the hotel, leaning against the door to see the scenery on the street. After about ten minutes, he looked at the time again, and then counted it in his mind. After counting to the 50th, the waiting people appeared at the stairway of the hotel.

"Hello, miss bechenza." Adrian waved.

"Hello, Mr. Cowell." Catherine, with her bag on her arm, said a little with a smile and no other expression.

"I thought you had gone back, and your mother called the day before yesterday to inquire. It seems to her that she will come if you don't go back. " Adrian said jokingly.

"She always does." Katherine grinned and shrugged, and then said, "to tell you the truth, if you didn't make it hard, maybe I would have gone back."

"Hey, we said it was even." Adrian reminds said, the appearance seems to be a little angry, Catherine can not help but laugh, waved her right hand: "good, even, don't mention."

"Are you busy going back? If you're not busy, how about a cup of black tea Adrian asked.

The expression of astonishment flashed on Catherine's face. After a few seconds of hesitation, she nodded: "that's good."

They chatted and walked around the street for several times, and finally found a small cafe with a good environment.

"Mr. Cowell, you haven't been around this town since you started?" After dismissing the waiter, Katherine asked curiously.

"Or ED, sir and miss, which are too long." Adrian said with a smile.

"Well, ED, you can call me Kate. My friends call me that." Catherine did not refuse.

"You've probably heard that I've been in a hurry to shoot for some reason. Besides, I have to write some short stories or outline scripts that I think of every day. Besides shooting, I basically never walk outside." Adrian explained.

"You know, ED, you're really a strange person. You're writing a novel while you're making a movie. You're not only great at writing, but you can also conceive of one in such a short time Interesting ideas. " There was a blush on Catherine's face.

"I've wasted so much time trying to catch up on everything," Adrian shrugged. "Besides, strangeness isn't a good word. I don't think I've had enough time with guys who dye their hair in black leather jackets and Harley around, or in plaid shirts and straw hats sitting around the corner looking at beautiful women's homes all day long We're on the same page. "

Katherine could not help laughing. "I didn't say that. You said it yourself."

Then she looked at Adrian with interest: "to be honest, you are very different today."

Since her grandmother died, she said, "I have to go back to London for two days, but I don't want to go back to work for another two days

"Is your grandmother English?" Catherine asked curiously.

"When I was a child, I used to commute between Los Angeles and London, and I was closest to her except my parents." Adrian nodded.

"No wonder your cockney accent is so good."

"If you want to hear it, I can speak a little bit of Oxford or Cornwall and so on."

The conversation box was opened. Although the topics of conversation were all trivial matters in life, and they said what they thought, they still talked eagerly. Drinking black tea, from time to time a few chuckles, the sun is rare from the thick clouds, through the window for this somewhat cold Cafe added a touch of warm color."So why do you have to attend the Venice Film Festival? There is more than one film festival in the world. You can go to other festivals after you have made it better Chatting and chatting, Catherine talked about the film.

"Because of time, I wasted a lot of time." Adrian sighed.

"A lot of time wasted?" Catherine did not understand.

"Yes..." Adrian lowered his eyelids and moved his fingers. "My parents died two years ago, in a plane crash."

Catherine gave a low cry.

"I'm sorry." She said so.

"Nothing. It's much better now. It's just..." Adrian looked out of the window, and the sunlight through the thick clouds brightened the street a lot. "I've been drinking for two years. I get up late every day. Then I go out and hang out. I go home in the early morning and go back to the empty house."

Catherine was silent, as if she had been recalled.

"I can understand," she said softly, "my father died when I was six years old, and he was a wonderful comedian who used to put me on his shoulders and take me to the set Even though it has been more than ten years, I still feel I also suffered from anorexia... "

At this point, Catherine suddenly waved her hand, frowned, and scratched a trace of impatience on her pretty face. She pulled out a cigarette in her satchel, put one in her mouth and flicked the lighter.

"It's not a good habit," Adrian said

"What are you doing?" Catherine looked at him in astonishment.

"Smoking is not good for you." Adrian said lightly.

"What I want to do is my business." Catherine was a little angry.

"The harm of women smoking is far greater than that of men, Kate. You are so beautiful. How can you let this beauty dissipate because of cigarettes?" Adrian didn't seem to realize that she was angry.

"I think it's my business whether or not to smoke, it's none of your business!" Katherine's tone was already irritated.

"Yes, I know, but, Kate, smoking doesn't stop you from thinking about your father, just like I have to face the facts when I wake up the next day, no matter how much I drink," Adrian said sincerely. He gently grasped Katherine's hand. "Otherwise, I don't think your father would like to see his daughter addicted to smoking."

His thumb moved slowly back and forth on the back of Catherine's hand.

Looking at Adrian, Catherine was silent again for a while, and finally got up and pulled her hand back. She picked up the cigarette on the table and played with it. Adrian didn't stop and didn't speak again.

"I think I should go." Said Catherine in a low voice.

"I'll take you out." Adrian nodded, checked out, drove her to the street and stopped a taxi for her.

"I smoked a lot for a while, and then I quit under the supervision of my mother and my stepfather, who said the same thing to me," Katherine said, looking at Adrian after opening the door, with an inexplicable light in her bright eyes. "Today is just a sudden You've got a chord in my heart Thank you, ed

"What I should do." Adrian smiles.

Watching her get in the car, watching her go away, Adrian didn't take his eyes off until the taxi disappeared at the end of the street. The progress is good. She is willing to listen to her persuasion. She is not angry with her impolite behavior, which shows that she has her own position in her heart. Besides

Adrian lowered his head and rubbed his fingers gently, as if he could feel the soft skin on the back of Catherine's hand. Generally speaking, if a woman doesn't resent a man touching the back of her hand, then most of them are already interested in men.

Women's hands are much more sensitive than men's, especially between thumb and index finger, where men can judge women's sense of themselves by touching it. Although Adrian is a little tricky, Catherine's reaction can fully explain everything.

"Well, let's finish the more important things first." Adrian, who watched his fingers mutter to himself, shrugged his shoulders, squeezed his fists, tidied up his clothes, and walked in the direction of the hotel.

After another night's rest, Adrian took the team back to London. Because of the budget, the rented studio is messy and small, but he doesn't care.

"We are here to work, not to enjoy. Even if the environment is worse than this, we have to continue to work and not fall on the road to victory." In the seemingly cluttered editing room, Adrian is so encouraging.

It's not that he doesn't have the money to rent a better studio. Wilson's lawyer has just left London, and the two scripts have been negotiated with universal. Even one tenth of them is enough. But Adrian didn't, everything went according to plan, and even when he returned to London, he stayed in a small hotel with his staff.

The cost of $200000 has exceeded the cost of "two big guns" in my memory. Is there any additional investment? It's not a good habit. Just as he had thought, how can we make movies if we have to overspend? Guy Ritchie can edit this movie in a small studio, why not himself!(in other words, your guess is too accurate. You specially translated the last name and first name...)

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