Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 133 - 131 Observations on Set

When Wang Jian appeared on the set with Tom by his side,

the first thing that caught his eye was two blonde women.

However, compared to Catherine, Naomi was slightly slower to react.

Because she had been mingling in Los Angeles, she had been somewhat influenced by that place.

In Hollywood, apart from a few like Jackie Chan, the status of Asian actors was not high.

And people like representatives of the financiers and producers, the core members of the crew, were even less likely to be Asian.

However, although she had little contact with Wang Jian just like Naomi, Catherine showed no anomalies.

Because she had lived in New York for many years, in her mind, there were only rich people and poor people.

You must know the term "white trash" was coined by New Yorkers under the backdrop of racial segregation.

"Wang, welcome, welcome," Catherine proved with her actions that in her heart, this young Asian definitely counted as a respectable wealthy man.

"I’m somewhat sorry for disrupting your normal work due to the strong demands of the fans."

"As a producer, I must be the most unqualified one you’ve ever seen," Wang Jian said self-deprecatingly, "Alright, director Catherine, tell me what I should do."

"After consulting with Miss Sarah, I decided to let you play the heroine’s first love."

Catherine observed Wang Jian’s expression, and seeing no anomalies, she continued, "You just need to appear at the end, share a deep gaze with the heroine who escapes from prison, and then passionately kiss."

Sarah...

Wang Jian thought about what he once told her, just to write out his inner fantasies.

Heh,

she really does know how to add drama...

Hence, he turned helplessly toward the four main actors, "Then please, professional actors, take good care of me."

Miller and Jessica, who were still going to shoot under Wang Jian, naturally greeted him with smiles.

And Neil, who had mixed in Broadway for years, naturally knew how to handle people too.

Only Naomi Watts was still regretting her moment of hesitation.

"Nami, what’s wrong with being Asian? Americans don’t think highly of Australians either, and isn’t Nicole Kidman the best example?"

But when she looked up, she saw that Wang Jian had already walked into the makeup room, accompanied by several staff members.

"Naomi, remember to lead him since he’s not a professional actor," Catherine instructed.

"Okay, okay," Naomi watched as Wang Jian walked away, answering as she spoke.

Catherine gave her a look, shook her head, and said no more.

In the makeup room, Wang Jian was being applied hair gel by the makeup artist while he examined the clothes he was about to change into.

"Isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?"

Tom mockingly flipped through the script, "In the play, your identity is that of a bestselling author deeply in love with the heroine."

"Yes, in Miss Sarah’s heart, a bestselling author should look like this."

Listening to Tom’s teasing tone, Wang Jian extended a middle finger towards him.

Then, he helplessly picked up the clothes and began to change.

Moments later, when Wang Jian appeared on the set again to Tom’s sniggering,

what presented before everyone was no longer the young man in jeans and sneakers with a boy-next-door charm.

He was in a crisp tuxedo, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and more outrageously, he had a pocket watch pinned to his shirt pocket.

Wang Jian observed everyone, and only Catherine had a slightly unnatural expression.

While the other two men and two women all showed expressions of admiration.

"Does it look okay?" Wang Jian subconsciously stood up tall, "No, the aesthetic preferences of these two male actors are definitely not the same as normal men!"

At that moment, Catherine assigned an assistant director to explain the scene to Wang Jian.

As she directed the four lead actors to continue filming.

The scene mainly describes how the female lead escapes from the prison through a secret passage.

Naomi, wearing a tight pencil skirt and high heels, was seen running swiftly through a round tunnel.

Then, dressed in uniform, the Prison Warden Neil appeared before her.

"Do you really want to leave like this? Here we have fine champagne, caviar, everything you can’t have outside," he instantly assumed the overbearing CEO persona, "And me, the man who deeply loves you."

The female lead Naomi changed her weak image in the drama.

She took off her designer outfit and branded high heels and threw them at the Prison Warden.

"Take them back, take them all back!" the female lead hysterically shouted, "You love me, but I don’t love you at all."

Then, Vice Warden Miller appeared, interrupting their conversation.

"If you love her, you should set her free!"

The Prison Warden was furious and charged at the Vice Prison Warden, yelling, "You don’t understand what love is!"

As the Vice Warden grappled with the Prison Warden, he shouted to the female lead, "Run!"

Hesitant at first, the female lead then ran forward with a determined look.

After she had run a distance, Miller gave an evil smirk, "Do you think you can really defeat me?"

Under the astonished gaze of the Warden, the Vice Warden killed him cleanly like a spy from a 007 movie, and he also ran towards the direction of the female lead.

The Warden lay on the ground, his gaze blurred as he stared at the ceiling, muttering the name of the female lead.

A moment later, the female lead looked at Miller suspiciously as he approached her step by step.

"Let’s escape together from the prison, I’m confident I can steal you away from your boyfriend."

"But did you ask her if she wants to leave prison with you?"

Accompanied by a female voice, Jesitan, a lesbian, slowly emerged from the darkness.

"What, you’re not willing to give up either?" Miller asked, "Your strength is no match for mine."

"Don’t know until you try," Jesitan, the tough lesbian, pulled out an iron rod and swung it at Miller.

The female lead glanced at both sides, then abruptly turned and continued running.

"Hmm? How can you be so strong?" Miller was puzzled.

"Hehe, that’s something you’ll never understand."

In this manner, the two fought while watching the female protagonist run out of the tunnel and escape from prison.

By then, both were seriously injured.

"She’s already gone, you’ll never have her," the lesbian girl gasped, speaking to the Vice Warden.

Unexpectedly, Miller, who had collapsed on the ground, stood up again.

"Hehe, possession," he drew a cigarette and lit it, "is never the essence of love."

"I just wanted to use this method to make her hate us, and try hard to forget us."

"She deserves a better life."

The lesbian girl paused for quite a while, then muttered, "Yes, she deserves a better life."

By then, the female lead had already reached the rendezvous, looking around for her first love.

"Perfect!" Catherine shouted, "Now it’s your turn to make an entrance, Wang!"

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