Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 134 - 132: Experience

As a producer, it was Wang Jian’s first time watching the filming process. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Without any background music or post-production effects, watching two handsome men and beautiful women delivering their lines felt...indeed quite awkward.

However, thinking about the rising viewership of "Prison Break" and its effect on driving traffic to the website, Wang Jian took a deep breath.

Hadn’t Yang Zhiyuan, the founder of Yahoo, once stood on stage and sung "Beat It" off-key?

He glanced at Naomi Watts, the professional actress who was about to give him his first taste of acting in a drama.

It had to be said, Catherine, coming from an artistic background, was incredibly skilled at making actors look beautiful.

Naomi Watts’ wavy blonde hair was adorned with scattered twigs, black marks, and her pale face complimented each other, adding a touch of vulnerability to her beauty.

However, Wang Jian felt slightly uncomfortable because, in the previous scene, the female lead had angrily thrown her high-fashion clothes at the Prison Warden.

Hence, she was actually only wearing a set of red lingerie.

"Wang, stand beside the car and first show an anxious expression," Catherine instructed again. "Once you see Naomi, immediately switch to an ecstatic joy."

"The most crucial point is, during the kiss, you must convey the feeling of a long-awaited reunion and passion-filled confusion."

"Naomi, your steps should start slow, then gradually speed up, and finally, you should shed tears of joy."

God, ecstatic joy, passion-filled confusion...

Wang Jian inwardly ridiculed, raising his head to look at everyone on set.

The expressions of the others were quite normal, only Tom’s face twitched and his hands holding the script were trembling slightly.

Wang Jian punched Tom’s shoulder and then walked unflinchingly to the prop car.

Catherine checked the two actors about to perform and then nodded at the assistant director.

With a shout of "action," the camera moved along the track from a distance toward Wang Jian.

"Crap, they’re going for a close-up of my face now!"

He frowned, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and wiped them with a cloth.

Then, he pulled out a pocket watch from his shirt pocket and looked at it nervously.

At that moment, Naomi appeared before Wang Jian, staggering.

She first looked back, confusedly at the prison behind her, then with an unfocused gaze, she looked towards Wang Jian.

"Darling, is it really you?"

Wang Jian felt goosebumps all over, but he quickly showed a look of joy on his face.

"It’s me, I’m here!"

As he spoke, Naomi quickened her steps and rushed over.

But just as the two were about to embrace, they heard Catherine loudly shout, "Cut!"

Wang Jian quickly let go of her politely and looked towards the director.

"I’m sorry, Director. It’s my first time filming, and I’m a bit nervous. Was my acting not up to par?"

But unexpectedly, Catherine shook her head, looked at the monitor for a while, then looked at Wang Jian.

Then, she called the assistant director over to discuss something.

Soon, Catherine came over to Wang Jian. "Wang, standing like this makes you look more handsome on camera."

Hearing this, Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief; as long as it wasn’t a problem with his acting.

Soon, filming resumed.

After repeating the previous scene, Wang Jian and Naomi finally embraced each other.

Truth be told, holding a petite, semi-nude blonde beauty was indeed a pleasing sight.

Of course, this is without the passionate crowd of onlookers.

At this moment, Wang Jian could feel the warmth emanating from the woman in his arms, and he couldn’t help but slightly shift his body.

Feeling this subtle movement, Naomi glanced at Wang Jian with her pale blue eyes, a barely noticeable smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

The two looked at each other, their faces slowly drawing closer.

Wang Jian could even feel the heat of her breath.

Passionate kiss, passionate kiss... he silently repeated the phrase to himself.

But unexpectedly, Naomi took even more initiative.

She not only pressed close against Wang Jian suddenly but also switched to a French kiss.

"My dear, I’m in prison, thinking about you all the time, remembering our wonderful past."

"Uh," Wang Jian tasted the words in his mouth, and couldn’t help but marvel, "To be able to say lines like that? Is this what it means to be a professional actor?"

"But I really don’t have that skill!"

He exerted a bit of force, pushing her slightly away, "I feel the same!"

"I’ve bribed the border guards and bought a villa in Mexico." He took off his shirt and draped it over Naomi, who was only in her underwear.

"There, we will definitely have a new beginning."

But unexpectedly, Naomi, now clad in his shirt, looked up passionately, then squeezed directly into Wang Jian’s arms.

"Come on." Wang Jian quickly put his arms around her firmly, "Sis, don’t improvise like that! Even if you’re petite, you still weigh over 80 pounds..."

He subtly pushed Naomi towards the car, "Let’s go, let’s leave this sad place."

"Mm." Naomi responded sincerely, "Wherever we go, it’s enough as long as you’re there."

Wang Jian saw her leaning forward, trying to improvise again, and quickly retracted his body and hurriedly closed the car door on that side.

Then, he went over to the driver’s seat and mimed driving.

The camera moved away from Naomi’s passionate gaze.

Until the camera could cover both the car and the distant prison, Director Catherine finally shouted loudly, "Perfect!"

"Wang, your acting was very good."

While the others were still gathered around the monitor, watching the last shot, Naomi complimented Wang Jian.

As she spoke, she wiped the corner of her mouth with her finger.

Wang Jian, thinking about how she had improvised earlier, sincerely admired, "You have the potential to become a top Hollywood star."

Having said that, he didn’t wait for her response and went straight to the monitor.

"Director, was my performance okay?" Wang Jian, still experiencing the thrill of acting for the first time, asked Catherine.

"In our movie, the most important thing is that, no matter the situation, the actors must appear in their best form on camera."

"As for the acting, it’s actually fine as long as it’s passable." Catherine answered in a friendly manner.

"So, Mr. Wang, you didn’t slow down the crew, don’t be too concerned about the acting."

Uh...

So, after all this time, am I just a pretty face?

Wang Jian, who had previously thought of himself as dramatically talented, sat down feeling slightly depressed.

But then, Tom came over, sleazily asking, "Wang, what does it feel like to be intimate with a TV star?"

"Especially when she’s only in her underwear, throwing herself into your arms."

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