“1,2,3!”

On the set of the Blade Warrior, he jumped away from the platform at a height of about 1.5 meters, accurately swept the chest of an action substitute with his right foot, and then landed happily at a speed that violated physical common sense and looked straight into the camera.

"Card!" co-director Zach Snyder called a stop and discussed with other creators around the monitor.

"The side kick is not beautiful enough. The legs should be stretched straighter and the movements are sharper." The movement guide will find fault.

"Well, okay, aplus! Another one!" Zach shouted to Song Ya.

"I'm still here? I feel a little uncomfortable and my muscles hurt." Song Ya touched the back of her thigh and complained, "Let's talk about it in the afternoon, you can take pictures of the others first."

"Is that so? OK... OK, then I'll adjust the number of scenes and shoot yours in the afternoon. Do you need to see a doctor aplus?" Zach asked.

"No, just a cold compress of ice."

After the martial artists helped take off their windbreakers, there was a hole behind them for the Wiya steel cable to pass through. They just "flying" just now, all the people were pulling them on the other end. They untied the device that helped the steel cable and the body, and Song Ya was finally able to breathe heavily.

But when walking, as soon as you step on the ground, the place where you were strained just now will hurt even more. "Uh, Zach, let the doctor come over and take a look. Mawota, help me..."

He frowned and patiently, put his hand on Mawota's shoulder to leverage his strength, and limped towards the dressing room, "Halley? Have you finished the publicity of the highest crisis?"

The other arm was also raised, and then a short black hair appeared in her sight. It was Halle Berry. She put her arm on her shoulders and silently supported her waist with Mawota.

"Yes, the global box office is over 100 million, which is about twice the production cost..."

Steve Sieger's voice came from behind, "We tried our best anyway, it's so damn, I'm not even the male lead."

He did try his best. The film was promoted and released in the later stages, and only his kung fu gimmicks were left with selling points. "Haha, that's it, Steve." Song Ya didn't expect that he would come to visit his class, and the intimacy seemed to be a little beyond the relationship between the two parties, so she smiled unrestrainedly.

"The martial artists of your crew don't seem to be very professional. They are not the mainstream martial arts in Xiangjiang, aren't they?"

"Well, it's basically introduced by Bruce Lee's daughter." It seems that it's a bit bad. Song Ya, who was injured, is also a little unhappy, "I will definitely change people when I wait for the sequel."

Song Ya took off her leather pants and lay down, chatting with Steve Sieg, watching Old Mike apply an ice pack for him. "Hiss..." After being iced for a while, the pain immediately became much lighter.

"When I can trust me, I'll call you, I'll find the best one, I have some friends in Hong Kong." Steve Sieger boasted about himself, and then he talked about martial arts, new projects and even missionary things.

"I remember he was Orwitz's bodyguard?"

Song Ya patiently asked Harley.

"Who knows, it's so embarrassing. I found an excuse to get rid of the crew, but I didn't expect to meet him at the door of your set again." Harley replied.

No wonder I changed my extroverted personality just now and said nothing, "Don't care about him." I hugged Harley in my arms, "So you're going to join the group soon, right?"

"Yes, your action scenes are all my literary scenes." Harley carried a bag larger than a shopping bag this time. She took out the shooting plan and asked, "Why are the parts of our acting arranged after June?"

"I want to go back to Chicago for the exam, and my graduation thesis..." Song Ya said to the pile of books in front of the dressing table, "During this time, the crew will finish all the shots that I don't appear on the camera."

"Your aplus is really there. I'm here, but you ran away? Speaking of which, we are still boyfriend and girlfriend." Harley pretended to be angry. As for the male and female protagonists, the two of them did get together in the end.

“I’m very busy…”

"Halley, your stylist is looking for you, it's time to take a makeup shot." Taraji came over and shouted.

"Okay." Harley stood up, took out a newspaper from her bag, "Look at this." Then she followed Taraji out.

"The new Oscar best screenwriter was arrested for lying to the publisher that he had received autobiography from Johnny Carson."

The article introduces the life of Kuness and some public news after Johnny Carson called the police, and dug up some of the deeds of Kuness trying to sell the privacy of the wheat field watcher author Salinger to the tabloid in 1982, and was accused and lost by Salinger.

‘This genius screenwriter remained unchanged. After winning the Oscar, he extended his claws to Johnny Carson.’

‘The Oscar Organizing Committee said that this did not affect his contribution to the cat and mouse game script, and he had no intention of reclaiming the Little Golden Man of Kunes…’

The text in the paragraph is probably like this. Everything was done by the habitual fraudster of Kuness, but he did not take away the last pair of underwear from the screenwriter's ability, nor did he mention the suspicion of the award. He never even had his own name. The storm melted silently like ice and snow.

"Haha, this is the reason why a good fighter is not very good."

If you spend five million, the purpose is to prevent the splash from splashing. What is this? The control of the billionaire? Song Ya is happy.

"Um?"

He accidentally saw the title of an article in the financial section, "Sun acquires Apple?" and there was a big question mark afterwards.

I quickly looked carefully and the reporter who wrote the article revealed that Sun had contacted Apple in January for a purchase, and the offer was nearly 4 billion yuan, but was rejected by Apple.

It's fucking, it turns out that when I suggested to Jim Gillak that Netscape and Sun were allied with Apple, they were already doing it and had a bigger game.

Sun's operating system just fills up Apple's shortcomings, and Apple can also fill the gap in Sun's personal computer business. In addition, Netscape's market share exceeds 90% of the browser software, this combination is currently invincible! Apple actually refuses? That's not to blame their stock prices for the time being fluctuated around 90 cents.

Speaking of which, I spent more than 12 million yuan in the open market, owning 0.2% of Apple's shares at a cost of 30 cents per share, and I can also be considered a small shareholder who is unlucky with me.

He decided to call Jim Clark again.

"Acquiring Apple? It seems that this is true. I don't know the specific idea of ​​Sun."

Jim Clark should be pretending to be stupid, "Don't care about them, have you read the news? We have established a joint venture with General Electric for strategic and in-depth cooperation. The capital market has received a good response. Don't sell aplus randomly."

I believe you, after Netjing's stock price exceeds 150 yuan, a major good news will pop up every once in a while, but the stock price has not risen. Why? Not only him, but now even technical backbones such as Mark Anderson are slowly selling their shares. It seems that this price is their psychological price.

You can't sell me? Song Ya plans to find an opportunity to sell him 0.5%, but according to the supplementary agreement signed by him, you must notify the Netjing board of directors in advance and you can only find an institutional buyer.

Anyway, Jim Clark kept everything from himself and did it as he said he could call O'Grady again.

“hi…”

Harley appeared at the door again, wearing a shawl-haired hoodie, glasses for pretending, and... the old-fashioned shirt and jacket that female scientists can wear, so she can wear it with her figure and appearance.

"I want to have a good chat with screenwriter David Goye when filming the sequel..."

It fits her character in the play, but Song Ya just wants to complain now, "set everything in the play is very worn, bloody, and gray."

"A vampire hunter walking in the dark."

Harley has no professional quality and obviously has a very good understanding of the tone of the script. "I like this character very much, aplus." She twisted her waist and walked up gracefully, "Finally, there is a high-IQ character who only uses the previous play and does not sell her lust."

"You're thinking too much."

There is no large plot space for actresses to establish a stable high IQ character in superhero movies. Even the doctoral role of Liang Tang, the Australian wife in Batman's return, is often posing in front of the camera, "We're filming an R-level film." Song Ya smiled.

"I have to thank you anyway. I have given me the highest salary since my debut." Harley was so good, never pretended to be artificial, and immediately bowed her head and thanked her.

This is fucking thanks!

Treasure!

baby!

that means what you are

That means

honey you're my golden star

You are the brightest star in my sky

i know you  make my wish ce true

Dream come true

If you let me treasure you

Let me cherish you forever

If you let me treasure you

Until forever

It's so good, and there's also a song of apocalypse. Finally, it's not those inexplicable movie clips. Song Ya raised her head and thought about life for a while, and suddenly had a plan and got up the phone and called Amy.

“no!”

He covered the microphone with his hands and smiled for a while, and then Amy said he refused and hung up the phone.

“no!”

He called Xue Linfen again, and the reaction was exactly the same.

"Really!"

He put down the phone in disappointment. No, absolutely not. With Harley here, he had to relax today. He just spent five million for a mess! He was injured in filming...
Chapter completed!