Dominating Hollywood: Starting with Scarlett

Chapter 192 Ambiguity in the air
Rachel and Bond returned home under the escort of Tom.

When Tom came back, he still had their passports in his hand.

This is a necessary precaution, otherwise it would be normal for the two people to run away directly.

However, after the two parties cooperate once and get a lot of compensation, they will probably feel at ease working for Tang De.

After settling this matter, Tang De returned to the crew.

At this time, "Memoirs of a Geisha" has already progressed to Zhang Ziyi's scene. After filming her submissive scene, she is about to film the crazy dance in the snow that made her famous in the movie.

She has been practicing for a long time for today, and she even keeps practicing when she returns to her room every night.

So when she stood on the stage, she stretched her figure and flicked her sleeves, which made everyone's eyes brighten.

But even though everyone showed their appreciation for this, Zhang Ziyi herself was always worried. She glanced in the direction of Tang De, and her heart immediately beat when she found that his face was expressionless.

The reprimands over the past few months have caused her to lose a lot of confidence. After every performance, she would try to judge whether it was good or bad by Tang De's expression.

"Boom, boom boom!"

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Ziyi danced again.

This was different from the previous silence, and the entire crew fell silent.

This time, she didn't speak and stood on the stage with a serious and solemn expression.

Slowly, the drum beat became stronger and stronger, and Zhang Ziyi's dance also reached its climax.

Then, as the music stopped suddenly, she froze on the stage like a wood sculpture.

"Boom!"

"Why?" Although this was the first time Rob heard this interpretation, he felt that it was indeed similar to the geisha in the script.

"Because they can't change their tragic fate, and they can't change the fact that their wealth and life must be entrusted to their sponsors. They can only vent all their strength on other people or themselves. The more demanding they are on details, the more It represents their powerlessness.”

Tang De watched Zhang Ziyi finish dancing to a song, picked up the speaker and shouted expressionlessly: "Take a break for fifteen minutes, do it again, Zhang, you made three mistakes. Dance teacher, correct it."

"But she plays a professional geisha, Rob." Tang De retorted: "Who do you think the geisha in this movie is?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Ziyi, which made her pressure increase sharply, and she felt that the spring in her heart was about to be crushed.

This dance, in the snow, is like
Rob's face was filled with admiration: "It's so beautiful, Don. I think the first time is enough."

"It's not enough. She has a small step, and her clothes are not fully stretched. There is still a lot to be done." Tang De showed no mercy.

"Hey, Tang, why do I feel that you have been targeting her?" Rob frowned: "I think this is good, she is just an actor, not a professional geisha."

At the same time, after the accompaniment sounded, she jumped up with all her strength, not daring to conserve any strength.

But Tang De still gave a disapproving comment and told Zhang Ziyi to shoot again in 30 minutes.

It was the same now. After seeing Tang De's face, she immediately became nervous and held her breath, not daring to look at other people's expressions.

Tang De sat in front of the monitor, tapping his knees, waiting for the music.

"Or what do you think the character of the island nation is?"

She danced too hard and was so stunning that the audience was stunned and felt as if they were in a real island country watching top geisha dance.

The dance is over.

The audience in the audience and the staff behind the monitors are also constantly dancing and moving the camera.

After saying that, she turned around and went into the dance studio and didn't come out until thirty minutes later.

"Ok."

"So she has to meet this standard, no matter it is any actor, except Zunlong."

Tang De shook his head: "This is a group of people who have no way to change their destiny and can only get involved. They pay more attention to details and rituals than anyone else, and they are also crazier than anyone else."

"Because he is a capitalist, he is freer."

"Wow!" The moment the music started playing, Zhang Ziyi's figure moved, stretching like a picture scroll.

Every move she makes is like a god or a demon. It is completely different from ordinary dance, but has a kind of crazy beauty.

Zhang Ziyi stared at Tang De's back and bit her lip, feeling a little aggrieved, but she still forced herself to correct her dance.

If we don't talk about it at all like now, it seems that the problem is very serious.

Zhang Ziyi reluctantly nodded and said with a smile: "I'll do it again."

Then the snowflakes fell and her dance quickly unfolded in the artificial snowscape.

As the drumbeat speeds up, Zhang Ziyi's dance moves become more and more crazy, stretching out her hands, kicking her legs, turning around, and lowering her waist like a real madman in the snow.

Rob bit his lip as he watched, because from the dance in front of him, he felt a kind of vitality, which was a resolute force, as if every movement was burning himself.

Although everyone often hoped that Tang De would not be so venomous, being so uncharacteristically quiet made people feel even more uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was in bad condition, Gong Li and Michelle Yeoh came on stage and said a few words to Zhang Ziyi to comfort her.

During the whole process, Tang De did not reprimand her or speak to her.

At least after you get rid of the harsh words, you can still know where your problems lie and just improve them.

"Boom boom boom!"

The audience looked at this scene in amazement and applauded wildly after coming to their senses.

Zhang Ziyi gasped and raised her body. Without anyone having to say anything, she bowed down to everyone and returned the favor just like a real geisha.

And when her eyes glanced at Tang De subconsciously, she found that he was actually applauding!
Zhang Ziyi opened her mouth, very surprised.

After rubbing his eyes, he realized that he had read it correctly. Tang De was indeed applauding with a smile on his face.

For a moment, she felt her confidence returned again, the expression on her face became reserved, and the smile finally matched Michelle Yeoh's performance.

"It seems that our little Chiyo has grown up." Michelle Yeoh and Gong Li beside her sighed.

"Yeah, now she looks more like a gorgeous geisha."

Gong Li nodded and looked at Tang De. It was obvious that everything the director had done before was in preparation for today.

First, let Zhang Ziyi continue to accept belittlement and give her affirmation when she is in the most difficult time. This rebound in self-confidence will allow her to quickly find that feeling of arrogance.

This is a geisha, and on the stage, she is a well-deserved queen.

Only with this momentum can she make everyone obsessed.

In subsequent scenes, Zhang Ziyi also proved this with her increasingly proficient acting skills.

She finally caught the character's transformation.

Half a month later, the movie progressed to the post-World War II stage.

The crew began to modify the scenes again, and Tang De finally took a break from directing work and returned home.

But when he got home, he received a call from Scarlett.

"Mr. Grand Knight is really busy..." Tang De knew he was angry as soon as he heard her tone.

But that's right. After being tricked at the award ceremony last time, he didn't take the initiative to look for Scarlett where she was.

So it's normal for her to complain about herself.

"Sorry, Miss Saint, you know, Mr. Steven asked me to direct the movie."

"Yes, it seems that the actress in this movie must be very good-looking, otherwise Mr. Knight would not be so nostalgic for the crew."

"Compared to you, they are nothing." Tang De paused for a moment and continued to ask: "Has your movie been finished?"

Since winning the award for "Lost in Translation", her career as an actress has become much smoother.

He was spotted by Woody Allen and starred in several movies.

Last year she starred in "Match Point" and this year she is filming "Scoop".

"The filming is finished and has entered the advanced stage." "I see, no wonder you called me now. It seems that Miss Saint's co-star on the crew should also be very handsome."

"Are you jealous?"

Tang De raised the corner of his mouth: "No, not at all, so what are their names? I plan not to use them in future movies."

"Hahaha, Tang, you still said you don't have any." Interrupted by Tang De's teasing, Scarlett also forgot about the accusation just now.

"So where were you? I missed you."

"Where am I? How about you guess?" Scarlett seemed to want to play her guessing game again.

"Okay, you can send the photo."

"You are so confident."

"Because I haven't lost yet."

"Then it seems I can't be merciful."

After Scarlett hung up the phone, she sent a few photos.

In the first photo, she is leaning against the window, wearing silk lace pajamas, her chest is white, seductive and charming.

In the second photo, she took a street scene with spiers everywhere and a dome building in the distance, so the details couldn't be clearly seen.

The third photo shows her lying on the bed, seemingly taken under her clothes. The flesh-colored walls are round and make people swallow their saliva.

Tang De looked at several photos carefully and roughly judged that Scarlett should be in London.

Because the movie "Scoop" was filmed in London, and the dome building in the second photo looks very much like St. Paul's Cathedral.

Combined with the scenery outside the first window, Tang De felt that they were inseparable.

So he sent a text message: "Very good, Miss Saint, you have been locked by me."

"Really!! Did you really find me?" Scarlett sounded surprised and felt that Tang De was deceiving her.

They have already left the United States, how could they be recognized so easily in this environment.

"London, St. Paul, need I go on?"

"FXXK, you won again, Mr. Knight, so do you want to come and collect your reward?"

"Wait for me, I'll be there in the evening."

"Are you serious?" Scarlett was just teasing Tang De, but she didn't expect that he would come to find her across the country.

"Yes, I've called the airline."

Of course Tang De was not joking. To deal with a woman like Scarlett, you must constantly convince her.

Either way.

As for the airline, he is now a distinguished senior member. After all, he will have to fly everywhere in the future.

"...Well, you are in a hurry, Mr. Knight."

"No, you called me by the wrong name."

"what?"

"You promised yourself."

"Okay, Master..."

In the early morning of that night, Tang De rushed to London and met Scarlett in the hotel.

The two hugged each other as soon as they met, and fell directly on the bed without caring about anything else.

Tang De tore her stockings and tied her hands together with black cloth.

Scarlett looked up at Tang De with a smile, her cheeks were red as if she was drunk: "So, Master, do you want to educate me today?"

"That's right, educate you." Tang De slapped him down.

"Snapped!!"

Suddenly a wave spread to my waist.

"Well..." Scarlett gritted her teeth.

"You're quite tenacious." Tang De pulled off his tie: "Then let me educate you, Miss Saint."

This impressive education lasted a long time.

And it continued for the next three days as well.

After Scarlett finally couldn't bear to admit defeat, Donde left London with the loot.

On the plane, Tang De sat in the first class cabin, overlooking the clouds through the window.

Surrounded by beautiful stewardesses, they were wearing flesh-colored stockings and light green uniforms, walking beside the passengers with bright smiles.

"Do you need a blanket?"

Tang De was looking at the cloud scenery outside the window when a flight attendant's voice suddenly sounded next to him.

He turned around and saw that she was a brown-haired girl. She had a very soft appearance, with deep eye sockets and a high nose. She looked like a mixed race.

"Need, thank you."

"You're welcome."

The brown-haired stewardess thoughtfully placed the blanket on Tang De, then bent down and leaned over to help Tang De adjust the window.

Tang De did not avoid it, so her hair passed Tang De's cheek, and a faint orange smell immediately filled the tip of his nose.

Looking at her concave and convex figure close at hand and the flesh color exposed in the gaps in her clothes, Tang De raised his eyebrows.

"How long do you want to sleep for?" After closing the window, the brown-haired girl squatted beside Tang De's legs. Her upper body was very close, so Tang De could feel the heavy and subtle touch.

"About an hour and a half."

"Well, okay, I'll call you when the time comes." The brown-haired girl smiled sweetly, then swayed back to the workroom.

Tang De stopped paying attention to her, closed his eyes, and quickly fell into sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt someone touching him gently.

"Sir, it's time."

Tang De opened his eyes slightly and saw the brown-haired girl kneeling between his legs, touching his legs, trying to wake him up gently.

"Thank you." Seeing him rubbing his temples, the brown-haired girl immediately reached out to help.

Feeling the gentle massage from the delicate fingers, Tang De's discomfort after waking up quickly disappeared.

"Your service is so good, what should I call you?"

"My name is Fischer, what's yours?"

"Just call me Tang."

"Tang, I seem to know you." The brown-haired girl thought for a while and suddenly said in surprise: "You are the director of "Saw", right?"

"That's right." Tang De looked at her surprised expression and secretly thought that this girl's acting skills are really good.

"It's incredible." The brown-haired girl stood up after saying: "I like your movie very much, can you sign it for me?"

"Okay, where can I sign it?"

Fischer stood up, faced Tang De with one thigh, and then slightly pulled up her skirt at an angle that no one else could see.

"Just sign here."

(End of this chapter)