Diana slowly rotated the pen in her right hand, took a sip of the fragrant Mexican cotepe coffee, and looked at the list of names on the white paper on the table, and fell into deep thought.

"Wolfgang-Petersen, Terry-Gilliam, Anthony-Minghella, Sam-Mendes, Mel-Gibson, Richard-Kelly, Lancelot-Strello."

The seven names were neatly arranged, and the name of "Wolfgang-Petersen" at the top had been crossed out with black pens, and the remaining seven names were scattered with black dots of fountain pens, which showed that the owner had been thinking about it for a long time on this piece of paper.

Diana is thinking about the director of "Troy". On this list, there are big directors who have been famous for a long time, independent directors who have gone off the rails, and rookie directors who have risen in the past two years, which is enough to see the importance that Warner Bros. attaches to "Troy".

The reason why Wolfgang's name was crossed out was because he didn't have much interest in "Troy", and after a conversation, Wolfgang politely declined Warner Bros.'s invitation. This made Diana quite regretful, otherwise the director, who has directed excellent works such as "Terror Zone", "Air Force One", and "Perfect Storm", would definitely be qualified for the position of director of "Troy".

One by one, they looked down and finally landed on the "Lancelot-Strello". This director is very unfamiliar to Diana, she even knows that Richard Kelly is the director of "Death Illusion" with a very unique style, but the name Lancelot seems to have suddenly become popular in the last two or three months, and a "City of God" is really beautiful.

Diana doesn't distrust such a rookie director, she just thinks that such a director is not familiar with the rules of Hollywood, and suddenly cooperating with a top production company like Warner Bros. may cause a lot of problems. However, Barry Meyer insisted on adding the name, because the idea of "Troy" came from Lancelot in the first place - and more importantly, before the "City of God", Lance had won a lot of attention as a brilliant producer, which was worthy of Lance to be at the helm of a big project like "Troy".

Diana carefully recalled the news about the "City of God", she did not see the movie, but just searched for the film's media reviews and IMDB ratings. It can be felt that this director should also be full of personality, and it seems to be the same route as Terry Gilliam, who she is currently most optimistic about, but I don't know how well he can handle big scenes.

With a beep, the phone rang, Diana pressed the call button, and then listened to her secretary, "Diana, Mr. Strello has arrived." ”

"Let him in five minutes." After Diana finished speaking, she released the call button and looked at the clock, there were still ten minutes between two o'clock. Their appointment time is two o'clock. Punctual but not too urgent, all the qiē is just right. This gave Diana a good impression.

Today, Diana is going to meet with the director and talk about it in detail.

There was a knock at the door, and Diana stood up and said, "Please come in." Then he pulled the hem of his shirt to keep himself dressed appropriately.

The door of the office was pushed open, and the sun shone obliquely into the room at two o'clock in the afternoon, because the light outside the office was relatively dim, and in an instant all the light rushed towards the gap, and the dust floating in the air was like a mischievous elf, singing loudly and jumping in one direction.

Then, the man walked in.

He simply stood at the door, the sun shining gently on his shoulders, his short dark black hair was slightly messy, it seemed that he could see the hurry and panic of going out from between the ends of his hair, and the golden light drew his eyebrows and eyes little by little with the most delicate brushstrokes, like the first rays of morning light on the Pacific Ocean, light but bright.

The man grabbed his hair in a bit of a hurry and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, my demeanor seems a little inappropriate, please forgive me for my rudeness." The moment the smile was raised, the whole world softened.

Diana only felt that her heart had stopped beating, and she had even forgotten to breathe, but then she realized her gaffe, her mind went blank, and her first reaction was to follow his words, "There is still a little time until two o'clock, how can you be in such a hurry?" ”

The man didn't seem to react, he was stunned, and then explained awkwardly, "I was preparing for a speech in the bathroom downstairs, and I forgot the time, but when I came out, I stepped on water stains and slipped." ”

Diana burst out laughing. The man in front of him looks mature and steady, elegant and decent, and has an outstanding temperament, but he acts like an eighteen-year-old boy, this contrast makes people really laugh, "So, are you always so reckless?" She recognized him, the man she met Wednesday in "Nora's Beans", the man she had met in "Nora's Beans", who she recognized at first sight.

Lance seemed to recognize Diana at this time, the expression on his face paused, and the greenness slowly faded like a tide, revealing the wisdom and cunning that belonged to a mature man, "If I'm not mistaken, it wasn't my fault that time......" But he was only halfway through the sentence, he paused, and then raised his hands and showed a helpless smile, "Yes, I'm always so reckless." ”

As a gentleman, you should not catch on to the lady's mistakes.

Diana was deeply intoxicated by this contradictory temperament of the man, and she didn't even notice it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth had bloomed, "No, it was indeed my fault last time." ”

"Hopefully that accident won't disrupt our work today." Lance raised his briefcase. It was only then that Diana noticed what Lance was wearing today.

The dark blue shirt with a small white stand-up collar, against the backdrop of those blue eyes, is like a wide ocean, gentle and vast, and the slightly messy short black hair is the temperament between men and boys, gentleness and wildness, brightness and melancholy to the extreme.

"Of course, of course." Diana took the initiative to step out and lead Lance to sit down on the couch in the center. Completely forgotten, she had planned to receive guests at her desk. "So, you're Lancelot-Strello?" Diana stood across from Lance and asked in surprise.

Lance was a little embarrassed, "I thought I introduced myself last time, for my dry cleaning fee. This ridicule made Diana bite her lower lip lightly, and sneered, Lance immediately showed a smile and took the initiative to stretch out her right hand, "First time we met, I am Lancelot, and I hope the next cooperation will be happy." ”

Diana held Lance's right hand, thick and firm, with a little coldness, like a light breeze blowing in the summer, making Diana a little reluctant to let go. But Lance was still very polite, and he just let go of it with a light grip, which made Diana have to let go of her right hand as well, "Cooperation? That depends on your next table. Although it was a questioning word, Diana spoke very relaxedly, and her mood slowly rose as if she had reached a hot air balloon.

"Of course there is no problem." Lance quickly and skillfully opened his briefcase, took out a stack of information from it, and did not forget to explain, "I'm used to introducing some of my ideas in this way, so it's easier for people to understand, so it will take some time, sorry." ”

Diana's gaze rested on Lance's hands, her slender fingers like vigorous bamboo, and her every move was indescribably beautiful. Then she saw that the hands were raised, grabbed a stack of materials, and placed them in front of her eyes, which made Diana a little flustered, and quickly raised her head, and for a while, she crashed directly into the blue sea.

"I think so, the story of the Trojan Horse is almost universally known, but not everyone can be a big hero. Hidden behind the heroes is the pain that ordinary people don't know, as well as emotions, even heroes, they are ordinary people, and the emotions they experience are bound to awaken everyone's inner feelings. So, I think this can be the entry point of the film - emotional ......"

The materials in Lance's hands are like printed slides with concise and clear outlines, and then Lance makes detailed explanations based on these outlines.

Under Lance's intently gaze, Diana only felt that her cheeks began to heat slightly, and even a little panicked in her heart, and that girlish shyness and jerkiness slowly rose in those burning eyes, which made Diana look away uncomfortably. But even so, she could still feel the burning gaze firmly locked on her body, like a shadow.

The gaze was not aggressive, just like the golden sunlight that spilled through the dense foliage of the forest, dazzling but not dazzling, warm but not scorching, enveloping and melting her little by little.

Diana only felt that the air in the office was beginning to boil little by little, and the indescribable heat and dryness arose spontaneously, which made Diana a little nervous and a little annoyed - she was not a little girl who had not yet experienced something, what was shy! But when he raised his eyes, he crashed into those sparkling eyes again, and his heartbeat was completely out of rhythm.

"What's wrong?" Lance seemed to notice Diana's strange appearance, and asked with some uneasiness.

"No, it's fine." Diana waved her hand repeatedly, then took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down and not act like a hungry/thirsty old/virgin. Diana picked up the cup in front of her and took a sip, only to realize that it was Mexican cotepe coffee, which made her pause, "I just think your idea is very interesting." So, you came up with the idea in the first place? Bringing the story of the Trojan Horse to the big screen? ”

Lance put down the information in his hand, put his hands on his knees, and outlined a shallow arc at the corners of his mouth, "There is always an endless stream of ideas, and I didn't expect that the Warner Brothers would be really interested." ”

Diana's gaze followed Lance's slender fingers down, and then reluctantly lifted it up, seeing the arc of Lance's mouth that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and her face suddenly burned like a flame.