Victor felt as if he was in a dream.

In the middle of the night in Hollywood, a girl hugs herself, and Marilyn Monroe, who is also the most beautiful woman in the history of cinema, although she is now only a 14-year-old girl.

14 years old, the age of flowers!

"Afraid of what?" Victor looked at Monroe, at that little delicate face, and his chest was warmer than ever.

"Fear of thunder, and lightning." Monroe looked out the window at the torrential rain.

Victor smiled and stretched out his arm to hold Monroe in his arms: "It's okay, sleep, I'm next to me." ”

"Hmm." Monroe hummed softly in her nose, closed her eyes, and hugged Victor's waist with both hands, and soon let out an even breathing sound.

Victor lowered his head and just looked at Monroe, looking at her long eyelashes, the blonde hair, and the slightly frowning brow, and then involuntarily lowered his head and kissed Monroe lightly on the forehead: "Sleep, sleep well." ”

……

When Victor awoke, it was already dawn, the rain had stopped, the rain was dripping down the branches and leaves of the trees, the birds were singing wildly in the branches, and the sky was clear.

It was a good day.

Victor struggled to get up, and found that his arm was completely numb at all.

Turning his face, a pair of turquoise blue eyes stared at him.

It's Monroe.

"Are you awake?" Victor laughed.

"Wake up, wake up a long time ago." Monroe smiled.

That smile is like a wild lily in full bloom, so beautiful.

"When I wake up, I get up and eat. Little lazy bugs. Victor hahadaxiao, walked to the bathroom, Monroe stood beside him in pajamas, obediently squeezing toothpaste and handing towels.

"Victor! Victor! The door was kicked open, and Leo, who was biting the bread, burst in, and was stunned when he saw it.

"Victor, you son of a bitch! I thought you were a gentleman! Leo bowed his head and whispered in Victor's ear.

"What's wrong with me?" Victor wondered.

Leo skimmed Monroe: "You fucking last night...... Well? Well! ”

Victor suddenly realized and smiled: "You have in your head!" What a mess to think! Mary, change your clothes, let's go out. ”

"Hmm!" Monroe happily agreed and went to change her clothes.

"Last night, really?" Leo doesn't give up.

"Not really! Am I that kind of person? Victor shrugged.

"I can't tell!" Leo glanced at Victor, looked at Monroe who was bouncing out the door, and sighed: "Damn, I should have started earlier!" Cheap you son of a bitch! ”

Victor couldn't help but laugh: "Did you come in just now and have something to say?" ”

Leo patted his head: "Look, I almost forgot about business!" John got all the equipment here for you to take a look at, and by the way, there's that Jenny Grant here, too, and it's right outside. ”

"Oh!?" Victor quickly washed his face, wiped it haphazardly, and walked out.

In the living room, John Ford and the others are drinking coffee with Grant.

Seeing Victor come out, Gianni Grant gave Victor a hug: "I can't see it, you guys are moving so fast, it's only been a few days, and you've started to prepare for filming!" ”

Victor smiled bitterly: "Gianni, we are a small company, we can't afford it." ”

"I can't say that, I still have confidence in you, especially that script." Grant Road.

Victor asked Grant to sit down and said, "What does Chris Bernarno mean about this script?" ”

Grant's face was slightly red: "I brought the script to him, and after he read it, he didn't show anything special, only asked me who wrote the book." When I told him you wrote it, he nodded, put away his notebook, and told me to wait a while. ”

"Damn, I don't know if he's not interested!" Leo had a bad impression of Chris Bernarno and immediately started scolding.

"I can't say that." Grant said: "Chris, the joy and sorrow rarely show on his face, with what I know about him, he absolutely likes this subject and this story, and if he doesn't want to do it, he will tell me directly." ”

"What does Weishenme say you want to consider?" Leo Tract.

"Consideration is consideration, is there any hope." Grant Road.

"Gianni, no matter what, I'm still going to xiexie you. Chris invests money or not, we all have to line up this movie, and we're going to do it soon. Hehe. Victor pointed outside.

Outside, Parker was counting two truckloads of equipment.

"Uncle John, you're bringing this equipment with such fanfare, Fox ......" Victor worried John Ford.

"You don't care. They can't control me about this. John Ford smiled, then scratched his head: "The equipment is available, and I can find you the ordinary people in the crew, but Victor, the photographer is a problem." The photographers who were a little better at 20th Century Fox now have all the work on their hands, and it is very troublesome for a film to not have a haode photographer. ”

"It's a bit of a hassle." Victor frowned.

Nicholas Sinkhadaxiao: "What's so difficult about this, leave it to me. ”

"Over to you? Nicholas, do you know how to photograph? Victor was taken aback.

Nicholas said happily, "You don't know where I came from. At that time, Mr. Marskolov was one of the few theater tycoons in the United States, and in order to make money, he not only owned a large number of theaters, but also organized people to shoot their own movies. I was one of the top photographers at the time. Later, when I came to Hollywood, I was also in charge of photography at MGM, but I didn't do it myself. ”

Victor was still a little worried, and was blocked by John Ford.

John Ford pointed at Nicholas Zinke: "Yes, yes!" Forget about this old boy. Victor, hand it over to him to shoot, you can rest assured! ”

When John Ford said this, Victor no longer doubted that what he could praise was enough to show Nicholas Zink's strength.

"When do you start shooting?" Grant laughed.

Victor calculated: "The equipment personnel can be all in place in a week, and in this week's time, I will go to Los Angeles to see the scenery, and basically the venue can be completed." Filming will start next week. ”

Grant: "How long are you going to shoot?" ”

"Two months at most." Victor Road.

"Two months...... It's August, and it's October. My God, Victor, you must not do this! As if remembering something, Grant stood up suddenly.

This action made a group of people confused.

"What's wrong?" Victor wondered.

Jenny Grant's eyes widened: "Your movie can't be released in October, if you choose that time, God, you will definitely die a miserable death!" ”