Chapter 98 98. Finishing, your eyes are about to become thready, miss!

"Hi, Nicole, I'm back."

Lying on the bed, Eric called Nicole Kidman. They hadn't contacted each other for a few days and he was a little greedy for this beautiful girl. He wanted to feel out the situation first and make an appointment if it was suitable. It would be a bit dangerous to just run away from home like last time.

Nicole Kidman's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Eric, when did you come back?"

"Today, I just got home and had dinner. Are you home?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, I brought you a gift, and I want to hand it to you personally, otherwise how can I show my sincerity?"

Nicole Kidman's chuckle suddenly rang out from the other side: "Dear Eric, you may be in vain."

"Why? You're not home?"

"Yes, when I saw you go abroad to hide for a few days, I thought it was a good idea, so I left too. Now I'm in Australia. I'm back home."

"Huh?" Eric was a little disappointed.

"Don't be like this, honey. I'll be back in a few days. Our limelight has almost faded now. Thanks to Halle Berry, she stole my Best Actress award. We're even this time. Honey, can you wait for me for a few more days?"

With the Pacific Ocean across the way, what else could Eric say?

It's out of reach.

"Well, if I had known I would not have returned to the United States. I should have flown directly to Australia to find you. We could have spent a vacation together. The climate there is just right now."

"Yes, it's autumn here now, the most comfortable season, but why didn't you contact me? It's been a week. If you had contacted me even once, I think you would know where I was. Maybe we would be in Sydney listening to the opera now."

Being suddenly outmaneuvered, Eric laughed dryly: "Nico, you misunderstood this matter. I went to China for work, and avoiding the paparazzi was just a side job. The itinerary was planned long ago. Even if it had nothing to do with us, I would still go."

"You don't know how busy it is over there. I have so many things to deal with, but I only have a week, so every night there is endless drinking and unavoidable socializing."

"Every time I finish drinking, I have to hold the toilet and vomit for a long time, and then faint on the bed in a state of confusion, but in my dreams, your shadow is often with me."

"I miss you, Neeko."

Eric said these words as sincerely as possible, but such sweet words might be used to appease a girl like Gadot, but Nicole Kidman's immunity is obviously not comparable to that of a young girl.

She hummed a few times in a cute nasal voice, like a spoiled and aggrieved puppy, but then her tone took a sharp turn.

"Eric, although I am touched by your words, what I want to ask is, why didn't you contact me?"

"You have a week, why don't you contact me?"

"Mom, okay I heard you, I'll be right over! Sorry Nicole, I have something to do."

Eric yelled directly into the air and hung up the phone.

Australia, looking at the call that was suddenly hung up, Nicole Kidman threw the phone on the sofa with both anger and amusement.

"What's wrong, daughter? It looks like someone has made you angry."

Next to him, the old father asked while drinking beer.

"Nothing, just a little jerk."

The old man looked at her and said with a smile, "Wow. He seems to be an unusual little bastard. I'll introduce him to me when I get a chance."

"Dad!" Nicole Kidman's eyes widened.

"Honey, okay I heard you, I'll be right over here!"

The old man shouted into the air, then quickly ran away.

The crew of "Transformers".

Patty Jenkins looked through the remaining shooting plans, Neil Blomkamp organized the scene configuration, and the actors arrived one by one to sign in and punch in.

Suddenly, Patty Jenkins heard someone next to her shouting "Director". She responded subconsciously and looked up to see Eric walking into the studio not far away.

Chris Evans, Gal Gadot and many others gathered around.

She was stunned for a moment, then she realized that she was the assistant director, but Eric was offline all the time, which gave her an illusion.

"It's okay. It's almost over anyway. I can start filming The Devil Wears Prada in the second half of the year."

Comforting herself mentally, Patty Jenkins hurried over.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I know you all miss me and are looking forward to my return. Now it's as you wish, and I have brought gifts for everyone!"

Eric pointed behind him as he spoke. Chen Xing and Peter were each carrying a large bag. The two heavy bags were filled with small gifts brought from China.

"Everyone gets a share, come and get your gifts!"

OH The people who were originally surrounding Eric scattered instantly and surrounded Chen Xing and Peter.

Patty Jenkins crossed her arms and said, "Look at them. They are full of energy in an instant. But Eric, you are really the most comfortable director in the world. You have been away from the team for 23 consecutive days. This is unimaginable. I am very sure of one thing, that is, this will not happen to any director or any crew in the world."

Hearing that the other party was a little angry, Eric immediately gave her a thumbs up and praised her: "Patty, I dare to do this because of you. You are an excellent director. There are not many people in Hollywood who can handle a large crew like Transformers, but you did it."

But it would have been better if he didn't say it. Once he said it, Patty Jenkins felt even more aggrieved.

"Yes, it sounds good, but I always feel like it's ironic. After all, every shot I took was completed under your control. In fact, this not only does not make me feel relaxed, but sometimes it makes me more tired."

Eric has always been kind to his own people and work, and he likes to speak frankly, so Patty Jenkins also spoke frankly about her grievances.

She considers herself a film practitioner with some artistic accomplishment. In fact, deep down she prefers to shoot more literary and artistic works, or to incorporate literary and artistic elements into commercial works.

But in Eric's hands, she was like a puppet, and this feeling made Patty Jenkins very uncomfortable.

In fact, all directors would feel uncomfortable if they encountered such a situation, because every director has a strong desire to express himself deep in his heart, and repression makes people painful.

"Okay, Patty, I know what you mean. I promise you can go ahead and shoot Monster without any worries. MGM will only be responsible for the investment and will not interfere with the filming. OK?"

Patty's expression improved a lot. "The filming of Transformers is almost over. According to the plan, it will take me about half a month to finish it alone. But if you join in, I think a week will be enough."

"Sure. Unless there are any special circumstances this week, I will stay with the crew the entire time. We will try to finish filming within five days!"

While everyone was dividing the gifts, Eric slipped into the dressing room alone.

As soon as the door was closed, Gadot rushed over and pressed him down on the chair. She straddled Eric with her two tight and slender legs, put her arms tightly around his back and began to kiss him.

After a few minutes of French kissing, Eric gently pushed her hair aside: "Your eyes are about to become stringy, young lady!"

"Then you should understand how much I miss you."

“Hmm.”

Gadot's enthusiasm made Eric also become burning with desire. Just as he was wandering around the girl's neck, ready to explore deeper, the headset on the table suddenly rang.

"Gadot, where are you?"

Gadot woke up instantly when she heard Neil Blomkamp's voice.

"Damn it, I forgot that my scene is about to begin. I have to get ready."

Eric pulled her back and said, "I am the director. I have the final say. I will film whoever I want to film."

"Yes, then do you think Patty and Neil will come to you? After all, you are the director."

"Well"

Eric was speechless. This was indeed the truth.

When I wasn't here, Patty was in charge. If Patty is still in charge now, then wouldn't it be a waste of my time? He shook his head, thinking that he was too conspicuous in the crew, and took out a delicate little box from his pocket.

"I bought this especially for you. It's a very beautiful pair of earrings. Those people out there don't deserve it."

The special gift represents special treatment, which naturally surprised Gadot.

She opened the box with a smile, and then slapped Eric hard on the face.

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Unfortunately, due to filming requirements, she was not allowed to wear jewelry, so Gadot could only carefully put the box away, gave her a sweet kiss from a distance, and then sneaked out of the dressing room.

Sighing, Eric began to suppress his desire. Women have an advantage in this regard. Generally, it won't be noticed, while men's is too obvious.

A few minutes later, after straightening his wrinkled clothes, he opened the door handle.

Bang! Suddenly, a figure rushed in, and the two of them bumped into each other, and Eric was knocked back into the chair again.

"Ouch! Huh? Sevi!"

The person who suddenly rushed in was naturally Chloë Sevigny. I hadn't seen her just now and thought she had finished filming and left the crew.

"Eric, you bastard, why were you in the dressing room?" Chloë Sevigny asked viciously.

"Me? I need a quiet environment to answer a call."

"Really? But I saw Gadot sneak in as well."

"What's so strange about this? Is the dressing room my exclusive space?"

"Let me see if I can."

Sevigny's hand reached down and she stuck out her tongue and slid it gently across Eric's face: "It's wet. It looks like someone is doing something bad."

The handle is held, but the momentum cannot be weakened.

Eric nodded, his tone a little low: "Yes, it's you!"

"Me? Fine, then let's do something bad!"

"What! Now is not the right time."

Eric was a little embarrassed. He knew with his butt that Gadot must be secretly paying attention to this place.

Maybe he has already discovered that Sevigny had sneaked in. If I don’t go out for a long time, it might arouse suspicion.

He had just coaxed the little girl. If he was caught in the act, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if the entire crew stood on his side.

"Don't worry, I'm paying attention. No one noticed me coming in, especially Gadot."

Sevigny's tongue continued to move, as if she knew what Eric was worried about and gave him a shot of prevention in advance.

"This is a quick battle!"

Pressing Sevigny against the door to prevent anyone from breaking in, Eric began a wild thrust without any foreplay.

Ten minutes later, he walked out of the dressing room calmly. Luckily, no one came over, only the young Wonder Woman was stealing glances at him.

"Eric, what took you so long to come out?" Gadot asked suspiciously.

"Baby, I need to calm my desires. You're so hot. It's hard, you know?"

Hearing her boyfriend praise her for her charm, Gadot felt sweet inside, but still a little strange: "It shouldn't take that long."

"You'll know it soon. Don't blame me when you can't stand it anymore!"

The girl's face instantly turned red, she pinched Eric secretly and ran away.

"Transformers 133, action!"

At Patty Jenkins' command, the crew began today's work, and Eric looked through the shooting plan and past footage.

It is necessary to understand the specific shooting progress before starting. The director is indeed the first in the film and television industry to achieve this level.

At this time, Sevigny appeared behind him quietly like a ghost.

"Asshole, you hurt me!"

Eric had no guilt at all. He knew that the other woman had some M attributes: "You asked for this, girl! And why are you still in the crew? Your scenes should have been filmed. I see Tom Hardy, Fassbender and the others have already left."

"You want to chase me away? Men really don't recognize me once they pull up their pants!"

Eric glanced around and said, "Miss, if you speak louder, the crew next door will be able to hear you clearly."

"And I'm certainly not trying to kick you out, I just have other work arranged for you."

"What?"

"Don't you remember? When we were in Santa Monica, I told you that there was a new play and you were the heroine."

Sevigny's face lit up instantly, but then he asked cautiously, "It's not another one of those eccentric genre films, is it?"

"Of course not. It's a horror film. The director of Saw is in charge and I'm involved in the screenwriting. Believe me, this film will be a big hit and you'll soon get rid of the label of a genre actor."

Only then did Sevigny smile, suddenly pecked Eric on the face, and then walked out of the studio happily.

Five days later, Eric kept his promise and stayed with the crew the whole time, and the shooting progress accelerated dramatically.

As Chris Evans roared and raised his arms, his ferocious expression was perfectly presented in the camera, and the last scene was finally completed.

Eric yelled, "OK, great! I declare Transformers finished!"

OH, the entire crew was immediately enveloped in a sea of ​​applause and cheers. After 64 days, this blockbuster was finally completed.

This speed has already broken the average length of film shooting, but it was achieved at the cost of a lot of overtime work.

Now, they can enjoy a few days of leisurely vacation. Unless they need to reshoot later, it has nothing to do with most people.

(End of this chapter)