From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Ross's explanation didn't stop Phoebe, not only didn't it, but the situation worsened, and Phoebe became bolder and more direct in her seduction.

That restless tongue was truly amusing.

Fortunately, Monica squeezed out from behind and stopped Phoebe in time, but it seemed that Monica's purpose was not so pure either.

Monica fiddled with her hair, while secretly sizing up Paul with a shy smile, "Excuse me, is there a Mrs. Stevens here?"

Before Paul could speak, Chandler reminded her with an embarrassed smile, "Ahem, there's a Mr. Bing here."

Ha!

Amidst a burst of laughter, Monica quickly retracted her gaze, retreated to Chandler's side, awkwardly touched the back of her neck, and looked back at her boyfriend:

Chandler-Bing.

Roar, roar, roar!

The commotion at the studio couldn't stop, after all, the main storyline of this season was the emotional progress of Monica and Chandler.

But… Gloria had to admit that she couldn't blame Phoebe and Monica, because she was the same.

Even though she was watching the performance, watching the live filming of "Friends" that she had been eagerly anticipating, it now seemed a little different.

Her gaze always involuntarily revolved around Paul, even when others were talking, she couldn't help but want to capture the man's figure, his smile, his eyes, his movements, his posture, her mood felt inexplicably cheerful, she realized that happiness was so simple.

Look, it's like this now.

Gloria saw the corners of Paul's mouth gently rising into a smile, and the corners of her mouth also followed suit, forming a similar arc.

Paul's smile was neither shy nor restrained, but rather he accepted the praise calmly, without appearing ostentatious or arrogant, and met the gaze with grace.

"No."

"But I have a daughter. She was just born, and her mother passed away. I'm trying to learn how to be a good father."

Phoebe and Monica, in unison, covered their chests with their right hands, expressing deep condolences, "Oh."

At some point, Monica left Chandler again, standing next to Phoebe, the two of them leaning slightly against each other like twin sisters, their expressions, movements, and voices completely synchronized, exuding a mixed emotion of regret and joy, sympathy and care.

Women always have a special fondness for single dads, and this was no exception.

Paul lowered his eyelids, the light in the depths of his pupils faded, but the corners of his mouth gently rose, that touch of suave and romance bloomed in the graceful arc.

And the men: ???

Outside the set.

David Crane glanced at Marta, using his eyes to ask: So, this is the effect you expected when you designed this plot?

Marta noticed the temperature of the gaze, subconsciously looked up, and immediately panicked, her infatuated face just now shouldn't have been noticed, right?

Hastily, she retracted the upward curve of her mouth, with a serious face, even a little stern, trying to cover up her embarrassment by glaring back fiercely.

David Crane smiled without saying a word, and looked forward again.

"Good!"

Ross was a little anxious.

Seeing that the focus of discussion was completely concentrated on Paul, and things were deviating from the track, he quickly clapped his hands, attracting attention.

Although clumsy, although crude, it was effective.

Ross forcibly changed the subject.

"Why don't we sit down first, what do you say?"

Heh heh.

Ross's smile was very forced, but he still cheered up and signaled everyone to sit down on the iconic mustard-yellow chair in the center of the coffee shop.

"And I, I'll help everyone order coffee."

Monica and the others skillfully found their familiar positions, while Ross guided Paul and Elizabeth to sit at the small round table next to them.

Habitually, Ross tried to help Elizabeth pull out the chair, but he didn't expect that when he pulled it with both hands, the chair didn't move.

Ross:?

Looking down, Paul held the chair down with just one hand.

Ross blinked his eyes, "Uh", looked up at Paul, showing a flattering smile, "Why don't you do it. You do it."

Then.

Like an Eskimo, Ross kept rubbing his hands, cautiously slowly retreating, widening the distance, a clear gap.

Paul retracted his gaze, looked at Elizabeth, and when he met Elizabeth's eyes, he showed a harmless smile and pulled out the chair.

Instant face change.

But Elizabeth was not a fool either, she could see the tense atmosphere between Paul and Ross, she looked at Paul with a helpless face and launched a condemnation.

Paul shrugged his shoulders lightly, with a look of indifference, full of innocence, as if he didn't know what Elizabeth meant at all.

This scene—

Gloria knew that the focus was actually on Ross, everyone else was the background, the exchange of glances and body language in the background, which could be seen in the lens but no one cared about, but she still noticed the interaction between Paul and Elizabeth at once, and couldn't help but smile.

Paul, as a brother, is really lovable and hateful, right?

And as a man, he is like a treasure.

Ross came to the mustard-yellow sofa, raised his voice and said to his friends, "As for you, why don't you chat for a while, chat casually, whatever you think of, just chat about it."

After speaking, Ross glanced behind him with the corner of his eye, then faced his friends, secretly pointing to himself with his finger, "Me, discuss me more."

This is the reason why Ross called his friends together, he needed them to be his backing—

He needed to clear the position, only in this way could his friends openly praise him.

When the person involved is present, it's always a little inconvenient.

So, with a turn, Ross finally left, but why did that movement look a little strange?

His footsteps were clearly forward, but his upper body was always leaning back, especially his ears, stretching his ears to eavesdrop, his back was written with a reluctant look.

Haha!

Sure enough, comedy is not limited to language and expressions, the sparks that collide from body language and the entire scene can also bring laughter.

"Cut!"

At this moment, the voice of director Michael came from the top of the studio, but not because someone made a mistake, but because the first take of this scene was over.

Finally!

The smooth shooting was done in one go, finally over.

Then, the entire field of vision was all directed towards the direction of the sound source, including David Crane and Marta as well.

Outside the set, the producer speaks.

Inside the set, the director speaks.

No matter how the bystanders feel about this take, it still needs to be judged by the director, whether it is good or bad, whether it needs to be modified or adjusted.

The audience on site is even more so, without the director's order, they cannot easily make a sound, otherwise it will ruin the shooting progress, which would be terrible.

So, thousands of fiery gazes surrounded Michael like this, and the air seemed to burn faintly, the surging of joy, excitement, and excitement had to be suppressed with all their strength, just waiting for the director's order to end all this.

Michael, "Perfect!"