my sister is a supermodel

"can!"

"Second, you can't stare at my ass, and you can't have any physical contact with me, otherwise I will sue you for harassment"

Tony said sternly.

The corner of Roca's mouth twitched, "Did I stare at your ass? I have a girlfriend, Lima, you know, my orientation is normal"

"Who knows, some gay guys just look for a girlfriend just to cover up, ok ok, I'm kidding, about the third point, I like to wear very bright clothes, I dress up every day, you can't interfere with my dressing dress up"

Roca glanced at him, wondering, "Why do you like to wear this kind of very feminine clothes, eye shadow and lip gloss, you said you are not gay"

"Why do you like to wear sportswear?"

Tony asked back.

"Comfortable!"

"My answer is the same as yours. It's comfortable to wear. Don't ask why. You can get pierced ears for why girls like to wear high heels. This is a psychological problem."

"alright, I got it"

After chatting for a while, the set arrived. Today the crew is shooting the last scene here.

In order to raise money to buy a dance classroom, the heroine Haney performed in a small church auditorium. This method was used to raise funds. The performance was very successful and the response was very enthusiastic. It attracted the attention of black female singers, and then the movie ended.

They said you wouldn't make is so far

And ever since they said it, it's been hard

But never mind the nights you

In the small auditorium of the church, explosive music is playing.

On the stage of the auditorium, Jessica Alba was wearing a black vest with her navel exposed, twisting her slender waist to the rhythm, dancing a more difficult street dance.

Surrounded by a group of black dancers, male and female, and a few young actors.

Below the stage was a group of people, the actors who played Haney's parents in the play, the lead actor Mech Feifa, the parents of the younger actors, and the black people in many communities.

In the crowd, director Billy Woodruff is staring at the monitor, surrounded by a few acquaintances, assistant Blake, black screenwriter Alonzo, Pratt producer, assistant director, finger dancers and so on.

There were three to four hundred people at the scene, which was very lively.

Suddenly, Jessica jumped up on the stage and made a very difficult hip-hop pose. Immediately, everyone stood up, cheering, applauding, and shouting loudly.

The cameras at the scene kept capturing the expressions on the scene, some were crying, some were laughing, some were clapping vigorously, various close-up shots.

"CUT!"

After more than 20 minutes, Billy yelled, and he stood up with a megaphone.

The scene was quiet, all the actors and staff all looked at him, everyone opened their eyes, as if they were expecting something and enduring something.

Billy's face was also red, and his jaw trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and shouted:

"I declare that all the shots of "Honey" are complete!"

"Yeah!"

All the people cheered loudly, more enthusiastically than before.

Bang bang bang!

Someone set off fireworks, someone opened champagne, and more than 300 people shouted together, almost knocking the roof off.

"Congratulations to Director Billy, this must be a good work!"

"Thank you! Thank you for your support!"

"Congratulations Jessica, "Honey" will be a hit"

"Thank you!"

Everyone in the crowd congratulated each other, embraced excitedly, and someone even wiped tears excitedly. Yes, that person was Director Billy.

"Blake, why hasn't that guy Roca arrived yet? He's such an unpunctual guy"

Director Billy shouted dissatisfiedly, wiping the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, Billy, when did I become an unpunctual guy?"

Rocca pushed through the crowd and walked in.

138. Jessica's Invitation

In the evening, in the bar of the wooden house, there was loud singing, and many people crowded together to dance. The crew of "honey" held a wrap-up party here.

In the secluded booth, Roca held a glass of wine, crossed his legs and looked at the dance floor in the distance. There were many hot girls.

Opposite him, Billy was reading a script carefully, his brows furrowed tighter and his face became uglier.

"Billy, is there something wrong with the script?"

Roca put down his wine glass and asked.

"You know what it's like to eat an apple after eating a melon?"

Billy raised his head and asked with a look of displeasure.

Roca shook his head, "What's the smell?"

"Dull!"

Billy took a glass of whiskey and gulped it down.

Rocca frowned, "Billy, what do you mean, is the script good?"

"good, very good!"

Billy gritted his teeth and said, "I thought "Honey" was pretty good, and it was at least a B-level among all musical movies, but after reading your script, I suddenly found that "Honey" was not good in terms of script. Far away, apart from hip-hop, my movies have a bit thin main and side plots.

And your script has young people's dreams, low-level living conditions, friendship, love, family affection, career, elegant ballet, and cool hip-hop. This script perfectly combines all the elements. Together, each branch plot is very full.

From the perspective of the script, your story is much better than mine."

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Roca touched him with a wine glass.