[US Entertainment] Best Director

"Are you going to make a French film?"

Jacques Rivette's words seemed to linger in his ears.

Undoubtedly, she was moved.

She wants to make an art film, and she wants to make some works with a strong temperament.

And from this point, "France" is indeed her best choice.

Because only France truly regards film as "art".

So without thinking, Prairis raised the corners of his lips.

"Okay."

at night.

hotel.

Spielberg sent several scripts, including "Revolutionary Road," which Prairie had rejected the other day.

Raised eyebrows.

When he called Spielberg and explained that his next film was going to be a French film, Spielberg, who had always thought that Prairie would take advantage of the Oscars to enter Hollywood in one fell swoop, was a little surprised, but soon relieved.

Indeed, so far, Preris's rich, ritualistic personality is more in line with French films.

The decision she made was unexpected but reasonable.

"So, you won't be going back to Hollywood anytime soon?" Spielberg asked.

"Correct."

The voice of Prairis on the other end of the phone was decisive and full of energy, very much like his young self.

Spielberg was slightly disappointed.

But after a short period of disappointment, he quickly returned to calm.

Look straight ahead.

"Although you may be a little surprised, and you won't come to Hollywood again for the time being, but, uh...would you like to be my apprentice?"

After half a year, Prairis finally heard this sentence.

Covered his mouth.

Take a deep breath and try to regain your composure.

"Okay."

**

Wearing a mask and holding a letter of recommendation, Preris came to the Gaumont Film Company with the longest history in France.

The production director was a short, middle-aged man who seemed to be of Polish descent.

After casually leading Prairis into the source room, the middle-aged man found an excuse to leave first.

Prairius began to review them one by one.

One day passed, and I still haven't found the script I'm interested in.

frowned.

But I found a row of beautifully packaged scripts in the upper right corner of the source room.

Standing on tiptoe, as soon as he took it down, the voice of the middle-aged man who had disappeared for a day came from behind him.

"Hey! Don't move!"

"?"

The middle-aged man ran to Prairis's side and roughly grabbed the script from Prairis's hand.

"It's not something you can see."

After saying that, he looked at Praris contemptuously.

There were footsteps at the door.

A man in a black Armani suit walked in.

The middle-aged man obsequiously put the script into the man's hands.

Prairis frowned, "Hey, sir, this is the book I read first, you should return it to me."

"You?" The middle-aged man looked at Prairis suspiciously. "I haven't remembered if you don't mention it. Who allowed you to understand the row of scripts in the upper right corner? That's for great directors."

"It doesn't say 'Only for big directors' on the shelf." Prairis was annoyed.

"Of course I didn't write it, but don't you have a little self-consciousness? I've seen a lot of people like you, and I still pick and choose if I don't have the skills. I really think that I have someone to escort me? I just think you can make this movie." The young man randomly picked up a script from the bottom and threw it to Prairis.

"Yu/Sea Love/Yuan" is written on the cover.

"Desire/Sea Love/Yuanyuan" is the worst third-grade film of the year.

Prairie's lungs were about to explode.

Throw it on the table beside you.

"Hey, are you insulting me?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and refused to deny it.

At this time, the man in the black suit behind the middle-aged man made a sound.

"Back to you."

After saying that, he approached Prairis and stuffed the script into Prairis' hands.

He turned to look at the middle-aged man again.

"If Director Otti is a 'little director', then I'm afraid I'm not qualified to make this script either. Farewell."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The middle-aged man stood there in a daze.

Look at Prairieth.

And "Desire/Sea Love/Yuanyuan" on the table

Director Otti.

"Desire/Sea/Love Mandarin".

Think of the news you saw before.

Middle-aged people are a little desperate.

......

It's over, and the year-end bonus can't be kept.

But before he could react, he saw the "fake little plum" who had just been humiliated by him with "Desire/Sea/Love/Yuanyuan" turned and left mercilessly.

Behind him, hurried footsteps came again.

Looking back... the bosses are here.

The boss gasped.

"Where's Director Klander? Where is she?"

.........

The middle-aged man who just left director Klander in anger was completely desperate.

Judging by the panting posture of the boss.

Very good, I guess I won't be able to keep my job.

**

Prairis walked out of Gaumont Films angrily. Before he had walked out for a long time, he heard a voice behind him.

"Director Klander! Wait a moment!" The man in the suit ran towards her waving his hands.

"........"

Under the gaze of Prairis.

The man in the suit ran to Prairis's side and ripped off his tie.

Panting, he took out his phone from his pocket.

His face was flushed.

"Add...add to facebook, I...I have liked you for a long time."

"..."

Oh, passionate and romantic France.