Chapter 36 How Could She Say This
The director frowned, "You mean, you were trying to accommodate Eugene Glover, and it wasn't because you couldn't go further?"
Ebony swallowed the food in her mouth, and said with a natural face, "How come I couldn't go further? I hadn't put in any effort."
She hadn't put in any effort?
How could she say this?
The director was silent for a while, and then he asked, "Must you brag like this?"
Ebony said nothing. She handed her lunch box to the woman who gave out lunch and said, "Auntie, can I have more pickles?"
The woman was annoyed and tossed a pack of pickles angrily to her.
Ebony opened the pack of pickles happily and continued eating.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the day's tasks had all been completed.
The director sat in front of the monitor and looked thoughtfully at Ebony in the video.
The screenwriter knew what he was thinking, and muttered, "Actually, she's really talented."
"I know, so it's a pity," the director sighed, and he got up from his chair. "I'll go make a phone call."
He came back after the call and told everyone he wanted to take more shots.
Although the task was completed ahead of schedule, they could not get off work. The rent of the studio was rated on a daily basis. Undoubtedly, the stingy director did not want to waste it, so he decided to add ten more scenes.
Out of these ten scenes, seven involved Ebony, considering her steady performance and low NG rate.
Because the set was ready-made, these ten scenes were not in sequence. They were all skipping around the plot with wide span.
Ebony flipped through her script for the seven scenes after she received the notice. She was astounded after reading it. There was such a large span in the plot in which she changed from a young girl to a married woman, and there was a scene where she was pregnant...
The emotional transformation would be so complicated, and the filming had to be completed in one afternoon.
Isn't this too much? She thought.
But the director had already decided and she could change nothing even though she was dissatisfied with the decision. Therefore, she could only change her clothes while memorizing her lines at the same time as fast as she could, her relaxed look in the morning completely gone.
The director said with a smile, "She's finally starting to get serious."
The screenwriter was speechless, "You don't have to be gloating."
The director smiled, "It's okay if we can't finish the filming. Those are extra scenes anyway."
Surprisingly, the filming was completed by nine o'clock at night.
The director could not help but admired, "I feel that her potential has not been exhausted."
The screenwriter was stunned and could not bear it any longer, "She's just a little girl. Be kind!"
The day's filming was finally over. Ebony dragged her exhausted body to line up to change.
Almost all the actors were now changing their clothes , and people were coming and going. Ebony looked at the queue, which was not moving at all, and she could not wait any longer, so she walked out like a ghost.
Moses Smith saw her back and shouted, "Miss Gibson, where are you going?"
Ebony did not hear it and had already gone out.
Moses walked to the doorway and saw that Ebony was not going to the public changing room. He frowned, was she going the wrong way?
"Miss Gibson?"
Ebony took a few turns, and finally arrived at the factory next door. She stopped at the door of Lloyd Vasquez's room, took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it to open the door.
Inside the room, Lionel Santiago was talking to Lloyd Vasquez. When he heard the movement, he asked in a daze, "Is it your assistant? Why doesn't he knock?"
The door was opened just as Lloyd was about to speak. Standing in the doorway was a girl in an ancient costume, who was holding a plastic bag in one hand and pausing in the action of opening the door with her other hand.
Lionel and Ebony were both speechless.
Lloyd sighed, got up and said to Ebony, "You go and change..."
"Miss Gibson!" A bright male voice suddenly sounded outside.
Lloyd was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw a young man, who was also in an ancient costume, running over quickly. He seemed to know Ebony very well, for he grabbed her wrist and turned his head sideways to tell her, "This place doesn't belong to our crew. I'll take you to the public changing room." He was about to walk away with her.
Lloyd narrowed his black eyes, and said abruptly, "Hold on."