Chapter 249 The Purpose Is Not Simple
"Eric..." Donald Trump called out to Eric softly, and said Nunu to his daughter in his arms.
Ivanka looked very devastated because of the failure of the performance just now. Although Donald Trump was eloquent enough to engage in pyramid schemes, he comforted, inspired and even reprimanded his daughter in his usual way for a while, but nothing seemed to matter. The effect, can only ask Eric for help.
Although the matter was picked up by Little Loli, if Eric didn't agree just now, there would be no current affairs. Eric couldn't shirk, so he could only pull a chair to Ivanka's side.
Little Loli squinted at Eric and leaned towards her father.
"Ivanka, this must be your first performance, right?" Eric thought about his words and asked in a gentle tone.
Ivanka nodded slightly after a while.
"I remember when I was in school, it was a music class. The teacher asked one of our classmates to sing a song on the podium. As a result, the guy, because he was too nervous, stumbled and sang a few words, and finally went directly to the podium. fainted.
It was also his first performance, so, your performance just now was already excellent, but you have completed more than half of the scenes. "
Eric made a comparison in advance and arranged an excuse for Little Loli to clear the shadow in her heart. Sure enough, after listening to Eric's words, Ivanka seemed to relax a lot. But he still said softly: "However, when I was in school, I also sang to everyone, and it didn't happen... the situation you said happened."
"Then you must be on stage often, right?"
"Well," Ivanka nodded.
"Look, this is the crux. Acting is the same as singing. You will be nervous at the first time. Try it a few times. It will be fine after you get used to it."
"Then..." Ivanka finally raised her head, blinked her beautiful eyes, and asked, "Mr. Williams. Why did I get nervous just now, I clearly told myself. This is a very easy thing."
"This..." Eric hesitated immediately, which involved the issue of natural liberation. It stands to reason that acting should be easy for an eight-year-old child, because the so-called liberation of nature is to return the mental state of an adult actor to a child's carefree state.
However, nothing is absolute, just like the little loli in front of her, she has lost this state. For Stewart, the little guy did not, and he has maintained a state of natural liberation, so he can easily perform according to Eric's request, but Ivanka will be nervous.
"Ivanka, because this issue is more complicated, I can't explain it to you for the time being, because you can't understand it."
Ivanka hummed obediently and didn't ask again. However, his expression was no longer as depressed as before.
"Mr. Donald, it's time to bury the seat." A staff member came over at this time.
Donald Trump nodded and hugged his daughter again: "Ini, Dad will be back soon, will you stay here obediently?"
"Well," Little Loli nodded to her father, and barely showed a smile.
The filming resumed. This time, Little Loli An sat quietly and didn't say anything, but was still curiously watching Eric remotely control the operation of the entire crew through the walkie-talkie. Big eyes sparkling.
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After the shot in the hallway was split into two parts by Eric, the shooting went much smoother. After ng a few times, it took twenty minutes. This shot finally passed.
Donald Trump is also going to leave with his daughter. When the other party came, because he was too busy, Eric did not greet him in person. He didn't even know that the other party brought his daughter with him. Now he is leaving, Eric Of course, it is impossible to treat each other lightly. After all, Donald Trump came to make a cameo as a real estate tycoon, and he even forfeited a penny for the cameo fee. Even if he had some other thoughts in his heart, it would be a great deal of face.
"Mr. Trump, thank you for coming here." At the entrance of the Plaza Hotel, Eric and Donald shook hands and said.
"It's also my honor," Donald smiled, and then patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Ini, say goodbye to Eric."
Little Loli stepped forward and stretched out her little hand: "Goodbye, Mr. Williams."
"Goodbye, Miss Trump." Eric shook Little Lolita's pink hand gently.
Ivanka withdrew her little hand, her big eyes still looking at Eric: "Mr. Williams, are we friends?"
Eric was startled, then nodded with a smile: "Of course."
"Then you can call me Ivanka, or Ini, like mom, dad and brother. I'll call you Eric too, okay?"
"Of course no problem." Eric nodded again
"Eric, maybe, that..." Ivanka stammered, then looked at her father: "Dad, can I invite Eric to our house?"
Donald Trump just wanted to pick up his daughter and kiss him hard, what a sweet little padded jacket. He tossed all these things today, not just to establish a personal relationship with Eric. Originally, he didn't know how to speak. He planned to have some parties at home in a few days, and then tried to invite Ai Rui, but he didn't expect his daughter to solve the problem for him directly.
Of course, although he was happy in his heart, Donald Trump didn't show any emotion on the surface. He just said to his daughter, "Of course, you are also part of our family and have the right to invite guests."
"Then, Eric, come to my house when you are free." Little Loli looked at Eric expectantly.
"I will," Eric said politely, but he didn't take it to heart. He completely took Little Loli's words as childish words. Maybe Ivanka would forget it in two days.
Watching the father and daughter leave, he returned to the crew.
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"Mr. Williams, this is the first draft of the script for the first five episodes passed by the "X-Files" writing team. Also, Fox has come to urge again, I hope you can cut the trailer of "Home Alone 2" as soon as possible, They're going to be on TV by October 17th. Also, Mr. Robert Shea said there's going to be a couple of papers coming this evening..."
Eric flips through the script for "The X-Files" in his hand. Listening to Alan reading the memo beside him.
After a while, Allen closed the memo: "That's it, by the way. Royce just called from Central Park to say that the crew was preparing for the location there. They also encountered some trouble."
Eric immediately raised his head, "Home Alone 2" is the top priority at the moment: "What happened?"
"It's like this, an environmental protection organization in New York did not allow us to use artificial snow on a large scale, and also specially organized some people to come to supervise, Royce said, these people even had a small incident with our crew just now. conflict."
Eric didn't quite understand for a while, how could artificial snow be related to environmental protection organizations?
"This, do you know what's going on?" Eric asked. Although these should be the concerns of producers, although Eric is a director, he is also one of the producers, and, in the final analysis, he has the greatest power in the crew, so he has a relatively large It's him who needs to come forward in the end.
There's been a conflict, and it doesn't look like it's going to be resolved easily. So Eric paid more attention, and when he asked this sentence, Eric had already got up to get his coat. Going to see it in person.
Allen caught up and said with concern: "Eric, I finally took a morning break, I think Mr. Hansen will definitely handle those things, you better rest.
"It's okay, I don't feel relieved if I don't see it with my own eyes." Eric shook his head.
Allen had no choice but to get into the car with Eric and rush to Central Park.
on the way. Allen explained to Eric: "The thing is this, there are two types of artificial snow. One is to use a snow machine to create real snowflakes. But that's too expensive, and it has very high environmental requirements. It is harsh and requires sub-zero temperatures, which is definitely impossible to achieve now. Therefore, we use another method, which is to replace it with materials similar to snow. The chemical composition of this artificial snow is magnesium sulfate heptahydrate. Magnesium sulfate is actually harmless and can even be used as a fertilizer for many plants. However, the environmental protection organization did not listen to our explanations, nor did they trust our guarantee that they would be cleaned up carefully after the event, but they repeatedly used this kind of Things are limited, as I just said, a field staff couldn't help but have a conflict with the other party, and that's what happened, the field staff felt that the other party was too picky, plus he was young and energetic, so he started."
Leaning on the back of the car seat and listening patiently, Eric's eyes flickered, and then he asked, "Isn't there any trouble?"
"No, the two were pulled apart as soon as they touched." Allen shook his head.
Eric breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "What about the media?"
"what?"
Eric repeated: "I mean, is there any media attention on this?"
Allen heard Eric's tone being a little solemn, and quickly understood something, but he didn't answer for a while: "I don't know very well about this. I thought this was just pure... pure environmental protection incident, After all, many crews have encountered this kind of entanglement."
Eric took a deep breath and said to the driver in the front row, "Brut, drive faster."
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Coming to Central Park and crossing the blockade line, Eric saw seven or eight young men and women lying on the ground at a glance. These people wore masks on their faces, but they were wearing very cool clothes with bare skin. All kinds of environmental protection slogans are smeared with green oil paint on it. Eric was familiar with several crew members standing helplessly outside, and Jeffrey was spitting up with a woman in her thirties who looked like the young men lying on the ground, discussing something. , looking excited.
"Ms. Schneider, how many times have I said that fake snow must be laid in this place, because this is a very important lens, and it is absolutely impossible without snow. We have already made a lot of compromises, what do you think? "
"Absolutely not, Mr. Hansen, if those chemical raw materials are spread directly on these vegetation, they will cause fatal damage to them."
"I have repeatedly assured you that after we finish shooting, we will clean up this place. I also bought a special vacuum cleaner for this. Isn't that enough?"
The Ms. Schneider still shook her head. "No, absolutely not. Central Park is the lung of Manhattan. If a piece of your lung rots away, Mr. Hansen, how would you feel?"
"What can I say to you to agree."
"We'll never say yes, there's absolutely no fake snow on this lawn." Ms. Schneider seemed excited too.
The two were arguing fiercely when Eric came over.
Jeffrey happened to be facing Eric, so he didn't know the situation, but Ms. Schneider recognized Eric at a glance and walked towards Eric with a serious look: "Mr. Williams Well, I'm Shirley Schneider of Green New York, and I strongly protest your crew's use of chemicals on the lawn, and you have to change that."
Jeffrey also came to Eric at this time, looked at the woman helplessly, and then said to Eric: "Sorry, Eric, maybe our role here in the afternoon will be postponed."
"It's okay," Eric patted Jeffrey's shoulder, and then said to the woman in front of him, "Ms. Schneider, right? I just heard some arguments between the two of you, so, I want to ask you first, Do you know the composition of the artificial snow we use?"
Shirley Schneider sneered: "Of course, magnesium sulfate heptahydrate."
"What else?" Eric asked.
Shirley Schneider was taken aback: "What else?"
Eric said: "Don't you know that magnesium sulfate heptahydrate is not only harmless to plants, but is actually a chemical? Therefore, when we lay fake snow, not only will it not cause harm to these plants, but it is even beneficial. "
Shirley Schneider looked several times, and quickly said, "I don't know what you are talking about for the time being. I will collect some information when I go back. However, even if it is a kind of fertilizer, you lay such a thick layer. , it must be overdose, but I know that overdose of anything will have the opposite effect."
"I said long ago that after the shooting, we will definitely clean up carefully." Jeffrey interjected.
"I don't believe you, you mercenary capitalists, who knows if you will say one thing and do another, so if you want to shop..." Shirley Schneider pointed at the men and women scattered on the lawn: " Just lay it on us!"
Eric glanced at the lawn, and an idea quickly popped into his mind. (To be continued)