The Great Showbiz Commando

Director Quentin poured a cup of tea into his mouth to put out the flames in his heart. He had planned to take a sip of the hot tea to cool himself down, but it was so hot that he shivered. "Are you okay?" The deputy director asked anxiously.

"I'm fine." Director Quentin took a bottle of cold water and drank it slowly. He thought for a while and said, "Gather all the deputy directors, executive directors, casting directors, scriptwriters and producers to have a meeting. Let's discuss what to do next. "

"Okay, I'll contact them now."

In the meeting room of "Storm", everyone was sitting upright and grim. Some closed their eyes and smoked one cigarette after another, some constantly flipped through the script, and some quickly slid on the mobile screen with their fingertips. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were very upset and uneasy now.

"I'm sorry, Director Quentin. I'm late. There's a heavy traffic jam on the road." The scriptwriter ran into the meeting room, out of breath.

Director Quentin waved his hand and motioned the scriptwriter to come in. He sat on the main seat, looked at the people sitting on both sides and sighed, "Everyone knows why I asked you to have an emergency meeting. I didn't expect that Culbert, a playboy, was arrested for prostitution. Now let's discuss what to do."

"How is the shooting going now?" The producer asked.

"We mainly took the shots of Lindy. Yesterday, Culbert just joined the cast, so his scenes hadn't been shot much." The deputy director explained.

"Culbert is so notorious now. Can we still use him?" The scriptwriter asked in confusion.

The casting director said, "Culbert used to play a good man in TV dramas, and recently he won a best actor, so he has accumulated a lot of fans and popularity. If we give the role to another actor, won't the public think that we add insult to injury?

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"What are you talking about? Who the hell is he? Best actor? Only his agency has the nerve to publicize that meaningless award." Director Quentin scolded angrily.

The executive director also said with dissatisfaction, "I heard that he was detained for fifteen days and received education for six months. How can we wait for him for six months? We can't even wait for a month. One more day means more money. "

At the mention of the money, the producer's face darkened. He pounded on the table and said, "Change another actor. We can't wait!"

"Then who else? Who to play the role of Mr. Black?"

The executive director flipped through the address book and asked, "How about Bryan He?"

"His schedule is full recently, so he can't spare time at all."

"Then, how about Ken Xing?"

"No, he can't. His temperament is not in line with this role. He has left a deep impression of comedian on the audience. The audience wouldn't accept him as a gangster."

They listed a lot of people one by one. Either the schedule was too tight to arrange, or the character's temperament was too far from the script, or the acting skill was not satisfied.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely low. No one could think of anyone else suitable for this Mr. Black. They could only constantly check the address book or search online to see if there was any new actors suitable for this role recently.

The scriptwriter scratched his hair irritably and roared, "Who else can play the cruel and merciless old man? It's so annoying!"

Director Quentin suddenly came up with an idea. He said to the deputy director excitedly, "Hurry up and bring the shots we took yesterday. Hurry up."

"What's wrong?" The deputy director asked in confusion.

"Don't ask so many questions. Go and get it."

The director rushed back to his office and fetched the computer.

"Director Quentin, do you have a good candidate?" The producer asked.

Director Quentin nodded and smiled, "I think our eyesight is limited. Who says that Mr. Black can only be a man?"

"Not a man? Is it a woman?" The scriptwriter was puzzled.

"If it's difficult to find a suitable male actor, it would be more difficult to find a suitable actress to play Mr. Black." The producer shook his head and said.

The casting director got an idea and clapped his hands. "Oh! Director Quentin, do you mean Muriel?'

"Muriel? The one who had a fight with Sunny?" The producer turned to the director and asked.

"It's her. It's not a big deal. Anyway, she was framed by Sunny. A good candidate was almost killed. Fortunately, the surveillance video proved her innocence.

"Is she good at acting?" Although the producer had seen the posters, he had never seen Muriel acting, so he doubted it. But when he saw the excitement on Director Quentin's face, he was looking forward to

it.

To everyone's surprise, the director turned off the light in the meeting room and connected the computer to the projector. He clicked on a video and projected it on the screen.

"Mr. Black, we have agreed that we are here to discuss. You don't give us any room for negotiation! Your territory is much larger than mine."

"I just like these places."

The man pointed at James and cursed, "are you fucking going too far?"

"Bang!" Suddenly, a harsh gunshot sounded, and everyone was frightened to look up immediately.

The sound of footsteps slowly came from the entrance of the warehouse. The light was dim, and no one could see each other clearly.

This was the group act of yesterday, with a total of several versions. Although the editing director had just made a rough montage, everyone was quickly attracted by the performance.

The scriptwriter was getting more and more excited. She looked at the arrogant woman on the screen, and a thought popped up in her mind. She hurriedly recorded the scenes that popped out of her mind on the notebook.

Director Quentin played all the versions, and the meeting room became bright again.

"This is..." Before the producer could finish his words, the scriptwriter clapped her hand on the conference table and stood up excitedly, shouting, "Muriel will be the Mr. Black!"

Director Quentin looked at the scriptwriter's ecstatic face and couldn't help laughing, "Isn't she good? The strength, the murderous will, she is really... Perfect. " Director Quentin was so embarrassed that he got goose bumps just now.

"Is this a new actress? Did she do all the actions by herself? No substitute?" The producer swallowed and stared at Director Quentin with his eyes wide open.

Quentin Qi nodded and said, "Yes, she used to be a martial artist. I saw this treasure when I visited Hudson's shooting that day. Then I asked her to be Lindy's substitute and give her a small role by the way. I didn't expect that, hahaha, otherwise we couldn't reach an agreement until early in the morning. "

The deputy director asked, "But Mr. Black in the script is a man!"

"Yes. Do you want Muriel to act the role as a man? Although Muriel's breasts are not big enough, at least B cup is still there. "¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶