233. Chapter 233 I fuck 911!
"It's amazing. Is there any work that I can listen to?" Sean asked with a smile at this time.
Zoe suddenly got stuck, opened his mouth and closed it again, and after a while, he said: "Not yet, but it will be available soon. When we release a new album, I will give you one for free."
It was a girl who refused to admit defeat. Sean chuckled and said, "That happens, I want to try to release a single now, so I choose the melody among these old songs, maybe you can give me some advice.
?”
Sitting in the chair, he raised his head and looked at her with anticipation, as if he really hoped that she could do him a favor.
Zoe rolled her eyes, and the cunning feeling became stronger. After curling the corners of her mouth, she finally spoke again: "I think the first song is very good."
"The first song?" Sean was a little surprised, and then flipped through the simplified score on the computer.
"I happened to listen to this song before. It was an Irish folk song, which has been around for about 100 years. It is melodious and lively, very beautiful and very nice." Zoe said with knowledge.
"So you recommended this?" Sean asked after him.
"Of course-no!" Zoe laughed, "I recommend this song because the name of the song is "Danny Boy", and the character you are playing now is also called Danny."
Sean rolled his eyes immediately, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. What's the reason? Are you really not kidding? Unfortunately, Zoe's plan to not talk to him, giggled and ran away again.
"It seems that she came here to find you for happiness." Sanders couldn't help but laugh.
"It's okay, I think "Danny Boy" is good," Sean said with a hard neck, and later sent the song to Garen and Frederick.
"It's this song. I'll find a good lyricist to write it first. I hope it will be more inspiring, such as... there are words like 'You inspired me'," Sean said on the phone, "We're about September 5th
There is still one week left to finish the shooting, and I hope I can see the first draft at that time and then discuss it with the other party in person.”
Although Zoe's recommendation is made up, "Danny Boy" sounds good, and Sean also has a vague impression of it, but unfortunately I can't remember it, it's really depressing. Anyway, the important thing is the arrangement, if it's written
If the song is excellent and the lyrics are good, even if it is not particularly popular, it is enough to be popular. Sean never thought about making any money.
So, in the subsequent shooting gaps, Sean would play "Danny Boy" from time to time, which would familiarize himself with the melody on the one hand, and relieve his emotions on the other hand.
When filming "Sniper Phone Booth", he tried the skills of detachment and control of the characters. When filming "Dance of Death", he understood the feeling of unity of human and drama, and now, he has some understanding of the role and then comes out.
What does it mean, although it is a bit painful.
Just like what he said to his mother, he understood, but did not accept it, so every time he invested, it was a torture. He had to find something to vent such things, otherwise it might become
Depression. In fact, there is a method that is very suitable for ease stress. The problem is that there is no suitable person around you, so you can only choose something else.
However, there are always gains and gains. Doing many things with intention may not necessarily be accomplished. Instead, you can get the desired results without intention.
"Are you okay?" Zoe looked at Sean and asked after the director called out.
"No problem... Just calm me down..." Sean replied with his face covering his face against the wall.
Just now, when filming a scene that showed the anxious mood in the protagonist's heart, Sean obviously used too much force, kicking a bunch of prop boxes on the street, and there were blue veins on his forehead, and he seemed to be able to punch at any time.
Man, so Bean called to stop in time.
"Sorry, Henry, I'm sorry." It took a while for Sean to relax.
"It's okay, Sean, you're doing a good job." Bean comforted him for a few words, and then said, "Let's rest for a long time. Anyway, I'll have three days left to close the mirror at most, so it doesn't matter if I postpone it for one day."
Sean hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and agreed. Although he had a rest every day and tried to relax himself on weekends, negative emotions were still accumulated bit by bit. At this time, he was hurrying to shoot, thinking about completely sealing the mirror.
Rest is very undesirable.
"You're really okay?" Zoe rarely walked away immediately.
"It's really a problem just now," Sean rubbed his head, "but it's much better now, thank you."
"I'm just worried about delaying the filming and..." Zoe pinched her chin, trying to make herself look less concerned, "Will you take the opportunity to ask for a change in the kiss scene?"
"Since I promised to use the method of borrowing a position to shoot, how could I regret it?" Sean was a little amused and crying.
"Who knows what you think," Zoe reiterated, "I'm just about this scene to end. I've already packed my luggage, but now I'm going to stay for a long time."
Sean couldn't help rolling his eyes, but after being disturbed by her, his mood seemed to be better, and then he felt like he was moving: "Hey, Zoe, are you going out for a walk together in the afternoon?"
"Is this a date?" Zoe narrowed his eyes and looked at him with his head tilted, as if he wanted to see him through.
"I just want to have a companion when I go shopping." Sean made a calm look.
"Don't you already have a partner?" Zoe looked at Sanders not far away.
"We're always together, so it might be better to change faces." Sean said sincerely, "Do you a favor, Zoe?"
"Okay, this afternoon only." Zoe tilted his head and thought about it for a while, finally agreed to the request.
So, this afternoon, the two of them wandered around Manhattan. Sean was very disciplined and demeanor from beginning to end, and he had never even signed a hand.
"I used to run around with my dad. Although that kind of life is good, I hate being separated from my friends in Los Angeles. So whenever I go to a new place, my first thought is when I go back, so I don't have the interest to play carefully. New York
That's the same." Standing on the top floor of the Empire State Building, Zoe grabbed the telescope and looked out, while saying to Sean in a sentimental tone.
"Then you can have fun today." Sean said with his arms around him.
Zoe didn't speak. After waiting for the time for the telescope, she gave it to a child waiting next to her, then looked at Sean with interest: "You are not that bad either."
Did I be bad before? Sean wanted to ask this question, but looking at the beautiful and sly blue eyes, my heart moved and finally just shrugged: "Thank you."
Zoe frowned slightly. The answer was indeed not within her expectations, but she was not a petty person, so she didn't say anything and pulled Sean towards the elevator.
"By the way, did you really choose the melody of "Danny Boy"?" Zoe, who came out of the Empire State Building, asked this question after thinking about something, and then added: "Don't deny that you played "
Danny Boys" has the most times."
"Yes, I chose that Irish ballad and am looking for someone to write the lyrics now." Sean nodded, "You will hear my new song soon."
"Is that true..." Zoe was a little surprised, and she didn't seem to expect that he would really choose the folk song he recommended.
"You said that you formed a jazz band with your friends and also organized lyrics and music, so I think your musical level should be above me." Sean said in a tone of course.
The girl's face turned red with a rare blow, and she coughed dryly before saying, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to Wall Street to have a look."
She took a few steps first, then turned around and looked at Sean with a strange look: "What's wrong?"
"Well... nothing." Sean grabbed his head.
"I'm sure there's nothing?" Zoe walked back a few steps and looked at him with a scrutiny look.
"Okay," Sean sighed, "just something bad."
"Bad feeling?" Zoe became interested immediately, "What's bad feeling?"
"How to say this... that's a feeling, it seems that something will happen." Sean spread his hands, "This cannot be described in detail."
"Have you ever felt this way before?" Zoe's interest became even stronger.
"Well..." Sean smiled bitterly, "That's right, but most of them are good aspects, such as after getting the script, it may feel popular."
"Really?!" Zoe's eyes widened.
"I'm not sure," Sean spread his hands again, "After all, I thought it would be very good when I took on "Detective Hallucination", but in fact, it's only a good reputation."
"What about the bad side?" Zoe asked in a tangled way.
Obviously, she would not give up if she was not satisfied with her, so Sean could only give a few examples perfunctorily, such as falling down by climbing a tree.
When Zoe, who was still unsatisfied, asked him what the bad feeling might be, Sean finally couldn't help complaining: "Okay, Zoe, I'm not a gypsy, nor a crystal ball, I can't
If I know what it is, otherwise I wouldn’t have been an actor, but I would have been studied at the National Academy of Sciences!”
"Okay, okay," Zoe also realized that she was a little too much and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly. "I just think that maybe something big might happen. You should know that in 1993, the basement of the World Trade Center was once
Had a bomb been placed by terrorists - Sean?"
"Nothing..." Sean, who had been screamed several times and came back from his daze, sighed, "I just think...why? I just want to sigh that your thinking is so wide-ranging.
Perhaps the FBI should invest money to study and predict prevention of terrorist attacks.”
"I think they must have studied it." Zoe shrugged and said seriously, then giggled and patted Sean on the arm: "Okay, let's not talk about this, you have a bad feeling, then
Let's go somewhere else."
Sean shook his head in a sigh and left with her, but Zoe, who was jumping, must not know what he was thinking at the moment.
Chapter completed!