Jessica Alba was extremely upset at this time, but she couldn't find a suitable outlet for venting, so she could only sulk with herself. When she saw a shadow approaching from the bottom of her eyes, she thought the agent was coming over to chat again, so she waved her hand impatiently, turned her head and ignored her.

"It seems that I chose the wrong time."

But then there was a strange sound, warm like the strings of a cello, with a joking smile. Just by hearing the sound, it seemed as if it could outline the curve of the corner of the mouth. This scared Jessica, not only because the other party was a stranger, but also because she had just lost her temper at the innocent. She raised her head suddenly and then crashed into a milky yellow sunshine.

The words "I'm sorry" that surged to his lips were stuck, and Jessica stood there without warning. The shallow smile was not ostentatious or clear, but there was an indescribable warmth, especially the little softness hidden deep in the smile, as if it was the first ray of sunrise in the morning. Jessica only felt her breathing come to an abrupt end.

"Sorry, I came here to visit a friend and then saw that the crew seemed to have some problems. I was worried that today would be inappropriate. But now it seems that this is indeed a bad decision."

The man's words were confident and casual, and there was a hint of self-taught in his enough sincerity. This made Jessica's tightly pursed lips tilt in the direction where his ears were. The breeze mixed with a faint fragrance of trees drifted over, allowing Jessica to start breathing again, but her heartbeat rhythm was a little disordered.

"No, I'm sorry, it's my fault, it's all my own problem." Jessica said helplessly, but after looking at the gaze, she could not help but be stunned, and then she realized that the man's actions just now were obviously intentional, but this perception did not make Jessica angry, but instead gritted her teeth and stamped her feet in annoyance, "So, are you really here to visit a friend?"

The man chuckled, and his cheerful and bright smile touched Jessica's heartstrings, "Of course, I did come to visit my friend. However, it was the staff behind the scenes, so I don't think you would know him."

Jessica's white teeth bit her tender red lips, and her eyes widened with anger with a hint of helplessness. The inadvertent style was eye-catching. "Today, the four producers quarreled because of the differences in production intentions. Things were a little out of control. The shooting was all paused. We don't know what to do now, so everyone was waiting outside." Jessica grinded her teeth gently, "If you really want to visit a friend, then... I think you can go there and ask."

Jessica raised her finger and pointed at a position, but there was obvious suspicion in her eyes - she was teased by a man just now, so she naturally didn't want to believe him easily. Jessica only felt that the man must have found an excuse to pick him up. She had encountered such tricks many times.

The man pointed his chin slightly to show that he understood the situation. Although there was no special expression on his face, Jessica always felt that his deep eyes were holding back a smile, which made Jessica feel a little annoyed. However, the man seemed to have not noticed the surging inside Jessica and said again, "Thank you for your help, thank you very much. Also, once again, apologize for my rudeness just now, I hope you can accept my apology."

The gentleman was polite and advanced and retreated properly. The man's performance was perfect, but Jessica always felt that there were more emotions hidden behind the man's eyes, which made people want to explore. But... there was no chance, because after the man finished speaking, he turned around and left, and walked with another companion next to him in the direction she pointed just now.

Jessica stood there, a little surprised. She had no idea that the man would leave directly like this - not only did he not introduce himself, but also did not ask her name. Could it be that the man really came to visit his friend instead of asking her to chat with her? This possibility surged in her heart, making Jessica's cheeks hot and she was a little overwhelmed.

Looking at the man's back as he left, Jessica felt his heart hitting his chest with unprecedented violent force, and the emotion was almost out of control. This made Jessica realize the danger - the man was too dangerous. Just such a brief conversation made her lose her sense of measure. If she took a step closer, would it mean that moths flew into the flames and were wiped out? This dangerous alarm forced Jessica to calm down. She must stay away from such a dangerous person!

"Hmph, isn't it just that your butt is a little bit up? What's so great about it?" Jessica looked up and down at the man's back, muttering resentfully, trying to withdraw his gaze, but it was so difficult. "Then your shoulders are wider, your waist is narrower, your height is straighter, your eyes are deeper, and your lips are sexy..." Halfway through the words, Jessica braked and swallowed all the words behind him, turned her head hard, and ignored the dangerous man.

Albert looked back and found that Jessica's eyes were still not leaving. He pushed Lance's arm with his elbow, "Hey, that's a super beauty. Now it seems that she seems to be very interested in you." Then he showed a meaningful smile, "It's Lance!"

Lance did not react much and glanced at Albert indifferently, "What, are you interested in her? Do you need me to match you?" Albert choked directly, looking at Lance's unmoved expression with a depressed look on his face. Finally, he could only sigh and shake his head without saying a word.

Between the staff, Lance asked all the way, following the guidance to the corner of the exterior wall of the studio. Before turning the corner, he could hear an angry voice coming, "Listen clearly, I am the first photographer, you are just the second photographer! I don't need you to tell me how to do it. Don't think that you have filmed several independent movies that have never been known about, you are a character! Tell you that in this crew, I have the right to speak, you must listen to me! There are no additional conditions! If you don't want to, you can get out at any time. Every day, there are countless people who want to compete for this position. One more is not more, and one less is not less!"

Lance and Albert exchanged a glance and stopped. This situation is common in Hollywood. Americans originally advocate personality, so most young people are clear and outspoken. However, after entering society, they gradually realized that "personality" also needs to be divided into occasions. The cruelty and blood of reality will smooth out all the edges bit by bit. A sad but helpless reality.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a sloppy beard walked over quickly. When he found that there was actually someone in the corner of the wall, he threw the cigarette in his hand aside and glared at the two of them fiercely. The threat was really obvious, and he quickly left.

Because the situation just now was special, I accidentally encountered the dilemma of the person involved being scolded by my boss, so Albert chose to avoid it and stayed there; Lance walked around the corner alone, and then saw Hayden's familiar figure.

The iconic black thick eyebrows were irritated together, and the slender peach blossom eyes narrowed into a line. The black eyes, which were like grapes soaked in water, were hidden in the shadow of the sun, as if they had disappeared. The slightly sloppy stubborn stubble was climbing around on his chin, making the cheeks that were already the size of a palm look even smaller.

Hayden heard the footsteps and turned his head directly. He paused for a moment, and then the smile in his eyes and mouth suddenly burst out. He walked forward quickly and gave Lance a big hug. "Shameless guy, finally came to the crew to visit the set. Last week, Gao Wen was still showing off to me. In the playoffs last season, you came to the scene to cheer him on every game. Haha, it's my turn to show off to him now."

Lance rubbed Hayden's head familiarly, and the long curled black hair suddenly seemed like a bird's nest, messy, "So are your work in the crew smoothly now? That person was your immediate boss just now?"

Hayden waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, it's just because there's a little dispute between shooting light and angle. He has high qualifications, so he vents his emotions and fucks the society, right?" Hayden seemed to be careless at all, and even laughed at Lance, "It doesn't matter, I still stick to my own work anyway. In the end, the director and producer nodded, that's enough."

"Are you sure?" Lance frowned and looked puzzled. "I was thinking that since you were unhappy here, I happened to have a job offer here."

"Work? Are you planning to start a new project?" Hayden's attention suddenly fell to the point.

Lance was not polite, nodding and affirmed, "I left Diorama Pictures and set up a self-employed company, and now I am preparing for the first work of the new company. I am the screenwriter and producer, and I am forming a crew. I need a photographer who has a unique understanding of the lens. So, I think, I need your help."

Although Hayden has a job now, Lance and Hayden have been friends for many years, and they don’t need to be polite. If not, Hayden will definitely tell the truth, so Lance made a special trip to find him.

Hayden did not answer immediately, but looked at Lance's eyes carefully, "But, you know, if it was your business, I would definitely nod and agree. However, I have signed a contract with 'Post Times**' now..." Hayden did not beat around the bush, nor did he be hypocritical and polite, and went straight to the point.

Hayden deliberately paused, looked at Lance's slightly dim eyes, and the sly smile on his lips gradually bloomed, "If you are the director of this work, then I will immediately tear up my current employment contract, give up this high-paying job, and be the photographer of your work."
Chapter completed!