bookmarkrole Chapter 291 A famous director wants to invite Su Qingge to act in a film.
Chapter 291 A famous director wants to invite Su Qingge to act in a film.
Director Martin seemed to completely ignore Lin Zhou's disgruntled complaints.
At this moment, his eyes were only on Su Qingge. His fanatical gaze was like that of a miser who had seen a rare and priceless book, or a madman who had encountered the truth.
This semi-open restaurant on the top floor of the manor was made even more magnificent by the slanting rays of the setting sun, with golden and red light and shadow slowly flowing across Su Qingge's fair profile.
"Ms. Su, please forgive my intrusion, but this is by no means a trivial matter."
Martin waved his hands exaggeratedly and spoke very quickly, his voice trembling with excitement.
"Having spent thirty years in Hollywood, I've seen countless beautiful faces, but only in you have I seen that kind of divine, aloofness that could shatter the screen."
Su Qingge was a little dizzy from his barrage of flattery.
She held the thick script between her fingers, her gaze unconsciously falling on the line describing "source code".
This is indeed a multinational mega-production with a staggering investment scale, involving power struggles, business wars, and a love that struggles in the dark yet remains extremely pure.
It would be a lie to say she wasn't tempted. Every woman probably harbors a dazzling dream of the screen, especially since this role seemed to be a perfect fit for her.
"The depth of this story far exceeds your imagination."
Martin seemed to sense Su Qingge's hesitation, and he took a step forward decisively, his tone becoming sincere.
"As long as you're willing to act, all the resources in the production team will revolve around you. I'm even willing to change the female lead's name to 'Su'."
"We can use top-notch special effects to recreate every detail from your memory."
Director Martin Scorsese spoke with great conviction, even bowing his head in humility, making this Oscar-caliber pomp seem cheap at that moment.
Su Qingge pursed her lips, her lively gaze lingering on the script for a moment before she looked somewhat awkwardly at Lin Zhou sitting to the side.
"Lin Zhou... what do you think?"
She didn't agree immediately, even though she really liked the challenging role.
But when it comes to such important matters, she's more accustomed to consulting the man who always seems to have the final say.
Lin Zhou was holding a piece of chopped watermelon in his hand, patiently feeding it to Nuonuo, who was in a daze.
Hearing Su Qingge's question, he lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at the director with a fleshy face but humble eyes.
"What do I think?"
Lin Zhou snorted coldly and tossed the fork crisply onto the porcelain plate.
He slowly took the script in front of Su Qingge and casually turned to page thirty-seven.
His previously listless expression froze noticeably the moment his gaze fell upon a certain passage of text.
The air in the restaurant seemed to be sucked out by some heavy pressure in that instant.
Lin Zhou's face began to darken, and the chill that seeped from the end of his spine made Director Martin across from him shiver.
"Mr. Lin...is there something wrong with the script?"
Martin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice becoming soft and insecure.
Lin Zhou didn't speak; he frantically flipped through a few pages.
His fingers, from applying too much pressure, left a clear crease on the expensive specialty paper.
"Who wrote this section?"
Lin Zhou extended his slender index finger and pointed forcefully at a scene where "the male lead is rescued from the bathroom by the female lead, and the two gaze deeply into each other's eyes and touch each other in the steamy atmosphere."
Director Martin paused for a moment, then hesitated before speaking:
"That was the climax of the script, meant to express that extreme sense of ambiguity..."
"The ultimate sense of ambiguity?"
Lin Zhou suddenly let out a piercing, cold laugh.
He slammed the script shut, and his once deep, ocean-like eyes now seemed to be ignited with two violent black flames.
"Martin, you just said that as long as my wife agrees, the ending can be changed at will?"
Martin was so overwhelmed by Lin Zhou's aura that he almost collapsed to the ground, and nodded frantically.
"Yes! Yes! As long as Ms. Su can star in it, you can even change the male lead to a dog!"
Lin Zhou slammed the script on the table with such force that the glass of red wine wobbled uncomfortably.
He looked at Su Qingge, his eyes filled with such intense possessiveness that it was almost tangible.
"Qingge, what do you think of this script?"
Su Qingge was stunned. It was the first time she had ever seen Lin Zhou show such a frustrated yet domineering expression.
"It's...it's quite suspenseful, especially those layers of twists and turns..."
She gave her honest assessment, but her tone became cautious because of Lin Zhou's expression.
Lin Zhou coldly interrupted her.
He turned his head and stared at Director Martin's face, which was filled with fear.
"Tension? It certainly has a lot of tension."
"Especially these kinds of scenes that try to make my wife hug and kiss other men in front of the camera, it's practically challenging the limits of my intelligence."
Director Martin felt his heart was about to stop, and he whispered his defense:
"We can use a body double, or use a camera trick..."
"substitute?"
Lin Zhou snorted disdainfully, leaning forward slightly, exuding an extremely dangerous sense of aggression.
"In my dictionary, even a stand-in is the greatest provocation to me, Lin Zhou."
He picked up the script again and scanned it line by line, his face turning from pale to a deep, somber color.
"And I just discovered an interesting problem."
Lin Zhou turned the script back to the first page and pointed to an inconspicuous doodle symbol where the author's name was credited.
"Isn't this the special symbol used by Organization K in Hollywood for their brainwashing films?"
Director Martin's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he stumbled back three steps, nearly knocking over the wine rack behind him.
"How...how did you recognize this...?"
Lin Zhou slowly stood up and casually tore the priceless script in half.
"Martin, go back and tell the man who brought you here."
"If you want my wife to get involved, you'll need to find a more sophisticated bait than this."
"This kind of attempt to recreate my past with Qingge through the script, and then disgust me in the play, is extremely low-class."
Lin Zhou deftly pulled out a check from his pocket, scribbled down an outrageous number in a few strokes, and threw it directly at Martin's fat face.
"This is your appearance fee for kneeling for the three hours you just did."
"Now, get out of my sight."
Martin didn't even dare to pick up the check. He scrambled out of the manor, looking as disheveled as a hyena being chased by a tiger.
Su Qingge looked at the scraps of paper scattered all over the floor and sighed helplessly.
"Lin Zhou, you were really too fierce just now."
"fierce?"
Lin Zhou turned around, grabbed Su Qingge's head domineeringly, and bit her warm red lips as punishment.
"If I don't act tough, am I supposed to just sit here and watch you kiss that lousy male lead on the big screen?"
Su Qingge's breathing became somewhat disordered from his kiss, and the slight regret she had felt earlier was dispelled by this direct expression of love.
"Was that script really just bait from the K organization?"
She leaned against Lin Zhou's chest and asked, somewhat puzzled.
Lin Zhou's eyes regained their dangerous depth as he looked out the window at the Hollywood night view, a symbol of prosperity and decadence.
"They probably think we've been too relaxed lately, so they want to do something funny to remind us that the cat-and-mouse game isn't over yet."
"However, since they want to play with 'art'..."
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Lin Zhou's lips.
"Then I'll show them what a real 'box office poison' is."
He turned to look at Nuonuo, who was still diligently munching on watermelon.
"Honey, do you want to go and tear down that jerk's movie studio tomorrow?"
Nuonuo excitedly raised her little hand.
"Yes! Nuonuo wants to be the demolition team leader!"
Lin Zhou laughed heartily and casually picked up the new folder next to him that was still unopened.
That was a massive acquisition plan.
"Qingge, since they find the movie interesting, let's turn half of Hollywood into the Lin family's private property."
"You want to be a movie queen? Fine, I'll build you a special film studio, and I can only be the male lead."
Su Qingge was both amused and exasperated.
"You're hopeless."