"It sucks? How bad is it?" The voice came from Leonardo's side. It was James. After he finished talking with the assistant director, he happened to see Leonardo asking the props artist for a picture album, so he came over to see it. Look, but he doesn't look very happy now.
"Very-very-bad!" Angela said as if she couldn't see it at all, dragging her voice and spreading out her hands.
"Angie, I don't think this painting will get a very bad evaluation, right?" Rachel looked at James and came out to smooth things out, "You know, this painting is..."
"James drew it, I'm not mistaken!" The girl took it with a smile.
The three people around were stunned, and James' displeasure turned into surprise: "Why do you say this painting sucks? Angie?"
The girl did not answer directly, but held up the sketch and commented: "I said that the drawing is very detailed and accurate, and it is at least 8 points similar to Rachel, and it can be grasped from three aspects and five tones. Looking at it, you can see that the author's basic skills are very solid, but..."
She looked at the big director: "Tell me, James, in the decades since you and your mother began to learn painting, have you drawn more characters or more mechanical engineering drawings?"
"Well... I think most of them should be engineering drawings..." James thought for a while, and suddenly came back to his senses: "Hey, you are violating other people's privacy!"
"Come on, James, if everything written on a resume counts as protected privacy, then at least half of the world's people are put in prison and the other half are watching over them!" Angela rolled her eyes and continued with the sketch. Said: "Now do you understand what I'm talking about? The adjective after meticulous and accurate is - rigid!"
She said and exchanged the picture book for James: "This picture is not a painting, but a block print, understand? Block print. Carve Rachel's shape, then print it on the drawing paper, it's for me It's this feeling, it's lifeless!"
James frowned slightly, looked at the sketch in his hand carefully, and sighed: "Although I don't want to admit it, I still have to say that your opinion is correct." He smiled bitterly, "It seems that I haven't seen it for a long time. I have painted portraits, and I really miss the time when the exhibition was held."
However, the director recovered quickly, and looked at Angela with bright eyes: "So, how about helping solve this problem, Anji?"
"Huh?" Angela was stunned. "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly. You mean... "
"Whoever finds the problem, whoever solves it, doesn't it?" James raised his eyebrows.
"But I just..."
"Don't say you're not responsible for those nonsense, if you have nothing to do with "Titanic", that's fine, but the problem is that you are the screenwriter of the movie, and you also have to play the soundtrack at the same time, then I think you need to help solve some problems !" James raised his index finger and shook it, "and also don't tell me you don't have that ability, don't forget that the costumes you designed are still in my place. And you have drawn animations, movies and music videos. Split shots. Even elementary school entries for statewide art competitions are sketches of David’s head—things written on a resume don’t count as protected privacy, do they?”
Angela opened her mouth wide, she didn't know what to say at all. She never thought of drawing this picture herself. The reason why she approved this sketch was because she was watching this movie repeatedly in her previous life. Sadly, this is the sketch.
As a movie fan, although she also likes to find loopholes and find faults, when she really starts to watch again, instead of watching with a picky mentality, she will automatically devote herself to it and selectively forget those that will affect the viewing. place. Except for that picture! Although she was only a graduate of a second-class art academy at that time, her attainments in fine arts were still quite good. So every time I see that blunt sketch, I feel very sad. Later, I learned that James Cameron did it himself and complained a lot, and it is still drawn by this guy. But what she didn't expect was that the old guy put this problem into her hands.
"Actually... This painting is very good, and it doesn't need to be painted again." Angela faltered and shied away, but James folded his arms and looked at her without saying a word.
"Okay, if you want to change it, then change it. Why don't you ask an art professor to help you draw a pair? Why do you have to let me come?" The girl spread her hands.
"If I needed an art professor, I would have looked for it a long time ago, instead of painting it myself! This is my movie! I don't allow others to interfere!" James said word by word, "You repainting is my biggest concession. !"
He followed him and eased his breath: "If you don't meet the requirements, then forget it."
Angela took a deep breath in her heart. It is said that James Cameron took care of almost everything in pursuit of perfection when filming "Titanic". It's not easy for such a self-centered guy to say such a thing. It's really not easy for him to refuse. Besides, his last words also aroused the girl's competitive mentality.
"Okay, so be it." Angela nodded and agreed, "Do you want me to start now?"
"Of course, if you want."
"But aren't you about to start shooting the third-class shots?"
James looked at the nearby extras chatting, and then at the girl, wondering: "Is there any necessary connection between this?"
"God, if Rachel was going to make a movie, what would I paint? Air?" Angela rolled her eyes.
"Well, does this have anything to do with me?" Rachel, who had been watching the play for a long time, interjected at this time.
The girl frowned and looked at her: "Please, Rachel, the heroine in the painting is you, you have to get naked and lie down in front of me, and then I can start painting."
"I think you may have made a mistake, Angela." Leonardo also interjected. "In fact, this sketch was drawn by James looking at Rachel's picture?"
"Look at the pictures?" The girl raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, swimsuit photos," he added.
"That's it, I think I understand!" Angela shook her head and looked at the director helplessly and amusedly: "Do you think mannequins are not needed in the art academy, and the students only need to draw Wiener with a broken arm all day long Is it alright? Drawing from photos, no wonder it's so blunt, plus your habit, it's a miracle that you didn't draw Rachel as a steel-bone Terminator!"
"Okay, Angie, okay," James quickly raised his hand, "stop here, I think I understand your request. There are still several shots in third class that need to be shot without Rachel, I can Finish them first, and I can have someone prepare a first-class room for you to use, but... Rachel, what do you mean?"
Rachel pinched her chin. She had been thinking since Angela first spoke. She raised her head and nodded: "I don't think I have any opinion."
Under the arrangement of Matthew, Angela and Rachel came to a perfect first-class cabin, which was the scene where Jack painted Rose's painting. It was very thoughtful, wasn't it
After speaking to Sparrow a few words, the girl closed the door to the room and locked it to prevent anyone from breaking in. Then turned around and walked in front of Rachel: "Are we... starting?"
"You have the final say on this question." Rachel fell on the sofa and sighed in a relaxed manner, "Finally, you can stop being so nervous."
"how?"
"It's not easy to film in front of James. He will never tell you about the film, he will only repeat the filming over and over again. If the psychological quality is slightly worse, you will be overwhelmed. You know, in the scene in Tiaohai. Play..." Rachel couldn't close the chatter box as soon as she opened it, she said to herself, not even caring whether Angela was listening or not, more like venting.
The girl wanted to interrupt her, but it was very interesting to see the changing expressions on her face, sometimes complaining, sometimes angry, sometimes resentful, so she let her go on. And from time to time, humorously inserted two sentences, and then the two both laughed.
"Oops, I think we have to start." After laughing once, Angela looked at the time and called.
"Oh, yes, that's right." Rachel also stood up hurriedly, and took off her clothes carelessly in front of the girl, looking very bold.
Who would be T when she was with Kate? Angela, who was preparing the drawing paper and drawing board, watched Leche suddenly come up with such an idea. You must know that when she was with Kate, she was almost always ordered, and the only time she played a small trick.
Etc., etc! Why are you thinking about this? The girl came back to her senses, and her face was a little red, because... Kate has been refusing to answer her that question
At this time, Rachel had already taken off all her bra and panties, her buttocks could be considered plump, her breasts were not bad, she was very plump and beautiful, she was also a beautiful beauty, as long as she maintained that degree, compared to those Women who are desperately trying to lose weight will be more attractive.
Anyway, there was no one else in the room at this time. Rachel took a closer look at her naked body in the full-length mirror, nodded in satisfaction, and then turned around: "Do you want me to lie down on the sofa now?"
"Ah, yes." Angela nodded quickly, "please lie down on the bed, oh no, on the sofa, thank you."
"Why are you blushing?" Rachel asked strangely at this time, a little thoughtfully, "It's strange, Angie, even if you haven't seen a female body, you shouldn't be blushing, right? Besides, I I remember when we met on Gotland Avenue, it seemed like that, hehe, you're so cute."
"Okay, Rachel!" The girl put down her drawing board and stared at each other. "Lie down for me, right now! Otherwise, I'll open the door and let people outside see what you look like now!"
"Wow, it's really majestic, okay, okay, I'll lie down, now." Rachel shrugged with a smile, lying on the sofa, posing as in the movie, ignoring the other party's threat at all superior.
Angela sighed helplessly, and began to draw a rough outline.