The next day, Eric still came to the set early. After a night's rest, he finally stopped walking with a limp. Everyone in the production team tacitly did not mention the scene that happened yesterday, but most of them had undisguised curiosity and speculation in their eyes.
"Nicole, is Julia here?" Eric asked Nicole Frank who lowered his head and pretended to adjust the camera.
Nicole raised his head and pointed to the trailer, with an ambiguous smile on his face: "Miss Roberts has already arrived, in the trailer."
Eric patted Nicole on the shoulder and walked towards the trailer. Everyone who was pretending to be busy behind him looked at Eric's back in unison.
"The director won't get angry, right?" A crew member asked his companion in a low voice.
"Who knows, but don't worry, the film is almost finished, and the heroine will definitely not be changed temporarily. Hey, why did you say that Miss Roberts kicked the director yesterday? High heels, it hurts so much."
"You ask me, I'll ask who. But between the director and the actress, it's just that kind of shit. Speaking of which, I quite like Julia Luo. A shrew like Berts is strong enough."
"It's still good enough. You came late, and you didn't see Julia Roberts's distraught look when he came over in the morning. You probably regretted it all night."
Amidst the whispers behind him, Eric stepped into the trailer, and Julia was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, absent-mindedly letting Alison rub her foundation, seeing Eric in the vanity mirror, Julia His body collapsed.
"Alison, you go out first." Eric pointed to the door and said to Alison.
Alison put down her makeup tools, glanced at Julia worriedly, and then turned and walked out of the trailer. Eric locked the trailer door behind her back, walked to Julia, pushed aside the bottles and cans on the dressing table, and turned around. Leaning up, he looked down at Julia.
The girl's face was a little haggard, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes flickered, she didn't dare to meet Eric's gaze, she put her hands on her knees and kneaded the corners of her clothes unconsciously.
"You don't have anything to say, such as an apology or something?" Seeing the trembling look of the girl, Eric sighed and spoke first.
Julia lowered her head even lower, her hands clenched into small fists, but she stubbornly bit her lips without saying a word.
Eric reached out and lifted the girl's chin, forcing Julia's eyes to meet his own, with a little impatience in his tone: "Look at me, say something."
The moment the four eyes met again, Julia's body trembled visibly. Looking at Eric's aggressive gaze, she thought of that night again, and that's how this hateful guy treated her that night. For some reason, the stubborn resistance in her heart disappeared in an instant, and instead, an inexplicable expectation arose.
Eric withdrew his fingers, but Julia still mechanically kept her head up, her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were filled with emotional mist.
After staring at each other for a few seconds, the scene of that blurred night appeared in Eric's mind again, and he couldn't help stretching out his index finger again, gently slid across the girl's cheek, and slid towards the girl's rosy lip line.
Julia groaned silently: That's it, that's it... that's it.
This time, the girl did not remain passive, but opened her lips lightly, wrapped the finger in it, looked at Eric with roving eyes, and moved her little tongue flexibly, as if she was handling something, carefully Sucking Eric's index finger.
After a while, Eric couldn't help but put his thumb into the girl's mouth, grabbed the flexible little tongue and squeezed it. Amid the girl's soft groan, Eric suddenly came back to his senses , a little embarrassed by his gaffe, took out a tissue and wiped his wet fingers, and looked at the girl with a look of anticipation and confusion: "Well, I seem to... understand what the problem is."
Julia leaned forward, resting her head on Eric's belly, sliding her little hand to Eric's belt. Just about to make a move, Eric stretched out his hand to stop Julia's move: "Julia, this place is not suitable, but there are dozens of people waiting for us outside."
"I... I don't care." The girl panted lightly, her hands still moving.
Eric raised his hand, trying to wake the girl up, but suddenly remembered that in this situation, not only would the girl not wake up, but her emotions would intensify instead. After thinking about it, Eric walked to the trailer door and opened it, bright light and the voices of the crew members around came into the car.
Eric turned his head to look, and Julia's eyes had regained a little clarity. Fortunately, the instinctive shame was able to suppress the obedience. This is a good thing, and she is not seriously ill.
"Okay, Julia, let's forget about yesterday. We'll talk about it after the movie is done. I'm... sorry about that, but you might need some therapy."
Although Julia was twenty-two years old, she didn't understand what Eric's last sentence meant. She had only completed high school, and she didn't have the extensive knowledge that Eric had accumulated in decades of previous lives.
However, the submissiveness that remained in her emotions just now made her nod obediently. At the same time, hearing the words of psychotherapy and thinking about her actions just now, Julia also knew that there must be something wrong with her.
"Can you tell me what's going on?" Julia asked after tidying up her messy clothes.
Eric returned to Julia and saw a lock of long hair drooping on the girl's forehead. He wanted to lift it up for Julia, but he just stretched out his hand and quickly took it back: "I'm sorry, Julia, you may be I have mild Stockholm syndrome."
Julia looked confused, she only knew that Stockholm was the capital of Sweden. But seeing the guilty and embarrassed look on Eric's face, Julia didn't ask any more questions.
Some crew members were disappointed when they saw Eric get off the trailer so quickly. The trailer rented by the crew is not big. If a man and a woman do some periodic exercise in it, the body will definitely shake stand up. It is a pity that this kind of thing did not happen, and it also disappointed the people who were looking forward to the gossip.
"What are you thinking, cheer me up and get ready to work," Eric was already guilty, and was a little annoyed by these unscrupulous guys: "Alison, it's you, why hide, and that Who, hurry up and put on makeup for Julia. Nicole, why hasn’t the filming track been laid out yet, don’t you want to do it, Alan, bring me my director’s script…”
Following Eric's roar, all members of the crew moved quickly, and a busy day of filming officially began.
…
This afternoon, Jeffrey rushed back from New York. At the same time, Eric was notified that the title of Firefly Company produced by Pixar had been completed. After one day of filming, Eric met with Pixar at Firefly headquarters.
"Eric, this is Mr. John Lasseter, Executive Vice President of Creative at Pixar. John, this is Eric." Following Jeffrey's introduction, the two shook hands.
"Mr. Lasseter, I'm sorry to keep you waiting until now." Eric apologized. John Lasseter arrived at the Firefly headquarters at four o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't see Eric until seven o'clock in the evening. But at this time, John didn't dare to complain too much, because every single business that Pixar can get is extremely important to the survival of this studio.
"It's okay, Mr. Williams, I think, let's take a look at the title commissioned by your company first."
"Of course," Eric nodded, and the three of them came to Firefly's screening room together, and John Lasseter personally loaded the finished title video into the projector.
On the screen, a little girl in a red hoodie is holding a glass bottle and standing on a field under the night sky. The girl opened the lid of the glass bottle, and a firefly in the bottle shook its wings a few times, quickly jumped out of the glass bottle, drew a flowery firefly-film light and shadow in the air, and then floated away, getting farther and farther away, and finally turned into a firefly. The brightest star in the starry night sky.
The full length of the opening logo is about 30 seconds, and after playing it several times, Eric frowned and expressed his opinion: "Mr. Lasseter, is the little girl's movements too stiff in the screen?"