Chapter 1290: Chapter 1286 Performance
"Moore, how are you? Did you find your state today?"
Badatu looked at the somewhat exhausted Moore and sighed helplessly.
If he appears in this state again, they will have to temporarily halt the shooting process. Forcing the shoot will not benefit the progress of the crew and might even have serious consequences.
"I’ll try. Moore doesn’t want his situation to delay the entire crew’s schedule.
Qiao Xiaren took the cap of the mineral water bottle that Annie had helped open, took a sip, glanced at Moore, thought for a moment, and went over directly to pat Moore on the shoulder.
"Hey Qiao." Thinking about how his situation was slowing down the crew’s schedule, Moore frustratedly scratched his head and felt somewhat ashamed facing Qiao Xiaren.
"Moore, we have a very important scene coming up, we can go through the script beforehand together."
Moore opened his mouth and instinctively said okay, then followed Qiao Xiaren over to the other side.
Yamada Kawako coldly ridiculed on the side: "Really thinks he’s so amazing, trying to act like a master and guide others?"
Since the last time they participated in the same reality show, Yamada Kawako has been discontent with Qiao Xiaren in various ways, disliking him in every aspect. A person from S Country, a backward nation, how could he have the ability to show off in front of these people?
The deputy director also felt it was somewhat unreliable, fearing that Qiao Xiaren might lead others to an even more extreme place.
An actor, being able to perform his own role well is already thankfulness to the heavens.
Look, even Deputy Director Jiu Lian felt it was impossible. Seeing this, Yamada Kawako couldn’t help but laugh loudly again, with a sense of mockery.
"Director, do you think this will work?" The assistant couldn’t believe Qiao Xiaren just went to Moore for a line run, and Moore could do it?
"Not possible? If not, you go!" The director expressionlessly pressed a palm on the assistant’s face, making the assistant’s tears flow, "Okay, okay, okay..."
Soon, the five-minute break was over, the director looked seriously at the monitor and shouted action.
In the prison
Vienna sat quietly in the monitoring room, wearing prison clothes.
"Mr. Vienna, do you have anything you’d like to tell your wife?"
Vienna lowered his head and thought for a long time, his eyes quietly downcast, seeming to ponder.
At this moment, his mind was filled with Caroline, which has hindered his ability to think about anything else.
He lifted his head, opened his mouth wanting to say something, but then bitterly smiled and shook his head, giving up on what he had wanted to say.
"I want to make a phone call to my wife, is that okay?"
"You can, but you only have one minute." The serious atmosphere of the prison made Vienna feel oppressed, but he still wanted to speak to his wife.
The warden handed over the phone and stood beside him.
The call connected quickly, and a woman’s gentle voice came through: "Hello?"
"It’s me."
Vienna’s mood was very complex at this moment, both sad and happy.
In his restless unease, his wife’s familiar voice came through, and for that moment, he suddenly felt like crying.
"Vienna? Are you okay?"
"I’m good, are you and the kids okay?"
"The kids and I are fine, just missing you." A sobbing sound suddenly came from the other side, "Vienna, the kids and I miss you..."
That sound from the throat made Moore feel a trembling all over, an indescribable sadness.
They only had two minutes.
Two minutes, that is three years.
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