Chapter 187 Cierra Was Kidnapped

Night fell.

The Mount Mist Film and Television Base lit up with lights and sparks.

The armored general actor stood under the pine trees, surrounded by a bonfire. The dim yellow firelight illuminated half of his face.

Opposite him was the ever-burning lamp.

The modern houses were built with cement bricks and tiles. People were hurrying to and fro around in an orderly manner.

Cierra stood behind the camera and looked at Coby. Suddenly, she smiled and sighed with emotion.

“Mr. Frost, look at this structure. Doesn’t it look like the general who guarded this land hundreds of years ago just wanted his descendants to live a peaceful life?”

At this time, the cameraman was just ready to shoot, and the picture happened to be circled into the panoramic view. The bonfire seemed to become a dividing line between ancient and modern times.

Hearing this, Markel Frost’s gaze also fell on the diagram, and he was shocked.

After a long while, he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, “I know how to change the script!”

The noise almost knocked over the cameras in front of him, and even Cierra, who was next to him,

blinked innocently.

Unfortunately, Mr. Frost, who was next to her, was still unaware of it. He looked at her excitedly and said, “Ms. Boyle, you said in the afternoon that there was something wrong with my script. I paid too much attention to the fighting scene and neglected the logic of the content. What do you think if I add…?”

“Mr. Frost, I don’t have the experience of being a screenwriter. It’s not appropriate for you to discuss this with me. What I said in the afternoon was just a casual remark. Don’t take it to heart. I’m not a professional.”

Cierra interrupted the director and waved her hand, indicating that she couldn’t do it.

she was learning cooking from her

know that Mr. Frost would seize the opportunity to discuss it with her? There was a special field in this field. As a painter, she still didn’t participate in their

script from an audience’s point of view, but after all, she was not a professional.

interrupt him as soon

from her chair in a hurry. “Mr. Frost, it’s almost time. Why don’t we get to work? Everyone is waiting to get off work! You can’t

not like you young people these days who don’t have any motivation at all. You have to try harder. Don’t be afraid

and asked the staff to prepare

things on your

film it next time! Look at how old I am. Maybe your script will be my last movie. Young

him. “Mr. Frost, please don’t joke around. I might as well make you a

continued to speak in bad mandarin, “Well, we can talk while eating. It doesn’t matter! Young people should try

the waterfall. While listening to the director’s chattering around the award-winning actor’s sister, who had only been in the production team for less than a

rely on her relationship with Coby to get close to Mr.

the production team was really bad. Because they were on the mountain, they

obviously the

the young man didn’t say anything, it was obvious that he

had no choice but

of the Mayo family, so there was nothing wrong with the taste.

was one more person in William’s

also treated Cierra very well. He directly gave the

had closed off for filming, the speed of the internet in the

the script to others out of boredom, so he came up with the following idea that the plot still needed to

the time

the shooting site, Mr. Frost’s entire aura changed. He roared at them,

filming tonight or if they were working

interfere. She sat calmly on the director’s tiger-skin chair and crossed her legs as she watched Mr. Frost personally instruct the actors on how to shoot.

recording was completed, all the staff began to

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