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.

when she was learning cooking from her master in L’Opera Restaurant, her master had often told

opportunity to discuss it with her? There was a special field in this field. As a painter, she still

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

him as soon as possible,”

in a hurry. “Mr. Frost, it’s almost time. Why

getting on in years, I still have the heart to grow old! I’m not like you young people these days who don’t have

staff to prepare for the shoot as he earnestly spoke

of things on

how old I am. Maybe

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

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

and walked to the edge of 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 week, their faces

her relationship with

bad. Because they were on the mountain, they either ate in the canteen with everyone or

was obviously

man didn’t say anything, it was obvious that he was not used to it. He just took a few bites in the first meal and

helpless, Cierra had no choice but to

nothing wrong with

was one more person in William’s lounge as an investor. It was the boss of the production team, Mr.

getting used to it, Mr. Frost, who was impressed by the delicious food, also treated Cierra very well. He directly gave the best seats to her and he occupied the

production team had closed off for filming, the speed of

the script to others out of boredom, so he came up

now was not the time to discuss

entire aura changed. He roared at them, commanding them to

filming tonight or if

tiger-skin chair and crossed her legs as she watched

was completed, all the staff

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