"What else do you think I called you here for? Stephen persuaded the director to push back the scene for you." Larry kept walking forward as he turned his head and pointed a finger at Veronica. "You are in luck. It just so happens that Stephen likes 'kung fu' very much, and he is obsessed with you. He wouldn't have humbled himself and begged the director if it was someone else."
Even though certain fight scenes could be pushed back during filming, some plots couldn't wait because of the setting.
Furthermore, the crew had taken a lot of effort to make a fairly expensive set just for Stephen's fight scene.
Veronica's absence alone had delayed the progress of the entire crew.
"How is this a good thing? I can't act at all. Also, couldn't you just reject Stephen for me if I didn't answer your call?"
Veronica might be interested in trying out acting, but she wasn't a fan of owing others favors.
The point was, she was self-aware. She was aware that she was incompetent and was not worthy of making everyone wait for her.
Even though Stephen was well-intentioned, his actions inadvertently had made Veronica feel stressed.
"I told Stephen that, but he is so stubborn. He insisted on making the director wait for you for the day."
"I..." She was speechless after hearing that.
As soon as they walked outside the studio, Stephen, who saw Veronica, hurried over to her while he greeted her enthusiastically. "Hello, Master."
"I would rather you call me Veronica, Stephen," she replied bashfully.
She had never agreed to be his master.
"Veronica? That is a very nice name. Come. I will take you to meet the director. I've made him very angry because I wanted to give you this opportunity."
It was probably because Stephen was a martial artist that he was straightforward and had proceeded to ruthlessly shove Larry away. He then threw his arm around Veronica's shoulders and struck up a conversation, as though they were the best of friends. "How did you do that backflip and side kick when we were fighting yesterday? It was awesome! And the foundation of your basic skills are really solid. You are definitely as good as you look."
"I am sure we are evenly matched. I am not as good as you say." Veronica gave a modest reply.
On the other hand, Larry, who was left aside, looked at the two people who were happily chatting in front of him with a gloomy expression on his face. "D*mn you, Demoness! How dare you forget that I am here?"
After entering the studio, Stephen brough Veronica straight to the rest area to meet the director.
Johansson, this is Veronica Murphy, the American woman I told you who knows martial arts. Her kung fu is quite remarkable," Stephen praised her without hesitation.
He then introduced the director to her. "This is the famous director Johansson Willaume. He has won various awards in Castron, such as the Best Director Award, the Best Screenplay Award, and the Best Creative Award. Anyway, he is a talented person."
Veronica was not acquainted with Johansson, but she had seen him on TV.
She couldn't help feeling intimidated as she looked at the director with an artist's temperament. He appeared to be in his fifties, with fluffy mid-length hair and a full beard. Even his sharp eyes were oppressive.
She nodded slightly and maintaining the basic etiquette, reached out to shake his hand. "Mr. Johansson, I am truly sorry for keeping you waiting."
The man only continued to sit in his chair as he watched the replay on the camera. He completely ignored the hand she reached out.
Left hanging, Veronica raised her eyebrows in embarrassment before she clenched her outstretched hand, thereafter slowly retracting it.
Stephen felt upset when he saw Johansson sitting on his high horse, so he sent a kick his way. "This is my future master. Can you be a little more polite?"
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