On the first day off, Basil's discussion with the scriptwriter went into the afternoon. The female writer insisted that kiss scenes could create one climax after another in the plot, and even felt that bed scenes should be interspersed. Basil's face turned pale upon hearing that Kadin and Felipe both had bed scenes with Rihanna. He angrily rebuked, saying it wasn't a porn film, so why so many bed scenes? The female writer argued that these scenes were necessary for the normal development of the plot and were not deliberately erotic. She further argued that bed scenes are an art, and making them an artistic aspect of the film rather than erotic was the director's job.
"You call this not erotic!" The director threw his phone, luckily landing on the soft carpet, preventing it from breaking into pieces.
The discussion had ruined his afternoon. As he got more and more irritated, Director Han picked up the phone he had thrown, turned it back on, and sent a message. Thirty minutes later, the unfortunate Cierra was once again in the director's car.
"Sir, are you tormenting me?" Cierra yawned unladylike, thinking she finally had a break to catch up on sleep, only to be called out by the director shortly after lunch.
"Didn't I tell you not to use formal language?" The director was very angry now, his tone harsh.
Cierra thought Basil might have had a bad day, so she restrained her usual playful demeanor and responded respectfully, "Sorry, I forgot. Did you call me to give me the new script?"
Mentioning the script again hit a sore spot for the director. As a director who couldn't handle his scriptwriter, the thought made his face darken, as if a storm was brewing. Cierra, seeing this, was alarmed and decided to keep quiet.
They soon arrived at Darnell's apartment building. Basil parked in the basement, then led Cierra upstairs to ring Darnell's doorbell. When Darnell opened the door, he couldn't hide his surprise, "Isn't today supposed to be a day off? How come you two are together?"
"No. I have a plot issue to discuss with you," Basil said, pushing the door open and signaling Cierra to enter first before following.
"Plot? Then you shouldn't be looking for me, you should be looking for Salma!" Salma was the one who had just caused Basil to drop his phone.
Basil glared atDarnell with an unpleasant expression. Darnell felt a chill sweep over him but didn't know why, so he looked to Cierra for an explanation.
Cierra shrugged, indicating she was also a victim and had no idea how they got caught in the aftermath of the storm. She signaled not to ask her any questions.
When the three of them sat down on the sofa, Basil started complaining, "Darnell, let me ask you, do you think kiss and bed scenes are necessary in this drama?"
Since neither Darnell nor Cierra knew who the director was asking, they both answered. Darnell said, "It depends on the plot development. I think in today's society, no one wants to watch a bland drama. It needs to have some talking points, the more explosive the better. That's when bed scenes come in handy."
Basil gave Darnell another glare, thinking he was a blockhead he couldn't communicate with, and then turned to Cierra.
His gaze made Cierra feel like she was being stared at by a hungry wolf. She didn't know how the usually gentle Mr. Logan had become like this. To avoid adding fuel to the fire, she decided to give a completely different answer from Darnell's. "I don't think it's necessary. What's important is the substance and depth of the drama, whether it can resonate with the audience regarding period dramas. Whether there are kiss and bed scenes shouldn't matter."
Basil's expression improved after hearing this. He nodded, took out his phone, and handed it to Darnell. "You! Call Salma and tell her to delete all the kiss and bed scenes between Trevon and Trevon!"
Darnell was terrified. What did it have to do with him? Why should he call Yawen? Couldn't Darnell call her himself?
"By the way, the kiss scene between Trevon and Lettie was shot beautifully. Delete all other scenes except the one already shot."
Wait, it's not like that. How was he supposed to convey such vague instructions? What if he accidentally conveyed it wrong? He handed the phone back to Basil, shaking his head. "You better tell her yourself!"
Basil's face turned sour, and he said through gritted teeth, "She just had a fight with me and refuses to delete the bed scenes between those two."
Darnell sensed something odd from Basil's reaction. He gestured for Cierra to go to the balcony first, then bluntly asked, "Hey, Basil, how come I never noticed you have the same orientation as me before? Are you coming out or what? Otherwise, why do you care about the bed scenes between Trevon and Keon?"
"F*** you!" Oh, the director cursed. "Who wants to come out with you!"
Darnell turned pale, feeling that Basil was not respecting his orientation, so his tone also became unfriendly, and the atmosphere grew tense. "Since you don't want to come out, why do you care about the bed scenes between Trevon and Keon? Got nothing better to do?"
But as he spoke, a sudden idea flashed in Darnell's mind. He stopped arguing with Basil and instructed him, "Sit here and calm down for a bit. I'll get you a glass of water from the kitchen."
As soon as he reached the kitchen, he didn't even pour the water first. He took out his phone and quickly turn on his phone to ask Salma what she had argued with Basil about. To his surprise, he immediately saw Salma's reply.
"Who knows what's wrong with Mr. Logan? He wants me to delete all the kiss and bed scenes between Trevon, Keon, and Cierra. If he's so afraid of others stealing his woman, why doesn't he just replace the female lead?"
Tsk tsk tsk, Darnell understood at a glance! So this was what the great director was worried about. As the saying goes, "the onlooker sees more clearly." Salma was indeed cut out to be a scriptwriter; her keen eyes justified the hefty sum they paid to poach her from another TV station.
