Reborn to Dominate Hollywood

The day ended on a note, and when Ian walked into his home, he had nothing but pure love for the bed he was going to go to as soon as the shoot was over.

It didn't take long for him to realize how tiring the whole filming process was, because the whole film was based on cars and technology, and the urge to make the audience visible was much harder than he thought.

Hats off to Rob Cohen!" Ian once said to himself.

"Host, dinner is ready. As soon as Ian sat down in front of the TV, Valerina appeared from the kitchen and spoke.

"Ah, yes? I'm going to have dinner in my bedroom. Or go to sleep with your head upside down like you did for the first five days, but today you got right!" Ian said as he stood up, his stinging back pain giving him shivers.

Over the past few years, the relationship between Ian and Valerin has developed well. Valerine, who treats Ian as his own son, also maintains the space that Ian needs as a great director, and he wants and needs his own space.

Ian walks over to the table and sees his favorite dish being served.

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10:15 p.m.

He lies on his bed and opens his laptop, on which Ian is working on the entire series of books from The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings.

Niculin Gray is a writer who has been working on the series for 15 years. "The Hobbit" turned out to be similar to the one Ian had read in his previous life.

Although he was stunned at first, as he discovered that one of the greatest masterpieces was in this world, he was also relieved to know that the fantasy genre of this world was not dead.

After a lot of research and delving into the world of fantasy fiction, he found that just like his original world, the entire fantasy world created by Mr. Tolkins was a masterpiece and loved by countless people.

Make an appointment with Mr. Gray on things to do.

Next, he opened the memory library, just to see what else he could handle.

Star Wars

Dark Knight

Ian thought to himself, "These could be the next big things to see in Hollywood." He closed his laptop and lay comfortably under the sheets.

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days passed. Every day is harder than the day before.

"It's been a long day without you,my friend...

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again...

We've come a long way from where we began...

Oh,I'll tell you all about it when I see you again...

When I see you again...

Ian hummed to himself, while the others busied themselves enjoying the rest he had been given.

"It's such a good song... Raereen said, walking behind Ian.

Ian gasped for breath.

", I thought I was the only one. "

You're not alone. How are you doing? It's all work, rest, work, rest... Lei Lin asked, frowning her forehead.

"I might have another job for you, Railyn. Good thing you're here--

" "What... What kind of work?" Raelyn asked.

Reelin looked confused, but because the conversation was so fast, there was very little time left for her to continue asking what he was talking about in her head.

"Hmm... There is also a movie that you can direct. I can make it. But only if you agree to direct. If I don't agree, I'll have to plan for a long time, just to be able to direct this amazing film script that I've been working on. "

I have a question, Ian. Raelyn asked, leaning her hips against the table.

"Of course, you will. What's the problem?" he asked rhetorically.

"How can every script you come up with end up being a blockbuster? Are you kidding? How could it be?" she asked, a faint smile in her voice. Her eyes were bright, and she smiled brightly as she asked the question. If anything, she could imagine how happy she was for him.

"It will be a secret, and if you take on this project, I will answer you. Not in a hurry, not reluctantly. But now that you already know how we filmed Batman, plus your own features, I think it's going to help you a lot in your career. Ian said, approaching her. Standing in front of her, he smiled. "You're gifted in a lot of ways, but this offer will only last if you want to, Raelin. As a friend, I don't want you to say no. He muttered a shrug and walked back from her private space.

"Ah, we'll talk about that again over coffee. By the way, I found out that every morning there was a strange man snooping around our office, and you know why? She asked, frowning, recalling.

It's not just one time, it's a whole week. While Ian sometimes goes straight to the set, it's Nicole and Raelyn who go to the office every day without stopping. That's when they spotted the curly-haired man snooping around the office, sometimes even eavesdropping on other people's conversations.

"I don't know, fire him?" asked Ian, just as curious.

"We'll see. She turned and left.

Ian thought for a moment, smiled self-deprecatingly, and shrugged his shoulders.

"By the way, what song did you just sing, and who is the singer?" she asked, turning around.

"Ah, Ian Renner

?" "What?"

"I'm kidding. I don't sing. But I composed, remember..., "City of Stars"? But my little song is a big problem, but it's still a secret for a few years, can you keep it for me?" he asked, widening his eyes.

Lei Lin was taken aback by his expression, because the man in front of her had never been a person who liked to show people with expressions, either words or conversations about movies.

"Well, I think so. She whispered one last sentence uncertainly, and walked back to what she was doing.

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[on set]

, "Let's shoot!" Ian's loud voice echoed through the microphone in the air on the set.

Brian sits behind the wheel and Dominic sits in the passenger seat, watching the camera as they enjoy a beautiful day in California. Brian was ecstatic because his Nissan was a newborn. Dominic sat in the passenger seat with an open laptop in his lap, operating non-stop. The settings on the screen are clear at a glance, and it is he who is adjusting the fuel mapper.

I want the focus to be on their people, and nothing without focus. The excitement and hope that needs to be built up comes from focus. It's as if the car is your only life, and you, the Nissan, have a new look. And you...... I need more, can we do it again?"

they fell silent as Ian explained. Immediately afterwards, the person with the clapper walked to the scene and showed the second shot of the same scene.

The same vibe was transmitted, but this time, Ian was allowed to film the next few seconds.

"Well... STANDBY.... GO!" shouted Dominic.

Brian stepped on the accelerator, gripped the steering wheel, and the car took off.

"Shifting gears... Dual-clutch... Shifting gears... Shift gears...!" shouted Dominic.

"Ka! Rest for five minutes... We'll be back on the scene when you're ready, Felix, is everything alright?" Ian asked, noticing that when Brian tried to start the car, it didn't start.

"A bit of a small problem. That car will take at least two hours to start, that's what our testers told me. But yes, don't worry, how about we do the same scene with this car?"

Felix showed everyone the stunt car that had been prepared on the field. The owners of these cars are professionals, and for convenience, Ian has the support of all of them.

"Okay, okay. 5 minutes later, Felix, thank you.

Ian sat in the director's seat, looked at the troubles around him, and sighed. Fast & Furious. It's one of his personal favorite movies, but when he remembers the original, there are a few beautiful things that stick in his mind.

First of all, it's hilarious that neither Michelle Rodriguez nor Jordana Brewster had a driver's license before filming the original film, not even a learner's license.

Both are excellent actors, but he was stunned to know this information.

There's also Vin Diesel accidentally breaking the stuntman's nose, which in retrospect is also something that makes the filming even more hilarious.

"Okay, I guess it's okay. Ian's thoughts were interrupted by Felix. "By the way, how much money do we expect to need for this big game? I don't remember the numbers you mentioned that day...

"About 150 cars are enough, and the rest can be handled with VFX. Ian said as he laughed as he recalled the scene of more than 1,500 vehicles participating in the "race wars".

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applause, whistles, and cheers echoed through the gym as Christmas was a week away, and they had just finished filming this part before Ian announced his break.

"Well, thank you. While we did our best to shoot these scenes quickly, it was all the best for the best. After Christmas, we still have about forty scenes to shoot. In the new year, everyone in this room, including me, is going to start our careers in Fast & Furious, and that's amazing, isn't it?" Ian asked aloud, cheering again.

"

Happy Holidays, Ian!" "Happy Holidays Everyone!"

small wishes spread on the set, bringing joy and happiness to Mason, who was standing a little closer to Ian.

"Will this be the last Christmas you'll celebrate with us?" he asked the old man, who smiled back.

"Ah, I think so. I mean, who can blame an old man for wanting to learn from the past... I can't even imagine the time I've been spending free from it!, but trust me, kid, you've got a majority stake and the power to do anything, you're going to run the studio just fine."

Ian said as he sat down in front of Mason. The two of them are now face to face. Since returning to France, Ian has been focused on work and neglected the topic – but he knows that the topic will be on the agenda at any time, given that Mason has been thinking about it since the beginning of the year.

He saw that Mason had been silent since he sat down, and continued to talk. "It's related to superpowers or shares.... Uncle, you know that. That's the worst part, but you should know that you're always welcome to come to the office or the office. I'm going to miss you," he said with an apologetic smile.

"Everything will be fine. My retirement will bring me freedom and peace that I have always longed for and longed for when I first started working for Studio Renner. "

What do you mean?" Ian immediately understood what Mason was trying to explain.

"If you think I started working just to be a director, you're very wrong, Ian. Well, let me tell you one of the biggest secrets. As he spoke, a mischievous smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "I started working for Studio Reina because of this friendship. Yes, at first it was just for this agreement between the two of us... But then, your father passed away at a very unfortunate moment. Yes, this became my home somehow, your presence made it what I couldn't have imagined So, I entrusted everything to you, and yes, I will miss the days of working with you... I miss it very much. He said with a shrug.

Ian paused, then nodded. "yes, I wouldn't be surprised if you stood up and wanted to come down and help me. "

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the last thing Ian did before the holiday was to schedule a post-holiday shoot. To do this, he knew he needed the "blue" file in the office, where records were constantly monitored.

"Rainlin, where are you going to be at Christmas?" Ian asked the pretty lady in the passenger seat, her face enthusiastic, but exhausted.

Her face was red for some reason, but she always had that warm smile.

"Ah, I don't know. Maybe go to my sister's house. She has one of the prettiest Christmas trees, by the way, Skyline media network, how much stake do you own, how much power does it have

?" "Christmas tree? I don't know why you ask?" Ian looked at her suspiciously.

"You know you can trust me, somehow.

"Well, yes. I own about five percent of the shares, and I plan to buy more after the holidays. But yes, there are enough powers and deals to change any news about me. Why?"

"Nothing. Raelyn said immediately, and looked away from the window.

'Not suspicious at all!' Ian thought to himself, then said, "I'll be throwing a dinner party for Christmas, and I want you to attend." Can you come? It's a farewell party for Mason. Everybody's going to go,

"I won't miss it, I've considered this offer, Ian... "

It took you seventeen days?" I'm not surprised

, I'm shocked" Ah, yes, I'd love to direct The Dark Knight. And, you're right... I agree with you. She laughed, and Ian's grip on the steering wheel tightened.

"Tonight is an interview about my book. The book was a New York Times bestseller, woohoo

!" "Cheers to it!Why don't you invite me to the party, Ian?" asked Nick from the back seat.

"Ah, maybe it's because the only person Railyn can bring is you?"

"Hey!" "Hey!"

both friends shouted, and Ian laughed.

"I can bring a female companion as well, I just don't want to show off how many men want to be my female companion. Moreover, the list will get longer and longer. And Scarlett, I haven't seen her in a long time!" Raelyn tried to lift the mood.

"Oh well, Nick, you have to go. Also, bring Keith. I may know a little bit about him, but he's a good guy. Scarlett is busy with her two new films. So, you're both out of the picture, aren't you?"

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they both went into the office.

"What time is it?" asked Nick aloud as he passed the door to the hall.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Leylin yelled at someone who was old enough to know that this area was strictly reserved for the important people in Reina's studio.

Turning quickly, Ian saw that it was the same guy he had seen snooping on from time to time in his office walking towards him and grabbing him by the collar.

"I hate fighting with the people under me, or with the people I work with. So, why don't you just say, why the hell are you here to find out?" Ian asked in a low voice, scary just to see how angry he looked.

Ian isn't a guy who loses his cool, unless it's something akin to a stab in the back – and that's probably what it is.

"I, I just want to see if there's anyone here, I- I should have asked before I came, I'm sorry. "

Well, little Hans, you think I won't notice if you've been looking at anyone here these days? The

curly-haired man stammered. The sweat on his forehead said a lot.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm really sorry, but I don't know how else to explain when there's nothing to explain! I don't know I can't be here."

Raelyn sneered from behind, and Ian suddenly realized his situation.

Several people gathered around the main entrance, and Ian almost grabbed the man's neck, which was not good for his reputation.

He cleared his throat and let go of the man.

"Close the door behind me," he muttered, walking to the office a few steps away from them.

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"Do you see those walls? or glasses? Yes, I can see the other side, but you can't see me." Here, you want to know, how did I know you, right?" Ian asked, leaning back against his desk and looking at the guy's eyes looking left and right on the floor.

"It's not a acquaintance. "

You know what... I'm not an aggressive person, but don't fucking hold a shelf. I know VerFex Media has been in contact with you for three weeks now to find out what the hell is going on here, or about me... I'm busy, but not stupid, I'm busy bringing you here, I'm busy taking pictures of your five years of service in this studio, but yes, I'm not busy right now. The

guy who had been standing up straight began to cry loudly. "But sir, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have done that!"

"Loyalty above all else. This is true for everything. Ian, without any further explanation, sent the guy away.

The next thing he did was send a text message in order to find out who was behind this little tertiary spy.