"Cut! Eva, I need a vision of a beautiful fantasy, not a fantasy about brawling hand-to-hand with a man. If you need a man, go find one, don't bring that into my movie!"
Sitting under a parasol on the endless desert, Zhang Tiancheng shouted angrily through a megaphone.
On the road ahead, the car moving slowly came to an immediate halt. Eva Green poked her head out, stuck out her tongue, and yelled back, "Ivan, I'm sorry, I'll change it right now."
Chapter 125