"All right, come with me." Anna took Serena's hand and led her inside.
There were many people on the set. Serena saw that many actors were wearing costumes, but because it was summer, many were hot wearing those clothes.
Some took off their clothes to put them aside, remaining in tank tops and shorts.
Serena continued to follow Anna as she watched this scene.
Seeing Serena and Anna, the assistant director on the set stopped them, "What are you doing? We are filming here and fans are not allowed to enter. Where are the guards? What are they doing, why did they let them in?"
The guard, hearing that she had been called, rushed over and saw that it was Anna, so she explained, "Assistant director, they are not fans. They are here for Francesca."
"Francesca, why are they looking for you?" The assistant director asked confusedly, then his gaze fell on Anna and later looked at Serena.
When she saw Serena, her eyes immediately sparkled.
Serena raised her hand and adjusted her glasses, covering her face.
She was full of energy.
He did not understand who she was; he thought she was an international star.
"You, you are...?" The assistant director asked, looking at Serena.
Anna unconsciously froze Serena, and then quietly explained, "Good morning, assistant director, we are looking for Miss Tanzi. We have a job to do. It won't take long."
"I see..."
The assistant director stared suspiciously at Anna, but his gaze fell back to Serena.
Francesca's agent came over to them. When she saw Serena, her gaze brightened, then she hurried over to help them, "Assistant director, Ms. Giordano is our guest."
Then the agent took the assistant director aside and whispered something. The assistant director continued to look in Serena's direction. After a while, she nodded and left.
Francesca's agent stepped forward and nodded to Serena, "Ms. Giordano, you have arrived, please follow me."
Serena nodded and followed him. Anna behind her snorted and muttered, "Now he looks like a dog watching his mistress. Just now with me he had a horrible attitude."
Hearing this, Serena could not help but chuckle softly, "What do you care about these people?"
"You are not me, how do you know how I feel... I feel bad about it, why can't I have a talent like yours? If I could draw, I wouldn't even need to look at these people's faces."
"You?" Serena smiled, "You're good at cooking, it's a shame you don't want to be a food critic."
"Go ahead and make fun of me. I don't want to be a food critic. I would get fat! I wouldn't be able to control myself not to eat!"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Very boring...she is actually just dragging and dragging..no one is so stupid as the female in this story...