Bella Green smiled and didn’t say anything further.
"Alright, go ahead quickly." She glanced at a crew member in the distance and spoke to Joanna Ramsey.
"Okay, wait for me here, or maybe wander around a bit, there really seems to be a lot of celebrities here." Joanna Ramsey looked full of desire and admiration, "I’ll call you when I’m done, and we can meet up then."
After saying this, she bounced off.
Bella Green couldn’t help but laugh, looking at the familiar surroundings brought mixed emotions in her heart. Coming here again marked a new beginning.
She was very much looking forward to it...
With nothing to do, Bella Green wandered around. She’d been here many times in her previous life and could find her way back even with her eyes closed.
"Crying, crying, why the hell are you crying? I didn’t cry, what right do you have to cry?"
A furious voice rang out, catching Bella Green by surprise.
Not for any particular reason, but because the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
Following the sound, Bella Green saw a young boy dressed in ancient white clothing stained with blood, standing there crying.
Judging by his appearance, he looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.
And opposite the boy, a man with a bushy beard wearing a director’s vest was about to explode with anger.
Bella Green couldn’t hold back a laugh as she looked at the bearded man’s appearance.
This laugh directly redirected the bearded man’s fury onto her.
"You little brat, what the hell are you laughing at? Get lost! Is this a place for you to be?"
Bella Green touched the tip of her nose, feeling a bit innocent, wondering if she was considered collateral damage in this situation.
"It’s clearly not my fault; I’m already injured, so why are you yelling at me?" The boy seemed to be getting flustered and protested, aggrieved.
Bella Green raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself that the boy was quite bold and seemingly fearless.
"Why am I yelling at you? You squealed like crazy when I hung you on the wire and ended up damaging my equipment worth thousands. Yelling at you? I feel like giving you a beating!"
"Pfft..." This familiar moment of Bryce Xavier losing his temper made Bella Green burst out laughing again.
Bryce Xavier almost blew a gasket: "You little punk, get over here!"
Bella Green was long used to his foul mouth and wasn’t annoyed, walking over with a smile.
Bryce Xavier was so mad he could explode: "Who let you in here? Don’t you know this is a restricted area of the set, no unauthorized access?"
"I’m here for a minor role, but they didn’t need me." Bella Green said with an innocent look.
"A minor role?" Bryce Xavier squinted his eyes, sizing her up: "Can you act?"
Bella Green raised her eyebrows, thought for a moment, and nodded.
Hearing this, Bryce Xavier suddenly smiled, but Bella Green, familiar with this director, knew he was definitely up to no good.
"Come here, put the wire on her, get her up there."
"Huh?" The staff in charge of the wires looked bewildered. Hanging wires wasn’t something just anyone could do; you had to learn how to control various things in advance.
He had been explaining precautions to this boy all morning, and he’d gotten injured and destroyed a piece of sound equipment, not to mention someone with no experience at all.
"Huh, what? Can’t understand what I’m saying?" Bryce Xavier scolded, then looked at Bella Green: "If you do well, this role is yours. Dare to try?"
Bella Green squinted her eyes, with an increasingly deep smile. This old guy was indeed ruthless.
The youth dressed in important-looking clothes suggested it was a key role. Besides, she was just here for a minor role and such a chance was hard for anyone to resist.
But hanging wires wasn’t that simple, this old guy was just messing with her.
But was Bella Green someone who could be messed with ?