The prelude

In the dim room, four grown men were still enjoying the captivating performances of the female artists.

In this situation, it was hard not to sigh at the decline of morality in society.

But yet, in such a brazen manner, it didn't seem... perverted?

Well, it couldn't be called "brazen".

However, everything was for the sake of the film, right? Everyone had the willingness to make sacrifices.

Admirable. Thumbs up.

As they continued watching, a knocking sound came from the entrance, followed by the door opening.

Four pairs of eyes met the gaze of a newcomer, and the scene...

Imagine the feeling of being caught watching adult content secretly.

They didn't know what the others were thinking at this moment, but Lyman definitely felt that way.

"How did you get in?" There was a hint of panic in his voice.

He was clearly not composed, but the lady was surprisingly calm.

"I just asked René where you were. He told me. I need to talk to you."

The newcomer was none other than Eva.

As she answered, she couldn't help but cast a glance at the television.

On the screen, it was the most passionate moment, with the female lead, a D-cup, being placed on the male lead's lap, striking a pose that tested her flexibility to the extreme, continuously making exaggerated moaning sounds. The acting was extremely exaggerated.

At least, that's how Eva saw it.

"She's so endowed, what's she been eating?"

She thought to herself.

Though she immediately averted her gaze, there was no trace of shyness on her expression.

Instead, it seemed perfectly normal. Watching films, huh? She could understand... right.

Is he not satisfied with me? Does he need to watch films to vent?

But when she compared herself to the female lead's figure...

Forget it, the difference was quite substantial.

It truly was a heartbreaking story for the one who heard it.

In an instant, Lyman's enthusiasm waned. He hadn't expected Eva to come over.

This awkward situation, was it manageable if someone discovered it?

The others were also dumbfounded, sitting in their places and not daring to move.

Lyman hurriedly turned off the television and then pretended to be calm as he led her out first.

"What did you need me for?"

"Why are you all watching this? And with so many people?" The young lady had some unfavorable speculations in her mind. Was her boyfriend a pervert?

"It's for work, we're doing it for work."

Eva looked at him, her gaze revealing her disbelief.

Well, considering the situation, it was easy to jump to conclusions.

"It really is for work," Lyman firmly added. Whether others believed it or not, he did.

"Is it any good?"

"It's decent. Oh, no... it's not good."

"Just admit it, you're watching adult content."

"I'm not just watching, I want to try it too."

"Right now?" Eva lifted her chin, not showing any weakness. Ha, a C-cup, yet you dare to be audacious. Who gave you that courage?

Well, all that above was nonsense. Eva had a genuine reason for coming to him and handed over a few newspapers.

"These are freshly bought from town. Take a look."

What were these?

Lyman took the newspapers, looking at them with confusion.

Eva walked to the side, noticing that the door had been closed again, feeling a bit regretful. There were some poses she wanted to learn too.

"Lyman Prepares for Another New Film?" This was the headline of the newspaper.

The article revealed that according to informed sources, Lyman Lattes, the director who previously helmed "Buried", "3 Idiots", "Fury", and "Miscreant", had started planning for a new film again after over a month since "Miscreant" stopped showing. And he was in the process of casting.

"It's reported that this new work is tentatively titled "Miscreant". According to reliable sources, the film is a romantic genre, and the leading actress has already been confirmed as inviting Sophie Marceau to star... For the latest updates on the film, please continue to follow this newspaper."

What reliable sources, informed sources? Weren't they just EuropaCorp's people drumming up publicity for the film?

These little tricks could only deceive those outside the industry.

Lyman thought this way as he flipped open the next newspaper.

It was an article about the leading actress, Sophie Marceau.

EuropaCorp was indeed clever, dividing the information into several rounds of promotion to increase its appeal to the audience. Everyone around the world loved being spectators.

These "unsubstantiated rumors" were themselves full of enticing elements, urging the readers to continue reading.

Facing the interview, Sophie Marceau said, "I personally really like his works, so of course I'm very happy to be invited to star in his new film."

"This is your return to a similar kind of film after five years, right?" the reporter asked.

"Yes."

"The last time you played Fanfan, didn't you say you didn't like so-called romantic films?"

She did say that. She had always felt that romantic films on the screen were elaborate lies, full of falsehoods.

Though her most successful works were all romantic films. Whether it was her debut work "The Party" or "Fanfan", Sophie Marceau herself had never liked these kinds of films.

"This one is different. You'll know when the time comes."

She couldn't be bothered to explain why. At her current status, acting in films was just a hobby. She could abandon fame, fortune, money, and even her reputation. She wasn't lacking any of them. To be an actress to her extent, she had already reached the industry's ceiling. Well, in France, it was hard to surpass that even if you included Hollywood. But she herself didn't like Hollywood's environment, nor did she want to mix with that crowd.

Unlike those actors who'd had their fill in their own country and then wanted to develop in Hollywood, even though Hollywood blockbusters like "007" and "Braveheart" had already established the reputation of "Flower of France", she had never been attached to it.

Looking at another article, it also mostly used vague language to talk about the new film "Effevescent".

Though the film project had long been established at EuropaCorp and most people in the industry knew about it. For pure promotional effect, this approach was undoubtedly much better than just holding a press conference to announce it.

Lyman didn't quite understand these marketing techniques, but he could still imagine.

After reading everything, he looked for Eva again.

The girl was still standing at the doorway, trying to sneak a peek inside.

Truly shameless.

"Why are you so interested in this?" Lyman walked over, patted her shoulder, and looked at her with a speechless expression.

"Not interested..." The girl denied quickly.

"Never mind." Lyman didn't want to pursue this strange question, "For dinner later, tell them to prepare more milk and eggs. We've been watching all day, and everyone needs some nutrition."

Watching films had this downside, it felt like your body was being drained at any moment.

"Oh, by the way, when will this film start shooting?"

"It should take some time," Lyman vaguely replied.

The cast hadn't been finalized, and the shooting style wasn't unified yet. How could it be fast?