He is not very tall, with a beautiful mustache, and his hair is a bit difficult because of the journey. He is not very energetic, but his eyes are shining with light. He is wearing a decent suit, but it can be seen that this suit has been wearing for a long time, and the collar is full of oil stains.

His face is a typical German face, with few expressions, but from his slightly raised chin, we can see the firmness that only Germans have.

I have seen this face, in the movie picture albums of later generations.

Munau. The real Munau.

Historically, he came to Hollywood from Europe this year and found a boss to start making movies. However, like many foreign directors who just came to Hollywood, the situation at the beginning was very difficult.

I don't know if history is a joke with me. How could Munau come to my set with Gans through mountains and rivers?

"Mr. Munau, this is my boss, Andre introduced me to Munau in such a way.

"Hello, Mr. Corleon! It's a great honor to see you! As a filmmaker, you are my idol. I have watched every movie of yours. It can be said that they are definitely from the hands of geniuses, but, just..." A simple smile squeezed out on Muno's face.

"Just what?" Gans asked.

"It's just that I didn't expect you to be so young!" Munau pointed at me.

Hahahaha! Everyone laughed out loud.

"Mr. Munau, welcome to Hollywood. You have won the award, and I like your movies very much. That "The Most Lowest Man" is definitely one of the best movie arts, and the "Vampire Northferado", which makes me love it." I held Munau's hand and shook it hard.

When talking about "The Vampire Northferado", a happy and excited smile suddenly appeared on Muno's face. The nervousness and detention just now were wiped out. He seemed to have become a different person, holding my hand and talking.

"Mr. Corleon, I decided to come to Hollywood because I watched your movie! In my past, in the United States and Hollywood movies, compared with Europe, have more stinking and less artistic. But your series of works have made me admire Hollywood people, especially this movie, Mr. Corleon, you don't know how much I like it. I have watched it more than a dozen times, and I am almost memorizing every shot in it! Mr. Corleon, in front of your masterpiece, my movie can only be ashamed, you are a movie master!"

When I was called a master of art by Munau, I was immediately frightened, just like I was called a hybrid rice expert by Yuan Longping and a god of song by Jacky Cheung.

However, I can see that Munau's words come from the heart. This person who is extremely honest in appearance and personality will not say any lies.

"Mr. Munau, letting you eat here seems too rude. Let's go to my place!" I felt very sorry when I saw that Munau was eating bread and salad behind him.

Gans, Fatty and others pulled Munau and left. Stenberg even hugged Munau's shoulder and started to get married with him. Why are they also compatriots?

Munau was shocked by the warm welcome in front of him. Although this welcome is not as good as the high banquets of those big film companies, the warm and sincere emotions are absolutely not available in the welcome party of those big companies.

In front of my tent, a large tablecloth was spread on the grass, and everyone sat on the ground. Garbo and Julie put food and drinks on, and we ate and talked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Munau, we don't have anything to entertain you. It's a little far from the city. I'll go to the city to have a big meal somewhere!" I pointed to simple food such as ham on the tablecloth in front of me, and smiled apologetically.

Munau took a bite of the sausage and waved his hand to me: "Mr. Corleon, you are too polite. Actually, you don't know. I don't like any drinks and banquets. Such a grassy dinner makes me feel comfortable!"

Hahaha! We were amused by his words.

"Mr. Murnau, I thought that Germans were like Stendburg, and they were versatile and could not walk when they saw women." Stiller chuckled while cutting his teeth.

"You're stupid. Mr. Munau's personality is the personality of most Germans. As for Stenberg, I doubt whether this guy is lying about his nationality. His virtue is definitely French!" The fat man pointed to Stenberg.

"Get out! I'm an authentic German! There are no such people in Germany!" Stenberg hit the fat man's hand, took a sip of wine, and shook his head enjoyingly.

I looked at them without saying a word, but I felt a deep happiness in my heart.

When I was with these guys, I never felt like I was the boss, nor did they think I was the boss. We were more like friends.

Perhaps at this point, DreamWorks is completely different from other film companies.

Munau was obviously also infected by the casualness and strong friendship between us. He sat there, just giggling.

"Mr. Murnau, you come to Hollywood. Which film company are you in now?" I asked.

After hearing this, Munau's face suddenly looked a little bad.

"What's wrong?" I looked at Gans.

Gans shook his head: "Mr. Munau

In Hollywood, it was very popular with big companies. They all said he was a film artist, but no one was willing to sign with him, MGM, Paramount, Warner Bros.... These guys all fought with Mr. Munau. Mr. Munau didn't like the atmosphere in their company, so he found us."

"Mr. Corleon, you are the director I like and admire. I want to follow you and work for you!" Munau looked at me sincerely.

"Mr. Munau, our company is small and is not as good as those big companies in all aspects. Look at these people, they have been with me for more than a year and have not made movies independently. Now the movies that Stenborough shoots are made by us temporarily. You have to think clearly when you join DreamWorks." I pointed to Stenborough and the others and smiled at Munau.

Although I want to get Munau more than anyone else, I have to explain the situation of DreamWorks in advance.

I don't know if it was because I drank a little wine, but Munau's face turned red slightly. He looked at me with a burning look: "Mr. Corleon, if it's for money and fame, I don't have to come to Hollywood at all. In Germany, I have already got these things! The reason I came to Hollywood is to broaden my horizons and have a deeper understanding of movies, not to make money. Of course, it's good to make money. Among all the directors in Hollywood, your phone

The talent of film is what I admire the most, and it is well-known. Compared with those big film companies, DreamWorks is a bit small, but it is full of vitality and more vibrant than those boring and suffocating big companies. I like your atmosphere, and I like this atmosphere. I will sing and dance all day long for suits and ties, and I will die." Muno stared at me and added: "Mr. Corleon, I will not give up, nor will I regret it!"

Papa! The words of Moonau made Stenborough first applaud.

"Mr. Murnau, you're so good!" Stenberg's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile.

He was not humble at all.

"Okay! Mr. Munau, since you said that, I have nothing to say! Welcome to DreamWorks and be one of us!" I raised my glass.

Dangdangdang! Everyone's cups hit each other hard.

Everyone drank very happily and chatted happily. After drinking for a while, Munau asked, "Mr. Corleon, is Mr. Griffith not here?"

"Do you know David?" I smiled.

Moonau shook his head: "I don't know him, but he is also a person I admire. "The Birth of a Country" and "The Party's Joint Exploration". I learned a lot from his movies."

I nodded, then shrugged, "You came here, he is in the hospital now."

"Is it okay?" Munau asked worriedly.

"What can he do?! You don't know, this old man usually jumps high on the set, his voice is as loud as thunder, and he always wants to find someone to duel. This time he is exhausted and needs to be recuperated in the hospital for a while." Stenberg replied for me.

"That's good, as long as it's okay." Munau felt relieved.

"But if he fell like this, we would be in trouble. The day after tomorrow, it was the biggest scene in the whole movie. We had insufficient experience in scheduling skills in this area. The boss could have been, but he was the starring actor. He was all counting on him to take the lead alone. He was fine. At the critical moment, the boss was exhausted and dark circles!" Stenberg was chattering like a woman.

"Mr. Corleon, no, boss, let me join too!" Muno stood up and clenched his fists at me.

"You?! Mr. Munau, don't you rest?!" I said in a daze.

"What are you resting?! I can't stay idle, hehe." Munau scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.

"Okay! Then you are responsible for David's part and direct the show on his behalf!" I smiled.

"Well! I must do my job well!" Muno was a little surprised that I agreed to his request so readily, but he could see that he was very happy.

"Boss, can he replace David? "The fat man whispered to me while everyone was making trouble.

"Okay!" I nodded vigorously.

The fat man was so hard that he opened his mouth to look at me, thinking that I was drunk.

We have looked at so many directors in Hollywood before but couldn't find someone with such ability. Now, just one person comes out and I just say he can do it. In his opinion, I am definitely fooling him.

"Boss, you, aren't you drunk?" The fat man looked at me and blinked his eyes.

"Even if I'm drunk, he can do it!" I patted the fat man on the shoulder and burped.

Just kidding, Munau's scene scheduling ability is definitely one of the few European film directors of this period. Not to mention anything else, just his "The Most Lowest Man", the ability to scene scheduling and the natural and smoothness in the camera are not enough in Hollywood! Although Munau has never directed the big scenes, he is in the background! After all, scene scheduling is also his specialty!

The fat man looked at me suspiciously, then lowered his head to drink his wine.

After dinner, everyone held a dance outside the tent. The person who was responsible for playing the bagpipe band in the crew was dancing, not the banquet dances such as deep waltz and the like, but the one who couldn't dance well on the stumbling grass. But I, Andre

Childish dance has now become a compulsory course for all DreamWorks, and I don’t know how to determine it. Anyway, everyone likes it very much. They think it is simple and easy to learn, and there are not as many etiquettes as waltz or something.

In fact, dancing is just for happiness and dancing. How to be happy? Isn’t it putting the cart before the horse?

Munau was also pulled in by the "dance" crowd. At first he was very shy, but later he completely let go, took off his suit and sweated profusely.

"Boss, I really doubt this guy is pretending to be stupid!" Stendburg stood beside me panting.

"What's wrong?" I took a glass of water and took a sip and said with a smile.

"Look!" Stenburg pointed to the center of the venue unhappily.

There, Munau was dancing with little Haas from Stenburg, and the two of them were having a good time.

"Why, jealous?! Haha, are you still a man? You're too small!" Looking at the way Stenberg's eyebrows were piled up, my stomach was almost laughing and hurting.

"Boss! How can you be like you? I'll tell you the truth, you just laugh at me like that!" Stenberg rolled his eyes and looked at me.

"Stenborg, aren't you worried that someone would pick your wild roses?!" I smiled while wiping my tears.

"Boss!" I have to mention any pot without opening any pot, Stenborough's face has become the color of pig liver.

What he fears most now is that he is worried that his little Haas will disappear one day. Fortunately, he claims to have countless women, but now he is made like this by Haas, and he is retribution. However, his mood is understandable. As for the woman he loves the most, men will have such a mentality. Otherwise, if someone else is sold, Stendburg would not have such an expression.

"Don't worry, Munau's personality will definitely not do that kind of thing." I held back my smile and said seriously.

"I'm just as familiar with that boy, boss, this is no joke!" Stendburg didn't believe what I said.

I shrugged and pointed at Haas, who was still dancing with Murnau and said to Stenborough: "If you are worried, just go over and dominate your Haas."

Stenberg nodded vigorously: "This is right! I have to get over it!" After saying that, he went to his little Haas in one step.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and everyone was tired and left.

Munau followed me to the tent. Since he decided to give him the position of Griffith, he naturally had to familiarize him with the script and our shooting situation. I handed him the storyboard script of Griffith.

Munau took it, and after a few pages, he could no longer move his eyes away. He held the script, like Gorky said, like a hungry man pounced on the bread, his eyes shone with a scorching light and muttered to himself. Although the expression was a little funny, I understood that if I had no sincere love for the movie in my heart, I would never have such a focused look.

"Boss, this is an audio movie!" Muno looked at me, his eyes wide and round.

I nodded.
To be continued...