I was surprised by the words of S. Logically speaking, how could a person like Flahadi find the place just by looking for it?

"Mr. Hayes, you and Flahaddy are very familiar now?" I asked, pulling the corner of Hayes's clothes.

Hayes shook his head: "I have met him once. Why do you ask this?"

"Then you said you'll take me to see him after dinner!" I shouted.

Hayes smiled slightly: "That's right. Some of his movies are naked, so he asked him to delete them. He will explain to us later in the city government."

I nodded and understood.

Flahadi's "Moana" is filmed by natives on the Pacific islands, and of course many of the people inside are not wearing clothes. Flahadi's filming is natural, and of course he will not force them to add a layer of fig leaf, and these shots naturally conflict with the terms of the Hays Code.

"Andre, isn't he just an unknown little person? Judging from the enthusiasm you care about, I thought he was a movie master." Grant smiled when he saw my nervous look on his face.

After eating this meal for more than an hour, Grant and Hayes were very happy. On the one hand, the steak in this hotel was really delicious, and on the other hand, the surrounding environment and atmosphere were absolutely first-class. But I was different. During this more than an hour, I was anxious about Flahaddy. If I hadn't watched Hayes and Grant eat with relish, I would have asked the waiter to come and pay the bill and leave.

"I'm done? We'll leave after we finish eating!" Seeing Hayes and Grant put down their knife and fork, I raised my hand and wanted to say hello to the waiter beside me, but Grant stopped me all of a sudden.

"You guy is too stingy! Just these five steaks can't cost you a few dollars, just because you're afraid we'll eat more! Don't rush to pay, I'll have some desserts and some coffee!" Grant looked at my wallet maliciously and shook his head.

Hayes didn't talk, just laughed.

My neck twisted: "Grant, I don't accept you saying this! Am I stingy? If I were stingy, would you take you to such a place for dinner? Noh. Today I will hand over my wallet to you, you will eat as much as you want! Okay!" I put my wallet in front of Grant and said angrily.

Grant picked up his wallet and laughed, and said to Hayes: "How about it, I said I can kill this kid. Hayes. Today I treat you, Andre paid. I heard that the desserts and drinks in this store are first-class. We need a few more servings. ***, but I can't drink wine!" Grant smacked his lips, but he was still unsatisfied.

Hayes didn't say anything, picked up the order and ordered a few items. Grant was different. The guy called the waiter over and ordered more than twenty items in one breath. I grinned in pain.

After finally finishing the dessert and the drinks, the three of us came out of the Sunshine Coast swaying.

"Okay, Andre. We're back." Hayes waved his hand at me.

"No, Mr. Hayes, didn't you say you wanted to take me to see Flahadi?" I was anxious. I spent so much money just for this matter. If I couldn't do it, wouldn't I have a big loss!

Hayes then remembered and said, "I thought you were talking about it and really wanted to see you?"

"Can there be any fakes?" I yelled.

"Get into the car. Isn't it just that I want to see who this Flahadi is? It actually makes our director Corleon so worried!" Grant bowed and entered the car and said stutteringly.

The three of them crowded into a car and drove towards the city government.

After entering the hall and going upstairs, before he could reach the door of Hayes' office, a pretty girl had to come and tell Hayes that someone had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Who?" Hayes asked seriously.

"He said his name is Flahadi, and he came to submit the report." The little girl was eloquent. After answering, Hayes smiled knowingly at me and Grant.

"Did you hear it? Andre, I didn't lie to you. Let's go and meet this master with me." Hayes joked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Grant was the first to rush into his office.

Hayes and I followed closely. When we went in, we quickly stood up on the sofa.

"Hello, Mr. Hayes, I'm Robert's." The man was very nervous when he saw Hayes and Grant.

I looked at the man in front of me who was later called the father of documentaries, and my heart was surging.

Not very tall but strong, his skin was tanned and shiny because he was filmed everywhere outside, his hair was a little curly, and his face looked slightly rich. He was wearing a straight suit and a pair of leather shoes covered with mud. He looked capable, honest and reliable.

"Hello, Mr. Flahadi, I'm glad to see you!" Hayes shook his hand politely.

"This is Grant, I think you should know him." Hayes introduced Grant to Flahad, and then pointed at me again. Before he introduced him to Flahad, Flahad grabbed my hand.

"Andre is happy!" Flahadi's eyes shone with warm light, and his calloused hands pinched my hands so much that it hurt.

Hayes shrugged at Grant next to him, saying that he had known each other for a long time and was in vain.

"Mr. Flahadi, it is my honor to see you! I like your "Nanuk of the North" very much! It is an immortal masterpiece!" I said with emotion.

I am right in my opinion. The status of this documentary in later generations is really important. It is not an exaggeration to call it a masterpiece.

But such praise, at this moment, was spoken from my mouth, making Flahad, who regarded himself as a little person, so excited that he couldn't speak for a moment.

"Mr. Corleon, you are too awarded! I feel ashamed! Your movie is an immortal masterpiece, mine is just a casual scenery film." Flahadi said embarrassedly.

I was actually sincere in Flahadi's politeness at the door, which made Grant and Hayes unable to bear to see. Grant brought a glass of water from the side and handed it to Flahadi and said, "Mr. Flahadi, have you brought your explanation report?"

Only then did Flahadi remember his purpose and quickly took it out of the briefcase on the sofa.

"Mr. Hayes, Mr. Grant, these are some statements I made for the Executive Board to delete my movie. Please read it." Flahadie said a little nervously.

Grant saw such a thick stack of materials,

I felt impatient: "Mr. Flahadi, please briefly say some of these things, and we will submit it to the Executive Board for discussion later."

It can be seen that Flahadi is a bad person. He did not expect Grant to let him explain verbally, so he hesitated for a moment.

"Mr. Flahady, is there any problem?" Grant asked.

I was extremely dissatisfied with Grant's attitude of bullying honest people, and I glanced at him hard.

Grant smiled at me, then looked at Flahadi seriously.

Flahady shook her head and stammered, "Mr. Grant, I have no problem, this, this is it, that, me, this report..."

I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I reminded him: "Mr. Flahadi, don't panic. There are only a few of us here. You just need to talk about your opinions on the Executive Board's deletion of your own video."

Flahady took out her handkerchief and touched the sweat on her forehead, looked at me gratefully, then took a deep breath and said to Hayes and Grant: "Mr. Hayes, Mr. Grant, that's it. I don't agree with the Code Executive Board to delete these shots of me."

After hearing this, Grant whispered to me: "I have a terrible temper with you!"

Then he raised his chin and asked Flahadi: "Why don't you agree? You have to have a reason! The rest of your movie is okay. But these nude shots are unreasonable. The Hays Code clearly stipulates it."

Flahadi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

I was anxious to see it from the side. Seeing that he couldn't speak at this critical moment, he was very unwilling to accept it.

"Mr. Flahadi, have you explained this issue in the material?" I reminded.

Flahad then came back to his senses and quickly said, "It's true, Mr. Hayes. Mr. Grant, my biggest goal in the movie is to truly show reality to the audience and record the reality. The natives living on the Pacific Island are indeed not wearing clothes. The temperature in the island is very high and very humid, and the clothes are simply flashy to them. Besides, they worship the body, worship it like we worship God, and appreciate the body to beautify, so if these shots are deleted, it will be a great destruction to the movie."

Flahadi's words made me nod.

The beauty of the documentary "Moana" is that it shows the masculine lifestyle of the natives, and deletes these shots. It will definitely greatly destroy the meaning of the movie, which is a very unwise behavior.

But Grant doesn't think so.

"Mr. Flahady. Every film director will use your reason when defending his movies being deleted. Whatever you say will destroy his movies. For some movies, such as Andre, it will be imperfect. But I don't understand this movie so much. In my opinion, these nude shots are optional, and deleting them will not cause any damage to your movies. Besides, you know how naked the nude shots inside are. We can't let children see the genitals of natives in the cinema!?"

Grant also has his reason. No matter how beautiful these shots of Flahad are, they directly conflict with the Hays Code. As long as they conflict with the Code, what is waiting for is a result: deletion!

Flahadi couldn't speak, and it was difficult for him to refute Grant's words, because everyone knew the content of the Hays Code, but he would never be so willing to let him delete these shots.

Looking at Flahadi's embarrassed expression, I had to speak.

"Mr. Grant, I think this movie is sincere. He absolutely does not sincerely express the spirit that goes against the Code. Moreover, the people in the movie only unintentionally reveal their bodies in daily life and do not show any immoral sexual relationships. Therefore, this alone cannot be compared with other movies that deliberately bring sensory stimulation to the audience."

I looked at Grant with a smile, squeezing his eyes.

Grant glanced at me and asked Flahady, "Is that true?"

Flahadi was like a man who fell into the water and grabbed a life-saving straw and lit his head to the chicken to peck at the rice: "That's right! It's what Mr. Corleon said!"

Grant sighed, shook his head again, and said helplessly: "Since Mr. Corleon understands this movie so much, I have nothing to say, but... by the way, Andre, when have you seen this movie?!"

Grant suddenly remembered something and grabbed my sleeve and asked loudly.

When he shouted, Hayes also remembered that the movie has only been watched by Flahady's crew and the people from the Codex Executive Bureau so far. They don't understand why I know so much about the content.

"Me, this..." I also stuttered.

I can't tell them what I actually saw on DVD, right?

"This is it. Actually, I have been paying attention to Mr. Flahadi's movie for a long time, so I found out some content in the movie." In desperation, I could only make up a lie.

Fortunately, in Grant and Hayes' minds, I have always been an incredible person. It is not impossible to learn something about a movie, so I fooled them all.

Hayes cleared his throat and said to Flahadi: "Mr. Flahadi, I must tell you that although Mr. Corleon believes that these shots of yours are not intentionally stimulating the audience visually and making profits, these shots are too exposed and I cannot approve your film to be screened intact!"

Hayes's words were like a final decision, which made Flahad completely stunned.

These lenses are definitely valuable video materials in later generations, and I don’t want to watch them deleted.

"Mr. Hayes, I came up with an idea that neither destroys the movie nor violates the code. I don't know if it can be used." I smiled.

"You are talking about your method of vaguely dealing with key parts!" Hayes and Grant are both familiar with this method, so I mentioned it a little and they will know.

Flahadi looked at me blankly, like a suffering lamb looking at the Savior who fell from the sky.

Hayes frowned and thought for a while, then nodded: "This method works, Mr. Flahadi, go back and do vague according to Mr. Corleon's words,

Submit it to the Executive Board for review, I cannot guarantee that this method will work, but give it a try."

"Okay, OK, I'll go back now!" Flahad stood up happily, signaled to Hayes and Grante's heads, then smiled gratefully at me, and hurried out of the office with his stuff.

"Andre, I don't understand why you, a kid, are helping him like this?" Grant shouted to me as soon as Flahad left.

I stood up and picked up my coat and bag, rushed out of the office in a hurry, and turned around as I walked, "This person will be an excellent filmmaker. I can't watch a future movie master ravaged by you!"

I was right, but Hayes and Grant laughed, thinking that this sentence was a huge joke.

"Mr. Flahadi! Please wait a moment." After chasing out of the city, I saw Flahadi walking in front with his head down.
To be continued...