In the past, every time I took the crew to shoot a movie outside, the most boring thing was during the time in the car. Not to mention anything else, there was no entertainment at all. But this time, the situation was completely different. The big stars on the car rarely gathered together, but this time they were so full that they were not idle. So, the cocktail party, dance party, and games were the same, and the laughter and joy on the train never stopped.

"People outside must think we were transporting a truck of pigs to Alexander for sale." Gans walked up to me and smiled.

I took out two cotton balls from my ears and said, "What did you say?"

Gans rolled his eyes straight.

Then this guy turned around and pointed at the big celebrities who were playing crazy in the carriage and whispered: "Boss, I can remind you that you have something to pay attention to. Otherwise, something big will happen."

"What's the matter?" Gans's words made me confused for a while.

The train to Georgia became the paradise of two crew members. There were constant laughter and joy. Anyway, there were musicians in the crew, and I even saw Andreah Morricone personally as the commander. Because it was on the train, I was not afraid of the police coming to check if we had any private drinks. The cocktail party was very lively.

I was troubled by these guys, so I hid aside to modify my script, took Gans and ran over sneakily and told me to pay attention to something.

I was a little puzzled.

"Boss, look, just look at it yourself." Gans curled his lips into the car. I looked up and saw the big stars dancing together.

"What big deal can dancing be done? Are you afraid that they will jump the train?" I lowered my head and continued to change my script.

"Of course it's not about dancing, it's about dancing people." Gans grinned.

"What's wrong? You guy is afraid that they will break their legs and cannot act?" I laughed.

Gans took the script from my hand and pointed to the dance and said, "Boss, you are taking a closer look!"

I smiled and stared at the people carefully.

Not to mention, after looking at it, I really saw some problems.

The atmosphere of this dance party seemed to be unusual. In one corner of the dance party, the elegant Clark Gable hugged Betty Davis and smiled, while Betty Davis had a pink face and a sweet look. On the other hand, Spencer Quser and Vivien Leigh talked and laughed, and they were very speculative, and they did not make some intimate actions, even an old actor like Henry Walsault also had a romance with Bebe Daniel.

"Boss, have you seen it? Why do I think our shooting is like a trip?" Gans smirked.

"Boss, do you know what I'm worried about?" The fat man next to him squeezed over.

"What are you worried about?"

The fat man snapped his fingers and said, "I'm worried that after these two movies are finished, there will be a lot of babies in Hollywood."

Hahahaha. The fat man's words almost made me laugh.

"Boss, don't smirk, how can you be careful?" Gans reminded.

"Be careful, that's his freedom." I shook my head.

Gans glared: "How can it be said to be free? Look at what Betty Davis is like being fans of Clark Gable. Are you not afraid that Clark Gable will pull her down John Cohen's Columbia Film Company?"

Gans's words made me feel a little sad. Not to mention, if this happens, DreamWorks will really lose both his wife and his troops.

"But things like this cannot be organized." I spread my hands.

"I have a way," Gans laughed and said, "Anyway, we have so much equipment in our car. Isn't it enough for all the drinks to be made into masked dance parties in the future?"

"This is a good idea." The fat man gave a thumbs up.

"Okay, okay, you can do this." I was so amused by them.

So, all the cocktail parties on the entire train were changed to masquerades, which really reduced a lot of trouble.

I went all the way, and when our train arrived in Atlanta, the people on the train couldn't tell which film company they belonged to, and everyone had a harmonious relationship.

"Boss, I think this attention is really good. This makes their cooperation much more convenient." Victor Fleming smiled when he got off the car.

Georgia, Atlanta City.

When we arrived, we received a warm welcome at the train station. The Georgia government brought people to welcome the people.

The news that the crew of "Patriot" and "Gone with the Wind" is about to film here, has long been circulated among the people here, causing the people to completely fall into madness.

To count it, Georgia has a lot to do with these two movies.

After the newspaper propaganda, the people all knew that "Gone with the Wind" was a film based on the story that took place in Atlanta during the Civil War, and these stories have been circulating among the people of Atlanta for decades, so they treated the film very friendly and called it "our movie."

As for "The Patriot", the relationship with Georgia is also very close. You should know that Georgia was one of the first 13 states in the United States. More importantly, during the Independence War in 1775 and 1783, Georgia was the fourth state to join the Federation, and many famous battles in history took place here. Since the establishment of Hollywood, many movies about the Independence War have been filmed here. Therefore, the people are also very concerned about "The Patriot".

"Boss, you guys are here." At the train station, Dunar came to greet him in person.

"How is it, are you all ready?" I smiled.

"We are basically ready. Thanks to the support of the local government. In Atlanta and the beachside area, we have basically arranged the locations needed in the movie, and the other settings are almost done. Extras are on call, and in addition, boss, I have to introduce you to someone."

Dunar said as he pulled someone from the side.

"Mr. Corleon, we're meeting again!" This man in military uniform saluted me.

"General Seneca!" Seeing the person in front of me, I hugged him with joy.

This soldier is no other person. It was the Seneca General who brought his army to support us when I was filming "Dance with Wolves" in Indiana.

"General Corleon, we have not met since we parted with you last time. This time we finally reunited, which really made me happy." Senega laughed.

"Boss, Seneca was trusted by General Pershing and the military and led 8,000 people to help us shoot. Now the army has been arranged outside Atlanta and can be waited for dispatch at any time." General Seneca, you have helped me a lot this time." I thanked repeatedly.

"Mr. Corleon, it's wrong for you to say that. The movie you made this time is to give us veterans face." Speaking of this, Senega's smile became a little stiff: "Mr. Corleon, I'm so sad about the occurrence of the veteran tragedy. I'm very disappointed with the federal government and President Rutman. Not only me, but the entire military was very disappointed. This time when General Pershing proposed to send someone to support you in the filming, I was the first to stand up. I want to watch you shoot a movie that will make people always remember who is their cutest person!"

General Seneca sighed and then smiled at me.

"Mr. Corleon, I'm not intimate with you. I always feel that it's for boring people, and the effect is just for fun. But since I filmed "Dance with Wolves", my impression of movies has changed completely. I think it's a very sacred industry. Sometimes it works better than the guns in our soldiers' hands. Mr. Corleon, this time, you have to give the veterans a good face."

Seneca seemed to be very angry at the veteran tragedy, and his face was full of anger when he spoke.

"You don't need to say this." Looking at the honest general, I laughed.

Next, after a little settled down, the Georgia government and the Atlanta city government held a warm banquet to welcome us. From the beginning, the atmosphere at the banquet was very warm. No matter what, there were too many stars coming this time. Not only were they surrounded by reporters from major media, but even the prominent Georgia figures who attended the dinner were rushing to the side of these stars.

Victor Fleming and I didn't like this kind of occasion, and we were men, so we were not very eye-catching than those female celebrities. So we both flowed out of the banquet hall and chatted in the garden with drinks.

"Boss, this time I came here, I felt really good. When I was in Los Angeles, I always felt that I didn't have any passion, but after I got here, I was full of confidence." Victor Fleming smiled.

"Victor, now you need funds and people, and support. You have to work harder and make this movie for me." I looked at Victor Fleming in front of me with a serious face.

"Boss. I don't know why, but I have a premonition in my heart. I always feel that this movie will adapt my life, and it is possible that I will be remembered by people because of this movie." Victor Fleming smiled.

"That's the first big film in Hollywood that all film companies work together. This one alone can be recorded in history. You kid, happy. Not everyone has such an opportunity." I patted Victor Fleming's shoulder.

We were talking in the garden when we saw a woman in a long dress walking in. The woman seemed to have no interest in the things around her. She walked straight to Victor Fleming and me.

"Mr. Corleon, Mr. Fleming, I'm glad to see you!" Her face was full of smiles, and her hands were trembling with excitement.

"Hello. Miss, is there anything we can help?" Victor Fleming asked very politely.

The lady spread her hands and said, "That's right, I'm an Atlanta, my name is Margaret Michelle..."

"Wait, what did you say you're called?" I interrupted her.

My actions made Victor Fleming very puzzled, because in his opinion, I didn't look like a person who interrupted people.

"Margaret Michelle." This lady, no, should be said to be a lady, it is also strange.

Hahahaha. I laughed.

While laughing, he looked at Victor Fleming sitting next to me.

Margaret Michelle, this lady is no one else, she is the author of "Gone with Gone with the Wind" in history. "Gone with the Wind" is adapted from this novel.

But after all, this lady probably hasn't finished writing "Gone with Gone" yet.

God really made a joke for us to let Victor Fleming and Margaret Michelle meet in this situation.

"Mrs. Michelle, are you doing anything to us?" I smiled.

Margaret Michel nodded and said, "I came here mainly to find Mr. Fleming's. Since 1922, I have written some special reports in the "Atra Daily" and some novels, which have been written until 1926. During this period, I have written many novels about the Civil War, one of which is about a girl..."

"Mrs. Michelle, are you that Peggy?" Poor Margaret Michelle was interrupted again.

"Yes, sir. That's my pseudonym. You've read my articles!?" But this time, Margaret Michelle didn't seem to be distracted by the interruption of her words. On the contrary, there was a hint of unconcealed surprise on her face.

"Of course I have read it! I have not only read it. Although your novel is not long, I like it very much! Let me tell you the truth, the script "Gone with the Wind" was the year after I read your novel. Over the past few years, I have been collecting relevant information. I have also visited many descendants of people who participated in the Civil War. I heard that there were all kinds of stories from that year. Without you, this "Gone with the Wind" would not have been released. This time I came here, I planned to have time to find this Peggy. I didn't expect you to be, it was a great honor! It was a great honor!" Victor Fleming stood up on the spot and grabbed Margaret Michel's hand.

His actions stunned me.

This guy is really honest and leaked all the bottom of it all at once.

"Mr. Fleming, I'm here to find you for this." Margaret Michelle pulled his hand out of Victor Fleming's hand with a flushed face and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Madam Michelle, you're not here to ask him for adaptation fees, are you?" I joked. "Of course not." Margaret Michelle laughed herself, and then she took out a thick stack of manuscripts from her bag.

"Mr. Fleming. I have been writing such a novel in the past few years, but I haven't finished it yet, and I have only written half of it. You also know that it is very difficult to write such a story well. Now I am in a state of great difficulty. But seeing that you are going to shoot such a movie, and the plot of the movie is very similar to the novel I am writing, I wonder if I can find some inspiration from you. Of course, my request seems to be a bit too much." Margaret Michel's words made me not know what to say.

Historically, "Gone with the Wind" was adapted from "Gone with the Wind". Now, it's completely reversed. The creation of "Gone with the Wind" is interesting and interesting to learn from "Gone with the Wind".

"This is absolutely fine. In fact, when I was writing this script, I wanted to find a cooperation, but I didn't have any contact information for you." Victor Fleming agreed immediately, and then took out the script of "Gone with the Wind" from his bag.

"Mrs. Michelle. This is the script in "Gone with the Wind". In fact, this script was not written by me alone, and many of it were modified by Mr. Corleon. In total, he should be half a screenwriter." Victor Fleming pointed at me.

Margaret Michelle took the script excitedly and started reading it as if no one else. At the same time, Victor Fleming was also reading Michelle's novels. These two guys were exchanging intellectual fruits with each other.

As for me, I was watching the fun with my wine glass. The situation in front of me made me laugh.

Historically, there are "Gone with Gone with the Wind" and "Gone with the Wind", but now, it is completely unclear whether "Gone with the Wind" comes first or "Gone with the Wind".

Both of them read manuscripts very quickly, and they basically browsed them all.
To be continued...