Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 273 - 278: Really Appearing

Unlike the Four Seasons Hotel, where Wang Jian was staying and which prioritized comfort, the Waldorf Hotel in Los Angeles placed a greater emphasis on artistic ambiance.

Therefore, it was common to see stars here who strived for uniqueness and distinction.

"Who was that just now?" Wang Jian asked Tom with a somewhat horrified tone.

"Marilyn Manson," Tom replied, his face not looking too great either, "It’s said that many people now see him as the embodiment of death rock!"

Goddamn death rock!

The kind where you smear white face paint on and dress like a ghost?

And the most critical issue was that he had come up to him and shouted, "I support you, for not compromising with those Hollywood hyenas!"

Fuck...

Wang Jian shook his head helplessly, "The ones supporting me are all a bunch of what the hell!"

This movie is definitely going to be a flop!

No, I have to get compensation quickly!

He hastened to the entrance of Princess Diana’s room and rang the doorbell.

Unexpectedly, the door was opened by Sofia Coppola.

However, the heiress director’s face immediately darkened upon seeing Wang Jian.

She didn’t have the slightest fondness for this Asian bestselling author who had caused trouble for her father on his first film.

"Sofia, who is visiting?" The figure of Princess Diana appeared in the living room, accompanied by a gentle female voice.

"It’s Wang," Sofia said with a sneer, speaking unkindly, "That famous bestselling author!"

Uh...

Was that necessary?

I to merely suggested an Asian actress with no box office draw to take on the lead male role, right?

Wang Jian shrugged and walked into the room unfazed.

"Ah, Mr. Wang," said Diana in a white dress, smiling and gesturing for him to please come in. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

She straightened her golden short hair and opened her Hermes bag, "I assume you’re here for this?"

Wang Jian took the document and saw that it was indeed the authorization document for Princess Diana’s autobiography that he wanted.

"I believe Sofia will certainly make Mr. Wang’s autobiography very artistically valuable," Diana said with a smile, lifting her coffee with a gloved hand and taking a gentle sip.

"Why don’t we take a look at her storyboards and her filming intentions together?"

Hmm?

Wang Jian paused, glancing at Sofia’s clearly reluctant face, feeling a bit puzzled.

Diana stood up and invited Wang Jian and Sofia into another room.

"These are the colors she intends to use in the film," she explained to Wang Jian, pointing at a storyboard.

This...

Wang Jian lifted his head and frowned slightly.

The color palette of the painting was too intense, and the contrast seemed a bit too high, didn’t it?

Hollywood biographical films usually use more realistic colors to enhance their authenticity.

How was this different from fantasy films like "Dracula" or "Interview with the Vampire" that focused on atmosphere?

However...

Wang Jian looked at the authorization document in his hand and then at Sofia Coppola’s hopeful face.

The deal was done, so let the film be whatever it will be.

"Hmm, I have great admiration for Miss Coppola’s artistic talent," Wang Jian said politely, "I am confident that under her direction, the film will surely be well received."

"So you’ll support me in the upcoming audition for the supporting role, rather than siding with my father?" Sofia immediately asked.

What? Did this girl really think that the male lead’s confirmation was her father’s idea?

While Wang Jian was considering whether to explain, Princess Diana patted Sofia on the shoulder.

"I suddenly remembered that there are some things I forgot to give to Mr. Wang."

She shook her head coquettishly and tapped her temple.

"The two of you, join me in the living room for a moment please."

Princess Diana clapped her hands, and immediately a Hermes suitcase was placed on the coffee table by a maid.

She opened the case and pushed a stack of documents to Wang Jian.

"I’ve heard that writers need detailed information when writing biographies for others, but my abilities are limited, so this is all I could gather for now."

She patted Sofia’s hand, smiling and said, "The rest of the information can be given to Mr. Wang after the film is completed."

Actually, her actions were not simply for her best friend, Sofia.

Since 1989, when her infidelity with her husband was exposed, Princess Diana and the British Royal Family had become two different interest groups.

But why had she become an icon for women while Charles had become a symbol of a scoundrel?

Wasn’t it all because of the considerable promotion by the media conglomerates?

Yet for her to lower herself and court Hollywood tycoons was too much of an affront to her dignity.

So, becoming best friends with the daughter of the hugely influential Coppola family in Hollywood and supporting her career was, in a sense, also a form of outreach.

As for going against Francis Coppola’s wishes, Diana wasn’t particularly worried.

The famous director had tried with all his might to get his only daughter to become an assistant to the "Lafayette" of fashion, but even that hadn’t kept the young lady from returning to Hollywood.

As she reflected on the Italian tradition of doting on daughters, she looked towards the bestselling author opposite her.

And it was then that Wang Jian realized that this was another deal altogether!

Of course, what troubled him more was the realization that biographies had to be based on real information, not just made up?

Wang Jian had been ready to direct Princess Diana’s autobiography more towards the likes of Ms. Marvel!

"At least, it should be like Wu Zetian..." he sighed to himself, and began to look through the documents to see if they were worth going against Francis Coppola’s intentions.

But as he read, he couldn’t help but marvel at the tumultuous life of Princess Diana.

Born into a noble family yet unloved by her parents.

After her brother was born, her mother divorced her father.

At the private school, she and her brother, being the only two from a divorced family, faced ostracism.

Back home, the two noble children were also not favored by their stepmother.

This had caused the young Diana to suffer from depression at one point.

Until Prince Charles, like a ray of sunshine, entered her life.

Wang Jian looked at the love diaries of the young Diana and thought about the current public opinion of the couple.

"Sigh, a prince, Cinderella, add a witch and some magic, and it could all become a fairy tale!"

He was thinking this when he suddenly felt a pain in his head.

"Mr. Wang, what’s wrong, are you feeling unwell?" Diana asked with concern, noticing Wang Jian’s pale complexion.

"It’s nothing." Wang Jian quickly waved his hand to indicate there was no issue.

He looked at the novel in his mind and was speechless.

"Who would’ve thought, there really are witches huh?!"

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