Robbie couldn't suppress her excitement, rubbing against Leon in his arms like a female cat in heat.
"Actually, I was also nominated for two awards: Best Rock Song and Best New Artist." Leon smiled while puffing smoke.
"Really? That's great, so we can stand on the podium together!" There were stars in Robbie's eyes, her voice trembling.
"Probably no big problem. The opponents in the nomination list are not very strong. The rock awards at the Grammys are becoming more and more marginal..."
After the new millennium, the era of rock music was already half-buried.
Except for Song of the Year and Album of the Year, the most heated awards were concentrated in pop music and hip-hop music.
Of course, there was also country music, which had become popular in recent years. Taylor Swift almost single-handedly revived country music, known as the cornerstone of American music.
"After the Grammys end, I'll devote more energy to my singing career. Maybe one day I can become a superstar like Madonna!"
"You will have that day." Leon scraped Robbie's nose, but he didn't think so in his heart.
Although both were standard blonde beauties like Madonna, their talents in music were completely different.
The empty-headed Robbie couldn't write a song by herself; Leon firmly believed this.
Robbie put on a sheer nightgown and took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet. "You know, honey, there's been a lot of discussion about you in Hollywood recently..."
"Discussing me for what?"
Leon was very confused. He wasn't even a marginal person in Hollywood.
"Many people know the news that you are going to make a movie. They firmly believe your box office will flop miserably..."
"Big directors like Martin Scorsese and Christopher Nolan all think so..."
Leon tilted his head. How did these Hollywood celebrities know he was going to make a movie?
It wasn't strange for Robbie to know, as Kendrick, the big mouth, couldn't hide anything.
As for those actors in Hollywood knowing, it was probably thanks to James Wan.
It seemed this guy just looked introverted and low-key.
Robbie said proudly: "I retorted immediately at that time. I know you will succeed. Straight Outta Compton will become a history-level Black movie!"
"You trust me that much? I don't even know the movie shooting process..."
"Of course, because you are a born winner. I believe you can do anything!"
After speaking, Robbie flipped over and suppressed Leon again.
Early the next morning, Leon hurriedly flew back to New York without even having time for breakfast, afraid that Robbie would ask for another morning session.
As soon as he got off the plane, he bought a sandwich at the Subway restaurant in the airport to deal with hunger casually, then rushed to Lower Manhattan, the North American headquarters of Reckitt Benckiser Group.
"Hey~ look who's here~" Kelly saw Leon, a brilliant smile immediately bursting on her face, and stepped forward to hug him.
Beautiful mature women in their forties with successful careers usually have no resistance to fresh meat in their twenties.
Plus the bonus of the "White Ngga" nickname, Leon could support himself through other careers even without singing.
"Ms. Kelly, you are still so radiant..." Because the other party hugged too tightly, Leon had to exert a little force to maintain some distance.
Fortunately, Old Phil and Old Mike had already paid the "money" for him; otherwise, to get such an endorsement opportunity, he might have to go through some unspoken rules.
"Leon, let me introduce you. This is our Product R&D Director Nancy." Kelly took Leon's hand and pointed to another woman in the office. "Nancy, this is Leon, the popular star who sang Demons."
Leon looked her up and down. The woman named Nancy in front of him was about thirty years old, wearing a white shirt and a black tight skirt, a typical career woman.
He joked half-seriously, "Are all the employees in your company beauties?"
Kelly responded with a smile: "Most of them are, because although our products are male products, the ultimate goal is to serve women."
Led by Kelly, Leon toured the Reckitt Benckiser Group.
The whole company was like a large adult museum.
Their products were not limited to condoms of various specifications but also included lubricants, toys, and other peripheral products.
"Whoa... so many lubricants? No wonder that bastard Diddy often promotes this brand."
"Why are there spiked condoms? Truly genius creativity..."
Leon looked while marveling at human creativity and bizarre fetishes. Most products in the exhibition hall were hard to see on the market.
Nancy muttered softly on the side: "Does this white kid's image fit our product? I mentioned to you many times inviting Black male stars like P. Diddy or Will Smith, but you just wouldn't listen..."
"Keep your voice down, Nancy! Don't you usually read entertainment news? Leon's nickname in the entertainment circle is 'White Ngga'... It is said he has had relationships with hundreds of women!" Kelly turned back and rolled her eyes.
Even though their communication was very quiet, Leon still heard it.
He immediately reminded the two ladies: "P. Diddy really won't do. I attended his party; he's just a ridiculous gay chased for sex."
"Really?!" The two ladies showed incredible expressions.
"Of course, otherwise why do you think that ngga needs so many lubricants?"
Nancy and Kelly looked at each other and quickly believed this rumor.
P. Diddy often posted on social media to help Durex promote its products.
And in return, he received checks from Reckitt Benckiser Group and thousands of bottles of lubricants every year, including various new products.
Even if drinking this stuff as a beverage, one person couldn't finish thousands of bottles of lubricants.
After Kelly led Leon to simply experience the corporate culture, the group came to the conference room.
The commercial director also arrived here, and both parties simply exchanged ideas about the commercial.
Not long after chatting, the door of the conference room was pushed open.
Miranda Kerr, escorted by two assistants and an agent, walked over stepping on sharp high heels.
She walked very naturally to Leon's side and placed her red shoulder bag on the table. "Long time no see, Leon~"
"Hello Miranda, you seem to have become prettier after a few days."
"Really? Prettier than Robbie?"
Leon smiled awkwardly and didn't continue the conversation.
"So you know each other. No wonder Mr. Leon chose you at a glance among a group of beauties." Kelly couldn't hide the smile at the corner of her mouth. "You look like a match made in heaven."
"I think so too. Did you hear that, Leon?" Miranda's eyes were like a fox discovering prey, constantly winking at Leon.
Her abnormality aroused Leon's vigilance.
Why was this woman so diligent?
As a globally popular supermodel, Miranda was widely considered in the industry as most likely to rival the ceiling-level model Charlize Theron in commercial value.
First of all, she not only had a hot figure but also an angelic face different from the cool supermodel face.
Wealthy businessmen and celebrities pursuing her could line up from Fifth Avenue to Brooklyn Heights.
After a simple meeting, the group took a Reckitt Benckiser business van to Leo Burnett Worldwide.
This advertising company was founded in the 1960s and created many world-famous advertisements.
Among them, the "I'd Like to Buy the World a Coke" commercial they shot for Coca-Cola in 1971 is considered by many to be the best commercial in history.
At the same time, this company is also the story prototype of the currently hot American TV series, Emmy Award-winning Mad Men.
Shooting a commercial is no different from shooting an MV, just changing poses constantly in front of the set according to the director's instructions.
Leon was already familiar with this.
The only difference was reading lines to the camera, while MV shooting usually didn't require this, occasionally just lip-syncing according to the lyrics.
The advertising industry dislikes dubbing after shooting, believing this affects the actors' best state.
Especially for Leo Burnett Company, which has demanding requirements for works to the point of perversion.
Leon could only memorize the script while putting on makeup.
"Honey, I feel my energy is bound..."
"Fxxk, the state is wrong! Again!"
"Honey, I feel... I feel my energy is limited by something..."
"Shxt, which idiot wrote such stupid lines?"
Leon cursed while reading. Sure enough, being an actor wasn't that easy.
The amount of lines in a commercial is less than one percent of a movie. If he really wants to cross over to making movies in the future, lines will be a headache.
"It won't work without putting emotion into it." Miranda said with a smile from the makeup seat beside him.
"Sorry, I have no experience in acting. Hope it won't affect your performance later."
Miranda blinked her big eyes, raised her hand to signal the makeup artist to move the curling iron away first. "Say the lines again looking into my eyes; maybe it will be different?"
"Does this work?"
"Of course, the most important thing in acting is immersion. First, you have to immerse yourself in the role before the audience can have immersion!"
Although Leon hesitated a bit, he still walked to her side according to Miranda's meaning, staring into her eyes.
"Honey, I feel my energy is bound, which makes me feel terrible..."
Just after finishing the line, Leon regretted it.
The mocking smile on Miranda's face actually made him, who had thick skin, feel a bit awkward.
"Fxxk, I think you are playing me~"
"I don't mean that~ Forget it, I'll help you find the state during shooting later. We might NG many times~"
During the makeup interval, Miranda always chatted with Leon intentionally or unintentionally, basically about daily life.
Until Miranda changed the subject to Robbie. "Robbie told me she's going to attend the Grammy Awards ceremony next month?"
"Yes, Faded is very likely to win Best Dance Recording of the Year. The odds from betting companies also confirm this."
"I suddenly envy Robbie a little, actually having such a talented boyfriend like you..." Miranda's eyes sparkled.
Rather than envy, it was better to say jealousy.
Both were fellow villagers from Australia, and Miranda had always suppressed Robbie in her career.
When she became a world-renowned model and walked the Victoria's Secret runway, Robbie was still a third-rate flower vase actress in Australia.
But now Robbie, seven years younger than her, was not only filming a movie with Leonardo but also about to receive the highest honor in the music industry, a Grammy Award.
Afraid of her bestie suffering, even more afraid of her bestie only eating dick but not suffering.
This made Miranda suddenly realize that even if there were many rich suckers like Jho Low around her, the boost to her career was far less than a genius creator like Leon.
Leon saw through the other party's thoughts and intentionally teased: "Maybe you can ask Low to pay for releasing an album for you. He's rich enough to wipe his ass with banknotes. Even asking big companies like Sony to mobilize top resources for you is not a problem."
"Low?" Miranda shook her head. "I have nothing to do with him for a long time... Actually, nothing ever happened between us. It's just that Low had some misunderstandings about our relationship, and I couldn't bear to hurt him."
What a bxxch.
Leon almost blurted out the curse.
This woman was already married but still couldn't change her green tea nature.
Jho Low spent tens of millions of dollars on this woman; whether he scored a home run or not really had a question mark.
"If there is a chance in the future, hope we can cooperate in music. I think my voice is not worse than Robbie's."
"There will definitely be this opportunity, Miss Miranda..."
Leon said so on the surface, but thought differently in his heart.
Maybe one day he could really use a piece of garbage inspiration to exchange for a pass to this woman's tunnel.
Inside the studio, the crew and set were all in place.
The background was a typical middle-class detached house, with Leon and Miranda playing newlyweds.
"Action!" With the director's command, the shooting officially began.
The young stock trader played by Leon returned home from work and hugged the young wife played by Miranda passionately.
"Honey... I've been waiting for you all day at home..." Miranda leaned on Leon's shoulder, looking shy.
"I missed you too, I can't wait!" Leon tackled Miranda, and the scene changed to the bedroom bed.
The sound engineer played the BGM, a snippet from Leon's work Radioactive.
[I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones, enough to make my systems blow!]
The BGM just rose and then instantly wilted.
Correspondingly in the shot, Leon said to Miranda with a worried face: "Honey, I feel my energy is bound... I feel terrible."
Miranda caressed Leon's face, her eyes full of tenderness. "It's okay, honey... BIG, is not your fault!"
When saying this line, both sides laughed out loud at the same time.
The director hurriedly yelled cut, and the two had to start over.
"No, honey! BIG, is not your fault!" After finishing this line, Miranda turned and took out a box of new condoms from the drawer. "Let's try the new product from Durex!"
"Will this really work?" Leon looked at Miranda with a serious face.
"Of course, it's designed for large-size men. You never have to endure the feeling of being bound again!"
Dialogue ended, Leon and Miranda hugged together again.
The wilted BGM restarted, volume maxed out.
[I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones, enough to make my systems blow!]
[Welcome to the new age!]
Scene switched again. In the last shot, Leon and Miranda snuggled together with happy smiles on their faces.
Both picked up the condom at the same time and said the advertising slogan to the camera.
"The bigger, the better!"
When the director yelled cut, Leon's expression immediately switched to a deadpan face.
"Shxt... this line is really stupid."