CHAPTER 154: CHAPTER 154: HE’S ALL IN MY MIND

William Foster: [For my Diana.]

Sam Clarke watched from the side, clearly understanding that William Foster had sent this video to Clara Bennett.

She sighed inwardly once more, shaking her head: Mr. William Foster is truly caught in the throes of love this time; it seems he’s completely fallen.

And when William Foster sent the WeChat to Clara Bennett, she was in the middle of a flight.

The director probably wanted to enhance the chemistry between the male and female leads, so he deliberately arranged for them to sit together on the plane.

However, it seemed Clara Bennett didn’t want to waste this precious time, as she put on her headphones and immersed herself in the script world as soon as she boarded.

George Taylor didn’t disturb her at first, but as time went by, his curiosity got the better of him.

He lightly tapped Clara Bennett’s arm to get her attention.

Clara Bennett paused what she was doing, took off one side of her headphones, and looked at George Taylor with a hint of confusion, asking, "Hmm? Is there something you need?"

Seeing this, George Taylor smiled and asked, "You’ve been wearing headphones all this time, what are you listening to?"

His words carried a sense of curiosity yet remained polite.

"I’m listening to the script."

Clara Bennett replied simply and straightforwardly, stating the truth.

This answer made George Taylor slightly stunned: "Listening to a script? Is that possible?"

Evidently, he was somewhat unfamiliar with this method of learning, or perhaps he had never attempted it.

To avoid confusing him, Clara Bennett added a brief explanation: "It’s with the help of a little tool that allows you to scan a paper script into your phone and then have it play aloud. This way, I can continue familiarizing myself with the lines and character settings while resting my eyes or in situations where I can’t use my eyes."

After Clara Bennett’s explanation, George Taylor suddenly understood and nodded, offering his own opinion: "Oh, I see, I’ve tried similar methods to increase work efficiency, but I always felt it lacked emotional expression, so I eventually gave up on that approach."

Even so, in reality, his technology was far inferior to Clara Bennett’s.

Initially, Clara Bennett didn’t intend to reveal this method to others.

But considering the specific situation of the companion in front of her, and the previously sigh-worthy incidents between herself, her brother, and George Taylor.

Back then, they were all manipulated by Nell Sue, leading to considerable misunderstandings and harm between them.

This made Clara Bennett’s feelings decidedly complicated.

Though it couldn’t be said she needed to offer any compensation, she truly didn’t want history to repeat itself, particularly not break the hard-earned rekindled friendship bond.

Thus, Clara Bennett made a decision: she didn’t want any mistakes here, so a certain degree of friendly interaction was indeed necessary.

Besides, in the complex and tumultuous entertainment circle, having an additional trustworthy friend, no matter what, was always a good thing.

"Mine is much more advanced than what you used before."

Clara Bennett said, with a hint of pride in her voice, "You can upload your favorite voice, and it can generate scripts, you should try it, the effect is truly amazing."

George Taylor was evidently very interested: "That advanced? Can it have such advanced features?"

His eyes were filled with curiosity and excitement.

Clara Bennett handed him one earphone, smiling as she said, "Give it a try, you’ll be pleasantly surprised."

George Taylor looked at the earphone, a subtle meaning flashing through his eyes.

He had filmed quite a few idol dramas, and even youth commercials where the male and female leads would listen to music with the same earphones.

Those scenes, although simple, could create a romantic and warm atmosphere.

He took the earphone, putting it on, immediately hearing a strange man’s voice.

That voice recited lines he was familiar with:

[You are both beautiful and mysterious. Did you wear perfume? Why do you smell so nice?]

This was the scene in the movie where the male lead tested the female lead’s identity, intentionally creating an intimate atmosphere.

The deep and magnetic voice through the earphone sounded so pleasant, that it seemed as though every word gently touched the soul.

George Taylor could feel the charm of this voice, yet there was a slight peculiarity in his heart.

Because the person’s voice was completely different from his, it was pleasant, though not fitting his image.

Since he could change it to any voice, why not try using his own?

George Taylor thought, removing the earphone, smiled at Clara Bennett, "For our movie, we need to use original voices, you can use mine directly. How did you record it? I can help you find movie clips, or I can read some lines now and see how it turns out."

Clara Bennett pursed her lips, clearly displeased with George Taylor’s suggestion.

She had no intention of using George Taylor’s voice.

In her heart, there was only William Foster, and William Foster’s magnetic voice, in the stories she imagined, it was also William Foster’s figure that appeared.

Whether she was dreaming or awake, she longed to hear the voice that made her heart race.

When she saw George Taylor in a military uniform that day, her first thought was: if it were William Foster wearing it, he’d be even more handsome and stylish.

It’s hard to say, but thoughts like these made her feel slightly embarrassed, yet they also accurately reflected her deepest feelings.

Alright, Clara Bennett had to admit she was a hopeless voice enthusiast with a penchant for looks, she had high demands for both.

Clara Bennett shook her head slightly, politely declining George Taylor’s good intentions: "No need, you’re right here in front of me, listening to it would feel awkward."

Though she refused out of politeness, the real reason was to preserve her idealized image of William Foster in her heart.

However, George Taylor seemed intrigued by her response, and with a gentle smile, said, "I think it’s quite interesting. Why don’t you recite a line, and I’ll record it to listen?"

His voice was full of curiosity and expectation, as if he genuinely wanted to experience this freshness.

Faced with this unexpected suggestion, Clara Bennett quickly waved her hands vigorously and explained, "No, I would feel too embarrassed. This software is better used by you to record voices you like."

Actually, she was worried her voice might disrupt that beautiful atmosphere, and even more, she feared George Taylor might misunderstand something.

Seeing Clara Bennett’s slightly nervous look, George Taylor mistakenly thought it was due to shyness and couldn’t help but show a warm smile.

"Ah, so it’s shyness, you’re really cute this way."

He mused to himself, more convinced that Clara Bennett was a little fan-girl, "Maybe it’s because she’s used to hearing her own voice, so suddenly switching to someone else reading lines would also feel unsettling."

Despite this, George Taylor was still very interested in knowing what Clara Bennett’s voice was truly like.