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Eva really didn't expect to be invited by Sinead Mary Bernadette O'Connor. Although she was only invited for an interview among several potential directors for Sinead's new MTV, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Eva. She knew quite a bit about this famous Irish singer—her strong personality, her iconic shaved head, and the fact that she had won a Grammy but refused to accept it. Sinead's songs were of very high quality, and she was considered a national treasure in Ireland. Most importantly, she was a deeply thoughtful artist, known for her imaginative and daring MTVs that pushed artistic boundaries. This meant there was ample room for Eva to showcase her talent.
After receiving the invitation from Sinead's agent, Eva promptly prepared her materials and headed to the agreed office building. Upon arrival, she discovered that Sinead was not present; instead, it was her male agent who was waiting for her. After a brief introduction, the agent scrutinized Eva with an unsettling gaze. Finally, he said, "Hello, Eva, Sinead saw your short film on TV and was amazed at your control of color. However, you're just one of the candidates because Sinead has high hopes for the MTV of this single. She wants to pick the most suitable one."
Eva nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I can understand that. After all, Sinead is a national treasure singer of Ireland. She must have a lot of choices." The agent smiled in a way that made her uneasy. "Tomorrow is the formal interview. I came to meet you today to explain the situation."
Though Eva's sixth sense told her something was off, she remained calm. "Thank you for your kindness." The office was eerily empty on the weekend, and she asked, "If everything is fine, can I leave?"
"Wait a minute," the agent said with a strange smile. "It seems you know that someone of Sinead's status has many options, and she trusts me. If I can say a few words for you, I can guarantee she will definitely choose you."
Realizing the implications of his tone, Eva scoffed, "No, sir." The agent persisted, "Eva, from the moment I saw you walk up to the podium on TV for the first time, I was conquered by you... You are so attractive, and you make me itch inside."
Suddenly, Eva stood up and walked toward the door. "Sir, I hope you know what you're talking about, but I'm not interested in listening anymore." Before she could exit, the agent lunged at her, trying to grab her hand and persuade her further. "Eva, this opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime chance for you..."
In a swift motion, Eva pulled a dagger from her boot and pressed it against his palm, moving with a grace that suggested she had done this before. The agent was stunned.
Damn, is this woman mentally ill? Which normal woman carries a dagger?
Ignoring his shocked expression, Eva glared at him, her voice dripping with disdain. "Stay away from me, you bastard." The agent retracted his hand, shaken. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to do anything. Why are you making such a fuss?"
Eva sheathed her dagger and shot back, "I hate you bastards the most. If you come near me again, I will cut your heart out." Her tone was dead serious, sending a chill down the agent’s spine.
At that moment, he realized she was not someone to be trifled with. But Eva simply turned and left the office, fully aware of the truth in the agent's veiled threats. Yes, she had serious mental issues, but they were a result of her experiences. She wasn’t an innocent girl; she understood the dangers of being a beautiful woman.
Carrying a dagger was her way of protecting herself after her rebirth. She knew that even those with troubled minds had their own paths to follow, and her distrust of men led her to record their conversation when she stepped into the office. If the agent had plans to harm her, she needed proof to warn Sinead.
After leaving, the agent wondered if Eva would turn around and spill nonsense to Sinead. He doubted it, believing Sinead would trust her long-time agent over an unknown director. He planned to ensure Sinead rejected Eva, making her pay for her defiance.
The next day, Eva arrived on time for the formal interview. The agent awaited her at the registration desk, greeting her with a nasty smile. "Eva Cody, I didn't expect you to dare come. What, do you still want to complain? You will suffer the consequences today."
Eva shot him a sneer. "Who is reaping the fruits of his own actions?" The agent threatened, "You're a mental patient. I advise you to see a doctor."
Without replying, Eva checked in and headed to the waiting area. Meanwhile, the agent had been whispering to Sinead about Eva’s lack of experience. "This girl has no real credentials. Her only work is a short film competition piece."
Sinead glanced at Eva’s resume and hesitated. "True, it doesn’t look impressive, but her short film was pretty good. I want to see her."
When Eva entered, she saw the agent glaring at her. Ignoring him, she focused on Sinead, who greeted her warmly. "Hello, Eva. I accidentally saw your short film and was conquered by you."
"Thank you for the compliment," Eva replied modestly.
Sinead continued, "I wasn’t just moved by the long shots but by your kaleidoscope-like colors. You’re a master at playing with color. Can you talk about your vision for an MTV depicting doomsday destruction?"
Eva replied, "That's absolutely fine, but I have something I hope Ms. Sinead can listen to first."
As the recording of the agent's threats played, the agent's face went pale. Damn, this Eva Cody is really out of her mind. What normal woman keeps a recorder on or carries a knife?
His actions now seemed like proof of her supposed madness. Sinead watched Eva with newfound interest, intrigued by her cool demeanor.
Eva, sensing the shift in atmosphere, touched her hair in a charming way. "Ms. Sinead, what kind of MTV do you want to create?"
Sinead played her latest song, which Eva felt had a metallic and desperate quality. There were no lyrics yet, but the music conveyed a sense of despair.
After listening, Eva remarked, "I can’t describe this feeling. It feels like this song wants to destroy everything."
Sinead's eyes lit up. "You are indeed the one I want. This song describes the future doomsday."
Eva raised an eyebrow. "The end of the future?"
"Yes," Sinead confirmed. "I believe advanced civilization will ultimately destroy humanity. Our fate is to be destroyed and then reborn."
Eva was taken aback. She had encountered such thoughts before, but it was refreshing to hear someone articulate them. "You want to play with the concept of doomsday?"
"Yes," Sinead replied. "Humans will destroy themselves and then be reborn, like Adam and Eve. This is all just reincarnation."
Eva smiled, finding common ground. "To some extent, I agree. Humanity is indeed destroying itself."
They discussed how humans were degrading nature and disrupting ecosystems, acknowledging the inevitability of self-destruction driven by insatiable desires.
"So, you want to infuse your ideas into this MTV and song?" Eva asked.
Sinead nodded. "Yes, even though I haven’t finished the lyrics, this is the core idea. If human desires continue to grow, they will eventually lead to destruction."
Eva inquired, "Have you thought of a name for the song?"
"Girl on the Ruins," Sinead said, playfully sticking out her tongue at Eva. "I want to present a destroyed world in the MTV but I won’t star in it since I haven’t fit the definition of a girl for a long time."
Looking at Eva, she added, "Hey, I noticed you're quite attractive. How about appearing in this MTV?"
Eva shook her head firmly. "No, that's not possible. I've never thought about being on camera."
Sinead expressed some disappointment. "Well, I will find the right actors."
Eva nodded. "I'll go back and think about the plot, write a script for you to review, and draw some storyboards. What do you think?"
"Of course, I'm looking forward to it."
After their meeting, Eva left the restaurant. However, upon returning to her studio, Sinead found her record company boss waiting for her.
He greeted her with hostility. "I heard from your agent that you’re planning to hire an inexperienced director for our blockbuster single?"
Sinead responded coolly, "He’s no longer my agent."
"Whether he is or not, is this true? Are you out of your mind, Sinead?"
Sinead faced her boss confidently. "I saw her short film, and it was stunning."
"But she has no MTV experience! That’s a fatal flaw for our most important project of the year. We can’t hand it over to someone like her."
Sinead brushed off his concerns. "I believe she can handle it."
"You’ll have to cover for her if it fails," he warned. "Our company won't take the hit for you."
Sinead replied, "If you insist