American fame and fortune

The black car stopped in front of the North Hollywood apartment. Thomas was about to take out his cell phone when Martin came out of the door, pulled the co-pilot into the car, and said, "Let's go, Warner Studios."

Last round of auditions today.

Thomas started the car and drove to Burbank.

After driving out of an intersection, he realized something was wrong, and quickly figured it out: "Why don't you drive? Martin, I'm your agent, not your driver."

"Don't pay attention to these minor details." Martin naturally diverted Thomas's attention: "I'm going to audition later, so I have to keep my energy up."

Thomas accepted this statement, and not only drove with peace of mind, but also tried to keep the speed as steady as possible to avoid Martin's discomfort, caring like a full-time driver.

The client's opportunity is not his opportunity.

Martin pulled down the visor and adjusted his cropped hair a little in the mirror.

Thomas said: "No problem, Mary Gale hates the Beatles and likes men with clean, short hair."

The car came to Warner Studios and parked in the parking lot.

Before getting out of the car, Thomas encouraged Martin: "We have prepared for so many days, we have used the greatest connections, and we have picked out all the details to the smallest detail, just for today!"

Martin said seriously: "Even if Susan Levine wants me to go to the hotel with her, I'm fine."

Thomas waved his hand: "She just got engaged to Robert Downey Jr., so it won't happen."

The two came to the gate of the studio and changed to a battery car.

Halfway through, Martin took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Robert, it's me, Martin, I have something to do with you."

Inside the Marietta Community Theater, Robert saw the call and walked towards the sales office at the door. He said as he walked, "I know, Coke, right? I'll buy it now and put it on the table facing Los Angeles."

Martin smiled: "Old man, thank you."

Robert bought a can of Coke and came to the office. His desk was officially moved to the west, and olive oil was always on the table.

The cans are smeared with olive oil and placed on the westernmost side.

Martin and Thomas came to the crew station and entered the small studio.

In the waiting area outside the audition, six or seven young actors in their twenties were waiting.

Most of Martin has no impression, and he can't find the corresponding face in the memory of his previous life.

The only one he knew, Adrian with dark brown mid-length hair, took the initiative to greet him.

Martin knowingly asked, "Dude, are you here to cheer me on? Thank you." He took a step forward and said in a low voice, "No need, I'm just going through the motions."

This made Adrian think of Jason Sean again, and that was the biggest threat.

In the past few days, he and his agent have focused all their attention on Jason Sean. They have specifically inquired, and the funds Paris Hilton brought into the team even surpassed Pacific Pictures.

Adrian smiled: "Not only to cheer for you, I also came here to see the audition of the protagonist of a commercial film."

Martin looked at the guy's smiling face, and wanted to hit him to make his face bloom, but when he saw his mid-length hair, he raised his fist and touched him: "Dude, come on!"

Adrian felt disgusted when he saw the handsome face on the other side, but he resisted and said: "Brother, let's work together."

Martin and Thomas found a place to sit down.

The latter said: "See? It's not that I don't work hard. The competition within the company is equally fierce. If you don't show a certain value, the company won't invest more resources in you."

Martin knew that he couldn't just whip a whip, but also hooked a carrot: "I'm in the relationship with Louise Mayer, and I didn't use many company resources."

Thinking of Louise Meyer under Martin, Thomas felt that he had to work harder.

The client is contracting with the company, and if dissatisfied with the broker, there are many examples of changing to a new broker.

On the other side, Adrian entered the empty corridor, dialed the phone number of his follower Tony, and asked, "He hasn't come yet?"

Tony replied, "The clerk at the entrance of the hotel said that he left the hotel alone, and he should be here soon."

"Can you do it?" Adrian asked, "No mistakes."

Tony smiled: "We have done so much for him these days, time and energy will not be wasted, don't worry, leave it to me."

Adrian hung up the phone, took out his calling card, went into the toilet, and flushed it down the toilet.

In the parking lot outside, Tony smashed the phone card and threw it into the trash can.

Back in the car, be patient.

In the audition charter given by the crew, Martin's audition time is ten o'clock in the morning.

There were four people in front of him, and they came out within ten minutes on average.

The door of the audition room opened, and an assistant said, "Martin Davis."

Martin took out his mobile phone and turned it off, strode into the audition room, his eyes swept quickly.

At the front sits a spectacled, wrinkled-faced woman in her fifties, casting director Mary Gale.

Sitting next to her was Susan Levine.

There are at least eight people behind.

This time, there were actually two related accounts who were playing games and were everywhere.

Martin said hello: "Manager Levine, Director Gail, good morning."

Susan just nodded.

"Good morning." Mary's gaze rested on Martin's face, and the short light brown hair looked handsome and pleasing to the eye.

Although it would not be so simple as to judge a person by their appearance, who wouldn't want to take a second look at a handsome man who is pleasing to the eye and a normal woman, she said: "According to the role script, let's start."

Martin was fully prepared, entered the state very quickly, and started playing with the audition assistant.

Susan Levine rested her chin on one hand and looked at the camera screen from time to time. Louise, an alcoholic, was very reliable, and the recommended actors were fine.

Of the people who completed the audition, he was the one with the best acting skills.

Perhaps the characters resonate?

During the writing of the script, Susan asked the screenwriter to change the role setting. After all, Nick Jones is only a supporting role for the heroine.

A guy who's been in jail for stealing a car.

It was Susan's favorite prodigal son who turned back.

Susan believes that the ups and downs of life can exercise people the most, and those who survive this period of suffering will shine.

The audition ended quickly, and the actors were dismissed. Susan routinely asked, "How is Martin Davis?"

Mary didn't have the right to decide, so she just said the first feeling: "It's good."

Meanwhile, Jason Sean was driving close to Warner Studios.

The short blond hair specially designed a few days ago made him look quite energetic.

As soon as I entered the parking lot, the phone rang, it was my girlfriend's phone.

"Honey, are you there yet?"

"I'll be there soon." Jason Sean said, "Don't worry, I'm fine by myself, I really don't need you to come with me."

Paris Hilton said again: "Okay, call me when you're done."

Jason Sean hung up the phone, before he understood what was going on, a car sped out and hit his head.

In the parking lot, neither car was going fast, and the collision was not serious.

Jason Sean checked the time, opened the door and got out of the car.

On the opposite side of the car, a chunky boy got off.

"How did you drive?" Jason Sean went to check the collision situation: "Forget it, you hurry up."

How could Tony go, pointing at him and said: "You ask me how to drive? I still want to ask you how to drive! You hit me on your cell phone."

Thinking about the upcoming audition, Jason Sean temporarily endured it: "I don't care about people like you, let's say a number."

Tony Lion opened his mouth: "This is a new car, and the maintenance cost is at least 3,000 US dollars."

Jason Sean estimated that $500 would be enough, and he was furious, but he knew the importance and was going to get the checkbook.

Tony found the guy surprisingly tolerant and quickly changed tactics.

He sang a rap: "I saw Paris, she had sunken heads, different sizes; I saw Paris, she was like a bitch, lying on her stomach waiting to be fucked; I saw Paris, she was like Giving BJ's, painting faces and chests; I've seen Paris..."

Who is Chunky Chubby singing and what is described in the lyrics, Jason Sean can understand it as soon as he hears it.

Previously, when others asked about the video tape, he was always calm and said he didn't care.

But when someone made fun of it in person, it was really unbearable for a man.

Jason Sean jumped up and punched Tony in the face. Tony's fat body fell backwards and hit the ground with a bang.

"Bastard, you bloody fat bastard!" Jason Sean rushed up and kicked hard.

Tony quickly protected his head, because his nose was not bleeding, and when he lowered his head, he hit his fist hard, and the nosebleed flowed out.

Nearby, Tony's girlfriend called the police, and at the same time rushed over and shouted: "Help! Help! Killed!"

The security guards in the parking lot heard the movement, and two of them ran towards this side.

This is Warner Studios, a key patrol area for the police, and within half a minute, the sound of sirens came.

Jason Sean wanted to run, but Tony hugged his leg tightly.

The security came over and shouted to stop.

The patrol car rushed into the parking lot, and Tony let go of his hand immediately, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

His girlfriend took advantage of her female status and loudly accused Jason Sean of violence.

What the parking lot security saw was also Jason Sean beating Tony unilaterally.

This location happened to be within the scope of surveillance shooting.

Tony was lying on the ground unable to get up, the blood from his nose was all over his face, looking extremely miserable.

Jason Sean made a loud distinction, yelling that he was an actor and had to go to an important audition.

But in Los Angeles, where the average actor per capita is, such a strange face like him is not convincing to the police at all.

Another supporting patrol car arrived.

The two controlled Jason Sean and took him back to the police station.

One person made notes for Tony's girlfriend and the security guard, and the other got the consent of the security party to obtain the surveillance video.

The parking lot quickly returned to silence.

Tony called the lawyer and formally reported the case. Jason Sean will not come back in a short time.

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At the crew station, an assistant opened the door of the audition room and shouted, "Jason Sean, it's your turn."

No one came, and no one answered.

The assistant asked loudly, "Is Jason Sean there?"

The other actors looked at each other, but still no one answered.

Adrian secretly laughed, and Tony got it done.

The assistant turned around and said, "Jason Sean didn't come."

Susan frowned. As a producer, she personally sat in the final round of auditions, but the actors were late and showed no basic respect.

She said directly: "Change to another one."

The assistant went out again and called, "Adrian Granny."