Chapter 80: Confrontation in front of the glass The interviews continued afterwards, and except for the role of the brother, all the other roles were insignificant."Chen, I think this person is good and can be a backup candidate for the role of the older brother." Jerry, who was sitting at the table, was quite satisfied with the interviewee. Chen An also nodded: "You are the producer, so I will listen to you, but let's wait and see, there is still time anyway." We successfully interviewed many people on the first day, but today, there was no one that satisfied both of us. "Dong Dong~" Just as the two were chatting, there was another knock on the door and they stopped chatting. A young and immature boy pushed open the door. He had a blank expression on his face but looked miserable. Chen An raised his eyebrows unconsciously when he saw the face of the person who came. This was not the Mysterio Jake Gyllenhaal, but he was a younger version of him, without the iconic beard. Looks a bit immature. However, the other party seems to have starred in many of his father's movies. Although Chen An has never seen them, he is still an insider after all. "Hello, both interviewers. My name is Jake Gyllenhaal. I'm from Los Angeles and I'd like to audition for a role." Jack stood in front of the two men and introduced himself somewhat stiffly.
This was the first time he auditioned for a role on his own, as he previously acted with the help of his father. "Hello, Jack, shut your mouth and make a depressed and autistic expression." Chen An spoke first and let the other party perform first. When Jake Gyllenhaal heard Chen An's description, he didn't say anything but immediately shut his mouth, frowned, and looked a little restrained, which was exactly what Chen An needed. Especially that miserable temperament that came with it, Chen An was even more satisfied. "What do you think, Jerry?" Chen An turned and asked Jerry next to him. He is quite satisfied with Jake Gyllenhaal, so it depends on Jerry's choice. Jerry also nodded: "He is indeed more suitable than the previous ones, so let's do it this way." He seemed quite satisfied. The role of the elder brother is mostly a mute character in the play, even more autistic than the depressed uncle, and Jake Gyllenhaal's image is quite suitable. "Jack, how old are you that you need to notify your parents to sign the contract?" Jerry asked the other party directly. Jake Gyllenhaal nodded: "I think I need to inform my parents." "Well, I will notify your family directly then. I think you need to discuss it with your family when you go back today." Jerry had expected this. The other party looked like a minor. Jake Gyllenhaal excitedly agreed, "So am I accepted?" "That's right Jack, you've been accepted. The role is yours. Of course, your family must agree first." Jerry explained to the young man with a smile. "Sure, I think they'll agree." Jake Gyllenhaal screamed excitedly. Chen An interrupted his excitement: "Jack, leave your contact information, go home quickly, discuss it with your family first, and we will contact you when the time comes." Things were almost done and Chen An wanted to slip away, interrupt the other party's excitement and go home early. Jake Gyllenhaal, whose excitement was interrupted by Chen An, calmed down and thought that he had to go home early to tell his family about this and get their consent. "Yes, this is my interview resume. I'm leaving first." Jake Gyllenhaal handed the resume in his hand to the two people's table, then turned around and left quickly in a hurry.
Chen An took a look at the resume. It was similar to Naomi's. He took a quick glance and handed it to Jerry to handle it. "Let's go, Jerry. I don't think there's any need to continue the interview." Chen An stood up and stretched his body to relieve his fatigue. Jerry sorted out a pile of resumes, took out his phone to notify the outside, and then stood up: "Let's go, Chen, let's go eat together." Chen An nodded, took out a cigarette, lit it and then handed one to the other person. They have been holding it in for a long time. Both of them are old smokers, but the other likes to smoke cigars more, while Chen An doesn't like that stuff. After smoking, they crushed the cigarette and threw it into the trash can. Then they left the building and got in the car and left. "Hey Chen, have you contacted Naomi from yesterday?" Jerry, who was in the driver's seat of the car, asked curiously with a smirk on his face. Chen An rubbed his head with a cigarette still in his mouth: "How can I have time? I fell asleep after returning home, and I came to interview actors with you early in the morning." "That's a shame. You wasted a whole day. Otherwise, maybe you wouldn't have to sleep alone tonight." "There's nothing wrong with sleeping alone. At least it's not that tiring." "My grandfather's lighter that blocked bullets in North Korea is not as tough as yours." Jerry, who was driving, didn't believe Chen An's tough talk at all. The two drove and chatted all the way to a restaurant, where they had dinner. As night fell, Chen An had been sent back to the hotel. I walked into the room alone and took a shower to wash away the fatigue of the day. I picked up the wine from the wine cabinet, poured some ice from the refrigerator into the wine, and sat in front of the window in my bathrobe, looking at the night view. "I'm so fucking tired." Chen An said while lying on the chair. I sit there for the whole day, interviewing one person after another. Some people's performances are so horrible that it's enough to kill you. It’s not like in China where you have to choose directly by yourself. The gap is so huge, but fortunately Chen An is open-minded and doesn't care. It's just that I'm walking along the old route again. I've already seen the scenery in between, and it's much better now. Not long after, Jerry came over and signed the contract with Chen An, and also notified Chen An in advance to find a lawyer. Although the two have a good relationship, they still have to handle business impartially. With the help of a lawyer, Chen An signed the contract. However, before leaving, Jerry handed over a contract. Chen An took it with a confused look on his face, but Jerry left with a smile on his face, saying that it was a gift for Chen An. "Gift? What gift?" Chen An was a little at a loss when he picked up the contract in his hand. When I opened it, it was Naomi's contract, and the meaning was very clear. Chen An didn't know what to say when holding the thing in his hand, but he took it anyway. Since the other person was busy and didn't have time, he had to help. After all, we are partners, so it is normal for us to help each other.
After the lawyer left, Chen An went back to the hotel, took a shower and changed his clothes. In 1993, Naomi came to Hollywood alone with her luggage, working while contacting for interviews. Naomi, who was relatively famous in Europe, had a hard time making any progress in the movie kingdom called Hollywood. I spent more than I earned, and without medical insurance, it was hard to even afford food and clothing. It was really miserable. I wanted to quit the acting industry several times. It was not until he encountered "Mulholland Drive", a masterpiece that shocked film history, that he started to develop his acting career again. Today, she is still struggling with the difficulties before success. When Chen An found her through the contact information, she was working in a restaurant, wearing ordinary clothes and a beige apron around her chest. She was clearing a dining table, gathering the plates and wiping the table. Her golden hair was roughly tied up, and her beautiful face was tired and covered with traces of sweat. She was wiping the table intently. Naomi didn't raise her head until Chen An, who was standing at the window, knocked gently on the glass. I saw Chen An standing in front of the transparent glass window, waving his hand and smiling to say hello. The amber eyes opened with a hint of surprise, and a smile suddenly appeared on the tired face: "Director?!" The voice was quite loud, and even Chen An, who was separated by glass, heard it and nodded in response. But at this moment, Naomi suddenly looked at her clothes, wiped her forehead with her wrist, then turned around, dropped the plates in front of the table, and ran towards the kitchen. Chen An was left standing in front of the glass window, a little confused. Didn't you just leave like that? Is he that scary? But I still walked into the restaurant and found a vacant table to sit down. A waiter came over to serve him immediately. Chen An ordered two hot drinks and in addition to paying the bill, he also gave a ten-dollar tip with a painful heart. He felt that this kind of thing was no different from the remnants of feudalism. I always feel awkward when writing about domestic entertainment, but it’s very comfortable and smooth when writing about foreign entertainment.
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