America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 406 We are villains, not idiots
Not only Martin and the other two on the roof of the trailer, but also the others who had originally focused their attention on Leonardo and Nicholson, gradually shifted their gazes to the strange-looking man who was walking alone.

Some familiar people recognized that it was Shia LaBeouf.

Leonardo also looked over there: "Is this the surprise Martin mentioned?"

Nicholson raised his hand to adjust his sunglasses and said with a smile: "Haha, that's interesting."

On the roof of the trailer, Saoirse set up a tripod and stood behind it to operate the camera. She said, "He's doing performance art again."

Martin found that the camera on his phone was not very effective, so he simply stopped filming and focused on watching the fun: "The man who stole the limelight from the entire crew is finally here."

Shia LaBeouf wore a supermarket paper bag on his head with three holes cut out on the bag, revealing his eyes, mouth and nose, and words were written crookedly on the rest of the bag - I am a normal person.

The clothes on his body were made of several leather belts wrapped around key parts such as the chest and legs. The belts were inlaid with metal rivets in the reverse direction, with long spikes sticking up to the sky, like a porcupine with some of its long spines pulled out.

There was a whip hanging on the belt behind his waist, and the whip dragged on the ground like a devil's tail.

Xia walked forward in silence, and the crowd surrounding Nicholson and Leonardo automatically moved to both sides to make way for him.

"Are they targeting us?" Leonardo was curious. "Is this a new activity organized by Martin?"

Nicholson couldn't understand: "Martin isn't that perverted, is he?"

Xia came in front of Nicholson, plopped down on one knee, and the long spikes on his knee inserted into the mud ground, making his posture look particularly weird.

He took off the long whip from behind his waist and held it high up: "Jack, let me join the bastard trio!"

Nicholson didn't respond.

Leonardo shrugged.

Xia said loudly: "Please whip me severely as a witness to my joining."

Nicholson didn't touch the whip, but just smiled happily.

Even with a paper bag on his head, Xia could see clearly that as an artist, he was ready to accept the most brutal test: "In order to prove my determination and confidence to join the Asshole Group, I will kneel here for a long time without making any sound or responding. You can whip me or test me in any other way. I will definitely put artistic ethics first and will never dodge or resist."

The people around were in an uproar.

Even though they are in Hollywood, used to seeing all kinds of abnormalities and the crazy words and deeds of celebrities, they were still stunned by Shia LaBeouf's amazing performance.

Even that weirdo Johnny Depp wouldn't go to this extent!
Nicholson found it interesting and cheerful.

Leonardo also found it very funny.

But neither of them touched the whip.

Leonardo pointed to a trailer behind him: "I saw Martin."

Nicholson looked back and said, "Let's go to his side and continue watching the fun."

The two men turned around and left.

Shia LaBeouf remained kneeling there, as if he hadn't noticed that his goal was already far away.

Nicholson turned around and couldn't help laughing: "Where did Martin find such a top-notch guy? It's so fucking funny."

Leonardo said: "It's really a big surprise."

When we arrived at the trailer, Martin and Bruce had already gotten out of the car.

Saoirse glanced at Leonardo and decided to stay there: "I'll take some more pictures."

She wanted to see if anyone would do anything to Shia LaBeouf.

Martin called Nicholson and Leonardo into the trailer and sat by the window that could see over there to chat.

"The performance artist you found?" Leonardo has always been interested in art.

Nicholson asked, "Such sand sculptures are hard to find, right?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Martin asked back, "You didn't recognize it?"

"That man's head was completely covered in a paper bag. He was harder to recognize than Batman," Nicholson said. "How do you want us to recognize him?"

Martin said directly: "Spielberg's godson, Shia LaBeouf, the leading actor of the live-action Transformers movie, where can I find such high-end talent? He admired Jack because of Blanchett and wanted to be Jack's younger brother."

He briefly talked about what happened with Shia LaBeouf these days.

Leonardo looked very interested: "What a talent, he should be sent to the San Fernando Valley."

Nicholson asked, "Do you think Spielberg would be willing to send his godson to a place like that?"

Martin casually responded, "It's not a big deal if they're not my biological children."

Seeing the sand sculpture still kneeling there, Leonardo asked, "What do you two think?"

"We, the three bastards, are notorious villains. We are elites who are good at stirring up trouble and harming people. We are not a shelter for the mentally ill!" Nicholson has the aura of a boss. He not only dares to stir up trouble, but also has the ability to take responsibility.

He pointed at the paper bag man Shia LaBeouf and said, "If we let him join our asshole trio, think about how people will see us. We are not elites, not villains, but idiots!"

Martin agreed with his point of view: "First of all, he will seriously lower our average IQ. Judging from his behavior pattern, the possibility of him being fooled by others is 100 times higher than the possibility of him fooling others."

Leonardo said: "Also, he will seriously lower our average appearance and reduce our attractiveness to beautiful young women." Martin and Nicholson's eyes fell on his face.

Leonardo was dissatisfied: "What do you mean? I will lower your appearance? What a joke!"

Martin knocked on the table: "This is to remind you, don't develop horizontally anymore, you will drag down our average appearance, Leo!"

Leonardo was about to retort, but Nicholson spoke before him: "This Shia LaBeouf does not meet the requirements of our trio at all. He is a weirdo at best and cannot be a villain. Don't consider him."

Martin said, "Just watch it for fun."

It's still very interesting just to watch the show.

Not only the onlookers, including the asshole trio, found it interesting, but also Shia LaBeouf himself.

Xia seemed to be kneeling there on one knee, but the paper bag put him into his own world. At this moment, he was as happy as a funny person.

Happiness varies greatly from person to person.

The crowd of spectators were eating Xia's big melon, while Xia was eating the melons of dozens of people.

Looking at so many stupid people pointing and talking around him like clowns, he felt that these melons were crisp and sweet.

David Fincher stood alone at the door of the studio, looking at his godson from DreamWorks, so angry that he was speechless.

He was really out of his mind to agree to let this idiot join DreamWorks.

David Fincher is too lazy to go over, and the idiot is willing to kneel, so just keep kneeling.

On the trailer, Martin pointed to the roof and said, "Shia LaBeouf is average, but the girl on top is pretty good and has great potential."

Leonardo's eyes rolled and he deliberately raised his voice: "Martin, don't you claim to be loyal? When did you change your taste?"

"Shut up, Leo!" Martin's voice ran out from the open window: "Saoirse is a student I recognize. I am Saoirse's teacher. You can't belittle a student recognized by a teacher in front of him."

Leonardo winked at Martin: "You're right, I made a slip of the tongue."

Nicholson pointed at the two bastards and said, "Since she has potential, teach her well, not only about acting, but most importantly, how to develop safely in Hollywood."

His next words carried some real emotion: "I am old now. Maybe one day I will die and go to meet God or Satan. Then there will be one less bastard and a successor."

Martin smiled and said, "Don't worry, old bastard. God won't take you. Satan doesn't dare to take you. They are all afraid of being messed with by us!"

On the top of the trailer, Saoirse was still filming. Listening to the occasional conversations and laughter, she felt that these three people were not villains as rumored, but instead had a particularly lovely side.

Especially Martin, who recognized her teacher, is really a good teacher.

Saoirse Ronan, the child star, took the initiative to find Martin to be her teacher. Of course, her mind was not so pure, but at this moment, I felt that I shouldn't think too much about it.

With Martin as a teacher, she should have less trouble in the future.

As for trouble that comes to her on her own initiative, Saoirse has never been afraid of it. She even dared to mess with Emma Watson at Pinewood Studios!

In the afternoon, the filming was still held in the open-air theater, and Martin was still acting opposite Cate Blanchett.

Not far away, the paper bag man Shia LaBeouf was still kneeling there.

A security guard from the studio found it interesting and came over to take photos with him as the background.

There was also a fat female security guard who quietly ran over and tried to take off Shia LaBeouf's pants. If he didn't resist, maybe she could...

David Fincher left a security guard for the crew in advance, but he scared the guy away.

Even if David Fincher was very annoyed, he couldn't let anything really happen to Shia LaBeouf on the set.

But taking photos is fine.

After a while, two stylists came over. The one serving Martin instructed Tina in a sissy way: "Pose something sexier. He won't move anyway..."

Tina posed in various styles next to Shia LaBeouf and took multiple photos.

The girl got angry and said, "I didn't expect there is a sixth gender in this world."

Tina didn't get involved in that circle, so she didn't quite understand: "I know there are three genders, how can there be six."

The sissy gave an example: "Men, women, gays, lesbians, and shemales. These were the five types we had before."

He gently tapped the paper bag that Shia LaBeouf was wearing: "Look, this is the sixth type, the paper bag man!"

Tina suddenly realized.

"Hey, Tina, hurry to the set!" Saoirse shouted over here, "Blanchett got mad and said there's nothing good about this idiot and brainless person, and asked you to hurry up and touch up her makeup."

Tina hurried back: "Didn't you just touch up your makeup?"

Saoirse put her hands in her pockets, whistled, and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Back on the set, she put aside all her worries and carefully observed her teacher Martin and Blanchett.

Saoirse kept in mind what Martin had just said, that acting skills are the foundation of everything. Without the foundation, other key parts are out of the question.

(End of this chapter)