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Chapter 95 Audition Storm (Subscription Request)

The black car stopped in front of the North Hollywood apartment. Just as Thomas was about to take out his phone, Martin came out, opened the passenger seat and got in the car, saying, "Let's go to Warner Studios."

Today is the last round of auditions.

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 aren't you driving? Martin, I'm your agent, not your driver."

"Don't worry about these trivial matters." Martin naturally diverted Thomas' attention: "I have an audition soon, so I have to stay energetic."

Thomas accepted this and not only drove calmly, but also tried to keep the speed steady to prevent Martin from feeling uncomfortable. He was as considerate as a full-time driver.

The client's opportunity is also his opportunity.

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

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

The car arrived at Warner Studios and parked in the parking lot.

Before getting off the bus, Thomas encouraged Martin: "We have prepared for so many days, mobilized our greatest connections, and paid attention to every detail, just for today!"

Martin said seriously: "Even if Susan Levine wants me to go to the hotel with her, I have no problem with that."

Thomas waved his hands: "She just got engaged to Robert Downey Jr., not really."

The two arrived at the entrance of the studio and changed to an electric car.

Halfway through the conversation, Martin took out his cell phone and made a call: "Robert, it's me, Martin. I have something to talk to you about."

Inside the Marietta Community Theater, Robert saw the incoming call and walked toward the store at the door, saying as he walked, "I know, Coke, right? I'll go get it now and put it on the table facing Los Angeles."

Martin smiled: "Thanks, old friend."

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

The can is coated with olive oil and placed on the westernmost side.

Martin and Thomas arrived at the crew's residence and entered the small studio.

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

Martin had no impression of most of them, and couldn't find the corresponding faces in his memories of his past life.

The only one I knew, Adrian, who had medium-length dark brown hair, took the initiative to come forward.

Martin asked knowingly, "Hey, man, are you here just to cheer me up? Thank you." He stepped forward and whispered, "Really, I'm just going through the motions."

This once again made Adrian think of Jason Sean, who was the biggest threat.

In recent days, he and his agent have focused all their attention on Jason Sean. They have specifically found out that the funds Paris Hilton brought into the group even exceeded that of Pacific Pictures.

Adrian smiled and said, "Not only am I here to cheer you on, I also came here to see the audition for the lead role in a commercial film."

Martin looked at the guy's smiling face and wanted to punch him in the face, but when he saw his medium-length hair, he raised his fist and bumped it with him: "Come on, man!"

Adrian felt sick when he saw the handsome face opposite him, but he forced himself to say, "Brother, let's work hard 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 also fierce. If you don't show your value, the company will not invest more resources in you."

Martin knew that he couldn't just crack the whip, he also had to hook a carrot: "I used Louise Mayer's relationship and didn't use many company resources."

Thinking of Louise Mayer below Martin, Thomas felt that he had to work harder.

Clients sign contracts with companies, and if they are dissatisfied with their brokers, it is not uncommon for them to switch to new brokers.

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

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

"Can you do this?" Adrian asked. "No mistakes can be made."

Tony smiled: "We have done so much against him these days, our time and energy will not be wasted, just rest assured, leave it to me."

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

Outside in the parking lot, Tony smashed the phone card into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

Get back in the car and wait patiently.

According to the audition rules given by the crew, Martin's audition time is 10 am.

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

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

Martin took out his cell phone, turned it off, strode into the audition room, and scanned the room quickly.

A woman in her fifties, wearing glasses and with a wrinkled face, sat at the front. She was the casting director Mary-Gail.

Sitting next to her was Susan Levine.

There are at least eight more people behind.

This time there were actually two people playing games, the connections were everywhere.

Martin greeted: "Manager Levin, Director Gail, good morning."

Susan just nodded.

"Good morning." Mary's eyes stopped on Martin's face. His short, refined light brown hair made him look handsome and pleasing to the eye.

Although she wouldn't be so simple as to judge a person by appearance, any normal woman wouldn't want to take a few more glances at a handsome man she likes. She said, "According to the role script, let's start."

Martin was fully prepared and got into the role very quickly, starting to act with the audition assistant.

Susan Levine held her chin with one hand and glanced at the camera screen from time to time. Louise, the alcoholic, was very reliable and the actors she recommended were fine.

Among those who completed the audition, he was the one with the best acting skills.

Maybe the character struck a chord?
During the script creation process, Susan asked the screenwriter to change the character setting, after all, Nick Jones was just a supporting role for the heroine, a man who had been in jail for stealing a car.

It was Susan's favorite prodigal son.

Susan feels that the bitterness and hardships of life are the best way to train people, and those who can endure this hardship will shine.

The audition ended quickly, and after the actors were sent away, Susan routinely asked, "How was Martin Davis?"

Mary had no say in the decision, so she just said her first impression: "Great."

At the same time, Jason Sean drove towards Warner Studios.

The short golden hair that he had 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.

"Dear, are you there yet?"

"I'll be there soon." Jason Sean said, "Don't worry, I can handle it alone. I don't need you to come with me."

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

Jason Sean hung up the phone and before he could figure out what was going on, a car came up from the side and hit the front of his car.

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

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

A short and fat man got out of the car opposite.

"How did you drive?" Jason Sean went to check the collision: "Forget it, just leave quickly."

How could Tony leave? He pointed at him and said, "You asked me how to drive? I also want to ask you how to drive! You were on your cell phone and hit me."

Thinking about the audition soon, Jason Sean endured it for the time being: "I won't bother with people like you, tell me a number."

Tony the Lion opened his mouth: "This is my new car, the repair will cost at least $3000."

Jason Sean estimated that it would only cost $500, and he was immediately furious, but he knew what was important and was ready to get his checkbook.

Tony found this guy unexpectedly patient and quickly changed his strategy.

He sang a rap: "I've seen Paris, her two heads are sunken in, of different sizes; I've seen Paris, she's like a bitch, lying on her stomach waiting to be fucked; I've seen Paris, she likes to give people BJs, smearing her face and chest; I've seen Paris..."

Jason Sean knew who the short, fat and ugly song was about and what the lyrics were describing as soon as he heard them.

Before this, when others asked him about the videotape, he always acted nonchalant and said he didn't care.

But it is hard for a man to tolerate someone making fun of him in person.

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

"Bastard, you damn fat guy!" Jason Sean rushed up and kicked hard.

Tony quickly protected his head because his nose was not bleeding. When he lowered his head, he hit his fist hard and blood started flowing out of his nose.

Nearby, Tony's girlfriend called the police and rushed over, shouting, "Help! Help! Murder!"

The parking lot security guards heard the noise and two of them ran over here.

This is Warner Studios, a key police patrol area. In less than half a minute, sirens sounded over here.

Jason Sean wanted to run, but Tony held his legs tightly.

The security guard came over and shouted to stop them.

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

His girlfriend used her female status to loudly accuse Jason Sean of violent behavior.

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

This location is just within the range of surveillance footage.

Tony was lying on the ground, unable to get up. The blood from his nose covered his face, making him look extremely miserable.

Jason Sean explained loudly that he was an actor and had to go to an important audition.

But in Los Angeles, where there are actors per capita, a strange face like him was not convincing enough for the police.

Another patrol car arrived to provide support.

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

One person took statements from Tony's girlfriend and security guard, while the other obtained the security guard's consent to retrieve the surveillance video.

The parking lot soon returned to silence.

Tony called his lawyer and filed a formal report to the police. Jason Sean would not be able to come back anytime soon.

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

No one came over and no one answered.

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

The other actors looked at each other, and still no one responded.

Adrian smiled secretly, Tony's side was taken care of.

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

Susan frowned. She, the producer, was personally in charge of the final round of auditions, but the actor was late. It was a lack of basic respect.

She said directly: "Change to the next one."

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

(End of this chapter)