Didn't you say that we would lose money after filming?

Yes, that's right. Eddie is the person Xia Yuan discovered at first sight and is the most suitable person to play the leading female role in "Cellmates".

In fact, this is not quite correct, because this first female lead can also be said to be the first male lead, because he plays the role of the female lead in a normal movie, except that his gender is male.

This may sound a bit confusing, but in short, this is a very handsome character, a rare and great winemaker, and very manly.

Barry, the big brother figure in the prison, has a huge body and looks very fierce, which can give people a full sense of oppression, but in fact, his heart is very delicate, and even a little honest.

The protagonist John sold his troubled son Biederman to him, because John thought that Barry, a lustful and domineering "hairy monster", would "love" Biederman so much that Biederman would never dare to take soap to take a bath again.

But he didn't expect that Barry would take good care of Bidman, thinking that Bidman was his only true love, and even invited Bidman to drink the wine he brewed himself.

In the end, Biederman was even made the boss of the prison.

During this period, many "exciting" stories happened around the two people, which made people "inflammable" and seemed very "chilled".

Originally, Xia Yuan was very worried about how to cast the lead actor for this role. He hadn't thought that the leading cast could be finalized so quickly.

But I never expected that there would be such a pleasant surprise.

How to describe Eddie? Xia Yuan felt at first glance that this person could become a talent, a plastic talent!
But now Barry’s role has been resolved, and even the candidate for John has been resolved, and it has been directly pushed to Chu Zhongtian.

But now there is a very serious problem.

There is another character among the three main characters, but the problem is completely unresolved.

That is the core character of the whole story, and the candidate for Biederman has not yet been decided!

As the little princess of the prison, Barry's darling, the son of the Chief Justice, the elite, and Deman, this character is not easy to deal with.

If the wrong person is chosen, this story won’t go on.

In the next few days, Xia Yuan was looking for people around Hollywood.

But after several days, he still couldn't find a suitable candidate, which gave him a headache.

It has to be said that the joint boycott of these headhunting companies is still somewhat useful. They can only find some information about the actors through their own searches, and then send letters to them one by one to invite them to audition.

This efficiency is too slow.

For example, this is the case today. Xia Yuan finished another round of failed auditions. The actors who came to audition today still did not satisfy him. He could only wander around the streets again, trying to find another amateur who met the requirements and conditions.

But these days, how easy is it to find suitable amateurs?

At the same time.

"Hey, sir, please stop. We are a formal restaurant. We are sorry that we do not allow people who are not well dressed to enter. Thank you for your cooperation."

At the door of a restaurant on Hollywood Boulevard, the waiter spoke very politely to a figure under the eaves of his own store.

The figure was curled up on the ground, wearing filthy clothes and holding an empty bottle in his hand. He looked up at the waiter and said, "Hey, but I'm not at your door. I just want a warm place. The air conditioning unit here can help me keep warm. Can you please do me a favor?"

Apparently, he was a homeless man.

He spoke with a stuttering tone: "I didn't block your door, and I didn't go in. I don't need you to receive me. You can just pretend I don't exist."

"But you've affected the impression of our restaurant, sir. There are floor-to-ceiling windows here, and the guests dining inside don't want to see you." The waiter continued calmly.

"You can't." The homeless man on the ground was obviously a little anxious, with some grievance in his eyes.

"Yes, we can, Mr. Chris." The waiter didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Come on, okay? I used to be your VIP guest, remember? I gave you a $500 tip three years ago." "You are a homeless person now."

No matter how much the homeless man begged, it was of no use.

"OK, OK, my bad."

He was silent for a moment, then he could only stand up, leave quietly and continue walking forward.

Similar situations have occurred countless times in the past three years.

Who could have thought that this kind of thing would happen to him? Probably no one could have imagined that such a homeless man who was hated by everyone had such a brilliant life three years ago.

He was even once hailed as the actor most likely to win an Oscar and become an international superstar.

No, no one could have thought of it, because his deeds had long been known to everyone.

The fallen superstar, addicted gambler, alcoholic, and domestic violence man did not abide by the spirit of the contract and breached the contract, resulting in no one daring to use him, until his credit went bankrupt and he ended up living on the streets.

Now even the waiters who used to bow and nod to him can show off in front of him. He didn't even go in, but was just taking a rest next to the store where he spent at least 100,000 US dollars, but they were ruthlessly driven away. Now he can only survive by begging.

Edward Chris, a rotten, infamous name.

But, is this really the case?
Is he really that kind of person as reported by the media?
Perhaps, there are some things he has never done, but until this moment, even if he has not done it, no one will believe him, because no one will believe what a homeless person says.

Especially when the only focus and topic on him now is how miserable his current situation is.

"America is such an amazing country. This country is terrible."

Edward Chris said nothing in the end. He only left these words and walked away with a desolate back.

The waiter sneered, shook his head, closed the door and went back into the store as if nothing had happened.

It's just some drunkard's trash talk, don't take it seriously.

Edward Chris walked on the street in a daze and distracted manner.

He didn't know how long this life would last, nor when it would end.

Maybe in the night not too long from now? He would not be able to bear the wind and rain day after day, and die on the street. Who knows, in the end, no one would come to collect his body, and his ex-wife and son, who lived a normal life in the big villa he earned from filming, would not care about his current situation.

Not to mention returning to the screen, he has completely given up on such unrealistic fantasies.

The moment he fell out with 21st Century Fox, he had lost all his chances.

He just didn't expect that they would be so cruel.
Maybe sometimes the arrangement of fate and encounters are so magical. Chris was walking and walking without realizing it. He was not looking at the road in a daze and actually bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry, sir, it's my fault." Chris habitually got up and bowed his head to apologize.

However, what he waited for was a hand with a Patek Philippe Nautilus watch on it.

After all, he had his glorious years and could recognize this high-end luxury watch.

"Are you okay?" the other party said.

Chris was stunned and looked up.

This is an Asian man, wearing a simple windbreaker, looking at him with a smile on his face. (End of this chapter)