From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

“… … Do you think we have a chance to see Anson in person?”

“Ha, how is that possible? Actors don't show up for auditions like this.”

“But, I heard that actors also come to coordinate with the audition to test the chemistry?”

“Some commercial films do that, and some art films also try it, but works like this, that are neither here nor there, generally don't pay attention to that. You can only really see the actor on set, especially the male lead.”

“Ah, what a pity. I know I don't have much hope, I just wanted to come and try, to see Anson.”

“What, Anson just has two arms and two legs, nothing special.”

“Aren't you looking forward to it?”

“Actually, I'm also very much looking forward to it. Anson is too sexy. Hahaha.”

Rustling sounds filled the corridor, whispers trying their best to be controlled, but you could still feel the joyful and lively emotions surging in the air.

Eva Green was a little surprised.

She knew "Spider-Man" was a big hit, but she didn't realize that Anson had already become a benchmark for the new generation and had such appeal among his peers.

No wonder someone said before that the heatwave caused by Anson now reminded them of Leonardo DiCaprio after "Titanic."

Originally, Eva didn't think so. The influence of "Spider-Man" couldn't compare with "Titanic"; but now she was a little unsure.

Involuntarily, Eva thought of Anson from the acting academy. Compared to being sexy, his sunny and mischievous image gave her a preconceived impression.

If she had the opportunity to stand in front of Anson, would he recognize her? Probably not, right? After all, the positions of the two people are now completely different; but Eva herself did not expect that when she and Anson had "indirect contact" again, it would be on such an occasion:

She was one of the thousands of auditionees, while Anson was high above as the lead and also the producer of the film project.

Overturning the heavens and the earth!

No wonder people always say that in Hollywood, anything is possible. With a snap of your fingers, a person's fate can change dramatically.

Eva wasn't envious. Honestly, she was even a little scared to climb to such a height overnight, instantly exposed to the world; she preferred to move forward step by step, exploring the job of an actor in her own way and at her own pace. She thought it was interesting.

It was precisely because of this that Eva came to audition for "The Butterfly Effect," not because Anson was the producer, nor because she wanted to be in the same frame as Anson, but because she thought this project and this role were very interesting. You could even see a kind of exploration from the movie title.

However… …

Personal thoughts are one thing, but at this time, actually seeing other actors drooling over Anson was another matter.

Eva couldn't help but smile.

Just at this moment, there was a rustling commotion at the end of the corridor. Eva, like the others, reflexively looked towards the stairs.

Coming into view was a slender and tall figure, a smoky gray T-shirt with black jeans, without extra decoration, and no hat or sunglasses. Everything seemed simple and unadorned, so much so that you wouldn't pay attention when passing by in a hurry, but inadvertently, the afterglow of your vision would naturally drift over.

Clean short hair, slightly messy and weathered stubble, revealing a hint of wildness and unruliness in the low-key, lazy sexiness that made the heartbeat lose its rhythm.

It was just a glance, but it could firmly grab the line of sight.

Until—

“Hey, Eva.”

The other party actually stopped, showing a smile, and took the initiative to say hello. Eva didn't react at all, and the words blurted out.

“You actually remember me?”

The other party was stunned for a moment, and chuckled, “So, is this a bad thing?”

Eva realized that her tone was inappropriate, but she didn't intend to admit her mistake, “It seems that this is your trump card, it should attract a lot of women.”

“Haha. So, did you fall for it?”

Eva, “What?”

“Too bad, it seems you didn’t fall for it. You should be used to men revolving around you, right?”

“There are indeed some.”

Back and forth, although there was no tit-for-tat confrontation, you could feel the sparks colliding. The tacit understanding between the intersecting lines of sight instantly filled the entire space.

Then, a smile climbed to the corner of the mouth, and the two people smiled at each other.

Although it may sound exaggerated to describe it, the reality is indeed the case. All the other people around held their breath, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex appearing on the stage. One or two stared at Anson intently. All the rustling noise disappeared. The air was terrifyingly quiet, and only the sound of heartbeats was surging.

Anson also seemed generous, raising his hands, “Still two hands and two feet, nothing has changed. I can assure you that I am not Bigfoot.”

After speaking, Anson also showed his feet.

Pfft.

Some people around couldn't control themselves and chuckled.

On the scene, there were not only actresses, but also male actors and child actors auditioning for other roles. The entire corridor was packed, but now all eyes were on Anson.

The scene was a bit subtle.

“So, you're here to audition? Do you need me to open a back door for you?” Anson joked.

Eva could instantly feel the rustling arrows filling her back, but she was not afraid, instead, she straightened her back righteously.

“Please.”

“Please be sure to open a back door for me. Please, I've been waiting for this day.”

Anson was amused, “Haha, no problem, as long as you're not worried about the movie flopping.”

Anson didn't stay any longer, “I'll go in and say hello first, see you later.”

After speaking, Anson strode away.

In an instant, the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the audience surrounded Eva, but Eva seemed very calm, accepting these gazes with a calm face—

This is Hollywood.

Facing her, she happened to see the assistant coming out. Anson nodded and greeted her, and then knocked on the door.

Knock knock.

Pushing the door open, Anson showed an apologetic smile, “I hope I didn't interrupt anything.”

Rachel McAdams looked up at the sky with a frustrated face, trying her best to control her frustration, and then heard Marcia's surprised voice.

“Anson?”

Wait, Anson, which Anson?

That Anson? But why is Anson here?

Rachel quickly turned her head and took a look: So tall,

She didn't even have time to see that face, she just saw the chest, her cheeks flushed red, she took back her gaze in a panic, and only had one thought in her mind:

Opportunity. Opportunity! But what should I do? What should she do?

Should she pretend to faint in the arms of the male lead like those scheming bitches in the movies, seize the opportunity, and let the other party see herself?

But, how should she faint? She has never pretended to faint in public, this skill, she is not proficient.

Damn it, isn't she an actress? Why can't she even perform this, as expected, her acting skills are not good enough.