Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

Although Henry had only been in Los Angeles for more than three months, with his nose, which was more sensitive than that of an animal and his own initiative, he had memorized most of the delicious and fun places in Los Angeles.

Don’t underestimate the mobile vendors. They are just like the night market snacks in your hometown. Occasionally, there will be some pretty delicious food hidden in these simple stalls.

These illegal immigrant old men, who may not have American citizenship or green cards, may have some unique skills from their hometown that make people want to eat again and again.

Henry didn't mind taking care of this kind of people's business, as long as it tasted good.

As for the question of hygiene... Regarding this point, I can only say that the Kryptonian stomach is very mysterious.

As long as Henry doesn't see any disgusting scenes, he can drink even the water from the Ganges.

But if he saw any inhumane scenes, even if the E. coli level was not above the standard, Henry would suffer from vomiting and diarrhea for several days.

This is purely psychological affecting physiological factors.

Of course, if Henry lists a store as one that he can always visit, there will definitely not be any stomach-churning scenes, and the taste is guaranteed.

When conditions permit, there will be no compromise on food. This is the last bit of stubbornness engraved in my bones.

Take the spicy Mexican carnitas in my hand, for example. For a country that doesn't like spicy food, it's a bright spot in the green.

Henry had thought about recreating the miracle of Sichuan cuisine on this land, but even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. Without the right ingredients, even if he had the ability to stir-fry Mapo Tofu into a golden dragon, he would be helpless.

Breakfast was three burritos. For drinks, I went to a café owned by a little old man from France. He had a coffee shop that hadn't become popular yet, but it was much better than Starbucks or some of those stale chain coffee shops.

Paul's cafe opened early and, of course, had breakfast options. But for a classic French breakfast, the only options were croissants and other types of bread, so Henry decisively opted for something with meat.

Of course, Henry wouldn't eat a meat roll in Paul's cafe, even if he drank his coffee. It's better to avoid such hateful behavior.

So he put all these things in the car, and ate breakfast leisurely while driving and basking in the sun.

When they arrived at the Screen Actors Guild, there was still a little while before the opening time, so Henry sat in the car, ate breakfast, and picked up a copy of Shakespeare to read.

His super brain and various senses ensured that he could read at a lightning speed, and there was no chance of him being unable to understand anything, unless he came across a fallacy that was inherently problematic.

But when it comes to literature, one must sometimes calm down and chew on the words and empathize with the characters. This need to take one's time didn't bother Henry.

When speed becomes an instinct, things that allow you to slow down become invaluable. This is one of the reasons why Henry is so keen on delving into cooking, because when waiting for food to be cooked, none of his superpowers can help.

Just as Shakespeare's little drama was playing out in his mind, a rapid knock on the glass interrupted Henry's thoughts.

Because the car window was open, the knock was actually on the windshield directly in front of him. Henry spotted the person effortlessly and said with a smile, "Ah, Marian, it's you. Good morning. Your makeup looks beautiful today. Is this the Chanel shade NM?"

"Haha, you guessed wrong. This is the color N12. I searched for a long time to find one that suits me." The speaker was a middle-aged beauty who had visible crow's feet but maintained herself in good condition in all aspects.

Henry picked up an unopened cup of coffee from the passenger seat, handed it to her, and said, "Black coffee from Old Paul's. Honey, it'll keep you energetic all day long."

"Oh, that's great! If I don't have a cup of black coffee in the morning, I'll feel sluggish all day." The beautiful woman took the coffee cup and smiled happily, saying, "Come on. You came here early to see if there are any new recruitments, right?"

Henry opened the door and got out of the car, following Marian's footsteps. He said, "Yes. Did any new film projects get launched yesterday, and did they release any casting information?"

"It's a shame there weren't any new job postings yesterday. But I heard the eight major film studios have some major productions lined up. You could find a dedicated agent to help you find out."

Marian is a clerk at the Screen Actors Guild, helping to process some registration information and actor recruitment materials sent by production companies.

For Henry, who didn't have a dedicated agent, this was a close friend he had cultivated within the union. He only had to send a cup of coffee each time as compensation.

Henry then asked, "Hasn't the production team contacted me regarding the audition materials I submitted earlier?"

"What a shame, dear Henry. If the production team wants to contact you for an audition, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible. If you don't get a call, then it's not there."

Marian opened the door to the union and said this with an exaggerated expression as if she deserved a beating.

Henry followed him in and took a look at the bulletin board in the hall. It was indeed the same as what was posted yesterday.

In fact, it’s not that Henry didn’t believe what Marian said, but he was familiar with this sister because he came to check the bulletin board day after day, and this sister took the initiative to talk to him several times when she was free, which led to their current familiarity.

Marian habitually tidied up the union counter and looked at her memo to see what schedules she had for today.

This glance made her realize something unexpected, and she said, "Hey, little Henry, don't you have to act today? Are you still hanging around the union? Is that okay?"

Looking up at the clock, Henry said leisurely, "Today's street scene shoot, it's just a few blocks away from here. No rush."

This was Henry's first big production experience, but it was just a B-movie, with a budget of less than 10 million, and it was a direct-to-video release.

Even so, the various systems are relatively formal, and even casual actors like Henry will join the crew.

The actual shooting location today was close, so I parked my car near the Actors Guild, otherwise I would have to worry about parking.

Although he was walking, Henry didn't even use super speed. He just walked to the place where the street was closed at the speed of strolling on the street.

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Chapter 47 Chaos on the Set

He slowly walked into the chaotic filming location. However, the hustle and bustle before him seemed a little different from what Henry had imagined.

Generally speaking, in the morning, when filming starts, the backstage staff will prepare for the shoot, and the actors will also have to put on makeup. If there are special costume requirements, there will also be fittings and changes.

The order is of course the main character, then the supporting characters, and then the extras. If there are enough makeup artists, and the main character has a dedicated makeup artist, then they will split up at this point.

But no one was putting on makeup now, and many people were surrounding the venue where the photo shoot was scheduled for today, shouting loudly.

Henry walked over to a few other actors who had already arrived and had been watching the fun for a while and asked, "What's going on? I remember we were going to shoot a big scene today, and no one was preparing."

"It seems that the problem lies in that big scene."

"What's going on?"

"The stuntman said the safety measures for today's scene weren't done properly and he didn't want to shoot."

Henry was surprised and said, "How can this be possible?" He then asked, "Didn't they sign a contract?"

A few veterans in Hollywood looked at Henry with surprised expressions and said, "You're new here!"

"Well, I just came to Los Angeles last Christmas, so I guess I'm new here." Henry said honestly.

The person who originally made the sarcastic remarks was stunned for a moment, and said awkwardly, "It's quite new." He did not add any more harsh words.

A veteran Hollywood actor who's known for his mentorship explained, "Aside from the stuntmen being paid more, the rest of their contracts are pretty much the same as ours. Of course, there's a penalty for breach of contract. But they have an additional clause."

"That is, if safety measures are inadequate and there is a risk of injury, they can unconditionally refuse to perform. The problem is what constitutes 'adequate safety measures'; it's impossible to clearly spell that out in the contract."

Henry said in astonishment, "It's hard to imagine Hollywood having such a blatantly flawed contract. They're American after all. Even a lawyer's dog could come up with even more stringent terms."

The veteran actor continued to explain: "Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's not difficult to understand. Stuntmen are filming dangerous scenes. If the production company deliberately cuts down on safety measures to save money, and then uses a large penalty to force the stuntmen to perform.

"If an accident really happens, who will be held responsible? If even one member of the crew is willing to come forward and testify that the injury was caused by the producers forcing the actors to perform, they'll have to pay a damned hefty sum of compensation.

"Furthermore, when performing something like this, if you have doubts or even resist performing, it's much easier to make mistakes. If you put that in a stunt scene, it would be life-threatening. Who would dare to force someone to perform?"

Henry understood. Ultimately, this was a movie, not a documentary. Everyone was striving for the most realistic shots. But that didn't mean they had to actually kill someone just to film a murder scene.

In this case, everyone from the producer to the director will be charged with murder and receive a prison tour. Although California still retains the death penalty, it has not been carried out for a long time.

Similarly, those scenes that look very thrilling in movies are all shot in a safe environment. No matter how crazy Hollywood is, it dare not sacrifice a life for a shot. At least this kind of thing cannot become the norm.

...Yeah, it just can't be the norm. Which means Hollywood has done this kind of crazy stuff.

Henry was still watching the show from the sidelines. At the center of the argument, the protagonist's stand-in turned around, threw the same denim jacket as the protagonist's in the director's face, and left without looking back.

Some people were stunned, some were furious and cursing, and some were whispering to each other.

It was hard to choose who among the producer, director, and the head of the action team was the most angry about the stuntmen's temporary strike. All three of them were practically going crazy.

The bald, white man in a suit, looking like a real gentleman, spat at the director and yelled, "If you can't shoot, go back to the studio and set up the set. I won't agree to continue asking the government to close the streets for filming. Do you know how much that will cost?"

The director stormed towards the producer and the action team leader, yelling, "I can't possibly compromise on this shot! This is the biggest scene in my movie, the climax of the whole film!"

"I don't need to apply for other street closures for filming, as long as I can stick to the plan today and get the shots I want. I don't care who's in the film, I don't want any plastic models, dummies, or explosions using firecrackers in my film."

The action team leader who couldn't even control his own actors also wanted to scold others, but he couldn't point the finger at the producer or director, nor could he vent his anger on his subordinates.

Because the remaining people were all working in the props team, responsible for the stunts and behind-the-scenes tasks. These people were fat, short, and the only actor who was usable had just walked away.

As the boss of a third-rate action team that has been in Hollywood for many years, the jobs they receive on a daily basis are all villains who are dealt with by the protagonists.

Otherwise, they would bury firecrackers and blood bags on their bodies and pretend to be shot or killed. At most, they would use props such as severed heads and prosthetic limbs and splash red paint on them.

This was a rare opportunity for them to get a car-racing and explosion-inducing action scene, which was a chance for their team to improve their ratings.

If you do it well, there will be other better opportunities to recruit your own team.

In Hollywood, only a few discerning individuals are willing to invest in an uncertain future. Most people judge the viability of people or things based on their past performance.

I finally designed a set of action plans with a few brothers who worked on props and got the director's approval, but it turned out that the actors refused to do it!

What is going on?

This leader wanted to yell more than anyone else. He knew that the application for street closure for filming was only valid in the morning until noon.

Most of his other actors are working on other film crews. Who can come over temporarily to fill this vacancy?

Who can be contacted at any time? Do you really think that everyone has nothing to do during the day and stays at home waiting for the phone call?

The action team leader, nearly choked by the producer and director, finally came up with an idea: "How about we have the leading actor do it himself? We can use the publicity stunt of 'all the exciting shots were shot by him personally'."

Then, this man, who was obviously older but still strong and muscular, was immediately trained like a dog. He huddled up and trembled.

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Chapter 48 Fight for opportunities

The Hollywood entertainment industry is underpinned by a sturdy structure of power and money. So, don't be fooled by the glitz and glamour on the surface; the cannibalism behind the scenes is the true nature of this glitz and glamour world.

Even though the action team leader was scolded like a grandson, he himself had a black belt in karate and had participated in amateur boxing matches, but he still could only obey orders and endured the scolding for more than half an hour.

If the director hadn't realized that he had to let the guy go and contact other actors who could perform stunts, today's shooting plan might have really been ruined.

Although in his heart he wanted to vent all the pressure he had received from the producer since the filming on the other party.

This is not directed at anyone, I just happened to be a punching bag.

Would the targeted person dare to say anything? Unless he wants to quit Hollywood, the producers and directors are the ones he cannot afford to offend.

So as it stands now, even though a lot of time has been wasted, he has to find a telephone booth and try to find a living person to the shooting location to replace the stand-in for the protagonist who ran away.

If he really couldn't find it, the last resort would be for him, an old man like him, to go and do it himself. Whether he died from an explosion or a fall, it was better than paying compensation for breach of contract.

Even though stunt performers have the right to refuse to perform if safety measures are not fully prepared, how could the producers leave such a huge loophole unaddressed and let a small actor take advantage of it?

What film studios or production companies do is sign contracts with professional stunt teams.

Actors can refuse to perform because they feel unsafe.

The stunt team would then have to find a way to remedy the unsafe situation, either by simply increasing the actor's salary to ensure they were willing to perform. Alternatively, they could find another actor willing to perform the stunts to ensure smooth filming. Otherwise, the team would face the consequences of breach of contract.

Defaulting on a contract is like marrying the wrong woman; you could lose nearly half your fortune. In Hollywood, defaulting on a contract is even worse; it could ruin your established reputation and affect future business.

Just as he hurriedly dialed several numbers from the phone book but no one answered, and his mood was as bad as it could be, he heard a knocking sound outside the phone booth.

"What are you doing?! If you need to call urgently, go somewhere else. I'm useful here."

"Hey, calm down." The person knocking on the phone booth was Henry. He said, "Channing, boss, I want to say, if you really can't find anyone, give me a chance, okay?"

Qian Ning hung up the phone in confusion, then slowly walked out and looked at the boy who had volunteered. He looked unkempt and had poor taste, probably just a college-age kid.

He recognized the man's face; he was a regular actor. He had met him a few times in the past few days, but he was just a background character.

"Don't call me boss. You're not even a member of my team yet. Call me Channing." The action team leader looked him up and down and asked, "Do you want to try stunts?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever had any experience?"

"No, I was just a passing actor."

"Member of the Screen Actors Guild?"

"Yes."

Qian Ning looked at the other person's figure. It was not much different from the male protagonist, just a little taller than that guy.

You have to understand that the stuntman wasn't chosen randomly. He was primarily a stand-in for the main character, the kind who would be on camera. So, his build and skin color couldn't be too different, and only then could we consider the other parts.

The person in front of him had passed the first level, so Qian Ning asked: "Boy, what's your name?"

"Henry. Sir. Henry Brown."

Henry rarely uses his last name, as it's just something he uses casually. But considering the possibility of signing a formal contract, he still mentioned it.

"How are you going to convince me that you can do the moves the director wants?"

Henry said: "I remember the scene was two cars were driving parallel to each other, one of them exploded and rolled over, and the male protagonist jumped from this car to the other car driven by the female protagonist to pick him up. Right?"