From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

"Explanation!"

"Explanation!"

The sound surged, rolling with anger and excitement, rushing towards them like a heatwave.

The staff at the front were trying to control the situation and explain, but the red-bearded man in the cowboy hat, who was clearly the ringleader, wouldn't allow it, chattering away and not giving them a chance to speak. The situation quickly turned serious and deteriorated.

Eeya.

The front door of the museum opened again, causing the staff member to have a headache. It was chaotic enough already, and now more people were joining?

It was clear that the red-bearded man in the cowboy hat became even more excited, shouting louder, waving his fists more vigorously, the veins on his neck bulging as if he was about to explode, ready to pounce at any moment.

"Anson?"

A surprised call came from the front desk, but it was instantly drowned out by the raging anger in the air, and no one noticed who had entered.

However, the person who had just entered was agile, quick-handed, and exceptionally nimble, weaving through the crowd and standing directly on the counter before anyone could react, towering above them like a giant. In an instant, he gathered all the attention, and the chaos in the room came to a brief halt.

Seizing the opportunity, the figure shouted loudly.

"Hey, put your hands up and make some noise!"

Hunter: ???

Not just Hunter, everyone else was equally stunned, unable to believe their ears. Was that guy… was that guy planning to start a concert?

Because they were so stunned and surprised, everyone's reaction got stuck in their throats. The museum lobby regained its long-lost silence, and the atmosphere was somewhat delicate.

The figure simply sat down on the counter, dangling his legs in the air.

"Hey, I'm Anson Wood, an actor, here to explain the situation. Although our staff said they'd take care of it, I think this is my mess, so it's more appropriate for me to explain."

"We're currently filming a project in Memphis, a biographical film about Johnny Cash…"

A small stone fell into the lake, creating ripples, and the agitation in the crowd was palpable. The restlessness was almost uncontrollable—

For the audience who came to the Sun Records Museum, the name Johnny Cash obviously had special significance.

Anson flashed a smile and shrugged slightly.

"I know, it's amazing, so let's focus on that fact. There's no need to worry about who's playing Johnny Cash."

Haha, someone in the crowd chuckled.

"According to the original plan, we weren't supposed to be here filming for another two weeks. As you all know, this is the starting point of Johnny's career, and the museum has very generously agreed to let us film on location."

Wow!

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell, and now it was clear that the faces were filled with excitement and joy.

"But due to some special circumstances, I suggested that the crew film here first, filming the scene of Johnny's first audition. This not only disrupted the crew's plans, but also the museum's plans."

"Believe me, I've already been severely criticized by the crew for my willfulness and diva behavior. The last thing I need right now is for other unfounded rumors to spread and ruin my image, so I thought I needed to come out and explain."

Hahaha!

Laughter! A burst of laughter!

At this moment, it was clear that the atmosphere had completely relaxed, like a stand-up comedy show.

Hunter was no exception—

Excitement? Elation? Nervousness? Joy?

All sorts of thoughts and emotions were intertwined, and he couldn't control his emotions.

But amidst the chaos, Hunter still maintained some rationality and was not overwhelmed by the sugar-coated bullets in front of him. He still remembered the main point.

So, what about them? Should they become victims of the film crew's filming? He didn't care about the film crew, he just wanted to visit the museum. What about his rights?

Hunter was a little anxious, looking around, seeing his companions gradually falling, so what should he do?

Hunter was looking for an opportunity to speak, but he didn't expect Anson to beat him to it.

"I know, these are all unexpected situations, uncontrollable factors, and your travel plans have been disrupted. Obviously, this is not fair."

Ah!

Hunter was the first to clench his fist and raise his arm in cheers, causing everyone else to look over.

But now Hunter didn't care about that, staring at Anson with bright eyes.

"Really? You'll let us watch Johnny Cash's recording session from that year?"

Visiting the museum relies on explanations and imagination. They try to depict the scene of that year through those spaces; but watching a movie being filmed is another matter, even if it's a Hollywood movie, they can witness the birth of magic firsthand—

What more could you ask for?

Anson nodded, "As an audience. Although the view may be a little limited, it's still the first row."

Ahhh!

Hunter couldn't control himself anymore, cheering and turning to look around, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Ahhh!

They had only come to visit the museum, and never expected to be upgraded, witnessing the filming of the Johnny Cash biopic. This was like upgrading directly from economy class to first class on a plane.

Not just Hunter, but everyone else finally reacted, excited, cheering, and beaming, the atmosphere couldn't be more lively.

The museum receptionist watched this scene in astonishment, doubting his eyes: Who would have thought that things could be resolved this way?

Not only was there no trouble, but they also gained a wave of praise.

They could even imagine that such a story would become an anecdote passed down among friends after they returned home, arousing even more curiosity—

Although the attention was limited, "Walk the Line" still fired the first shot.

The staff member's mind couldn't keep up with the pace, and he stared blankly as Anson turned to look at him, raised his palm, and he completed a high-five with Anson in a daze. Then Anson actually left calmly like that.

Just like that… left…

Then, he saw the red-bearded man in the cowboy hat leaning over again, but now he was no longer the ferocious figure he had been, his face filled with uncontrollable joy.

"So, all those people outside are from the film crew?"

After receiving a positive answer, he showed a satisfied expression.

"I was wondering, why were they carrying so many cameras and other equipment? Haha, now I finally understand what's going on."

Staff member: …

So, is this considered smart or stupid?

Then, the front door of the museum opened again, and a big bearded man appeared.

"Look here, everyone look here! Those who are ready to watch the filming, follow me."