From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

Sarah was curious, where was Anson?

Since Anson understood how to select the right people for the right positions to ensure the normal operation of the crew, and used a professional attitude to make up for the shortcomings of experience, then on the first day of the crew's launch, the producer had no reason to be late.

After all, producers and actors are two completely different jobs. Producers don't need to and shouldn't act like big shots. Instead of spending time on these unimportant ostentations, it's better to care about the operation of the crew.

Sure enough, speak of the devil, and the devil appears—

Anson appeared.

Aaron noticed it immediately.

White T-shirt, jeans, low-cut yellow short boots.

His outfit was clean and refreshing, without any introduction or extra accessories, but it was like a refreshing breeze blowing in, adding a touch of brightness to Vancouver in late autumn, making the bright and colorful maple leaves dim.

Aaron stared at Anson intently, even forgetting to breathe for a short time.

Sarah was also slightly stunned. She knew that Anson was outstanding in appearance and tall. From print to film to television, his face and figure were everywhere, but only when you actually met him in person could you feel that temperament.

Unique.

Sarah couldn't help but sigh softly. Sure enough, some people are born to be darlings.

A little carelessness, and Aaron had already broken free from her wrist and rushed out.

Sarah: Oh no.

A bad feeling came over her. "Aaron!" She subconsciously called out, but it was too late. Aaron darted out like an agile leopard. Sarah quickly chased after him, but her speed couldn't compare.

Thump thump thump.

Aaron ran out in a puff of smoke, his eyes and mind only on that figure. He wanted to tell him:

I really, really super like Spider-Man. I've watched it more than a dozen times, but I still can't get enough of it, and I also went to see your other movies, The Princess Diaries, Friends. I'm now looking forward to the release of Catch Me If You Can. I hope to become a superhero like you when I grow up…

Blah blah blah.

The voices in his head were many and noisy, and adrenaline continued to surge, all crowded together in a团, like a ball of yarn.

Then.

Aaron stood in front of Anson, slamming on the brakes. The words were already crowding his mouth, and he watched as Anson stopped and turned his gaze.

"You're so tall."

Aaron blurted out.

Anson was stunned, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile, "Drink more milk and go to bed early."

Aaron's brain went blank, and he just stared blankly at that face, then obediently nodded.

Before, when reading novels and watching movies, when describing the protagonist's appearance, they always liked to describe a kind of halo effect. He always thought this was a literary expression, and it absolutely did not exist in the real world.

Until now.

So, some people can really have their own halo.

Just as he was stunned, Sarah had arrived, panting as she chased after him, "Sorry, Mr. Wood…"

The words that followed were not continued. Anson stopped her with a smile, "Anson. Please just call me Anson. I'm not much older than Aaron."

Aaron heard his name, unable to suppress his joy and happiness, his eyebrows completely relaxed, "You know me?"

Anson: Of course, I know you.

This new-generation handsome guy who later entered the public eye with works such as "Kick-Ass", "Avengers 2", and "Nocturnal Animals" also has a place of his own in star-studded Hollywood.

Of course, this twelve-year-old shrunken version in front of him is clearly different from when he grows up.

No wonder the entertainment industry often says that the most perfect face-changing technique is fitness.

When Anson saw the name Aaron Taylor-Johnson on the list of recommended actors, he was also in a trance for a moment. Could there be another Aaron Taylor-Johnson?

However, Anson couldn't say that at this time.

"Of course. My movie, my actors, how could I not know them. Don't forget, we found you through layers of selection."

This is the honest truth—

In order to find suitable actors to play Anson's childhood roles, Marcia searched every corner of Los Angeles, one about seven years old and one about thirteen years old, auditioning more than four hundred child actors before barely finding a satisfactory candidate.

In fact, Aaron is not perfect either.

Because Aaron is British and has a British accent.

The entire "Butterfly Effect" crew has American accents. They can't just switch the entire cast from top to bottom to British accents, can they?

So, before joining the crew, Aaron spent a month learning American accents, which barely met the requirements.

Anson just made a small joke, but this sentence set off a storm in Sarah's ears.

They were able to get this role after a lot of twists and turns. The Johnson family repeatedly thought that the nightmare of "Harry Potter" was about to repeat itself, and they had to repeatedly persuade themselves to lower their expectations and correct their mentality.

Fortunately, the nightmare did not repeat itself after all.

At this time, Sarah looked up at Anson. He didn't know what those words meant at all, but her eyes couldn't control but tear up.

When she realized her embarrassment, Sarah also panicked a little and quickly shifted her gaze, wiping her eyes in a flurry.

Aaron didn't think so much. The world of this little guy is much simpler. He raised his head, his neck almost breaking, before he could see Anson's face. He had imagined countless times the scene of Spider-Man appearing in front of him, but when things really happened, his brain went blank.

"I like you."

Aaron said.

Anson looked over, somewhat surprised.

Aaron repeated it again in a childish voice, "I really like you."

The smile on Anson's mouth fully bloomed, "Thank you! It's my honor."

However, Anson didn't treat Aaron as a child—

Seven years old might be okay; but twelve years old won't do.

Anson took a small half step back, opened up space, bent down, and made sure his line of sight was level with Aaron's, then friendly extended his right hand, "So, let's work together and complete an excellent job."

Aaron was stunned, quietly watching the bright light in Anson's eyes, a smile climbed to the corner of his mouth, as bright as the sun, he also held Anson's right hand, excitedly and loudly shouted with full energy.

"Yes, sir!"

Anson and Sarah both laughed.

Anson straightened up again and saw Rachel McAdams, who was coming towards him but stopped not far away. She also saw this scene.

Rachel didn't say anything, just gave a salute with a smile, completed the communication with her eyes, and a silent understanding surged in the air.