From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

"Are you sure?"

Sam seemed a little cautious and a little careful, and although he tried his best to control himself, this honest man still couldn't hide the pressure in his voice.

However, Anson was different—

This was a warrior who was willing to try watching "The Princess Diaries 2" even knowing it might flop, and he was now itching to face the challenge of "Spider-Man 2."

This tested the actors' performances, and the heavy responsibility fell on Anson and Kristen's shoulders, so Anson's first reaction was to look at his partner.

Last time they collaborated, the two had a friendly contest, and now the opportunity had come again.

Kristen had been listening all along, and the feeling was a little strange.

She had already calmly accepted reality and wasn't preparing to fight for the role of Mary Jane; but Anson had been working hard and trying, not just for Mary Jane, but also hoping that the movie could become more complete.

This persistence allowed Kristen to see passion.

Then, Kristen saw Anson's eyes.

Involuntarily, Kristen's dormant passion and excitement surged up again, reminding her of the reason she initially nodded to audition for "Spider-Man."

A smile climbed onto the corner of her mouth, "Of course."

Anson nodded lightly, turned to look at Sam, "Of course.

We have confidence."

Kristen chuckled softly, vaguely starting to look forward to it.

Sam looked at Kristen, then at Anson, his pressure relaxed a little, and he regained his smile, "Then there's no problem.

We can start filming."

Finally!

Without continuing to exchange pleasantries, Sam left the trailer to prepare for the start of filming.

Standing in front of the trailer door, Sam stopped, gently exhaling a breath.

Although the pressure was still there and would continue to be there, at least now, Sam was starting to look forward to the upcoming filming.

Confidence came from Anson.

If one were to be timid and hesitant for fear of failure, then a potentially successful project entering the camera would also present anxiety and confusion, and potential success might eventually evolve into lifelessness.

Therefore, it was better to take a gamble.

After all, he hadn't expected that he could really direct the "Spider-Man" story, not only achieving amazing success, but also getting a sequel opportunity.

He should seize it and enjoy it.

Looking up at the not-so-bright sunlight in the New York sky, Sam took another step, but the difference was that this time his steps seemed much lighter.

Inside the trailer, James stood by the kitchen sink, standing on tiptoes to look out, quietly watching Sam's back, until Sam left, finally unable to hold back, raising his arms high and cheering loudly.

Roar, roar, roar!

James frolicked in the trailer's space, using all his strength to vent his joy and happiness—

Missing out on Peter Parker had always been a regret for James.

He believed that the role of Harry also had room for exploration, but unfortunately, the film company was unwilling to spend a lot of time and effort to carefully depict another character.

But now, the opportunity had come.

The Green Goblin also had the opportunity to slowly grow like Spider-Man, and have his own character arc.

Judging from the current script, the movie foreshadowed in the ending that there would be a third movie, and the Green Goblin would play an important role, which meant that the Green Goblin and Spider-Man would grow together, and finally stand on opposite sides of light and darkness, launching a final battle, drawing a perfect conclusion to the series of movies.

If James seized the opportunity and performed well in the second movie of the series, then in the third movie, the Green Goblin was likely to grow into a super villain recorded in history, like Jack Nicholson's Joker in the 1989 version of "Batman", becoming a classic of a generation.

Just imagining a possibility, a bright future was unfolding before his eyes.

James couldn't control his joy, and howled like a ghost.

Like a madman.

"Anson!"

"Anson, Anson, Anson!"

James hugged Anson and kissed him hard on the cheek.

"Dude, thank you so much, I love you!"

Across from them, Kristen let out a strange cry.

Anson was no longer surprised.

This guy had bad habits every time he got drunk.

They had taught him a lesson at the time, but he still didn't learn his lesson, so they were all in a state of giving up.

Anson glanced at James, "Heh, all talk.

If you're really grateful, you should open your wallet and split half of your salary."

James covered his chest, unable to believe his ears, stammering, "You… you…"

Then, he fell to the ground, his hands and feet stretched out in strange poses.

Anson shrugged lightly, "Is this a newly developed ostrich tactic?"

"Hahaha."

Kristen couldn't hold back any longer.

Anson didn't continue to pay attention to James, but looked at Kristen, "Sorry."

Kristen didn't understand.

Anson, "I was hoping to fight for it again, but unfortunately, it didn't succeed."

Kristen immediately understood.

Anson added, "It's not just for you, I'm not that selfless, I also hope that Peter Parker looks more handsome."

A smile climbed onto the corner of Kristen's mouth, "I understand, I understand 100%, but… thank you!"

"You don't need to apologize, I should be the one thanking you."

"I don't like this character, she looks like a little girl immersed in her own world.

You can tell at a glance that there are no women in the entire writing team, and the female characters they write are just an imagination."

"So, a willful girl, a girl waiting to be rescued, you can see the bottom at a glance, and she's not even a qualified vase."

"But I didn't say anything, I didn't protest, I didn't offer any opinions, I just told myself to perform obediently, take the check and leave."

"I think there's no need to fight for a protest, it's all in vain.

I knew what this project was at the beginning, and I foresaw this step, so I shouldn't complain, but should face my choices calmly like an adult and bear the consequences."

Anson interjected, "Being an adult means daring to take responsibility, and it also means daring to speak up for yourself, even if it ends in failure."

Kristen was slightly stunned, and the look in her eyes on Anson was shimmering, with a little bit of emotion.

Then, Kristen nodded, "Today I learned something.

So, you shouldn't apologize, I should express my gratitude."

Anson shrugged lightly, "Step by step, one day we will have enough say to play our own roles and works."

Kristen couldn't hold back, her nose felt a little sore, but she immediately controlled herself, and the emotion evolved into a smile, completely blooming, and nodding lightly, "For that day."

Anson, "For that day."

Aside, James finally stopped playing dead, and suddenly sat up straight, "What are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Anson was calm, "The troubles of a vase.

You are not qualified enough to be called a vase, so there is no need to join in the fun here."

James: …

"A vase? Me?"

"Hey, who are you saying isn't qualified to be a vase, how can you scold people?"

"Anson, I'm going to expose your true colors to the media!"