Hollywood Drawing

In the restaurant, a rare family of three was eating together. Two golden retrievers were lying at Wayne's feet. They had finished the dog cans. Wayne would occasionally give them a piece or two of beef.

He chatted with his mother about interesting things in school and tasted her mother's potato goulash. Over the years, he has become accustomed to American food, but he still thinks about Chinese food occasionally.

After the meal, the family of three and two dogs sat on the sofa watching TV. He took out the document bag and handed it to his mother.

"Mom, look at this. This is the first full-length film I have prepared for myself. I want to use it as my graduation project. Dad has promised to help me contact the accountant tomorrow and will invest for me to shoot this film. .”

His mother took the document bag, and Old Greenberg consciously turned down the TV volume. About half an hour later, as he and Greenberg Sr. sat cross-legged on the floor, debating who should be the Green Bay Packers and England Patriots quarterbacks, his mother put down the script.

"Wayne, in fact, my mother doesn't like this story, but this project is very feasible. It is very suitable for your first movie. I saw your budget, which is about 1.2 million US dollars, but you have to calculate the shooting time. There will be no accidents or delays. For a novice, there will definitely be overspending.

There are only a few main actors, and the requirements for actors are not high. My suggestion is that the heroine find a blonde beauty who is absolutely beautiful enough. This will help to enhance the highlights of the film. Don't look down on the vase. Wayne, promise mom not to put too much pressure on yourself! "

Wayne listened to his mother's words. He knew that his mother had been a first-line producer. Although she was a bit old, her vision and experience were still there. And unlike his father, his mother still insisted on writing occasionally and had not completely left the circle. .

"Mom, I will succeed. Many people in Hollywood are waiting for an opportunity, and I will never waste it. I don't want to wander around in various small film crews after graduation, and only be able to direct a few years or even ten years later, and then become a serial director. I am a filming puppet who has no post-production rights. This is my only chance to prove myself.”

He looked at his mother seriously. He said these words to himself. He had no time to waste. In this producer-centered Hollywood, he has met many directors in this circle. Most of them are just puppets for film production and basically have no involvement in post-production.

Only those directors who have always proven themselves and are constantly successful will have the opportunity to put forward their own opinions in post-production. Wayne definitely does not want to be a director who does not even have the right to suggest editing of the films he shoots. This is not his pursuit.

"Of course, Honey, mom believes in you, and you will definitely be proud of her."

The mother stroked her son's serious face.

Although he knew that his mother was comforting him, he still felt very touched in his heart. His father is willing to pay for his training, and his mother has always encouraged him to learn more knowledge, which makes Wayne feel that he is really lucky to be born in such a family.

"Okay, boy, if you're willing to give up supporting the Patriots and join me in supporting the Packers, I might consider investing a little more in you."

His father winked at him and pointed to the TV.

"Oh, Dad, don't even think about it. The Patriots are going to win the Super Bowl. Just watch."

Wayne shook his fist at Old Greenberg, took the script and went upstairs to his room.

He had to start drawing storyboards as soon as possible, and he had to consider many things. Just like his father said, he only had this one chance, and the old Greenberg would only pay for it this time.

If he screws up and doesn't get this precious ticket to Hollywood, all he can have is to rely on his father or mother's connections to work on a small TV or advertising crew, starting from an assistant director or lower position to accumulate qualifications. Slowly accumulate experience and wait for opportunities.

Early the next morning, he was woken up by a golden retriever. He hadn't been home for more than a month, and he slept too soundly. His tense nerves suddenly relaxed when he got home, and he overslept, which also broke the biological clock he had developed at school.

"Hey, you two little bastards, get off the bed, you've grown too big."

Wayne patted the two dogs and pushed them off the bed. It was already past eight o'clock, and the sun shone through the balcony onto the bed, making Wayne lazy and making him not want to get up.

After going to the bathroom to wash his face and sober up, he took two carrots and went downstairs to the horse pen behind the villa. Skillfully fed carrots to a black quarter horse, then began to clean the horse pen and brush the horse's hair.

It was his fifteenth birthday present. When Old Greenberg first bought it, it was just a little pony. As long as Wayne is at home, he will clean the horse's pen and brush it every morning, and if the weather is nice, he will ride it for a lap.

Just like the two golden retrievers, old Greenberg's standard was, if you want them, I'll give them to you, but you need to take care of them yourself, no one will help you.

You have to treat them as partners and friends. If you fail to do so, you will be punished. The usual punishment is to help the cowboys with manual labor. This is the education that Old Greenberg gave him since he was a child. Men must be responsible for their own choices.

I have to say that there is a big difference between American education and Chinese education in this regard. I can only say that each has its own strengths. For example, Wayne's biggest feeling is that the contents of junior high schools across the Pacific are learned in American high schools, but the things learned in American elementary schools are taught in universities across the Pacific.

After riding a horse in a circle, Wayne returned to the second floor with sweat, took a shower, changed clothes, and then went downstairs to eat breakfast cooked by his mother.

"Mom, where's dad? I remember he never got up early to help the cowboys."

The mother was holding milk, pouring him a glass, and answered:

"Would you like some more fried eggs? He's going to the farm entrance. Howard will be here soon. Your dad will pick him up."

As soon as her mother mentioned Wayne, she understood. Howard was the Greenberg family's accountant. He mainly helped their family with tax returns and investments. It seemed that his funds would be in place soon.

Just after breakfast, the door was pushed open, and he and his mother came to the living room. It happened that his father came in accompanied by a middle-aged white man.

"Oh, Anna, you are still so beautiful. Little Wayne, how are you doing at school? I heard that you will graduate soon. Time flies so fast."

The middle-aged white man greeted him familiarly and sat on the sofa.

"Uncle Howard, want coffee? Yes, this is my last year of college."

Wayne poured him a cup of coffee and stood aside to listen to his father talk to him.

"Well, Ruben, I brought the document you asked for. Just sign it. But I want to remind you that this is the income from the trust you established for Wayne. Isn't it too early to take out the money now? ?The outlook for Internet stocks is good now.”

Father signed the document, raised his head and said to Howard:

"This kid is about to graduate, and I promised to invest in his first feature film."

"Well, the money has been deposited into your account, and you can write him a check anytime."

Without hesitation, his father took out his checkbook and wrote Wayne a check for 1.2 million. Although the family has never been short of money since childhood, more than one million is a huge sum of money in any era, and I believe it is not a small amount of money for my family.

"Wayne, this is the father-son agreement we have had since you were a child. To be honest, I didn't expect you to be able to stick to it from how old you were. This is also the last fund you can get from this family. Let me remind you again. , if you screw up, you’ll have to do your own internship to earn living expenses.”

In his hand, he held a check from his father for US$1.2 million, which was a huge amount of money for Wayne now. If he earns it himself, he probably won't be able to earn this amount for a long time.

"I understand, Dad. I understand what you mean. Although I know you don't want to believe it, I will not lose money and earn back the money."

After saying that, he solemnly put the check into his pocket and returned to his room upstairs. Making plans in his mind, Wayne picked up the phone in his room and called his agent Jimmy.

"Hi, Jimmy, this is Wayne. We can start recruiting. I need you to help me find some reliable people. Yes, I will go back to Los Angeles tomorrow and I will meet with them then."

After hanging up the phone, Wayne waved his fist and was finally ready to start. Taking out the check and looking at it carefully, Wayne actually knew that his father had been depositing trust funds for him a long time ago. But only by waiting until Wayne is in his forties and has accomplished nothing can he slowly make gains.

Although the old Greenberg sold the stock of the film company and got a lot of money, he was discouraged because he was squeezed out. But the family bought a farm and set up a trust fund for him, so they gave him more than one million this time, which was really not easy.

The next day, as he said goodbye to his mother, he drove out of the farm and headed straight to Los Angeles along Highway 101.

After returning to the apartment, he tidied up and went to the agreed-upon Jasmine Cafe. When he entered, Jimmy was already waiting for him with some information.

"According to your requirements, these people are the most suitable ones I can find. They all have some work experience, but have not yet participated in a successful production. Their abilities are pretty good."

"Wait a minute, let me take a look." Wayne picked up the information.

Steve Wilson, lighting engineer. Lily-Angie, makeup artist. Roswell, props master. Mia Clegg, set decorator.

Almost all of them have shooting experience, but the price is not high.

"Okay, let's just leave it to them for the time being. Do you have any suitable actor recommendations? The heroine's classmates and best friends, preferably an American big girl, oh, and a male actor, and most importantly, it should be cheap."

Jimmy was reading the script, and when he heard what he said, he raised his head and asked him:

"Where's the heroine? Don't you need me to help you find one? CAA has a lot of novice actors like this."

"No, I have chosen the heroine. Let's get ready. That's it for today."

That's right, Wayne, the heroine, has been chosen. His neighbor came to Hollywood to pursue his dream. He had seen his movie in his previous life, and it completely met his requirements.

He felt overwhelmed by the many plans he had to deal with. He was just one person. Wayne first went to Delaware with his lawyer Ryan to register a studio, Greenberg Studio.

There is no way, his movies are destined to be small independent productions. Only with a studio can he sign contracts with the crew. A legal company is much more credible than a college student.

According to Delaware regulations, as long as he has a nominal office in Delaware, he can even share a clerk with other companies, but this also cost him $5,000.

The best thing about registering a company in Delaware is the tax benefits. Basically all Hollywood companies are registered here, including giants like Disney and Paramount. Delaware also has a professional Commercial Balance Court, which makes it particularly convenient to handle disputes even if they arise.

After meeting with the staff introduced by Jimmy and signing a contract, Wayne didn't have time to learn more about it. Wayne visited the school again and asked Professor Anderson to help introduce a senior who had graduated with good grades but had not yet found a job.

Professor Anderson introduced him to a senior, Luke Simmons. He graduated two years before Wayne and has been running between various film crews, but he is not getting along as well. However, Wayne needs him, so he asked him to meet him at the Jasmine Cafe next to the school tomorrow.