Hollywood Lover

When Zhang Dongcheng was putting up the posters hard, An De's haunted and haunted voice reappeared in his ears.

"HOHO~~Our big director is recruiting actors? Haha! A high salary of 100 pounds! Hey, don't miss it when you pass by. Director Smith Zhang is going to make a movie! Do you want to sign up? Do you want to sign up? What?" Ender laughed while pointing at the poster, and shouted to the students passing by on the street with ulterior motives.

"Hey, Smith Zhang, how do you look at me? I have great acting skills, and my next goal is to win the Oscar for Best Actor! Come on buddy, how about giving me this role?" The inseparable black George also said in a strange voice, dancing and twisting his fat buttocks in front of Zhang Dongcheng.

"Don't steal my role! I know that Smith Zhang's movie is about pure love between two gays! That's why Smith Zhang only looks for a male lead and doesn't need a female lead, because he is the female lead himself! Haha, hey, GIRL Zhang, the leading actor you need is definitely me, because I will let you fuck me!" Another buddy of Ender, the tall and strong York, exaggeratedly folded his hands Trumpeted to announce to all.

The students on the road all looked sideways at Ander's group who were screaming and laughing, and Zhang Dongcheng who was standing beside them clenching his teeth, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"Hey, I said buddy..." Adaman just wanted to speak when Zhang Dongcheng took his hand.

Exhaling lightly, Zhang Dongcheng clenched his fists, suppressed his anger, pulled Adaman and turned away, leaving the ridicule of Ander's group behind him.

"Why didn't you teach them a lesson? Smith, are you scared?" After walking a long way, Adaman couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily.

"We haven't graduated yet, and I don't want to lose the graduation certificate that I'm about to get. Soon, there will be a day of relief. I will return the humiliation that Ender has given me in the past few years! The most important thing for us right now is The thing is to make this movie well!" Zhang Dongcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly.

"Well, this is you. If someone else pulled me, I would have hanged Ender in the Museum of Modern Art. And I guarantee that no one will find him dead in three weeks!"

"FUCK, can't you tell less jokes? My face is sour when I'm with you."

"That's right!"

One yellow and one black, the two walked away gradually, shoulder to shoulder.

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On the second day, Zhang Dongcheng and Adaman packed their schoolbags and walked to the school cafeteria. After a while, they will interview the actor who wants to participate in their own movie, hoping to have a good start.

Suddenly it began to rain. The raindrops were a few shallow drops at first, and then turned into a downpour in a short while, covering the entire campus.

Zhang Dongcheng put his schoolbag on his head, and ran towards the school cafeteria with his feet briskly.

"This damn London weather, can't you give me a sunny day, you know today is the time for me to interview the male lead!" Adaman kept complaining, and ran behind Zhang Dongcheng's butt.

He's just here to help, he doesn't want to act in a movie, and he doesn't want to be a director. Adaman's life philosophy is to muddle along and be happy every day.

Sometimes, you really don't know whose mentality is right.

Looking at the school cafeteria where there seemed to be no one there, Zhang Dongcheng couldn't help but feel a little worried. In such bad weather, he wondered how many people could persist in coming for the interview.

I really hope that a dozen or so people can sign up, I can choose carefully, but don’t let no one come, God bless, the Buddha is manifested!

Zhang Dongcheng muttered, shook off the rain on his head, and walked into the cafeteria, drenched all over.

As soon as he entered the door, he was shocked by everything in front of him.

There were at least a hundred men and women of different ages sitting on chairs. When they heard the sound of the door being opened, they turned their heads in unison and stared intently at Zhang Dongcheng and Adaman who were at a loss.

"HOHO, good luck, what a great team!" Adaman was very happy. There were so many people coming for the interview, which was beyond his imagination. He thought there were only two or three kittens.

The whole space is very quiet, very quiet, only the sound of the rain outside the window invades the eardrums, two people, facing more than a hundred people.

"Hey man, you put up the poster? Who's Smith?" someone yelled.

"I am, I am director Smith." Zhang Dongcheng raised his arms and responded.

The expressions on many people's faces changed, and the originally calm atmosphere suddenly turned.

Immediately, someone stood up and walked out angrily, swearing dirtyly: "FUCK, it turned out that a yellow man and a black man came to interview me? SHIT, don't even think about it!"

"What the hell, why is the director a yellow man! What kind of movie is the yellow man's sister making, such a bad weather makes my trip useless!"

"That's right, a person of yellow race is the director? Have you lost your mind and gone crazy!"

"Haha, today is April Fool's Day, poor me, I still fell for this yellow man's trick!"

All kinds of sarcasm and ridicule came one after another, and one after another white people raised their chins, as if that layer of skin was something to be proud of, and walked past Zhang Dongcheng who was staying at the gate like a tide.

Some people even deliberately bumped Zhang Dongcheng's shoulder with dissatisfaction, forcing him to the side.

It's just one or two hundred years behind, the rising that never sets, and the yellow complexion that has led the world and all nations to Korea for five thousand years has become their laughing stock and source of distrust at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath again, Zhang Dongcheng's face didn't change much, he just walked in steadily, his eyes swept over the faces of the remaining 50 people one by one, just about to say something , someone shouted again: "Director Smith, what type of movie is yours?"

"My movie is a fourteen-minute miniature movie. The content is thriller and suspense..." Before Zhang Dongcheng finished speaking, another large group of people stood up collectively, banging tables and chairs. Like the previous group of people, these people The face of the person is very ugly.

"Damn it, can something that's only fourteen minutes long be called a movie?"

"Let's go, let's go, I said a long time ago that it must be a lie. Don't forget that today is April Fool's Day!"

"FUCK, such a heavy rain, it's really his sister's bad luck!"

"To be honest, people of the yellow race have a pretty good cooking talent. Also, that time when I went to a Chinese restaurant, the waiter was really good at washing dishes! I bet he would wash at least a thousand dishes a day! Haha!"

Zhang Dongcheng watched a large group of people disappear at the door. They would rather face the downpour and get soaked than try to understand their own movies. They just smiled lightly and sat down.

If it is said that there is no way to start when facing a problem, Zhang Dongcheng may have a little hesitation and hesitation, but if he has a good goal, even if he is smashed to pieces and goes through hardships, he will never hesitate and will not stop dying.

Yes, never die!

Zhang Dongcheng quickly packed up his depressed heart, regained his previous courage, and gently placed the storyboard script in his hand on the table, as if he was holding the most precious thing in the world.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Dongcheng calmly looked at the only five people on the field, coughed lightly and said:

"They are poor, because they lost an opportunity. And you are lucky, the chance of becoming famous in one fell swoop has increased from one hundredth to one fifth! It won't take long, those poor people will envy you Looking at you, behind your backs. They will remember a rainy day in their lives when discrimination blinded them and made them choose wrongly. They will hide in the shadows and regret a rainy day. Yes, I'm sure, They will regret it!"

Adaman raised his feet and chimed in at the right time: "That's right! I will definitely bring a camera and take pictures of their regretful faces!"

"Mr. Smith, we don't care about the color of your skin, or the length of the film, we only care about the chance to play a role, a role that actually faces the camera lens all the time?" someone shouted.

"As long as you have the corresponding ability, the role is yours! I can't guarantee that my movie will make you a lot of money, but the name of the protagonist of the movie will definitely appear in major British newspapers. You can remember what I said Let’s start the interview.” Zhang Dongcheng took a deep breath, with a heart-warming smile on his face.

These young faces in front of them are either handsome or ordinary, but they all have a fanatical light. It is the passion for movies or the desire for success. Regardless of their status, they are now just actors who want a role , people with dreams.

Wasn't my previous self the same as them?

Suffering from no opportunities and no good works, but now, I will be like one of them, and my life will be completely different!

So, let's get started!

Zhang Dongcheng looked at the tall, chubby man in front of him, wearing a pair of small round glasses, who looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, smiled friendly, and reached out to shake his hand .