Chapter 688

The female audition of the cat and mouse game starts after the crew starts. Near the Disney studio, director Redley Scott insists that male host Jared Leto also participate in the casting. He always pays more attention to the sense of coordination between the two sides, and it's better to make fire in the performance.

"Leto is shorter than you. Close up and forward and back shots are OK. When you take a flat shot, you will be on the left and right sides of the picture. Here, you must be! Pay attention to the difference between him and his height... "

Early in the morning, Charlize Theron's fat Valet drove steadily. Charlize Theron and a white man in his early 30s were sitting in the back seat. They were both nervous. The man kept reminding the main points, "you can press your elbows on the table, lean forward slightly, and keep at the same height as Leto's face. What's more, you are a girl who is not very clever and likes to giggle. "

" well, um I remember. "

Charlize Theron kept nodding, while carefully looking at Song Ya let yelemov quietly revealed to her detailed sub shot script, the director's estimate is this. Although the role of bank teller she is seeking is only more than one minute, it is full of duels with male owners, a lot of lines and big close-up shots of the front face. It is definitely a scarce resource for Hollywood new girls, and the competition is very fierce.

"This is the last audition, you are likely to win..."

The man continued to nag, "but today Leto will come to play. It's normal for you to be oppressed by him. Don't be nervous in the middle of the show. Go with his rhythm. Supporting roles are the main role, not to mention competing with him. After the performance, if you feel dissatisfied You have a friendship with Mr. yelemov, don't you? He must be here today. He should take care of you quietly, right? Be bold and say directly that you are not satisfied with the performance just now, so please do it again. "

She has changed her name to paikinsley, one of the gold brokers of CAA, but her agent of soup has hardly seen it several times. The junior man around her is also one of her joint agents in CAA.

"Yes."

Charles also continued to nod. The guy around her always thought that her "nobleman" in Hollywood was yelemov. Mr. President of a + film studio, who started several projects at the same time this year, must be a big shot in the eyes of Hollywood's small agents. So these days, she tried her best to accompany her to audition. She didn't tell the truth, so she kept the misunderstanding going Yes.

"Gugu..."

My stomach suddenly broke out, "I'm so hungry..." "I only had a cup of concentrated vegetable juice before I went out," she said in dismay

"Your recent weight loss has been very effective. It's much thinner than when I first saw you. Keep it up! There are only a few hours left for that character to be yours! I can't. just eat half an energy bar before the audition. "

The agent tried to cheer him up.

"Well."

The fat attendant turned the car into the parking lot not far from the corner building, "make up, then help her make up." The agent got out of the car and let the back seat out.

"There will be a dressing room and a professional makeup artist." The fat attendant muttered discontentedly that she was good at everything and loyal enough, but lazy

"The communication before the audition is also very important. Maybe it's a big shot in the eye?"

The agent is not guilty of pimping his artists. "You have to walk into this building in perfect condition. See that? " He turned to the parking lot and said, "a few times ago, the car was full. Now? All the hopeful girls have been eliminated, leaving you and a few other lucky ones

Charlie didn't answer. She quietly looked out of the window at the sparse parking lot, and thought of aplus in her mind. Since the guy married one of the last Diva girls, she called again and was blocked by his assistant Linda

She remembered that Linda said aplus would only help to provide audition opportunities. Whether she could be selected or not depends on herself. How much did yelemov help in the final round today? In fact, it's because of your acting skills?

"All right." The fat attendant put away her make-up bag and handed her the small mirror.

She retouched herself, patched her lipstick, and nodded to the agent outside the car.

"OK, let's go!" The agent clapped his chin and led them into the building.

"Hey, Charlie..."

I met another beautiful blonde face-to-face, but her hair color was deeper than her own, but her smile was as sweet as, "Hello, Alan."

She recognized that the other party was Allan Pampa, who was participating in an audition for another female flight attendant role. There was no competition between them. They met each other occasionally while waiting together in the previous round, which was quite a conversation.

When she chatted, she knew that the other party had no acting foundation at all, and she was not young. She seemed to be five or six years older than herself? I used to be a waiter who worked all over New York City. I don't know what resources I suddenly got. I can even appear in today's audition with only the last round. The role of stewardess in her audition has sex with the male host, and the competition is much more fierce than that of her bank teller. There are many third tier actresses with good acting skills in other auditions."Isn't the audition for your character scheduled for the afternoon?"

The other party also signed the CAA, and his agent was asking his colleague, colleague and friend who accompanied Allen's side, "it seems that it's too early?"

She awoke with a start and froze in her face at Ellen's side, her eyes more alert.

Although the other side has not received their own strict acting training, but life experience is much richer, "I am just too nervous, afraid of being late in the afternoon, so I just want to come early." She explained.

"Don't be nervous, ha ha..."

"Ellen and I will pray for you," said her agent, who is proud of the tension on her side

"Oh, thank you first."

His agent was skeptical. He looked at the dust cover of the clothes in the hands of his colleagues. The black dust cover was tight. It should be the flight attendant's coat for the audition.

"I'll see you later and wish your clients a role."

"I wish you the same."

Both sides took the elevator in a friendly way, and the other party left on the floor of the film company's office area. Both Charlie and the agent were relieved at the same time.

"That girl is very powerful. Some people are born with acting skills." The agent said, "fortunately it's not our competitor."

Charlie didn't speak because the audition room floor had arrived.

Register with the agent and fat Valet in front of the stage. The three people turn into the corridor leading to the waiting room. There are already three agents gathered there, all of them are CAA. This time, they are all real competitors. On the surface, they all look harmonious, but in fact, they are full of thorns.

"You and your girl are late..."

When they saw themselves, the three men all showed their lustful and wary eyes. "Is Charlie right?" A dignified middle-aged man in a retro suit opened the door of the waiting room for her.

"Thank you." She also smiles.

"Remember what I told you." Your agent is the last reminder.

"Well." She promised in a low voice. Just as she was about to enter the door, the middle-aged man who helped open the door suddenly handed over a small package of tissue. "You will need it."

"Don't use this trick on my girl." My agent rolled his eyes.

Instead of taking the paper towel, she twisted her waist more exaggeratedly. She took over the bank staff uniform she wanted to wear during the audition from the fat attendant. She spent a lot of money to find a tailor to change her. Aplus gave "Borrow" your own $50000 is running out again. I can't help it. I'm living in Hollywood. I spend too much money on all kinds of things. Especially when I want to compete for roles, performance classes, costumes, communication

You can't fail this time, or you'll have to pick up a playboy photo. I'm almost twenty years old. I've been in Hollywood for several years, and I haven't achieved anything. She has made up her mind to choose the one that suits her eyes if she can't, and she'll be fucked up.

"Charlie, hi!"

There are only three girls in the waiting room who enter the last round. She is sure that they are not as beautiful as themselves, but this role requirement does not necessarily need to be the most beautiful Yeah? How come they are three? She remembers that in the last round of audition, there were only three candidates in the audition, and the girl who was holding her voice to say hello was not eliminated in the last round!?

“Hi……”

She hypocritical and each other said hello to find a chair to sit down, the four girls are very alert to each other, almost zero communication, seats are far away, she did not pay attention to each other, began to follow the teacher's instructions to take a deep breath, adjust the mood, and take out the ordinary version of the script from her bag to help her concentrate.

The girl who was eliminated in the last round was very active and didn't look smart. Only she kept saying, "I almost gave up. I already bought the ticket back to Tennessee..."

At this time, a male staff member pushed the door in. He called the girl out first. This action made the remaining three girls disguise their nervousness by changing their sitting positions. "Charlie, you will enter the dressing room in 20 minutes." He added.

"Yes, thank you." Then she was ranked second, and she gave each other a flattering wink.

The staff didn't respond and took the person away and closed the door.

"Not really? Well, it's just a photography assistant. "

Another girl's sarcasm came to her ear. She knew that she was the most experienced performer among the four, and that she was from a family of actors. She should be her biggest competitor.

She didn't pay attention to each other and continued to look down at the script.

In the waiting room, there was only the sound of paper turning. Fifteen minutes later, she began to keep looking at her watch. After twenty minutes, the door had not been opened. She was nervous immediately. After waiting for another two minutes, she could not help but get up and open the door.

"What's the matter?" Asked the agent.

"Someone should take me to the dressing room..." She didn't mind the eyes of others at the door, lowered her voice and said anxiously."Oh, come with me." The agent went straight down the corridor. "Miss Theron should..." Outside the room where the sign of dressing room is pasted at the door, there are two strong men in the shape of bodyguards guarding the door.

"Cluck, cluck..."

She had just heard the laughter of the girl who had gone to the audition. The door was pushed open. A middle-aged white man with small eyes and double chin came out. "Mr. Weinstein." The agent quickly and respectfully said hello.

It's Harvey Weinstein, the president of Miramax films. Yes, after years in Hollywood, Charlie knew his reputation from various angles. Suddenly, she turned pale and sad. Will she lose to bichi, who sits on the red sofa?

Harvey Weinstein did not speak or pay attention to her agent. He looked her up and down. Her small eyes seemed to be able to see through her clothes. She stopped for a few seconds and then walked away with a smile.

"Don't be affected..." Her agent's face was no better. When she walked into the dressing room, the girl was mending her make-up. "I'll call a makeup artist..."

"You just..."

The girl sat down and didn't talk.

"It's nothing, Harvey people are very good..." The other party laughed, and then like a proud rooster, put the cosmetics in the bag, lost a white eye and left.

Put on the uniform of the bank staff and let the makeup artist fiddle with his face in a nervous mood. The third audition also came in ten minutes later, without any conversation.

"Miss Cylon, are you ready?" The staff opened the door and the probe came in.

"All right."

She said, narcissistic, to the beautiful face in the dressing mirror, "Charlize, you can do it!" Then he took out the breath cleaner and sprayed it into his mouth. He got up and started.

The casting room was a mess, "director Scott, hi, Jared..."

She tried to distinguish everyone. The director, Redley Scott, was huddled behind a large professional camera. He sat with a photographer on his right hand and a high folding chair on his left. The handsome Jared Leto looked at himself with appreciative eyes like a young master, "Mr. Linton, Mr. Weinstein, Mr. yelemov..." All the other big people were sitting behind the long table. She said hello to everyone she knew. Her smile was as sweet as possible. Seeing that yelemov did not respond at all, her heart sank again.

"Do you need a few more minutes to prepare?" Asked the casting director.

"OK, I'll be ready in a minute." She took a deep breath again, took out the script and looked at it. In fact, she could recite a few lines backwards, "OK." She didn't dare to waste too much time on the big man.

"Let's get started, Leto, the part of your routine."

She immediately glanced at the relevant paragraph, which is not complicated. In the script, the protagonist of the swindler has already committed the infatuated blonde about the process of checking circulation inside the bank.

"Miss Cylon, come here." Zach Schneider appears and guides him to his place.

"Thank you, Zach." She knew that this was aplus, and she was more determined.

Jared Leto stood opposite her. "This girl is a little taller." Suddenly said Harvey Weinstein.

"Well." Linton nodded.

"You can use the table to help..." Said yelemov.

There was no table at the scene. She immediately stretched out her elbow, leaned forward slightly, and held it in a virtual posture, showing that she was supporting the table, keeping her eyes at the same level as Jared Leto's eyes in front of her.

"It doesn't matter. Just play it naturally." Leto laughed with great grace.

"It's time to start." The casting director reminds me.

She tried her best to move her facial muscles. "Check accounts are printed with special ink..." Imitates the silly girl in front of the flower infatuated object, does not defend, tries to want to express the self manner.

"Where are those accounts?" Leto looked at him with a smile, his eyes discharging.

"In..."

She followed yelemov's detailed script, holding a check in her right hand and deliberately placing it on her chest, "here, see?" Point Leto's hand to the tip, then wait for his fingers to touch and take the check away.

Leto was a gentleman, and his fingers were still a little way from the tip.

"Here, ha ha..." She gave out the kind of laughter regardless of the image after the silly girl's "trick" was successful. She twisted her body like a maniac. No, she twisted her body like a coquette. She felt like she was about to pounce on the man in front of her and eat him. "It's the bank code..."

"Where will these checks end up being sent?"

Leto also plays a good role in the feeling of seemingly teasing the girl, but in fact still calm.

"I..."

"I don't know. No one has ever asked me, ha ha, ha ha..."

"Yes."

The director, Redley Scott, stopped just in time. Then he looked at the monitor and talked to the photographer in a low voice, "it's beautiful..." "The little movements are well designed..." Such praise spread to her ears. She felt much better. She felt a layer of sweat when she touched her forehead. The performance just now seemed to drain all her energy. Now she can't recall the scene at that time and how she performed. She only knew that she didn't feel too much pressure on the play with Leto."Again?" Asked the casting director.

"I have no problem." Leto shrugged easily.

"OK..."

She nodded, too, and was absorbed again.

Back in the waiting room, she was in agony and restless, as if waiting for the death sentence, and the last audition girl soon returned.

She looked at the girl who had been in the dressing room with Harvey Weinstein, nervously putting a calfskin paper bag over her mouth to adjust her breathing.

"Everyone's nervous. It doesn't seem like a big problem?" She hinted to herself.

"Has the result come out?" "Who was chosen?"

Outside the door came an urgent inquiry from the brokers. All four girls put down their things and listened attentively.

“Fxxk！”

All of a sudden, she heard her agent burst out a rude sentence. Suddenly, she felt that the sky was falling down. She covered her face with her hands, and she was in tears on the spot

Damn Hollywood!

"Congratulations Miss

The door was pushed open, and sure enough, the girl who had been associated with Harvey Weinstein was chosen. She screamed, jumped, jumped, and hugged her agent.

"Always! It's always like this! I've been in Hollywood for seven years

She looked through her fingers, and the girl who was born in an entertainment family cursed and smashed things into her bag. "You're fired!" The girl went out and yelled at her agent, and then she trod away.

At the end of the day, the girl, as useless as herself, slumped on the chair and sobbed.

"Well, Charlize, there's no way. Just accept the result calmly."

The agent and fat Valet came in and comforted, "let's go, Charlie..." The fat attendant helped him carry the dust bag.

"Wait, wait..." She hung on until the girl left with her agent, crying, "I'm going to see Mr. yelemov..." She whispered to her agent.

"Already..."

"I want to see him!"

"All right, follow me."

With her eyes shining, the agent took her out and went downstairs to the door of yelemov's office The agent knocks on the door with encouraging eyes.

"Charlie? Come in. "

Yelemov opened the door and shut the agent out. "Er, I'm sorry, Harvey, the old lady who had to push his favorite girl."

"Can you tell aplus about it? I'm already in Hollywood... " She asked, repressing her near collapse.

"Not very convenient..."

Yelemov didn't say much. He went back to his desk and picked up a new script. "You should get familiar with it. Harvey is not in this afternoon. You can change to the role of an air hostess. I have already said hello to the casting director."

"Thank you, Mr. yelemov!"

Come out of nowhere!? She was so excited that she almost jumped up. "Thank you! I'll take the chance! "

"Well, you can thank aplus if you want, but don't tell anyone about it. If I find out you're showing off in Hollywood..." Yelemov warned.

"I know you can rest assured, Mr. yelemov."

"Well, I'm busy. You can go. Wait. Don't be too happy when you go out. "

Today, feeling like a roller coaster, she pushed the door open and tried to behave as normal as possible, but the corners of her mouth still kept rising.

"No, Mr. yelemov, he So fast? " The agent doesn't know why.

"You get in touch with the casting director and I got the audition this afternoon." She whispered.

"Good! Well done, Charlize

The agent immediately let go of her doubts about how she did it and trotted excitedly to find someone.

After eating an energy bar at noon, she showed up in the waiting room in the afternoon, "you?" Ellen Pampa and two other girls, who had been waiting inside, looked at her in surprise.

"Hi, Alan..." She secretly said sorry to her, squeezed out a smile at her and sat down on the opposite corner.

"You..." Ellen said "you" several times. Charlize observed that the facial muscles of her cheeks were trembling. "You, would you like something to drink?" He took out a bottle of water and shook himself.

"No, thank you." She declined.

"Bichi..." The other side did not play, directly scolded.

She pretended not to hear it. She looked down to study the new version. What yelemov gave herself was the through topic version. She began to figure out the little movements of the character

In the afternoon, she appeared in front of the director, the man and yelemov

"No, it's too high..."

I didn't expect to be killed on the spot by Redley Scott after a round of performance.

Finally, Allan ponpa got the role, "bichi..." When passing by her, he insulted the defeated dog with pride.She didn't care. The conversation and sound of everyone outside was a vague buzzing in her ears. She walked up and out of the elevator, left the building and went back to the parking lot with the fat attendant and the agent.

Today's setback is too great. She feels that she may be depressed and needs a psychologist urgently

"Charlie, wait..."

At this moment, Zach Schneider's cry came from behind, "Charlize?"

She looked back blankly and saw the deputy director running over and grabbing her arm directly.

He pulled him to a remote corner of the parking lot and said, "let your agent sign it." Zach Schneider put a document into his hand and said in a concise and comprehensive way: "a drunk woman, with only one line, appears for more than ten seconds, but it's not bad. The audience can see your body and face clearly. There's no need to audition. That's it."

She grabbed the document like a straw and burst into tears again, "thank you, Zach, Wuwuwuwu..."

"Thank you aplus."

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