From Flower Vase to Film Emperor in Hollywood

James and Seth were both the type to enjoy playing around.

Seth didn't understand the cause and effect, but that didn't stop him from joining in the prank.

With a serious look on his face, Seth turned to the "villain," addressing Edgar, the only unfamiliar face, standing up straight, and making a gesture of throwing salt at a demon.

"Be gone!"

"Be gone, you shouldn't be running around trying to trick my brothers."

Immediately after, Seth made a strange combination of standing on one leg like a golden rooster while striking out with a snake fist, his balance unsteady, swaying back and forth.

Having just regained the situation, only to be surrounded again in the blink of an eye, Edgar felt powerless.

However, Edgar still didn't panic.

Not only that, but he even revealed a smile, following Seth's words, "Hollywood is hell. Instead of waiting for superheroes to save you from the fire and water, why not fight alongside supervillains to carve out a bloody path? Believe me, Hollywood no longer believes in goodness and justice."

Brilliant.

Impeccably brilliant.

It must be said, Edgar was indeed a brilliant man.

Amidst the slightly flickering gazes of the crowd, Edgar once again took out the business cards from his shirt pocket, "Whether to sign or not, the final decision rests with the actors. If an actor doesn't want to, no one can force them; but having one more option isn't a bad thing, don't you think?"

Edgar handed the business card to Sam—

He was observing Anson's expression, but judging from various signs, Anson should already have an agent, and the current situation wasn't good, so there was no need for him to make a fool of himself.

Therefore, Edgar looked at Sam.

However, Sam didn't move.

The air was slightly quiet—

The surroundings were still noisy, and you could still hear Judd Apatow and others laughing, but the small circle in front of them fell into a brief silence.

The scene was just like a game of "Red Light, Green Light," everyone was watching each other's expressions, but no one was willing to break the deadlock.

Sam was actually a little tempted, his eyes darting quickly between different faces and the business card in front of him, involuntarily tensing up, squeezing out a bunch of chins, not caring at all, but in the end, he still didn't reach out.

Edgar was a little disappointed.

But honestly, not surprised.

Agents choose actors, and actors also choose agents. It's a two-way choice. If you want to find the right partner, you need to constantly try and make mistakes.

The fairytale story of an actor and an agent's partnership spanning their entire career hardly exists in Hollywood.

Accurately speaking, it doesn't exist in real life either. What goes around comes around, the law of conservation of the universe applies to different situations and different relationships.

Edgar didn't want to casually sign actors and then leave them aside to ignore, wasting an actor's career for no reason. Dreams or something were secondary, but livelihoods couldn't be joked about.

He was talking about his own livelihood.

He just didn't expect that even the business card couldn't be handed out.

Was this a failure?

The corners of Edgar's mouth slightly turned up. He wasn't bothered by the awkwardness. Just as he was about to take back the business card that was lingering in the air unanswered, he heard a voice.

"Why so serious?"

All eyes turned towards the voice.

It was Anson.

With a slight smile on the corners of his mouth, calm and relaxed, Anson didn't seem to notice the heat and weight of the surrounding gazes. He took the business card from Edgar's hand, carefully examined it, and put it into the palm of his hand—

A hot potato.

James was a little depressed, he had kindly come to help, "Anson!"

Anson met James's gaze, gave a smile, and shrugged slightly.

"It's just a business card."

"Maybe it will be useful, maybe it won't, but since it's already been printed, it doesn't hurt to collect it. After all, we've cut down half the Amazon rainforest to make these business cards, it wouldn't be good to waste them. I think there should still be some space in my business card holder on my desk."

A small joke, cleverly defusing the atmosphere.

Everyone burst into laughter.

The focus of attention quietly shifted.

Edgar, who had just been at the center of the storm, could clearly feel the release of pressure. He quietly slipped into the shadows, and then he noticed Anson shaking off James and escaping from the melee, then putting the business card into his credit card holder—

Not only didn't he throw it away, nor did he put it aside casually, but he carefully put it into his credit card holder.

A small action, but it gave Edgar a different view.

But in the end, Edgar didn't say anything more, turned around and strode away.

This time it was for real, Edgar didn't think he should stay here any longer.

No one noticed when Edgar left, including Anson, because he was no longer the focus, and also because other audience members were also leaving.

Producers, reporters, James's agent, and other audience members, after the post-performance greetings and pleasantries came to an end, they also left one after another. The hustle and bustle of the Hayworth Theatre gradually subsided, returning to calm.

The performance team was also like that.

Today was just the premiere. Next, "The Hole" will continue to be performed at the Hayworth Theatre for a month. Subsequent performances are what they need to worry about.

In twos and threes, the partners all gathered in the backstage dressing room. There weren't many people, but they were all the closest and most familiar group of people.

They were waiting for James and the others to remove their makeup and change clothes, and then go to a bar together—

To celebrate.

Rather than calling it a celebration party, it was better to say they were finding an excuse to drink and get drunk.

The cancellation of "Freaks and Geeks" was indeed a blow to the young actors. Even James, who was always free and unrestrained, always not doing his job properly, didn't show it on the surface, but those frustrations were still objectively there, especially for the proud James, it was no exception.

Originally, they thought their acting career had finally ushered in a turning point, their talents and abilities could finally shine, but they didn't expect that it only lasted for a short three months, and then they were declared to have a death sentence. Hollywood showed these young people its cold-bloodedness and cruelty for the first time.

Despair is very terrifying.

But what's more terrifying than despair is igniting hope and then extinguishing it. It's precisely because they felt the warmth and light of hope that it was even more unbearable after returning to darkness.

All along, James didn't say or show it, everyone thought he didn't care.

But, thinking seriously about it, James and Seth creating a play like "The Hole" that was dark, desperate, and nihilistic already explained a lot.

After "Freaks and Geeks" ended, James and Seth had been busy with "The Hole", all their energy and thoughts were devoted to the theatrical stage.

Now that the premiere has finally ended, although it's not yet time to relax, at least they can catch their breath.

Therefore, they needed an excuse to get drunk.

To relax properly.

Thank you all readers for your support. The collection has finally exceeded five hundred, sprinkling flowers, sprinkling flowers! The rookie author bows and thanks, hoping that everyone can continue to follow the reading during the new book period, sincerely thank you! Thank you!