[American Entertainment] The road to becoming a god

Gasper calmed down almost immediately, thinking of the conversation he had had with his agent and the system about that.

Angel investors refer to individuals or institutions with certain net wealth who invest in start-ups or individuals with great development potential, which is a spontaneous private investment method.

The term angel investment originated from Broadway in New York, and it refers specifically to wealthy people who fund and fund some socially meaningful performances for public welfare. For those actors full of ideals, these sponsors are like angels falling from the sky, making their beautiful ideals come true.Later, angel investment was extended as an early investment in high-risk, high-yield emerging companies.Correspondingly, these rich people who invest are called angel investors.

"I think you've figured it out," Michael said. "I like talking to smart people."

Gaspar tried his best to look at Michael with eyes that would not offend him, "Then I want to know, since you claim to be an angel investor, what do you want to invest in me?"

"I thought you made it very clear, but it seems that I'm thinking too much." Michael smiled, and said sideways in the direction of Gaspar: "Investment naturally needs to be rewarded, let's go back to the human beings thousands of years ago Society, perhaps you've heard of equivalent exchange."

"With all due respect, sir," Gaspar said, "I don't see what you have for me in exchange."

"O dear Gass, should you be cautious or what?" Michael spoke slowly, "I provide you with help, and likewise, you have to provide me with the help I need."

Gaspar admitted that the British accent is really extravagant, maybe he should learn it, maybe the next role will require him to behave like an aristocrat.

"Have you seen enough?"

Gaspar withdrew his gaze for a second: "Sorry, I'm just learning your dynamics... for future auditions."

"I know, so it's okay." Michael sounded with the generosity of a superior.

"So now can I know the specific help?" Gaspar forced himself to calm down from the embarrassment: "Is it a specific kind of help?"

"I know what you mean by extension, but no, I don't mean the dirty thing that most people mean when I say help." Michael said, "My help means that you need to play a certain role for a certain period of time. Role."

"Sorry, my fault."

"No need to apologize, after all, the environment around you should not be good for your hint." Michael said, "Are you ready to listen to my biography?"

Gaspar: "Can't wait."

"I'm not an American, you must have noticed that. I was born in Manchester, England, and my body has ancient noble blood. My family tree is very strong. I inherited the title from my great-great-grandfather until now." Michael said: "But that's why I need you."

"Wow." Gaspar sighed sincerely: "I have a hunch this is a very exciting story."

"Yes." Michael lowered his head slightly, "I had some...unhappiness with my family when I was 20 years old, so I came to the United States, and as you can see, I was very successful."

Gaspar nodded, telling Michael with a serious expression that he was listening.

"But no matter how successful I am, I'm still not in England, and my family is more traditional. They all hope that I will return to England, inherit my father's title and manor just like my father inherited his father's title and manor, and then find a Aristocratic lady gets married, then has a child, and the cycle continues indefinitely."

"I don't want that to happen."

"But my family attaches great importance to honor and reputation, and I need a reason for them to give up on me."

Gaspar: "So?"

"You are the reason."

"I?"

"Yes."

Gaspar didn't understand how he became the reason for the family to abandon him: "I don't quite understand."

"Having a same-sex lover is not a shame among British nobles, but for the family, they hope to have an heir who is wholeheartedly for the sake of the family and can shut everyone's mouths." Michael explained: "Your task is to play a qualified My lover made me addicted to youthful prostitution and alcohol, such a person must not inherit the title for a big family."

"OoooK...I think I almost understand what you mean." Gaspar nodded, this 'help' was more difficult to solve than he thought.Then Gaspar asked: "One last question, Hollywood is a big city, why me?"

Michael seemed to be waiting for Gaspar to ask this question, he smiled, and waved the hand with the shining ring casually in the air: "Maybe it's because you have potential."

"Excuseme?"

"Didn't anyone tell you?" Michael's teasing look reappeared: "You have a special feeling that if someone guides you, you will be a successful sugarbaby."

Gaspar: "..."

"Okay, I won't tease you." Michael laughed loudly, "I chose you because you are the most suitable, your pretty face and down-and-out aristocratic temperament are very attractive, and under normal circumstances I would be with you people on a date."

It was a red flag, and Gasper leaned back quietly. "I'm 16 years old," he reminded.

"It's better, the family doesn't want an heir who likes little boys." Michael raised one leg and sat like Vito Corleone, "Of course I won't do anything to you."

"Then what exactly do I need to pay to get your help?" Gaspar asked, "You asked me to pretend to be your lover, but you didn't tell me, does this need to be made public, and if it is made public, it will hurt me How does it affect business?"

Michael twirled the ring on his finger, which didn't lessen Gaspar's nervousness.

"Believe me, this is only good for your career." Michael said: "All you need to do is to accompany me to England at the time I notify you, follow all my arrangements, show your charm more, and let everyone People believe you made me addicted to you. I believe it's easy for you and I don't question your professionalism."

"nothing else?"

"No," Michael said, "unless you want to."

"No no no, that's not what I meant," Gaspar said. "It sounds like your role needs more acting skills than mine. You have to show your obsession with me."

"It's up to you, if you're attractive enough, it doesn't matter how I perform."

Gaspar coughed lightly. It was a bit difficult for him to decide. First of all, he had never played such a role, not in front of the camera, let alone in front of many people. This is the job of an agent; secondly, he There's no guarantee that Michael Hodge won't actually do something to him in the process, nobody can.

Seeing that Gaspar didn't respond, Michael Hodge knocked on the car window, and Gaspar looked over, just in time to see a hand with a white silk glove handing in a document for Michael.

"Do you know what this is?" Michael picked up the document: "I'll leave this to you, I have to show my sincerity a little bit."

Gaspar took it over and looked at it. It was a script, and the name of the script was boldly marked on the second page - "Interview with the Vampire".Gasper knows this, but the characters for this show have already been settled, with Brad Pitt and Tom Cruise teaming up with two big Hollywood hunks.

"This is..." Gaspar flipped through the script at the back, then he looked up and looked at Michael in disbelief, "This is River Phoenix's original role!"

"Yes." Michael said, "I have already called, and you can report for duty tomorrow."

Gaspar felt his fingers trembling. Michael was not lying. This man really only needed one phone call to let him into the crew where thousands of people wanted to get in. He opened his mouth, but Not a sound.

This is Hollywood, a Hollywood where hundreds of people audition for a passer-by role without any lines.

"It's okay, you still have a chance to think about it." Michael signaled the people outside the car to open the door on Gaspar's side, and he looked at the watch on his wrist, "There are still nine hours until midnight, if you think about it, call I."

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Gaspar got out of the car with the script and returned to Joe's office almost as if he had lost his soul. When he entered, Joe was sitting on the sofa with an anxious expression, obviously waiting for him.

Seeing Gaspar come back, Joe stood up quickly, his hands twitched together: "Well, I guess you've seen him?"

Gaspar was still in great shock. He threw the script in his hand to Joe, and did not respond to Joe's funny gesture of receiving the script. Normally, he would never let go of this opportunity to laugh at Joe.

"That's what you kept from me," Gaspar said, his voice also sounding lost. "He gave me this."

Joe also opened it to read, and the script brought him the same shock: "Mr. Hodge gave you this role!"

"Yeah, and he's got me on the phone with no audition required," Gaspar says, "and it's going to be mine whether I say yes or not."

"So—" Jo returned to her uneasy look, "do you agree?"

"I fully understand what you didn't tell me at the beginning, I really understand." Gaspar looked at the script in Joe's hand, and smiled as he watched it.

"Why not," he said.

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Big Brother 1 is online, ahem, Mr. Hodge is not a CP, please pay attention, but there will indeed be a relationship line, please pay attention to the little ones with emotional cleanliness.