[American Entertainment] The road to becoming a god

Gaspar wanted to be released from the hospital after only two days in bed. He could not accept his lazy life, but the idea was quickly dismissed on the grounds that the long wounds on his back were only the beginning. It's just a scab.Johnny Depp spent a day with Gaspar before he left because he was still needed for his film promotion.Ben and Matt have been there all the time. They live in Gasper's ward, lying on Gasper's left and right sides respectively. There are only three beds in a ward, and now the whole room is theirs.

"Wounds...wounds...Come on, it's already healed there, I almost can't feel their existence." Gaspar muttered, twisting his upper body slightly, "I just want me to Get some money." After speaking, he got out of bed and walked to the window.

"Although I'm glad you're okay Gasper, but..." Matt sat up on the hospital bed by the window, and he straightened the pillows to make them fit better, "Your back injury is still not healed, I could see them oozing blood."

"What? The wound burst? Where? Turn over to Gasper and let me see." Hearing Matt's words, Ben Affleck was more nervous than Gasper, he threw away the book he was reading and lifted the quilt After getting out of bed, he ran to check behind Gaspar with bare feet, "Hiss—is it difficult for you to lie down and recuperate? The doctor said that your wound is deep, and even if it scabs over, it will easily collapse or even worsen." He said Seeing a small piece of blood on the bandage on Gaspar's back, he frowned and asked.

Gaspar honestly accepts Ben's mercy, which actually makes him quite happy, having someone more mature than him who cares about him or something can make him forget for a while that he is his big brother.

"Lie back, Gasper, or Ben will carry you back himself, trust me." Matt said with a smile.

At the end of the street, there seemed to be a familiar black car passing by. Gaspar hesitated for a moment, and decided not to think about it.He turned around, "Okay, this is it." After finally looking at the bustling street scene outside the window, Gaspar slowly lay back on the bed.

"I don't understand why you want to go out in such a hurry." Ben sat on Matt's bed, he pushed his friend's legs away mercilessly, and watched Gaspar muttering.

"I'm in a hurry to make a movie to make money," Gaspar replied with some pride, "Did I forget to tell you that I signed a contract with David Fincher's movie."

"The Fincher movie?" Matt looked very surprised. "It's not the one I thought it was."

"What, what?" Ben asked blankly. "What movie are you talking about?"

Gaspar looked at Matt, motioning for him to speak.Matt nodded. He knew that the non-disclosure agreement in the contract required the actors not to disclose important information about the film, but if it was discussed internally by actors who had heard about the project or even tried to audition, it would be another matter. (Although there are also suspicions of violations, as long as no one complains to the producer or causes heavy losses, half of them will not care)

"I told you, Ben," Matt winked at him, "the one with Brad Pitt and Denzel Washington."

Gaspar pretended to clear his throat. "Mr. Washington declined, and that role now belongs to Morgan Freeman."

"Freeman?" Matt raised his eyebrows, and then he nodded knowingly, "That gentleman's acting skills can be regarded as the industry benchmark, brother, I have a hunch that you will be promoted to the next level after filming this movie. A-list."

Ben still looks dazed, obviously forgetting about the movie he's not interested in.Matt and Gaspar smiled at each other and stopped talking about it.

"Okay, Mr. Affleck, you'd better think about your script." Matt teased him, "Work hard, maybe we can find a reliable director and get a good investment before Christmas next year."

Hearing Matt talk about the script, Gaspar became interested, "What script, are you going to go behind the scenes?" He asked.

"Almost...but I don't want to turn behind the scenes for now." Ben shrugged, then walked back to his bed and took out a booklet from under the pillow and threw it into Gaspar's arms, "This is it, take a look."

Gaspar took the booklet and opened it, only to find that it was a handwritten short story without a signature.

"The Growth Story of the Young Genius Will Hunting"?" Gaspar struggled to recognize the name of the novel from the handwriting on the title page. He raised his head and found that Ben and Matt were very consistent with inexplicable expressions. Looking at himself with a mysterious smile, "What," he asked, "Did I read it wrong?"

Matt waved his hands again and again: "No, no." But the smile on his face was so obvious that Gaspar had to doubt, so he went back and looked again to make sure he didn't misread any words.

Ben seemed anxious. He stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets. "Just read it," he said, "and tell me what you think."

Gaspar gave them one last suspicious look before turning to the second page.

Then he was fascinated.

This is a very good short story. It tells a difficult and painful growth story of a gifted boy. Perhaps some scenes are described more like horror novels, but this does not hinder the development of the protagonist and the smooth flow of the plot.

"Whose novel is this?" Gaspar asked unsatisfactorily after reading it. He turned over all the pages and found no information about the author. "It's a great story, do you know the author?"

"Why, do you want to know him?" Matt blushed with a suppressed smile, which caused his tone of voice to be a little strange.

Gaspar nodded, ignoring the strange Matt and looking at Ben, "Are you trying to make it into a screenplay?" he asked.

"Yes, there's nothing wrong with that." Ben raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed twice, which was terribly fake.Well, the current situation can no longer be described as strange... Gaspar frowned and sat back, flipping through the short story again.

"Now tell me what's going on." Gaspar took a deep breath and asked seriously.

"Uh..." Matt hesitated, scratching the hair beside his ear, "You said you wanted to know the author of this novel, right Gaspar."

"Yeeee...s." Gaspar gave an affirmative answer uncertainly, and then glanced at Ben, who closed his eyes and nodded seriously, which gave Gaspar confidence.

"Well, that's good." Matt spread his hands, "You're talking to him."

"...What?" Gaspar blinked blankly, he saw Matt's mouth raised up, and he saw Ben laughing on Matt again, "What?!" He asked again with an emphatic tone .

Who is he talking to?It's Matt, and the question answered by the sentence just now is... who is the author of the short story, then this equation... Matt is the author of the novel "The Growth Story of the Young Genius Will Hunting"?Gaspar went through the conversation again before he realized it. He looked at Matt in shock and said, "Matt, you wrote this?!"

"Oh yes, yes." Matt managed to recover from the laughter, and replied while flailing his palms, "I was studying at Harvard at the time, and it was a bit of experience combined with fantasy."

"I almost forgot that you have been to Harvard." Gaspar shook his head slightly and sighed, "This story must be wonderful when it is turned into a script."

Ben leaned against the end of the bed, lay on his head with his palms on his side and looked at Gaspar, "We thought so too," he said, "but we haven't figured out what the whole big frame and baseline look like, Usually we like to grab one or a few clips in it and start from the direction of the performance, which is good, we have been inspired, but... too fragmented."

"Well," Matt picks up from Ben, scratching his chin and saying, "We even tried to turn this script into a thriller in the last version."

"Thriller?" Gaspar frowned, "No, don't, this story will be such a good inspirational movie, and it also fits the main theme of the Oscar Academy. If you watch last year's "Forrest Gump", you will be defeated. "The Shawshank Redemption"."

"Ha! Thank you Gasper, we don't dare compare it to Forrest Gump." Ben shook his head.

"Don't be so modest," Gaspar smiled, "Maybe next year's Oscar for best screenplay is yours."

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It was the sixth day, and in a few hours Gaspar would be in the hospital for a full week, and on this day, he was horrified to discover that half of Hollywood seemed to know what Hakim had done to him. His hospital bed is now surrounded by flowers and fruit baskets, and there are countless letters and condolence calls. Since noon, he has received calls from acting teacher Ivana Chabert and his friend Jason Akers at the same time. Then I received a call from Tom Cruise, then Cameron, Nolan, and Luhrmann, and even Leonardo called... They were either sympathetic or angry on the phone, and finally Garth Pa was numb.

But it is not an exaggeration to say that the wound in his center was constantly being torn open during the process of talking with them on the phone.

This made Gaspar very irritable. Ben and Matt on both sides were discharged from the hospital. Two pears, a dozen bananas, and of course the most expensive grapes were not spared.

The only thing that gave him the slightest consolation was that it hadn't been reported in any of the newspapers, nor had it made it to the entertainment lace section of a blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. , His pure precious little angels must not be polluted by such filth.

Thinking about it, Gaspar crushed another orange.

When Ben and Matt were in the room, Gasper could still pretend to be unaffected by laughing at them, and indeed, their laughter made Gaspar feel empowered, at least not alone.

Now, he couldn't pretend anymore.

At this moment, the manager opened the door and walked in. He sighed when he saw the orange body in Gaspar's hand, and resignedly took the poor fruit and threw it into the trash can, and then wiped Gaspar's hands with a paper towel.

After finishing the work that the nanny should do, Joe finally sat down opposite Gaspar.

"Two pieces of news." He said, "Don't worry, both are good."

Gaspar didn't speak, but Joe could see in his eyes the desire to leave.

"First, I have a way to heal your wound quickly, and you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." The agent raised a finger, "Second, I know what you need now, don't worry, I will arrange everything Yes, "Seven Deadly Sins" and "Nazi High Disciples", you can directly enter the group. It is guaranteed that you will live an absolutely fulfilling life every day. Running back and forth between the two cities, you have no time to think about anything other than acting and filming. "

Yes, he needs this right now, Gasper thought weakly, let work fill every space in his mind, and he would never have a chance to think about it.

"Thank you, Joe," Gaspar said softly.

"I should have done," said Joe. "Another thing, I saw Hodge's car when I came, but it's strange that he didn't say anything."

Gaspar immediately thought of seeing the shadow of a car by the window a few days ago.

"Would you like to meet him before you join the group? I know you must say goodbye to Adina, Karis and Adam before work. Why don't you stop by and have a chat with him? I heard that after he found out about you I was so angry that I rushed directly to Mirax's company, and almost beat him...Of course I didn't see it with my own eyes, I just heard about it."

Gaspar listened silently. After a short silence, he shook his head, "Not yet."

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