The Best Entertainment Era

The black Cadillac drove past USC, entered the southern part of downtown Los Angeles, and soon came to the target block. Ronan didn't dare to park casually. The south of USC is one of the most chaotic places in Los Angeles. Losing a car or something is too much It was too commonplace, and he didn't want to report the crime for a while.

Drive along the block for a short distance, find a public parking lot with managers in front of a large supermarket, and walk back after parking the car.

Fortunately, it was daytime, so as long as you didn't leave the avenue and enter those alleys, you wouldn't encounter anyone who blatantly robbed you.

Arriving in front of an apartment building, Ronan looked at the house number, and then took out his mobile phone to make a call. Like the previous few times, the message was still a reminder that the phone was shut down.

I had no choice but to go upstairs and knock on the door.

Just as Ronan was about to enter the apartment building that didn't even have a gate, suddenly a luggage bag fell from the second floor and hit the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The foyer of this apartment building has not been cleaned for some time.

I informed you last month that I need to prepay the next season's rent! A man's loud voice exploded: I've given you a month's grace, and you still owe me a month's rent. I've had enough of you!

Then came the voice of a woman pleading.

Ronan looked up. He couldn't see anything from this position, but he didn't dare to go any further. If a suitcase was thrown from above, he would call GG. For things like soul wear, one person can Lucky to show up twice?

You go! I don't want the rent!

It doesn't sound like the landlord is a bad person, but the voice is very loud: I advise you, find a decent job and don't dream of being a star all day long. I have seen a lot of women who have this kind of dream, and they will end up standing on the street.

The words are not pleasant, but they also tell the truth about many girls who come to Hollywood to pursue their star dreams.

Footsteps sounded, a petite woman in a crumpled beige suit skirt came down the stairs, looked up at Ronan, her face under the blonde hair was slightly embarrassed, she picked up her luggage and walked towards the door.

Ronan hurriedly opened the door, and suddenly thought of the female editor who couldn't get through the phone. After the blonde woman came over, he tentatively asked, Jessica Felton?

The woman turned her head to look this way, the face covered by the blond hair made Ronan feel like he had seen it somewhere before.

I'm not. The blond woman showed two small rabbit teeth: You've got the wrong person.

Ronan nodded: Sorry to bother you.

The blond woman didn't speak any more, and left with her luggage.

Ronan turned his head to look at her petite back, shook his head and entered the apartment.

Just like the predicament he faced when he first came here, the lower floors of Hollywood are full of all kinds of embarrassing losers. The lucky ones may turn around once in a while, and the less lucky ones will go back and forth or enter the San Fernando Valley. An alternative actress, she was unlucky and eventually became a low-level skin businessman.

For Hollywood losers, not being able to pay the rent is not the worst situation.

Going up the stairs to the second floor, Ronan saw a middle-aged black man and asked, Hello, which room does Miss Jessica Felton live in?

The black man looked at Ronan for a while, then stretched out his big finger and pointed to the corridor: The innermost room.

thanks.

Ronan walked through the corridor, came to the small apartment, and knocked on the door. The sound insulation of the door was poor, and soon there were footsteps, and then the door was opened from the inside.

The two mountain peaks are at the front, revealing from behind the door before the owner.

Because it was so big, it was hard for Ronan not to notice it.

It is a kind of sadness for a man to bow his head and not see his feet, but it is a kind of pride for a woman to bow her head and not see her feet.

Who are you looking for? A slightly hoarse female voice sounded.

Ronan came back to his senses in an instant, and his eyes moved up quickly: Excuse me, are you Miss Jessica Felton?

After asking the question, he also saw the owner of Mount Everest,

This is a typical Latina with light wheat-colored skin, probably of mixed race, with very delicate facial features. To be precise, this is a woman who is quite beautiful without makeup.

Unfortunately, this woman is too sloppy.

The long brown hair on the top of the head is like a pile of firewood, greasy and greasy. There are a few oil stains on the gray T-shirt that is raised high on the chest. It should be eaten and fell on it. It has probably been too long. All turned black.

The Latina woman looked at Ronan with strange eyes: I am Jessica Felton, who are you?

I'm Ronan Anderson. Ronan offered to extend his right hand and said at the same time, Professor Johnson from the USC School of Film introduced me here. He is my mentor.

Jessica reached out to shake hands with Ronan, and then opened the door: The professor introduced you.

Ronan is not the kind of person who has a cleanliness, but he feels that his right hand is a little uncomfortable, as if after shaking hands, something greasy has been stained.

This is a one-room apartment. As soon as Ronan entered, Jessica Felton said, You can sit wherever you want.

OK.

Ronan looked around, but there was nowhere to sit.

The nearest place is a dining table with a spoon smeared with hot sauce and a half-eaten burrito next to it. Judging from the appearance of the burrito, it should have been left for a while.

There is only one chair next to the dining table, and the leftover takeaway box is placed on the chair.

Looking forward, there was a small double bed with women's underwear with holes on it, and several pairs of socks. I didn't know how long the socks were worn before they were replaced. One pair was so hard that it almost stood there.

There was an obvious sour smell in the whole room.

Dirty, messy, poor...

Ronan instantly thought of the dormitory where he lived in high school. Many roommates like to soak their clothes before washing them, but they put them under the bed too lazy to wash them, and the soaked water smells stinky.

Finally, Ronan's gaze fell on the innermost set of equipment in the room, which was a small projector, film cutter and film splicer, and the nearby ground was full of 16mm and 35mm films.

As for the cut film fragments, there are as many as dust.

That... Jessica Felton scratched her messy hair: I've been busy studying short-shot editing recently, and I haven't cleaned it for a long time. I'm really sorry.

Ronan guessed how the greasy feeling on his hands came from, and waved his hands with a smile: It's okay. He looked at the piled up garbage bags and takeaway boxes, and asked, Have you not been out for a long time?

Jessica Felton smiled embarrassedly and said, When I get busy, I forget the time.

Hearing this, combined with his observations, it was not difficult for Ronan to come to a conclusion that this Latin woman with a pretty face and her head down but unable to see her feet was a crazy technical nerd.

Do you want to change your strategy?

The same strategy cannot be used to deal with technical geeks and old fritters in the circle.

Before coming here, he had done drafts, how could he impress a talented editor who had no chance? One is to provide opportunities, such as editing publicly released films, individual editor subtitle screens, etc.; the other is to offer a salary that both parties can accept.

Looking at it now, it seems a bit inappropriate.

You have something to do with me?

The room was in such a mess, Jessica Felton didn't invite Ronan to sit down, and simply asked, Or is the professor looking for me? Ah, no, the professor will call me if he has something to do.

Ronan reminded: I called you, you are down.

Jessica Felton patted her head: I'm so confused.

Ronan became more and more sure that this was a technical geek, and said, Miss Felton, I was the one who looked for you, and the instructor recommended you.

Call me Jessie? Jessica Felton did not lack the heartiness and enthusiasm of a Latin girl, What do you want from me?

Ronan said simply: I'm a producer. I invested in shooting a horror film. I lacked an editor. I went to my tutor for help. The tutor said that you are good at this.

Speaking of editing, Jessica Felton got serious: My level is really not bad.

Ronan decided not to talk about the draft for the time being, and asked, Isn't it better to cut a film than to practice alone? Go to my place and try it? After finishing this horror film, I will make another one.

Two films? Jessica Felton became interested. The formally edited film cannot be compared by hiding in a nest, so she quickly asked, Is it the formal film?

This person looks too young, and he is still a student of the professor, so it can't be a student experimental film, right? That would be boring.

Ronan nodded: The film that will be officially released in theaters, the director of the film has previously directed X-Files, and his level is very high. He introduced himself again: I am the president of Shahai Entertainment. I am the director of these two films. They're both producers and investors.

Okay! Jessica hadn't edited a formal film for too long: I did it!

Ronan was a little surprised, so he agreed? Is it too straightforward?

The phone number of your agent or agent? Of course he wouldn't show it. I'll talk to them about your treatment.

Jessica shook her head straight away: No need. I don't have an agent for the time being. I used to have one who always called me and disturbed me. I kicked him out. The treatment is easy to talk about, as long as there is a movie to edit.

Ronan tentatively asked, A weekly salary of $2,000?

This is not a random offer. The ordinary editors that Shahai Entertainment hired to edit videotape movies in the past were basically the same offer.

For any position in the circle, ordinary and famous are completely two kinds of existence.

Jessica didn't rush to respond, but instead asked, Can I borrow your mobile phone?

Ronan took out his mobile phone and handed it to her, and Jessica immediately made a call after picking it up: Professor, it's me, Jessica...

Half a minute later, Jessica ended the call and returned the mobile phone to Roger: Okay, we've agreed on that.

Ronan nodded: Any time you have time this week, you can come to Studio 17 of Warner Studios to find me to sign the contract.

No problem. Jessica readily agreed.

Ronan said a few more polite words and left Jessica's small apartment. This time it was completely different from what he had imagined.

Originally, he thought that it would take a lot of hard work and seesaw to get this obviously talented editor, but who would have thought it would be so simple.