CHAPTER 4, AUDITION

Forty minutes later, a silver Jaguar stopped in front of a café near USC.

"Cut! Cut! Cut! "

The gloomy-looking black-haired youth shouted a halt, and the café where the role audition was underway suddenly fell silent, and everyone was silent.

This is Ernest who got a short film shooting opportunity in this year's AFI director training class. Dawson.

He was about six feet two tall, with extremely standard blonde hair and deep silhouette, more like an actor than a director, but his face was extremely bad because of the trouble at the moment.

There is no doubt that his mood is as bad as his face.

"Everyone rest for ten minutes."

The director wrinkled his eyebrows deeply, and his gaze stopped on the girl who ended the audition.

"What a disaster, Jessica. Goode, right. He said coldly, "You have a magical power to turn any movie into a horror movie, and I suggest you call an agent right away to sell yourself instead of wasting your time with me." "

Jessica looked on her face that was about to cry but could barely hold back, sniffled, and did not dare to speak.

Lily who oversees chores. White, a recent graduate of the USC Film School and one of the producers of the film, watched Jessica go from a nerd who harassed the director to this pitiful little pitiful with his head hanging his head in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted.

She said tactfully: "Ernest, enough, Jessica has worked hard, and your requirements are too demanding, and those real actors may not be able to do it." "

The subtext is that it's just a short film that won't be released, and the auditions are only for newcomer actors or acting students who don't care about the salary, so why set the bar so high.

And this small crew doesn't have much money and time to pick and choose.

Ernest raised his eyebrows and turned his sharp gaze to Lily.

He really has an overly handsome face comparable to a Hollywood star, but his caustic and picky makes most of the women who approach him unbearable, so this face is only visible from a distance.

Ernest sent out a soul torture: "Yes, you also admit that she is not worthy of the word 'actor' at all, it seems that you have not fainted yet, Lily. White. "

"No, don't misinterpret me." Lily argued, "You are the director, and it is your duty to guide the actors." You should give Jessica a little more patience and time instead of denying and satirizing her! "

"If you're okay with your aesthetics, you'll find that I'm generous enough." Ernest retorted, "You can't force me to carve a decaying wood that is about to be placed on display at AFI for commentary, and it's no less than a public execution for everyone, including herself – and she is not the heroine of my choice, and I am not obligated to be responsible for her." "

Present this terrible heroine in Robert. Zemeckis and Lang. In front of Howard?

Oh, that's still better to kill him.

Not to mention Steven. Spielberg is likely to attend the movie.

Lily took a deep breath and tried to ease the atmosphere: "Ernest, she is already the most suitable candidate, at least she is beautiful..."

Before the words fell, a loud sobbing already sounded in the café.

"That's really enough!" Jessica covered her face and wept, "Ernest. Dawson, you bastard! "

Almost without stopping, the girl rubbed her face fiercely, glared at Ernest again, and ran out of the café crying.

Then, he bumped into Josie who was entering the door and Martha next to Josie.

"Are you?" Jessica's voice was sharp and she clearly recognized Josie, "Josie. Horton, why are you here! "

Josie thought about it seriously and matched the face in front of her with the name retrieved in her mind.

Wow, it's the daughter of pimping.

The one whose chin can be cocked to the sky, the so-called USC high achiever, Hollywood rising star, talented actress reserve Jessica. Miss Goode.

"Jessica. Miss Goode—" Josie pursed her lips and laughed slowly, "I guess your father must have had a good two days, right?" "

Jessica's eyes widened sharply, and her lowered hands clenched into fists.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but reason made her reluctantly restrained.

Because Mr. Goode "accidentally" broke a leg and two ribs, but did not dare to report the crime.

Josie felt a little bored, so she raised her eyebrows a little, and said with pride: "It's boring, trouble Jean." "

Jessica refused to let it.

She stared at Josie and then at Martha beside her.

Martha nodded at her, the very social kind, the red-lipped hair dress, the whole body is meticulous, and the atmosphere of the workplace elite.

These Century City agents are too iconic compared to the popular hippie culture on the West Coast, especially industry leaders like CAA, who like to unify the rules of the industry, including Armani-style suits.

It's obvious that Josie. After kicking Jessica's father, Mr. Goode, Holden seamlessly transitioned to a new agent, still from the kind of top company in the industry that it dared not imagine.

- But, how is this possible?

Jessica couldn't help but say loudly: "Which company are you from, dare to sign this guy who can't act at all?" Go crazy! Her brokerage contract is still in my father's hands! "

Martha still smiled, only glanced down at her watch, raised her hand and pulled her away, and said, "Sorry, you disturbed us." "

- She didn't even bother to report her home!

Josie let out a chuckle, lifted her feet and walked in.

Jessica was mad.

Ming Ming Josie. Horton is just an empty-headed fool, there are thousands of beautiful baby cities like this, and all of them are smarter, more judgmental, and more likable than her!

Jessica didn't think she was any worse than Josie.

And audition? No kidding!

Who could not know that Josie was nothing more than a wooden beauty, she probably didn't know Ernest. What a demanding perfectionist Dawson is.

Jessica instantly calmed down, turned back to the café under the surprised eyes of others, and walked to the bathroom to tidy up her appearance.

What she couldn't do, how could that Bi X do?

She must stay here and witness Josie's defeat!

The rest of the crew looked at each other.

Lily folded her arms and stared at Ernest and said with her eyes: Look, you did a good job.

Ernest directly rolled his eyes and continued to mock expressionlessly: "I reminded me earlier that the prom queen and the actor are two different things, and you refuse to listen to me." "

"If we still have a choice." Lily rubbed her temples, "If you can restrain your vitriol... At least Jessica played the heroine in a small-budget horror film and was a student at USC. "

Ernest was a little impatient, so he had to purse the corners of his mouth and not speak, because he knew that he would only pop up some inappropriate offending comments now, but who let the AFI appropriation be in Lily's hands, he could only temporarily shut the microphone.

So he looked around, trying to divert his attention.

Emm, the waiter didn't arrange the handles of all the mugs at the bar neatly, which was a bit unpleasant.

Emmm, why can't the sleeves of those vinyl records be arranged by color?

Emmmm, if the official shooting scene is arranged here, they better do some tidying up in advance.

Suddenly, the wandering gaze stopped.

He saw a girl.

The script of "The Perfect Victim" reads: Agent Bentley meets Iris in a café outside the school. Bückel, this was their first meeting, Bentley had some doubts about the female college student, she looked harmless, had a dazzling but not stunning beauty, very different from the people around her.

Except for the screenwriter and director himself, no one in the entire crew can understand what kind of heroine he wants, because these descriptions are too illusory, for them beauty is beauty, sweetheart girl or sexy stunner, always very eye-catching.

And now, everyone who has read the script has in their minds about the heroine Iris. Bickle's appearance -

A real poor princess.

Her silky blonde hair was tied quite casually into a low ponytail, revealing a youthful face, and she wore the usual white shirt and jeans, which were average in texture but flat and clean, and the hem was tucked into the trousers, outlined by a thin leather belt.

All this seems that she is very young and energetic, and has a gentle and charming temperament.

It's obviously not the kind of shocking beauty that is top-notch, but it's just eye-catching.

"Iris" approached everyone.

The lady beside her spoke up, "Hello, Miss White, I'm Martha. Miller, this is my client Josie. Horton, we made an appointment for an audition. "

Ernest glanced at Lily, who quickly looked for the memorandum and explained, "Found it." Josie. Horton, a newcomer to CAA, was originally the last. And she's only sixteen years old, which doesn't really fit our requirements. "

They asked for a white woman in her twenties, about five feet five, slim, unable to have large tattoos, and with some ability to perform.

To be precise, Josie is a newcomer who has been temporarily crammed in by large companies to gain experience and try her luck.

Although Caucasian women are precocious, sixteen-year-old Josie is obviously a little too immature, especially the photo on her actor's resume, her pure temperament is in place, but she looks too young, does not have the kind of adult eyes, and has the attraction to play with men.

And Jessica. Although Goode's performance is a little bad, his eyes are very charming, and his figure is even sexy and hot.

That's the right heroine.

Not to mention Josie. Horton has only shot one commercial, and his resume is almost blank.

After Lili finished speaking, she deliberately looked at the girl in front of her who was a little different from the resume photo, as well as her agent.

However, these two people did not seem to be aware of their own trap, and the expression on their faces was almost a template replica, unchanged and annoying.

"Ready for her to audition, Lily. White, don't make me say it a second time. As a director, Ernest returned to expressionlessness and said formulaically: "Josie. Is Horton right? I'll only give you fifteen minutes of performance, three NGs.