The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1052: Complete Derailment
"Come in."

Finally, with permission, the office door was pushed open, and the assistant carefully put his head in and looked at Michael anxiously.

As a result, before he could even open his mouth, he was interrupted by Michael.

"Calm down. I've told you so many times that no matter what happens, you need to stay calm. Even if the sky falls, there are still tall people in front of you to hold it up."

"We are now at the top of the pyramid in Hollywood. In addition to our abilities, we also need to demonstrate our magnanimity. Do you know how many people are watching us?"

After a burst of lectures, Michael's anger was slightly relieved. He then raised his chin slightly, signaling his assistant that he could speak.

The assistant took a deep breath, swallowed, and tried to calm himself down, but he was still very anxious.

"Sir, outside, look outside, outside the window."

Michael frowned, regained some rationality amidst his anger, and quipped humorously, "I hope this isn't the second 9/11."

The assistant couldn't laugh.

To be exact, he almost cried.

Michael didn't mind. He stood up and walked to the window. In the past few months, he always liked to look out the window, because he could enjoy the scenery of the whole New York from a high vantage point, watching the countless people coming and going like ants, while he firmly controlled his own destiny.

However, today, this landscape is destroyed and polluted——

The streets and squares were completely occupied by bustling and densely packed crowds.

Even looking down from the 47th floor, one can still clearly see a huge crowd, which means the actual situation may be beyond imagination.

Five hundred? Eight hundred? Or a thousand?

The scene was like the end of the world, with zombies surrounding the city. They, who were supposed to be high and mighty, were about to become the first batch of waste to be sacrificed.

The visual impact comes from bottom to top.

Michael barely controlled himself, "What's going on?"

However, before the assistant could answer, the dense crowd in front of them had already responded.

Although the crowd was not dressed in uniform, but in all kinds of colors, black and colorful; but at this time everyone raised their arms high and waved the red objects in their hands.

Hat. Scarf. T-shirt. Shirt. Flag. Cloth.

There are many varieties, but all of them are red, the same red that Anson wore when he stepped into the premiere of "Elephant" at the Cannes Film Festival, the red that proudly broke through the ground in the boundless black, blooming seductively and ostentatiously.

At first glance, Michael's mind naturally emerged with the scene of Anson stepping onto the red carpet of the Cannes Film Palace and stunning the world, and the impact was overwhelming.

Originally, he should have been admiring a group of tiny ants from a high position; but now, these ants clenched their fists and smashed Michael's nose hard.

A hot current surged in the nasal cavity.

I heard the assistant's words, "They are here for Anson."

Lest Michael not understand, the assistant dutifully continued to explain, "They protested that we were going to replace Anson..."

Michael felt a breath stuck in his chest. The slightly trembling voice was simply adding fuel to the fire. It seemed to be mocking Sony Columbia's embarrassment and predicament, and also seemed to be mocking his arrogance and conceit. He only felt a crackling sound on his eardrums.

Since when did movie companies start to be threatened and blackmailed by the audience? And since when did movie companies start to choose actors and roles based on the opinions of the fans?
Since when did movie actors have fanatical fans like idols like the Backstreet Boys, or organized and disciplined fans at that?
In the crisis, Michael still controlled himself, reluctantly, and maintained his usual elegant demeanor, "We are not replacing, we are just making second-hand preparations."

The assistant swallowed and looked at Michael with embarrassment, his expression clearly showing disbelief.

Open your eyes and tell lies.

Boom.

A thread in his mind broke. When did even his assistant start to question his words?

This time, Michael was no longer able to control himself.

"Grass!"

Things are going off track.

Who could have thought that the source of all this was just because a paparazzi tried to take a sneak shot of the new Spider-Man uniform?
However, one unexpected turn after another, finally evolving into what is before our eyes, once again made people deeply feel Anson’s powerful influence.

People in the Hollywood industry have always viewed the rise of Anson as a vase half-jokingly and half-sarcastically, but they did not expect that Anson would become a cultural symbol and a leading figure in a fashion phenomenon, and now even leverage the strength of Hollywood film companies and quietly reverse the passivity of actors.

This drama is getting more and more interesting.

Agents and producers with a keen sense of smell have already noticed the signs. Perhaps, after this incident, the active and passive situation between actors and film companies may quietly change again, and the road for major agencies to strive for the 20 million club for their own artists may be smoother.

Recall that at the beginning of this year, Anson was negotiating with Sony Columbia. Whether he could join the 20 million club was undoubtedly a major attraction; the major Hollywood film studios watched each other and restrained each other, just because they did not want the 20 million club to become a common standard.

In the end, it was Anson who took the initiative to make concessions and reached a contract that satisfied both parties in a roundabout way.

But overall, the film studios still won, and the 20 million club is still an elite gathering at the top of the Hollywood pyramid.

Now, in a surprising turn of events, Anson has once again been able to pry open industry rules. Although this time it has nothing to do with pay, it seems that film companies' decisions regarding actors are no longer arbitrary.

In the past, film companies would replace actors as they pleased. Warner Bros. replaced the three leading actors in three Batman films without blinking an eye, and no audiences protested or objected. Even actors like Tom Cruise and Will Smith, who were at the peak of their careers, did not dare to touch the tiger's beard easily for the time being.

until now.

Sony Columbia hadn't even replaced Anson, just auditioning as a substitute. In Hollywood's view, this was just like a substitute player in a football game, and there was really no need to make a fuss; however, things were not like that, breaking expectations little by little and going off track.

Obviously, there is a deeper bond between Anson and Spider-Man; more importantly, the whole incident cannot be measured by simple common sense. Now the game between Anson and Sony Columbia has changed beyond recognition.

A small gap appeared quietly.

Interest is the best catalyst.

Silently, agents, producers and actors stopped watching the show in silence and, like sharks, keenly sensed the bloody scent and took action quietly.

A storm is brewing.

However, Michael doesn't have time to pay attention to what's going on in the Hollywood industry. He must take control of the situation before things fall apart further.

Otherwise, even without Amy's help, he would not be able to explain himself in front of the board of directors.

So, how should Michael respond?
(End of this chapter)