The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 413: Reality
God.

Phew, God God God.

Connor tried his best to control himself, but his fingertips still trembled uncontrollably. He quickly closed his palms into fists to hide his nervousness.

Obviously, it's not easy.

He looked up at the single-family villa in front of him, and then looked around at the palm trees. The golden California sunshine lazily shone on the skin, making it slightly hot.

Only then did he feel a little more real. He had really come to Los Angeles. The bustling traffic and crowded crowds from Kansas City to Los Angeles really made him a little uncomfortable. The memory of living in New York became vivid again, and he couldn't help but He took another deep breath before taking steps.

knock knock.

Connor knocked on the door and looked down at his simple T-shirt. He couldn't help but feel a little awkward, worried that it would be too rude for him to visit like this.

But would a shirt and suit be too formal?
"Oh, Connor, finally! It's just you."

The person who opened the door was Lily Watkins, which made Connor feel a little dazed. He couldn't help but look over Lily's shoulder and peek inside.

Lily noticed, "I still can't believe that Anson is actually an actor; similarly, I still can't believe that we really came to Los Angeles."

Connor looked away and looked at Lily, showing a reserved smile, "Everything happened so fast, I still don't have a sense of reality."

The amount of information is so rich that Connor doesn’t even know where to start with excitement, sigh, and joy.

Lily understood, she raised her hands and showed them in front of Connor——

The fingertips were trembling uncontrollably.

Lily lowered her voice and said, "My knees are shaking too, and I can barely stand upright."

Connor quickly lowered his voice and said, "It doesn't matter if I just come to the door like this, right?"

Connor noticed that Lily was wearing a little black dress and had her hair styled, and she looked serious.

Lily pulled up the hem of her skirt sheepishly, "This is my best outfit, a wedding-specific performance outfit. Now I'm starting to wonder if I'm too grand..."

But before he finished speaking, a figure came out of the kitchen, holding a tea tray in his hand. He noticed the excitement at the door at a glance.

"Hey Connor, welcome, come in."

"I'm sorry, as the host, I didn't greet you personally, but I'm trying my best to express my enthusiasm as the host. I'm not sure if you like it."

"Tea?"

Only then did Connor see Anson.

Wearing a white T-shirt with jeans, a clean and refreshing outfit, and barefoot, the whole person looks simple and casual, but his gestures naturally reveal a sense of chicness, which attracts the eyes and follows him. As soon as he appears, the whole hall seems to light up.

Miles, who was sitting reservedly on the sofa, quickly stood up and prepared to help. But Anson still insisted on putting the tea tray down.

Connor now understood what Lily meant. He looked down at his T-shirt and felt a little relieved, "Tea? Of course, no problem."

Anson was indeed prepared to act as a qualified host, but obviously, this was not easy. In the end, Connor took over and completed the tea making work.

Anson raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "I condemn the tools. I prepared a set of traditional Chinese tea art, but obviously without the matching tools, it was very difficult for me."

It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

Seeing the calm look on Anson's face, Connor couldn't hold back and raised the corners of his mouth.

Anson also showed a smile, "Finally relaxed a little, otherwise, the atmosphere just now was like Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf living in the same room." Connor realized that in the past six months, he had unknowingly smoothed the edges. , became cautious and timid, and it was only then that he regained his former high spirits, "I'm sorry, I never came back to my senses, I can't believe you are an actor."

"I mean, your home is... very clean."

Anson laughed happily, "Actors are all narcissistic, so their homes should be filled with photos and posters of themselves, right? You should take a look at James Franco's room - my roommate, he fits your profile All stereotypes.”

Lily bumped Connor's knee with her knee, "Didn't you notice when you came from the airport? There were posters of Anson all over the streets."

Connor:?
"Spider-Man" has fully entered the early stage of publicity. Posters are everywhere, and Anson's close-up photos can be seen in the streets and alleys.

This time, the level was completely different, allowing Anson to really experience it. Every aspect of a large production worth more than 100 million US dollars showed different scales.

Now Anson needs to start wearing a baseball cap when he goes out.

Last time, he helped a woman put groceries in the trunk of a supermarket parking lot, and the woman said he looked familiar. When he turned around, he saw a giant "Spider-Man" poster lying across the building on the opposite side of the street. At different depths of field, the two faces overlap.

So much so that Anson himself was shocked.

In order to avoid similar accidents from happening again, Anson now also carries a baseball cap and sunglasses with him. Rather than worrying about being recognized and affecting his actions, it is better to break the fourth wall and watch the face in the poster appear before his eyes. It is really a bit like a horror movie. Sense, he'd better stop being scary.

Miles also noticed, "'Spider-Man', right? I can't believe it, we're actually talking to Spider-Man."

Anson spread his hands and showed his wrists to everyone to prove his innocence, "Hey, I wasn't bitten by a mutant spider."

Haha.

There was a roar of laughter.

After the joke was over, Anson brought his thoughts back to reality, "Let's get back to the point. The 'Tonight Show' has sent an invitation. I want to ask your opinion. Are you willing to accept the invitation?"

Lily was the first one to be unable to hold back, "Of course. Of course I am willing. How can I refuse?"

After saying that, Lily found that the only voice was her own, slightly embarrassed, "right, Miles? Connor?"

Anson came to the rescue and raised his hand to signal that Miles and Connor did not need to speak in a hurry, "I mean, you have also seen that my movie is about to be released, which is also a new experience for me."

"I'm not sure how the show is going to go, and I'm not sure how the Jay Leno interview is going to go. Maybe it's just a stunt that they put the band on, and then the focus might shift to me."

"I don't think it's fair..."

Myers interrupted Anson, "It wasn't fair from the beginning. You wrote that song, we were just the accompanists, and now you're getting a spot on 'The Tonight Show' because of that performance, and the spotlight is on you." , isn’t this a matter of course?”

"As for whether it's music or a movie, I don't think it makes a difference because the focus is on you."

Anson doesn’t think so——

A band is different from an actor. An actor is an individual and relies more on his own abilities; a band is a whole and is incomplete without any one part. Maybe people’s attention is often on the lead singer, but Anson always believes that there is no one else. The band ceases to be a band.

What's more, Anson was an intruder during the original street performance. He was an outsider and a stranger. He should not steal the band's light.

But at this time, looking at the three people in front of him, the words still stopped.

Anson lightly shrugged, "Of course I don't mind. You know, actors want the spotlight all over the world to focus on them."

Haha, bursts of laughter.

(End of this chapter)