The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 44 Ready
"Anson Wood".

The entire IMBD actor information page only has a solitary name and nothing else. The page is as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

However, as Gloria stared at this page, she felt an uncontrollable excitement and excitement.

Perhaps the only regret is that there are no photos, not a single photo, just like Ruth in "Titanic", there are no photos of Jack.

Now, Gloria is counting on the crew of "Friends". They always insist on releasing some official filming stills. There are not many filmings on weekdays, but when guests appear on the stage, the crew will be more diligent. Gloria has both hands We put our hands together and look forward to it silently. The crew was extremely diligent this time.

"what!"

Thoughts were surging in my mind, and even though nothing had happened yet, the more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

"Ahhh!"

Gloria couldn't hold back, she opened her arms to stretch, and then screamed.

result.

——"Gloria!"

The voice of scolding immediately came from downstairs. Gloria stuck out her tongue, retracted her waist that had not fully stretched, and let out a long breath.

Full of motivation!
Gloria knew that if she didn't want to miss the opportunity to get close to Anson next time, she had to study hard now, create conditions in advance, and strive for opportunities through her own efforts, or even create opportunities.

study hard, improve every day.

Oh yeah!
Anson.

Repeated in a murmur.

Anson Wood.

She couldn't help but repeat it again, and then her mood couldn't help but rise. Gloria gained energy and was ready to start studying with high morale.

……

"Anson..."

"Anson!"

Chris Evans was equally excited. He yelled Anson's name, jumped up in three steps, spread his arms, glided and sprinted all the way, and flew with his arms outstretched in the corridor decorated with ivory white and blue and white tiles.

Then, he jumped high and patted the door panel in front of him heavily.

"Today, today, today is the day."

"Anson?"

"Hello, Anson!"

"Anson Wood, today is Thursday. You shouldn't forget what day Thursday is, right?"

"'Friends'! Tonight is the day when the twenty-first episode of 'Friends' is aired, which is also the day when the first work of your career is aired."

“Rounding it up, it’s the premiere.”

"Anson, party, we should party."

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The historic carved brown wooden door in front of him was almost torn down, but Chris didn't notice it at all. He simply beat the wooden board quickly like an African drum, and a wave of drum beats started playing on the spot.

only……

Mess.

As soon as you hear it, you can tell that Chris doesn’t have any musical talent.

The crackling drum sound was just noise, without any rhythm at all, just a clanging sound.

Then - babbling.

The door to the room finally opened. Anson was holding a chicken coop on his head. Each of his slightly curly hair seemed to have its own thoughts and was trying to make its own voice. His eyes were sleepy, slightly swollen, and he could hardly open his eyes. The haggard hair It looks like the Frankenstein who created Frankenstein.

At this point, the background music should be paired with gothic rock.

Anson kept his eyes closed and said in a hoarse voice, "Chris."

Chris, "Huh?"

Anson felt as if he had been wandering in the desert for two weeks and his throat was short of water. "You should remember that we drank until three in the morning in the name of starting the broadcast last night, right?"

Wait, it’s still four in the morning?
Chris showed a pair of neat and white teeth, like a dental advertisement, "Last night was last night, tonight is tonight, how can it be the same?"

Although it is said that the energy of an eighteen-year-old is inexhaustible, Chris is still crazy to do this.

time flies.

It seems like it was yesterday that I participated in the filming for the first time, but in fact, ten days just slipped through my fingers, and as soon as I closed my eyes and opened them, it was already Thursday.

The filming of "The Fugitive" has not started yet. The series has been scheduled to be broadcast in October. It is still in the early preparation stage, and even the cast and filming team are still being selected.

Therefore, although Chris has signed a contract, he is still unemployed; and there is no need to read the script. Apart from continuing to audition everywhere, he has nowhere to vent his energy.

On the other hand, Anson is not like that.

After last Monday, he went to Burbank again this Monday to join the "Friends" cast for the second consecutive week as a guest star in the role of Paul.

In just ten days, with a series of activities such as fittings, rehearsals, practices, shootings, parties, etc., the small days were extremely fulfilling and passed by in a flash.

For friends, Anson’s experience is a positive signal. Not only did he appear in "Friends", but he also won the opportunity to shoot two consecutive episodes, which cleared away the dullness and depression of the recent period, cleared the clouds, and proved that Hollywood can be seen through personal experience. Dreams are real too.

This also lit up hope for Chris.

When Anson's appearance in the series was about to be aired, Chris was unusually excited, doubling Anson's expectations for him.

Moreover, "Freaks and Nerds" has been cut in half, and "The Hole" has only a handful of daily attendances. The atmosphere is always depressing, as if it has been forgotten by Hollywood. Although James and Seth have always remained optimistic, those who have not said it are The bad mood still spread quietly.

They desperately need a party, and they also desperately need Anson's good news to give them a shot in the arm, otherwise they may really not be able to hold on.

No, Chris became agitated.

Anson feels that he is slightly different from ordinary people. Others have an old body and a young mind, so that the body cannot keep up with the needs of the mentality. But he has a young body and an old heart, but the mentality cannot keep up.

Looking at Chris bouncing in front of him through the slits of his eyes, Anson thought:
Maybe he can try harder?
"Oh yeah!"

Anson waved his arm, but as soon as he raised it, it immediately collapsed like a soft noodle. As he spoke, his temple began to throb, strongly reminding the person concerned that perhaps the brain had no memory and could not remember last night at all. What happened, but last night was real.

"So, what preparations have you made for tonight?"

Anson tried to cooperate actively.

Chris immediately became excited, "Ah, tonight!" The words were almost on his lips, but he suddenly stopped and raised his chin triumphantly, "Surprise, tonight is a surprise."

"Brother, believe me, you will definitely be surprised tonight, haha."

Thinking of tonight's surprise and thinking about Anson's expression, Chris couldn't control himself, and the smile gradually rose at the corners of his mouth and fully bloomed.

Anson was not in a hurry, opened his eyes slightly, scanned Chris's expression, and said casually, "It can't be Hayden and Brad. They appeared as mysterious guests. They were nominally here to celebrate, but they just came to drink up." All the alcohol and then getting drunk together in the lobby is a cliché scene, right?”

Chris:…

The smile slowly stiffened at the corner of his mouth, and he blinked his eyes. He was so panicked that he didn't know how to respond for a moment, and his expression completely collapsed.

Anson couldn't help but smile, but didn't say much, "You can make a list now of what food to prepare for the party. By the way, ask James. I'll treat you tonight."

The door panel slowly closed in front of my eyes.

(End of this chapter)