The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 93 Emergency call out

When Andrew O'Connell called Anson, Anson was skateboarding, his phone stuffed in his pants pocket, and he didn't notice the vibration at all.

In my previous life, due to my weak body when I was a child, my health had always been mediocre, so I developed the habit of daily exercise. Although I was not very good at it, I would try any sport.

Unfortunately, there was less and less time.

Only after you really start working do you realize how tiring life is.

It’s not that there is no time at all, there is always some squeezing; but the problem is that after finally squeezing out some time, all I want to do is lie still.

Slowly, slowly, the habits I had developed in the past disappeared, and all those hobbies were dusted in the corner, never to be thought of again.

As a result, life has evolved into work, work, work, and even when taking a break, I cannot feel the release of pressure. I am tightly tied up, breathless, and it seems that I can’t find any meaning in anything.

After getting a second chance in life, Anson thought that maybe he should pick up the habits he had forgotten before. Even if it was not for health, he should try his best to do what he wanted to do and live up to his time.

After all, all the time now is "stolen".

Skateboarding has really been a long time coming, and the joy that he had forgotten was easily awakened, and a kind of freedom, as if he could spread his wings and fly through his body as long as he pushed harder.

After a while, I was sweating profusely, and my whole body felt like I had been fished out of the water.

When I was tired, I sat on the floor, poured a bottle of mineral water into my stomach, and let out a long breath. Although I was tired, I felt very happy.

A smile comes naturally to the corners of your mouth.

The friends I just met through skateboarding came over to say hello. Obviously they were a little far removed from the glitz and glamor of Hollywood, and they didn't recognize Anson in front of them at all, but this kind of relationship was simpler and more pure.

"We are going to Venice Beach. There is an abandoned residential building there that is perfect for skateboarding. What do you think? Do you want to come with us?"

Anson waved his hand and said, "I have already discharged my power today. I will try again next time."

The friends looked at Anson who was slumped on the ground and laughed, "Take your time, take your time, don't worry, no one here will laugh at you."

The words said this, but the laughter was unbridled.

No malice, though.

Anson could hear it, so he spread his hands and simply lay down on the ground, as if he was lying flat and ready to be laughed at. This made the friends laugh even more happily, but one or two of them stepped forward to high-five Anson before leaving. .

The original owner of this skin actually had good motor skills, good balance, reaction, agility and explosiveness, etc. However, before Anson traveled over, he probably didn't like sports and lacked exercise, so his physical fitness bottomed out immediately.

Today, the body has definitely been discharged.

If he wants to continue to work in Hollywood, Anson feels that he needs to exercise. He doesn't need to be as strong as Arnold Schwarzenegger or Dwayne Johnson, but if he exercises his body lines and increases his agility, he can open up the world. Possibilities of roles.

Buzz. Buzz buzz.

The phone in his pants pocket vibrated again. Only then did Anson notice the existence of the phone. He took it out and took a look. There were two missed calls.

Some surprises.

He pressed the answer button and before he could speak, Andrew's voice came from the other end of the phone and took a long breath, "Jesus Christ, you finally answered the phone. Where did this strong man go?"

Anson was still lying on the ground sunbathing, "Wait, who are you?"

Andrew:…

The smile on Anson's lips rose, "Haha, sorry, it was just a joke. Andrew, I thought the Screen Actors Guild was not responsible for actors' other work. If you call me now, wouldn't you be planning to treat me to a drink?"

Andrew spoke calmly, "Let me tell you, I am showing my fingers here, the one in the middle."

"Haha." Anson laughed directly. Andrew did not continue to talk nonsense with Anson, "I just finished my work. To be honest, I have left a message on your mobile phone and I have completed my work. Whether you answer the phone or not is none of my business, but..."

Anson, "But?"

Andrew rolled his eyes, "I know how cruel and bloody Hollywood can be. For newcomers, every opportunity is precious, and I don't want you to miss it."

A pause.

Andrew added, "It's also because the casting director has been urging me, God, I really don't know what they are anxious about. But since they are so anxious, it means that it is a good thing for you."

Anson stopped joking, "Thank you."

As Andrew said, he had done his job and there was no need to keep track. After all, he was not Anson's agent, just a member of the Screen Actors Guild; but aside from that, he did it anyway.

Andrew paused for a moment and did not respond. Instead, he changed the topic and got down to business, "Marcia Rose, the casting director, doesn't know what the project is at the moment, but she hopes you can come to Burbank."

Anson sat up straight again, and the first thought that came to his mind was:
Could it be Darren's arrangement?

At the end of the last phone call, Darren left a suspense that has never been revealed.

At first, Anson thought it was something related to the "GQ" magazine; but there was too little information about what exactly happened, and Anson could not figure out the reason.

And now?
Although no agent has been confirmed yet, an audition opportunity has arisen?
Of course, there is no shortage of audition opportunities in Hollywood, including James Franco and Chris Evans, who have audition opportunities every now and then.

Some are found by agents, some are found by themselves at the Screen Actors Guild, and some audition directors take the initiative to contact them after watching their works.

Opportunities are everywhere, which is why actors generally come to Los Angeles—or New York, where big cities have endless possibilities.

But so far, Anson has only worked on "Friends". If an audition opportunity comes, it's more likely to come from Darren.

So, is this Darren’s surprise?
"Burbank, where?" Anson asked.

Andrew, "Disney."

An accident and a surprise.

Without waiting for Anson to answer, Andrew continued to add, "She wants you to go to Burbank immediately. Immediately, that is, right now."

Anson looked down at his sweaty appearance, "Are you so anxious?"

Andrew also didn’t understand that unless there was an unexpected situation on the set that required an actor to come to the rescue, there was really no need to be so anxious about the audition.

Moreover, this is Los Angeles, not New York, and the overall pace is relatively slow. It is just an audition, and you can make an appointment at another time.

As it turned out, Marcia had called him four times.

Andrew is still very experienced. He has a guess, "Maybe not only the audition director is auditioning, but the director or producer is also on site. They may stay in the city for a day or two. The only time they can audition is this afternoon."

"but."

"This is just a guess on my part. Only they know what the specific situation is."

The words were originally thought to be over, but then, Andrew added another sentence.

"Marcia said it was a major role. A movie, a feature."

Oh, then there's no reason to miss it.

　The fourth update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)