Chapter 1275: Capture the bag on the spot
"...So, who knows what happened? We all waited here like fools for a whole week without moving."
"Without a concept, how can the world of superstars be understood by us mortals."
"Who knows, maybe someone is creating art!"
"Hahaha."
"This isn't the first time. The same thing happened with Spider-Man last time."
"It was different last time, it was an injury..."
"They say they are injured, but who knows the truth? Everyone is wallowing in Hollywood. We should know that the truth you see is the truth they want you to see, but who knows what is going on behind the scenes."
"That's right. Maybe he knew that Sony Colombia was trying to cause trouble for him, so he pretended to be injured and struck first, killing Sony Columbia by surprise."
"Now that the whole of Hollywood is praising him, things seem abnormal. There may be something fishy. It seems like the publicist has spread the word and is preparing to cover up something."
"After living in Hollywood for so long, you should have gained a lot of experience. So the so-called superstars may appear to be gentlemen, polite and glamorous on the surface, but what is going on in private? Do you still have illusions?"
"Yeah, yeah, I guess the legendary super handsome guy is just like Tom Cruise. I really think he is like a child. I bet he is definitely not five feet eight inches (173 cm). The most is five feet six inches (168 centimeters), at most ”
"You mean Anson is just as picky as you in private, right?"
"Hahaha."
"I don't have any fantasies about him. Please don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in men. God, I just hate these self-righteous Hollywood superstars. They are nothing but a skin. I can't stand their stupidity and willfulness."
"You'd better pray. I hope he can calm down after turning on the phone."
"I strongly doubt that he will use artistic creation as an excuse to torment the crew. I guess the director will not object to his people."
Blah blah blah.
You can't stop talking to me. Gossip is like Pandora's box. Once it is opened, it can never be closed again. All the monsters and monsters escape. True, false, and false rumors are flying all over the sky.
The point is that they were not discussing things seriously, they were just complaining and venting. As they talked, the topic had already strayed to outer space.
Even when I was complaining, I didn’t know what I was complaining about at this time.
Cody-Caffey rolled his eyes, and the thick black beard on his lower jaw moved vividly as his mouth opened and closed.
"Anyway, he is a superstar, and countless boys and girls scream for him, and even want to sacrifice themselves directly. They look at him as if he worships a god, and we little shrimps just follow suit."
The gossip continued, but the atmosphere changed slightly without warning.
Several people in front of me were putting out cigarette butts and winking. It looked like they had facial nerve disorders, which was really frustrating.
The bearded Cody who couldn't shut up the conversation was not unaware, but didn't care. Instead, he stared back and complained harshly.
"What, did you see Lucifer?"
"Haha, I won't be fooled. Your eyes are clearly suggesting that Anson is behind you, right? You've watched too many Hollywood movies and TV series. Such pranks don't work, so you might as well save it."
"Let me tell you, even though Anson was here, I was saying this."
"He is a self-centered bastard who doesn't consider our workload at all. We are charged according to the project, not according to the working hours. We are waiting here in a daze. Our income has not increased, but it will affect the follow-up work and possibly the future work." Less than other items.”
"He is a top star, and his millions and tens of millions are just like drinking water and eating. But we have this project but don't know where the next project will be. We need to support our family, okay?"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the more he spoke, the angrier he became.
My lungs are about to explode.
Then, a voice came from behind, "Why don't you submit a complaint in writing? If that guy lets you hang here for a long time." Cody sneered directly, "Are you stupid? If we submit a complaint, we will expose ourselves and then Waiting to be tricked, or worse, losing your job. Anyway, there are countless people in Hollywood waiting for help.”
The voice behind continued, "If this situation really shouldn't have happened, I think you should fight for your rights, and the union will support you; but if the union supports it, this is just a matter of agreement. The crew did not make any mistakes, and the producers do not have to compensate you. The loss is because the work cycle of a film project cannot be 100% certain. Do you know that you are in the wrong and are just talking about it? ”
Cody:…
I was about to retort, but I finally reacted after a moment's delay. My brain stopped and I stared blankly at the faces in front of me that were stiff, evasive, or anxious——
Different shapes, but they don't lie.
Goosebumps spread all over Cody's back.
"He's right back there, right?"
Cody heard his voice trembling, but the people in front of him all looked away to avoid contact, and no one was willing to answer his question.
My heart sank.
Damn it! God! Why did this happen to him?
It was clear that everyone on the set spoke ill of the actors and director, and all the staff were no exception, and had never been caught, but he was caught?
"Haha."
A voice came from behind, "I don't eat people, really. Although I don't know how Hollywood spreads this rumor, I don't eat people, I can swear that."
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There was teasing and joking in his words.
However, Cody couldn't smile and instead fell into despair.
Taking a deep breath, Cody mustered up his courage, gritted his teeth and turned around——
"Hey." A voice greeted from the front.
Only then did Cody realize that he had his eyes closed, with a look of death on his face. He forced himself to open his eyes, and then he saw Anson's face with a warm smile.
"Oh."
Cody wailed, his knees weakened, and he almost sat down.
It's not a big deal to say bad things behind your back, everyone does it in Hollywood.
But if someone catches you for saying bad things behind your back, that would be a real disaster.
In an instant, Cody felt that the world had collapsed. Even though everyone was talking bad about Anson just now, he was probably the only one who was caught on the spot.
He thought that he might not be able to keep this job. No one likes to be arranged behind someone else's back.
despair. pain. torment.
A vivid expression conveyed more information than words. Anson couldn't control the smile on his lips.
"Good morning, what's your name?"
Cody was stunned and wailed.
Anson took a moment to react, "I just asked for your name..."
But obviously, at this moment, Anson asked for the name, as if he was preparing to hold him accountable.
Cody couldn't listen at all, preconceivedly thinking that he had offended Anson, and muttered. His name was already on his lips, but he still didn't have the courage to say it. He felt stupid like washing his neck and sending himself to death.
So, what to do?
Even after going around in different crews, there was still no solution to this situation.
(End of chapter)