Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

"No." I refused without thinking.

The pattering raindrops hit the floor-to-ceiling glass, and there were very few pedestrians on the hazy street in the evening.

The woman in front of her was wearing a black leather jacket with bright red lips.

She is my good friend, Marina.

"Don't refuse in such a hurry, little Francisco," she smiled and put down her coffee cup. "You should think about it again. Many people are vying for this role."

I looked at the folder in my hand, which had "Alexander the Great" printed on it.

Alexander the Great, this is a mythical warrior.

He was the emperor of the Macedonian Empire before BC. In the melee era of ancient Greece similar to the Spring and Autumn and the Warring States, he relied on his outstanding military and leadership skills to keep Greece in order.He also took the opportunity to flatten Egypt and Persia, get involved in the three continents of Europe, Asia and Africa, and hit India all the way.He was ambitious and made great achievements in battle. If he hadn't died a little early, the world would have been unified long ago.

I was a little puzzled: "Why did you find me? I'm not a movie actor, but a dancer."

I love to dance and currently work for the Royal Ballet.There are very few people dancing these days, and the dancing men are even more like national treasures.From flamenco to ballet, from Spain to England, my dance career has been a smooth road.

"I recommend you just because you are a dancer." She said, "This character is only three sentences in the film. The highlight is not the dialogue, but a dance."

"And dancing?" I was even more surprised, "Are you going to shoot the High School Musical version of "Alexander the Great"?"

Malena almost spit out a sip of coffee: "Pig head! This is official history, do you understand? Very serious official history! In this film, there are only two close-ups of dancing, which are used to emphasize two characters! One is Alexander the Great. My wife, and the other is his male favorite, Bagoss, who is the role I want to recommend you to play."

I felt awkward for a while, male pet, this word sounds really despicable.

"Little Francisco, look at yourself, with your slender eyes, dark pupils, curly black hair, and honey-colored skin, you are the most ideal Bagos. I have no reason to abandon the most perfect one. And to choose someone else?" Malena complimented disgustingly.

"Miss, should I thank you for complimenting that I look like a male favorite?" I said with a slumped face, "No, I won't act, my mother will die of anger."

I am of mixed race, my father is Spanish and my mother is Chinese.Although my mother is very lively, she is a very traditional oriental woman.If she accidentally found out that I was playing a man's sexual partner, or a full-time one, I can imagine her chasing me all the way to London with a kitchen knife in my hands.

Of course, if she accidentally finds out that her son, I am an out-and-out comrade... This human tragedy is really chilling.

Malena persuaded me for a long time but nothing worked, so she had no choice but to say "If you change your mind, please contact me as soon as possible", and then left in a hurry.

Leaving the café a little earlier than I usually do when I get home from the theater.

As soon as I opened the door, I felt something was wrong.As soon as I turned on the light, I finally understood.

Clothes, men's and women's, were scattered from the doorway to the bedroom with the door wide open.

I stared at the bedroom for a long time, and finally determined that the adulterer inside was my boyfriend, Comrade John.

It's really a turn of events. A few days ago, a friend who was still joking about being dumped by someone came to me and complained. Today, the green hat is firmly on his forehead.

"Little...Francisco?" After a long silence, his slightly embarrassed voice came from the room.

I froze for a few seconds, turned around without saying a word, ran to the next bedroom and quickly dragged out a suitcase, and threw a few necessary clothes and documents into it.

The arm was suddenly grabbed, and that hand still carried my and his couple rings.I saw the pain in my eyes, so I shook off his hand and said in a low voice, "Get out."

"Little Francisco," John murmured tiredly, "I love you, I really love you."

A woman's sneer suddenly came from outside the door: "Come on John, little Francesco is as beautiful as a goblin, but he is not a man with handles. What's the use of raising him? When we went to see your mother last time, she Didn’t you still call little Francisco a ‘little bitch’? You have to hang out with him again, be careful that your pocket money will be stopped by your mother!”

I'm angry, he is raising me?John lives in my apartment, drives my car, eats my cooking, wears my clothes, and even ordered his couple rings!I was really struck by lightning at the time to be with him!

I shook my head, closed the suitcase hard, threw it into his arms, and said calmly, "Take your woman and your luggage, and get out of here."

John was about to cry, his green eyes were full of sadness: "Francisco, I really love you, really, really."

I said deadpan, "Is that how you love me? Fucking another woman in my apartment?"

"Francisco, I can't help it," John hugged my waist tightly, his voice became trembling, "Mom wants me to have a baby and explain to the family...I want a baby."

I turned my back and said, "Very well, then I wish you a baby soon. But now, get out of here."

"My little Francesco."

I heard him sigh deeply, and quickly disappeared into the apartment without a trace.

The relationship of three years fell apart like this.Broken like ashes.

I squatted down slowly, hugged my head, and really wanted to cry, but no sound came out of my throat.

In the next room there are still traces of the love between the dog and man.I slammed the door and threw myself onto the bed.

The night was suddenly eerily quiet.

I rubbed my eyes and fumbled for my phone: "Marlena, tell me the audition time."

On the afternoon of the second day, I found the audition site according to the address Marlena gave me.

The hall was already crowded with people, so I found a seat in the corridor and sat down, and began to read the materials Marlena gave me.

After looking through it, I found out that "Alexander the Great" was actually Oliver's work!Known as a genius director, Oliver has won two Academy Awards for Best Director and one Academy Award for Best Adapted Screenplay. He is one of the hottest directors in Hollywood.

His works are "definite and independent in style, real and ethereal coexisting".

What a sweetie, I've memorized such literary sentences, I'm the number one fan of Uncle Oliver!

"Francisco!" Malena's voice suddenly rang in her ears, and she urged, "Come in, come in!"

I quickly got up, followed her and said, "What's going on? Didn't it say 3pm? It's only 2:[-] now."

Marlena put her index finger on her mouth and whispered: "Don't mention it, the assistant director pretended to get the actors who were interviewed from somewhere, and I was laughing like crazy. Oliver kicked away angrily and kept showing off that he could clean the plate. The acrobats on his head for more than 3 hours, the hip-hop dancers who tap danced and rapped, the white actors who kept promising him that they could paint their skin brown, are on the verge of breaking out now!"

"Let me go when it explodes? You promise he won't kick me out too?"

"How is it possible?" Malena smiled proudly, "You are my trump card."

When I walked into the audition room, the middle-aged man wearing a pair of glasses didn't look up, he just looked at the information in his hand.On his gentle face, there was a look of lingering anger,

"Hello." I couldn't help reminding him.

He looked up listlessly, looked at me, his eyes gradually lit up: "Your name is Francisco?"

I smiled and nodded: "Yes, Director Oliver."

Oliver raised his chin with great interest, and looked me up and down again: "Half-race?"

"My father is Spanish and my mother is Chinese."

"Very good," Oliver put down his resume, leaned back in his chair simply, and said a few words, "Seduce me."

My first thought was to ask the director if his head was squeezed by the door.But I was stunned for a while, and immediately remembered that I was applying for a male favorite.

I smiled wryly. This was John's favorite flirtation, but I never gave him what he wanted.Probably because my skin is too thin...

My eyelids twitched, fuck you X's skin is too thin!

I took off my coat neatly, threw it on the ground, raised my legs, and stepped on the desk in front of Oliver.

The man in front of him couldn't help but startled.

I twisted my waist, lowered my head slightly, and looked directly at him through my messy curly hair.Even though Uncle Oliver is a little grizzled, a little bald, and looks a little like Santa Claus, I still insist on imagining him as my ideal lover.

Yes, I am dancing.

I raised my eyebrows and caressed him with my eyes, teasing him.I am also a man, thanks to this, let me know how to stir up the most primitive beast in a man's heart.

I slowly lift my leg up, up, and down in a circle.From time to time, he grabbed the desk and leaned forward, and when he was about to touch his lips, he brushed gently with his breath, and when he was distracted, he pushed back to the farthest door without a trace.

After 2 minutes, Oliver couldn't help standing up, and couldn't wait to reach out to me.

"Francisco," he said in an unnaturally husky voice, "it's just you."

It is said that if love does not go well these days, career will rise. When I heard this sentence, my heart shrouded in dark clouds immediately shone with sunshine.