[Rebirth] King of Theater

Al always had a hard time saying a blunt no to actors who were full of hopes and expectations.

It's not that he is too virginal and soft-hearted, but that his experience of yearning to climb from the bottom a little bit in his previous life made him understand and sympathize with these actors.Therefore, he clearly knows that for some low-level actors who have been unable to see hope for many years, an ordinary rejection may be the last straw that overwhelms the camel, making them completely lose their reputation in this industry. The courage to keep going.

Therefore, he always wanted to make this process of rejection less cruel and hopeless—patiently communicating with them, watching their performances carefully, listening to their singing, and then giving some useful suggestions as much as possible, and saying a reasonable and Reasons for refusal that are both tactful and encouraging.

He's been doing that all along, and he's never had a problem.

But when the rumors spread and more than 100 actors appeared, trying to compete for the role, this kind of overly gentle performance made it several times more difficult to cast "The Man Who Laughs".

As a result, there are so many actors, and if they are slowly rejected one by one as in the past, the selection time will undoubtedly be infinitely prolonged;

Secondly, not all actors will choose to give up immediately after being rejected, especially under the temptation of rumors of "super big production, entering Broadway", there are always some actors who are not reconciled, and at this time, the casting judges gave The gentle attitude they show just gives them a wrong hint, making them think that as long as they continue to persevere, they still have a chance...

As a result, the Sylvie Theater, which was temporarily used for casting, was a busy scene for several days in a row. The actors came and went, and came and went. There was a sea of ​​people, shoulder to shoulder, so that the staff in the theater passed by here every day. When you are in the crowd, you have to do your best to squeeze through the crowd smoothly.

This is so exaggerated!

Director Costa endured it all morning and couldn't take it anymore: "Ah, for God's sake, Al, I hope you don't meddle in casting. Don't get me wrong, dear, I mean, for some Actors who can't sing well before peeing (Al: "Damn, you're so mean and cruel when you talk like that.") No need to give too much patience... What? Mean? Cruel? Giving hope to people without talent is cruel, Dreams can’t be eaten, maybe they will live better after leaving this industry. In short, we will be responsible for selecting a few candidates for each role, and you can be the final decision maker. How about it, my dear ? But before the selection, I sincerely ask you not to interfere."

The newly appointed producer Mr. Andrews also chose to stand on the side of the director.

He was not as emotionally excited as Director Costa, but he also said some tactful, polite, and well-bred words: "Dear Al, things are just as Costa said, and we all hope that you can focus on More important aspects, such as the perfection of the script... As for the troublesome things like casting, let the two of us do it for you!"

Al was very helpless, and knew that his actions had slowed down the progress of the crew.

But let him put on a tough, absolute attitude, and say 'no' to those actors who 'work hard to show themselves for others to choose' without doubt, but still feel embarrassed.At this time, he was actually relieved when he heard the two people say that, and they were willing to take over the job. He didn't feel offended or seized power at all. He intends to leave the two of them behind and choose to 'leave work early'.

In order not to be surrounded by actors waiting for interviews...

Al went out quietly through the back door, but after only a few steps, he was stopped by a familiar voice, and at the same time, a hand was still on his shoulder.He hurriedly turned his head to look, but it turned out that Luke ran over.

"Why did you just come and leave?" Luke naturally put his arms on his shoulders and said, "I wanted to come and see you this morning, but I just saw that you were busy picking actors..."

"Don't mention it." When Al saw Luke, a smile appeared on his face, and he did not shy away from explaining his wrong actions in casting, and by the way, expressed his dislike of being jointly disliked by the director and producer Xiao Depressed: "...I know, it's not good to do this. Damn it, Luke, have you noticed how the actors accept the selection?"

Luke shook his head.

As Al continued to walk out, he continued: "Standing alone on the empty, dark stage, there is no music, no set, and occasionally there are people who help set up the show. The judges pick their own body shape and appearance... day after day, year after year, it really takes courage and an extremely strong will to persevere, and I don't want to be too harsh on them."

"It's their chosen career," Luke said dismissively.

"Yeah, that's right," Al admitted, but then added, "But I always try to be nice to them, you know, and I don't like knocking people's self-confidence down."

"I understand, you are a saint, always considerate of others."

"Are you here for a beating? Nonsense!"

The two looked at each other, laughed at the same time, and walked out together side by side.

Then, Al casually asked about the theater's recent operating conditions, and Luke answered them one by one.

"Brothers, you did a great job." Al heard this and praised happily.

"Under your tutelage..." Luke said.

Al immediately smiled, and made a 'stop' gesture, and said in a friendly tone: "It was a long time ago, and now I'm not thinking about it, I'm not a good boss. The operation of the theater, I can't live without you."

"But without you, there would be no me." When Luke spoke, he considered his words carefully, recalled some words discussed with Best before, and tried to turn the topic to emotional issues: "Al, do you know? I... ..."

"No, you will be great without me." Al had already walked to the door of the theater at this time, thinking that his little friend was going to talk about those thank you words again, so he stopped, interrupted the other party, and turned his head to him A bright smile: "Do you have to be so alien to me? You know, Luke, I have always regarded you as my brother."

Brother?

Luke lowered his eyelids and pursed his lips displeasedly: "But we are not brothers after all."

"Hey, what does that mean?" Al stopped, his green eyes full of confusion.

But out of his trust in Luke, the expression on his face was actually not that panicked. Instead, he plausibly asked a series of questions: "Did I do something wrong? Did I offend you? God, why do you say that? Are you Forget it, we made an alliance with blood! Do you want to go back on your word? Damn it! I won’t agree to it even if I die.”

At this time, Luke met Al Wu's more sincere and innocent eyes, and the confession he wanted earlier was a little hard to say.

Especially when he thought about Al's words, his heart couldn't help being extremely complicated, and he really wanted to go back to the past, and beat to death that idiot who called for blood for an alliance and what kind of brother he was.

"Listen to me, Luke, we have been living together since we were young. Others don't know, but you know that I am actually not that smart. I often ignore the people around me..." Al misunderstood the friend's feelings at this moment. Silently, I began to reflect on my actions during this period of time: "Forgive me, I shouldn't have left all my work to you, and just indulged in writing scripts..."

"I'm not trying to blame you for that, Al," Luke interrupted.

"Ah? Why is that? I really can't think of it." Al frowned in distress.

"I said, we are not brothers."

"God, shut up! Shut up! How can I say this? I'm really going to be sad!" Al yelled half-truthfully.

"Don't say that..." Luke tried to stop him, dumbfounded.

"I don't! I take you as my best brother, but now you say I'm not." Al stared at his green eyes and yelled accusingly: "God, we have been friends for more than ten years! Damn, you now It has already broken my heart, if I don't say that, do I still want to kiss you passionately?"

"That's enough, Al!" Luke yelled helplessly, "Listen to me first."

"All ears," Al said angrily.

"I..." Luke stammered.

He clenched his fists tightly, his palms were slightly sweating, he thought over and over again the confession he had prepared before, and planned to say it in one breath: "I, I..."

"Al!"

At this time, a voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two.

Al Xunsheng looked up and saw Randy standing not far away, smiling and waving at him. Presumably, he came here specially to find him to go home. A trace of warmth inevitably rose in his heart, and he immediately raised his hand. happily responded.

"You and this ... uh, are you familiar with the golden retriever?"

The moment Luke saw Randy, his expression turned ugly.

But out of some kind of ambivalence, I couldn't help but ask such a question knowingly.

But in fact, he didn't know what kind of answer he wanted to hear, because "if the answer is not familiar, it is cheating; but if the answer is familiar, no matter how you think about it, you will feel sad and unwilling."

"Uh, I'm very familiar." Al's attitude has always been that he never deliberately advertises his relationship with a man, but once he encounters it, he will not choose to avoid it.So, although there was already a bit of embarrassment on his face, he decided to confess honestly: "Oh, I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but you don't seem to like Randy very much, and I'm afraid you won't accept it... ..."

While watching Randy walking towards him with a smile, he introduced half-uneasy and half-seriously: "This is my boyfriend."