[American Entertainment] Born to be passionate

After Christmas, Edmondo arranged for an audition. He put Edward Furlong at the bottom. Of course, he would not reject an actor because of personal grievances. He could give an opportunity. Another story.

"I still haven't been able to find a suitable actor, I'm really sorry for you." Rui Fan said without any apology, he sat on Edmondo's bed with one leg bent and ate a box of chocolate bars, these little Snacks effectively suppressed his desire to do bad things ||, "From the moment you rejected me and Keanu, you should have expected today's situation, both."

"In fact, I've already found one. Even if you successfully quit, it's useless. By the way—don't eat on my bed, I hate crumbs." Edmondo said, taking off his sweater, intending to accept the enemy in his previous life. Take a shower before your audition.

Rui Fan was still sitting on the bed, and stared at him with interest, "When are you leaving?" He asked with a little deep meaning, "There should be enough time—"

"No, don't even think about it." Edmundo didn't even give him a look, "When I want it, you cooperate obediently, but when I need work, you take care of your little thing It's—wait, I didn't realize it just now, why are you in my room again, Keanu?"

"His agent looked for him, and that guy found him a bunch of scripts, and the filming will start this summer at the earliest." Rui Fan shrugged and said, "And you have to take back your words, call it everyone when you're happy Dude, call it a little thing if you are not happy, you can't do that."

Edmundo made the final preparations for taking a bath, he gave Rui Fan a smirk and two middle fingers.

"You mean I let it be offended, come on, I don't hear anyone complaining, if that's the case, you've got to let it speak for itself."

Then the white figure disappeared behind the door, and then there was the sound of splashing water inside.

"Okay——" Rui Fan repeated Edmundo's last sentence several times, stood up, stretched his shoulders, and walked to the bathroom, "Let it speak for itself, as if no one could do it. "

So Edmondo's travel plan after 20 minutes was in vain.

……

At the same time, on the other side, Edward Furlong came to the audition location according to the requirements on the email.

His agent, Jacqueline, has been trying to prevent him from auditioning for the film, on the grounds that the director's private life is indiscreet|points, and it is likely to hurt him.

But Fran didn't think so.

He likes Edmundo Moreira's movie style very much. He watched his "Where I Was Born and Raised" many times. Bad for them.From the moment he watched that movie, he had a strong desire to know the director of this movie.

He wants to work with Edmundo, even once.

So he pretended to be an agent to win an audition for himself.

But not long ago, there was a rumor in Hollywood that "Edmondo will unspoken rules for beautiful actors". On the face of it, this all looks like a danger signal.

To be honest, he has gone through big and small auditions. Among them, there are not a few directors and producers who want to take him to the sofa, and among these people, there are also guys who are capable of making good movies .

So who is to say that Edmundo Moreira is not that kind of person.

Edward Furlong came to the office door of the white-haired director. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the room anxiously and expectantly.

The room was silent and no one answered.

Fran tried to turn the doorknob. The room was not locked. He walked in carefully. As soon as he entered the room, most of his doubts were dispelled.

The audition room is neat and tidy, with a desk, a bookshelf, a TV, a video camera, two chairs, no carpet, no decoration, not even a sofa, and a wheelchair in the corner. His character will be used in the script.

So Fran was relieved, and he took one of the chairs and sat at the door quietly waiting for the director's arrival.

After 20 minutes, Edmondo still did not show up. Edward Furlong looked at the wall clock on the wall, feeling a little impatient and at the same time aroused strong curiosity.

After another 5 minutes, Edmondo was late.

"Sorry, I was entangled by a phoenix in the shower." The white figure passed Fran like a gust of wind. He was wearing a light-colored coat and jeans, the collar was a bit messy, and his face was red. Like running all the way up.

Before Fran retracted his probing eyes, he turned on the camera to record the audition, then pulled out the chair and sat on it lazily, and knocked his slender legs on the table.

"Okay." He took out a booklet from the drawer (it should be an audition booklet or something) and opened it: "Let me think about it, Edward Furlong—"

Edmundo prolonged the ending, glanced at the contents of the booklet casually, and finally closed it in disgust and threw it aside.

"It's been a month since I emailed you and I think you already know your character, so let's get straight to the point. Give you 1 minute to play the role of brother to the best of your ability and convince me , the role is yours."

He looked at the wall clock on the wall, waiting quietly for the second hand to point to 12.

"Timing begins."

……

Edmondo's "Entanglement" is a film that exposes the darkness and morbidity of human nature. The protagonists are a pair of brothers. The younger brother needs a wheelchair to travel due to childhood trauma and is weak, while the older brother is his only support.But one day the younger brother suddenly discovered that his older brother was the culprit who caused his injury. He didn't need a wheelchair at all. For many years, his older brother had used drugs to control him, making him dependent on him, so his younger brother fought back.

The original ending was bright. The younger brother defeated the older brother, took back his own freedom, reaped love, and became a truly independent individual.The revised ending is even darker. The younger brother also defeated the elder brother and regained his own freedom, but the elder brother was deliberately designed by him to damage his lower limbs and become the one who really needed a wheelchair.In a cycle of karma, the younger brother became the elder brother in the past. He took his elder brother to participate in various activities, collected people's donations, and became the only support for his elder brother.

The role that Edward Furlong wants to fight for is the younger brother who was controlled by his elder brother, and finally counter-killed and blackened and controlled his elder brother.

He sat on the wheelchair neatly and quickly, and then his temperament instantly became decadent and weak. He chose the most emotional and fragmented part in the whole play: the part where his younger brother found out that he had been cheated.

Actors must show the process of the collapse of trust in a person, and the control of micro-expressions and emotions is very demanding.

There were plenty of people who auditioned for this segment, but Furlong was the best.

【—Tell me, what do you think this is medicine for? 】Fran pushed the wheelchair to Edmondo's desk and asked in horror, he pretended to hold a small bottle in his hand, with the last glimmer of hope in his eyes, 【Please take a closer look, this is really for Paralytics for Pet Therapy? 】

Edmondo helped him play: [I'm not mistaken, boy, this is for pet therapy, muscle relaxant. 】

The hope in Fran's eyes was shattered, leaving only despair. He tremblingly raised his head: [So——what will happen if this medicine is given to people? 】

Edmondo: [It may cause paralysis of the legs, resulting in the effect of pseudo-paralysis of the lower limbs. 】

The boy couldn't bear it any longer. He had a panic attack and pushed the wheelchair backwards. His tinnitus was severe and his movements were uncontrollable. Soon, he sobbed and made a suffocating sound, and finally fell to the ground together with the wheelchair.

The unparalleled performance perfectly presents the brokenness of the younger brother, no more, no less, exactly 1 minute.

Edward Furlong turned back into himself, that young man who was flamboyant and charming.

He calmly got up from the ground, patted his sleeves and looked at Edmondo: "My 1 minute is over, director. What do you think, what needs to be adjusted, and do I need to perform other clips?"

Edmondo didn't answer, he was in a daze.

Different Fran (images) on the two timelines are entangled in his mind. The middle-aged Fran, who was nearly 40 years old, punched Edmondo on the bridge of the nose in the last second, and the less than 20-year-old Fran in the next second Young Fran looked at Edmondo again with his expectant eyes and asked him 'What do you think of me (acting)? '

Edward Furlong: "Director? Director—sir? Is there something wrong with my acting?"

The cold boy's voice sounded, and that's when Edmundo realized that the person in front of him was not the poisonous bug who would scold him or even fight him as soon as he met, but the 17-year-old, beautiful , and Edward Furlong, whom he first met.

And the conflict in his heart was anger for no reason.

The white-haired director, who was lost in memory, was a little dazed and unconsciously ignored Fran's question. He lowered his head slightly and stared at the floor not far away.

This gave Fran a nonchalant and perfunctory feeling.

"Mr. Moreira." Fran frowned and called again, "Is there anything I need to adjust in my performance?"

Edmondo subconsciously looked into Edward Furlong's still clean eyes. Now Furlong is still that pure boy, who hasn't mixed with cronies, hasn't destroyed himself by flying | leaves.

So the white-haired director's eyes became soft and complicated.

He thought, since he could save Rui Fan before he died of a drug overdose, could he also help Fran before he fell.

"You are not targeting my performance, but me. You hate me." Fran didn't know how much trouble he caused in Edmondo's heart, he asked sadly: "Why, I think you should at least tell me reason."

Edmundo ran through his hair irritably.

He doesn't hate him now, what he hates is the fallen him in his previous life.

"It's complicated, but I can tell you, I don't hate you, I like your performance, and you are my favorite so far." Edmondo said, "This has nothing to do with you, it's completely me. The problem."

"...Then you like me?"

"Didn't you hear a word of what I just said? I said it's complicated and has nothing to do with dislike or like."

Edmondo looked at Fran sullenly, but as soon as he saw that dignified young man's face, his annoyance disappeared without a trace, and the annoying image in his previous life was completely suppressed by the image of a young man.

"Okay, okay, I'll explain." He put his legs down and propped his chin and said, "Wait for me to organize my words."

Fran opened his mouth and cast a puzzled look at Edmondo.

"you--"

And at this moment, he was interrupted by the sound of rushing heels at the door, and then the door was opened vigorously.

"Edward Furlong! Come back with me, you can't act in his movie!" The agent lady broke in and screamed, she pointed at Edmondo: "You shameless female cousin, he You're only 17 years old, sleeping with him is going to jail!"

Edmondo blinked.

"what?"