[American Entertainment] The road to becoming a god

Gaspar compromised. It is not important to win Leonardo in a fair and honest manner. The addition of Mr. Hodge increased his salary by 20%.

It seemed like overnight Gaspar was back in the days when Terminator 2 came out, and everyone was friendly with him, and they were all trying to smile at him, even if it was obvious that it was only on the surface.

Gaspar couldn't tell if the people were laughing at him because of Hodge or because of him, and some of them would hang around him all day boasting about his acting skills, blowing his brain out with words he hadn't even heard. Dizzy, almost thought they were best friends for many years.

It's too bad he's now enduring disgusted looks from people who mistook Gasper and Hodge for some sort of Hollywood sordid relationship.

Gaspar tried to ignore the looks.

But no matter what other people think, Gaspar's treatment has indeed improved substantially.

He told himself over and over again that it would be nothing if he got Hodge's help, just like a mouse who got fresh bread was still a mouse. His little mouse not only lost the bread, but also missed the chance to become a cat. Feel humiliated.

This humiliation came from Hodge, from the people in the troupe, and from himself.

He didn't want to trade humiliation for money.

He wanted to stand up and make money.

Gaspar thought he should have a good talk with Mr. Hodge, at least he had to be tough, and asked Mr. Hodge to reduce his help. Gasper believed that the benefits would not be affected by reducing investment, and no one would refuse.

"Gasper, Gasper? What are you thinking?" The casting director's words brought Gasper back to his senses.

"I didn't think about anything, just a little thing." Gaspar was sitting next to the director wearing Romeo's costume, which was very charming. This suit was worn by Romeo when he dressed up for the ball in the plot, so it is more modern, and the classic-looking Gaspar Putting it on not only did not violate harmony, but produced a wonderful chemical aura.

His task was to play for the actresses who came to audition for Juliet. Gaspar looked towards the door, and a blond girl walked slowly towards this side. She was the ninth audition today, and she should be the last.When it's over, he's going to make a call to his agent, and he has to settle Michael Hodge's matter today.

"Hello." Gaspar greeted her with a smile, and then he watched the blonde girl's face turn crimson under his gaze, and his voice trembled when he introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Claire Dennis, I'm here today...uh, the role I'm auditioning for is..." The little girl looked dazed, and she kept staring at Gaspar without looking at the director during the introduction. Everyone understood. To be honest, this is not the first time.

"Look here girl," the casting director teased, "Romeo can't make you stay."

Claire quickly withdrew her eyes: "Ah... I'm so sorry!"

"It doesn't matter," Baz Luhrmann smiled, "You can wait as long as you become Juliet."

……

"So Juliet is determined to be Claire." In the afternoon, Gaspar called the agent on the phone number of the venue. Claire was indeed beautiful and pure, in line with Juliet's innocent and yearning image of love, but it was a bit troublesome for Gasper. Because Claire's enthusiasm for him is not decent. "Honestly, Jo, she's clingy."

Joe: "Clingy?"

"Well, after the audition, she came up to me directly, I mean the kind that threw herself on me." Gaspar didn't expect it at all, and there were several people who asked him for his contact information before, but Claire looked so shy , "I don't want to fall in love or gossip now."

"I understand, I understand," Joe tried to suppress the schadenfreude in his words. "Then what do you want me to do? Gasper, you know, I can help you with anything but this."

Gaspar fiddled with the broken hair on his forehead and said, "Of course I didn't ask you to help me with this, I just wanted to share my thoughts with you."

"So I'm a tree hole?"

"That's right." Gaspar pursed his lips and said seriously, "Joe, I want you to contact Mr. Hodge today."

Hearing Hodge's name, Joe suddenly became serious, and he asked worriedly, "What happened?"

"No, it's just that we have to regulate the content of the transaction," Gaspar said. "He has too much control."

"You mean the fact that he gave you the role of Romeo?" Joe's voice was filled with disbelief. "You are too ignorant, Gaspar."

"No, you don't understand, Joe. This role is supposed to be mine. I don't need his help, do you understand?" Gaspar frowned. Even though the staff didn't say anything, Gaspar could still feel it. Now that their attitude towards him is different, "I hope he will stop meddling indiscriminately. His identity should be a hidden trump card in our hands, or a prop for turning the tables at the last moment, not a ticket for cheating from the beginning!"

Joe heard the grievance in Gaspar's words, and he sighed, "Don't worry about Gaspar, I understand, can I just contact Hodge?"

"...Okay." Gaspart paused, "I'm sorry Joe, I shouldn't be angry with you."

"Don't talk about Gaspar, I'm your manager, this is what I should do."

"Okay, let me know when you're done talking to him," Gaspar said. "There's a phone in the room, and the staff will tell you the number."

"Row."

It seems that Joe is still angry, and Gaspar only heard a 'click' in the microphone and then only the busy tone remained.

He sighed, he can't be blamed for this, Hodge's presumptuous claim made him lose the chance to defeat Leonardo and make it known to the world, he has reason to be crazy... well, only this time.

Gaspar put down the phone and was about to go back to the room. When he turned around, he saw Claire not far away. The blond girl changed her look, combing her hair into two braids and putting them on both shoulders. Her face was flushed, and from time to time eyeballed Gaspar.

Oh my gosh, why have I faced this.

"Hey Gaspar," Claire didn't give Gaspar a chance to slip away. This girl is very good at seizing the opportunity, she sent an invitation to Gaspar, "the crew still has to arrange, we have a full day of rest tomorrow .”

"That's nice!" Gaspar said formulaically.

"I'm thinking, we can go for a walk around tomorrow. When I came, I found a very beautiful path." Claire said, "Maybe we can run together in the morning and go after breakfast."

"Uh..." Gaspar tried hard to find a reasonable reason for his refusal.

He failed.

"Okay, tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock." This is the last resort, everyone knows that girls must prepare in advance for dates, and Gaspar hopes that this will make Claire change her mind.

Yet again he failed.

"No problem!" The blond girl smiled brightly, she jumped up and kissed Gaspar on the side of the cheek, and bounced away.

Gaspar didn't know what to say, he finally couldn't help rolling his eyes.

I hope I don't regret it too much tomorrow.

……

The next morning, when it was daylight, the phone rang next to Gaspar's ear, and the sharp ring that he usually didn't feel was particularly harsh at this moment.With a dazed look, Gaspar got out of the quilt and grabbed the microphone by his ear. The cold touch made him tremble uncontrollably.

This girl is really fighting for love.

Gaspar suppressed the feeling of yawning and said, "Hey Claire, I want to tell you that I'm awake, don't you..."

however--

"Mr Cook?"

A question came from the microphone, what's going on, it wasn't Claire's voice.Gasper's brain reacted for a while, and then he said: "Uh, sorry, I'm Cook, Gasper-Cook, what can I do for you?"

"This is Mr. Cook. This is the front desk. Someone is looking for you outside the door. Since the crew does not allow us to disclose the actor's room number, I suggest you come down."

sky……

Gaspar was still awake, and at this time he usually would not refuse others, "Okay, I will go down quickly, give me 5 minutes."

Better not be Joe Grint, Gasper puts on his pajamas in a huff, and doesn't care if he looks like a piece of cake (Gasper used Tom Cruise's pajamas) Since there is a system, Joe I love to tease him more and more.

When he rushed downstairs to let the agent and the system see how serious it is to disturb sleep, he found that the matter was really serious...Who will tell him why it was Michael Huo who appeared downstairs? strange.

The British man was wearing a gray suit and leaning against his million-dollar car, holding a cane inlaid with emeralds in his hand, his hair was still combed meticulously, he looked extremely dignified, Gaspar could imagine How spectacular the surroundings would be if it were not early in the morning.

"Good morning," seeing Gasper coming down, Hodge looked him up and down, "Your taste—very unique."

"Why are you here, Mr. Hodge?" Gaspar asked. He was still sleepy and didn't have time to play tricks with this big guy. He tried to open his eyes and looked around to find Hodge's secretary. "It's your name." I came down?"

Hodge lowered his head and said: "Yes. I asked the waiter to call you, and if you are looking for my secretary and bodyguard, they are waiting outside the door, because I have some terms and conditions that must be emphasized. you say."

Gaspar found it unbelievable, but with the current situation, he had nothing to say. "Okay Mr Hodge, what do you want to say."

"The family arranged a private detective, and he took a picture of you and the heroine." Hodge said, "If you still want us to continue working together, you have to keep a distance from her."

"what?"

"The detective is very professional. My suggestion is to start playing from now on."

"Now?" Gaspar repeated. "At six o'clock in the morning? With all due respect, sir, the detective is probably asleep somewhere, so - please don't bother me, the day after tomorrow... no, tomorrow we will The filming is about to start, and I still want to get 6 hours of sleep a day."

"So," said Hodge unimpressed, "you mean no?"

"Emmm no, I mean wouldn't it be better to be photographed like that," perhaps because the sleepiness overcame the fear, Gaspar rolled his eyes at Michael Hodge, "If I am a man who is good at manipulating people, A foxy girl who walks around with ease among men and women, but you are willing to hang yourself on my tree without looking back, wouldn't it be more helpful for you to break away from the family."

Hodge looked at him for a while, neither refusing nor agreeing.

Gaspar's sleepy mind was in a mess. He thought it was because Hodge was used to being a boss, no one had refuted it, and he was not good at saying wrong things to himself.It has to be said that this thought made Gaspar happy for at least two seconds.

"As you wish, then," Hodge said, his voice like poisoned wine. "Goodbye, Gasper."

Hodge got into the car, and Gaspar waved him, "Have a nice day, sir."

"One more thing," Hodge told his driver to stop again, "your agent called me last night."

"And?"

"I reserve my opinion on that," Hodge said, "but we can talk about it later, for now—go upstairs." He paused. "Don't stand here like a piece of cake, even if you do tasty."

After finishing speaking, he completely ignored Gaspar's stupefied, and beckoned the driver to drive out of the yard.

……

Gasper should have known that a man like Hodge would not be taken lightly. On the eve of shooting the next day, Gaspar was sitting in front of a mirror waiting for a makeup artist to turn his hair blonde, when a postman hugged a A large bouquet of pink roses came in.

"Jasper! Gasper Cook, who's Gasper Cook!" he cried. "You've got flowers from Mr. Hodge!"

gosh...

In order to dispel the overly hot eyes of the whole group, Gaspar rushed over with a golden hair dye on his head. There was a card in the flower with gorgeous handwriting on it, which should be written by Hodge himself.

Gasper resisted the urge to throw both himself and the flowers into the trash can and opened the card.

It says--

"Don't challenge my authority, boy."

Forgive him for not holding Fu*k back at this moment.

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The author has something to say:

Again, Hodge is not a cp hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha there are still a lot of development objects of love lines who have not appeared on stage

I have to update it tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I'm going to take an exam. I'll update it when I get back. It's better than my heart.