Albert is from a regular film system education and can be said to be a "academic". However, during his school days, he was not very interested in the positions of directors, screenwriters, and actors. On the contrary, he showed excellent communication and coordination skills. Even a group of young, passionate and stubborn college students, he could always find solutions to make the filming smoothly.

At the beginning, Albert played more of a producer in group shooting projects; but with the advancement of learning, he soon discovered that his true talent was drama, not producer. His lack of overall control and his keenness to meticulous endings gave him the possibility of becoming a top drama. Therefore, Albert has always claimed to be a "trick" and "trick" that has nothing to do with creation and management.

Although in the eyes of laymen, drama affairs have always been considered an optional role, and no one can appreciate the importance of drama affairs; but true expert professionals know how rare it is to be an excellent drama affairs.

"Drama?" Albert opened his eyes wide, and the aphrodisiac and tenderness on the baby's face disappeared, replaced by the old man and calmness who had been struggling in society for many years.

Lance was a little confused about whether Albert's attitude was excited or rejected. Time flies, and years pass by. In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed. Lance was not sure whether Albert was still interested in the position of drama after being baptized by society. However, Lance did not show this uncertainty, but nodded simply and gave a positive reply, "Yes, drama." Then he said immediately, "I hope this job is more attractive than the position of "Firefly"..."

Before Lance finished speaking, Albert waved his hand and pulled the corner of his mouth with self-deprecating words, "I was fired yesterday." The answer was really beyond Lance's expectations. Albert looked back at the studio behind him, and seemed a little unwilling to accept it. "I am just an assistant, responsible for the supply of food. Yesterday, an actor said that she was a vegetarian, and there were eggs in the meal, so I was fired on the spot. For God's sake, she only ate a beef burger the night before yesterday!"

Albert's words were very simple, but it revealed countless information. Lance racked his brains when considering the right person for the drama, and had a headache. When Albert's name jumped into his head, Lance naturally believed that Albert had grown into a senior drama that was the only one who was the only one after graduation for so many years. But now it seems that there is always a big gap between ideals and reality.

"Their losses, my gains." Lance's short words made Albert stand there and stunned. Although Lance did not comfort him or curse with the same hatred, Albert inexplicably felt relieved.

"However, this job is not easy." Lance said immediately. Albert took a deep breath and took a serious listening attitude. "We need to shoot in the slums in Rio de Janeiro. Not only will we encounter obstacles, but there will also be many unexpected situations that exceed expectations." Albert's brows couldn't help but lean slightly into the middle, "And..." Lance's words suddenly paused, and Albert raised his gaze and looked at the blue eyes intently.

"I plan to look for all the actors locally, and there are more than a hundred extras."

As soon as Lance said this, Albert's swear words came out, "Grass!" Looking at Albert's angry expression, Lance stood there and pretended not to see anything. For the drama, a crew with such a huge management, and all of them were non-professional actors, most of them came from slums, and the task was unimaginable.

Albert put his hands on his hips and turned around a few times, then looked at Lance with a look on his face. The face clearly stated entanglement and struggle, but it revealed a hint of unwillingness and unyieldingness rolling in his eyes.

Lance calmly met Albert's gaze. After a while, a gentlemanly friendly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "So, are you joining?"

"His/Mom! I'll join!" Albert waved his fist hard, then turned around and shouted directly in the direction of the studio, "Grass/You/Mom/'s vegetarianism!" After saying that, he turned around and laughed at Lance, then took a step forward, and stepped forward with great strides, but after taking a few steps, he found that Lance had not followed. He shouted happily, "Come on, follow, are you planning to work here?"

Lance looked back at the studio and found that many people from the "Firefly" crew had walked out, standing at the door of the studio, whispering in surprise. Lance raised two middle fingers at the group of people, kept this position and took a few steps back, then turned around and trotted, catching up with Albert.

The two of them trotted all the way, and the security guards at the door walked out, watching the provocative actions of the two of them with a look of surprise, but stood there at a loss, watching the two of them trotting away, Lance even saluted the security guard, and the bright smile on his face instantly frozen in the golden sunlight. The security guards were rushing to raise their right hands to salute, but the two had already left.

This scene reminds Lance of his college days.

"Stop, stop." Lance looked at Albert, who was in a state of anger in front of him, and couldn't help laughing, "We can't leave yet."

Albert gasped heavily, but found that Lance's breath was stable and he didn't even have a drop of sweat. This made him wave his hand depressedly, lean against the wall next to him, and rest, "Can't leave, why?"

"We need to go to the 'apocalypse**' crew, and I have an old friend to visit." Lance looked at Albert, who was exhausted, shook his head speechlessly, and patted Albert on the shoulder hard. "With your physical strength, I guess I can't win even if I have the energy you have."

"Hey! The eight-year-old is running very fast, okay?" Albert followed Lance with exhausted steps, "Who are you planning to go to? Do I know you? And an old friend of the past?"

"Hayden-Hunter." Lance said his name directly without any unnecessary nonsense.

Albert's face showed a surprised expression, "You know Hayden Hunter? The crew of 'Firefly' invited him to be a photographer before, but was rejected. He said he had signed a contract with the crew of 'apocalypse**'. We producers are still worried."

"I know he has had several good independent works in the past two years, but I don't know he is so popular." Lance was indeed quite surprised. "City of God" needs a photographer, which must be professional and outstanding, otherwise the quality of the film will be reduced by at least one level. Hayden is the unquestionable first candidate for Lance.

Hayden is a middle school classmate of Lance. The two have known each other for nearly twenty years. They can be said to be an absolute old friend. Hayden has not studied since high school. Although he has always been interested in camera and photography, he has not entered the university system study and has only attended the University of Southern California for one semester.

However, Hayden is very talented and has made a fortune by relying on his own abilities and talents. He once served as the second photographer among Paul Thomas Anderson's stunning American work "Magnolia". Since then, he has worked hard in the independent film industry. His most recent work as a photographer is the "believers" who won the grand prize in the Sundance film industry last year.

There is still a huge gap between the independent film industry and the mainstream film industry, especially independent film photographers - many independent films have multiple positions, and the role of photographers has not been paid enough attention to. Therefore, Lance thought that Hayden is still working hard now.

The reality is just the opposite. He thought that Albert, who succeeded, still had a bad career, while Heyden, who believed that his career still needs to be developed, won a place.

Albert smiled and shook his head, denying Lance's statement, "It's just limited to the TV drama circle. You also know that independent movies are not profitable. If a photographer wants to make a breakthrough, he still needs a platform to show himself. TV dramas can only be regarded as a springboard." Albert shrugged, "Of course, salary is also an important factor."

"At least he has a job." Lance's complaint made Albert's throat block, but Lance ignored him and moved forward, which made Albert even more frustrated and quickly chased after him, "Hey, young man, can we continue to be friends next?"

From a distance, you can see the noise at the entrance of the "Apocalypse**" crew. The lively scene of people coming and going seemed to be busy, as if they were not ready to start shooting. After looking at the entrance, Lance found that at least more than half of the crew members were standing outside the studio, gathering together in groups of three or three, trucks were coming in and out, making the spacious space crowded.

Although she was not sure what happened, Lance knew that it seemed not the right time. She stood there and thought about it. Lance looked around her and then saw a long-haired girl in a black vest standing in place with a frustration on the open space in front of her left. Her hands crossed on her chest revealed her anxiety and tension, but she still couldn't cover her beautiful figure curve. The tight black fabric just outlined the mysterious and sexual temperament.

Lance walked towards him, but before he could get close, the other party noticed the shadow cast by the sun and waved impatiently, "Go away, James, I don't want to talk now."
Chapter completed!