The face that opened the door was a completely strange boy, with a hint of confusion and astonishment on his young and tender face.

Wade couldn't help but be stunned, subconsciously thinking that the other party was a waiter, but the boy in front of him didn't look like a waiter at all, and what was the waiter doing in Lance's study? For a moment, Wade had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he didn't even know what to react.

At this moment, Lance's familiar voice came from the study, "Who is there?"

Wade then came to his senses, quickly packed up all his random thoughts, walked two steps forward, and then saw the whole picture of the study. The walls of the study were filled with books, and it looked like a small library. In the center was a Turkish carpet, next to it was a small retro stove, and next to it was four old-fashioned British aristocratic single sofas next to it. The antique bookish atmosphere made all the noise around him settle down. Behind him, you could vaguely hear the noise of the party coming from the courtyard. This extreme gap seemed to have entered a strange world.

Lance sat on one of the sofas, and there was a white and fat middle-aged man sitting diagonally opposite the sofa. He was actually an old acquaintance. "Jon?" Jon Favreau, it was Jon Favreau. But... why?

"Hey, Wade." Jon waved his hand and greeted him.

"It seems you caught Percy." Lance said with a smile, not at all surprised Wade's appearance, which brought Wade to his senses, "Leave your guys out, okay? Give me another five minutes, I still have some work to do here."

"... Of course, there is no problem. Sorry, please forgive me for being rude." Wade gushed, hiding his embarrassment and embarrassment, and then exiting the study.

Just now, Percy said that it would be better to wait fifteen minutes before entering. Wade took it for granted that Lance needed a little "private time". After all, this is a party, a party for fun. But obviously, Wade would have misunderstood. Lance should be talking about business now, just like his purpose. Lance is definitely not just for the party tonight. It's just... Jon Favreau? Is Jon playing "Iron Man"? Is this ridiculous?

Wade calmed down his emotions, took a step back, and his eyes fell on the young boy, curious about what role he was? Could he be playing Tony Stark's youth?

The young boy stood at the door and felt a little at a loss. He seemed to be hesitating whether he should stay in the study or outside the study. However, Lance did not give instructions. In the end, he stayed in the room and slowly closed the door. Wade looked at the young boy and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, "Who is he?"

Andrew Garfield also felt confused at this time, and his doubts were definitely not much less than Wade.

After receiving the invitation, Andrew began to hesitate. Of course he knew the weight of the name "Lancelot-Stralo". In fact, he attended the premiere of "Rampage Road" in Trafalgar Square last month, and like a fan, he celebrated the day until dawn in the square. In just one month, he actually had the opportunity to be a guest of honor at the Lance Party? This earth-shaking change made him feel a little weak.

He couldn't even remember how he walked off the bus and how he walked to the door of the villa. He only remembered that the hall was filled with clouds and crowds. Just a glance, he saw Julia Roberts, Sandra Brock and Meryl Streep chatting. He took a step back in a hurry and almost bumped into Leonardo DiCaprio and Gisele Bundchen who had just arrived at the villa...

He apologized repeatedly, and almost breathless after watching the golden couple enter the villa. His legs were trembling violently. He had to find a chair to rest for a while, trying to clear his mind and calm down the unreal surging feeling.

But even so, all the memories were blurred, and his brain was just a cloud of mud. He only vaguely remembered that it had just sat down for a while. Not long after he sat down, a voice shouted "Do you a favor". He ran over to help in a daze, and then saw Lance holding a box of champagne and two ice buckets. He was caught off guard but naturally asked for his help.

When he realized it, he stood in the study with an ice bucket in his arms, like a waiter. The conversation between Lance and Jon also made him look question marks, what Tony Stark, what actor choices, what script arrangements... Countless strange words lingered in the room, but no one came to answer his questions.

Andrew felt that this was a dream, it must be a dream! Otherwise, how could everything be like countless pieces that could not be pieced together at all?

"When Kevin Feige found me, I thought he was joking, but..." Jon shrugged. His conversation with Lance had lasted for nearly thirty minutes, but the excitement could not be calmed down. Although Jon kept convinced himself that he was also an actor and a director, and he had been rolling in Hollywood for fourteen years. In terms of qualifications, he was the object that Lance needed to look up to, but that was useless. His hands kept oozing sweat, and he couldn't control it. "Lance, can you tell me why? I mean, there are so many directors in Hollywood, and you have so many choices..."

After deciding to direct "Invincible Hulk", Lance locked the director of "Iron Man" on Jon. Marvel Studios naturally did not nod easily. They also listed several other candidates and secretly investigated them. However, after contact and discussion, Jon convinced Kevin that Jon's biggest advantage lies in his understanding of comics. Moreover, he was a comedian. Before becoming a formal actor, he polished his soap comedy and theater for many years. This is also the feature required by the tone of the "Iron Man" script.

In fact, Jon is an all-rounder, not only an actor, screenwriter, producer and director, etc., but like Lance, Jon's resume is much inferior to Lance. His previous works "Christmas Elf" and "Brave Game 2" can only be said to be average and not very distinctive. Therefore, when the "Iron Man" directed by him emerged, many people were shocked - if Lance was not reborn, he would not have thought of handing over the "Iron Man" director to Jon.

"'Chasing Dreams and Cunning Heart' is one of my favorite works." Lance's answer made Jon stunned. That work could be regarded as his debut actor. I didn't expect it to be Lance's favorite? Jon obviously didn't believe it, but since Lance used such polite words to make excuses, he obviously didn't want to say more. Jon wisely shut his mouth, "Do you have a general idea about the cast?"

Lance avoided James Franco and Ryan Reynolds tonight, and there was actually a reason. Although Lance still took on the job of a producer, since he planned to hand over "Iron Man" to Jon, Lance did not intend to intervene too much, but let Jon do it, and he stood behind to guide. So, whether it was James, Ryan, or Robert Downey Jr., in the end, Jon nodded and decided to make the decision.

Lance also knew about Robert's entanglement with Percy, but I was afraid that Robert's dedication was wrong.

"Is this little guy?" Jon looked up and looked at Andrew.

"Andrew, are you still here?" Lance showed an unexpected expression, and then thought about it carefully. It was too busy tonight, and he was a little confused. Seeing Andrew's uneasy expression, Lance shook his head with a smile, "No, no, he just...he just reached out to help." However, his eyes fell on Andrew for a moment, "Why, do you think he has a suitable role in the script?"

Jon was stunned. He had read the script countless times, but he couldn't find a role suitable for Andrew. Then Lance chuckled, "He has a suitable role in my project." Lance raised his eyes again and looked at Andrew, "So, Andrew, there is a... How should I describe it in the work I am preparing for... The supporting role is considered the third supporting role, but it may appear in the series. It is a long-term role, provided there is a sequel." Lance chuckled and joked, and Jon also laughed, but Andrew was still at a loss, "How is it, are you interested?"

Andrew was stiff in place, and even his fingers could not move. He looked at Lance blankly, his pupils were shaking violently, but he couldn't make any sound. He just felt that all this happened too quickly and too incredible. Dreams, all of this must be dreams, otherwise, how could reality be so beautiful and incredible?

"So, is this answer rejected?" Lance's brow frowned slightly, and the tail sound rose lightly.

"No, yes, no..." Andrew was anxious but incoherent. Even in the dream, he wanted to nod and agree, because it was a dream, and he should agree, "I do, of course I do! Any role, Mr. Strero, I am willing to play any role!"

"That's good news." Lance chuckled, "Good, then now you can leave and after you go back, let your agent come and contact me, okay?"

"I...I don't have an agent." Andrew said stutteringly, his heart beating so violently that he was about to suffocate.

"Then the actors' union, they know how to find me." Lance closed his jaw, "After you go out, let the door... I don't know how many people will be outside now..." Lance chuckled at Jon, "But let them all come in."

Andrew nodded in panic and turned to the door, but his hands were trembling nervously. The wet sweat made the palms extremely slippery. He tried twice in a row but failed to open the door handle. He glanced at Lance and Jon in embarrassment, pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly, but showed a smile that was even worse than crying. The third time finally succeeded. He opened the door of the room, walked out quickly, closed the door immediately, stood on the door, and finished it in one go.

Then Andrew saw that all eyes looked at the entire hall, and his cheeks turned pale.
Chapter completed!