jk is a little annoyed.

He has been in Hollywood for ten years, but he has never gotten a decent opportunity, not even a full-time agent. After his contract with his former agent expired last year, the other party did not say he wanted to renew the contract, and he did not linger. Anyway, he had almost no job opportunities in normal times, so it was not big for him to have an agent. Eight months passed in a blink of an eye.

Until now, he still has no sense of reality. Lance actually gave him an audition opportunity, which sounds like a fantasy; but what is even more annoying is that he did not seize the opportunity. In the absence of connections and work, strength is his only weapon, but he did not perform well...

He paused slightly, looked back at Robert's figure. Robert smiled a big smile and greeted his agent. Facing the agent's inquiry look, Robert nodded slightly, and then he saw his agent laughing relievedly.jk withdrew his gaze and stamped his feet in annoyance.

Pushing open the door of the coffee house and standing at the door, JK couldn't help but look up at the blue sky on his head. Many times he was full of questions: Is it meaningful to persevere like this? Should he give up? What Hollywood lacks the most is actors. He is fifty-one this year and his chances are getting fewer and fewer. Maybe he should change careers.

He let out a long breath, and jk took a step, "Be careful!" A voice came over, and jk came to his senses and noticed the middle-aged man in front of him. He realized that he had been distracted just now and almost hit the other party. He quickly apologized, "Sorry, sorry, are you okay?" The other party waved his hand and signaled that he was okay, but instead advised him, "The street is right in front, be careful." This made jk feel even more embarrassed, bowed slightly and apologized again, then bypassed the other party, came to the street, looked left and right, and looked at it, with a confused look, choosing a direction at will, and moving straight forward.

Lance was sitting in the coffee house at this time and was not in a hurry to leave. He was conceiving changes to the script. If he chose to determine which actor was Brosky, then his background positioning would need to be adjusted, such as what kind of military he was as a soldier; for example, as a killer, what kind of killer is his killer; and for example, as a hatred, his relationship with General Ross and Bruce Banner should be cut down and what plots should be added to make the actor closer to the role... In fact, this is not difficult. He just needs to put the actor's image in, but the work is relatively cumbersome, and the script must be sorted out from beginning to end.

Lance knew that for most commercial movies, they were too lazy to do this, and they would only be like this when the actors were big names. For example, after the cast and character image of the work "Suicide Squad" were basically determined, but later Will Smith confirmed that he would play the Death Shooter. In order to match Will's industry status and highlight the key role of the character, the script made a lot of adjustments, which directly led to the three characters changing the confirmed actors. But in addition, commercial movies were too lazy to pay attention to these detailed and ending things.

In Lance's view, the most difficult part of a successful commercial film is always rhythm control, climax control and special effects combination. This is undoubtedly the lack of script details. However, an excellent commercial film has rich and full details, and it is also a necessary condition for commercial films to reach a new level.

The "Invincible Hulk" that Lance is looking forward to should be better than excellent.

After clarifying his thoughts, Lance got up and left the coffee house, and returned to the street along the quiet path, as if he was traveling through time and space, with a wonderful sense of gap. Suddenly, a figure jumped out, blocked Lance, and quickly pressed the shutter. The "click" sound and dazzling flash lights suddenly lit up. Lance's footsteps paused, looked at the camera in front of him helplessly, and then looked around, "You are the only one?"

In front of him was Dylan Wilde, "Hehe, since there is an exclusive, of course he has to eat alone." After realizing that he was fooled by Lance, Dylan was also worried. After waiting in Malibu for five days, Dylan's throat was about to get angry. However, how could an old man like Dylan give up easily? He also knew that since Lance used the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain, it would mean that there was something wrong with today, so he got around the city and began to inquire about it.

Lance also knew that it was not easy to hide the pessimism of these paparazzi. Social networks have not yet emerged, and their whereabouts are still a little more secret. Just a few years later, the footprints of artists outside could not be concealed at all, and they have completely entered the era of paparazzi.

"It's a pity that you're a step late, and my date has left." Lance admitted without quibbling, and generously.

Dylan was alert, looked at Lance's expression carefully, and then laughed, "Good trick, but I don't believe it." Lance tried to confuse the public with "scandals", making him mistakenly think that Lance was dating just now, but Dylan knew that Lance never minded scandals, and often used paparazzi to hype scandals. If it were just a date, Lance would not have to go so hard at all. "I saw Robert Knep just now. To be honest, are you choosing actors for your new work, right?"

Dylan didn't know JK Simmons. Even though the two almost collided, he didn't react, but he knew Robert Knep and his mind quickly turned.

"Are you sure it's not 'Iron Man'?" Lance asked back, without denying it or admitting it. That plausible attitude made Dylan unsure.

Dylan realized that Lance was unwilling to compromise easily, so he used his trump card, "Robert Downey Jr. seemed to have signs of relapse last week, and I had photos of him having contact with the dealer." Exchange of interests is the best and most important method of work that paparazzi are good at.

Lance raised his eyebrows slightly and said indifferently, "You can post." If the message is true, the posting will be more valuable.

Dylan shook his head, "Haha, you don't want to believe me." He could hear Lance's questioning, "Listen, to me, I only took photos of him having contact with the dealer, there was no key moment of buying and selling, and there was no direct evidence. This did not have much news value, and no one cared whether an outdated actor who had been silent for ten years had relapsed. But it was different for you, if he was the new Iron Man..."

The subsequent words do not need to continue, they are clear at a glance.

Lance did not speak immediately, but looked at Dylan carefully, then nodded, "Yes, he is the new Iron Man." It has not been announced yet, but Jon finally made a decision. He chose Robert Downey Jr. to play Iron Man, which is consistent with the trajectory of the previous life. Correspondingly, other characters are also released, but they are still in the confidential stage. Dylan should be able to make a small profit after getting this exclusive.

Immediately afterwards, Lance stretched out his right hand, "Film."

Because Lance knew that as long as he showed interest in the negative, Dylan would definitely guess that Robert Downey Jr. should be the new Iron Man, otherwise he could leave directly; and if he left directly today, after the news was announced, Dylan could announce the negative again and make a big profit. So, Lance chose to admit it simply and give Dylan some sweetness, and then get the negative.

Dylan showed a bright smile, at least one of them was exclusively in hand, and his hard work these days was not in vain. He took out a while from his backpack, took out a few boxes of film, checked it, and threw one of them to Lance, "You can't just give me this little information, right? The value of this film is now doubled."

Lance rolled his eyes, ignored Dylan, opened the film and started to look at the light. After browsing, Lance slowly rolled the film back and he had no intention of destroying it. If it was used well, this could also be his way to control Robert Jr.

In the last life, when Robert Jr. filmed "Iron Man 3" and "Avengers", his salary was priced at a sky-high price of 50 million, which did not include his box office dividends; but Chris Evans, who also entered the front line with the "Captain America" ​​series, signed six works contracts with Marvel Studios in a cheap way, with a pay of only 300,000, which was almost equivalent to working for Disney and Marvel Studios.

However, when Marvel Studios was preparing for "Iron Man", she was completely desperate. The success or failure of this work is unknown, let alone the future. Therefore, they signed contracts with Robert Jr. one by one, and the pay was naturally rising. But now, Lance can also sign contracts with Robert Jr. for six works in one go. This is naturally better for Chaos Pictures.

"First, I'm not his agent; second, I'm not his PR person, so if you want a big price, you'll find the wrong partner." Lance said calmly, seeing Dylan still want to refute, Lance didn't give him a chance, "But I can give you an information exchange, say, what do you want to know?"

Dylan grinded his teeth, "You old fox!"

But Lance shrugged indifferently, as if saying: The decision is up to you if it is exchanged or not.

Dylan clenched his fists, without hesitation, and spoke decisively, "What is your new work? Don't tell me that you have no action for the time being. I know what you are secretly preparing for now. Is it a sequel to the 'Raging Road'?" This is also the most valuable news at the moment.

Lance's eyes flashed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he made a judgment, "'Iron Man' will hold a press conference on Friday two weeks later, and the news will be released in the past two days. Then at the press conference, the news will be heard about my new work. You can choose to sell this exclusively on Tuesday or Wednesday, but not in advance."

Dylan thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and nodded, and agreed.
Chapter completed!