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Jack didn't believe it was a scam from the Chinese.

When people are alone, they always prefer things that are lifeless, like trees, seas, and clouds. They feel that they understand themselves, and even become themselves. But when Jack was still a child, he would go to the cinema to watch movies and watch Chinese movies whenever he had time.

At that time, China was a very distant place for the little Jack. But through movies, he established his longing and fantasy for China in his heart.

When Jack was still in high school in America, this new word became very popular.

Jack was ready to move after hearing this. It seemed that people who played basketball for 10,000 hours and people who read books for 10,000 hours and wrote with pens.

He felt that he had watched movies worth more than 10,000 hours, and it was really unreasonable to not do any careers related to movies.

He thought.

And the whole world knows that the best place to make movies is China.

This thought could no longer be pressed. He tortured him for days and nights.

So Jack found his parents and said seriously that he wanted to go to China to study in college and make movies.

The threshold for the Art Academy in China is extremely high and the cost is not small. This is a very forced thing for an ordinary middle-class American family. More importantly, Jack is just an American, but he wants to make a name for himself in China.

Jack's parents did not deny it. After discussing the whole night, they woke Jack up early the next morning, sat by Jack's bed, and told Jack in a serious tone that they agreed to his request, provided that Jack could be admitted.

Jack was also very committed to collecting relevant conditions and preparing carefully.

Because I have been interested in and basic since I was a child, it is not difficult to pass the Chinese language exam.

In terms of professionalism, Jack imitated a movie monologue of his favorite actor through his performance training, and was awarded the Chinese self-introduction audition, and was finally successfully admitted.

"Don't forget you're going to make a movie." That's what Jack said when his dad sent Jack onto the plane.

Jack has always kept this sentence in mind.

Jack embarked on the path of pursuit.

However, Jack's life was not easy to study in China.

As one of the best film academies in China, nominated alumni almost every year. It is respected as the most professional and advanced education and attracting the most potential talents.

Jack is a little talented in acting, but obviously not the most talented group.

Half-working and half-studying, hard-working and thrifting, Jack rarely attends gatherings organized by his classmates, so even though he is handsome, he has almost no sense of presence in the class.

Jack completed his homework in school very well. The teacher occasionally provided interview opportunities. Jack was also looking for performances outside the school, but just like everyone knows it, and sees through it and doesn’t say it out loud, Americans are not welcome here.

Jack often feels blocked by an invisible but tangible film. To move forward, you usually have to overcome two, three or even five times the resistance. The ceiling is almost above your head.

There are also American film and television people who have succeeded in the position. By counting with their fingers, they can’t count them with two hands or four hands. But the number of them, combined with the Europeans, is tied together with the entire Chinese film and television industry practitioners, and the proportion is quite tragic.

But Jack believes that through his own efforts, he will sooner or later defeat prejudice, make a name for himself, and make good movies and works.

Almost every once in a while, Jack would hear that a classmate from America or Europe could not stand it anymore. Some would go back to their hometown to get married and have children, some would get married locally and get Chinese red cards, some would give up this path and look for other jobs, and live an ordinary life from then on.

The peers fell behind one by one, and Jack had not given up yet.

Time is like water, Jack graduated in the blink of an eye.

Jack did not return to China after graduation. After several twists and turns, he is now a drama actor in a small theater troupe led by an American director. He lives in four apartments shared by Chinese people from all over the world, spending no more than 90 Chinese coins a day. He has golden hair, a slag-shaped beard, and his blue eyes have become deeper. He still performs seriously and believes.

I believe he is about to be thirty years old.

In a winter when breathing can spray thirty centimeters, Jack went to the small restaurant he frequented and found that this time he served one less steamed dumpling than usual.

Jack called the waiter and said strangely: "There are usually eight steamed dumplings, why did they become seven this time?"

The waiter had a bad attitude, looked ignorant, and said, "We have always had seven of them here."

"How could it be seven? I've been here for 100 times and 200 times. How could I count it wrong? How could I count it wrong?" Jack said loudly, and as he spoke, he started crying and burst into tears.

The waiter rolled his eyes and called the boss. The boss was cold and muttered to add the steamed dumplings to Jack.

Jack finished all the food while crying.

In fact, what made Jack cry was not or was it. What really made him cry and collapse was that he could finally not bear it. He could not bear the life in front of him, not what he wanted.

Jack knew he could not hold on.

A few days later, he resigned to the director.

The director looked at Jack's handsome face full of fatigue left by reality, and did not persuade him. He had seen such things too much.

"Okay," said the director, "but at least finish this one."

Jack thought that the show would end in two more games and would end next week, just one week spent on sorting things.

Jack nodded and agreed.

Most of my colleagues are foreigners. I heard that Jack was about to leave this industry after the show, so I sent my wishes.

The last scene is coming as scheduled.

After the performance, the crew will also part. The producers organized a dinner party, which was a celebration banquet and a farewell banquet for some people.

At the dinner, Jack drank very quickly. He was always self-disciplined and restrained and refused to accept everyone. Thanks to this fellow director who has always supported him and helped him find opportunities but failed to be a fruitless person.

"I'm actually quite optimistic about you. You will become famous one day." The director said to Jack after clinking glasses with Jack.

Jack laughed: "Ha, you told me this way three years ago. Director, don't say this to others in the future, anyone... because we will take it seriously."

"Believe it or not, those who get my words will eventually get through." The director shrugged.

Jack smiled, took a sip of champagne, but didn't get a chorus.

The two of them were silent in the bustling restaurant for a while, and the director suddenly turned around and said, "I have an old friend who told me last week that her crew was about to make an independent movie and recommend it to her if I had a good actor. Although you told me that you were leaving, I think you can try it. This is my suggestion, sincere."

Jack asked: "Who is the producer? Who is the director? Who is the screenwriter?"

"All newcomers," said the director. "It's inaccurate. It's an inter-professional person outside the industry. The only one of the main creators is my professional, photographer."

"Ha." Jack yelled in an unknown way, then looked at the director with a look.

"Damn, what are your eyes..." The director was dissatisfied, but his tone was quite weak, "I know it's ridiculous, but my friend told me that they don't want it to look that simple. And my friend has always had it."

Dad's words are in him

Jack suddenly reached out to stop the director, and asked with a clear eyes: "When? When is the audition?"

The director grinned his teeth: "Tomorrow."

The next day, Jack packed some items, looked at the empty bed and table, patted his suitcase, and went out for his last audition.

The audition was in a hotel, which sounded ambiguous, but the hall said the audition was on the seventh floor, a full floor.

Not many people came, but not many.

Even a tiny opportunity is precious for non-Asian actors.

Jack looked at those young faces with full temperament and felt very emotional. He used to be like them, believing that hard work could change the rules and regulations, believing that the Chinese Dream is fair to the world, and believe that there are many others.

But he was tired.

Jack got a number and found a seat to sit down and rest. With his eyes closed, he carefully reviewed the director's words and phrases about the leading actors of the movie, and did not whisper with other actors waiting for audition.

The actors went in one by one and came out one by one.

It's Jack's turn soon.

Jack brought the door with him after he entered.

The room was very empty, with two cameras in it recording the audition process. Behind a long table, there were four people, two men and two women.

Jack skillfully greeted the four of them.

"Introduce yourself." One of the men spoke.

The man was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, which was a bit strange, but Jack didn't think much about it and introduced himself as required.

"I'll prepare for you five minutes and perform this part." The man asked the assistant standing by the side to hand over a page of the script.

The general content is that for another more important reason, the protagonist has to say his last farewell to his beloved father.

Jack nodded and sat aside to brew emotions.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are the most basic basic skills of an actor, but how to cry, how to laugh, how to laugh, and how to infectious it is to distinguish the differences between each actor.

With the last side of his favorite, Jack thought that this was his last performance and couldn't help but feel sad.

"I'm ready." Jack finished speaking and stood in his original position.

The next second, Jack waved his ping-pong racket low and weakly as required in the script.

The assistant played the role bluntly, but Jack was not affected at all. A look of nostalgia and a look of wanting to speak clearly show the scene of a person facing his beloved and unable to say goodbye.

The four examiners took it very seriously.

After the performance.

"Okay, it's all for you." The man who had been talking took a photo on the spot.

Jack was stunned on the spot because there were few people who made a decision on the spot for auditions.

"Thank you, thank you." Jack almost cried and said this.

Jack walked up and hugged Han Jue, buried his face on Han Jue's shoulder, and burst into tears.

"Thank you, thank you..."
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