Chapter 22 Impatient
The work was about to end, but he was killed with a carbine.

Andrew looked at Anson, whose eyes were filled with sincerity, speechlessly. Despite this, he shrugged lightly, "Honestly, does anyone like going to work? Come on, I'm not one of those vampires from the five major agencies."

Haha!

Anson laughed heartily and said nothing more. After signing, he turned around and left.

He paused at the door for a moment, turned around and looked at Andrew, whose eyes were narrowed, "I hope you can get off work on time today."

Behind him, there was a rustling laughter.

In addition, there is also a sentence "It's best like this" that comes lightly.

The Actors Guild matter will be settled quickly, but this is just the first stop this morning. Get in the car, start it, and then set off again.

In less than twenty-four hours, Anson returned to the Warner Bros. studio base again and found yesterday's office building with ease.

The news of passing the audition yesterday afternoon was also accompanied by a series of important news, which showed that Hollywood's production industry is like a precision instrument——

Anson is set to guest star in the 21st episode of "Friends" Season 6.

According to the plan, this season of "Friends" will have a total of twenty-five episodes. The closer to the end of the season, the more important the quality becomes. It can be a little watery in the middle of the season, but the end of the season needs to bring the quality back anyway.

It has been said before that although the series has been successfully booked, the remuneration of the actors and the advertising sponsorship for the next season are still pending.

It is crucial to focus on the ratings data of the main consumer group between the ages of 18 and 49, and a series of major decisions will depend on these numbers.

A "0.1" float may maintain the direction of millions of dollars, just like Wall Street.

Naturally, the shooting schedule and production cycle are a little more tense.

Shooting is about to start on Monday, so Anson must go to the studio on Sunday to try on the costume; then get the script and start preparing for the role.

In other words, from the time he got the script to the time he entered the crew to shoot, Anson had less than twenty-four hours.

Tick ​​tock, time is running out.

Because of this, Darren had to arrange everything in just one night, which was one of the reasons for choosing the Screen Actors Guild, which was simpler and more convenient.

but--

Sitcoms are different from ordinary movies and dramas. An episode lasts about twenty minutes, and the script is not thick. In addition, different actors share the roles, and there are not many lines, so guests can easily appear.

Compared with lines and performances, sitcoms still focus more on the chemical reaction between actors. Comedy cannot be scripted.

So, while everything is crowded together, there is not no room for maneuver.

So, after leaving the Screen Actors Guild, Anson came to the studio again to prepare for a costume fitting.

So far, Anson knows nothing about the role. He has no idea what role he will play, what plot he will connect, which actor he will play with, etc. It is unimaginable that filming will start tomorrow.

But such unknowns are rather exciting.

……

"Anson!"

With a sudden movement, Frank Simmons stood up.

When he saw Anson again today, Frank still felt guilty and did not dare to look directly into his eyes.

"Mr. Anson."

After a pause, Frank added.

Then, Frank saw the smile on the man in front of him rising slightly, as if he could see through his little plan. He really hoped that the bathroom matter could be left in the bathroom.

"Anson, just call me Anson." Anson said.

Frank relaxed a little, maybe it was an olive branch?
Straightening his back, Frank quickly took out a thin notebook from the table and handed it to Anson.

"This is the script for episode twenty-one."

Anson reached out to take the script and flipped through it. It was only about twenty pages. It fell into his hand so lightly that he could not feel any weight——

However, this is it, this is his first script to challenge actors.

It feels a little strange. "Do you need to confirm the confidentiality agreement?" Anson said.

Frank was stunned.

Anson raised his gaze to look at Frank, but didn't smile.

However, this was enough. Frank raised his head and said, "Yes, confidentiality agreement, uh, wait, I need to confirm...ah, the email has arrived..."

After a moment of confusion, Frank finally managed to regain his senses.

He raised his head and showed an apologetic smile, "Thank you for the reminder."

Anson took a deep breath and said, "Relax, don't worry, I'm not going to ruin my career, and you don't need to be nervous."

Frank looked into Anson's eyes and maintained eye contact throughout the entire conversation. His sincerity and concentration unknowingly involved him——

Maybe what he was worried about wouldn't happen.

call.

After letting out a breath, Frank finally regained his senses and said, "The fitting location is over there, and screenwriter Marta is also there. Do you need me to lead the way?"

Anson waved his hand, "As long as I don't disturb your work, I believe I won't get lost."

In fact, the fitting room is at the other end of the corridor, less than eight meters away.

get lost?

Of course not.

But precisely because of this, the humorous effect of Anson's words came out, and Frank couldn't help but laugh. In fact, this sentence was not that funny at all, but Frank laughed extremely exaggeratedly, as if it was the funniest joke in the world.

Anson made a salute, turned around and walked toward the fitting room.

The smile at the corner of Frank's mouth finally subsided, and then he could detect the meaningful gossipy looks from other colleagues around him. He quickly put on a serious and stern posture and issued a warning with his eyes.

"Shut up! Shut up everyone!"

Feeling guilty for a while.

In this room, Anson was able to successfully find the fitting room without navigation.

The door is ajar.

An ordinary conversation came from inside, and just when Anson was about to knock on the door to remind the other party, he keenly caught the sensitive and special content of the conversation.

"...God, who knows if David has lost his mind and gone crazy?"

"It shouldn't be that bad, right?"

"I heard that he is eighteen years old and has no acting experience. He is just a vase..."

vase?

Anson looked down at himself, then looked up at Frank at the end of the corridor. He seemed to have been observing Anson. At this time, their eyes collided. Frank quickly reminded him with his mouth, "That's the room." That positive gesture and brilliant smile The smile looked particularly enthusiastic.

Anson thought, isn't the vase very nice? It makes life much easier.

"Uh, this..."

"We all said privately that this guy is probably David's illegitimate son. He landed directly with a parachute. If he's not careful, he might make a joke."

"Hiss...then what to do now?"

"What else can I do? Let's just make do. I just hope that he will just be a flower vase and stop showing off and thinking about acting or being funny. If he accidentally offends the starring cast or the director, it will be a disaster. "

"If you think about it from another perspective, it's just one episode. Once you grit your teeth and close your eyes, it will pass. So how did you write the script?"

"How else can I write it, just write a vase, and be responsible for standing there and looking cool. I originally wanted to write some contrasts. The contrast between handsome guys should be funny and easy to stand out. But David personally controlled the script. I think about it. Forget it, it just saves trouble, don’t waste my brain cells thinking about jokes..."

So, Frank just said that the screenwriter was also in the fitting room?
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