Best Actor

    On the vast golf course, there are two or three people joking and swinging from time to time. Several battery cars are parked on the grass, and a few caddies are standing in the distance, which is very harmonious with the surrounding scenery.

    This is an invitational tournament held by Ali Emmanuel, the owner of Endeavour Elite Brokerage, at the top golf club in Orange County, a private invitational tournament. Well, to put it simply, Emmanuel, who likes golf, often invites some friends to play here, so Wahlberg often comes, even though his game is bad.

    So when he met Sean who was worse at the game, and the two had a good relationship after the last time they met, they usually communicated a lot, so he invited him over, anyway, Emmanuel Also a good look at Sean and Frederick.

    In this case, Wahlberg naturally hopes that Sean can take more shots, instead of standing here and chatting with friends, but he didn't expect that after making fun of him, he would take a risk such a problem.

    "I owe you a movie? Why?" Wahlberg asked with a surprised smile.

    "It's very simple, I got the idea to sing after hearing about you," Sean said solemnly, "The album you originally released has several songs that are still circulating now. ,Is it right?"

    "And then?" Wahlberg spread his hands.

    "I also wanted to release a song that would still be available after a few years, so I came up with the song "YouRaiseMeUp", so I have this now, anyone can take this Make fun of my situation." Sean raised his eyebrows and said with a look of dissatisfaction, "So, I want everyone to know that if anyone dares to make fun of me, they must pay the price!"

    "So you're relying on me?" Wahlberg made a clear appearance.

      vent."

    "You can choose not to go," Wahlberg deliberately put on a face of instigation, "You can tell the film school with your own actions, **** you, not even nominated , I quit!"

     "That's a good idea, and then I'll be blacklisted by the film school, and you'll have one less competitor." Sean glared at him and said angrily.

    "Of course," Wahlberg laughed immediately, before subduing after a while, "Well, I do have a role here, maybe you can try it if you really want to. try."

    "Oh?" Sean was a little surprised, not just him, but Frederick, Galen, and Sanders.

    Everyone knows that Sean's "you owe me a movie" is a joke, but Wahlberg actually said that there is. However, just by looking at his grinning appearance, you can tell that this character is probably weird.

    "Of course it's true, but there's a little problem with this character." Wahlberg narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

    He is the kind of person with a tough appearance, and now making this expression, no matter how you look at it, it gives people a strange feeling.

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    "Sorry Sean, you guessed it wrong, I said this character is the main character, one of the main characters in the movie I'm starring in," Wahlberg laughed very happily , "However, this is a villain, a villain who will be killed by me - it can't be said to be killed by me, it should be humiliated by me."

    "Really?" Sean grinned, "When you say that, I'm more interested. Speaking of which, I've never played the villain."

    "Is that the Paramount remake?" Frederick interjected at this time.

     "That's right, that movie, "Italian Mission", although it is a remake, the script is still very good." Wahlberg nodded, not because the other party's tone was obvious Doubt unhappy.

    As an agent, it is only natural for Frederick to have doubts about his clients. After all, this is a remake, and he must have heard of it.

    "As I said just now, Paramount thought that this film from 30 years ago was very thoughtful and suitable for re-shooting in the current environment, so it prepared the project and invited I played the leading role. Ali thought I could try it, and I thought the script was pretty good, so I agreed, but some people obviously don’t think so.” Wahlberg said simply.

    "The one hired by Paramount to play the villain?" Sean asked immediately.

    "That's right, Edward Norton," Wahlberg said, shaking his head and smiling, "he didn't like the script, and he didn't like his character, so he declined without much thought. But Paramount didn't know what to think, he must play the role, and Norton happened to have three film contracts with them, so it has been in a stalemate."

    "So you're making fun of me, Mark," Sean said immediately, "Since Paramount must have Norton in the role, and he has a contract with them, there's no room for shirk. ."

    "Try it," Wahlberg shrugged, "How do you know if you don't try? I think they will be deadlocked to such a point that they have never thought about finding someone else. Maybe it's because no one came out to smooth things out. In that case, why don't you join hands, maybe you can get a friendship on both sides. Also, although this role is a villain, there is no shortage of places to play, and I'd love to work with you too Once, to be honest, you did a great job on Death Row, and the Film Academy does owe you a nomination."

    He said it very seriously, but his eyes flickered a little, making it impossible to determine whether it was his sincerity, so Sean grinned: "In the end, you still want me to act. The villain, and the villain you humiliated."

     Wahlberg immediately laughed again, spread his hands without any more flowers, and Sean looked at Frederick beside him.

    "You decide for yourself." After thinking for a long time, the agent said, "The script is really good, I have read it a little bit, but I don't think you are suitable for playing the villain now. "

    He grabbed his hair and looked rather helpless. After all, when it came to choosing roles, Sean often went his own way.

    In this case, Sean shrugged, wanting to fulfill his wish to show respect, but Wahlberg's persuasive voice sounded again: "The villain wants to perform well, too. Simple, didn't you say it too, Sean, you might be able to steal the limelight from me."

    "You really worked hard, Mark." Looking at the other party's smiling face, Sean said angrily, "If..."

    "That's right, there's one more point," before he finished speaking, Wahlberg thought of something and interrupted cheerfully, "It's Charlize Theron, that's a beauty, Sean, and the South African diamond."

    He said and winked his eyes, no different from those who sacrificed themselves to create machines for their friends, which made Sean involuntarily twitch the corners of his mouth. Has his name spread?

    "You are so generous, Mark? Introduce such a beautiful woman to me, not yourself..." Sean narrowed his eyes and made a "you know" look.

    "Hey, don't talk nonsense, I already have a girlfriend, and—" He paused, putting away his previous playful expression, "I love her."

    This sentence is very sure, and it can be seen that he is serious about the woman he talks about, so Sean immediately patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, congratulations, Mark."

    "Thank you," Wahlberg smiled, and then, in just a second, he returned to his previous appearance, "How, how are you thinking? There are not many opportunities like this. , Sean."

    "You bastard..." Sean rolled his eyes, "Okay, then I'll try."

    At the same time, he gave Frederick a "don't worry" look: "However, I don't care."

    "No problem, I will contact Paramount as soon as possible and let you know when I have news," Wahlberg said, waving the club in his hand, "Okay, don't talk nonsense Well, let's get down to business."

    "Oh, forget it, I'll just watch you play." Sean immediately raised his hands to shirk.

    It's a pity that Wahlberg didn't give him a chance, put an arm around his shoulder, and walked to the playing side: "Don't be like a bitch, you all come here, How could you not hit two shots."

    "Yeah, Sean, try two shots, maybe you'll get better." Sanders and Galen roared along.

    Sean rolled his eyes, no doubt they couldn't wait to see how he made a fool of himself, these two bastards!

    In the beginning, Ali Emmanuel would try to compliment a few words. He had a good feeling for Sean, and he was very optimistic about him. , but in the end, even he didn't know how to give Sean a round.

    "Well, at least...you didn't twist your waist." That's all he could say at the end, after Sean swung hard and turned around.

    "So, my technology is still very good, isn't it?" Wahlberg said triumphantly.

    "Poor Sean." Frederick muttered like this, his schadenfreude expression was hidden under the smile, not wanting Galen and Sanders to show their blatant expressions on the outside.

    Okay, let's get this out of the way, after all Sean has never played golf, nor is he interested in the sport, even though he went to the golf course with his father more than once as a child. Of course, in the future, due to social considerations, he may have certain contacts, but for now, he should focus his energy on important things.