Best Actor

    3 o'clock in the afternoon is when the sun is shining, in the Mediterranean climate of Los Angeles, sitting in an open-air cafe and drinking coffee at this time is the most pleasant thing in winter, and Sean is like this at the moment.

    But he didn't want to drink coffee. Although there was a cup and a plate of snacks in front of him, he raised his arms from time to time to check the time, obviously waiting for someone.

      . Because of this, Sean was a little anxious, the road was so smooth, it should have arrived.

    At this moment, the phone rang, he picked it up and connected: "Who?"

    "Hey Sean, it's me." Galen's embarrassed voice came over the phone, "Sorry, I think I'm lost, you know, I haven't been in LA very long. Second-rate."

    "I knew." Sean rolled his eyes, "Where are you now? Is there a sign?"

    "Sure, I'm at the corner of Ocean Drive and 34th Street, obviously." Galen's tone was puzzled, "But I don't see the cafe you're talking about."

    "Can't see? How is it possible?" Sean frowned, got up and looked around, "Well, you can see... um... It should be on the third floor of the building in the northeast corner. Is it a tall building, and there are posters about price reductions hanging at the door."

    "Wait... no, I can't see it." Galen said after a few seconds.

    Sean frowned and thought, "You called me from a public phone booth, didn't you?"

    "Of course, can I still buy a mobile phone? I've spent my savings on a car." Galen sighed.

    "Okay, so are you wearing grey trousers, a blue and white striped shirt, and a blue Warriors cap?" Sean followed. Also sighed.

    "Yes, where are you?" Galen exclaimed in surprise.

      said with his forehead.

    He really doesn't know what to say, it's obviously right across the street, he can't find it, don't you see it for half a year, you can keep the streets of San Francisco in your heart, let them Galen Lee, who can quickly escape from the scene after a prank, has become a lunatic?

    "Hey Sean, if you haven't seen you for half a year, you've become a big star." Before he walked in front of him, Galen greeted him with a smile, that one was more oriental than him His face became clearer.

    "Don't be so excited, I'm just a little actor." Sean is very modest.

    "Come on, can the little actor hire an assistant?" Galen walked up to him, "Are you worried about being recognized?"

    "How is it possible, the people here are not very interested in celebrities, they can see it every day." Sean said and pointed to the top of his head, "It's your hat, it's better to take it Come down, it's all Lakers fans here."

    "Not so scary, right?" The other party twitched the corners of his mouth.

    Then, they both laughed, slapped each other, then pulled forward, the other hand clenched into a fist, and knocked several times on each other's backs.

    "You don't know how much we have missed you since you left, and when you appeared in "Friends", we were shocked, and Neil shouted This is impossible." After the initial joy passed, Galen, who looked up and down at Sean, said with a smile, "You look very energetic."

    "Thank you, when I was performing on stage, he didn't make a fuss down there," Sean patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go back first, the room is full are you ready."

    "Then let's go, by the way, have you seen my new car?" Galen immediately waved to show Sean his new car.

    The place where he parked was not far from the public phone booth where he used to call, and he was a few steps after crossing the street, and then Sean saw a blue, at least 80% new roadster parked in roadside.

    "Porsche 911?" He was a little surprised.

    "That's right, Porsche 911," Galen said smugly, "it's been well-maintained for six years, and it only cost $5,000, it's worth it, isn't it? "

    "Okay, your chick looks really good," Sean stroked his chin, "bulging forward and backward, that is, the waist is too thick."

      .

    "Little girl?" Galen narrowed his eyes, seeming dissatisfied.

    Sean didn't explain, jumped into the car and waved: "Go to the parking lot over there and show you my car."

    So, a few minutes later, Galen yelled "shit" around a rectangular convertible.

    "What the hell, you actually bought a 1960 Lincoln Continental!" He rubbed the very polished body, his eyes flashing with surprise and excitement.

      A car company that provided the president with a special car, Kennedy was in an open-top Lincoln Continental when he was assassinated.

    Seven or eight years ago, a cousin of one of their best friends once drove this kind of cool car, which was very eye-catching. And these energetic guys had sneaked out and drove twice. God knows, they were only a little over ten years old at the time, and they almost got a big deal. But that's why Sean chose this classic car when he decided to buy a new car.

    "How much did it cost?" Galen asked after withdrawing his reluctant gaze.

    "About $50,000." Sean recalled, "about the same as the latest Porsche."

    Cars in the United States have always been cheap, and brands like Porsche, which are not yet among the top cars, are only $50,000 to $60,000. Here, many times there may not be a few people on a street, but there are definitely a row of parked cars. This also shows the classic status of the 1960 Lincoln Continental, such an antique car, the price is comparable to a new car with a good grade.

    "It seems that you have indeed become a big star." Galen teased, and his tone was envious.

    Sean smiled and didn't mention this, just raised his chin: "Want to try it?"

    "Me? Now?" Galen couldn't believe it.

    "Of course, you will spend more time driving this car in the future. You will be my assistant from now on." Sean laughed, "Try to drive back."

    But the next sentence revealed his thoughts: "I'll drive your chick to lead the way."

    "No problem!" Galen took the keys and jumped in, ignoring him teasing his own driving skills and car.

    One of Sean's original besties entered his life like this, and his life in Hollywood turned a new page.

    Let's introduce a little, although Sean has a lot of friends, but if you count them as best friends, there are only a few. Galen Lee's father was a three-generation immigrant of Chinese descent. Although his grandfather and great-grandfather were both Chinese, in his father's generation, he married a girl from Texas.

    They run a chain of restaurants in San Francisco, basically a wealthy class, Galen's father didn't want him to do the same, he wanted him to go to college and find a more decent job later. But what's interesting is that Galen, who is closer to his mother in appearance and is obviously mixed race, wants to be a great chef and run his own restaurant.

    It is conceivable that the relationship between father and son is not very good, but it is probably because of the slickness of the Oriental in his bones, Galen never had a hard time with his father, and after graduating from high school Sean's demonstration, he also patted his **** and slipped out to work to make money by himself. Because of this, coupled with the natural affinity for the East in the soul - although Galen's father was a three-generation immigrant and married an American girl, the family arrangement was very Chinese, and the inheritance was quite good. Sean often feels a connection to his past life and makes excuses for being fluent in Chinese the same way he makes excuses for Italian.

    In short, Sean and Galen have the best relationship, although I don't know why, there was a long time when Galen's name was mentioned, he would think of grass.

    In addition, there are two best friends, the Sanders Perler family is in the construction business, with a bit of Latin blood. This kid can say it back. Sean is no match for his lip service. Every time they sneak into a nightclub, he is responsible for negotiating with the doorman. After graduating from high school, he will become a salesman. its use.

    Neil Wolsman is Jewish, well, this is someone else's opinion, at least his father never considered himself Jewish, all festivals and celebrations related to Jews, their family never Attended and did not live in the Jewish community. But it's very interesting, his father's job is an investor, and Sanders also wants to be an investor, so his father kicked him to Harvard after graduating high school.

    Neil was the only one of them who went to college. In fact, Sean could have done it. He had good grades and participated in a lot of off-campus activities. Maybe the Ivy League schools have problems, but he must enter Stanford is very easy. His grandfather in this life is the principal of Manlon Private High School.

    However, Sean had his own ideas, coupled with irreconcilable conflicts with his father, and finally chose to run away from home after graduating from high school.

    Nevertheless, this guy Neil complained on the phone every three days, either feeling that college was boring or useless, and he had the urge to drop out and start his own business.

    "Bill Gates and Steve Jobs did this, why can't I do the same?" he complained on the phone.

    Of course, Sean clearly told him that if he dared to say this in front of himself, he would definitely beat him up. Although Neil is indeed very brainy. At the beginning of Sean's instigation, he made several times more in the stock market when he followed him to buy Microsoft shares, but the imagination of studying finance is like Bill Gates and Steve Jobs... Please, wake up.