Hollywood Road

"Murphy Stanton, found guilty of illegal intrusion into a private home and negligent injury, and sentenced to a fine of 200,000 US dollars and imprisonment for twelve months..."

The side door of the Chino City State Prison in California opened. Murphy Stanton and his companion Rose walked out of it. The first time they breathed free air, they thought of the scene a year ago. Perhaps he was the most unlucky in the world. The rebirth came to Los Angeles from the other side of the Pacific Ocean. What he saw was not the legendary world of colorful flowers, but a huge tragedy. At that time, he had been arrested by the Los Angeles police, faced several charges, and was eventually convicted. Spent nearly a year in prison in California State Prison.

"What do you think?"

The one who walked out of the prison with Murphy was a typical Latino. He was strong, raised his tattooed hand and patted Murphy's shoulder. He pointed to a car parked on the side of the road and said, "Let's go, pick up. Our car is coming."

The prison is far from the city, and it is not easy to get a ride. Murphy nodded and followed him to the car. The two people standing in front of the car immediately gave Rose a flattering smile and opened the rear door for them. .

Murphy was also welcome, and Rose got into the car separately from the left and right doors, the car turned around and drove toward Los Angeles, fifty miles away.

The speed of the car is very fast, especially after getting on the highway.

After experiencing this year's prison career, Murphy's entire temperament seems a bit tough. In a place like a men's prison, a person like him is fairly good, and wants to keep his own chrysanthemum instead of picking it up. Soap must also be strong enough.

"What are your plans for the next step?"

The Latino took his gaze back from the car window, looked over here and asked, "Murphy, why don't you do it with me, I promise, U.S. dollars and pretty girls..."

"Rose," Murphy interrupted, shook his head and said, "Do you want me to sell guns and guns with you? I don't want to go back to prison."

He didn't shy away from this. With the friendship that the two had formed while fighting side by side in prison, there was no need to shy away. Murphy exhaled and said in an extremely certain tone, "I will earn dollars. , Pretty girl, I want the most beautiful movie star, my future is in Hollywood!"

"Poor little guy..." Rose raised his hand and patted his shoulder again, "have you not woken up from your dream? Your house has been forcibly confiscated to cover the fine. Why do you get a foothold in Los Angeles? Murphy, There are tens of thousands of people who come to Hollywood to pursue their dreams like you every year, and how many of them will be realized in the end?"

Although it used to be just a graduating student from an influential film school on the other side of the Pacific, Murphy at that time also studied Hollywood as the world film center. He knew that what Rose said was not exaggerated, and even considered optimistic. The actual situation is better. This is much more difficult.

Countless people come to Los Angeles, how many people will be able to win both fame and fortune? One thousandth or one ten thousandth?

Murphy knows how difficult this path is. The question is, if he doesn't take this path, what will he do in the future? Once he was just a student of the terrible film school, and he was only good at movies. After returning to Los Angeles in 1999, and after another year of jail, he didn’t choose the film industry he was most familiar with. Would he really want to sell with Rose? ******?

However, what Rose said is also a very real problem.

Turning his eyes out of the window, Murphy looked at the rapidly retreating scene, and everything that happened when he came to this world returned to his eyes.

Although I have accepted the fact that I came here from the other side of the Pacific Ocean and became this twenty-year-old peer named Murphy Stanton, since I came to this world, Murphy’s depression in his heart is really impossible to tell, especially The change of identity and language was maddening at the beginning, and fusing the memory of the original owner is definitely not a pleasant thing. The head is like another person’s thoughts, as if someone is stirring the brain with his hands. Generally uncomfortable.

The only good news is that Murphy has basically solved some problems in language and adaptation during this year.

Shaking his head, which was somewhat swollen, sore, and tearing, Murphy couldn't help but sigh in secret that he had been miserable enough, and his situation is obviously worse now.

In the memory of fusion, this man named Murphy Stanton used to say that he was a freelance journalist, but he was unemployed without a fixed career. He relied on shooting some messy material on the street and sold it to local small TV stations to make a living. He shabby is simply the best description of one’s own financial situation, and apart from that, there is no skill at all. The only thing that can be learned is because he grew up in Los Angeles since he was a child, and is very familiar with the terrain and streets here. Otherwise, it’s impossible. Engage in such work.

"Born in a slum in Los Angeles, my parents met God in a car accident because of alcohol..."

Seeing Rose next to him was thinking about things, Murphy muttered to herself, taking stock of the glorious history of the former owner of the body, "He dropped out of public high school at the age of sixteen; as a lawnmower for a month, the only thing he got was pollen. Hot; worked as a car mechanic, but the customer’s car was dismissed during maintenance; went to the streets of Los Angeles to sell drugs, but was too courageous to do it; stolen the manhole cover and the airport fence net, but fortunately he was awakened in time and was not caught; ..."

"You are really miserable."

Murphy repeated one of the most spoken words in a year when he spoke from the native language. Compared with the present, he was too lucky to be before. Before living on the other side of the Pacific, he was just a student of the influential film school. I'm about to face the fact that I'm going to be unemployed after graduation, but how can I live on myself now?

The guy once was undoubtedly an idiot who saw money openly. Murphy admitted that he also saw money openly, but he would never do something stupid like that guy was sent to prison.

At the beginning, as a so-called freelance journalist, he was hired by a private detective agency. Not only did he shoot the privacy of media tycoon Summer Redstone, but he also broke into the other party’s private mansion and was arrested. He was still in the chaos. He mishandled the head of a British director who was a guest at Redstone’s mansion. He could get away with paying a certain fine. However, Summer Redstone felt that his face was lost and personally pressured the Los Angeles police to make him feel uncomfortable. Not squatting in jail for a year.

The year in prison is definitely not so good. The several scars on Murphy's body are the best proof. If you didn't get acquainted with Rose, the ground snake, you might have lived even more miserable, and more importantly, came to this world. The precious time of the first year was completely wasted.

That hapless guy is definitely an idiot, obviously involved in a fight that a small person like him could not participate in, and became a poor cannon fodder.

This is the price Murphy paid for his greed and growth, but he has to bear the consequences.

Murphy also admitted that these experiences were self-inflicted. The British director who was injured by him is said to have left behind sequelae and his head is not working well, but his predecessor’s mistakes cost him, and he is always uncomfortable in his heart.

Especially for Summer Redstone, who sent him directly to prison. Murphy remembers clearly that due to the tremendous pressure on the California judicial system, not only caused his prison disaster, but also his foothold in Los Angeles. The houses were forcibly confiscated to cover the fine.

Because of the extremely uncomfortable experience in the prison, Murphy has a grudge about it, but he knows very well that Summer Redstone is an out-and-out dragon, definitely not something he can provoke now, like this A giant, if a dragon-slaying warrior holding a sword stood in front of him, he might look down and take a look. If he was replaced by a homeless man with bare hands like him, the other party would probably not even look at it.

If Murphy was a student a year ago and was a bit naive, then the prison life this year was enough to make him understand how realistic and cold the world is.

For a small person like him, even the most basic survival is not an easy task.

The car finally arrived in Los Angeles. Instead of staying in the suburbs, it went straight into the city center. In any case, Murphy has the memory of a native Los Angeles native. With the personal experience of this year, he has some understanding of the situation in the greater Los Angeles area. Like most places in this country, the city center does not represent prosperity, but is synonymous with slums.

If Murphy makes his own evaluation, then this country is definitely a paradise for the rich and a **** for the poor.

"Murphy, really don't consider my suggestion?"

Rose next to him speaks again. Sometimes the friendship formed in prison is often relatively secure, "Hollywood is not what you think it is, and it is difficult for people like us to find a job."

It is not easy for any circle to climb to a higher position. Hollywood is only Murphy's long-term goal. His short-term goal is actually only one, and that is how to survive in this country.

To put it simply, it means earning money to support yourself.

He is penniless now, and he doesn't even know how to eat the next meal.

"No, Rose." Murphy didn't want to go to jail again to waste time, still shook his head and said, "If I really can't get along, I will definitely go to you."

Murphy doesn't think it is suitable for him to sell the profession of *** and arms.

"Turn right ahead..."

Looking back on the road here, Murphy reminded the driver, "I got off at the three-way intersection ahead."

Although the guy's house was confiscated, a studio for freelance journalists was simply remodeled in the apartment of his aunt who went to England, and it could also be used as a residence.

The car stopped next to a three-way intersection. Murphy grabbed his bag and just wanted to get out of the car, but was pulled by Ross. He pointed to the guy sitting on the co-pilot and said in a commanding tone, " Take out your phone and wallet."

The person in the co-pilot hesitated and took out a Nokia phone and a black wallet. Rose took it and threw the phone to Murphy, then opened the wallet and flipped through it, and handed all the two hundred dollars in it. come.

If it were in the past, Murphy would never accept it, but in the face of the heavy reality, there were not many choices. He just hesitated a little, and put away the money and mobile phone. He nodded to Rose first, and then met him. The man in the driver said, "Thanks, buddy, I will return it to you as soon as possible."

Murphy opened the door, got out of the car, and turned to look at Rose inside. Rose had already sat near the window of the car and said loudly, "If your Hollywood dream can't be realized, don't forget to have my friend."

He lowered his voice slightly, "If we join hands, we will be able to rule the city center's *** and underground gun market..."

"Wait!" Murphy stood on the side of the road, standing straight, brown stubble shining brightly in the sun, and replied extremely confidently, "Rose, you will soon see Murphy- Stanton’s name spread throughout the United States."

Rose didn't believe these words at all. "That must be a **** picture of Summer Redstone."

The car slowly drove away from the three-way intersection, Murphy looked away from the rear of the car and looked around. The buildings here looked old, dilapidated and crowded, which can be described as a typical slum.

Here is where he will live and live.

Despite his ambitions, Murphy is very clear that what he has to face now is not the illusory Hollywood, but how to survive.