After that quarrel, Natel rarely came to Theolod. And every time he came to Theorod, he always stood at the door with a cold face, taking the money to buy back the poison/products that Theorod got, and he didn't even say more than three words to him.

Theolod knew that Natle was for his own good, otherwise he would not have continued to cooperate and protect him by buying back the things that proved that he was still "unclean".

And Theolod, who can be the other party's grandfather at a mental age, also knows that the reason why Natel is angry is because he wants to pursue a dream that is too far away in his eyes, he is too "stubborn" to follow his well-intentioned advice, he doesn't want to see the person he sees as his younger brother go to Los Angeles and ruin himself, and by the way, he may be ruined by countless setbacks and rejections.

Of course, it was because he decided to leave him on the block and leave his extended family, which was very difficult for this big boy who had just graduated from high school to accept.

But Theolod believes that one day Nattle will understand his decision at this time, and the weight and value of the word "dream".

It's 1994, and Hollywood's golden age has long passed. Every year, countless young, talented or good-looking people, with their dreams and a burning heart, run to Los Angeles like a pilgrimage, hoping to be closer to Hollywood, maybe so that they can become a star in the headhunters distributed on the streets.

Everyone flocks to Hollywood, but these young people, who may have just come of age or even dropped out of school, are not old enough to understand Hollywood's cruel rules of survival. Dreams let them chase the mist to the other side, but the storm and the waves have flipped their sailboat into the sea countless times.

The first time, maybe they could all get up and continue sailing, but what about the second, third, fourth time? especially when they couldn't see the coastline at all.

Not everyone can persevere in the cruelty of life, so many people make up their minds to run to Hollywood, and after a few years, they carry the broken heart again, or return to their hometown, or find a job to cope with their life.

This is one of the main reasons why you can always see the inspirational stories of many celebrities who have worked hard to achieve their current status in Hollywood, but in fact there are very few people who can do it.

Of course, the other two reasons are inseparable from opportunities and talents.

Theorod knows this, because that's how he came over.

But he was much luckier than the others, because he had a nice family in that world. His mother, a musicologist, knew many Hollywood people, and after his parents died at the age of six, Theolod grew up under his grandmother's care. He went to Hollywood with his dream, and the first interviewer happened to know his mother, plus he was indeed a natural acting artist, and the other party was also happy to sell his deceased mother a face.

Otherwise, what if the other party knew his mother? The merchant is interested in profit, and if he cannot bring them anything of value, then they will only look at his mother's sake, and apologize to him and turn him away.

Once it was decided by Theolod, it was ten cows that couldn't pull him away. First of all, if he wants to drop out of school and go to Hollywood, then he must not be the way he is now, let alone whether he can interview for a role or find an agent, and even during the transition period, he will not be able to find a place to work, and no one will take in a skinny person who will fall down in the wind.

So he started exercising and getting energy.

Theorod in the last world was a very dedicated actor, and it was not uncommon for him to turn himself into a strong man in one month and then reduce himself to a terminal illness in a month. In addition, he is a typical high-class foodie, so of course he knows how to adjust his body quickly and efficiently.

He used two months to adjust himself from a typical malnourished skeleton to a healthy and sunny teenager, completely getting rid of the half-dead image of a drug-addicted teenager three months ago. And when his body is getting stronger day by day, he can no longer hide the secret that he has already quit drugs. In view of the fact that he would be the target of onlookers and bullying at school, he dropped out of school and worked in a small supermarket to earn enough money to go to Los Angeles.

However, not many people ran to their house to make trouble during this time, as long as Theolod went home immediately after work, it was not much of a problem to pay attention to the surrounding situation.

He spent Christmas and his seventeenth birthday in North Las Vegas, and decided to leave for Los Angeles in early February.

On his seventeenth birthday, January 28, his grandmother brought him a small cupcake with a small candle as his birthday cake and birthday present.

"Theo, haven't you reconciled with Nattell yet? you're leaving next Wednesday, and you don't see that kid coming to see you. Theorod's grandmother, Maggie Lecht, watched her grandson make a wish with his eyes closed childishly, blowing out the candles, and thinking that he would not be able to see his child for the next week.

"It's okay, Grandma, maybe Nattel has been hiding in a corner and peeking at me many times, you know that guy is a man who can't pull his face. Theorod said, carefully tearing open the wrapper, splitting the cake in two, and handing the other half to Maggie.

"Then you don't know how to look for him?" said Maggie, looking at the half of the cake and sighing, "yes, if you go to him, the children who follow him will probably beat you, and the children here are even more terrifying than we were then." ”

"Maybe they need their 'Hitler' too?" said Theolod with a laugh, swallowing the cake that seemed to have been sitting for days in one gulp, putting away the candle that had been lit for less than ten seconds, and placing it in the cabinet next to it, there were many short candles that burned up to the buttocks, "Grandma, look at it, I put all the candles here from the cabinet below, so that you don't have to bend down to find it if the power goes out." ”

"You know, your grandma isn't that old. ”

"And, don't think about saving money to send me money, I don't need to, grandma, I can support myself, you just have to take care of yourself, buy yourself more delicious food, you know? ”

"Hey, you kid, how do you know how to eat?"

"The body is the foundation, of course, don't forget that the weather has changed a lot recently, wear more clothes, don't catch a cold......"

"Theo, you have four days left to leave. ”

Theolod looked at his grandmother, who was half a head shorter than him, and took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

"However, I feel like I still have a lot of things to do. ”

Yes, he still had so many things to tell his grandmother, like the world where he passed away before he could share his success with her. He wanted to tell her all the wind and rain and pain he had suffered for decades, but he couldn't.

Maggie patted her grandson on the back and comforted: "Okay, okay, I'm going to prepare you some of your favorite biscuits, as well as clothes, you're growing your body, and soon you won't be able to wear those clothes, and I'll do my best to make you a new sweater, and you can put it on when you get there." ”

When Theolod came to her and told her about his dreams and decisions, Maggie chose to support her unconditionally, despite her reluctance, because she saw the light in Theorod's eyes, something she had never seen in his eyes in more than a decade. No matter what the world, she chooses to support her children.

"You know I'm going to succeed, I will, and then, I'm going to change your house so that you don't have to worry about anything in your old age. ”

"I know, Theo, that I knew from birth that you were a child of the Lechtes......"

Four days later, in the early morning, Theorod dragged a suitcase alone and waved goodbye to his grandmother, whose hair was graying. As the train moved slowly, he seemed to see tears in the corners of his grandmother's eyes and a tall and thin figure hurrying into the platform.

He looked at the blue sky in the distance and gradually clenched his fists.

After arriving in Los Angeles, Theolod was not in a hurry to find an agent or attend any interviews, and the first thing he did was to find a place to stay. Theolod, who had long passed the age of high material requirements, quickly found a place to live, located in the attic of an old residential building, only about 20 square meters, with no furniture, cold in winter and hot in summer, but the transportation was quite convenient, and the rent was cheap.

He then got two jobs, working as a waiter in a restaurant during the day and a dishwasher in a bar at night.

By the time his life was basically stable, almost three months had passed, and he was gradually on the right track.

Eventually, he met Marshall Upton.

Probably because of alcohol, or thinking that he really met someone who didn't want the other party to run away, Marshall helped Theorod solve the pile of wine glasses, and followed Theorod directly back to his attic. Along the way, Marshall gushed about Theorod's current situation in Hollywood and the direction he envisioned the future. Theolod just listened, occasionally smiling and nodding, but didn't say anything.

"Oh God, this is where you live?" exclaimed, as Marshall followed Theolod to his "house" and saw the humble place, "This is even more shabby than mine." ”

"What kind of apartment do you expect a seventeen-year-old child to handle?" Theolod shrugged and walked to the small Xiaoice box next to him, "Beer, by the way, be careful." ”

"Well, what......" Marshall was still thinking about what Theorod was talking about with his back to him, but the next second his head hit the sloping roof, "Okay, I see, I'll be careful, thank you, but you're not old enough to drink, and you're not allowed to touch alcohol for your image from now on." ”

"Yes. Theolod nodded and tossed the cold beer to the other party, "Actually, I have to tell you one thing before you draw up a contract, and then you decide whether you sign me or not." ”

"What?" said Marshall, pulling open the can.

"I'm from a chaotic neighborhood in North Las Vegas, and the living conditions and environment are very bad, so I've had fights and drugs before. Theolodra crossed a bench and sat across from Marshall, looking at him calmly, with a hint of eccentricity in his blue-green eyes.

Marshall's drinking movement paused slightly, and then returned to normal.

"Quitted?"

"Very clean. ”

"That's no problem, you're smart and didn't hide it because I wasn't worried that I wouldn't sign it after I learned about it. To tell you the truth, kid, there are more people in Hollywood who are contaminated with this thing, and there are more people who have changed their ways, this is nothing, let me know in advance, and I can be prepared for anything when the time comes, but you are a little young, and crisis public relations is a little difficult, but it is not much difficulty. ”

"I know, so I sued you. ”

“…… All right. Marshall felt that the smile on the corner of the child's mouth was a little strange, as if there was something in the words, so he changed the topic somewhat unnaturally, "Let's talk about the content of the contract specifically......"

The two talked almost late at night, Marshall drained all of Theorod's beers, and at the end he put his arm around Theorod's neck and looked to the future with his throat pulled at his throat. Seeing too many people who were drunk and crazy, Theolod had no choice but to smile helplessly and deal with it casually.

"Theo, if I ask you something, you must answer honestly......" Finally, Marshall, who was lying on the bed, said vaguely, he had closed his eyes, as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

"Hmm. Theorod snorted.

"Seriously, why did you choose me? I'm just a loser......

"......" Theolod looked at Marshall, who was waving his hand and patting the bed, silently took off his shoes, held down his restless hands, and covered him with a quilt.

"Because...... You look like an old friend of mine, nice, very good old friend. Theolod gradually sank his eyes, which were too beautiful and too inappropriate for his age, and looked at Marshall's face as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

"Hey, that old friend of yours must be a loser too!"

"No, he's successful, very successful, he owns his career, his family, his ...... Friend. ”

Theolod said, a bitter and gentle smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Marshall, who was lying on the bed, had already fallen asleep.