Ten minutes, a dimly lit closed room, four people, what can happen?

The interviewer for a film is usually composed of three aspects: the investor, the director and the actors' union, and in order to ensure that the film they invest in will not go wrong, the investor will send a producer to supervise the director's various work, including casting. As the person in charge of a film, the director has to take care of everything big or small, of course, sometimes there will be a situation where the casting director sits in the interviewer position instead of the director himself. The representatives of the actors' union are to ensure the fairness and justice of casting, safeguard the interests of actors, and prevent shady and underground transactions.

And the role of a supporting actor in the film debut of a semi-newcomer director, which seems simple and without any difficulty, can make four heavyweights appear on the interview table, which is enough to prove that this role is unusual.

Producer Hawkcoch, director Gregory Hoberlett, screenwriter Steve Shagan, and Screen Actors Guild representative Margaret Bookman, the four gathered at the interview table and had a heated discussion. Except for Margaret, the other three are all characters who decide whether the film will sell or fail, so the argument between the three of them is the fiercest.

"Oh my God, which of you is going to sue me that I'm not dreaming? That Edward Norton was a genius! He has perfectly met the standards of Allen in my mind, and he has never acted in a movie before except for graduation films and guest TV series?! Screenwriter Steve cried out with his head in disbelief.

"That's right, that kid is a monster, how did he come up with the idea of stuttering?" Producer Ren Hawk crossed his chest and thought back to Norton's interview, and to be honest, he was thinking about what to eat at noon before he came in, and when the man who looked like an underage child came in, he completely grabbed his attention.

"Stuttering...... Yes, stuttering! Stuttering can reflect Allen's vulnerability and innocence, and people will only think of how to love and not accuse him of being a murderer when they see a stuttering white rabbit, so that there will be a reversal in the end! Director Gregory chimed in.

"And the conversion! This kid's eyes are too playful! When the other side of him came along, I almost believed that he was Roy! Steve said with some excitement, "If you want me to say, the remaining 101 will be taken care of, and it will be decided on this kid directly." ”

"No need to discuss, what else is there to negotiate? He has Oscar-level acting skills, but he is still a newcomer and gets a newcomer's salary! Hawke nodded and expressed his hands in agreement, "We have chosen a treasure from the sea, and his acting skills are stronger than Mark Damon!" ”

"So, we've finally finalized the candidates?" Margaret sat in a chair next to her, a little tired from more than four hours of interviewing, and now she wouldn't have to sit all afternoon if someone was decided.

Hawk and Steve immediately looked at Gregory, and the latter immediately nodded: "He's the Allen in my mind......"

Gregory said, looking at Norton's resume, and he happened to find the last resume below that resume, and the handsome boy on it, and he couldn't help but hesitate when he thought of the meal of Marshall, the nephew of a college classmate from before.

“…… Wait, though. In the end, Gregory sighed, he was the last one anyway, and the interview with this kid could be regarded as giving Marshall an explanation, and he could go to dinner as he could.

"What? Wait a minute? I don't understand, Gray, why wait when we have the best candidate? Hawke frowned disapprovingly.

Gregory picked up the last resume and motioned to the others: "There is only one person left, everyone, we have interviewed 99 people, now let's round it up?" There is a beginning and an end, and anyway, here we all understand the end result. ”

"It's just a waste of time, my stomach is already rumbling, Gray." Steve looked helplessly at his director.

"Hold on to the end, Steve, after the interview, you don't have to continue in the afternoon, and then the four of us go to the restaurant around the corner for a meal, how about it?" Gregory said, looking at Margaret again, as if trying to pull an alliance for himself, "Mary, what do you think?" ”

"Okay, okay, for the sake of our cooperation before." Margaret waved her hand, "Guys, this is the hundredth!" ”

Hawke and Steve looked at each other and sat back in their chairs a little absent-mindedly. In fact, it was not just the two of them, everyone in this room was a little absent-minded, after all, after seeing Edward Norton's talented performance, they lost interest in everyone else, even if Leonardo suddenly repented and said that he wanted to play Alan, they would not agree to it eight times out of ten.

So, while the four of them were either immersed in Norton's performance and had not yet come out, or had already begun to think about lunch, the last interviewee, Theolod Lecht, walked into the room.

When they saw Theolod for the first time, these four people did have a reaction with their eyes lit up, because this child is indeed very good-looking and very attractive, and his indifferent momentum made up and down his body did add a lot of points to the first impression of the four of them.

But that's all, they have seen 99 handsome guys and beautiful men with different characteristics this morning, plus they have already decided on a candidate in their hearts, and now they have no interest in this No. 100.

"You may be seated. First, introduce yourself. Gregory was the most patient of the four, and he was the first to speak, according to the procedure.

"Hello four, I'm ......"

Theolod was about to speak, but was interrupted by Steve in a less friendly way. "Theolod Recht, I know, we all know. Okay, we've got your resume, everything we want to know. His implication was that he didn't want to know anything else, "Let me see...... What kind of joke is this, kid, it says you're only seventeen? So you don't look small but really underage, right? ”

"Yes, as it says on my resume, I was born on January 28, 1978." Theolod didn't care about his age in the slightest, he looked at the other person confidently and calmly.

Although he has a calmness and maturity that is impossible for his age, and although his invisible momentum can indeed make others attract him at the first sight of him, his temperament is too unworthy of Allen, who is not a heartthrob who gives the first impression of being knowledgeable and fascinating.

And a person's temperament is not so easy to change, this requires years of acting skills accumulated in acting, obviously, this seventeen-year-old newcomer cannot have such excellent acting skills, and the interview is a complete waste of time.

"I think that's the end of the interview, don't you think?" Hawke looked at the others.

The other three nodded slightly. Gregory said apologetically to Theorod, "Lecht, right? Although Alan is a nineteen-year-old, the role is a very complex one, and we don't usually consider actors under the age of twenty, you know? ”

He doesn't seem to want to discourage a child, so he doesn't talk very heavily.

"I understand, because you think that actors under the age of twenty are too young, not have enough social experience, and their acting skills are too immature and young." Theolod said, seeing Gregory nodding his head and suddenly laughing, and the gaze that had always looked at everyone mildly suddenly became aggressive, "But that's the general situation." How can you be sure that there are no special circumstances without seeing my acting skills? ”

The four of them were suddenly startled by this gentle young man, they looked at each other, and in their respective eyes, they saw the smile in each other's eyes.

Yes, laugh, they have seen too many overconfident newcomers who have no one in their eyes, thinking that they have a little talent, coupled with the bragging of a less responsible agent on the side, they feel that they are incomparable, and this kind of person often has no ability, and after being sharpened by the cruel law of the jungle in Hollywood for a while, they will completely disappear.

Obviously, they think that this child is also that kind of person.

"Well, you're right, and I'm here to avoid this kind of injustice of brushing others down before they have seen the actors' acting skills." Margaret laughed and said that it looked like she was speaking for Theolod, but in fact she wanted to teach the newcomer a good lesson.

Seeing that the Actors Guild had spoken, the others spread their hands, and they looked at Theorod with a not very friendly attitude, and motioned for him to demonstrate what he understood to be Allen.

However, what happened next was like a wild horse on the loose, completely beyond their cognition and imagination.

A teenager who sat in place one second and exuded a temperament like gravity, and in the next second, the temperament of the whole person changed dramatically. He lowered his head slightly, sat quietly at the table, and lowered his blue eyes, which were clear and dazzling under the strong light of the lamp on the table, as if he did not dare to make any eye contact with the four people in front of him.

He hunched his back, which made him look even thinner at 177. He tried to put his hands hanging under the table on the table, but he seemed to care about the attitude of the four people in front of him, so the moment he raised his arms slightly, he suddenly and quickly raised his eyes to glance at the four people.

The eyes, wet like a newborn fawn, clear, pure and immaculate, as if they were born impossible to be contaminated with any sin, with a trace of timidity, as well as childlike innocence and expectation, after seeing that the four of them did not say anything, they slowly put their hands on the table, and pinched their fingers with some anxiety.

"I... My name is...... Allan... Stan... History... Stanler. Theorod's face did not have the polite and graceful arc of the door at all, but a serious one, but his overly delicate face and evasive eyes made the seriousness look more like a silly. He seemed to be tempted to make his words clear, but the more he spoke, the more unclear he became, and he stuttered a little.

Yes, stuttering! This kid did the same! The four of them were stunned.

And Theorod has a little low self-esteem about his stuttering, so his voice is very small and very soft. His warm baritone was soft under his subtle treatment, and there was a hint of nasality that made him speak as if he were crying.

His face was still that stupid and serious, and after he finished saying his name, his breathing was a little rapid and flustered, and he squeezed his fingers tightly, making them as pale as his face. "I ...... I don't... No...... Bad... Murderer," he said, raising his somewhat trembling pupils and looking at the four of them with a hint of urgency, like a child expecting praise from an adult, and the reddish eyes seemed to be about to cry, making his nasal voice even more convincing, "Please... Believe me, please ......"

The light of the lamp struck his delicate face, illuminating every pore of his face, making his face, pale with fright, look even more weak and helpless. And his eyes, blue eyes as pure as the sky, the moment they trembled and looked at the four of them, the four of them even nodded instinctively, they couldn't refuse such a simple and beautiful gaze, and the fragile and helpless teenager.

However, at the moment when they almost said "We believe in you", Theolod's body suddenly stepped back a little, leaving the bright light and entering the junction of dim light and darkness, leaving only the hands that had been tightly intertwined, staying in the bright light. And the slender fingers of those hands also opened easily in an instant, and slowly raised-

"Smack, smack, smack." Three slow and rhythmic applause pulled the four of them back from the fragile boy they had just seen, and they looked at Theorod and froze again - for in the darkness the boy smiled, not the warm smile he had when he entered the door, not the shy smile of Allen, but a demagogic and mocking evil smile, with a hint of anger.

His clear blue eyes turned into a mysterious green in an instant.

"Well, well, well......" Theolod spat out three modal words, and the rhythm of these three modal words was exactly the same as the rhythm of his applause, and even each one was dyed with a different tone, until the third tone, the evil aura and the hoarseness of the tail note actually made the four of them tremble.

"Is this how you are a crying/son who only knows how to convince others?" Although the sentence was still very soft, Theolod showed no sign of stuttering, and even, his voice changed, from baritone to bass, like a demon crawling up from the abyss, with an evocative hoarseness that came out of nowhere, and the tone was very slow, playful and mocking intertwined, like the calm before a storm.

"Bang!"

The four of them were startled by the sudden slap on the table, and they stared at Theorod with wide eyes and incredulous eyes, while the other slammed the table over, like a raging storm, and suddenly raised their voices - "Fuck it!" Not a murderer? Didn't kill anyone? Oh yes, yes ~ you didn't kill ~ " Theorod's tone was very mocking and teasing, and then the next second, he resumed his initial violence.

"You're running to me crying and begging, begging me, begging me to kill him! Weak slut! Lao Tzu stabbed you 179 times, but you were scared when you only stabbed 1 stab? Useless waste! Why not check out my masterpiece! Theolod slammed his fist into the wall on the side, it was a real smash, and it was so hard that his phalanges even became bloody in that instant.

And he didn't care, like a beast of total indulgence.

Instinctively, when those green eyes turned to the four interviewers, they flinched out of fear, and even when Theorod walked towards them, they almost got up and stepped back. But they didn't do that, and after Theorod took two slow steps forward, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Gregory by the collar with such force that he pulled him directly from his position.

With a "thud", the chair behind him toppled to the ground.

The others involuntarily turned to the side and looked at the dangerous man.

"Martin, is that al, Allen's defense lawyer?" The boy lowered his head, his originally thin figure now looked as if he had an overwhelming aura, his dangerous gaze scanning Gregory's face, and every time his eyeball moved, Gregory felt a knife slash across his cheek.

"I heard you're a good defense lawyer, so ......," Theolod laughed, his eyes crooked. His smile was obviously the pure and slightly shy arc of Allen, but the eyes curved like a crescent moon were extremely aggressive, and even had a hint of cunning and addiction/gentlemanly impulse, "We will ask you, after all, I don't want to stab you 179 times." ”

At the moment when he finished speaking, Theorod let go of Gregory and helped Gregory straighten his collar by the way. Then he took a step back, the terrifying look on his face suddenly vanished, and he returned to his original gentleness and courtesy.

"Excuse me, what do you think?"

He smiled, like the warm sun of March.