Chapter 286: The Next Lucas (Part II)

With the check written by Lin Mingyang, Lisa easily solved the dilemma faced by Barus, but Barrus, who was standing on the side, was a little confused. He clearly remembered that when he went to visit Winston, Winston's family, represented by Lisa, was not polite to him at all, and she would come out at this time to help him solve his predicament, which was unimaginable to Barrus.

After watching Lisa fill in the amount of Barrus's arrears on the check, the fat landlord immediately lost interest in "arguing" with Barrus, and she walked back to the apartment in slippers, anxious to go back to her soap opera.

"Doesn't she walk and wriggle like a fat pig?" In order to be able to talk to Lisa, Barrus unceremoniously arranged his landlord, and he thought he had made a humorous analogy, but Lisa's cold gaze was greeted by him.

"I don't care what she looks like, but the way you were lying on the street just now made me dare not compliment."

Barrus's face was embarrassed, he rubbed his hands and didn't know what to say for a while, and finally he could only babble nonsense: "Mr. Winston must have asked you to come, and I will personally visit him one day to thank him."

Lisa's face suddenly changed dramatically when she heard this, this guy didn't even know the news of her father's death, which made her disdain for Barrus in her heart even stronger, and even showed a look of disgust in her expression when she spoke.

"Then you go die"

Barrus watched in amazement as Lisa spewed out such a cruel word, he didn't even know what he had annoyed the other party, but instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"Why should I die if I am living well?"

Lisa glared at him viciously, gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Because then you can see my father"

"What" Barrus took a few steps back as if struck by lightning, and looked at Lisa's reddish eyes, he suddenly hugged his head in pain, "You mean Mr. Winston is dead?" ”

Lisa sneered, "Isn't it funny, my father specifically mentioned you in his will, but you didn't even know the news of his death, Barus, you are a fucking bastard"

In the past, Barrus would fight back when he heard such insults, even if he had a weak character, but this time he stood in place as if he had lost his soul, his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lisa didn't want to talk to him at all now, but because of her father's will, she still resisted the disgust in her heart and said to Barrus: "My father recommended you to a big Hollywood man in his will, and the money just now was paid by that person, and he is now in the car on the side of the road, the opportunity has been given to you, you can do it yourself."

After saying this, Lisa went straight back to the car without looking back, and Kate noticed that she didn't look right, and patted her on the shoulder as if comfortingly.

"Lisa, did that guy you off?"

"He didn't even know the news of my father's death, and my father was still—" At this point, Lisa's voice was already a little choked.

"That's too much," Kate began to cheer for Lisa, and even threw her sympathy for Barrus out of the clouds.

"I think I should have made the right decision... This Barus disappoints me, let's go" Lin Mingyang started the car, and Barus, who was stunned on the side of the road, suddenly woke up, he hurriedly rushed to the side of the body, and while banging on the window violently, he opened his mouth wide and gestured with his hands.

Lin Mingyang reluctantly lowered the car window, Barrus was obviously stunned when he saw him, and he reacted the same way when he saw Kate, but his gaze did not linger too much on the two, and soon turned to Lisa.

"I'm sorry, but I've been so busy showing my model research to various crews all this time, going out early every day and not coming back until the evening, so I basically don't have time to read the news and newspapers... I am saddened by Mr. Winston's departure, and I would like to visit him at the burial site if I could. He still has a few books and some things left with me, and I'll send them back tomorrow. I'm really upset, I should have known the news sooner."

Barus lowered his head with a painful expression, and by observing his eye movements, Lin Mingyang, who was familiar with applied psychology, could basically determine that he was not pretending, and even had a better impression of this person.

After saying these words, Barus turned around and left without looking back, without the slightest idea of taking the opportunity to talk to Lin Mingyang. Perhaps a person like him who behaves absurdly on the outside also has his own reserve and pride in his heart.

"Mr. Barus, please wait a minute" Lin Mingyang, who had made up his mind, suddenly stopped the other party.

Seeing Barrus turn his head blankly, Lin Mingyang smiled slightly, "You patronized and talked to Ms. Lisa just now, and it seems that you missed the words that should thank me." ”

"I will find a way to return the money to you as soon as possible" When facing Lin Mingyang, Barus did not have the grievances and flattery of the landlord just now, and he had no intention of climbing up according to Lin Mingyang's wishes, such a reaction made Lin Mingyang's evaluation of him go up to another level.

"You know my identity" Lin Mingyang tapped his fingers on the edge of the car window irregularly, and said seemingly casually: "Although I am not an absolute businessman, I will never do loss-making business... In my judgment, it's almost impossible for you to repay the rent I paid on your behalf in a short period of time, unless you suddenly win the jackpot or go to the bank. I don't mean to look down on you when I say this, I'm just reminding you that you can give me a more reliable promise than that flirtatious reply just now? ”

Barrus didn't expect that the dignified chairman of the board of directors of MGM would actually "force debts" to himself in such a way, to be honest, whether Barrus could repay the money owed to Lin Mingyang, even he didn't know in his own heart. I just said that just to fill my fragile self-esteem, but Lin Mingyang used this "cruel" way to pierce this layer of tissue paper.

"What do you want me to do?" Barrus stood there blankly, his eyes full of doubt.

"What can you do for me?" Lin Mingyang's rhetorical question is also very interesting.

Forced to be helpless, Barus began to give up on himself: "I'm just a special effects artist who makes models, maybe I don't even deserve such a title, as you saw just now, my work is a pile of garbage in the eyes of others." ”

"Even garbage is just a misplaced resource... Although I have not seen your work with my own eyes, Mr. Winston must have had a good eye, and he recommended you to me in his will, and I have a film like this that I need someone like you. ”

Lin Mingyang was observing Barrus's expression as he spoke, and when he saw that the other party's eyes gradually brightened, he nodded secretly in his heart.

"Have you ever been a director?"

An abrupt question made Barrus stunned, he didn't have time to figure out what Lin Mingyang meant, he had already shook his head, let alone being a director, even the experience of working in the crew was pitiful, and what he usually did was doing more than odd manual work, if Winston hadn't appreciated his talent, maybe he would have been obsessed with everyone by now, and his talent would have been wiped out by reality.

Of course, the road of choosing to persist in the struggle between dreams and reality is extremely bumpy, and Barus's downfall today is due to his vain persistence, and just when he was about to lose his hold, someone suddenly opened a window for him, just like a drowning man suddenly grabbed a lifebuoy, how can there be no reason not to hold on firmly.

"Well, I admit that many successful directors haven't actually studied film properly, and although you are a blank slate now, I can give you a chance... You said you'd soar, but I hope you're a Lucas."

As he spoke, Lin Mingyang took out a stack of bound scripts from the folder on the seat next to him and handed it to Barus, who was still in a daze outside the window.

"This is the script for my new film, you have three days, after reading the script, bring your shooting plan to MGM to find me."

"But—" Barrus took the script with some hesitation, his throat rolling for a moment, but finally he couldn't help but say his concerns.

Lin Mingyang put on sunglasses and started the car, before leaving, he stuck his head out of the window and said loudly to Barrus: "Give you a piece of advice, find you to be the director, I don't expect you to bring me much surprise in the construction of the plot and the sublimation of the theme, you just need to give full play to your expertise and do a good job in the sensory form of this movie... I think you know what I mean."

Watching the car disappear quickly at the intersection, Barrus slowly clenched the hand holding the script, and the title of "Terminator 4: Savior" on the cover looked particularly dazzling in the sun.

Barrus never dreamed that such an opportunity would fall to him, and he never imagined that he would almost lose it. At this moment, in addition to excitement, he was more grateful to the deceased Winston, in fact, this old man, who was also a teacher and friend, left him such a rich "legacy" after his death.

At the same time that Barrus was standing on the side of the road in a daze, his fat room rushed out of the concierge of the apartment, she changed her attitude towards Barrus in the past, and asked in a rare soft voice: "The person who talked to you in the car just now looks a little familiar, he can't be Lin, right?" ”

Barrus looked at his landlord with some strangeness, "Don't you know him?" ”

It was really the landlady who slapped Barrus's shoulder with a fat and heavy palm after a scream of "oh", "I haven't seen it before, it turns out that you are really a big name in Hollywood, and you can actually talk to Lin"

Her tone was full of envy, jealousy and hatred, but Barrus pouted: "The one who can talk to Lin is not necessarily a great character, at least I am not now... But those days will soon be over, and then I will let everyone remember my name," he clenched the script in his hand, like a hope for the future.

The fat landlord was a rare anode to not sarcastically mock Barrus, but joked, "If you do have that day, when you are still living in this apartment, I can receive letters for you for free"

[]

(If there is an error in the chapter, please report it to us)