Words and images are two completely different carriers, Duke knows this very well, and is not struck by his mother's evaluation, and after a short break of a few days to adjust his mental state, he plunges headlong into this unfathomable circle like all newcomers who aspire to make a name for themselves in Hollywood.

He has his own advantages, as a native of Los Angeles, his family is also somewhat connected to Hollywood, and he is very familiar with the set and the Hollywood model, and will not run around like a fledgling stunned young man, headless flies.

Before the departure, Duke made certain preparations and set the goal he was looking for.

In Hollywood, if a screenwriter writes a script that he thinks is good, he generally takes two paths.

First, like a self-written and self-directed director, he goes to some influential producer or agency, such as CAA, to sell his ideas, and if he can get the appreciation of the other party, these producers or companies with extensive connections and connections will recommend the project to the production company, and after strict review, they will attract the necessary investment.

The second is to go directly to the relevant departments of the production company to submit the script, and then go through the screening and assessment of the film company layer by layer, which is the simplest and most direct way, and it is also a practice with little hope.

Duke knew several producers, but unfortunately none of them knew him, except for George Lucas, who had a relationship with his mother.

So Duke wanted to try the second option first, and even if he failed, he had nothing to lose.

Armed with a few copies of the script, Duke drove straight to Century City on the west side of Beverly Hills, one of the most famous large business complexes in Los Angeles, home to many film, television and music companies, and Duke targeted the largest of them all, the Twentieth Century Fox, which occupies the entire Fox Tower!

Carrying his handbag, Duke walked into the main entrance of the Fox Building, his eyes quickly swept through the wide hall, and walked unhurriedly towards the front desk.

"Is there anything I can help you, sir?"

Twentieth Century Fox's receptionist at the front desk showed good professionalism and showed Duke a warm smile.

"I'm looking for Mr. Tim Fisher from the Editorial Department."

The person who can be sent to an important face department by a large company is certainly not a fool, so Duke does not spare the circle, and directly expresses his intentions, "Excuse me, is he there?" ”

"Do you have an appointment?" The front desk lady's smile was still bright.

"......No," Duke shook his head slowly, "I'd love to make an appointment, but I don't know his secretarial number." ”

Even if he knew, I'm afraid the other party wouldn't make an appointment for him.

"May I ask you what you're here for?"

Hearing the skillful questioning of the front desk lady, Duke gestured to her handbag, "I'm a screenwriter and director, and I have a script for Mr. Tim Fisher to see." ”

Seeing the other party's slightly surprised expression, Duke said, "Aren't I like it?" ”

"That's not what I meant." The front desk lady looked slightly apologetic, "It's just that you look too young." ”

Sighing in his heart, Duke could only secretly say that sure enough, his age and qualifications were indeed a hard injury.

"Can you make a phone call for me?" He asked again.

"This ......"

Seeing that the other party was a little embarrassed, Duke immediately showed a sincere expression, just like all young people who are eager for opportunities.

"I can speak to Mr. Fisher's secretarial desk."

I have to say that Duke's handsome face full of sincerity played a lot of roles, and the front desk lady quickly dialed a phone number, and after a few simple words, she hung up.

"I'm sorry, this gentleman ......"

"Duke, you can call me Duke."

"Okay, Duke, Mr. Fisher doesn't have time now, you can directly submit the script to the editorial review department on the seventh floor, and someone will accept it."

"Thank you!"

Duke said this sentence very sincerely, after all, they are all strangers, and the other party can't do more.

Taking the elevator up to the seventh floor, Duke made a little inquiry and found an office, which was the department of Twentieth Century Fox that received hundreds of scripts every month, to put it mildly.

"Life and death?"

Duke was received by a man in his thirties, who took the copy and handed over a form, "Leave your name, phone number, address, and email address, and we will notify you as soon as there is news." ”

"Thank you......"

Picking up the carbon pen, Duke quickly filled out the form and handed it back to the other party, the man took it and looked at it, sandwiched it in the script, and casually put it on the cabinet next to him.

Duke had been looking at this qiē, especially the thick mountain-like stacks on the Wen Jiàn cabinet, which were obviously scripts waiting to be reviewed, and some of them even accumulated a lot of dust.

He didn't ask the director's question, it didn't help to say it to the staff at this level, and judging from the situation on the set, Twentieth Century Fox used the script on the phone...... Well, he doesn't have to get his hopes up either.

In less than ten minutes, this kind of reception that the film company does not know how many times a month is over, and despite his reluctance, despite his desire to meet Fox's more vocal bigwigs, Duke knows that with his own way, this is almost impossible.

Back in the lobby on the first floor, Duke beckoned to the reception lady just now, and did not leave, but walked to the side of the hall to rest, found a position where he could basically see the entrance and exit of the elevator room, sat down and began to wait patiently.

Success is never a simple thing, let alone a nobody like him, he used to wait for the opportunity, he has enough patience.

It was close to noon when Duke's eyes keenly caught three figures who had just walked out, walking closest to him, almost completely blocking the people behind him, who were very similar to Tim Fisher who had appeared in the newspaper, and it should be him.

Taking out the script from his handbag, Duke walked over without hesitation, but did not immediately run to the other party, but followed him out of the Fox Building.

"Duke?"

Just as he walked out, an extremely familiar voice came from ahead, "Why are you here?" ”

Hearing this, Duke, whose eyes were always on Tim Fisher, turned his head slightly, only to realize that the one who was the furthest from him among the three was actually the agent Lovett.

Yes...... No, it should be the former broker, and the contract between the two parties expired back in May.

Nodding slightly, Duke turned to Tim Fisher's front.

"Sorry to bother you, Mr. Fisher." He said in a very quick and polite manner, "I have a copy of the script here, please read it." ”

Perhaps often encountering this situation, Tim Fisher was not surprised, reached out to stop the security guard who was about to come, took the script handed by Duke, and turned his head to look at the other side, "Lovett, this is someone from CAA?" ”

"Mr. Fisher, Mr. Bob."

Lovett, the outermost Rowit, respectfully said to Tim Fisher and Martin Bob in the middle, "He used to be my contracted actor, and the company didn't renew his contract when it expired in May. ”

His meaning is very obvious, CAA is not optimistic about Duke, and voluntarily gave up on him.

"Actors? Didn't renew? ”

Tim Fisher frowned, and put down his hand just about to turn over the script, "Duke, huh?" I've taken the script, and if there's a problem, I'll get someone to contact you. ”

With that, he waved his hand to stop what Duke was about to say.

Duke is not stupid either, knowing that if he is entangled, the security guard behind him will definitely come over, he politely said 'thank you', turned around and left slowly.

"This is the Rosenberg kid?"

A middle-aged man's voice sounded in the back, Duke knew that this was CAA's earliest Big Five, and now Martin Bob, the top powerful figure in Hollywood, the other party didn't need to worry that he hadn't gone far yet, and he didn't need to worry about being heard by him, "I thought he had some potential, but in CAA's evaluation of its artists this year, his ability evaluation was D, his potential was E, and he was a person who was given up by CAA." ”

Even if he doesn't look back, Duke can guess Tim Fisher's expression, and the person who was abandoned by the current CAA is still in full swing still has a future in Hollywood?

Hold back the desire to turn back. It wasn't until he walked around the corner that Duke turned his head slightly to glance at the Fox Building, just in time to see Tim Fisher send off the two agents of CAA, casually handed the script to a staff member in the past, and turned around and entered the Fox Building without looking back.

Actually, it's not unexpected, is it?

Starting his second-hand Ford, Duke spun the wheel and slowly drove away from the parking lot, the big people need face, and they also need to show their talent side in public, after Lovett's words, Tim Fisher said just pretty words, after all, he didn't even have the idea of asking for his name and contact information.

Maybe the other party doesn't have the power to directly decide on the establishment of a film project, but it is not difficult to veto a script.

Out of the confines of Beverly Hills, Duke casually finds a place to settle his lunch and set out on the journey again, and defeat does not hurt him, it only makes him more tenacious.

This time his destination was Burbank, the car drove into the city, and it didn't take much effort to find the iconic Warner Building, ask at the front desk, and take the elevator to the office floor belonging to Warner Bros.

Probably by God's favor, when Duke went to deliver the script, he actually met Jeff from Warner Bros., who was in charge of the film business? Robinoff, a Jew of Eastern European descent, gave Duke five minutes after hearing his brief self-introduction, perhaps out of the face of his fellow Jewish.

“…… A bus with a bomb planted by a criminal hurtles through the city, and the bomb explodes when the speed drops below 50 miles per hour, and the bus is filled with innocent passengers, a temporary female driver, and a police officer who has been chosen by the criminals to join the game......"

Five minutes is not short, but it is not long, and Duke only succinctly talked about the main idea of the script and his desire to become a director.

The middle-aged Jew, who was slightly bald, lifted his eyes, leaned back in his office chair, looked at Duke standing next to him, and asked, "If I understand correctly, young Mr. Rosenberg, you ...... Want to direct your own script? ”

"Yes." Duke nodded earnestly.

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