Cinema as an art did not take hold until the thirties of the twentieth century, when no matter how much market it won for cinema, it was regarded as a worldly tasteless thing, and only the laity went back to watch it. The so-called high-grade people, in addition to concerts, will choose drama, and that is the thing that is the wind and snow.

Therefore, drama has always had a good market in the United States. Broadway plays, in particular, often tour the country.

"A Woman's Happiness?" Leo held his head high, stared at the huge billboard, read it word by word, and laughed: "What's so funny about this bullshit, go, drink." ”

Victor shook his head and pointed to the billboard: "What do you think, guy?" ”

"Which guy?" Leo leaned in.

On the billboard is a huge poster, on which are nothing more than some theater stars, and on the bottom supporting role, there is a small face, if you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all.

"It's not bad, but it's far worse than me." Leo Tract.

Victor took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said, "Leo, go buy tickets, let's see this scene." ”

"What's there to see!?" Leo clutched his head in pain, but went to buy a ticket anyway.

"Is that you?" Looking at the face on the billboard, Victor muttered to himself.

……

The play was about to begin, but most of the two or three hundred seats in the theater were empty, and it seemed that the play was not very popular.

After a burst of music, the play begins, and the protagonists appear one after another, performing a Shakespearean aiqing story. In all fairness, this play is simply terrible, the actors are bluffing, there is no emotional investment, and they are like puppets. People kept leaving the theater, and Leo fell asleep in his seat after watching it for less than ten minutes.

Victor endured, endured in drowsiness, and when a big young man jumped up on the stage, he couldn't help but look at him.

This young man, about twenty-four or five years old, was tall, at least one meter nine, with elegant manners, a typical gentleman's embryo, especially that face, upright, handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a pair of eyes shining like jewels.

After he came on stage, although his performance was a little green, he was innocent and sincere, which suddenly added infinite color to the stage.

Victor's breathing began to rapid, and he straightened up, staring at the young man his own age, staring at the face.

At this time, he was not interested in the story of the scene in front of him at all, and he didn't know when and where he was, only this face in his eyes, only the smile of this young man. Until the sparse applause rang out, until the end of the scene.

"Wake up!" The audience is leaving, complaining that it was a waste of money to watch the show, but Leo is still asleep, and Victor kicks the two goods awake.

"It's over?" Leo wiped his saliva and stood up: "Let's go!" Drink and go, find a girl! ”

"Find your head! Come with me! Victor gave Leo a blank look.

"Where?"

"Backstage!" Victor strode backstage.

"What's going on backstage!? There are no chicks. Leo rambled.

……

Background. It was busy, the actors who had just finished the show were removing their makeup, and they were smoking.

Victor searched for the face in the crowd, and after looking for a long time, he found a group of people standing in front of him, a thin man with a mustache pointing and scolding: "Work hard! Go for it! You sons of bitches have all ruined this drama of mine! Starting tomorrow, the encore! Three performances a day, and a week back to New York! ”

"Manager, three times a day, we can't bear it at all." A young man couldn't help but ask.

Victor's eyes lit up: Found it!

The thin man shook his hand and smashed the teacup in his hand: "If you don't add it, you will come and pay for my lost money!" Do you want to do it!? ”

Although a group of actors were not convinced, they looked at each other and endured.

"It's a bad drama, and you can't make any money by acting it again!" The young man covered his forehead and said loudly.

"Good cub, Mao has not yet started to bark!?" The thin man winked, and a few big men around him squeezed up and were about to do it.

"Wait! Wait! Victor saw badly, so he squeezed up and stopped the young man.

The thin man obviously didn't know Victor, and not only the thin man, but everyone around him looked at him in amazement.

"Who are you?" The thin man narrowed his eyes and looked at Victor carefully.

"You're the manager, aren't you?" Victor laughed.

"Despicable Broadway veteran director Bailey Stanford." The thin man said coaxingly.

"It turned out to be Mr. Stanford, like thunder." Victor held back his vomiting, accompanied by a smile, and said, "Mr. Stanford, can we talk in private?" ”

The thin man snorted coldly: "What do I have to talk to you about?" ”

Victor looked at his ragged self and understood the other party's feelings.

"Mr. Stanford, I don't know if John Ford is going to talk to you, are you interested?" Victor Tiger Skin as a banner.

"John Ford? Which John Ford? Stanford Road.

Leo saw that he was about to do it again: "Hollywood's famous director John Ford, you don't know who it is?" ”

The muscles on Stanford's face twitched suddenly: "It turned out to be Mr. Ford!?" Are you Mr. Ford's man? Haha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please come in, let's talk inside. ”

Stanford came to a hundred and eighty degrees in an instant, and hurriedly said that Victor invited into an office inside, and asked people to take cigarettes and pour coffee.

"It's a bit of a mess here, I'm sorry, what do you call it?" Stanford hands Victor a cigarette with both hands.

"It doesn't matter what my name is." Victor took the cigarette, handed it to Leo, then looked at Stanford and said, "The young man just now, call in too." ”

Confused, Stanford walked to the door and called the young man in.

The young man was obviously still angry, and as soon as he entered the room, he sat on his chair and bowed his head silently.

"Excuse me, what is Mr. Ford looking for me? Why didn't he come in person? Stanford rubbed his hands together and laughed.

Leo Niucha was incomparable: "Mr. Ford is so busy, how can he come in person." It's enough for us to come. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Stanford grinned.

Victor pointed at the young man: "This, is it from your crew?" ”

"Huh?" Stanford was stunned, looked at the young man randomly, and said with a smile: "Yes, he was found out by me last year and just signed a five-year contract with me." ”

Victor sighed and said, "I wonder what I need to do if I poach him?" ”

Stanford looked at Victor, and then at the young man, Hahadaxiao.

"This gentleman, I won't tell you, you are like this, it makes me very embarrassed." Stanford is clearly official.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Victor Road.

Stanford looked like he was in pain: "I'll tell you the truth, although this young man is young, my future focus on training objects will be popular all over Broadway in the future!" How could I possibly let it out, this is a cash cow. You say, don't you? ”

Victor cursed secretly: profiteers!

Damn, it's just an unknown supporting role, who was just beating and scolding outside, and he turned his face and said that he was the key training object!

If you are too stupid, you shouldn't have said that you want to dig it, isn't this equivalent to handing the knife to someone else.

"Make an offer." Victor said coldly.

Leo kicked Victor and whispered, "You're crazy!" You're not a scout in a big studio, why are you doing this!? ”

"You don't care." Victor gave Leo a blank look.

"Where's the money!?" Leo opened his eyes.

"Someone will pay for it." Victor motioned for the two to stop talking.

Stanford on the other side pondered for a while and said, "Since Mr. Ford likes it, it is an honor for our troupe, but this young man has just signed a contract with me, and he is a key training object, I think this number should be okay, right?" ”

Stanford held up a finger.

"How much? A thousand dollars?! "Leo was like a chrysanthemum stabbed.

"Ten thousand!" Stanford Orthodox.

"Why don't you rob the bank on a fucking day!?" Leo stood up and pulled Victor away: "This old boy is crazy! ”

Eat a trench and grow wise, and Victor also made a look of questioning to leave.

Stanford was in a hurry, and hurriedly stood up and stopped: "Both, let's discuss." ”

"Talk about it! Ten thousand dollars! You're an actor covered in gold!? Leo scolded.

"The five thousand?" Stanford Road.

Leo: "You're so unserious, do you believe that I'm beating you!?" Five thousand? Five thousand I'd rather buy a big flock of sheep! ”

"Three thousand?"

"Do you think I can't stun you with this fist?"

"It can't be a thousand, right!?" Stanford's flesh hurts.

Leo: "Think beautifully! Up to five hundred dollars! If you promise, you will give money, if you don't agree, Lao Tzu will bring a group of brothers tomorrow so that you can't perform the show! ”

……

Watching these two people bickering, Victor was happy to die.

Leo usually can't do anything well, but his kung fu far exceeds that of Victor.

The two fought each other, and Zuihou Leo almost made a move, and Stanford agreed to sell the young man for $500.

"That's it. $500, I'll tell you Victor, this dog day is definitely earned, just such a chick, you can recruit a bunch of dozens of dollars. Leo shook his head: "The point is, what about money?" Where did you get the money? ”

Victor smiled and borrowed the phone next to him and dialed it.

"Uncle John, hehe, I signed you a nice actor...... Young man, not famous, very popular, spent 500 ......"

Then John Ford's angry voice came from the other end of the phone: "$500!? Crazy about you! ”

Victor smiled bitterly: "Then I'll borrow you, won't it?" ”

"I can't borrow it! You're a bastard! John Ford scolded: "A young man with no name, signed for $500, and he doesn't know what he can do?!" Forget it, if I owe you, I'll have someone send you money right away. By the way, what is the name of this one you fancie? ”

Victor looked at the young man and said, "Gregory, Gregory Pike!" ”