The one hundred and twenty-first New Year's Day.

Now that he has hit the wall again, Roland has no choice but to seek help from the sidelines again.

Although he wakes up every day and is back to his best, four consecutive months of audition days are really not human.

After all, Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning is not visited every day.

Of course, food was one of the reasons why Roland sought help.

As an actor, of course he can control his diet and stay in shape, but-

You're going to have to change things up, right?

Wake up for a green milkshake every day?

This is the rhythm of making him drink like a Hulk!

Besides, men and women are inherently different, Kate Winslet has changed from shredded meat to a meat shield, and is complained about every day, while Leonardo has gone from cycling to playing with water guns, doesn't everyone just laugh?

Therefore, when Roland explained the reason to David for the second time, he deliberately emphasized that he didn't want to go to the audition again today, he wanted to go to the beach to bask in the sun before the million tons of nuclear wastewater were not poured into the Pacific Ocean, and he was going to have a big dinner!

And David, who was persuaded, did not force it, and directly called an assistant and asked him to come over to help take care of the child.

After dropping the Olsen sisters off at Universal Studios, the group drove to Redondo Beach.

Four people, the soldiers are divided into two ways, James follows David's assistant to play at will, while David takes Roland and goes into a restaurant, orders seafood, and eats a lot of food.

"Wooer" took a sip of Coke, and bit the crab leg again with a "click".

When Roland tasted the long-lost taste of meat, he was about to overflow the saltiness of his mouth, which made him feel extremely satisfied in this era of throttle pads.

A hiccup, the mixed aftertaste that filled the mouth, made Roland, who was nervous, forget the depression of 'failing' in one hundred and twenty consecutive auditions......

"This is the life of a human being!"

The exclamation of enjoyment made David raise his eyebrows.

Looking at Roland with a satisfied face, he smiled and said, "More than a hundred auditions, can you be suffocated like this?" ”

"Oh, David, you don't know this......" Hearing the other party mention the audition, Roland grabbed a crab claw full of depression, brought it to his mouth and took a bite, as if he wanted to use this way to vent the depression in his heart, "I told you, living the same day repeatedly is really a very terrible thing." ”

"Because you can move so much, when you do everything all over again, you don't know what to do, you get up every day, and you face the same life, the same people and the same things you say."

"You don't feel like you're in a world, it's more like a machine."

"A machine that keeps running repeatedly."

During the time loop, Roland no longer knows how much he has spoken to David.

They meet each other every day at breakfast, and they don't part until they go home and sleep in the evening.

In this case, Roland has thoroughly understood David's temper.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no guy named Roland Olsen in the Olsen family in his memory, Roland would even have to wonder if his surname was Allen.

Therefore, in this case, his words seem to be much more casual.

"Aren't you going to try to do something else?"

"Distract yourself?"

David asked curiously.

As soon as he heard this, Roland rolled his eyes even more, and the crab claws in his hand were also thrown on the table by him.

"I want to, too."

"But you and Aunt Garnetty are my guardians."

"If I want to do something else, I'm sure I'll have to explain it to you again as I did today."

"Having to spend hours explaining in order to adjust your mood?"

"Don't you think this behavior is very troublesome?"

"Hmm......" David thought for a few seconds, and then agreed: "It's a little." ”

However, although he felt that Roland was right, he did not approve of Roland's approach.

"But even if it's troublesome, you have to do it."

"The situation you're in now, it's not a 100-meter race."

"You want to run to the finish line in one go?"

"I don't think it's possible."

Not a 100-meter race? Can't make it to the finish line in one go?

Roland sighed, grabbed the can next to him, and squeezed it hard.

Just listen to the clicking sound, the aluminum can, has been deformed.

At first, Roland didn't think he could run the whole course in one go.

But when he found out that when it came to the audition, Chris Columbus would give different audition questions according to his words.

He felt that he had a great advantage.

Isn't it just trying to play out the whole story?

I'll try the passwords in order, and that's fine, right?

As for boring?

Wouldn't it be over if you substituted yourself into the crew and regarded the audition as joining the group to film?

After all, joining the group for filming is also closed for a few months!

Therefore, Roland went up confidently.

Then, he hit GG.

"I thought that by improving my acting skills and trying out the storyboards in the script one by one, and perfecting them, I would be able to meet Columbus's expectations and pass the audition directly, but — small improvements are still there, breakthroughs are not."

"Chris Columbus wasn't going to cast me on the spot because my performance was infinitely perfect."

Looking at Roland, who was depressed and wiping his hands with wet tissues while speaking, David laughed.

With one hand on his cheek, the five fingers of his right hand tapped the tabletop, and the disorderly clicking sound made Roland raise his head.

"Roland."

"Huh?"

"Have you ever paid attention to your resume when you auditioned?"

"What's wrong?"

"By my personality, I don't think I'll write our real identities on my resume anymore."

What？

Roland frowned, "Is it because of your original intention?" ”

The original intention of the Olsons was to make Roland cheerful.

They didn't even think about letting Roland come over to film.

Therefore, when he learned that his resume did not have any highlights, Roland chose to identify himself at the audition.

And yet—

Hearing his thoughts, David shook his head.

"Roland, there's a reason why you don't fill in your real identity."

"You've been in a time loop for so many days, haven't you heard, Hollywood principles?"

“Don‘t call us， we‘ll call you。 (Don't call us, we'll call you)"

"It doesn't matter who can get an audition?"

"The audition of 200 people has at least 50 interpersonal relationships."

"You just told me that you went and talked to those audition candidates?"

"Do you think they and their parents will tell you who recommended you?"

"No, it won't."

"They don't say they heard from a cinematographer, an art director, an assistant director, a casting director, a producer, or even an investor......

"It's the nineties now, and there won't be any more scouts on the streets."

"For this kind of tens of millions of investment projects, it doesn't matter, you can't even hear the name of the project."

"You told me that if you don't report your home, you won't even be able to see the camera?"

"It's normal, Columbus and John Hughes are sifting, aren't they the same people who don't rely on their connections?"

"The list of 200 people, except for you, I think that most of them, even if they have no acting experience, have at least participated in auditions, or have had some training in acting."

"You said your best friend Leslie walked out of the audition booth in frustration?"

"Would he be frustrated if he didn't know the audition process?"

"He will only show frustration if he is sure that he has been eliminated!"

David's words were like thunder on the ground.

Roland's brows were furrowed, and his facial features were also twisted into a ball.

Hollywood principles?

He ignored it.

He admitted that the routine of revealing his identity during the audition was indeed brought from his previous life.

'I'm Xingjia! ''I'm a human candy!'' He's seen a lot of this kind of situation.

What's more, because of resource problems, after leaving the studio, he will still have the name of the former XXX artist on his resume......

This kind of behavior that may not be able to enter the group without revealing his identity is still fresh in Roland's memory.

Unless it's those veteran artists, or it's a big hit, everyone likes to write their background on their resumes.

But unfortunately, this set, in Hollywood, does not apply at all.