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*Chapter 23: Costume Fitting*

American TV series are produced on a season-by-season basis, often involving long-term planning. The longer a show runs, the more successful it becomes. For example, "The Simpsons" later reached thirty-six seasons, so the entire production model differs slightly.

Generally, a writing team is built around one or two lead writers, consisting of ten to twenty members. The team can change frequently, with different writers sometimes contributing to different episodes.

The same ...

*Chapter 22: Restless*

Just as work was about to end, a new task unexpectedly popped up.

Andrew looked at Anson, whose eyes were full of sincerity, with an expression of disbelief. Despite this, he shrugged slightly and said, "Honestly, who likes working? Come on, I'm not one of those bloodsuckers from the Big Five agencies."

"Haha!"

Anson laughed heartily, said no more, and after signing the documents, turned to leave.

His footsteps paused slightly at the door, and he turned to look ...

*Chapter 21: Special Treatment*

"Trust me, it's not worth it for a mere four hundred thousand dollars."

Andrew’s expression remained blank, as if he were serious, but his words were laced with sarcasm. He was clearly a dry humorist, exuding a casual charm.

Anson gently raised his chin, looking at Andrew with a sincere and eager expression, as if seeking advice.

"So, are you saying my pay is higher than that amount?"

Andrew: ...

No way!

In Hollywood's entire entertainment industry...

*Chapter 20: Non-Disclosure Agreement*

Ding.

The elevator reached the first floor from the underground parking lot, and as the doors slowly slid open, the interior of the Screen Actors Guild came into view. It was slightly different from what Anson had imagined. With beige and yellow hues dominating the décor, the atmosphere was soft and almost reminiscent of a library—definitely far from the flashy world of film.

At the front desk, a receptionist managed a pile of paperwork. Nearby, there was a waiting area ...

*Chapter 19: Drink Until We Drop*

Chris’s focus was entirely on the phone call, oblivious to the stillness around him. He had his left hand pressed against his ear, trying to catch every word from the other end of the line.

Then.

Suddenly, he slapped his left hand over his mouth, using all his strength to suppress a scream of joy. Yet, his body couldn’t help but leap with excitement.

He nodded furiously, nodding as if his life depended on it.

The room was dead silent.

Anson quickly pro...

*Chapter 18: A Double Blessing*

For young people, drinking only needs one excuse—

For example, being thirsty.

Chirping away, they were busy discussing the location for their celebration. Some wanted to head straight to the bar, while others suggested eating first and then drinking.

Notably, among this group, Seth, Chris, Anson, and others were still under 21 and not legally allowed to drink.

In reality, some bars would let them in but not serve them alcohol, while others wouldn’t even allo...

*Chapter 17: No Harm Done*

James and Seth were both the playful types.

Even though Seth didn’t understand the full context, it didn’t stop him from joining in on the prank.

With a serious expression, Seth looked at the “villain” and spoke to the only unfamiliar face, Edgar. He straightened his posture and mimicked the motion of throwing salt at a demon.

“Back off!”

“Back off! You shouldn’t be here trying to deceive my brothers.”

Then, Seth struck a bizarre pose, ba...

*Chapter 16: The Ability to Adapt*

The pace of change was truly swift.

One moment they were exchanging compliments, and the next, swords were suddenly drawn.

“Be careful, this guy might be a fraud.”

James raised his hand and held the business card under his nose, sniffing it like a detective, then looked at Edgar with a teasing and playful expression.

“This guy is just a junior agent. The ink on his business card isn't even dry yet. You can tell he's someone who's just starting out in his c...

*Chapter 15: Everyone's an Actor*

One encore.

Two encores.

Led by Judd Apatow, the members of the Frat Pack, although just small fish in the vast ocean of Hollywood at this point and not yet a tight-knit group, already shared a sense of camaraderie. They egged each other on, enthusiastically cheering, which turned the encore into a full-blown party.

After the encores finally ended, James, Seth, and the others went straight off the stage to thank the audience, merging into the bustling crowd. The scene...

### Chapter 14: Playing Along

Playing along—why take it seriously?

Although the comparison isn't entirely fitting, it's much like "The Emperor's New Clothes." Everyone knows it's just a show, and they're merely playing along as the audience. There's no need to expose the lie; just let the performance continue.

However, not everyone follows the script. Even in the Hayworth Theatre, there was someone willing to speak the truth.

From a distance, the figure looked quite young, probably just in their...

*Chapter 13: The Truman Show*

"The day is coming to an end..."

"As it does every day..."

"He is on his way. His steps are numerous, filling up other places..."

"You are on your way, and this place, gradually emptying, yields to the void..."

"She is no longer here..."

Sorry, it’s not that Anson was speaking incomprehensibly; rather, it was James and Seth who were speaking in a language that made no sense, with profound and obscure lines mixed with inexplicable Latin and French. This l...

Chapter 12: The Independent Theater

“Roman Holiday, Audrey Hepburn, Gregory Peck—"

It was as if they were on the same wavelength.

Scarlett paused for a moment, then looked up, her gaze meeting Anson’s deep blue eyes. A smile quietly spread across her face.

“Oh, this is nice. I’ve just been promoted from Cinderella to a princess. So what about you? Does this mean you’re getting a demotion?”

“Prince or journalist, they’re all knights. In these stories, they’re always the...

*Chapter 11: A Big Misunderstanding*

“Get lost!”

The young man clenched his fist as he turned and walked directly toward Anson. The tension between them grew thick, like the heatwaves rising from the pavement.

Scarlett couldn’t stand it any longer. “Stop, Adrian, for God's sake, stop!”

But the situation didn’t slow down.

The young man didn’t halt his steps, and Anson was closing in fast. In the blink of an eye, the two were like two speeding trains on a collision course.

Anson�...

*Chapter 10: Tensions Rising*

Anson wasn't entirely sure if it was just his imagination, but the black platform shoe lying in the golden sunlight seemed to be drawing attention to itself.

What to do?

But Anson didn’t panic. He quickly assessed the spatial layout—fortunately, the platform shoe wasn’t in the young man’s direct line of sight. As long as Anson didn’t make any sudden, suspicious moves, the guy might not notice the shoe at all—

Hidden in plain sight.

His thoughts raced...

*Chapter 9: The Hero Rescues the Damsel*

The Hayworth Theatre, located on Wilshire Boulevard, is a little-known small theater just under two kilometers from Anson's residence. The latest play by James Franco and Seth Rogen will be performed here.

During rehearsals, James often jogged back and forth as an extra form of exercise.

But today, Anson and Chris decided not to walk—

After parking the car by the roadside, Chris pulled out two cardboard boxes from the back seat, filled to the brim with promotional p...

*Chapter 8: Unknown Nobody*

"Ah... disaster, it was a disaster..."

Chris lifted his head slightly, trying to find Anson, but failed. He squirmed like an "Alien" about to burst out of a chest, finally managing to flip over and crawl across the floor like a caterpillar. Huffing and puffing, he wormed his way into the living room, where he rolled and tumbled.

With a thud, Chris flopped into the ginger-colored sofa, burying his face as if he were trying to smother himself.

To be honest, Anson found ...

*Chapter 7: City of Angels*

Vroom, vroom vroom vroom—

The engine’s roar reverberated in Anson's ears as the car slowly passed under the archway of the "Warner Bros." gate, and the view at the intersection ahead suddenly opened up.

Blue skies, white clouds, lush greenery, and a glimpse of a blue lake hidden behind the trees, reflecting the golden California sunlight.

With a press of the accelerator, he caught a fleeting glimpse of the Disney Studios sign, but there wasn’t time to take a clo...

*Chapter 6: Guest Star*

After the high-level meeting, David and the "Friends" production team began discussing the direction for the upcoming seventh and eighth seasons.

Setting aside the plot development for the moment, they agreed that inviting big-name actors as guest stars was a good idea. It would create buzz, provide highlights, and potentially spark creativity, giving the scriptwriting process a fresh angle.

For example, Brad Pitt.

Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt were deeply in love, a...

*Chapter 5: A Spark of Inspiration*

If anyone suggested that Darren meticulously arranged this entire scene for Anson, David would be the first to shoot it down—

Totally unnecessary.

Honestly, there was no need.

This was just an audition for a guest role in a TV series, not an audition for the leading man in Titanic. Even if Anson had a stone face, as long as he wasn’t hideously unattractive, it wouldn’t be a problem.

Moreover, with Darren backing him, Anson could easily land the ro...

*Chapter 4: Capturing Attention*

David noticed Anson's brief pause. Having been in Hollywood for twenty years, he could read an eighteen-year-old like a crystal, transparent and easy to see through; but his emotions remained unchanged—

A vase, nothing wrong with that.

Although Hollywood never lacks vases, the point is that the audience is always fickle, constantly craving more new vases, just look at Leonardo DiCaprio and Julia Roberts.

Then, Anson spoke.

"My theory is..."

Calm, straig...

### Chapter 3: Show Time

David stepped aside from the doorway. "You must be Anson, right?"

"Anson Wood. It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Klein."

His voice was deep and magnetic, like blue velvet. David turned towards the sound, his gaze naturally lifting—Anson was taller than expected.

With a tall and well-proportioned frame, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist, he had the perfect build for clothes. Surprisingly, he wasn’t dressed in the typical, stiff shirt and suit. Instead, he wore a whi...

Chapter 2: Every Second Counts

David Klein was very frustrated, extremely so.

A few days ago, David received a call from his friend Darren Star, asking him to arrange a role for a kid he had practically watched grow up. David readily agreed—this was hardly a big deal.

As the producer of "Friends," David's influence in Hollywood was at its peak. The sitcom was now in its sixth season, with ratings still sky-high, making it NBC's undisputed cornerstone. Besides "Friends," he was also producing three othe...

### Chapter 1: April 1st

Anson had crossed over.

One moment, he was standing in for an actor on set during a lighting test, when he heard someone shout "Watch out!" The next thing he knew, everything went black, and a sharp pain surged through him.

The next moment, he found himself in a square, box-like bathroom, fainted beside a toilet.

It took Anson a full fifteen minutes, sitting on the toilet lid, to sort through the chaotic memories of the original owner of this body. He had traveled fro...

*Chapter 326: Beauty at Paris Airport*

"Will it rain today?"

At Charles de Gaulle International Airport in Paris, Link looked up at the blue sky and the bright sun. It seemed similar to New York, with no signs of rain, making him doubt the French weather forecast. If it didn't rain in the next couple of days, his trip would be in vain.

"The French weather forecast says it will rain in the Paris area tonight," Anna said, catching up to him.

Link nodded. After walking for a few minutes after getting off the ...

*Chapter 325: Emma's Sense of Crisis*

Los Angeles, the sun still shining brightly over the city.

Catherine was at an Italian café on Sunset Boulevard, discussing the company's next film project, "The Help," when she received a call from Jennifer Lawrence.

"The Help" is set in Mississippi in 1962, during the Civil Rights Movement. Despite the movement, the South was still deeply affected by the legacy of slavery, and many Black maids faced significant inequalities in white households. The story follows a white ...

*Chapter 324: Jennifer's Decision*

Los Angeles, metropolitan area, sunny.

In an ordinary apartment on Seventh Street, Jennifer Lawrence sat barefoot on a hammock, wearing a tank top and shorts, looking at the phone number on her cell phone, feeling a bit hesitant.

Previously, she planned to find Link and discuss the signing in person.

During the filming in Paris, she lived with Link for more than twenty days and got to know him quite well. Although he was a bit of a playboy, his character was quite goo...

*Chapter 323: The Paris Lover*

Link was preparing to go to Paris for filming, needing to hand over his current tasks related to movies, music, boxing, concerts, and investments. However, with Ivanka, Mandy, Catherine, Franco, and Cathy Wood around, he didn't have much to worry about besides training, writing songs, and reading.

The only thing troubling him was Alexandra Daddario.

After a few runs and kisses, she seemed to have fallen for him.

When they met, she would affectionately lean close to hi...

Chapter 322: The Beautiful Girl*

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When he woke up in the room over 200 meters high, the sky outside was already bright. The golden sunlight shone through the white clouds and mist, casting onto the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire room. The clock showed it was not yet six o'clock.

After putting on his workout clothes, he went downstairs for a run. The Manhattan streets were still shrouded in darkness, with dim lighting and almost no pedestrians or open shops. The dawn here was quiet.

Looki...

*Chapter 321: Stirring Up Discussion (3/10)*

*Chapter 321: Stirring Up Discussion (3/10)*

Leaving the theater, Link, Ivanka, and Tiffany got into the car.

Tiffany was still excitedly talking about the ghost, asking if the ghost was beautiful. Link said she was very beautiful, with blonde hair, big eyes, a pale face, and two long fangs, just like her.

Tiffany accused him of making things up, saying that vampires have fangs, not ghosts, and that ghosts should float around.

Link asked Ivanka if she believed...

*Chapter 320: Writing Songs in Dreams*

Link wasn't interested in musicals. However, it was nighttime, and he couldn't leave Ivanka and Tiffany, these two beautiful ladies, alone on the street.

Upon entering the theater, the classic musical "The Phantom of the Opera" was being performed on stage.

The story is set in the early 20th century in a Paris opera house, where a 'phantom' living in the underground labyrinth of the theater falls in love with a female performer, Christine. He secretly teaches her to sing in...