MTL - I’m in Hollywood-Chapter 3 Fortunately, not Michael Clayton.
The owner of the Italian restaurant, Jeff, found that these days Eric seems to have changed someone, no longer often in a daze, the whole person becomes radiant. When you entertain guests, you are no longer as boring as before. Sometimes you will make a few innocuous jokes with your guests. Even once, Jeff found that Eric is skillful in using a somewhat hippie but not offensive tone. I was esoteric with a single lady in her thirties. She got three times the tip of the lady and an unremarkable wink at the checkout.
"Eric, isn't it a good thing, I found out that you have been... abnormally?" After a break, Jeff finally couldn't help but ask, for the child left by his old friend, he was still very Concerned.
“Is it obvious?” Eric groaned and asked.
Jeff smiled: "Of course, it's written on your face."
"Maybe, it's because I have found the goal of struggle. You know, once people have ideals, the whole person will become very excited."
"Oh, what is the ideal, can you tell me?"
"Of course," Eric replied: "I decided, I will be a director in the future. Hey, I recently created my first script and finished it in two days."
"Guide...Director?" Jeff was a little surprised. He subconsciously wanted to open his mouth and persuade Eric not to be too tall, but remembered that the child had just emerged from the sorrow of his father's death, found a goal, or swallowed his own words. .
Eric's skin is filled with the soul of a middle-aged man. Jeff just has a slight change in his face. Eric knows what he wants to say, but he smiles and doesn't care. After all, this is Hollywood. Every year, there are tens of thousands of people who come here from all over the world to pursue movie dreams, but there are very few successes. It is normal for Jeff to have this idea.
"That... wait for your script to be written, you can show it to me. You know, I used to want to be an actor, don't look at me like this," Jeff patted his huge beer belly, then Road: "I was very handsome in the past. You have to know that I have also participated in the audition of a small character in "The Godfather". It has been so many years in a blink of an eye."
Eric is a little dumb, I don't think Jeff has such a past, but it will soon be relieved. Here is Hollywood, the world's largest film factory, nothing is impossible, Stallone has also photographed "Italian species of horses "What?"
"No problem, you can help me with some advice." Eric replied, just let Jeff help himself see if there are any loopholes in the script.
Although Eric has tried to modify some of the scripts that appeared only after 1988, there is no guarantee that there will be no flaws. As an outsider, Jeff can easily find some out-of-date things in the script.
Two people talked and laughed a few times. Several guests walked into the restaurant, and Eric quickly greeted the guests.
One day's work passed quickly, and Eric returned home and ate a meal in a hurry, and began to work on the novels and scripts of Jurassic Park.
"Jurassic Park" has basically been written, and now is the final proofreading. Eric plans to take the time to copy a few copies to several publishers tomorrow. The script is just an outline, and some notes that need to be revised. To accomplish this, for Eric, who has a complete image in his mind, it takes only two nights to finish writing the script.
The next morning, Eric left home at 7:00 in the morning and planned to copy and mail the Jurassic Park. He has already prepared some of the publishing addresses of famous North American publishers in advance, of course, even these large The publisher rejected Eric’s manuscript and he would not be disappointed. You know, there are as many as tens of thousands of large and small publishers in North America, and one will be willing to publish this novel. Although Jurassic Park once rushed to the top of the New York Times bestseller list, Eric did not care about the royalties of Jurassic Park, but only wanted to publish the novel after it was published. In the hands.
"Hello, can you help me?" Just walked into a printing shop, and a somewhat thin black female clerk warmly greeted him.
Eric pulled out the manuscript in the bag and said, "I want to make a copy of this manuscript."
The black girl looked at the thick manuscript, her eyes were slightly brighter, and her smile on her face was even brighter: "Sir, can I have a look?"
"No problem," Eric handed over the manuscript.
The black girl did not pay attention to the contents of the manuscript, but skillfully counted the next page: "About more than three hundred pages, it is better for you to make three hundred pages. For each copy of thirty dollars, Mr. ask you to make copies. ?"
Thirty dollars! Eric’s mouth was soaked and sighed, and he’s only a few hundred dollars in cash, which is a one-month salary.
After a bit of bargaining, the two agreed to make four copies of the price of one hundred dollars. After paying the money, the black girl politely gave Eric a cup of coffee, then took the manuscript and began to copy.
Eric boringly held the coffee cup and watched the black girl operate the photocopier. It took a while to calculate the time. It took about half an hour to complete, and it would not delay to go to the restaurant. Although the restaurant started to be really busy after ten o'clock, even if it was late, Jeff's character would not deduct his salary, but the friendship was due, the work was work, and Eric knew that he wanted to maintain good relations with Jeff. It is a must to keep your duty.
After about ten minutes or so, the door of the printing shop was slightly dark, and Eric looked up and saw a brown-haired white man walking into the store with a purse.
The man is about forty years old, and his height is less than one meter seven. However, he looks very strong. His chin has a brown scorpion, his nose is high, he wears a pair of gold-silk glasses, his forehead is slightly bald, and the whole person exudes a gentle book temperament.
"Welcome, sir, can you wait a moment?"
The brown-haired man nodded and politely greeted Eric and sat down next to Eric. The black girl temporarily stopped her work and quickly poured a cup of coffee to the brown-haired man: "Sir, it will be better for more than ten minutes. Please have a cup of coffee first."
The brown-haired man took a coffee and thanked him. He followed the black girl's figure and saw the thick stack of manuscripts. His look was slight, and there were only three people in the store. The man couldn't help but look at Eric.
"Trying to ask, is that your manuscript?"
Eric nodded: "Yes, a novel, I just finished writing, I plan to make a few copies."
"You look like a high school student, it's amazing. I can't do this when you are so big."
"Thank you, in fact, this is my first novel, and I don't have much confidence."
"No, believe in yourself. Then, can I read your novel?" The brown-haired man said, taking out a business card and handing it to Eric: "Just, I have a small publishing house."
Eric took a look at the business card, Michael Kraus, manager of the Night Elf Press. Eric's eyebrows couldn't help but jump, but fortunately not Michael Clayton. Eric couldn't help but vomit the Westerners' lack of creativity in the name. In the class of Eric High School, there are two named Jack, two named Jessica, and the scope is extended to the whole school. There are more people in the name. Even the son was too lazy to get a new name, directly called Robert Downey Jr., and there is wood!
Anyway, looking at it and not getting pregnant, Eric took the copied copy and handed it to Michael Krauss. The other party took the manuscript and took a look at the title of the book. He said: "Jurassic Park, a very interesting name."
Eric smiled and didn't answer. Michael Klaus no longer said anything, and turned it around. As the reading progressed, Michael's casual look gradually became serious. Although he just praised Eric, he didn't think that Eric's age could write a wonderful novel. In his past experience, the authors of best-selling books are almost all filled with people's experience and rich knowledge.
After reading the manuscript in his hand quickly and carefully, Michael carefully arranged some scattered manuscripts and looked up at Eric. The eyes were filled with surprise, excitement, happiness and a certain amount of ambition.
"Young people, can I know your name?"
"Eric Williams," Eric did not hesitate, replied directly. With his rich experience in his previous life, how can you not see what Michael has in his expression at this time. Although there is no plan to hand over Jurassic Park to a small publishing house, it does not prevent him from getting to know Michael Klaus. In the unlikely event that Jurassic Park was rejected by well-known publishers, this is also an option.
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