Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 142 - 140 Action Actor

The next morning, in a New York studio.

The absolute lead of "Prison Break Special Forces," Miller, accompanied by his agent, was waiting for the audition to start.

He remembered that it was that overly young producer who had confirmed Simon West as the director.

"The main theme of this film is that the protagonist just wants to rescue his family in peace, but he keeps getting harassed.

Gang members as roommates, the prison underboss, the boss, and, in the end, even the guards and the Prison Warden are like playing a video game, becoming more and more formidable.

And the protagonist’s abilities are also thoroughly demonstrated bit by bit as the plot progresses.

The most important thing in this film is to convey the feeling of, ’Don’t mess with me, I’m busy, I don’t have time for you.’

When the bullying escalates, the protagonist then dismisses it lightly as ’forget it, might as well squash these bugs.’

Among this, the villains’ bullying has to be ruthless, and the protagonist’s counterattack has to be very satisfying.

As for why the supporting characters are as dumb as a box of rocks, always advancing from weak to strong, that’s not important.

In the end, as long as the protagonist is shown to be extremely powerful, that’s enough."

Hearing Simon say this, Miller felt this director was totally unreliable.

Yet unexpectedly, after hearing this, the producer decided on the spot to appoint Simon as the director.

Miller, who had just been lectured by Catherine, saying, "Don’t think about logic, just being handsome is enough," was educated once again.

"Logic doesn’t matter, as long as you can show that you’re very powerful, that’s enough."

"Holy shit," Miller cursed quietly, "I feel like I’ve boarded a bandit ship."

At that moment, his agent patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "The producer and director are here."

Well, although he was already a somewhat famous TV star.

Unless one is as famous as Tom Cruise, just honestly suck up to the producer then.

"Mr. Wang," Miller stood up and greeted with a smile, "please take a seat."

Wang Jian nodded and sat down in the middle of a row of chairs.

Because Netflix was in its early stages and Richard was busy, he didn’t have time to come.

And HBO, being a giant corporation, didn’t bother to send a production head for a single film.

Thus, based on the principle of equal status, among everyone present, Wang Jian held the highest position.

The representatives from Netflix and HBO were seated on his sides.

Tom went to sit with the former screenwriter and now director, Simon West.

Then, a crew member came over to ask if they could start the audition.

Wang Jian twisted open the bottled water on the table and took a sip.

"Yeah, we can start."

Unlike "Prison Break," the main characters in this play are all men.

The few female characters are merely ornamental, just there to showcase the male lead’s charm.

"Sigh, it’s still more pleasing to make women-oriented shows." Wang Jian glanced at the main actor list, inevitably comparing with "Prison Break."

However, the first actor to audition next gave him a shock.

This male actor was...

Too delicate.

"Hello, producer and director," the young actor said nervously to everyone, "My name is Orlando Bloom, from Britain, currently studying at the Juilliard School, and also a part-time actor on Broadway."

Wang Jian glanced at the script name; it was "Prison Break Special Forces," not "Prison Break Transformation."

He cleared his throat and looked at the other party, "What role would you like to audition for?"

"Uh," Orlando was a bit nervous, "Prison Warden, terrorist, psychopath—I can do them all."

Wang Jian wrote a single word on a piece of paper and handed it to Simon.

Simon looked at it and then said, "Let’s try the psychopath, Miller, do a scene with him."

When Miller stood up on the set, Orlando immediately got into character.

He looked at Miller with a wicked smile, "Kid, come to my cell tonight. Take good care of me, and I’ll cover for you here in prison."

According to the script, Miller was supposed to ignore him, giving him only a dismissive glance.

But Wang Jian felt something was off, that look...

Why did it seem a tad bit... flirtatious?

Once the performance was over, Orlando turned and left.

"What do you all think?" Wang Jian looked around.

"Um," Miller nodded, "I think it was pretty good, his acting was solid."

But Simon, Tom, and the other two representatives all shook their heads vigorously.

"Way too creepy."

"If perverts in prison looked like that, the police would be overwhelmed by a wave of surrender," everyone commented.

Wang Jian nodded without hesitation and tossed Orlando’s card into the "pass" pile.

Miller shook his head slightly in disappointment, but he didn’t have much say.

However, the following events didn’t change much.

Affected by the success of "Prison Break," many Broadway male actors came to audition.

But stage actors, well, they could sing and dance, slim in figure.

So much so that Wang Jian had to lament, "This average attractiveness might even surpass ’Prison Break,’ right?"

Just as everyone was considering whether to look for some character actors in Hollywood,

another auditioner walked in.

"Oh my god, this guy really freshens up the place." Just after seeing a bunch of handsome men, Wang Jian almost exclaimed out loud.

"Hello, producers, director," the muscular man with long hair greeted politely, "My name is Paul List, I’m 20 years old, here to audition for the Prison Warden."

As Wang Jian was thinking, "Only 20 years old, who would believe that?"

Tom suddenly spoke up, "You look very familiar, have you acted in anything before?"

The long-haired muscular man smiled, revealing half a missing front tooth.

"I’m a wrestler signed with the World Wrestling Entertainment Company, you might have seen my matches."

"My stage name is Triple H, started wrestling in ’92, been on stage for four years now."

WWE?

Unconventional action actor?

Wang Jian gave Simon a signal to start the audition.

Miller was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room, eyes fixed on Triple H.

And Triple H snarled, "Better not say it, I’d really be afraid if you did."

Alright, average acting.

Wang Jian silently evaluated the wrestler’s performance.

But then, as Triple H picked up a stool and began moving step by step toward Miller, Wang Jian started feeling uneasy.

"Why does this guy look so different with a chair in his hand?"

"Stop," Simon shouted loudly, "You can go back and wait for the news!"

After putting down the chair, Triple H sheepishly made a request.

"Producer, Mr. Director, could perhaps my partner audition early?"

"We need to hitch a ride together and hurry back to the hotel."

Simon looked over, Wang Jian nodded.

About three minutes later, a sleazy burly man entered, led by a staff member.

"Hello producers, director, my name is Adam Kurland."

"My wrestling name is Edge, here to audition for the pervert."

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