American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 7 Paying money to act

 After having breakfast, Martin went out alone. After one night, the pain in his legs improved further, and the memory of his previous life became clearer in his head.

 When your physical condition improves, of course you can’t waste time. There are still many things to do.

 Martin saved the burned discs, took a JVC camera, and went to the grocery store in the north of the community.

 Early in the morning, Scott Carter was already drinking. The sun shone on his face and his nose was brighter than the red light at the intersection.

  Martin placed the camera on the counter: "Here you go, and by the way, Harris got healed."

Scott actually put down the bottle, stood up and checked the camera carefully. Suddenly his nose became redder: "Boy, where is my cassette? You stole my cassette!"

"Don't frame people." Martin said casually: "The straps in the cassette are used to splint your son. Go and ask Elena for them."

 Hearing the name of his eldest daughter, Scott sat back and never mentioned Elena: "Tell that **** Harris that the cassette is worth 20 US dollars and you must send the money tomorrow."

 Martin bypassed this question and asked: "Is there a cheap mobile phone?"

 The mobile phone he took yesterday was borrowed by Lily from Mrs. Wood.

"Poor man, do you have money to buy a mobile phone?" Scott thought of a possibility: "Is that **** Jack back? Tell me where he is!"

If a normal person's wife is abducted, there will definitely be a life-or-death feud. Scott's brain circuit is unusual: "Let me do the math, how many days did this **** kidnapped Emma? Damn it, God knows how many times they took advantage of it. I want to collect money on a daily basis, at least 100...no, 200 US dollars a day!”

 It was too difficult to communicate with people who were not on the same channel. Martin was too lazy to talk anymore and was about to get out of the way.

Scott took out a mobile phone from under the counter: "European product, extremely strong, it can be used even if you die."

 Martin took it over. It was a gray candy bar mobile phone. He had used this second-hand product in his previous life, Nokia 3210.

Feeling something was wrong, Martin turned it over and found that the back shell was cracked and spliced ​​together with glue, and there was a hole in the center of the crack.

Scott took a sip of wine and said, "This is a lucky phone. I won't show it to ordinary people. The Eagle Gang got into a fight with others. A cargo boy was hit by a ricochet. The phone blocked it for him, but the battery is dead. It's I got it later."

 Martin turned on the phone, made sure it was working properly, and asked, "How much does it cost?"

 Scott waved his hand, seemingly generous: "Take it away."

If this belonged to Harris or Elena, Martin would take it directly, but this is the property of Scott, a rotten drunkard and a rotten drug addict. Ever since Elena was sixteen years old, he has been unwilling to spend money on his children.

 Free is the most expensive thing. Martin took out 20 US dollars from his pocket and put it on the counter, then left with his mobile phone.

Scott was surprised: "When did this idiot become smart?"

 Martin found a place to complete the Internet access procedures, bought several newspapers, especially social economics and film and television entertainment, and returned to the rented house to read carefully.

 Always understand the social situation.

 Atlanta has further accelerated its development since the 1996 Olympics. Black people, who account for 40% of the population, have seen significant improvements in their economic, political and social status.

Correspondingly, black gangs that originally mainly operated in the southern part of the urban area began to enter prosperous areas of the city, causing constant friction with the original white forces, and robberies and shootings occurred frequently.

Martin also saw a recruitment notice in a tabloid for the "House of the Beast". This club had just opened and was recruiting gigolos.

 Want to go and have a look?

A chill ran down his back, and there was a loud bang on the back window.

got windy.

Martin went over to close the window. The backyard was full of weeds. Suddenly he remembered that there was a dead person buried in the yard. It was the hole he and Elena dug.

 The warm spring breeze suddenly turned into gusts of gloomy wind.

Want to jump out and scare someone? Martin decided to hold a backyard party in a few days, invite more people to come, and arrange heavy rock and disco.

　　After working too hard last night and catching up on his sleep at noon, Martin walked around the Clayton community in the afternoon, looking for business opportunities that would bring in quick money. Needless to say, there are quite a lot of them. There are weeds and rice everywhere.

 Those who don’t touch these things, many work part-time jobs like Elena, and those who have stable jobs are in the minority.

The predecessor, Martin Davis, has never had a stable job. He has been living on Elena's soft rice for a long time. He most often went to the Marietta Community Theater Company and dreamed of becoming a star.

 Martin decided to go and have a look.

 After another day of rest, Martin's body basically recovered. It happened to be the scheduled activity time of the weekend theater troupe, so he simply took an old minibus to Margaret Square.

 The memorial hall of Margaret Mitchell, the author of "Gone with the Wind", is located here.

 Martin walked towards the memorial hall, glanced at the words "When Hollywood Met Marietta" on the wall at the door, walked around the memorial hall and went to a small theater in the back.

There was a cargo truck parked at the entrance of the theater. Jerome Mitchell, who was wearing formal attire, was directing people to unload the cargo. When he saw Martin, he gave the order: "Hurry up, come and help!"

This is the director of the Marietta Community Theater Company, and is said to be related to Margaret Mitchell's family.

Martin deliberately crooked his legs and carried a small box into the theater.

Jerome asked: "You disappeared for a week and delayed a lot of the troupe's work."

 Martin limped past him: "I injured my leg. I rushed over as soon as I could get out of bed."

Jerome’s eyes were sharp and he kept staring at Martin, like a boss who had discovered a lazy employee.

 After the goods were delivered to the warehouse, a dozen or so people went to the small theater and sat in twos and threes on the seats under the stage.

There are more than 7,000 community theater groups in the United States, and Marietta is just one of them.

The only thing worthy of praise is that Mr. T1000 Robert Patrick once joined the theater troupe when he was young.

 Martin looked around briefly and found that the ten people were new faces that he did not remember.

Fat Robert came to the side and asked with concern: "I heard that you broke your leg?"

 Martin nodded: "Take a week's rest." He indicated with his eyes: "Many new people?"

Robert said with helplessness: "The theater has a lot of work, and we have to come and work all the time. We extras have no income. The payment period for theater membership is about to come, and some people have quit. Only by filling our stomachs can we continue to dream of becoming stars."

 The choice between reality and dreams.

Jerome walked to the middle of the stage at this time, clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and said: "I have some good news for you."

He didn't sell it off and said directly: "Channel 2 is cooperating with Gray Film and Television Production Company and plans to shoot a plantation-themed drama. Actors will be recruited at the Midtown Art Theater next week. I have contacted the casting director. By then everyone will There will be opportunities to appear.”

 It’s exciting to have new people join.

 Robert was very calm and only recruited extras.

Jerome's tone was a bit showy: "As you all know, I have some connections in Hollywood, and I just got the heavyweight news that a movie starring Jim Carrey and Kate Winslet will cost tens of millions." A big-budget movie will be shot in Atlanta in the near future. In order to reduce costs, they will recruit actors in Atlanta. I believe that the Marietta Theater Company can produce another Robert Patrick. "

 Martin recalled carefully, what movies did Fat and Kim Carrey collaborate on?

The fragrant bait was thrown out, and Jerome began to pull the fishing line: "The troupe belongs to all of us. We use the public facilities together. Rehearsing the play requires expenses. The daily maintenance costs of the theater have to be borne by us, so the troupe charges monthly The membership fee is US$300, I think everyone can understand this.”

 It’s not a free performance, it’s a paid performance.

It’s no surprise that Martin is well-informed.

　　When he was in high school, one of his fellow starlets reportedly sold several houses in his family for the sake of being a supporting actress in a previous drama.

This kind of paying money to go to the theater is not an exception. Many people want to pay money but have no way.

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