Chapter 115 115. You are such a rare purebred bastard!

Time passed quickly on the set, and before we knew it, it was time to clock out.

The extras and staff left one after another, and soon only Eric, James McAvoy, the Olsen sisters and a few others were left on the scene.

Judy came over and said, "Ashley, Mary, let's go, let's have a meal together, and then I'll take you to see Lala's real life."

The two sisters looked at Eric, who nodded heavily.

Then they looked at James McAvoy. The performance of this British boy gave them a big shock today.

They were in the same crew, the age difference was not that big, and he was still a minor supporting role. Looking at their own performance today, the Olsen sisters felt very ashamed.

Originally, in their minds, they made this choice under Eric's pressure, but now it seems to be a proactive decision.

The three of them walked away side by side, and Eric patted Zhan Yimei on the shoulder: "Well done, James."

McAvoy still had some doubts: "Director, am I really that good?"

"Hahahaha. Of course, you have to believe that you are the best. See you tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

After getting in the car, the driver Peter asked, "Boss, where are we going?"

Eric looked at the phone in his hand. He wanted to go to Nicole's place tonight. He hadn't seen her for several days and he missed the beautiful girl again.

But going to her house not only requires groping in the dark, but also requires climbing over the wall, which is really troublesome.

“Peter, is it time for me to buy a house?”

"What?"

Chen Xing and Peter looked back at the same time, not understanding why Eric suddenly said that.

"Chen Xing, go look around the market these days and find a house of the right size. Don't want it to be in Beverly Hills. I need a relatively remote area."

"But don't go to the slums. Safety is still the first thing to consider."

"The house doesn't have to be very big, and it doesn't have to be a villa. An apartment is also acceptable, as long as it is large enough for three or four people to live in."

Chen Xing wrote down the conditions: "Okay, boss."

He and Peter looked at each other. If a rich man suddenly wants to buy only one house, it is definitely not for business.

If it wasn't for business, what else could it be used for? The two of them already knew it.

I envy you for having such a beautiful girl in a luxurious house. I wonder when I can achieve such a level.

I took out my phone and called Nicole Kidman: "Hey Nicole, what are you doing?"

"Read the script."

There was a somewhat lazy voice coming from the other side, and the sexy rhythm made Eric feel itchy in his heart.

But then he realized something was wrong.

"Hmm? Reading a script? What script? Do you have a new play?"

"Of course. Have you forgotten that I am now an Oscar-winning actress? The crews who want to invite the new actress to film have already lined up in the suburbs of Los Angeles, you know?"

"But, aren't you going to shoot La Vie en Rose? We've agreed on that."

Nicole chuckled and said, "Then you have to give me the script, at least let me know what role I will play."

"And I'm just reading other people's scripts, but the schedule has been reserved for you. Others can postpone it, but now I have the capital."

Eric laughed. "Honey, I'll ask you about the script tomorrow. I only gave you an outline, but this kind of art film requires attention to detail, you know."

"Well, to be honest, I don't really want to act in art films anymore. If there's a commercial blockbuster like Transformers, I'd like to be the leading actress."

"Haha. With your current achievements, do you still care about commercial art? I remember that the global box office of "The Island" exceeded 200 million US dollars. You don't need to prove anything."

Nicole called out lazily, and her pretty nasal tone could be heard through the phone.

"Eric, that's not the reason. I just want to break a spell."

"A spell? What spell? A wicked witch has cast a spell on you. Then let me, a handsome prince, save you."

"Hahaha, haven't you heard? If you win the Best Actress award, you will be unlucky for three years."

Eric rolled his eyes, thinking it was something else, and it turned out he was struggling with this thing.

There is indeed a gossip circulating in Hollywood that winning an Oscar will bring three years of bad luck.

No matter whether you are the best actor or actress, when you touch the trophy, the curse has already quietly entangled you.

Not only will you face failure in your career, but in serious cases it will also affect your marriage and health, which is really scary.

The New York Times once conducted a special survey and found that only 7.2% of Oscar winners were able to continue their personal success.

Only 3.2% of the films were able to have a substantial impact on box office appeal after winning awards, while an exaggerated 36% became box office poison, became a running gag, disappeared completely, or fell into other forms of self-degradation.

Some people say that the momentary luck you get from the Oscars may make you pay back with a lifetime of struggle.

Anyway, judging from the results, it is indeed quite metaphysical. Psychologists analyzed that it is probably because people become arrogant after winning the award.

An unstable mentality will naturally lead to a worse vision in selecting films, which will then lead to flop. After flop, one will not be able to recognize oneself and will continue to flop.

After failing so many times, he finally woke up, regained his sight, and soared into the sky again.

"Nico, my dear, the spell is just a joke. I have a way to avoid this 100%."

"Haha. I don't believe it. You are definitely going to make fun of me again."

"No, I'm serious. The solution is to consider my suggestions before taking each film. As long as you follow my suggestions, I can't guarantee that you will win a big award, but I guarantee that your film won't become a box office poison."

"Hehe! You talk as if you can predict the future."

"Yes, I can."

Nicole snorted, "No kidding, I want you to come and accompany me tomorrow. Bring the script of La Vie en Rose with you."

"Missed me."

After a pause, Nicole said "hmm" very seriously.

"Okay, see you tomorrow night, love you baby."

"I love you too."

The car drove all the way back to Beverly Hills. Surprisingly, except for his mother and nanny Lisa preparing dinner, Joshua was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Wow. Look who's back. Joshua, you're such a busy guy. You even know you have a family."

Joshua shouted towards the kitchen at the top of his voice, "You heard me, Mom? I told you Eric would definitely make fun of me. He doesn't like his brother."

"Hey, don't play the victim Joshua, are you on vacation?"

Joshua sighed, "I guess so. The injured guy is back. He is the player I replaced a few months ago. Now he is the one who pushed me out. Damn it, why didn't this guy have his bones broken? He recovered so quickly."

Opening the refrigerator and taking out a beer, Eric said apologetically, "Sorry, brother, so your chance to play is gone."

"No, that guy has been guarding me since he came back, just like you saw. That's why I can sit here and that bastard Barry gave me a day off. I was just sitting on the bench anyway."

Eric sat next to him, hugged him, and they clinked bottles and blew half of it.

"Joshua, there will always be things in the world that make you unhappy. It's impossible for everything to go smoothly. You have been training for a long time. It's not bad to rest for a few days."

Joshua spread his hands: "What else? I don't have anything else to do. Not only did I lose my chance to play, but I also said goodbye to those beautiful cheerleaders and the fanatical female fans."

He whispered, "You don't know what those crazy fans can do. I heard that the basketball circle is very chaotic. Magic Johnson would use a rainbow tactic."

"Do you know what the rainbow tactic is? It's a dozen women of different skin colors. There are all kinds of colors, so it's called a rainbow."

"Since I started as a starter, I've come to understand how much fun this tactic brings. Unfortunately, now I have nothing left. Alas!"

After hearing this guy's frivolous boasting, Eric said seriously, "Joshua, I advise you to be more careful. You know that Magic Johnson is infected with AIDS. If you want to have fun, find someone who is clean and do it in moderation."

Joshua sighed and shook his head: "Yes, of course I understand. I only got a two-month trial voucher. I must enjoy myself before the trial voucher expires."

"Eric, to be honest, I was a starter in the school team during college, and I thought I would be a starter in a professional team, but the reality is not what you think."

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"If someone hadn't been injured, I might not even have had a chance to play. Do you think I have no talent for football at all?"

This question is difficult to answer. Judging from various performances, this cheap brother of mine is indeed not a very talented athlete.

This is quite similar to the Olsen sisters. They have talent but not much. It is not obvious when the competitive pressure is small, but once they reach a high-scoring game, their shortcomings and fatigue are immediately exposed.

Seeing that his brother didn't say anything, Joshua shrugged and said, "Okay, don't worry about it. I understand what you mean. It seems that I am really not cut out for this job. Maybe I should consider changing my career while I am still young."

"What do you want to do? Any ideas?" Eric asked.

"Not yet. What do you think of the actors? Look at our brothers' faces. We are all handsome. I am not a quarterback, but I can also play the rainbow tactics. This face plays a big role in this."

"You want to be an actor? But being an actor is also a job that requires a lot of talent. Being handsome is only temporary. In a few years, there will be actors who are younger and more handsome than you. If you want to become an evergreen in the film industry, you need solid acting skills."

"If you've really decided, I can find a professional teacher to train you for a while, and then we'll see the results. But I also have a suggestion. Didn't you say before that you wanted to be a team manager? Instead of switching careers to become an actor, why not learn some team management knowledge?"

Joshua looked at his brother speechlessly: "That was a joke, you took it seriously? In my current state, retiring to coach a high school team is probably my future path."

"If I'm lucky enough to develop one or two football stars and they mention my name during interviews, that would be perfect. As for the team manager, hahahahahaha."

"Joshua, I'm not kidding you. You still have a long time left on your contract with the 49ers, so don't waste it. Make good use of it. Maybe you will need it in the next few years." Eric said in a serious tone.

"Um are you serious?"

"Yes, things are unpredictable, no one knows what will happen in the future."

"I know this. It's the line in Forrest Gump: Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get."

"That's it. Maybe in a few years, MGM will become bigger and stronger, and then its tentacles will expand into the field of sports. Culture and sports are inseparable, and generally speaking, they are all related to art."

Joshua folded his arms across his chest, leaned back on the sofa with his chin raised, and fell into deep thought. After a while, he nodded as if he had figured it out.

"Eric, you're right. This is also a good way out, but I don't know if I can learn it."

"What's impossible? Set a goal for yourself. At the finish line, there will be countless cheerleaders waving at you. Isn't it instantly full of motivation?"

Joshua immediately showed a perverted smile: "Yeah~~ wonderful scene."

Snap!

The door opened and Dad walked in.

"Joshua, why are you back?"

"Of course, it's to come back to visit my beloved father and mother. I miss you so much."

Joshua walked over to help his father hang up the clothes and hugged him.

Eric nodded: "That's right, this is the kind of communication skills that managers need, see how well you can do it!"

After dinner, Eric took a bath in the bathtub to rest. Taking a bath is a wonderful thing that can make people forget their fatigue.

The phone rang. I picked it up and saw that it was that slut Elena. The two of them hadn't seen each other for more than a month, and they only talked on the phone occasionally.

"Hi Elena, good evening."

"No, I'm not okay at all, Eric Cooper."

"What's wrong? From your tone, who made you angry?"

"Whoever I'm calling is the one who makes me angry."

"What! You can't just accuse people. We haven't met recently. How could I make you angry?"

"Hehe! You know you haven't been to New York for a long time, you bastard. You forgot about me after you took advantage of me, didn't you?"

Eric coughed dryly a few times: "What are you talking about! Am I that kind of person? Elena, I have always kept a place for you in my heart, but I'm really busy recently. Pay attention to entertainment news and you will understand."

"Of course I'm paying attention. You're busy messing around with Nicole Kidman, so who doesn't know?"

"Hey! You're wrong to say that. Strictly speaking, the two of us are also messing around! Why scold yourself when you're scolding others?"

There was a pause on the other side, and there seemed to be a sound of teeth rubbing against each other.

"Eric Cooper, you are a rare purebred bastard! You don't recognize me as soon as you put on your pants!"

After being scolded several times in a row, Eric got angry: "Fuck! Madam, I warn you that you can scold me, but don't scold my seed, otherwise I will teach you a lesson!"

"Come on, then come to New York, you can fuck as hard as you want, I'll be waiting this weekend, don't tell me you're a wimp!"

After the call was hung up, Eric frowned. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into the provocation of this woman.

Alas! When there are too many women, it is also a happy trouble. Should I go or not? If I don't go, it's okay. Anyway, the two of them are more of a joint interest. I just want to ask Elena for help if there is anything in the future.

For example, with Hasbro, it may not be that simple. The other party will at least give you the cold shoulder.

If I go, I will inevitably be exploited again, and I don't know what this woman's real purpose is.

Besides, I have to accompany Nicole tomorrow, and fly to see him the day after tomorrow. There is a high probability that Gadot will not let me go on Sunday.

Then don’t even think about going to work on Monday. Even the youngest body can’t withstand this.

After thinking about it, Eric decided to stop thinking about it and go to bed early.

Rest and recuperate, prepare for war when the time comes.

Ring. Eric was sleeping and another phone call came in and woke him up without knowing what time it was.

I looked at the screen and it was Judy.

Yawning, Eric answered the phone.

"Do you know it's the middle of the night? If you disturb your boss's sleep, I will deduct your salary!"

Judy's somewhat irritated voice rang out from the other end: "Come and help, these two sisters can't leave!"

(End of this chapter)