Sean had never thought about how long he would be in this line of work. In his opinion, whether it was actors or celebrities, they were too far away from him. He had lived two lives and was relatively content. He accepted this job just to survive.

In fact, if not for the fact that he felt that if he told the truth to the seemingly competent Frederick and would have been torn into pieces, he would have told him.

In any case, Sean was very satisfied with his current work as a extra. He had previously said that it was very stable because Elite Management Agency had introduced him over since they had such service. So, there was no need to worry about not being able to receive work.

Of course, it could not be compared to an actor with a union background. AAU, ATBA, and all the major production factories had regulations that a movie or TV series had to hire a certain proportion of union members in the production.

The job was stable, and the salary was equally stable. Even if the minimum salary for an hour were five dollars, it would be two hundred dollars a week. If he worked harder and did some overtime, his salary would be 1.5 times the usual. There would be 350 dollars a week or even more.

Besides, Sean came through the management company, so he could not get the lowest salary. But he still could not compare with the union members and the extras who joined the union who could earn more, which was why Frederick gave such a suggestion.

Unfortunately, just as Sean had said, he was now on the verge of bankruptcy. How could he have money to join the union? He might be able to join ATBA as it was 1,000 dollars. AAU would cost at least 2,000 dollars. No matter what, he was unable to join.

Moreover, the union also had to take a commission from the income, but it was not as much as the manager. And the temporary actors basically did not have to pay the fee. But the most interesting thing was that the highest percentage of the commission was from actors with salaries amounting to tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. The real big stars who get millions of salary were not deducted much commission, just like... The government of Antasey always bullied the middle class and indulged the rich. Sean was unsure if his father said that or if it was someone else.

Well, other than these, it was also a little easier. Just like now, Sean just had to sit at the roundtable and hold the newspaper in front of him, or stand on the street and pretend to chat with others. Moreover, the crew also provided lunch, and he did not have to act. Was there any better job than this?

With this, he could fully adjust his life and carefully think about what he should do in the future, as well as make some suitable plans. The kind of thing like rashly coming to Las Angelos should appear less in the future.

Therefore, the first two weeks of October were the two most relaxed weeks since Sean came to Las Angelos. During the day, he was a extra. At night, he would attend various parties with his new friends. Or he would play with Duke in his apartment, surf the Internet and read a book. Then, he would plan his future.

Of course, there were some things he had to deal with.

"Don't talk to me about this. Lexi, look at yourself. Who are you to teach me a lesson?" Looking at the person sitting in front of him, Sean said in an agitated tone. He glared at him, gnashing his teeth, but his gaze was unfocused as if there was a bit of helplessness.

"I never thought of teaching you a lesson..." The bespectacled middle-aged man replied expressionlessly.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Sean interrupted with a roar.

"Alright, that's it," A voice sounded. Sean, who was tense, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

There were several people sitting next to him. One of them was holding a small camera and recording the whole scene. The other one always acted as if nothing had happened. While the other three gathered together and whispered something to each other.

"Alright, thank you for your performance, Mr. Thomas," A few minutes later, a middle-aged man in a black T-shirt, about forty years old, with sideburns, stood up and said. At the same time, he made a gesture of invitation.

"Then, Mr. Dawlish..." Sean, who was walking out, looked at the middle-aged man with a questioning gaze. He wanted to know if he could get this role.

To be frank, Frederick was a capable agent. In three to four weeks, he had found three audition roles for him. One was a small supporting role in a popular TV series, "Joyful Family", and two secondary supporting roles in a youth theme film that had been invested around 20,000,000 dollars.

He failed two auditions, but he reached the end of this audition that described the dreams of young people known as "Rose to Fame." Although Sean had no intention of entering the entertainment industry, it would be good if he had a good role.

He had previously said that he had performed in a drama and a music drama in school and had even won a ranking in the National High School Competition. It was impossible to say that he did not have the desire to perform. If he could obtain a good role, he could also get a considerable amount of salary. It was also a good idea for him to save up money faster.

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What's more, he might even be able to get the main character. The audition did not determine the specific role at the beginning. Sean had already tried several roles from the starting round to the retest round.

"Don't worry, Mr. Thomas, don't worry." Following him out, the director of the movie, David Dawlish, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

For some reason, Sean felt that there was some other meaning in this guy's smile. There was a sense of... familiarity?

"Everyone," After leaving the room for the audition, Dawlish gathered the few actors waiting outside that also participated in the final audition. "I have to say, you all performed very well, so it is difficult to decide who is more suitable for the time being. I have to hand over all your files to the producer and let them judge. Please wait patiently for a reply, understand?"

"Okay, Mr. Dawlish." Several candidates nodded.

Sean was also among them. Although he was a little disappointed, he did not take it to heart with his current relaxed state of mind. However, he did not expect that when he was about to leave, he would be gently patted by Dawlish.

He was a little confused, but he quickly noticed the other person's gaze. Several thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end, he stopped for a moment. He waited for the others to walk out before turning to the corridor on the side with Dawlish.

"You came from Sun Franlisco, right? Mr. Thomas?" Dawlish asked.

Sean nodded. "Yes."

"That is a very beautiful city," Dawlish said with a meaningful smile, "There was a time when I wanted to move there. Many of Holliewood's actors came from Sun Franlisco."

Although the foreword did not seem to match the afterword, his tone of voice was controlled perfectly, making this sentence sound like a business greeting.

"Listen, Sean. From my personal point of view, you and Landy Caitel are the most suitable male lead." Dawlish finally got to the point and said, "But the producer and investor obviously don't think so. Let me ask you now, do you want to get this role?"

"Yes... of course," Sean replied calmly.

"Very good," Dawlish said as he narrowed his eyes, seemingly satisfied with his answer. "Then, on the night after tomorrow, there will be a party at the Winston bar in Annerly Hills held by our company. If you are willing to join, I can recommend you to them at the party. By then, you can convince them yourself."

"Did Caitel receive an invitation too?" After thinking for a few seconds, Sean asked cautiously.

Landy Caitel was one of the actors who participated in the audition until the end. Sean did not know how his acting skills were. After all, he had not interacted much with him, but that guy was also a bright and handsome young man.

"Of course." Dawlish nodded.

"Alright, I will join." Although he felt that something was not quite right, Sean still agreed. Then he heard Dawlish say, "Very good. I will call both of you tomorrow around nighttime. Then I will find a place to talk about the specific situation."

Sean immediately frowned secretly but remained calm on the surface. "I understand."

"That's it then." Dawlish patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction, and the unspeakable playfulness reappeared on his face.

"What is this guy trying to do?" After coming out of the office area of the studio and returning to his car, Sean thought. His intuition told him there was something wrong with this guy, but he could not tell what exactly was wrong.

In short, it could be confirmed that the guy's gaze was very familiar, but it was definitely not a good thing. Sean scratched his head and looked at the studio in the distance through the car window. "Why did he feel familiar? Also, what did he mean by those words? He also asked me if I were from Sun Franlisco... Wait!"

Sean suddenly opened his eyes wide and took a deep breath as he thought of the answer. Although he thought it was ridiculous, his intuition told him that it was indeed the answer.

"Damn it." Sean hit the steering wheel and then laughed bitterly. This was ridiculous...

After thinking about it again, he got off the car, found a telephone booth, and dialed a number. "Hey, Fred? It's me, Sean. Um... Are you free now? I want to talk to you... Okay, I'll wait for you there."

"You're saying... He wants to sleep with you?" Sitting at the small round table under the parasol on the street of the coffee shop, Frederick spent a few seconds digesting Sean's words and showed a forced smile.

"Without a doubt. Don't forget where I came from. Fred, I am quite familiar with this kind of gaze." Sean was a little annoyed and a little depressed.

Dawlish was a homosexual, and the possibility was very high. Sean had lived in Sun Franlisco for almost eighteen years. That place has been the center of homosexuality in North Antasey since the 1970s. Some of the rainbow flags hung outside the community were blinding. There was also an endless stream of gay couples on the streets, so Sean could not be more familiar with that kind of gaze.

If he had not stayed in Las Angelos for five months, and if his mind was not full of plans for the future, he would have been able to see it immediately.

Those signs, coupled with those few hints, there was no need to guess what the guy wanted to ask him out for.

"You called me out just because of this?" Frederick asked calmly, "Don't tell me you can't find a store to buy gel and condoms?"

"What are you talking about?" Sean frowned before he continued, "Don't you think it's disgusting? I'm not gay!"

"Then what's it about?" The agent sighed in his heart.

"I just want to know what is going on." Sean waved his hand, looking very dissatisfied.

"Alright. Tell me frankly, what do you think, Sean?" Frederick asked after taking a deep breath.