"What am I thinking?" Sean frowned in confusion.

"That's right. What are you thinking?" Frederick crossed his arms and placed them on the round table. "Or, let me put it clearer for you. Do you want this role or not?"

"Of course..." Sean closed his mouth in the middle of his sentence, his brows furrowed even more. "You mean... Do you mean... if I want this role, I have to..."

"No, not necessarily. Most of the time, even if you do it, you might not be able to get it one hundred percent," Frederick said unhurriedly, "That's why I asked you, what are you thinking? Are you refusing or seizing this opportunity?"

"What... What the hell is this!" Sean cursed again.

"Everything is for the opportunity," Frederick said as he shrugged. "For actors, opportunities are more important than anything."

"Are you instigating me?" Sean looked at him and narrowed his eyes.

"No, I am telling you the truth, Sean." The agent moved closer and showed a sincere look. "Do you know how many official actors there are in Holliewood films? Do you know how many of them can become famous? Do you know what they can do in order to get an opportunity?"

"But..." Sean argued, but he was interrupted by the other party.

"I hope you understand, Sean. In Holliewood, any actor who wants to become famous must remember two words." Frederick looked at him and raised a finger, "First, the role creates the actor, not the other way round. Second, there is no one who can not be replaced! This relates to another sentence, if you want to become famous here, do not miss any opportunity you can fight for. "

"Is this an unspoken rule?" Sean asked after a few seconds of silence.

"No." The agent once again gave a negative answer and continued, "This is the rule. Maybe in other companies or government departments, it's shameful to get promoted by sleeping with their superiors. But here, everything is clear as water. Even a famous teen magazine such as "Teen Voice" was hinting that if you wanted to get the opportunity, 'you can do something to make them happy in private.' No other profession desires opportunities more than actors because once there is an opportunity, life immediately becomes different, and what is obtained would be far greater than the outcome, and no one forced it. Everyone is willing to do it."

Sean pinched the bridge of his nose as if he could not accept it. Frederick paused for a moment before continuing as he knocked his fingers on the table. "Of course, not everyone was like this. There were also some who finally obtained the opportunity to shine in independent movies after persisting for a long time. There were also people who had good luck and did not meet anyone with any special hobbies along the way. In addition, there were also people with family backgrounds and connections that could be used as bargaining chips to make a deal. However, the proportion of these people was basically negligible among all the actors in Holliewood."

The agent finally sat up straight and looked at Sean without blinking. "I won't tell you what to do. That is not my duty. I will only tell you what reality is, as well as some choices you can make. Either do your best to fight for an opportunity or wait slowly, hoping that luck will someday befall you. Otherwise, change your career as soon as possible."

Then, he spread out his hands and stopped talking.

"This is dog shit!" A moment later, Sean said this, then stood up and left without saying anything.

Frederick did not stop him. After watching him leave, he gulped down the coffee. Then, shook his head and muttered, "That's why I hate idealists."

Was Sean an idealist? Of course not, he had already lived two lives, and he had experienced that kind of life in his previous life. How could he still be an idealist?

He might be somewhat idealistic in some aspects, but he was definitely not someone who did not understand reality. Moreover, it was not as if there were no female employees in the company of his previous life who were promoted in such a way. In this life, there were also female students who seduced teachers to get A + scores.

However, these were matters that could not be exposed, and the parties involved would definitely not be proud of them. When could these matters be openly displayed under the sunlight and think that this was reasonable?

He had also thought about whether Frederick was lying to him, putting pressure on him, asking him to fight for this role so as to get the commission. But thinking about it, it was not necessary. The other party was not only working for him, and he had not shown any value so far. There was no need for the other party to bet on his reputation.

No matter what was said, Sean had his own set of principles, and what Frederick said today was clearly beyond what he could accept.

"Can you imagine it? Can you imagine it?" Sean grabbed the little thing's front leg and raised it while asking fiercely. Meanwhile, Duke shrunk its head and whimpered, its eyes wide open as it pretended to be innocent.

After a sigh, Sean put away his joking thoughts and put down Duke. If he could, he really wanted to talk with someone, such as his mother, who was very wise and always could handle problems properly.

In this life's family, the one he was closest to was his mother, followed by his sister and then his father. From how he nagged when he called home, one knew how bad his relationship with his father was.

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Alice Thomas was a very competent mother. She was gentle, delicate, and considerate. She would never use force when teaching her children.

"I know I can not stop you, Sean. But I hope you remember that we all love you and support you. So, when you encounter difficulties that you can not solve, you must tell us. Don't hold it in for unnecessary self-esteem, okay?" After Sean expressed that he would leave Sun Franlisco to wander around alone after graduating from high school, she said this.

For Sean, who lacked motherly love, that kind of attraction was very strong, and the philosophical question of "who am I" was still a little profound for ordinary people, so he quickly integrated into the family after his rebirth.

Of course, this did not mean that he had forgotten his past life and soul.

Two years ago, just after he turned 16, Sean took a few friends with him to Chana. Unfortunately, although his family in his previous life was not too far from the city, he still could not find any clues, as if they did not exist in this world.

It was also because of this trip that he had spent most of his savings so that when he graduated from high school and went to Las Angelos, other than the second-hand car, he only had 1,000 dollars in cash.

Let's not talk about this. In short, although Sean would recall all the things in his previous life in the dead of the night, no matter what, he had at least one-eighth Chinese blood in this life. There were also many Chinese classmates and friends. In Sun Franlisco, he often went to Chanatown, which gave excuses for his good Chinese. Plus, his father had some connections over there, but his life was completely different from his previous life. It made him look no different from an ordinary Antasian.

He liked playing, making friends, reading, music, attending parties, and doing all kinds of school activities. He wanted to try everything. The reborn Sean was happy to seize the time to try all kinds of new things.

However, it was also because of this that his relationship with his father, which could only be considered ordinary, became somewhat sensitive.

In this life, his father, Tony Thomas, was a somewhat old-fashioned person. He paid particular attention to etiquette and rules. In some sense, there was a sense of "self-restraint." It was not that bad when Sean was still a child, but as he grew older, conflict was inevitable.

Moreover, Sean, who had lived two lives, also had his own thoughts. The community life in his previous life made him seem very independent, so it was inevitable that there would be conflicts. In addition, his father in his previous life was often missing, and there was a lack of communication between him and his father when he came back. They would quarrel from time to time. In the end, the image of the two fathers overlapped. It would be strange if they could get along well.

Although Sean's mother was good at mediating, Sean and his father respected her very much. After his father forbade him to go to the bar with the band to perform and earn pocket money since Tony felt that it was not a business, not long after, private conflict was gradually put to the surface.

Although his sister also joined in the mediation, the contradiction was limited to family, but it was getting increasingly intense daily. So when Sean was 18 years old, and graduated from high school, he decisively bought a second-hand car and went to Las Angelos with his savings.

After thinking for a long time, Sean finally gave up calling his mother. Such a matter could not be explained on the phone. Then, he rubbed his head in annoyance. What should he do next? Noticing that its master was not in a good mood, Duke ran over and rubbed Sean's calf obediently. Then, it bit the rubber ball and put it in his arms.

"You want to play this?" With a smile, Sean touched its head and threw the rubber ball into the air. Duke then jumped and chased after it.

The lively puppy finally made Sean smile again, but he immediately frowned. No one knew what was happening outside, and it had not ended yet.

"This is not a charity. Miss, this is already the second time. The bank returned the check for the second time. Find a cheaper place if you can't afford the rent." As soon as he opened the door, he heard a loud voice. He did not need to look to know it was his Mexican landlady.

She was a woman in her forties. Like most Antasian who liked sweet food, she had a broad waist and was very weighty. Under normal circumstances, this woman was kind, but as long as it involved rent, she immediately became very aggressive, just like now.

"Please, believe me, Ms. Walters. This is just a small delay. The check can definitely go through. It can be done tomorrow." The woman who lived in the room opposite Sean stood at the door and spoke humbly.

"You said the same thing last time, but you made me wait for almost a week!" The landlady was not polite.

"But... I still got through, didn't I?" The woman explained carefully.

Perhaps she felt that she had said enough, and the woman in front of her had been submissive. The landlady looked at her for a while and nodded. "Alright, at most a week."

After saying that, she turned around and left, leaving the woman standing sadly at the door.

"Are you alright?" Sean could not help but walk over and ask.

The woman looked to be about thirty years old. She had blonde hair and blue eyes. Although she wore light makeup and simple clothes, she still had a special sense of beauty. Especially when she was about five feet and four inches tall, she looked relatively petite. She stood timidly at the door, which made people feel sympathetic.

"I... am fine..." After hearing Sean's words, the woman holding her arm raised her head. Her eyes were clearly a little red. She quickly turned her head, as if she did not want people to see her like this, but soon realized that she was not very polite, and immediately added a "thank you."

"Although Ms. Walters is fussy about the rent, she is still a kind woman. Don't... take it too seriously," Sean could not help but say, "My name is Sean, Sean Thomas. I live right across from you."

The woman showed a grateful look, but she did not say much. She nodded apologetically and closed the door.

Sean scratched his head and looked around. No one came out of the other rooms. This made him feel relieved, and he quickly returned to his room.

This way of striking up a conversation was uncool. He was not a little brat, so why would he say such words? Sean thought gloomily. But then again, she was indeed very attractive. When she moved here a month ago, Sean noticed it. But at that time, he was busy with life problems, and then he had... Yes... The extra job, so he did not have much spare time. In addition, she also left early and returned late. Therefore, they had not been able to speak until today.

"What a pity," Sean thought as he sat back in his chair. Then, he took the rubber ball from Duke's mouth and threw it out again.