Chapter 95 of Volume 1: The So-Called "Interview"

  Originally as a director, Yi Feiyang didn't have to interview this blonde bombshell "Stormi Daniels" himself, these things could be handed over to the deputy director Rabbit Bill.

  But as the producer of this play, Henry the elephant was not at ease, and he had already started "blindly worshipping" Yifei Yang, so he had no choice but to personally conduct the interview.

  After finishing his work, Yi Feiyang said goodbye to Henry the elephant and drove away from Top Movie Company in his newly purchased car.

  To be honest, Yi Feiyang really didn't want to get too close to this kind of erotic film company. The reason was that his remaining pure feeling was haunting him.

  Leaving the top company, driving all the way home, at this time the night has already darkened, but the entire Los Angeles street is brightly lit, and the trees on the side of the road are fully adorned with colorful small lanterns, making the surrounding environment look like a beautiful silver flower.

  The pleasant Christmas music kept ringing in my ears, and looking at the young men and women on the roadside who were drinking beer, hugging, kissing or gathering together to celebrate wildly, Yiyang suddenly remembered that tonight was Christmas Eve.

  Christmas Eve in the West is similar to Chinese New Year's Eve and is also a very important festival.

  At least through the car window, you can see countless people holding fireworks and dancing, wearing beautiful clothes, blowing curled tongue trumpets, looking extremely lively.

  Compared to these happy people, the vagrants by the roadside also rarely relaxed their mood, surrounding a large iron bucket, igniting a bonfire, roasting over the fire while drinking wine and water bestowed by passersby, happiness was right there.

  Yi Feiyang was looking out at the outside world when suddenly the phone rang. After answering it, it turned out to be a call from Rabbit Bill.

  Bunny Bill said that "blonde bombshell" Stormi made a phone call, first asking about the script and character roles. Then she vaguely asked for Yi Feiyang's address.

  Rabbit Bill said: "There might be a romantic encounter, boss. You don't know, these girls who shoot AV are very open-minded. Tomorrow when you go for the interview, you can try it out yourself. If not, you'll definitely regret missing this opportunity!"

  Yi Feiyang certainly understood what Bill meant by "try it out". A dog's mouth can never spit out ivory, and to make up its own "hidden rules"? Don't be kidding, he wasn't that kind of scoundrel.

  But as Bill said, in Hollywood this kind of "hidden rule" opportunity is really hard to come by.

  Many people who don't understand Hollywood think that there is a "潜规则" (unspoken rule) in Hollywood, which means sex for favors. That's not true. Maybe decades ago, when directors, actors, and screenwriters were all contracted to film companies, equivalent to being employees of the company, the film companies had absolute power, and naturally many dirty and dark things emerged.

  However, with the improvement of the Hollywood film system, especially with the emergence of various organizations for actors, those directors and company bosses who dared to mess around with male-female relationships have almost disappeared. The reason is that if some ignorant girl was deceived by a certain unscrupulous director, slept with him but didn't get a movie role, she would likely make a scene in court, make a scene in the newspapers. And this kind of scandal is a big deal in America, that director and actor would definitely be ruined, their reputation destroyed. Because fans all over the country would despise them, refuse to watch their movies, in other words you wouldn't have a market anymore, naturally no film company would find you to make movies again.

  To have a good time once, get into a whole lot of trouble, and maybe even get sued. Doing something so unbecoming is just not worth it.

  In fact, the relationship between actors and film companies has changed from a superior-subordinate relationship to a cooperative one.

  For example, big stars like Sylvester Stallone, Schwarzenegger, Tom Cruise, and female stars Meg Ryan, Julia Roberts, etc., almost all of them sign a cooperation profit-sharing agreement with the film company. In other words, they make films for this company, and after filming is completed, they share profits based on box office performance, which benefits both parties without losing out.

  For example, Disney spent $225 million to create the fantasy epic "The Lone Ranger", but the final box office was only over $86 million, with a loss of nearly $190 million. This made Disney's entire deficit soar, with stock prices plummeting, directly leading to a high-level reshuffle at Disney. And originally, superstar Johnny Depp, who was still waiting for his share of the box office, not only didn't get much of a salary, but also suffered constant ridicule, walking on thin ice, it can be said that: "Didn't eat the mutton, and got a whole body of scabies!"

  It is precisely this cooperative approach of mutual risk-sharing that has transformed the relationship between today's actors and film companies from a hierarchical one to a collaborative one.

  Who would be so idle as to "set hidden rules" for their own partners?

  Due to the shift in roles between actors and film companies, those big-name directors and studio bosses can no longer dictate who gets cast. The days of "whoever they say plays" are gone. When selecting an actor, the only condition is whether the role suits you; if you play it, you'll make money for the company.

  So here, the producer, director and actor are actually a community of common interests, and they reach a cooperative intention for their common interests. Even if some actors and directors have backstage deals, don't expect to succeed, because the director only has the right to suggest when selecting actors, but does not have the final decision-making power.

  Of course, Hollywood also has "unwritten rules", but it's not about sex trading. The real unwritten rule is discrimination, discriminating against homosexuals, skin color, and even women.

  Take Mrs. Lawrence, for example. If she really wants to make it in the entertainment industry, then apart from continuing to play disabled roles, there's almost no other way out; and as for the old black man, he's lucky to be a film director, not an actor, otherwise I reckon he wouldn't even have enough to eat porridge.

  Compared to regular Hollywood movies, the order of the Hollywood underground film market is a bit chaotic. Without saying which AV actress you want to go after, on the contrary, many AV actresses are waiting with bated breath for you to pursue them.

  No other reason, I just hope you can try their acting skills, oral skills, or whatever killer skills they have... and then give them more opportunities to perform.

  Yi Feiyang is a man, and since he started acting, he has had many of those kinds of sexual fantasies. When filming "SpongeBob SquarePants", he had them about Natasha, and when filming "Paranormal Activity", he had them about Heather...

  However, as a future great director once said, "A good director, if he can't fall in love with the heroine of his film, then the romantic scenes he shoots will only be left with hard bones and tasteless!"

  ……

  Yi Feiyang still lived in the old building of Mrs. Lawrence, a three-story dilapidated apartment that looked particularly "on the verge of collapse" on Christmas Eve.

  As the difficult brother of Yi Feiyang, Gao Jiabao has proposed countless times to "move house", with the reason being "don't know when this damn old building will crush me to death". However, Yi Feiyang remains unmoved. It's not that he is reluctant to spend money, nor does he have any feelings for this old building, but simply because he lives on the third floor, while Annie Hathaway lives on the second floor.

  It was a very subtle reason, or rather, a very subtle reason that even Yifeng himself had not realized. In his own eyes, he was still lingering in this old building only to repay Mrs. Lawrence for her "care" for him in the past, and not because of someone else's sake.

  ……

  Up the stairs, Yifei Yang walked to the second floor and subconsciously knocked on the door. The one who opened it was Mrs. Lawrence.

  Mrs. Lawrence pushed her wheelchair out and saw it was Yifeng Yang, so she smiled: "Merry Christmas Eve, Yi."

  "You too, Mrs. Lawrence." Yì Fēi Yáng smiled in response, then looked around the house. "Isn't Annie home?"

  "Oh, yes, she went out with her friends. It would be boring for young people to stay at home on Christmas Eve, they need to go out and gather together, right?"

  "Heh heh, yeah. That's for sure... But do I know her friend? Which girl from her ballet school is it?" Yi Feiyang asked in a roundabout way.

  "Girls and boys alike. Easy, don't underestimate our family's Annie, she has many boys chasing after her, especially on such a beautiful Christmas Eve, I truly hope she can spend wonderful time with the boy she likes."

  Listening to Mrs. Lawrence's cheerful words, Yi Feiyang couldn't help but feel a surge of sourness in his heart. Thinking that on this peaceful night, Heather might be celebrating the holiday with some boy and would probably hug him uncontrollably, or even kiss... Yi Feiyang felt uncomfortable at the thought.

  Struggling to shake off the damned thought in his mind, Yi Feiyang shook his head and said to Mrs. Lawrence: "Yes, Annie is a good girl, I hope she can be happy and blissful."

  Just as Yi was about to turn around and leave, Mrs. Lawrence said: "Hey, Yi, why don't you come in and sit down? I made some delicious pumpkin pie and flavorful pizza, want to try some?"

  "Oh no, thank you, Mrs. Lawrence, I still have things to do." Yi Feiyang forced a smile and left.

  Watching Yi Fei Yang's dejected back view, Mrs. Lawrence couldn't help but reveal a childlike smile, "This Yi, seems to have taken a liking to Annie..."

  ……

  Yi Feiyang went upstairs, originally full of energy, but suddenly felt limp all over, took off his black jacket and casually threw it on the bed, took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, opened it, and drank it in one gulp.

  A cold beer entered his stomach, causing him to shudder all over, he took a deep breath and sat up on the bed.

  Looking around the unchanged environment, the empty room, although not large, suddenly makes people feel lonely, especially on this joyful Christmas Eve, the colorful world outside and the loneliness here form a sharp contrast.

  That fat guy, Gao Jia Bao, doesn't know where he's hanging out either. Since he became the financial director of Dream Movie Company, he's been very popular and often gets invited to dinner by people from the creative department, publicity department, and logistics department... Although Fatso hasn't become corrupt yet, he's getting more and more complacent, and Yi Fei Yang believes that if they weighed him now, this guy must have gained at least 10 kilograms since arriving in America!

  "Oh, loneliness! Oh, desolation!" Yì Fēiyáng took a few big gulps of beer, then let out a long sigh and fell backwards onto the bed, closing his eyes.

  At this time, the little dog Bobo, who was adopted by him, jumped onto the bed and stretched out his cute little tongue to lick Ye Feiyang's cheek, as if comforting this guy who had no one to accompany him on this peaceful night.

  Yi Feiyang opened his eyes, reached out to hug the little dog Bobo, and Bobo barked "Woof woof". Yi Feiyang stroked its small head and said: "You're still the best, a good friend, loyal, and you don't even go out to cause trouble on Christmas Eve!"

  "Woof woof!" The little dog Bobo seemed to understand Yifei Yang's words, and responded by rubbing his small head against Yifei Yang's cheek.

  ……

  Ding dong! Ding dong!

  Suddenly, there was a doorbell ring.

  Who could it be at this time?!

  Yi Feiyang got up in confusion and walked over to open the door.

  As he opened the door, Yi Feiyang was stunned. He saw a white foreigner wearing a green express delivery uniform, with a delivery document in his mouth, panting and holding a large cardboard box.

  "Hello, is this Mr. Yi?" The big foreigner put down the cardboard box and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

  "Yes, I am."

  "Ah, buddy, here's your express delivery! Dammit, I have no idea what's inside, it's so heavy, I'm dead tired from carrying it all the way from the first floor to the third!"

  Yi Feiyang was also taken aback.

  "But I didn't buy anything?"

  "Maybe it's a gift from your friend... buddy, don't just stand there, can you help me sign for it? Damn, today is Christmas Eve, I need to hurry back home and spend the holiday with my wife and kids!"

  ……

  Among the complaints of the courier, Yi Feiyang signed for this huge "mysterious gift".

  No wonder it's quite heavy, Yi Feiyang can understand the struggles of that courier. Moving such a heavy box from the first floor to the third floor really requires two people's strength.

  "Who could it be, playing a joke on themselves by sending such a big gift?" The first person that came to Yi Fei Yang's mind was Gao Jia Bao.

  "Could this be the guy's conscience acting up, giving himself a big gift as compensation? But it seems like he's not that generous, even if he really did give gifts, at most it would just be something like a lighter or a wallet."

  Yi Feiyang pondered as he untied the colored ribbons on the box.

  Then, a miracle appeared!

  Just as Yì Fēi Yáng cut the ribbon, the box moved slightly.

  "Could it be a living thing?" Yi Feiyang was shocked, and then he saw the box open automatically, revealing a snow-white shiny leg inside...

  Yes, that is a beautiful leg that can move any man's heart, slender, firm, snow-white, full of magic and charm.

  Then, a beautiful woman wearing Santa Claus's bright red clothes stepped out of the box.

  At that moment, Yi Feiyang suddenly remembered a story from "Liaozhai's Records of the Strange".

  A bookworm was infatuated with numbers, but one day a super beauty walked out of a painting and then the bookworm ended his pathetic otaku life, starting to be taught by the beauty what is "human relationships" and what is "the etiquette of Zhou Gong".

  Compared with the present moment

  Could it be that a miracle really happened?! (......)