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Chapter 2 - Chapter 2: Good opportunity

The greatest and greatest talent of human beings is the right to go after their dreams, but before chasing their dreams, they must first fill their stomachs, and if they can't even do the most basic survival, the rest is nothing more than illusion.

  Came to this world for more than a year, almost all the time is spent in prison, the hardships can also let Murphy think about a lot of truth, his dream of Hollywood in the realization of the first before he has to find a job that can support themselves.

  Although this body's predecessor was a dumbass, it did leave some useful things behind, such as this modest apartment.

  The apartment was located in the middle of a Latin neighborhood, a small, low-rise, very vintage building like most of the houses in downtown Los Angeles, where the security situation was worrisome, with a lot of people living around who had nothing better to do, and a few guys who resembled Ross from time to time, haunted the neighborhood.

  Maybe it was lucky enough, or maybe it was just too shabby and isolated, this 'aunt's' apartment hadn't been patronized by thieves in a year, and the furniture and working equipment left here by the idiot Murphy had always despised was still alive and well, which was really a big surprise for him.

  After finding the apartment from memory, Murphy did a thorough cleaning and then took an inventory of the family assets he now had at his disposal.

  First of all is this house that can temporarily belong to his residence, the United States of America is a common British measure, according to Murphy's former standards, the house area is not small, full of fifty square meters, in addition to the kitchen, washroom, bedroom, living room and balcony in one room, there is also a small studio, that is, the former freelance reporter's workplace.

  As the house under his name was forcibly confiscated as a fine and compensation, for a long time to come, Murphy confirmed that he could only live here.

  The furnishings inside the house were very simple, it was obvious that the once Stanton family was just a very ordinary member of the slums, that aunt, who had gone far away to England, had left behind basic appliances such as an old-fashioned color TV, refrigerator and washing machine, and the furnishings were similarly simple, two chairs, a dining table with peeling paint and a washed-out cloth sofa, as well as a foldable single bed.

  In the course of the day, Murphy had returned from the state prison to downtown Los Angeles, cleaned his room again, and with his stomach already rumbling with hunger, he took out the only money he had and carefully counted it, two hundred and forty-three dollars.

  Taking a ten-dollar bill out of it and stuffing the rest of the money into a close pocket, Murphy exited his room and went to a nearby burger joint, buying a burger combo for his dinner.

  Although the sky is already dark and the security situation here is not good, but Murphy did not encounter a dogged robbery, in his thought, maybe this pair of strong body played a little role, after all, after experiencing so many things in prison, the whole temperament of the person looks vaguely with a few ferocious.

  Dinner cost only five dollars; Murphy had no source of income now, and had to plan what he would do with every cent.

  After far more than the room dilapidated and dirty stairs, against the two black people's strange eyes, Murphy returned to his room, after locking the door, open the TV, but there is no program, it should be a long time no one to pay the bill, was forced to cut off the signal, so he had to turn off the TV, and quietly enjoy their own dinner.

  Mouth not knowing the taste of chewing the burger, Murphy's head kept turning, thinking about how he should make a living next.

  The stock market? Not to say that he does not even have the capital, it is now June 2000, NASDAQ triggered the stock market crash is in full swing, and once he was just a poor student in the end of the film school, for the operation of the stock know nothing ...

  Invest? Who to invest in if you don't have the money? He still wanted someone to invest in him ...

  Swallowing the food in his mouth, and leaving the remaining half of his burger still on the peeling table, Murphy leaned back in his chair, one hand propped up on his head, and mobilized all his brain cells to think of ways he could make a quick fortune.

  Of course, like Ross who was planning to stay in the ****** and illegal gun business was not desirable.

  Thinking about it, Murphy returned to his best aspect, which is related to the movie industry, although he is just a student without much practical experience, but during his study, he has also parsed countless classic Hollywood movies and scripts, and also listened to a lot of widely circulated movie songs.

  Changed a more comfortable sitting position, Murphy first denied the song, heard and wrote the song that is the difference between the existence of heaven and earth, let him this kind of people who have not received any professional learning to write a song, kill him also can not do.

  This kind of unreliable thoughts will only make him starve to death ...

  The remaining is the movie and the script, the film school he once enrolled in is really not in the top class, the most basic teaching is still guaranteed, and he is also considered to be a relatively hard-working student, not only familiar with those classic art films analyzed in class, but also studied a lot of movies he is interested in after class.

  Instantly, Murphy's head surged with an idea, he wrote a script for a future classic movie, mailed it to the major Hollywood companies, the relevant executives of the Hollywood six as the desert saw the water source of the travelers generally flocked to him as a super genius, since then, Murphy Stanton in Hollywood on a money, power and beauty united to collect the brilliant avenue.

  "Haven't you suffered enough in this year?" Murphy suddenly laughed and whispered in a self-deprecating tone, "You're not that naive student anymore, don't have such low and stupid ideas anymore, okay?"

  Even as an outsider, Murphy knew that Hollywood never lacked scripts, not to mention the current six major companies, even the second-tier studios didn't know how many scripts were lying around in their script libraries waiting to gather dust.

  The future of many non-adaptation movie, the script do not know how many years in the script library of the major companies lying ...

  Murphy remembers very well that some of the scripts that were later blacklisted from Hollywood scripts appeared as early as the 1980s and 1990s.

  The chances of a newcomer's script being picked up by a movie company are infinitely low, but it's still a path, even if the chances are so low that it's outrageous, there's always some hope, and Murphy intends to try it out if he can find a job with a stable income, just as if he's taking his chances.

  Thinking of this, Murphy stood up and walked to the window, looking through the window at the distant sky full of stars, then sighed, gave up those unrealistic thoughts, thinking to the most realistic things above, that is, to find a job with a legitimate income, to solve the problem of their livelihood.

  It was his right to follow his dreams, and Murphy could have survived the maddening despair of life in prison for that reason, nor would he have hesitated to work as a handyman or something else for that reason.

  Of course, Murphy had another option, which was to continue working on his predecessor's work.

  He walked into his predecessor's studio, which he had also cleaned up, the simple workbench and wooden chair and the shelves in the back were no longer dusty, and a laptop, a Canon handheld video camera, and a car-mounted LAPD receiver were neatly organized on them.

  These were the ex's work gear.

  Sitting in front of the workbench, Murphy opened the laptop and found some news videos shot by his predecessor, and it was not difficult to find out from the videos that the guy used to mainly shoot videos on current social events, such as car accidents, fires, and robberies, and so on, and it was only later that he was tempted by the huge payoffs and foolishly went to shoot the personal privacy of Samer Lei Shi Dong.

  There were not only videos, but also instructions on how to use a police receiver, LAPD police codes, and contact information for the newsroom executives of several local L.A. television stations.

  The other party's previous work wasn't complicated, basically infesting the streets of Los Angeles, grabbing some news footage of public interest, and later selling it to interested TV stations.

  However, Murphy didn't intend to continue this kind of work and was only interested in the equipment, after all, they could be exchanged for money that would allow him to continue living.

  Although he had given up those stupid ideas, Murphy still had some plans, this was Hollywood, and there were countless people working in movie-related jobs, which was his first choice for finding a job.

  First engaged in work related to the film industry, even the lowest level of odd jobs can be, both to be able to accumulate experience, but also to look for opportunities ...

  In fact, all the movie circles around the world are the same, UU Look Book www.uukanshu.net无数才华满腹的人投入到之中 and there are very few successes, and very often opportunities are more important than talent.

  The night gradually deepened, Ross called a phone call, asking Murphy what else he needed, now the situation is stronger than the people, Murphy can not care about the other, bluntly said that he temporarily want to borrow a car, in order to go out to find a suitable job.

  The next morning, a black youth will be a fairly new Chevrolet to that three-way intersection, Ross is very careful, the car is obviously newly filled with gas, Murphy will be the car parked in an alleyway on the side of the apartment building, and bought breakfast and a number of newspapers, back to the upstairs, while eating and flipping through the newspaper's recruitment section, wanting to see from it is not suitable for their own type.

  In his current condition, the requirements were really low, as long as he was working in a movie-related industry and could settle his pay in a timely manner.

  This is Los Angeles, is the seat of Hollywood, distributed thousands of large and small film and television production companies and studios, every day there are several crews start, similar job opportunities are still there.

  After flipping through two newspapers, Murphy copied down several interested information one by one, and waited to call and contact them later, when flipping through the last newspaper, a job advertisement that took up a great deal of space appeared in front of him, and his eyes instantly lit up.

  This huge theater group had just begun preparations, and was openly recruiting artists, costumers, painters, assistants, and many other staff members to the public, and the name of the project was--The Matrix!

  Just by reading a few lines, Murphy understood that this was a recruitment advertisement for the sequel to the Wachowski brothers' two back-to-back films of The Matrix, which was undoubtedly a good opportunity.