Chapter 176: homosexual

Ferguson handed the luggage to the stewardess, put his hands in the bags of the two suits, and followed behind, "Scoses, he is my teacher."
Scorsese... With that said, White was completely awake.
Before Christmas, on a New York flight, White had met Scorsese, and Scorsese also introduced Charlize Theron, completely forgetting to make friends.
Now following his disciple Ferguson, Ferguson sat down in the seat next to White, in exactly the same posture as Scorsese at the time.
White felt puzzled in his heart, and Scorsese introduced him to Ferguson, didn't he—?
Ferguson said: "I have been studying at the Royal Academy of Drama before, and I recently went to the Film Department of New York University to study."
Qiao heard the words and shook Ferguson's forehand stretched out: "That's it, White. Good for you."
"I heard the teacher say your name long ago, White." Ferguson's hands are quite callused, the palms of standard literati.
"really? Haha."
"There is also the recent LUMBLAR," Ferguson said, "I also joined, the inner panel is very interesting."
White followed with a polite greeting, feeling that the young man named Ferguson in front of him could really speak. Ferguson retracted his hand, and the Sutlan's light blue eyes stared at it.
White also withdrew his hand and took the newspaper in front of him to read it. Ferguson adjusted the seat and called the stewardess to pour coffee. His movements are not hurried or slow, and he has a good manner in dealing with others, and he has the temperament of an English gentleman.
Since he is a disciple of Scorsese, he must have a good artistic understanding. It seems that he went to Columbia because of his college homework.
Ferguson said: "You had a guest appearance in Hollywood before, right?"
When White heard this, his face froze, "Well, Mr. Scorsese also told you."
"No, he didn't. I saw this movie when it premiered two months ago."
Ferguson scratched his head: "Theron is my goddess."
White thought this young man was funny, and he couldn't help but relax.
"Is a computer genius." Ferguson stirred the coffee with a spoon and said, "You play such a role, right?"
"That's right," White said.
"That's right." Ferguson gave White a thumbs up. "That character is well-interpreted. Did you go and watch it yourself?"
"Not yet."
"Because I'm embarrassed to watch it, haha, it's always the case for the first time." He put one leg on the other, covered it with a coffee spill blanket, "If it wasn't for my habit of paying attention to the actors and production crews, I really don't recognize you."
"That's still before I created the platform."
auzw.com "I believe someone will see it, then there will be another sensation."
"That won't be enough."
Ferguson laughed mysteriously. His hair gleamed under the round window frame. It's silver. There is no rush between words and deeds, really Scorsese style.
"I have to talk about my evaluation of your performance, that must be. Very good. Very creative. But it may also be a true character-you are a computer genius, and you are very talented in this area. Just show it."
White looked away from his hair and his face, looking at the empty front, "I am honored to get your evaluation. But I am not interested in acting. The Christmas tricks were just a coincidence. It's just a mistake."
Ferguson seemed unwilling to accept this statement. Hearing White said that he was interested in acting Messi, he took a sip of coffee and said, "Interest is something that can be cultivated. Not to mention that you are talented. Innate. Although I I’m not very famous now. I don’t have any reputation? To me, I’m an unknown newcomer. But I want to hit the best director. White. I promise you that we will become the best group in Hollywood by working with me."
Ferguson called another flight attendant and said that he would have another cup of coffee to give to White. He recruited the stewardess, put his hands on the blanket on his knees, and looked at White.
"I know that you are developing on the Internet. You are too rich. You may not be interested in this kind of thing. Make a movie with an unfamiliar Englishman-it sounds ridiculous. If you think about it, I will I think so. But you have to understand that I am studying director and have an innate sense of smell for some people who are talented in acting. What about you? You can continue your current Lumblar career. Later, come to me Filming. I now have a great electronics, which is definitely for you."
He lowered his voice, "If you think this is delaying the development of Lumblar, then I can say that the film career will not hinder your development. You can imagine how much beneficial news a film's development can bring to you. If you think too much I’m too busy to appear every day, so please. My film shooting methods and style have always been similar to those of my teacher. A good film needs to stand the consideration of years. Although I am only studying in college." He pointed to his head, "I ask God Swear, White. I can do it, so can you, we need to join hands. Like the Wang Fried combination of the teacher and Xiao Lizi, it is simply what I dream of."
"I have a question."
"What is it? Just say it."
"Why don't you find another famous professional background, Ferguson."
Ferguson folded his arms across his chest and laughed nonchalantly, "I prefer to work with some people who share the same smell with me."
Ferguson's importance to him made White feel unexpected.
"Well," White said, "but I regret to say that I don't have this idea at the moment."
"Think about it again."
"Mr. Ferguson?"
"Think about it again." Ferguson's attitude suddenly became tough. He put his hands on the table and shrugged his shoulders. He drew several pieces of paper from a stack of papers and patted them on White's palm, "Look at my script idea first."
"alright."
Ferguson breathed a sigh of relief: "Look at it and talk about it."
White read the whole paper carefully. It was very interesting. It was about homosexuality. But what the does this guy mean by asking him to act as a mentally ill gay, and saying he fits?
"I don't think I'm suitable." White tried to make himself look calm.
Ferguson's face showed incredible, as if to say, how can you watch and refuse to agree?
This is my hard work, my script is the most perfect in the world, you can't help but agree.
"I'm really busy, and I don't have this time." White said again, this is also true. For a moment, he felt that his temper was so good.