Hollywood Road

"Murphy Stanton, convicted of trespassing private residence and negligent wounding, fined $200,000 and imprisoned for twelve months..."

The side door of the state prison in Chino, California opened, and Murphy Stanton and his companion Ross walked out of it. The first time they breathed the free air, they thought of the scene a year ago. Maybe he was the most unlucky in the world. The reborn, who came to Los Angeles from the other side of the Pacific Ocean, did not see the legendary flowery world, but a huge tragedy - at that time, he had been arrested by the Los Angeles police, faced several charges, and was eventually found guilty. Spent nearly a year in a California State Penitentiary.

"What do you think?"

Walking out of the prison with Murphy was a typical Latino, he was strong, raised his tattooed hand, patted Murphy's shoulder, pointed to a car parked on the road ahead and said, "Come on, pick up. Here comes our car."

The prison is far from the city, and it is not easy to get a ride. Murphy nodded and followed him to the car. The two people standing in front of the car immediately gave Ross a pleasing smile and opened the back door for them. .

Murphy was not polite, and got into the car with Ross from the left and right doors. The car turned around and drove towards Los Angeles, fifty miles away.

The speed of the car is very fast, especially after getting on the highway.

After this year's prison career, Murphy's temperament seems to be a bit tough. In a place like a men's prison, a person like him is quite good. He wants to keep his chrysanthemum instead of picking it up. Soaps must also be tough enough.

"What are your plans for the next step?"

The Latino looked away from the car window and asked, "Murphy, why don't you work with me, I promise, dollars and pretty girls..."

"Ross," Murphy interrupted, shaking his head. "Do you want me to sell **** and guns with you? I don't want to go back to prison."

He did not shy away from what he said. With the friendship that the two had formed in prison, there was no need to shy away from it. Murphy exhaled a long breath and said in a very affirmative tone, "I will earn the dollar. , pretty girl, I want the most beautiful movie star, my future is in Hollywood!"

"Poor little guy..." Ross raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder again, "Have you not woken up from your dream? You've even been forcibly confiscated your house to offset the fine, so what are you doing in Los Angeles? Murphy, There are tens of thousands of people like you who come to Hollywood to pursue their dreams every year, how many of them can finally come true?"

Although he used to be just a graduating student from an unattractive film school on the other side of the Pacific Ocean, Murphy at that time also studied Hollywood as the world's film center. He knew that what Ross said was not exaggerated at all, even optimistic. This is much more difficult.

Countless people came to Los Angeles, and how many of them were able to earn both fame and fortune in the end? One thousandth or one thousandth?

Murphy knows how difficult this road is. The question is what will happen to his future if he doesn't take this road? In the past, he was just a student at the end-of-the-line film school, and he was only good at movies. After returning to Los Angeles in 1999, after spending another year in prison, he did not choose the film industry he was most familiar with. Do you really want to sell it with Ross? ******?

However, what Ross said is also a very real problem.

Turning his eyes to the window, Murphy watched the scene of rapid reversal, and everything that happened when he came to this world came back to his eyes.

Although he has accepted the fact that he came here from the other side of the Pacific Ocean and became this 20-year-old peer named Murphy Stanton, since he came to this world, the depression in Murphy's heart is really impossible to tell, especially The change of identity and language was maddening at the beginning, and it was definitely not a pleasant thing to integrate the memory of the original owner.

It was as uncomfortable as if someone was stirring their brains with their hands.

The only thing that is fortunate is that in this year, Murphy basically solved some problems in language and adaptation.

Shaking his head, which was somewhat swollen, sore, and torn like a pain, Murphy couldn't help sighing secretly. The original one was miserable enough, and the current situation is obviously worse.

In the memory of the fusion, this man named Murphy Stanton used to say that he was a freelance journalist, but he said that he was an unemployed person without a fixed occupation. He filmed some messy material on the street and sold it to local small TV stations to make a living. And shabby is the best description of one's own financial situation, and other than that, he has no skills at all. The only thing he can do is because he grew up in Los Angeles since he was a child, and he is very familiar with the terrain and streets here, otherwise it would be impossible. engage in such work.

"Born in the slums of Los Angeles, my parents met God because of alcoholism and a car accident..."

Seeing that Ross was thinking about things next to him, Murphy muttered to himself, taking stock of the glorious history of the former owner of this body, "Dropped out of public high school at the age of sixteen; worked as a lawnmower for a month, and the only thing he got was pollen. Hot; worked as a car mechanic, and was fired for breaking a customer's car during maintenance; went to the streets of Los Angeles to sell drugs, but was too timid to do it; stole manhole covers and airport fence nets, but fortunately he woke up in time and was not caught; …”

"You are so miserable."

Murphy repeated what he had said the most in a year of self-talk. Compared with now, he was much luckier in the past. The self who lived on the other side of the Pacific Ocean before was just a student of the film school who did not enter the mainstream. I am about to face the fact that I will be unemployed after graduation, but now, how will I live in the future?

The former guy was undoubtedly an idiot who was blinded by money. Murphy admitted that he was also blinded by money, but he would never do something as stupid as that guy was sent to prison.

Back then, as a so-called freelance reporter, he was actually hired by a private detective agency, not only to photograph the personal privacy of media tycoon Summer Redstone, but also to break into the other party's private mansion, where he was caught and revealed, and he returned to the scene in the chaos. Accidentally hit a British director who was a guest at Redstone's mansion in the head, and he could get away by paying a certain fine. However, Summer Redstone felt a great loss of face and personally put pressure on the Los Angeles police, which resulted in him not being allowed to escape. Not in prison for a year.

A year in prison is definitely not that easy. The scars on Murphy's body are the best proofs. If he hadn't met Ross, the local snake, he might have lived a more miserable life. More importantly, he came to this world. The precious time of the first year was completely wasted.

That unlucky guy is definitely an idiot, obviously getting involved in a fight that a little guy like him can't participate in, and becoming a poor cannon fodder.

This is the price that the original Murphy paid for greed and growth, but he was asked to bear the consequences.

Murphy also admits that these experiences are self-inflicted. The British director who was injured by him is said to have left behind sequelae, and his head is not easy to use.

Especially Summer Redstone, who sent him directly to prison, Murphy remembers very well that due to the enormous pressure on the California judicial system, not only did he lead to his own prison, but also his foothold in Los Angeles. The houses were forcibly confiscated to cover the fines.

Due to the unpleasant experience in prison, Murphy was very worried about this, but he knew very well that Summer Redstone was a dragon, and he was definitely not something that he could provoke now, like this The giant, if it was a dragon slayer with a sword standing in front of him, he might look down, but if it were a homeless man like him, the other party might not even look at it.

If Murphy was a student a year ago and was a little naive, then the prison life this year was enough to make him understand how realistic and cruel the world is.

For a small person like him, even the most basic survival is not an easy task.

The car finally arrived in Los Angeles. Instead of stopping in the suburbs, it went directly into the city center. In any case, Murphy has the memory of a native Los Angeles native, plus his personal experience this year, he has some understanding of the situation in the Greater Los Angeles area. , like most parts of the country, the city center does not represent prosperity, but is synonymous with slums.

If Murphy was to make his own assessment, then this country is definitely a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor.

"Murphy, really don't think about my suggestion?"

Ross next to him spoke again. Sometimes the friendships forged in prisons are often relatively solid, "Hollywood is not what you think, and it is difficult for people like us to find jobs."

It is not easy for any circle to climb to a higher position. Hollywood is only Murphy's long-term goal, and his short-term goal is actually only one, and that is how to survive in this country.

Simply put, it's about earning money to support yourself.

Now he is penniless and doesn't even know how to eat the next meal.

"No need, Ross." Murphy didn't want to waste time in prison again, still shook his head and said, "If I really can't get on, I will definitely go to you."

Selling **** and arms, Murphy thinks that it is not suitable for him.

"Turn right ahead..."

Reflecting on the road here, Murphy reminded the driver, "I'll get off at the three-way intersection ahead."

Although that guy's house was confiscated, as a studio for freelance journalists, it was simply remodeled from the apartment of his aunt who went to England, and it can also be used as a residence.

The car stopped beside the three-way intersection. Murphy grabbed his bag and was about to get out of the car, but was pulled by Ross. He pointed to the guy sitting on the co-pilot and said in a commanding tone, " Get your phone and wallet out.”

The person in the co-pilot hesitated for a while, but still took out a Nokia phone and a black wallet. Ross took it and threw the phone to Murphy, opened the wallet and flipped through it, handing over all the more than two hundred dollars in it. come over.

If it was in the past, Murphy would never accept it, but in the face of the heavy reality, he didn't have many choices. He just hesitated a little, put away the money and mobile phone, nodded to Ross first, and then to the deputy. The driver said, "Thanks, man, I'll get it back to you asap."

Murphy opened the door, got out of the car, turned to look at Ross inside, who had already sat near the window here, and said loudly, "If your Hollywood dream doesn't come true, don't forget my friend."

He lowered his voice slightly, "If we join forces, we will definitely be able to rule the **** and the underground gun market in the city center..."

"Wait!" Murphy stood on the side of the road, with a straight body and brown stubble shining in the sun, and replied with great confidence, "Ross, you will see Murphy-- Stanton's name spread across America."

Ross didn't believe these words at all. "That must have been a nude photo of Summer Redstone."

The car slowly drove away from the three-way intersection. Murphy's eyes turned away from the rear of the car and looked around. The buildings here looked old, dilapidated and crowded, which can be described as a typical slum.

Here is where he will live and live.

Despite his grand ambitions, Murphy is very clear that now he has to face, not the illusory Hollywood, but how to survive.

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