The Greatest Showman

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This is a sleepless night. The liveliness of the Pioneer Village continued in a mighty manner. The performance came to an end at 9:30, but the surging crowd continued until 11:00, but it did not weaken at all. Most of Renly's supporters left one after another, but a small number stayed, drinking beer and chatting. Later, some party animals heard the noise and ran over, seeming to make up their minds. Party all night.

Leaving the siege, Renly came to the bar and knocked on the table, "Neil, give me a soda."

He needs to moisten his throat now, and tonight's workload is comparable to that of a West End performance; and it's not just his throat, but his wrists too.

The activity moved my wrist and relieved the soreness. Since the time he spent eight hours practicing the piano all day in his childhood, his wrist seems to have not endured such a severe challenge. Tonight, his childhood memories were awakened again, and he could not remember exactly what he signed. Two hundred copies are still three hundred copies, and after fifty signatures, counting has lost its meaning.

Andy, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help laughing when he saw Renly like this, "You know, you don't need to be so honest." Renly turned his head and cast a puzzled look, and Andy added an explanation. Arrived, "Even for those professional singers, at the signing ceremony, there is usually a limit of one number, one hundred, or one hundred and fifty. After the signing, it is over."

The usual Renly, wise and calm, and even a little cunning, but today is so sincere, it's a bit silly. It's really hilarious.

Renly took the soda from Neil's hand and said with a smile, "That's not surprising. I'm not a professional singer." After speaking, Renly poured the soda down his throat and let out a long breath. He said loudly, "Neil, I'm going back first. Say hello to George and Stanley." Then, without any pause, Renly strode towards the door.

"Renly, Renly!" Neil tried to stop Renly, but only saw a back, and shook his head helplessly. "I also want to say thank you..."

Renly's understatement just now revealed a heart and sophistication that ordinary people can't match. He is not a professional singer, so he doesn't need to plan carefully like them, but treat people with sincerity.

Involuntarily, the arc of Andy's mouth that never fell added a knowing smile. He turned around, only to find Roy sitting in the same place, a little ecstatic, and the thoughtful meditation flickered in the bar. Ripples appeared in the dim light.

"Let's go." Andy patted Roy on the shoulder, "I just have something to do, let's go to Renly's apartment together."

After today's meeting, he wondered if he would go to the Caribbean in person. Renly was on vacation. Logically speaking, unless it was urgent or important, he didn't intend to disturb it, but this time it was just the important thing, and it was really inconvenient to talk with the entire Caribbean Sea; but he flew over himself. If he did, he might not be able to catch Renly, and he wasn't sure whether Roy needed to be involved.

As a rule, managers and agents report to the artist at the end. The reason why the previous script selection went through Roy was mainly due to the running-in of cooperation. But this time things were different, and he needed to communicate directly with Renly. So, does Renly want Roy to be involved? Or, does Roy need to be involved?

However, all doubts are now resolved. Renly returned early, and things suddenly became much easier.

Andy stood up with a beer belly and staggered away from Pioneer Village; Roy didn't get up immediately, but sat there, thoughtfully silent for a while, then laughed and picked up The draft beer next to him poured the rest into his mouth, looked left and right, and said to Neil, "Tell Nathan that he will continue to have a holiday tonight, don't worry, and return to work tomorrow."

Then, Roy put down his glass, got up, and left. When he came to the door of the bar, Renly and Andy were already sitting in the taxi. He also sat in the back seat, closed the door, and the driver stepped on the accelerator. Walk away.

When Nathan came back to his senses, he realized, "Hey, what about them?"

After getting into the taxi, Renly closed his eyes. He originally planned to close his eyes and rest for a while, but he didn't realize that he was so tired that he fell groggy and fell asleep. First came back from a long flight, then Mount Sinai Hospital, and then the evening performance at Pioneer Village. Renly was exhausted from the rush and bumps along the way. Of course, a large part of the reason is that he still has not been able to recover from the leisurely state of vacation.

According to the holiday biological clock, this time is either partying or going to sleep early because of surfing and diving all day. Now, Renly's biological clock seems to be more in line with the latter.

From Pioneer Village to Renly's apartment, it's only a ten-minute drive away, and you'll be there in a blink of an eye. Roy had to wake Renly, and the three of them went back upstairs. "Crash", the sound of the door's roller sliding on the rails made the surrounding quiet moonlight rippling. Roy consciously stayed at the end. After the two entered the house, he closed the door again.

Renly found a comfortable spot in the corner of the sofa, and his heavy eyelids seemed to droop down again, but the vibrations from his trouser pockets kept him from losing consciousness immediately.

After being stunned for a moment, he took out his mobile phone and opened it to see that it was actually a text message sent by Heather, which read, "Thirty minutes ago, Alex's surgery

Finish. Temporarily safe. He is still in the critically ill patient room for observation. "

In an instant, all the sleepy bugs were swept away, Ren Li's eyes widened, and he read it again. After adjusting his sitting position, he quickly replied to a text message, "A friend, don't you need to get up early tomorrow to practice the guitar? I'm not sleeping yet, I think someone is going to be lazy."

After clicking send, he made up his mind on Heather's expression when he received the message, and couldn't help but chuckle twice. Putting the phone on the table, looked up at Roy and Andy who were sitting down respectively, "I'm going to drink a bottle of beer. Who among you want to join me?" The water at the bottom is like a spring, reflecting the bright moonlight.

Andy and Roy were both stunned for a while. The huge gap in this moment was completely unknown.

"Renly..." Andy, as an agent, still had to ask, his eyes fell on the phone on the coffee table, "Are you in love?" This was the most likely guess in his mind. After all, Renly had just returned from vacation, and it was quite normal to meet a beautiful woman and start dating on those small Caribbean islands.

Renly walked into the kitchen, and when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help laughing, "I thought your imagination was more than that." Although there was no positive response to this joke, the subtext couldn't be more obvious, "Don't worry, If I start dating, I guarantee you'll know faster than the paparazzi."

Andy chuckled twice, understanding what Renly meant; and Roy still asked, "What the hell is going on? Did something good happen?"

"Yes, it's a good thing." Renly brought a pint of beer and put it on the coffee table, indicating that they can enjoy it as they please, "I've been volunteering at Mount Sinai Hospital, and this afternoon, a lovely child received a heartbeat. The transplant, I just learned that the operation is over, everything is fine for now, he is resting now. I will visit him again before going to Toronto."

About Mount Sinai Hospital, Andy knew in detail, but Roy heard it for the first time. He couldn't help but glance at Andy. The two exchanged glances, and Roy was relieved. There are more important things tonight, and the topic of Mount Sinai Hospital can be discussed later.

"The two of you came here so impatiently, you can't even wait for tomorrow, it seems to be urgent." Renly opened the beer and took a sip. Although the topic was serious, his smile was extraordinarily relaxed. The beauty of tonight is nothing compared to that text message from Heather.

Andy adjusted his sitting posture and found a suitable position, and then said, "Indeed. Recently, Universal has been pressing harder and harder. On the one hand, they are using the media's public opinion to put pressure on you. All the words are implying that you are talking big and asking for too much salary..."

"How much did you ask for?" Renly interrupted Andy and asked.

"Seven million." Recently, Andy has not been idle, hanging Universal Pictures not far or near, he will attend every meeting, but every discussion has not made much progress. It's not that he won't give in an inch, but that every time he compromises, the degree of compromise is very limited, and now he still bites seven million and refuses to let go. This is also an important reason why Universal Pictures is constantly exerting pressure.

Renly closed his chin gently, "It seems that I have a lot of appetite."

This self-joking made Andy chuckle, and then said, "This is just the beginning. I haven't talked to them about box office dividends. If I can't bear it now, then I think it's good to get together and leave. It's the best choice." The lion opened his mouth? Andy doesn't think so. This is what Renly deserves. Even if it is not a salary of 10 million US dollars, Universal Pictures needs to show enough sincerity, rather than choosing to get rid of Mawei from the beginning.

Andy is not a good-natured person, let alone a soft persimmon.

Renly raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing. He has no special idea about the remuneration itself, but he knows that the remuneration of commercial films is definitely not as simple as personal income. What's more, he is not a saint who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world. It is a matter of course to win higher remuneration through his own labor and higher recognition through his own value.

As for the specific salary requirements, Renly believes that this is Andy's specialty, and he knows more than he should.

"On the other hand, they also began to exert pressure through their own means. Michael Fordridge has no plans to give up easily." Andy continued.

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