"Six hundred cases of beer, seventy cases of whiskey, forty cases of brandy, and forty cases of tequila. Are the numbers correct?"
The uncle of the truck in front of him confirmed it with the order. Renly stood beside him, holding the numbers he had just recorded in the warehouse. After checking them one by one, he nodded, "That's right!" After passing the delivery slip, he signed his name in the recipient column above, "Where's the red wine? When will the red wine reserved by Stanley arrive?"
"Next Monday." The uncle truck replied skillfully, "Can you hold it this weekend?"
"No problem this weekend." After Renly signed, he handed the delivery list to the uncle, who tore off one of the sheets and handed it to Renly, "But it's best to arrive on time on Monday, we'll be there by Thursday. Out of stock.” Said to be Thursday, but the situation was elusive over the weekend, and maybe it was gone by Monday.
"Understood, we will definitely be on time." The uncle packed up his things and said with a smile, but his footsteps did not mean to leave.
Renly was already about to turn around, but when he saw Uncle's inquiring eyes, he paused for a moment, then smiled and thanked him, "Thank you for your hard work, I hope everything goes well today."
Seeing that Renly was about to leave, the uncle couldn't hold back after all, and shouted, "You are that guy, right? Renly?" Looking up, Renly could see the uncontrollable excitement on the uncle's face, "Your The performance is really good, even a rude person like me can see it, it's really good!"
"Heh." Renly chuckled, "This is the best affirmation of my work." Without humility or pride, Renly accepted the praise calmly.
"I didn't expect you to work here. I thought, shouldn't people like you be on tour everywhere? Live under the spotlight?" The uncle laughed heartily, without malice, just curious, "I'm even more looking forward to seeing your next performance. It's really overkill for you to work here." As he spoke, the uncle turned around and got back into the driver's seat.
Renly's brows twitched slightly, and he always felt a little strange, but he couldn't say it. Suddenly a light flashed in his head, and he opened his mouth and said half-jokingly, "I didn't expect you to subscribe to HBO." Most of the users who subscribe to HBO are White-collar families and blue-collar workers like truck drivers don't have much interest in HBO.
"HBO?" Followed by a burst of head-turning laughter, "I don't subscribe to such expensive and boring things." As if he heard the best joke of the day, the uncle patted the steering wheel, and then turned towards Renly. With a big smile, "It's hard work! Then I'll go first, there are still three goods to be delivered!" After speaking, the truck started, and with the roar of the engine, it gradually left the back door of the pioneer village. alley.
Renly stood there and thought about it, if Uncle Truck didn't subscribe to HBO, why would he know him? Then, Renly shook his head, throwing all his messy thoughts out of the way. Although the other party doesn't subscribe to HBO at home, it doesn't mean that he can't watch "Pacific War" in other places; or he has seen the best clips of the series on YouTube. This is also possible. Now is the Internet age, all information dissemination It's become fast and widespread, and anything is possible, isn't it
The strange feeling just now must have been caused by his own thoughts. He raised his right hand, rubbed his hair vigorously, and disrupted the order of the slightly curly short hair again, as if doing so would reduce the weight of some thoughts in his mind.
After the "War in the Pacific" was launched, in fact, Renly's life did not change much. Although the discussions on the Internet and the media were very lively, hot eyes were focused on this series, and Renly also became the center of public opinion. In fact, Renly couldn't feel the surging craze at all, as if the frenzy on TV, the turbulence on the Internet, and the boiling in the newspaper had nothing to do with Renly, and everything happened in another one that was separated from real life. Like a kingdom, a kingdom shrouded in a spotlight, and Renly still lives outside the spotlight.
He still insists on working in Pioneer Village every day, still looking for off-Broadway performance opportunities, and still unremittingly going to the Screen Actors Guild to look for job opportunities, but his harvest is very limited. Once, I disliked his performance as too stage play, and both failed.
Strictly speaking, Renly's life is no different now than it used to be. The only difference is that in the scene just now, occasionally on the street, you can meet some people who recognize him, and then discuss two lines of plot with joy, that's all.
It was the first time Renly felt the nuances of the entertainment industry, especially the difference between film and television. A successful movie and a successful TV series have a huge gap in the level of attention. Of course, this is only relative. If it was the heyday of "Friends", any actor in the play would be on the street. Walking can be sensational.
As a miniseries, "War in the Pacific" is even more limited as a miniseries on a premium cable channel like HBO.
Therefore, Renly has no experience at all of the frenzy on the Internet, the attention of the news media, and the ups and downs of the show. He is more like a bystander. Like other ordinary viewers, watching TV small There was a commotion on the screen. This is really a very strange feeling.
No wonder people always say that it is not difficult to enter Hollywood, as long as a good skin is enough; but it is extremely difficult to occupy a place in Hollywood; as for the top of the pyramid in Hollywood, it is difficult to reach the sky . Now, Renly was starting to feel a little more real.
Pushing open the back door, Renly went all the way back to the front of the bar, looking around for Stanley Charlson, but before he could find Stanley, he saw a group of people around the table, talking loudly, " What time is it? What time is it?", "Top 50, definitely in the top 50"... Then there was a dull voice in the crowd, which could not be heard at all outside, and then everyone raised their voices high Hands cheering, "Wow!"
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Renly couldn't help but reverse his pace, walked towards the crowd, stuck his head out, and tried to join in, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Unexpectedly, when they heard Renly's voice, everyone seemed to be in hell, with a look of horror on their faces, and then everyone began to push him out, "It's okay, it's okay", "Just watching... um...", "Football! ", "Yes, rugby"... The playful voice became more and more guilty, and the gesture of trying to hide it was really obvious.
Ren Li didn't resist either. After being pushed out for a while, he waited for everyone to unload, then turned around, his calm gaze fell on the little friends, and the half-smiley, inquiring smile on the corner of his mouth made everyone avoid them. Opening his eyes, he didn't dare to look directly at Ren Li. Seeing what Janice Black was trying to defend, Renly shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "You guys are the worst group of people in the world who don't keep secrets. Tell me, what's going on? Guessing here, it is better for you to tell me."
The understated tone had a majesty that could not be rejected. Everyone pushed me, I pushed you, and winked at each other, but no one spoke. Renly lifted his chin and glanced back, "Neil Tucson, now This is your last chance to confess, if you miss it, there will be no next time."
Those joking words could even feel the gentle smile on the corner of Renly's mouth, but Neil's footsteps that he was going to sneak away stayed in place, and his scalp tingled for a while, "Hehe." Neil laughed dryly, then returned Ready to cover up, but then, everyone looked at Neil in unison, Janice said directly, "It's Neil's idea, it's all Neil's idea."
"Yes!" The others raised their fingers in a hurry and pointed at Neil standing behind the crowd, obviously intending to let Neil carry the blame alone. The scene was really spectacular.
Now Neil jumped, "Guys, you can't abandon me like this!" Neil held the computer in his arms, "This is obviously a proposal passed by everyone, not just me! Stanley, Stanley What?" Looking left and right, Neil couldn't find Stanley, so he couldn't help gnashing his teeth, "Renly, trust me, this is everyone's idea, I'm just the executor, really."
This time, Renly was at a loss. What was going on? Why didn't he have a clue.
However, Renly didn't show it, but held on, continuing to maintain his majesty, calmly, waiting for Neil to confess and be lenient.
Sure enough, Neil turned on the computer in his hand and placed it on the table beside Renly. "Renly, are you ready for a surprise gift?" Gift? What is this saying? It's half a year until his birthday! "Look," Neil said solemnly, then turned the computer screen to Renly, finally revealing the mystery.
Renly sat down and took a closer look. On the screen was the iTunes page showing the instant single download chart, "What am I watching now?" Renly glanced at random, but didn't understand. Er pointed his finger at the screen, and then Renly saw the line: "48, Cleopatra, Renly-Hall."
Renly opened his mouth slightly in surprise, he forgot, he really completely forgot, he forgot that he had recorded the "Cleopatra" digital soundtrack for Stanley as a gift, it was already... Three It was a month ago.
Renly took it for granted that this ballad single would not stir up any waves, and would be submerged in a wave of countless singles in the blink of an eye, not caring at all, so much so that when I saw the iTunes chart just now , I don't even remember that I ever recorded a single, but I never imagined that now I see my single in the top 50 on the download chart. This, this is really something that I can't even dream of.
"Top fifty! Renly, do you see that? 'Cleopatra' is in the top fifty of iTunes' Instant Downloads list!" Neil exclaimed, his voice trembling uncontrollably." The next step is to make it to the Billboard Singles Chart!"