Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 246

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 246

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Thank you.”

Thud thud. Click!

Hayden Christensen lets out a deep breath at the sound of the door closing behind him.

“…I have no regrets.”

He poured out everything he had studied intensively for the past month and a half. Thinking this was his last chance.

If there was one regret, it was only that he couldn’t show what he had studied for longer.

He had done everything he could, and had no more lingering attachments.

“I hope you get good results, Ian.”

Even if Ewan McGregor were chosen as Casanova, he felt like he could cheer him on.

Hayden moved his steps to pack his things with a relieved smile.

* * *

Meanwhile, at the late afternoon audition venue.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“I really, really want to do this! Thank you!”

With the last actor leaving, the private audition for the lead role of Giacomo Casanova in the drama Casanova was completely finished.

Nevertheless, the people sitting at the judging table don’t open their mouths. Because their minds are complicated.

Each and every actor had delivered tremendous performances.

Their acting skills made it clear why this was Hollywood and why they had been recommended.

Someone lights a cigarette, someone drinks water, someone closes their eyes and reflects on their performances.

Baz Luhrmann’s expression is especially serious.

The private audition he hadn’t been pleased with.

But there was a reason the casting directors had pushed for it.

‘They say those who have tasted meat eat it well, but…’

These are nothing but monsters.

Even if he rejected all of them and held an open audition, he wondered if there would be actors who could show this level of acting.

After some time passed, Johann speaks up.

“Usually when you hold auditions like this, how long does it take to choose the lead?”

“Oh. Have you already chosen?”

“For now, yes.”

‘Heh. He shows his youth at times like this.’

He knows that heart and mind very well. These were things Baz Luhrmann had felt when preparing his first film too.

The impatient heart thinking, this person seems like the best? This seems like my protagonist?

Baz Luhrmann smiled warmly and looked at Matthew Payton, Chris Panning, and the casting directors.

“Then so our writer doesn’t feel embarrassed, shall we also put forward the actors we’ve marked?”

“Haha. Let’s do that.”

“Alright, one, two… three.”

Thud! Thud thud!

Everyone puts forward papers with actor profiles written on them.

And they’re all surprised.

Johann is the same.

Number 13, Hayden Christensen.

“Oh…”

Unanimous decision.

“It seems we all felt the same thing…”

The actor who didn’t have the subtle inadequacy they felt from the previous actors, and who made them understand why they felt that inadequacy.

Even his Italian-accented English was too natural.

Baz Luhrmann strokes his chin and makes eye contact with each person. Especially longer with the two casting directors.

“Then let’s go with this person for Giacomo Casanova. Any objections?”

“…None.”

Though he wasn’t the actor they recommended, Hayden was also an excellent choice.

“What about our writer?”

“Of course I have none.”

A perfectly satisfying decision. Even if an actor who could play a more perfect Casanova appeared, he wouldn’t regret today’s decision.

Johann smiled brightly, and Baz Luhrmann nodded.

“Alright, now that we’ve decided on the lead, let’s put together the other roles to match!”

The main pillar, the standard had been established. Now it was time to choose the other pillars to match.

“There are 30 minutes left until the next audition, right?”

“Yes!”

That’s right.

Today’s private audition wasn’t just for choosing the role of Giacomo Casanova.

“Start right away.”

“Yes!”

When the staff guarding the audition room door spoke into the radio, the door opened shortly after and a middle-aged actor entered.

Everyone was surprised to see his face and checked the profile again.

He was Christian in Moulin Rouge, Obi-Wan in Star Wars, Lincoln Six-Echo in The Island, and Corporal John Grimes in Black Hawk Down – Ewan McGregor, a premium actor certified by Hollywood who becomes the very character he plays in every work.

A film actor who had never once appeared in a drama had come to audition for a drama like this.

‘That Ian is going to appear in my drama?’

Johann’s eyes also tremble mercilessly.

“Wh-when you’re ready, please perform Michele Grimani.”

Michele Grimani, a character as significant as Casanova in the early part of the play, Casanova’s benefactor, and another being who will lead the progression of the drama.

The second private audition that would run from now until late evening was an audition to choose Michele Grimani.

At the casting director’s words, Ian’s eyes completely change.

“Whew.”

A sigh rising from deep in his belly.

“Damn old hag.”

Toward Casanova’s grandmother, who had passed on some burden through past connections, he sent eyes full of love-hate and wistfulness.

‘Michele?’

Johann’s eyes shook even more greatly.

* * *

Swoosh!

The private audition spanning two days total.

Once the roles of Casanova, Michele Grimani, and the priest Albise Malipiero – another figure who greatly influences the young Casanova – were all decided, the judges shook hands saying they had worked hard.

“Then please leave the rest of the casting to us.”

The casting for the numerous roles that would appear in Season 1, from Casanova’s child actors to Casanova’s father and mother, Casanova’s siblings, Michele Grimani’s mistress, Lucia the daughter of the mansion manager of Countess Mont Réal whom Casanova first loved.

“We’ll leave it to you.”

Johann’s sincerity was contained in their clasped hands.

As the casting directors turned around with reassuring strength, Johann looked at Baz Luhrmann and Matthew Payton.

The main role auditions were over. Now until the actual crank-in, all he could do as a writer was decide the approval of roles to be cast and make revisions during readings.

So it was regrettable.

“Is there anything I could do?”

“Oh…!”

As if they had been waiting for those words, Baz Luhrmann and Matthew Payton’s eyes lit up, making Johann momentarily regret if he had said the wrong thing.

A little later at Johann’s mansion.

Emily hands Johann coffee and asks.

“So Michele Grimani was ultimately decided to be Ewan McGregor?”

“Yes. Albise is Sean Bean.”

Sean Bean, who was the villain in Tomb Raider and National Treasure, and Boromir in Lord of the Rings.

A renowned actor who needs no further explanation.

“…Wow.”

A spectacular lineup that you’d only see in movies.

The Casanova drama is already anticipated. Of course, it was expected from the start since Johann is the original creator and screenwriter.

“So now you’ll rest?”

Johann smacks his lips at her subtly suggestive gaze.

“Why!”

“She asked me to make a sculpture.”

“A sculpture?”

“Yes. A sculpture befitting the Grimani family.”

Michele Grimani was a Venetian Republic nobleman, senate member, and state inquisitor of the religious tribunal. Even before that, the Grimani were already a tremendous family representing Venice’s nobility and producing Roman Catholic cardinals.

She asked him to create a sculpture worthy of such a family.

“I said my rates were expensive… but she used the insider discount chance.”

It seemed interesting, so he readily accepted.

“Sigh.”

“But!”

“Kyaa?!”

“I have plenty of time to talk with you.”

Johann gazed hotly at Emily, whom he lifted like a princess, and Emily, who had frozen momentarily, grabbed and tore Johann’s shirt.

Rip!

“Let’s go up.”

“Yes.”

The mansion instantly filled with heat.

* * *

Ding! Ding!

“Kyaaa! I got it, I got it!”

“…Right.”

A mart cashier jumping up and down after receiving an acceptance text, a street cleaner quietly clenching his fist while chewing a sandwich in an alley.

HBO’s new drama Casanova entered full standby mode.

Once the roles were decided, filming preparations proceeded smoothly.

Even just watching quietly, his eyes darted around rapidly as countless knowledge filled his mind.

The last place Johann visited after absorbing everything with his eyes and mind was Nelson Action Studio.

Nelson Action Studio, created by Nelson Pheligan, one of Hollywood’s top action directors who formed connections during the filming of Jake Gyllenhaal’s Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time and served as exclusive action director for Fire Always Hunts Us.

“Haat!”

“Uaaat!”

Thwack! Crash!

People swinging foam sticks or doing rolls while shouting battle cries like screams, people running fast then falling backward as if hit by something no one threw, or falling from high places.

As their passion seeped into his entire body, Johann’s eyes narrowed.

“Did you completely switch to management on the acting side?”

“Wow, weren’t you busy?”

When Johann grinned upon spotting the dreadlocked Black old man approaching from behind, Director Nelson, Director Nelson showed a surprised expression.

“You’re overseeing action for Planet of the Apes: War for the Planet, Spider-Man: Homecoming, and DC’s Justice League.”

Major films with A-grade, no, S-grade capital investment.

“Who is it? A spy you planted?”

“I only heard about Planet of the Apes, the rest…”

Johann pointed to Hollywood’s great actor Michael Keaton breaking into a sweat, new Superman Henry Cavill, and Israeli beauty Gal Gadot.

“Your observation skills are uselessly good…”

“Haha.”

Johann chuckled and narrowed his eyes again.

“But that person over there…”

A fierce appearance and muscular large build that would be believable as an ancient warrior. Even his flowing curly hair was quite impressive.

“That’s a guy named Jason Momoa.”

“Ah. That’s his name.”

Looking at those eyes full of fighting spirit within his sweat-soaked flowing hair, he seemed like someone destined for greatness.

“How does he look to you?”

“…Maybe because of his build, but he looks a bit slow.”

‘Spear techniques, that’s not how you do it…’

He seemed to be practicing spear techniques with a trident, but wasn’t utilizing any advantages of his build.

“Has he never fought before?”

“…Hehe! Catch.”

“What? Oh?”

Johann caught the pink 6-foot (about 180cm) wooden staff Director Nelson threw, thinking ‘surely not,’ while Director Nelson grinned widely and called someone.

“Andy-!”

“Yes? …Oh, Johann!”

The man who was teaching Jason Momoa turned around, spotted Johann, and widened his eyes.

“If you win, I’ll personally take proper care of all Wolf actors from now on.”

“…You promise.”

If he just endured a brief inconvenience, one of Hollywood’s top three action directors would teach him with dedication.

Definitely profitable. This was absolutely something he had to do.

Johann slowly closed and opened his eyes, spun the wooden staff, then extended his left foot toward the man while pointing the staff.

The ready stance of the Landsknecht, mercenaries who were greatly active across Europe and South America for about two centuries from the 15th to 17th centuries, whose main weapon was the spear.

The approaching man looked at Director Nelson in surprise, then soon smirked and took his stance.

Director Nelson stood between them with a chuckling laugh.

“All attacks allowed except genitals. …Begin!”

Thud!

As soon as his hand dropped, Johann kicked off the ground and thrust his staff toward the man’s neck with emotionless eyes, and the startled man hardened his expression, stepped aside, and swung his staff upward.

Crack!

A fierce sound rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.

* * *

His nickname was Vipernzähne, Viper Fangs.

Crack! Crack crack! Thud!

Crash!

“Kyaa!”

Amid someone’s scream, Johann leaped toward the fallen man, gripped the end of his staff, and struck down mercilessly.

The man urgently grabbed his staff with both hands to block while flipping his body.

Thump!

The man’s feet swept at the staff.

‘Got you!’

The moment Johann thrust his staff toward the man’s back as he yielded ground, the man’s waist bent backward and his staff struck like a snake.

“Tch!”

As Johann hastily recovered his staff and swung, a sole was already in front of his left jaw.

‘Too late!’

Too late to dodge.

Johann turned his head toward the direction the foot was rotating and lifted his body.

Then he pressed his staff-holding hand to his stomach and rotated his body with the staff.

Thwack!

“Kuk?!”

The man who charged in got hit in the neck and retreated.

This was his chance.

Johann’s eyes gleamed as he planted his staff in the ground and launched his body, and seeing this, the man also urgently crouched and extended his staff.

Crack! Thud!

“Argh!”

“Ugh!”

The man who fell after being hit on the head and Johann who stepped back after being struck in the solar plexus.

Johann rubs his chest and licks his sweat-dampened lips.

“Now my body is finally… loosening up.”

The dissatisfaction that had persisted no matter how much he trained, the lingering restlessness that remained even after training until collapse, finally disappears.

Energy surges forth, and his mind clears.

His muscles stretch loudly as if they had been sleeping all this time.

“Andy, your body is loosening up too, right?”

“…No! I’m dying here, you bastard!”

“Then shall I shift into higher gear now?”

Just as Johann was getting into position again, Director Nelson shouts.

“Stop-!”

Though the match wasn’t decided yet, this essentially meant defeat.

But for Johann, who was already enjoying this moment regardless of victory or defeat, the sudden interruption was merely frustrating.

“Ah, why?!”

“I’m saved!”

Johann looks at Director Nelson urgently while the man throws down his staff and raises both arms.

Only then do the audience members breathe freely.

“Waaaaaaah!”

“Crazy! Crazy!”

The deadly attacks and defenses that were so intense they made palms sweat, as if they would really kill each other.

Johann was especially deadly.

Hiding the staff behind his back and using only his feet, then suddenly attacking from the side like a snake, or the thrusting so intense it tore through the air.

Each attack was lethal and dangerous, yet fluid and smooth like flowing water.

‘So that’s what we’re learning!’

How much practice would it take to do that?

Both the actors and stunt trainees’ eyes sparkle with excitement.

“If you want to go further than that, coordinate your moves first.”

Going any further wouldn’t end with just simple scratches.

“Tch.”

Johann pouts like a fire that was about to blaze but got extinguished, and Director Nelson twists his lips.

‘Just what kind of life did he live in that forest…’

Director Nelson clicks his tongue and grins while looking at Jason Momoa, Gal Gadot, and Henry Cavill who are staring blankly this way.

“Johann, what do you think are the basics of spear techniques?”

“…Hmm. There are three basics.”

Johann glances at the three DC people and suddenly thrusts his staff into the air.

“Thrust.”

Whoosh!

“Swing.”

Swish!

“And pull.”

Whether Eastern or Western, spear basics don’t deviate from these three.

“When will, strength, and technique are mixed into this…”

Thwack! Whooom!

The tip of the staff tears through the air in a spiral.

The body of the staff swings, bursting through the air.

“And when this becomes proficient…”

As Johann launches his body forward, the staff tip emerges above his head, and as he launches backward, the staff swings from his side.

Everyone gapes at the sight that seems unaffected by gravity.

Thud!

“Well, about this much? And excuse me for a moment.”

“Huh?”

Johann throws the staff toward Nelson and approaches Gal Gadot, taking a round shield and foam sword from her hands and getting into position.

A stance with the shield forward and the sword extended at the 12 o’clock position of the shield.

Then he charges at Nelson.

“This guy?”

Director Nelson’s eyebrows twitch as he thrusts his staff toward Johann.

Johann brings his shield diagonally against the tip of that staff.

Clang clang clang!

The tip of the staff slides off the shield.

Johann’s swung foam sword cuts Director Nelson’s side.

“Checkmate.”

“…Woooooooooooh!”

“What?! Why is he so good?!”

How can he control his body so well?

Just how much has he learned?

Wasn’t he simply an avatar sent down by the god of arts?

Johann smiles at the cheers mixed with confusion, amazement, and joy, then notices Hayden staring blankly this way and chuckles.

“Thanks for letting me use it, Ms. Gadot. And don’t think too hard about it, Mr. Momoa. With a build like yours, just swinging with all your might would be enough to intimidate opponents.”

Just keep your spine straight and shoulders fixed.

“The key points are rotation and thrusting.”

Johann winks at them as they regain their scattered senses and approaches Hayden.

“You came to learn swordsmanship, right?”

Swordsmanship was one of the things Casanova learned at the University of Padua and used well.

Along with horse riding and dancing.

All things that could only be learned at action schools or action studios.

Of course, to learn proper horse riding posture, you’d need to go to a place that offers professional lessons, but that costs too much money, so it’s usually better to learn at action studios.

“Thank you!”

“Huh?”

Many emotions fill his tear-glistening eyes. Gratitude, relief, determination, and many other emotions.

‘Wow.’

His chest feels stirred.

“…No. You just looked most like that person and most earnest.”

This is merely the result of that.

“So…”

What Hayden needs to do from now on is simply become Casanova as much as possible.

“…Yes!”

Hayden holds back the tears that are about to burst again.

He can repay this gratitude through acting, as Johann wishes.

“What should I start with?”

“First, we need to build your body.”

As lightly as possible.

So he can express the talented Casanova to the fullest.

Johann looks at Director Nelson.

“Wolf will definitely take care of him, right?”

This person is one of the actors Wolf Pictures has reserved.

“…Follow me.”

“Ah, yes!”

Johann smiled as he watched him follow without hesitation.

‘I made a good choice.’

Hayden, who Gene knew was living in Ontario, Canada. Yet he had flown all the way to this distant LA to become Casanova.

It really seemed like he had made a good choice.

And so, the filming preparations for the drama Casanova proceeded smoothly.

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