[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman":3,"chapter-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-48":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: A Lazy-Ass Superman",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1721598,2198,"Chapter 48: Chasing a Shot","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-48",48,"\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For 20 advanced chapters, visit my Patreon:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath all the glitz and glamour of Hollywood, the machine that actually powered the entertainment industry was built on a brutal mix of money, hierarchy, and survival-of-the-fittest politics. You could be a black belt, an amateur boxing champ, and still get reamed out like a rookie intern just ask the stunt coordinator currently getting yelled at like a dog in front of half the crew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry watched from the sidelines as the poor guy Channing, his name was took a verbal beatdown from both the director and the producer, neither of whom had any chill left to spare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The director wanted his explosive climax shot. The producer didn't want to spend a dime more on permits. Channing? He just wanted to avoid getting sued or fired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, even the furious director realized he had to cut Channing loose at least long enough to hunt down a warm body willing to do the stunt. Otherwise, the entire shoot was going to collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't about blame. No one really cared who screwed up. They just needed a scapegoat to scream at so they could pretend it wasn't their fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Channing knew exactly how this worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he was the team leader technically a small business owner contracted by the studio he still had to eat it. Because in Hollywood, if you pissed off a producer or a director, your team stopped getting jobs. End of story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which is why, thirty minutes and a half-dozen unanswered phone calls later, Channing looked ready to either have a stroke or throw himself off the set scaffolding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's when someone tapped on the glass of the phone booth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I help you?\" Channing snapped. \"If you're looking to use the phone, find another booth I'm working here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, easy there,\" said Henry, giving him a lopsided grin. \"I'm just here to offer a solution, not steal your quarters.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing narrowed his eyes at the guy. He recognized him kinda. Tall kid, scruffy, mid-twenties maybe, always in the background of crowd scenes. Never said much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look,\" Henry said, \"if you really can't find anyone, give me a shot at it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…You?\" Channing blinked, genuinely unsure if this was a prank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah. I know I'm just background filler, but I've got a solid build, no fear of heights or fire, and I know the scene. All I'm asking is a chance to prove I can do it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing hung up the phone, stepped out of the booth, and gave Henry a once-over. Kid was maybe an inch taller than their lead actor, decent proportions, right skin tone, too. Could pass on camera if they didn't do a close-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't call me 'boss,'\" Channing said finally. \"You're not on my team. Not yet. Name's Channing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Henry. Henry Brown.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing crossed his arms. \"Got any stunt experience, Mr. Brown?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nope. Just extra work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Union member?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yep. Registered with the Screen Actors Guild.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing grunted. That helped. Union meant insurance and at least a sliver of liability coverage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what exactly makes you think you can do the stunt?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry shrugged casually. \"The scene's just a car-to-car leap, right? One vehicle explodes, the lead jumps to another one mid-drive. I say let me do a dry run first. Cars parked. No pyrotechnics. Just see if I can make the jump.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And if that works?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then try it with the cars moving. Slow speed. Still no explosions. Once you and the director are convinced, we go full take with all the effects.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry paused, then added, \"Unless you're gonna say we don't even have time for a trial. In which case, yeah I guess you're just gonna have to bet on me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth was, he had already burned through his list of emergency contacts. Even the reliable veterans he knew either weren't answering or were locked into other gigs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the worst kind of Hollywood problem: a public screw-up, under a ticking clock, with no good solutions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when some unknown kid volunteered for the job with a pretty logical testing plan it felt less like desperation and more like destiny throwing him a rope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing didn't hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed Henry by the arm and marched him straight to where the producer and director were still in mid-meltdown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've got someone,\" Channing announced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both men turned, incredulous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who the hell is this?\" the producer snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's one of the background actors. Wants to try the stunt.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The stunt?!\" the director scoffed. \"Is he insane?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing held firm. \"He fits the lead's build. Wants to do a dry run before the real take. No risk to gear or budget. Just let him show you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The producer raised a skeptical brow. \"Is he contracted? Does he even have a rep?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hollywood law unwritten but enforced was that all acting contracts went through agents or managers. No agent, no deal. Period.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Channing looked to Henry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry gave a practiced, charming shrug. \"No personal agent. But I'm registered with the Guild. They have in-house reps who handle freelance sign-ons like this. Everything's legit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That seemed to calm the nerves a little. The director, meanwhile, didn't care about contracts. He just wanted someone to jump from one moving car to another so he could finally blow one of them sky-high and wrap the damn scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry could feel the moment shift. This wasn't just a lucky break it was a turning point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A foot in the door… through a window… via flaming car wreck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hollywood, baby.\u003C\u002Fp>",927,"2026-06-06T15:31:22.263Z",1,"novelbin.me","6ed3a1414d2f1486c8d13ee05d73689d2464fe613b19c6f9ea50a28e8af21396","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-49","marvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-chapter-47",556,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-a-lazy-ass-superman-cover.jpg"]