American fame and fortune

Under the Smoky Mountains, the crescent moon was reflected on the lake, and Elena lit a bonfire in the yard of the holiday house by the lake.

Martin set up the grill and skillfully spread the sauce on the skewers.

The scent rose immediately.

On the opposite side, Lily was holding a large kettle, biting the drop-shaped straw, sucking and sucking.

Elena came over and punched her on the head: "Idiot, don't use this."

Hall took a shovel and dug a hole by the campfire, buried Martin's wrapped potatoes, and muttered, "A bunch of idiots."

Harris sat on a rock: "I should call the Cole sisters, call them, they will definitely come."

Depressed by her elder sister's suppression, Lily said, "I'm going to go around the lake and catch a black bear."

Martin deliberately said: "A vacation camp like this is the scene of a terrorist incident. There is a perverted killer living in the Smoky Mountains, hunting down the mountains in the dark, and catching a beautiful girl."

Elena said: "Idiot, don't be scary." She looked at Lily: "Let's go to the lake after dinner, you can swim here."

This is a mature resort area, certainly not as Martin said.

After dinner, Lily and Elena changed into swimsuits, wrapped in a long blanket, and went to the lake.

Tourists in twos and threes took a night tour in the lake at some distance.

Elena followed Martin into the water. The bottom of the lake here is full of artificial sand, relatively flat, and the water is not too deep.

The two had a tacit understanding, swam to a place where there was no one, climbed into a small boat, and lay down.

Martin is about to have a shadow recently: "Is there someone staring at this side?"

"From far away, even if you see it, you can't see clearly." Elena has always been straightforward in this regard: "You idiot, I am not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Martin said, "I'm afraid the ship will sink."

The water was rippling, the waves were one after another, and the boat shook violently.

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The resort is very safe and no terrorist incidents have occurred.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Martin rushed to the crew of the automobile production center to show his presence in front of director Michel Gondry.

While having lunch with Louise Meyer, he caught up with producer Steve Golling.

In producer-centered Hollywood, Steve Golling is undoubtedly the most powerful person in the entire crew.

Martin was not sure about Steve Gaolin for the time being, so he just greeted him politely.

Getting off the dining car, Martin met the head of the Marietta troupe.

The two came under the awning, and Jerome said, "I kicked Rosa out of the troupe, and I sent a message to the Atlanta extras circle. She reported the same cast members, and she will not be able to mix in this circle in the future."

He simply explained: "There are too many drug users in this industry, and no one wants to have a ticking time bomb around him."

Martin said: "Captain, you are bothering."

Jerome has the authority of the leader: "If you bully my members, you will have to pay the price!"

Martin knew that Jerome spent a lot of time doing this because he could get rewards from him, and he looked very concerned: "Is there any problem with the crew?"

"The cooperation is very good." Jerome saw a bright future: "With the first cooperation with the Hollywood crew, there will be a second time, and the first time is the most difficult."

He fears being forgotten: "Martin, Robert Patrick said, he'll always be a member of the Marietta troupe."

Martin said solemnly, "Me too."

Jerome took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Martin: "This is Robert Patrick's contact information in Los Angeles. If you go to Los Angeles to develop, it will be somewhat helpful."

Martin took it excitedly: "Leader!"

"One day you really want to leave Atlanta, just tell me, and I will call him and explain your situation." Jerome made a pun: "People in the Marietta Theater Company should help each other."

Martin agrees: "Wherever I go, it's a Marietta troupe."

Jerome pointed to the office next to the studio: "I'll talk to Andrew."

People gradually walked away, Martin looked down at the words on the card, only the name and a string of numbers.

Obviously, private contact information that is not available to the average person.

At this time, Robert came over with his head shaking, and said, "The head of the group came to me this morning and said that I would not charge my membership fee in the future."

He asked, "Did you speak for me?"

Martin pointed to his head: "The leader has a lot of ideas, so I don't need to say more."

Robert is not stupid: "I should say thank you, $300 a month is not a small number for me."

Instead, Martin said: "You are my lucky star, Robert. If one day I can really develop in Hollywood and compete for important roles, I will definitely invite you over."

Do nothing else, use it for Fengshui.

He imitated Harris's way of speaking: "With you on the court, my winning rate can increase by 60%!"

Robert was not polite to Martin: "When the time comes, help me find a character with lines, yes, there must be frontal shots, don't be like you in this drama, there are many lines, but not many frontal shots."

Martin said: "Don't worry, as long as there is a chance, I will definitely find you a character with lines."

An old actor like Robert has basic acting skills, and he can't compete for a role with lines, which is more of a problem in other aspects.

In the evening, Martin invited director Michelle Gondry to have a meal full of Atlanta specialties in a high-end restaurant in Peachtree Center.

The crew has been filming for more than a month, and the part in Atlanta is about to be completed, and they will return to Los Angeles soon.

Because the two have too many common topics in their stance against the British, Michel Gondry has a good impression of Martin.

Relationships are built little by little.

It may not be useful now, but it may be useful in the future.

Two days later, Louise Meyer was leaving Atlanta.

The night before leaving, Martin came to the hotel where she was staying and specially mixed a glass of expansion screw improved from slow screw for her.

Countless bubbles burst in the mouth of the wine, and Louise Meyer said: "Martin Davis, how many new cocktails do you know? You bastard, you are playing with the heart of an alcoholic!"

Martin was full of grievances: "It seems that you are playing with me? You are a high-ranking producer, and I am just a small actor. Let me think about which word is appropriate. Yes, you are unspokenly regulating me!"

Louise didn't want to talk to this rubbish, she was silent for a while before she opened her mouth: "There is also this bastard Kelly, no one knows me better than her, so she specially prepared you bastard, you are a couple of dogs!"

As if he didn't hear it, Martin said again: "The expansion screw is my parting gift to you. I have given you the recipe. Louise's expansion screw will definitely leave a mark in the history of cocktails!"

When the room finally fell silent, Martin asked, "Are you going to Morocco?"

Louise nodded: "Take a week off in Los Angeles and go to Morocco. There is a crew over there. Don't think about it. I won't use you. You haven't passed the accent yet."

Martin knew not to rush: "I'm going to get the zombie gigolo first."

Louise said: "Use all your means to fight for the first male lead in your life. Compared with Hollywood, this is just a small game."