MTL - American Fame and Fortune-Chapter 116 King of War

Chapter 116 The King of War

Stimulated by Wes Craven's challenge to Jason and Freddy when he was over 60 years old, Martin went to the fitness center less than an hour after returning.

 Decades later are still far away, and he wants to further shape his body and increase his endurance.

In case Kate's head is stunned and accepting Lude's invitation, it is not a pick, but a pick.

Three women in their 30s, their waists will creak and groan just thinking about it.

 “The shoulders and elbow joints are perpendicular to the ground, and the torso is straight!”

Female coach Susie squatted on the ground, moved her hands back from Martin's head, and guided him on the essentials of plank support: "Straighten your torso, keep your head, shoulders, hips and ankles on the same plane, tighten your abdominal muscles, and pelvic floor Tighten your muscles, glutes, and that area, and keep breathing evenly.”

 Martin was propped up on the ground, motionless, as if there was a beauty that could be crushed under him.

Susie looked at the stopwatch: "Very good, hold on." She encouraged in a unique way: "You can hold on for five more minutes when facing your girlfriend, come on! OK, the time is up, take it back and relax."

 Martin stood up and moved a little, and then took the towel from Susie to wipe his sweat.

Susie had time to ask: "Where's Bruce? Why didn't you see him?"

 Martin said: "Come in a moment."

Just as he was talking, Bruce came in from the door. Susie immediately threw away Martin and went over to say hello to Bruce: "You are late today."

Bruce said: "Something happened and I was delayed."

He winked at Martin, who said: "Let's go take a rest, Susie. I'll call you if anything happens."

Susie saw the two people leaving and turned to look at her unusually developed gluteus maximus muscles. Isn’t her **** **** charming?

Two good men who were as determined as iron and disdainful of beauty came to the rest area of ​​the fitness center and found a deserted place to sit down.

Bruce opened the bag and handed everything to Martin: "The bills are all in there, including the Sacred Valley, rental villas and props and costumes. All the expenses added up, you throw in more than 60,000 US dollars for a party."

 Martin looked through it again and said, "Money really doesn't feel like money when it's spent."

Bruce said: "I hope it will pay off." He simply said: "I have done the finishing touches."

 After taking a break, the two of them got into fitness activities again.

  It was not only Martin who was stimulated by Wes Craven last night, but also Bruce.

  It is really enviable for a person in his sixties to have such combat effectiveness and output frequency.

What men fear most is that their hearts are not yet old, but their bodies are already old. When they meet a girl who is attracted to her, they can only look at her softly.

It's easy to get perverted that way.

On Monday morning, Martin was still sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a knock on the door. He thought it was someone looking for Jessica at the opposite door again, but when he came out of the bedroom, he heard the voice of the landlord Antonio.

 He opened the door and saw Antonio standing in front of Bruce's door with a gun on his shoulder. He quickly said: "It's me, Martin, one of my own, don't shoot!"

Antonio patted his old shotgun and said, "Don't worry, this is a gun of friendship. It won't hit your own people."

 Bruce opened the door and held the pistol in his hand.

Antonio hurriedly said: "Don't shoot, one of our own! There is something wrong with my gun. You said you would repair it last time."

 Bruce shook his head: "Come in."

 Martin followed him into Bruce's apartment.

Bruce carefully examines the shotgun and goes to find the tool box.

 Martin said to the landlord: "You are running around with a gun, be careful of accidental injuries."

“The gun of friendship never hurts accidentally.” Antonio had too much fat and struggled to stand, so he sat down on the sofa. The springs of the sofa creaked and made people suspect that they would not be able to bounce back.

Antonio gestured and said: "Anyone who is hit by the gun of friendship is not a good person."

 Martin gave a thumbs up: "It is indeed a gun of friendship."

Bruce came over looking for tools. A part of the gun was broken and he wanted to go out and buy it.

 Martin had work to do today. He went to Warner Studio alone to dub a scene in "Horror House of Waxwork". At noon, his agent Thomas called and said there was something urgent.

 He immediately rushed to the brokerage company.

When Thomas saw Martin, he was extremely excited: "Early this morning, a friend from the Science Fiction and Horror Film Academy called me and said that Wes Craven had specially greeted the jury and confirmed that you would be selected for the Best Young Actor The nomination list will be officially announced at the end of April.”

  Martin asked: “Where’s the awards ceremony?”

Thomas said: "In mid-May, our probability of winning is infinite!" He took out a fax from the drawer: "This is from the Academy of Science Fiction and Horror Film, inviting you to be a guest performer. I borrowed Craven's I won it for you.”

 Martin reacted very quickly and stretched out his fist: "Thomas Lane, do you think we are a golden combination?"

 Thomas drank the bowl of chicken soup in one gulp, bumped fists with Martin, and said in a lowered voice: "We are a golden combination, we have good development momentum, and our future is bright!"

"Is the awards ceremony broadcast live on TV?" Martin saw Thomas nodding and asked, "What should I perform?"

Thomas said: "Of course it is what you are best at. This is a good opportunity to increase exposure and open up the public. We need to design it carefully to attract maximum attention." Martin decided: "Then perform the zombie machine gun dance."

Thomas thought about the video that made men feel inferior and said, "I think it's okay."

Martin knew very well that except for the machine gun dance, the rest of his dance moves were at an amateur level. He said: "I need a teacher who is good at zombie dance and can fully combine machine gun dance with zombie dance. You can't find the right person. I Calling someone from Atlanta.”

 Thomas advises: “Go to your original choreographer and dance teacher.”

“You need to confirm with the Saturn Prize first.” Martin had the phone number of Anne, the choreographer of Beast House, in his hand: “I can call someone here at any time.”

At this point, he came up with a new idea: "In "Zombie Gigolo", I have a zombie vampire backup dance troupe. When you communicate with them, ask if you can bring a backup dancer troupe."

It’s a reasonable request, Thomas said: “I’ll communicate it to them.”

 Martin asked: “Any ideas for a new job?”

Thomas pulled up the computer information and printed it out directly: "The company just informed me in the morning that a multi-party film project about an arms dealer has confirmed that Nicolas Cage will be the leading actor, and the director is WMA's Andrew Nicholls."

 Cage Needless to say, Martin asked: "The director's name sounds familiar."

Thomas said: "The screenwriter of "The Truman Show" was nominated for the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay."

 Martin said: "No wonder it sounds familiar."

 Thomas organized the printed information and added: "The investment in this film is said to be 50 million US dollars. The person you are going to audition for is a supporting role, the younger brother of the leading actor."

Martin picked up the information and looked at it carefully. It was not difficult to confirm that this was "Lord of War", a once very famous film.

 He asked: “The auditions were very competitive?”

Thomas nodded: "I don't know about other companies. This morning, the company just recommended information about you, Mike Vogel and Joe Anderson to the crew and director. Andrew Nickel is the director, screenwriter and executive producer. He has the final say in auditions.”

Martin asked directly: "Do you have any information about the director? Hobbies or styles, etc.?"

“He likes blonde or brown-haired actors with good figures, and his girlfriend is Canadian model and actress Rachel Roberts.” Thomas knows something: “He has unique insights, strong control, and likes to try new and bold things.”

Martin understood it from another perspective: "That is to say, he likes **** actors with blond or brown hair, he likes to be in charge of the crew, and he likes to do a lot of tricks."

Thomas thought for a while, but couldn't refute, and said: "One of the reasons why I called you here is that after Andrew received the recommendation from the company, he wanted to meet the three candidates before the audition. This is actually an audition. It’s more critical than the audition in two weeks.”

 Martin looked through Thomas's mirror and asked, "How am I doing now?"

"Very good." Thomas said conscientiously: "You need to have good looks and a good figure."

 He looked at the time: "Calm down, Andrew won't be here until four o'clock."

 Martin waited until 4:15 when an assistant called and informed Thomas to take the actors to meet Andrew Nickell in the small conference room upstairs.

Arriving outside the small conference room, Martin found that Mike Vogel and his agent Pinto had arrived.

 Half a minute later, Joe Anderson with long hair came over alone.

 Then, Eric Lively, whom he had met before, also came, accompanied by his sister Blake Lively and his agent.

 Four distinct groups formed in the corridor. The atmosphere was not tense, but there was no communication.

 Martin suddenly felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The door of the conference room opened, and Andrew's assistant came out to call for someone. Eric was the first to go in. As soon as the door was closed, he came out in half a minute.

As soon as he went out, Eric started to complain: "What's going on? He asked your father, Ernie? Then he said that I was not suitable and that he had a grudge against his father?"

 Blake was not very old, but he knew a lot about the ways of the world. He quickly grabbed Eric and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"What did I say? It's obviously the director..." Before Eric could finish his words, Blake pinched him **** the arm and dragged him away.

The agent quickly followed up to reassure him.

 Mike Vogel went in second and came out within two minutes, shaking his head at his agent.

Pinto lowered his voice: "Why?"

Mike Vogel said: "I can't accept it, it's that simple."

At this time, the assistant called Martin's name at the door. Martin passed by Mike Vogel, happened to hear his words, and turned his head to look.

Mike Vogel also looked at him, and their eyes met in the air. Mike Vogel suddenly smiled and said: "Man, I failed, good luck to you."

 Martin was confused for a moment when his competitor suddenly said such things. Of course, he would not think that Vogel was sincerely blessing him.

As far as the situation at the door is concerned, if it is not illegal to kill someone, the three of them will definitely pull out the knives and stab each other, regardless of Eric's side.

 (End of this chapter)