In addition to expressing his admiration for a true artist like Jones, Martin made a special trip to have a drink with him.
Art is a kind of belief that can make people transcend the world.
Bruce poked Martin from behind and reminded: "Your front left, Jennifer Aniston."
Martin turned his head and saw Aniston chatting with a woman, and asked, "Why is she here?"
Bruce said softly: "Aniston is from Los Angeles and was born in Sherman Oaks. Later, her parents divorced and moved to New York. However, after she became famous, her mother returned to Sherman Oaks."
"You understand so well," said Martin.
"I thought you would use it." Bruce said innocently, "So I know Aniston's information specifically."
Martin replied: "You are really a qualified manager." He stretched out his hand: "Pen and notebook."
Bruce opened the bag he carried with him and took out a signature pen and signature pad.
These props for Martin to eat, he often carries them with him.
While the person over there was walking away, Martin simply went over to him, and when they met, he used the classic line: "Excuse me."
Aniston turned around and recognized the person after just a little recognition.
Although the two have never really met each other, they both know who the other is.
Aniston smiled: "Hello, Martin."
"Hello, Rachel." Martin handed over a pen and notebook: "It's a bit presumptuous, but since 1994, you have been my favorite female star. You are not only an idol, but also my goddess."
Aniston took the pen and notebook from Martin's hand, signed them solemnly, and asked curiously: "Do you live in the Coty community?"
Martin nodded: "I moved here at the end of June." He didn't know Aniston well, so the topic came from the two of them having the same career: "Besides Friends, are there any new works recently? I will definitely support it."
Aniston handed the pen and notebook to Martin: "A movie was originally going to be shot, but it was delayed due to some unexpected events."
Martin understood what emergency she was talking about and did not dwell on the topic: "Friends ended too quickly. I really hope that I can film it forever. When I grow old, I can still see you on the screen." .”
"There will eventually be a day to say goodbye." Aniston's words were slightly filled with her own emotions.
Martin took the initiative to talk: "Actually, we can shoot a reunion episode of the six-person group every year. I believe the audience will like to watch it."
Aniston was slightly startled and said, "This is a good idea. I will propose it to the production company."
Martin Snake followed the stick: "Leave me your contact information so that I can ask you about the latest progress at any time."
Aniston gave Martin her personal business card.
Martin also gave her his business card.
Aniston watched Martin gradually walk away, and suddenly remembered something. In April and May, many gossip tabloids hyped the scandal between Martin and Jolie.
But Pitt divorced Jolie for her.
Aniston shook her head, not wanting to think about these bad things.
Harold from the community committee pulled someone over and introduced him to Martin: "This is Kane, the owner of the Angel Shooting Club."
Standing in front of Martin was a man with his hair neatly combed back. He took the initiative to toast Martin and invited: "I heard that Mr. Davis is very interested in shooting?"
Martin clinked glasses with him, took a sip of wine, and said: "I grew up in the slums of Atlanta. As long as I can remember, the sound of gunfire has never stopped. If we want to protect ourselves and our families, the only option is to pick up a gun."
Kane took the initiative to send a membership card: "Angel Club will provide the most complete services."
Martin took a look at it and saw that it was a one-month pistol shooting experience card, and accepted it: "The club is in Sherman Oaks?"
Harold continued: "It's on the seaside, very close to the community. The community's annual shooting competition is held at the Angel Club. Next month will be the annual shooting competition day."
Martin said deliberately: "Can I reserve the championship in advance?"
"I'm a member of the community and I'll be competing," Kane said.
Harold added: "Kane once served in Afghanistan. Many soldiers who returned from vacation often go to the Angel Club. Martin, you will definitely gain something if you go there to practice shooting."
Martin smiled and said: "I will definitely go there and have a look as soon as possible."
The shooting gallery in North Hollywood was limited in size and a bit far away, so Martin didn't mind changing to another one.
The wine tasting continued into the evening before Martin and Bruce left.
On the way back, I met Jones and Jenna's father and daughter again.
Jenna was a few steps behind and said to Martin alone: "I heard Caiden talking about you."
Martin was confused at first, then remembered who she was talking about Caiden: "I did Zombie Gigolo with Jenna, and I met a lot of artists through her."
The latter title was very useful to Jenna. She took out a business card and secretly stuffed it into Martin's hand: "If you organize a party and need a large number of young and beautiful girls, you can come to me."
Martin understood that she was soliciting customers.
Hollywood is not completely isolated from the Sacred Valley. Even some political bosses will go to the Sacred Valley actresses.
If nothing else, the technology is absolutely amazing.
Jenna didn't finish her words: "I can get in touch with even young female models."
Martin did not respond, but nodded slightly.
There are many similar people and companies in Los Angeles, and the competition seems to be fierce.
When he got home, Martin checked the time, called Atlanta, chatted with Elena for a while, and then asked Elena to give the phone to Lily.
"What are you looking for her for?" Elena asked directly.
Martin said: "Regarding the matter of college, I saw Lily's sculptures with an expert in the art world, and that person thought Lily had a good talent."
Regarding her sister's future, Elena stopped being nagging and called Lily.
In the Northville community, Lily heard what Martin said and said, "CalArts, right? I also want to apply to a university in Los Angeles next year, but my social practice is not good..."
Martin said: "I'm going to find someone to write a letter of recommendation for you." He warned: "Practice more, and then I'll mail you a batch of horns later, just like giving you an early 17th birthday gift. "
Lily's face was almost flat. How could she give homework as a birthday gift? She was afraid that Martin would change his mind and didn't dare to show it. She said in a low voice: "Okay, let's mail more."
"Okay, that's it." Martin hung up the phone as soon as he said it.
Lily listened to the busy signal, and her chest swelled with anger. She muttered, "Go back and carve your clown into something even more evil!"
Elena asked at this time: "Are you sure you want to apply for college in Los Angeles?"
Lily nodded: "OK."
Elena said, "Actually, the local universities in Georgia or the Ivy League schools are pretty good. With the relationship between Martin and Coca-Cola, it's easy to find a suitable practice opportunity for you."
"I want to go to Los Angeles," Lily said.
Elena stared at her, her palms slowly clenching into fists.
Lily raised her hand, punched herself hard, and asked, "Are you satisfied?"
Elena said nothing.
Lily punched herself again and said, "Before I graduate from middle school, I can punch myself five times every year until you are satisfied."
Elena waved her hand: "You have the freedom to choose your own future."
Lily stepped forward, hugged Elena, and muttered, "We are a family!"
Elena raised her head slightly, only then could she see Lily's eyes and truly realize that Lily was already taller than her.
Lily installed her phone and went back to her room.
When she went upstairs, Hall, who lived downstairs, suddenly appeared from the room: "The family she mentioned must include our siblings and that idiot Martin."
Elena stared at him fiercely: "Go back and do your homework. If your grades don't improve, I will hire a tutor for you."
Hall asked: "Governess?"
Elena was still the same Elena. She picked up the baseball next to her and threw it out with a roar. Hall quickly shrank his head and the ball flew past his scalp.
When Hall showed up again, he found his other sister Lily standing at the corner of the stairs staring at him, holding an oak bat in her hand.
My brother has no human rights!
Hall could only go back to his room to deal with his homework. Compared with digging holes to harm others, studying was too difficult.
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In the Coty community, Martin hung up the phone and was stuck for time to call Blake Lively.
She couldn't agree on the price of the movie script there, and it would take some time.
Many new screenwriters often have high self-esteem and want to become famous and sell for a lot of money.
This idea is also true, every script is the child of the screenwriter.
However, the status of screenwriters in the industry is really worrying, and producers want to squeeze screenwriters until they can no longer take care of themselves.
After talking on the phone for more than an hour, Martin hung up. Just as he was about to take a shower, Julie called again from Africa and talked about some lofty topics such as democracy, freedom, and saving children.
Half an hour flies by.
Martin suddenly realized that he was developing into a time management master without knowing it.
Fortunately, Julie, a Cao thief, has a psychological problem and will probably say goodbye soon after she returns.
Martin put down his phone and looked back. Bruce was sitting on the sofa, reading a book seriously.
Very good, there is another heavy-bearing person, Lao Bu.
Martin went to take a shower and came out and found Bruce still reading a book.
"So fascinated?" Martin asked curiously: "Alan's writing is wonderful? Can you understand it?"
Bruce said: "I am your manager, this is my job."
Under normal circumstances, a manager's biggest responsibility is to help customers choose projects and roles.
But Martin was in a special situation, and he never approached Lao Bu in this regard.
Bruce is more of a bouncer and scavenger.
Martin was very occupied today and was about to go upstairs to sleep. He said to Bruce: "Take a good look at it and tell me your story and your thoughts after reading it."
"You have to wait for two days." Bruce closed the book and went to the auxiliary building: "My reading level is worse than yours."
"Even though the stuff I wrote didn't make sense, I had no problem reading the books and the scripts," Martin said.
(End of chapter)
