Century City, Thomas had been waiting inside the Starbucks at the shopping plaza, drinking one cup of coffee after another, until he finally saw his future approaching.
Martin and Bruce entered Starbucks and spotted Thomas under the lights in a glance.
Bruce asked, "Is it an illusion caused by the lighting? Why does Thomas's forehead seem shinier than before?"
"Don't you think he's beco stronger than before?" Martin strode over to sit opposite Thomas, pulling out a chair with the air of a caring agent looking after a good client, "Have you been waiting long? It must've been tough."
Thomas closed his laptop and replied, "It's nothing, I often work overti."
Especially recently, he had gotten used to it.
Bruce took out a mory card and handed it to Thomas, "These are the photos I took."
Thomas took out his card reader, plugged it into his computer, and started reviewing the photos, nodding repeatedly, "They're pretty good, Martin. You and Annie don't look any different from a real couple."
Martin stressed, "I'm in the process of pursuing Annie, and she's also interested in dating . This is the burst of real emotion!"
Bruce said indifferently, "Annie's assistant was also taking photos."
"You pervert, you don't understand love at all," Martin glanced at Old Cloth, "Every love is different, there's always sothing special."
After Thomas had gone through the photos, he said, "I've got a draft of the copy ready. The best-dressed couple at this year's Halloween parade—Martin Davis and Annie Hathaway."
Martin agreed, "That works. Thomas, I hate to trouble you, but could you write up the draft tonight?"
Thomas was full of eagerness, "Leave it to ."
Martin and Bruce then left Starbucks, and before they did, they generously bought Thomas a cup of strong coffee.
Thomas worked on the draft through the night, revising it repeatedly until dawn, and then hurried to the collaborative newspaper office to submit the edited piece along with the selected photos to the paper's editor.
When he left, he noticed that the eastern sky was beginning to brighten.
Several movies were released during the Halloween period, which lessened the buzz of the wax museum, but Martin's na and photos still maintained a certain level of exposure.
Especially online, many websites had re-posted the photos from his blog.
Martin and Annie Hathaway's Batman and Catwoman couple costus were t with rave reviews.
Keeping a love topic at the right pace is important. Feeding the public with romance news every day will quickly wear out its welco.
Martin's enthusiasm for Annie cooled quickly, only getting in touch with her now and then.
......
Hilton Hotel, after attending a script reading session, Annie returned to her room and checked her phone, but there was no reply.
Martin had sent her a ssage first, to which she had replied, and then there had been silence from his end for a long ti.
Annie was slightly infuriated. What did this an? Wasn't she on his mind anymore?
Just a few days ago, he was as passionate as a...
Annie, unsettled, couldn't help but send another ssage, "Are you busy with work?"
Still no reply.
After a few minutes of waiting, just as she was about to lose her patience, her phone alerted her to a new ssage.
"Had to attend an unexpected eting at Warner Bros.," Martin's response was calculated, "The release date for my next film is set. Unlike the wax museum, I'm the absolute lead."
Annie asked, "A horror film?"
Martin continued to bait her, "A Wes Craven horror film, currently edited to the second version, internal test screenings are highly rated. The original release was planned for April, but due to the attention I received at the wax museum, Warner Bros. is confident in the film, so they moved it up to February."
Since Annie was striving in Hollywood herself, she knew the weight of Wes Craven's na; his horror films had succeeded for more than a decade. The actions taken by Warner Bros. clearly showed they had confidence in the film and belief in Martin's future prospects.
"If the future is promising..."
Just then, a knock on the door ca, and Laura went to open it. Annie saw that it was her agent, Maha Dakshir.
Maha ca from CAA, a right-hand woman of CAA co-founder Braun Lord.
Annie quickly replied to Martin's ssage and stood up to greet her guest, "Maha, what brings you here?"
Maha was much older than Annie and said with a smile, "I ca to see if my little princess is basking in the glow of love."
Annie said, "Martin and I are just friends."
"Love is a part of an actor's career, a very important part," Maha first considered the work, "Annie, do you have feelings for Martin?"
Annie openly admitted it, "I do have feelings for him, but..." So far, she saw many good points in Martin and only one downside.
Maha's face was all encouragent.
"No problem," the agent wasn't a friend, and Annie knew how to distinguish between the two. There were things she wouldn't say to an agent, "I'm from New York in the north, and he's from Atlanta in the south."
Maha's encouraging smile faded, "None of these are obstacles." She reminded her specifically, "After 'The Princess Diaries 2' hype died down, your popularity has been on the decline, but recently, it has surged."
Annie knew why, "Because of Martin?"
Maha went straight to the point, "A beautiful romance should serve as a boost to an actor's career."
Annie said, "I had Laura secretly take so pictures and sent them to the newspapers, and even had her contact the paparazzi."
"You did well," Maha encouraged, "maximizing the value of a relationship."
She asked, "Do you need to talk to Martin's agent?"
Annie was silent for a mont before asking, "Specifically, how would you talk to them?"
Maha replied, "Whether he confesses to you or you to him, your first ti holding hands, the first kiss, going on vacation together, visiting each other on set, and the subsequent cohabitation argunts, and so on—all of it has dia report value."
Though Annie was psychologically prepared, she was still sowhat shocked, "Isn't this making my private life public?"
"Bryan Lord was Madonna's agent, and I was Bryan's assistant back then," Maha suddenly brought up sothing unrelated, "Madonna's status was brought by her career, but how did she get that level of popularity back then?
She dated one male star after another, including those outside the entertainnt industry, seduced Rodman, sent a bathtub to Jordan—these made her Arica's top-notch talk of the town."
She had asked around before coming, "Martin's next work is a horror film by Wes Craven, the absolute male lead, with a success rate of over eighty percent. It looks promising."
Annie was a bit overwheld, "I need to think about this."
Maha reassured her, "Don't rush, if you miss this one, there will be others."
Annie said subconsciously, "Could the next one be as outstanding as Martin?"
Maha sighed inwardly, the young girl had not yet taken the first step out of judging people by their appearance.
However, Martin Davis indeed was handso and had a good temperant, especially that zombie machine-gun dance, which made one can't help but want to experience it for themselves.
"Rember to inform as soon as there's progress," Maha didn't stay long, she gave a few words of advice and left the hotel.
After Halloween, taking advantage of Martin's recent attention, "The Hills Have Eyes" production team released the first official poster for the film.
The poster had a mountain town as its background.
Martin, covered in blood, held a baby in his left hand, which was missing two fingers, and clutched a bloody, flesh-and-bone-covered bat in his right hand. Beside him was a scar-riddled German Shepherd, with two grotesque and terrifying corpses lying behind him.
At the top of the poster, it read the film's title The Hills Have Eyes.
Below, in extra-large letters, the cast was labelled with only one na—Martin Davis!
As one of the three giants of the production team, no actor shared the spotlight with Martin.
The poster also had a subtitle: Save the child, confront the evil!
A tiless the in Hollywood movies, the favorite of North Arican audiences!
Then there was the release date, easy to rember, the weekend after next year's Super Bowl.
With more than three months to go before the film's release, and well before the promotional explosion, the production team used Martin's popularity to release a poster, then quickly went silent again.
Both the production team and the distributor, Warner Bros., recognized Martin as the focal point for promotion.
In this day and age, whether it's actors known for their talent or their popularity, they are all made with resources.
Martin's schedule gradually stabilized; he went to Warner Bros. Studios every day to participate in the post-production of The Hills Have Eyes, occasionally t with Annie, and followed his schedule to work out and practice shooting.
…
Venice, a seaside hotel.
Kim Kardashian, disguised, arrived at the top floor of the hotel and knocked on a door.
Bruce let Kim in first, looked left and right, closed the door, then suddenly opened it again for a quick check. Seeing no anomalies, he closed the door and returned to the room.
Kim lunged at Bruce, "You finally decided to see !"
Her pounce differed from that of ordinary won—Kim pounced backward into Bruce's arms.
Bruce asked, "Have you t with Paris?"
"Yes," Kim said, both happy and sowhat forlorn, "Paris and I have officially split."
Bruce said he read in the newspaper, "You two almost ca to blows."
Kim raised her voice without realizing it, "She's jealous of , jealous that I went from being a nobody carrying bags to becoming a celebrity just like her."
Bruce gestured for her to continue.
Kim went on, "That bitch said I only beca famous by using her na, and the popularity will soon fade, I'll never compare to Paris Hilton."
Bruce thought there was so truth to this; once Kim consud Paris' lilight, her own fa would naturally fade.
Kim looked up at Bruce, eyes full of hope, "Do you have a way to keep famous for a long ti?"
She had experienced the dazzling spotlight of being the center of attention and didn't want to return to obscurity: "I have nightmares every night, dreaming that I've beco a nobody again, no! I will never be a nobody!"
Bruce ca here to bid farewell to Kardashian; the movie marketing was over, and his role as a practice run was finished, he said, "Sorry, Kim, I don't have any other solutions."
Kim sensed sothing, took a step forward, and turned with a twist of her waist, "You… you're leaving ?"
Bruce adopted Martin's cad nature, "You can call anyti, and I can always co out."
Kim turned back, leaning on the table, "Actually, I thought of a way. Why is Paris famous? Why do people always rember her? Because her tape is always there."
Bruce looked at Kim, guessing what she ant.
Under Bruce's tutelage, Kim quickly beca aware of certain possibilities, "If I also had such a tape, would it have the sa effect? I think it could!"
She turned back to him, "I want you to be the leading man!"
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