Entering a small apartment of 80 square meters at most, Louise's eyes were full of curiosity, and the cramped space was crowded with all kinds of furniture and appliances.

"I've cleaned up, it's still a bit messy." Martin wasn't embarrassed to say, "I'll leave it at that." Louise asked, "Can I just visit?" Martin said, "All rooms are free to enter, everything is free to see, everything I have here is open to you." "There are only two bedrooms, and the master bedroom has almost no space with a large bed and wardrobe.

The other bedroom was converted into a study. Louise sat down on the queen bed in the master bedroom, and suddenly there was a rolling sound upstairs, a novelty that she had never felt before, like a cat's paw, and took off the black-rimmed glasses from her face.

The prodigal belonging to the drunkard and the pervert is back: "Martin, I'm screaming here, will the whole building hear it?" Martin stepped forward and sent out an invitation: "Let's try." "Actually, the soundproofing of the apartment building is not too bad.

Louise, a prodigal bastard, soon howled terribly under the rapid twitch of the whip. Maybe in a new environment that she had never been to, her voice was particularly loud.

As it turned out, no one came to trouble because of the noise. This time, the dog man and woman found out in conscience and did not call Kelly.

When she was done, Louise lay down and didn't want to move, and said, "I'm hungry, you can get me something to eat." ”

"I haven't used the kitchen and I haven't stored food." Bachelors who wish to cook, Martin suggests: "Let's go out to eat." Louise zigzags like boiled noodles: "I'm too lazy to move." Martin slapped her buttocks: "You wait, I'll go out and buy it." After getting dressed, Martin called the restaurant he frequented to order food and went over to get it himself.

Waiting for them to arrive, it's too long. Less than 20 minutes later, Martin returned with a packed dinner.

Diagonally across the door, Emily saw Martin coming from the parking lot through the window and shouted, "Hurry up, he's back!" Jessica put away the newly bought disc of "Zombie Dancer" and came to the mirror to take a look, her skin was white and beautiful with long legs, and she was tempted to watch it herself.

Emily asked, "Is your plan going to work?" Jessica picked up the ice cube and stuffed it into her chest, and suddenly she shivered when she was stimulated by the hypothermia, and quickly looked up at two o'clock and lifted her thin thread shirt.

"Do you know why you failed?" She didn't need Emily to answer: "Because you're too direct and don't know how to be subtle, and subtlety is the real beauty." Emily leaned against the door frame: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, we don't have any other chance but him." Ice cubes were thrown into the trash, and Jessica wiped off the water stains on her hands and opened the door to go out.

The timing was just right, Martin had just arrived. Jessica raised her hands and stretched, her thin shirt tightened on her body, and she stood up with two obvious points: "Hey, Martin, I haven't seen you lately, what are you busy with." Martin pointed to the roof, "Didn't see you at the party last night?" Jessica reacted quickly: "I'm going to buy shells, by the way, my shells won't open, can you help?" Martindo's serious person thought she was talking about shells: "What shells?" Can't pry open with a screwdriver? Jessica quietly lifted the yoga pants up, and the leggings that were originally stretched up collapsed even tighter: "The shells I bought are one after another, round, tender, and with the breath, it opens, closes, and opens again...... If a shell could talk, what would it say? Her lips rolled: "Is that the sentence, do you want to see it?" How hard Martin worked before, how firm he is now, and he said hard: "I don't want to." Laughter suddenly rang out, Martin's apartment door opened, and Louise, wearing a Martin shirt, came out of the door, leaned against the door frame and looked at Jessica, and opened her mouth to be a wave of waves: "Come here, together." The woman on the other side was obviously laughing, and Jessica was uneasy, feeling that once it passed, something very terrible would happen.

"No need." She hurriedly walked back: "I'll figure it out myself." "I was in such a hurry to go back that I tripped on the threshold and almost fell.

Louise pulled Martin back to the room and smiled happily: "It's fun to live in this kind of small apartment, Martin, the female neighbor is seducing you, aren't you going?" This prodigal went crazy and didn't take it seriously: "If you don't get up, I'm going to go." Martin unpacked the dinner and said, "It's cool when it's on the table, but what's the end?" What do they want from me? I'm guessing that Jessica, probably not 18 years old. Louise smiled: "I didn't expect that you, a pervert, could think with your head at a critical moment." ”

"In fact, these are secondary, and people are afraid of comparison." Martin speaks very nicely: "Which of her is like you?" Louise was happy, but not stupid: "yes, I can still bring you a character." Martin pinched her chin and forcibly lifted it: "Beauty, you have to figure it out, if you don't accompany me, without a new cocktail recipe, you will never become a master." Louise fell into the role: "Come on, you uncover me!" ”.…… The day after Christmas, Martin took his Atlanta-inspired gifts to the east side of Sherman Oaks to visit Robert Patrick, a former member of the Marietta Troupe.

In "Terminator 2" that year, Schwarzenegger became popular and became a top superstar. Patrick, who starred in the T1000, also benefited a lot.

In the reception room, the bearded Patrick looked at Martin a little and said, "Jerome called me some time ago and told me about your situation. Martin changed his original accent: "The head of the regiment has always taken good care of me, and specially gave me your contact information before leaving." Patrick heard the familiar country voice and smiled: "The "Zombie Dani" you played, I watched the DVD, it was a little interesting, I heard that the North American box office is close to 7 million US dollars? Martin maintained an appropriate amount of modesty: "Major Lionsgate has done a good job of publicity. Patrick nodded slowly: "You have a good start in Hollywood, have you found an agent?" The union joined? ”

"I've joined the MA ......," Martin said as he could say. Patrick realized: "Are you fighting for the lead actor in a Warner Bros. horror movie?" I had a bit of a relationship with Warner Bros., but it didn't affect the actor of the 10 million dollar project. In Hollywood, where the star per capita company, Patrick also has a film and television company, but he can't participate in the investment because of Martin, even if it is to help Jerome in the face, there is a limit.

Martin asked tentatively: "I heard from the head of the troupe that you maintain close contact with many actors from Joazhou?" Patrick looked at Martin, not understanding what he meant.

Martin said: "I don't know if you know Desmond Harrington, he's from Savannah. To avoid Patrick's misunderstanding, he said directly: "Harrington worked with Susan Levine, the crew producer I wanted to audition for, and I wanted to inquire about Susan. This is a routine operation in Hollywood, Patrick smiled: "Little Dyce, I know him well, I guess he is in Malibu, I'll give him a call." He got up and went on the phone, came back a few minutes later, and said to Martin, "You wait a minute, he'll be over soon." "Martin knows he's got the right person, be patient.

After chatting with Patrick for about half an hour, a handsome white guy entered the living room. Patrick introduced Martin and Harrington and said, "You talk slowly, I'll go to the cellar to find wine, and we'll have a drink later." Martin politely exchanged a few words with Harrington and got to the point: "Dyce, I took the liberty of asking for something. Harrington said, "Robert told me, you just say it." Martin understood that Harrington was mainly looking at Patrick's face and did not waste time: "I heard from a friend that it was Susan Levine's choice to play the ghost ship in the first place? ”

"That's right, it's Susan Levine who makes the decision." Harrington said simply: "I had a similar experience with her, and in some ways it resonated, which was roughly a rebellion when I was young, and then I went back to the right path, and the few times I had contact with her, the conversation was basically like this." He laughed: "On that crew, I had the illusion that Susan Levine was in love with me. But after the crew disbanded, we quickly broke up, and she was significantly more interested in my experience than in me as a person. Martin was almost sure, and said, "Thank you for your answer." Harrington didn't care: "You're welcome, I hope it works for you." Martin exchanged contact information with him.

Patrick quickly returned with a bottle of wine, Martin helped open it, and the three of them chatted and drank in the living room, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

When it was dark, Martin invited the two out to dine together, and after dinner, they went to the bar for a drink. Jerome was just a bridge, and Patrick had been asked to help him once, and the bridge could easily break, and Martin had to not only stabilize the bridge, but also widen and level it, making it more passable.

When he came out, Martin hooked up with Patrick, who was drunk. Hollywood is full of drunks, and Patrick is no exception, and before Harrington helped him into the car, he said, "Martin, let's compete again another day, I can drink enough to beat Cameron plus Schwarzenegger and Hamilton, you can't." Martin was drunk, as if he was super drunk, and jumped to his feet when he heard that he couldn't do it: "No need to change the day, let's go back and continue, Robert, I tell you, I know a Robert who is known as Marietta's best drinker, and it only took him an hour to get him down." Harrington pushed and bumped, shoved Patrick into the car, and then asked Martin, "Do you need me to call a substitute driver for you?" ”

"No, you don't." Martin waved at the car: "Next time, next time, don't fall down, never stop." Harrington drove away and turned off Sunset Boulevard.

Martin wasn't drunk at all, shook his head, got into his car, unscrewed the mineral water, took a sip, and took out his mobile phone to call the agent.

"Why do you always call at night?" As soon as the other side was connected, Thomas's disgruntled roar was heard.

Martin pretended not to hear: "Susan Levine can be sure. Thomas immediately forgot what he had just said and said, "Very well, we have the key." He informed Martin of the news: "Tomorrow, the crew will be officially formed." ”