The bus left LAIS, and at the strong request of Hart and Carrington, among others, did not go to the hotel first, and went straight to the Warner Studios in Burbank.

Martin rents a professional dance practice studio here. The boy band can't wait to meet their dad.

Eighteen-type men break into Hollywood! Arriving at the door of the studio, Hart and Carrington beckoned the guys to bring their food outfits, walked into the studio, and followed Bruce to the dance studio.

Bruce opened the door to the dance studio and saw a familiar figure stretching his body, and Hart, who was well prepared, rushed forward first.

After a few run-ups, Hart slipped to his knees with one hand behind him, and the whiteboard marker in his hand, along with the paint on both knees, drew three bars on the floor.

Carrington and the other men also came to their knees, each leaving three bars. Hart opened his arms and almost hugged Martin's legs: "Daddy Martin, can you get a perfect score this time?" Look at it, we are kneeling three bars! The originally clean and tidy dance studio was stained all over the ground by this group of sand sculptures, and Martin was so angry that he wanted to kill: "Lao Bu, take out your gun, pull these goods out, all of them are sudden." Hart parted his hands and covered his buttocks: "Don't! Let Lao Bu, the pervert, stay away from us! Brian said: "We live in the terrifying shadow of Lao Bu in Atlanta, and we have to be intimidated by Lao Bu when we come to Los Angeles. Bruce's right hand was slowly raised, his coat was pulled back, and his movements were graceful.

Seeing that civilized people were about to appear, Hart quickly lowered his head, sighed on the floor, and wiped his sleeve: "Hurry up, wipe the floor out, make Martin's father unhappy, you still want to be on TV?" "Eighteen men have become eighteen cleaners.

Mene, who was standing on the side, was dumbfounded, what kind of superb is this special group, no face and no skin, I don't know what shame is!

He was silent: "Compared to these people, my skin is not too thin." "These guys are coming to rob the boss?

Mene immediately ran next door, brought a white towel, and crouched down to wipe the floor. Martin ignored these sand sculptures, took a few steps forward, came to Anne, and hugged her gently: "Teacher Anne, I'm going to trouble you again this time." Anne said, "The club paid for it." She smiled, "How many days do we have?" ”

"20 days." Martin gave the exact time and added: "I don't do anything else for the past 20 days, just concentrate on training. Anne looked at the dance studio: "You already have the foundation, 20 days to practice one dance is enough." Bruce brought more towels from next door and gave them to Hart and Carrington to get the floor back to its original state.

Martin suggested: "You go back to the hotel and rest first, and we will start tomorrow." Anne put down her backpack: "No, I took a plane all the way, and I just moved my body." Hart turned his head and said, "We can't wait!" Others chimed in.

Mene sensed a great threat, and his position seemed to be receding in a straight line. It was second only to Lao Bu, but now it has retreated to the Pacific Ocean?

He quietly found Bruce and asked, "Old Bu, what's going on with them?" Worship the boss so much? Bruce said: "They all starred in 'Zombie Dancer,' and that movie tripled their tip, and this time with Martin at the awards ceremony, guess how much their tip will go up?" Mene's mind was full of energy, and he immediately understood: "Am I walking with them?" ”

"Almost." Bruce found the right description: "A favorite of middle-aged and older women." He patted Mene on the shoulder: "Those sand sculptures will go back to Atlanta after the awards ceremony." Mene was relieved, eighteen men came to rob him of the boss, and he really couldn't bear it.

Anne and the boy group changed their dance costumes, warmed up with Martin, and began training. The professional fitness and body shaping that lasted for more than half a year helped Martin a lot.

And he doesn't take that kind of feminine route, and his public image under the screen is a sunny man. In the evening, Martin booked a small restaurant at the hotel to entertain the old guys from Atlanta.

"The club's business is exploding right now." Hart sat in his chair and gushed: "The boss has opened a branch in the east of Atlanta, and next to the branch has opened an express hotel and a sex toy store, so that our goddess can enjoy one-stop service." Carrington answered: "We've had a lot of more income, and we've all moved into middle-class neighborhoods. Martin raised his glass at this time: "I wish our lives better and better!" And they all took their glasses and drank a full glass of wine.

Hart added, "I'm engaged, do you know what gift I gave my fiancée?" Mene said, "You can't take a star from the sky and give it to her." Hart poured his wine, clinked glasses with Mene, and said, "Man, have you heard of the Atlantic Astronomical Society?" One of the largest astronomical societies in the United States, I bought the naming rights for a star from them, named after my fiancée! I gave her a star! "Martin remembers well that the Atlantic Astronomical Society was the one Harris Carter had created.

He asked, "Who did you buy it from?" ”

"Uh...... A girl who is an astronomical volunteer, fifteen or sixteen years old. Hart described as best he could: "Long legs, big breasts, tall heads, very beautiful, girls nowadays seem to have grown up with hormones, and they are developing too well." Martin had a number in his mind.

The next day, I had to practice dancing, and the group dispersed before nine o'clock. Hart and the others stayed at the hotel, and Martin and Bruce returned to the North Hollywood apartment.

As soon as I entered the corridor on the second floor, the door diagonally opposite opened, and Jessica came out of the door, this time she was very serious, and she didn't mess up anything, and said: "Someone sent you an express, you are not at home, Antonio asked me to put it in the mailbox on the first floor, don't forget to take it." Martin said, "Thank you." Bruce quickly went downstairs and came up with a small cardboard box.

Jessica wanted to say something, but was pulled back by Emily inside. Bruce whispered, "They're getting smarter." Martin took the box, opened the door and entered the house, and Bruce followed in to get ice water from the fridge.

"Atlanta mailed it." He reminded. Martin looked at the shipping address, the Clayton community.

He asked for the saber that Bruce had brought with him, and in a few clicks he unpacked it, opening the thick shockproof foam, which contained a long strip of black cotton wrapped in black cotton.

Bruce wondered, "What is it?" And one more photo. "There was a photo pressed under the strip, and Martin picked it up, and the man in the photo was taller with long legs and big breasts, and more beautiful than before.

Lily Carter. Bruce's eyes flickered, and he looked at Martin like a pervert: "This is Elena's sister, right?" Martin's heart was open, and he naturally spoke with confidence: "This is Lily." As he spoke, he subconsciously unwrapped the long strip of package.

But when Lily's name came out, she suddenly felt that something was not right. What did Lily send to her? The black cotton cloth had been opened, and the enveloping carving was completely revealed, a blue-white affirmative water jug.

Bruce had just drunk the ice water in his mouth, and when he saw the affirmative water bottle, he choked on it and coughed violently, coughing and wanting to laugh at the same time.

Martin's face turned dark, but fortunately there was only Lao Bu, and if he opened it in public, he would have to die.

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"What did you do to people?" As soon as Bruce stopped coughing, he couldn't wait to say, "Won't it?" I think you're a pervert with stinking shit! Because it was nothing, Martin was calm: "It's just an ordinary hand-carved piece of cloth, old cloth, is your mind too filthy, and your head is full of shit?" What do you think about all day? Lao Bu wanted to ridicule again, and Martin decided to strike a fatal blow: "I heard Hart say that Sophia may come to Los Angeles, will she come to you then?" The bloody scar was revealed, and Bruce turned around and left: "I'll go back and get the gun, don't close the door!" Martin said, "I'll wait for you to come back." Bruce was tired and congested, and he never looked back.

Martin carefully looked at the affirmative water bottle carved from the horns of the bison, with edges and corners, tendons and grooves, heads and crowns, vivid.

It has also been carefully polished, and it looks like it is hand-polished. Martin put it away and put it back in the box, and found that Lily's picture had words on the back.

"Idiots who like to make bad things, give you a tool for bad hair, and I wish you an early infection with AIDS!" Martin raised his fist, but the person was not in front of him, and he could only slam it on Lily's picture.

The photos and the horn kettle were all put away and placed in the box where Martin stored the gifts. Will each of the women who meet in the future give one?

Someone seems to have done that...... The following night, Martin invited Wes Craven and the others out for a drink, during which he heard Craven mention that he had been involved with Alexander Aka.

Of course, it was not a bayonet fight, but a great collision of ideas and creativity. Both of them had an idea for a horror movie, and after communicating with each other, they found similarities, so they joined forces and merged the two into one.

Craven promised the actor to Martin, and Alexander Aga also said that he wanted to work with Martin, which is completely consistent in this regard.

The two specifically told Martin to go and discuss it together when they started writing the script, so that the actor and the actor himself could be more compatible.

Martin, of course, should take a bite. As for investments and the like, Wes Craven's horror films don't have to worry about finding money.

It's really not good, Martin still has a trick. Can be used to enlarge the summoning spell at Atlanta. Subsequently, Martin devoted all his energy to dance training, striving to perform well enough on stage.

As the Saturn Awards ceremony approached, he took time out to order men's dresses and dance costumes, and asked Bruce to rent a luxury car to participate in the rehearsals of the awards ceremony twice in a row.

This time, with sponsorship from the Beast House Club, Martin's budget and funds are quite abundant. On May 15, 2004, the 30th Saturn Awards ceremony kicked off at the Avalon Theater in Los Angeles.