American fame and fortune

In the new week, Martin ended his vacation and started a new job.

After a long preparatory period, the crew of "The Departed" is about to enter the shooting stage.

Before the crew went to New York to shoot, they held a script meeting and meeting with the main creators at Warner Pictures.

Ten minutes later, he came out of the bathroom, patted Allen's wrinkled face lightly, and said, "Honey, keep sleeping, I'm going to the set."

"I know." Alan let go of his hand, feeling so comfortable that he didn't want to get up at all: "For the sake of your excellence last night, I remind you and your boss that it's not easy to mix with big crews, especially in a situation like yours. The direct competitor at the time of the audition was still on the set."

"Any suggestions?" Mene asked.

Allen didn't answer, but said instead, "I'll wait for you here and come back at night."

Uncle Mene's heart was ruthless, he recovered during the day, and at night he must be so sweet that she begged for mercy: "I'll be there on time at seven o'clock in the evening."

Allen said unhurriedly: "In Scorsese's eyes, only the Oscar's best director statuette is now, and anyone who hinders him from winning the award will become his enemy, so in the crew, no matter what happens, don't interfere." Shoot and work."

She stretched her waist: "In addition to Scorsese, Leonardo has the most say in the crew. He recommended your boss in the crew. Let's have a good relationship with Leonardo in private. It's not bad for you guys." .”

Mene nodded and said, "See you tonight."

After leaving the hotel, he drove to the Warner Pictures building, waited in the lobby for a while, and met Martin and Bruce.

"Boss." Mene took the initiative to find him.

Martin greeted him: "Let's go up together."

Mene told Martin what Allen said as he walked.

Martin patted Menet on the shoulder: "We are kind to people, and we strive to be good people everywhere, but a good person is not a wimp, but when a bad person does something bad, we have to beat the bad person to the ground."

Mene said: "Boss, what do you say and how I do it."

Martin and Mene entered the crew meeting room together, and there were six or seven people sitting around the long meeting table.

The meeting room was very messy, with a lot of things thrown on the floor and on the table.

There is a miniature doll lying at the door, half of a black cylinder is exposed in a key place, a small ball tied with a belt is thrown on the nearby ground, and there is a black flowering whip like a whisk in front of it.

Looking inside, there are at least a dozen kinds of fun toys.

This made Martin subconsciously suspect that he had gone to the wrong place. It was not Scorsese's crew that came, but Jenna's crew.

Martin's gaze quickly shifted from these to the person sitting first on the left side of the conference table.

Judging by appearance alone, this man was born to be a villain.

Jack Nicholson!

From the eyes of others, Martin guessed that these toys were related to Nicholson.

He stepped over the mini-doll and came to the right of the conference table.

According to the crew's default rules, the first seat must be Leonardo's.

Martin either sits in second, or sits where Jack Nicholson is now.

But he found that the second chair had a cushion, the usual kind.

Some people like to put a softer cushion on the office chair or meeting chair.

Martin glanced at the others' chairs.

Without hesitation, he gave up the second chair representing the status of the crew and sat in the third place.

Mene sat on the other side of him.

Jack Nicholson turned his head to look at Martin, with a split smile at the corners of his mouth, just like the evil clown he played.

Martin smiled at him too, but said nothing.

The two had no past contact.

In the next few minutes, other crew members came in one after another. Most of them were a little surprised when they saw the sex toys all over the floor. Among them, the veterans naturally looked at Jack Nicholson.

Jack Nicholson clearly isn't doing this for the first time.

Leonardo came in at this time and couldn't help laughing when he saw the mini doll: "Is there a big free gift?"

Martin greeted him: "Hi, Leo."

Leonardo nodded at him, and said directly: "You are amazing, you made Kate so happy, be careful when Sam comes to ask you to fight."

Knowing he was talking about Sam Mendes, Martin couldn't help laughing: "Me and Kate are pure friends."

Matt Damon came in from the door at this time, glanced at the seat, saw that the second seat next to Leonardo was empty, and sat on it unceremoniously.

He sat in the middle, and Martin and Leonardo lost interest in chatting.

Matt Damon greeted Leonardo, turned around and extended his right hand to Martin: "You have done a very remarkable thing."

Whether the words were referring to the Burbank High School incident or something else, Martin didn't bother to guess, shook hands with Damon, and the omnipotent words jumped out immediately: "I'm your fan, super fan, Bourne is so cool."

Honest people can't be like Damon. Damon followed Martin's words and said, "You are a movie fan, and you surpass the stars you like."

Martin hit back head-on: "When fans love a star to the deepest point, something just happens."

Damon laughed, his smile was very simple and honest just like his appearance.

Director Scorsese finally came in, glanced at the special supplies all over the floor, and said, "Jack, you're doing this again!"

Nicholson smiled with an evil feeling: "Just having a meeting is so boring, add some fun."

Scorsese had known each other for almost thirty years, and he didn't care too much. He pulled out his chair and sat down, and said, "The reading of the script will begin."

Everyone took out the script and read it carefully.

The assistant director turned on the slide projector, and Scorsese explained the complex relationship between the plot and the characters based on his own homework.

When Scorsese finished his explanation and picked up the kettle to drink, Nicholson suddenly took out a small remote control from his pants pocket and pressed it.

puff--

The sound of farts spread throughout the meeting room, loud and long.

The voice was on the side of Martin and Leonardo, and the two heard it most clearly, so they turned their heads at the same time and looked at Matt Damon in the middle.

Everyone's eyes immediately followed Martin and Leonardo, and looked towards Matt Damon.

After the farts cleared, Matt Damon was very innocent: "It's not me."

Nicholson quietly pressed the remote again.

puff--

Loud and long farts came from under Matt Damon's ass.

There are strange faces on everyone's face.

Leonardo moved back unconsciously, as far away from Damon as possible.

Matt Damon stood up suddenly, grabbed the upholstered chair, and asked loudly, "Who? Who did it!"

Several people secretly looked at Jack Nicholson.

Martin smiled at Nicholson, who would normally be sitting in Matt Damon's chair.

Unexpectedly, Nicholson took out the remote control, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "I did it. This kind of thing will be very boring and boring. I always have to find some fun."

He looked at Matt Damon: "A little prank, you don't care about an old man, do you?"

Matt Damon throws the mat on the conference table.

Nicholson didn't wait for Matt Damon to get angry, and said to Martin: "Originally, I wanted to make a joke with the Los Angeles...no, the American hero, but I didn't expect the hero to sit in that position and chose another one. "

Matt Damon turned his head and glanced at Martin. Seeing Martin's face full of surprise and innocence, he could only sit back on the chair.

Mene wanted to move, but Martin grabbed him quietly, turned his eyes to Nicholson, smiled and nodded at him.

Nicholson didn't care at all, he did too many similar things.

Scorsese finished drinking the water at this time and said: "Jack, this is the end of your prank, don't appear on the set again."

"I promise!" Nicholson said.

If Martin realizes it, Scorsese has an unusual relationship with the old bastard.

The script reading went smoothly afterwards, and everyone seemed to have forgotten about it.

When the meeting was over and Scorsese left, Matt Damon got up and walked out.

Regardless of the others, Martin came to Leonardo: "Want to go out for a drink someday?"

Leonardo said another thing: "I heard from Kate that you organized a very good theme party, and even that picky old man Wes Craven conquered."

Martin nodded: "There is such a thing."

Leonardo lowered his voice: "New York is a gathering place for supermodels, I plan to contact a few, rent a yacht or a mansion to hold a party, can you help me plan it, just these parties in the circle, it's not fun to play. "

Two sets of plans automatically emerged in Martin's mind, one of which was Leonardo's favorite water gun party.

But after thinking about it, this guy likes this mouth, and he must have played it a lot in private.

"What level of model?" he asked.

When it comes to supermodels, Leonardo is quite confident: "As long as I send an invitation to Victoria's Secret Angels, someone will definitely come."

Martin asked again: "Are they willing to cooperate?"

Leonardo is not generally conceited in this regard: "Of course."

Martin agreed: "I will think about it during this time."

Suddenly, a big head stretched out, Jack Nicholson, a guy who didn't play cards according to common sense, lay on the conference table, sticking out his head like a turtle: "You two bastards, count me in." , or I will call and report you!"

Martin looked at the old man who looked like a villain, but couldn't see through him at all.

Nicholson snorted coldly: "I just live as I please, and I can do whatever I want, unlike you, who put a mask on my face every day."

I forgot which Hollywood star made the fart pad, I remember there was such a gossip