American fame and fortune

New York, JFK Airport.

The sun was already setting when Blake Lively pushed his luggage out of the gate due to a flight delay.

There were quite a few pick-up people around the exit, but she didn't see Martin, only Bruce, Martin's follower.

"Hey, Blake, this way." Bruce stepped forward to take the suitcase.

Blake pushed back his blond hair and asked directly, "Where's Martin? He's not here?"

Bruce pulled the suitcase and walked out: "He couldn't call you when you were on the plane. Tonight he prepared a party for you. Many guests have arrived, so he can only go back to greet people."

Blake looked back at the airport and said, "It's all due to the flight delay."

When they came to the parking lot and put their luggage in the car, Bruce waited until Black got into the car and said, "There is a surprise."

"Thank you, Boo." Black was full of expectation.

Traffic in New York was congested, and when the car arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel, it was getting dark.

The car stopped in front of the hotel, and Bruce said, "Banquet Hall No. 2, let's go."

"It fits me?" Blake said, wearing simple jeans, a T-shirt and sneakers.

Bruce nodded, "No problem."

Black got out of the car, quickly entered the hotel, asked about the location of the No. 2 banquet hall, went upstairs and turned into a corridor, and even started to jog.

At the end of the corridor, the red wooden door of the banquet hall opened from the inside, and Martin came out from it.

Blake rushed over, hugged Martin, lifted his feet back from the ground, and rushed into his arms.

"I miss you." She only said one sentence, and hugged her harder.

Martin kissed her on the forehead: "Mitu." He patted Black on the back: "Come in, there are many guests."

Blake took Martin's hand and entered the banquet hall.

The hall was dimly lit, the music of the birthday song sounded, and in the flickering candlelight, Mene came out pushing a large cake.

Martin pushed Blake: "Two days late, hope you like it."

Blake walked over and blew out 18 candles.

The lights came on and the applause rang out.

It was only then that Blake discovered that many of the people who came to celebrate her coming-of-age ceremony were unimaginable characters.

Great director Martin Scorsese, Oscar winner Jack Nicholson, and the famous former idol Leonardo...

Blake felt like he could brag about it for the rest of his life with someone like that at her bar mitzvah party.

"Martin really put his heart into it." The little bit of unhappiness in her heart was washed away by excitement and joy.

After Martin introduced Blake to everyone present, Leonardo quietly came to the door of the banquet hall, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, waited for the ring to ring there, and hung up quickly.

Nicholson has been paying attention to Leonardo's side. At this time, he picked up a glass of wine, clinked glasses with his old buddy Scorsese, and said: "A good show is about to be staged."

Scorsese knew that the three weirdos in the crew love to mess things up, but they never affected the filming, and he didn't bother to care about it: "You and Leo planned it?"

Nicholson glanced at Martin: "Shouldn't the scumbag continue to be a scumbag? This bastard actually wanted to betray me and Leo. I can't forgive him."

Scorsese said in his heart that according to the Hollywood script, the return of the prodigal son is the right way.

Upstairs, Angela Lindelwald, Carolina, Doutzen-Kroes and Miranda Kerr, who all wore sky blue jeans and white T-shirts today, left the hiding place under the leadership of Ambrosio. room and walked towards the banquet hall on the second floor.

Among them, Angela and KK held two special telescopic rods in their hands.

Du Chen was holding the folded red banner.

Turning into the corridor leading to the banquet hall, Ambrosio said, "Get ready."

Angela and KK pulled out the telescopic rod, and Doutzen and Miranda hung the banner on the rod head.

Several people laughed up and down, thinking this was so funny.

The door of the banquet hall opened at this time, Leonardo came out from inside and asked, "Are you ready?"

Ambrosio made an OK gesture: "I'll just wait for you to open the door."

Leonardo couldn't help laughing, turned back to the banquet hall, and waved to the back: "Come in."

"Sisters, pull up." Ambrosio immediately followed.

As soon as Leonardo entered, he yelled at Martin, "Dude, there's another guest."

Martin turned his head and saw Ambrosio just in time. With his face and mental quality, of course there was nothing unusual about him.

Before he could react, Angela and KK came in one after another, holding telescopic poles in their hands, with red cloth hanging between the pole heads.

"Fake!" Martin cursed secretly, vaguely guessing that something bad had happened.

But it was too late to stop.

Blake looked curiously at the few women who came in. She knew all the first three. They were famous supermodels, and they were often seen on the covers of various fashion magazines.

What are they doing here?

Angela and KK moved very quickly. As soon as they entered the door, they walked to both sides. The telescopic pole was erected and the banner was automatically opened.

A line of extra-large gold letters on a red background is particularly conspicuous.

"Supermodel sisters congratulate Martin's friend on his 18th birthday!"

At this moment, the audience was silent.

Doutzen, Miranda and Isabella came in from the outside and shouted together: "Martin's girlfriend, happy birthday!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Unscrupulous laughter rang out, the old bastard Nicholson was rocking back and forth with laughter, Scorsese almost spit out the wine he just drank, wanted to laugh but cared about the big director's face, and coughed violently.

The rest of the crew were laughing.

Asshole trio, fighting each other every day!

Leonardo looked at Martin very badly, and said in his heart that I finally fucked you.

Martin pointed to Leonardo.

Ambrosio was not afraid of big troubles, so he waved to Martin: "Hey, dear, you promised us to attend Heidi's wedding, why not?"

Martin calmly promised: "I sent someone to deliver the congratulatory gift."

Blake looked at Martin, and then looked at a few supermodels. She was not stupid from an acting family, so she vaguely guessed some.

Martin walked that way, and Blake followed automatically.

Leonardo also deliberately winked at Martin.

Martin quietly gave him the middle finger.

Blake caught up to Martin in a few steps, took his arm, quickly adjusted his mood, and put on a warm smile specially trained to be a star: "Thank you for coming to my party, your gifts are very unique."

She took a few steps forward and took the telescopic rods from Angela and KK respectively: "I like it very much, I accept it."

Ambrosio looked at Blake with interest. Judging from her figure, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and her face was about 20 years old. According to Leonardo, this girl was only eighteen years old.

It's not easy to be able to do this at the age of eighteen.

Mind as mature as her face?

Martin took the telescopic rod and banner from Black, handed it to Bruce who followed, and said, "Welcome, please come inside."

Black also smiled and said, "Please come inside."

Leonardo gave Ambrosio a look, wanting her to continue making trouble.

Ambrosio pretended not to notice, and led a group of sisters over, and asked with a smile, "Martin, where did you find the princess, not only is she beautiful, but she also has a good personality."

Good words are never afraid of repetition, and Martin said at the right time: "Probably saved the entire universe in my previous life."

Blake glanced at Martin with a smile, took his arm again, and invited everyone into the banquet hall.

Ambrosio, KK and others entered the banquet hall and immediately went to greet Scorsese.

Blake went to cut the cake, and Leonardo came to Martin: "How about this surprise?"

Martin said: "I may have a problem with the language central nervous system of being scared. When I meet people, I will unconsciously tell them that Leonardo is called by Gisele as a mollusc that is not even as good as an octopus."

Leonardo grabbed Martin's shoulders: "Don't slander people!"

Martin reminded: "Giselle said it herself the day you broke up."

Leonardo knew that Martin wouldn't talk nonsense, so he put on a look of indifference: "If that's the case, do you think I can get so many women?"

"You used to use your face to pick up girls, but now you use your fame." While belittling him, Martin also boasted a few words about himself: "It's not like me, it's all about strength!"

Leonardo wanted to ridicule a few words, but when he thought of the bachelor party on the yacht, he couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.

After cutting the cake and dividing it, Blake finally took a piece to Martin, pointing to Ambrosio, KK and Angela Lindwall: "I'll find someone to talk to."

Martin said, "I'll accompany you."

Black stopped him: "Men should not participate in private topics between women."

She walked that way alone.

Leonardo asked: "Aren't you worried?"

Martin asked back, "Are you worried that Gisele will find out you fucked?"

Leonardo understood, and said disdainfully, "Scumbag."

Martin returned the same words to him: "Hollywood's number one scumbag!"

On the other side, Black and Ambrosio sat at a rest table. They didn't know what they were talking about. At least there was nothing wrong with them on the surface.

Ambrosio said intentionally, "You don't want to ask us, why did you pull the banner?"

Blake smiled, seemingly like a brainless licking dog: "No need, Martin is my male god, and he is right in everything he does. I was never with him before, and I have no right to ask him to do anything."

Angela and KK looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Blake added: "I was after Martin, not Martin after me."

Ambrosio had nothing to say, probably Leonardo didn't expect this girl to be such a person.

"It's not fun." KK felt bored and suggested, "Let's go."

A few minutes later, Ambrosio and others came over to say goodbye to Martin.

As the supermodel sisters left, others also left one after another.

Scorsese and Nicholson walked together and came to the special elevator room. The old man said regretfully: "I didn't expect that little girl to be very calm. If she doesn't make trouble, there will be no drama."

Nicholson said, "It's degrading your style to say that!"

Scorsese lowered his glasses: "Who stipulated that big directors are not allowed to gossip or watch the show? You have to understand one thing, art comes from life."

Leonardo came from behind at this time.

Nicholson said to him, "You're doing mediocre."

Leonardo said: "As long as Martin can't give her a bar mitzvah tonight, we win."

When the elevator came down, Scorsese walked in first.

…………

After the party was over and all the customers were sent away, Martin took Blake to his room.

Blake never mentioned about opening another room. Her visit to New York this time was like a female fan making a pilgrimage to an idol.

She looked at the room: "The conditions are good, much better than in Mexico."

Martin went to find the gift he had prepared, and said at the same time, "This is a big crew with money."

Blake looked at each room and asked, "Which one do I live in?"

"You can pick whatever you want." Martin found out the gift box and said, "Give it to me."

Blake stretched out his hand and closed his eyes cooperatively.

Martin took out the Cartier watch and put it on for Black himself.

Blake opened his eyes, surprised: "It's so beautiful!"

Martin tidied up the box and put it down: "I wanted to mail it back to Los Angeles, but then you said you were coming to New York, and I wanted to put it on for you myself, so I didn't mail it."

Blake took a step forward, with his arms around Martin's neck, and his head lifted slightly.

Martin would not hesitate, bowed his head and kissed her.

The soft and sweet kiss gradually turned intense.

Blake broke free suddenly, took a step back, and sat on the sofa: "I'll take a shower first."

Martin said, "I'll put the water in for you."

Black nodded slightly, went to pack the suitcase, took bath towels and other toiletries, and got into the bathroom.

Martin was filling the bathtub.

The male god's back was almost perfect, and Blake took a few steps back, just like when he was playing beach football and running with the ball, he threw off his long legs and rushed towards Martin.

Martin was very cooperative, and when Black bumped into it, he fell into the bathtub with a thud, and his big foot deliberately smashed hard on the water surface, and the blasted water splashed on Black like a sea wave.

With a quick pull, Blake also got into the tub, soaking wet all at once.

Blake propped himself up, faced Martin, and took off his wet T-shirt.

A dog-licking female fan, the ultimate goal of chasing idols is only one - to overthrow!

This night, Blake Lively slept with her idol!

Martin also presented her with an almost perfect coming-of-age gift.

When the sun rose again, Blake opened his eyes, saw Martin, and kissed him on the cheek. "Good morning, Blake's boyfriend."

Martin kissed her forehead: "Good morning, Martin's girlfriend."

Blake pounced on him, hugged him hard, bit and scratched, and the itchy Martin laughed.

She said: "I am sure now that all this is real, I am not dreaming, my dream has come true!"

"Be honest, do you want to sleep with me very early?" Martin, a scumbag, couldn't wait to beat him up: "Have you been plotting to push me down?"

Blake has already got it, and there is nothing to admit: "When the jeans crew first arrived in Mexico, I just thought you were handsome and strong, and I liked the type. Later, after the rattlesnake battle, I thought about how to sleep with you .”

She succeeded in planning and was very happy: "After Burbank Middle School, I swore that I would put you to sleep even if I lost my face. Don't you know, this is the best gift a female fan can give a male god."

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