American fame and fortune

From the edge of the pine forest, another shot and two kicks flew out, blowing up a cloud of red mist.

Leonardo spotted two familiar figures through the gap between the trees, and said, "Jack and Meryl have run away!"

Martin pulled on Erki's backpack and said, "Let's go!"

Leonardo quickly packed the homemade mortar into his bag, followed Martin and walked out of the woods.

Saoirse Ronan reacted extremely quickly and immediately followed the two of them.

Martin jumped on the buggy, followed by Leonardo.

"Wait for me!" Saoirse swooped over.

After she got into the car, the Martin drove forward.

Leonardo warned Saoirse: "Don't tell anyone about today!"

Martin gestured with his hand: "The consequences are serious."

Recalling the bad things these two sand sculptures did, Saoirse was a little worried and nodded repeatedly: "I swear to God, I will never tell anyone."

Leonardo winked at Martin. In fact, they didn't care whether others knew or not.

But along the way, no one really noticed them.

Martin said again: "Your name is Saoirse Ronan, and you are filming in the Redemption crew. I remember you."

Saoirse asked with a bitter face: "Can you forget me?"

Martin pointed to the digital camera hanging around her neck: "What are you doing in the pine forest?"

Saoirse didn't want to talk about privacy.

Leonardo took a kicker out of his pocket and looked Saoirse up and down, as if to see where it fit.

Saoirse quickly said: "I think those people are messing around in the woods. It's very interesting to watch. Recently, I have nothing to come over to take a peek. I don't have much drama today, so I brought a camera over..."

Martin stretched out his hand: "Camera."

Saoirse handed it to Martin hesitantly: "Your ones have been deleted."

Martin looked carefully at the photos he took, and found that they were all taken today, and said, "You will be beaten to death if you do this."

Saoirse is also an actress and understands what Martin means: "You won't tell other people, will you?"

Leonardo teased her deliberately: "That depends on what you do."

Saoirse retracted her body unconsciously, wanting to jump out of the car, but worried about the camera, she couldn't help regretting that she shouldn't be a voyeur...

Seeing that Leonardo was a bad guy, Martin decided to be a good guy: "Leo means that you want to give us some benefits." He has seen the big sister who is a good friend, so he naturally cut into the role of a big brother who is a good friend: " In this way, if you invite me and Leo to have a good meal, we should not know about it."

Saoirse hastened to touch her pocket.

Martin added: "It's okay to peep, it's okay to play around, don't take random pictures, you will be beaten to death."

This man is much better than Leonardo! Saoirse nodded, took out the change that added up to less than five pounds from her pocket, and said, "How about I treat you to ice cream?"

Leonardo said, "Yes."

The companions agreed, so Martin didn't say any more. He drove forward for a while, and the car stopped at the entrance of the ice cream shop on the outskirts of the commercial town.

Leonardo covered the two bags and followed Martin and Saoirse into the store.

The three of them each ordered an ordinary ice cream. Saoirse paid for it, sat at the table by the glass curtain wall, and ate slowly.

Leonardo reminds Martin: "Look outside."

Martin had already seen that there were scattered people coming back from the north, and most of them were in a panic.

Saoirse scooped up a scoop of ice cream, ate it, and said, "I saw these people today, in the woods, following Nicholson and Streep."

Leonardo said: "You started peeping when you were young, and you plan to be a voyeur in the future?"

Saoirse was a little afraid of Leonardo, so she didn't dare to answer.

"Old Jack is here." Just as Martin reminded, a battery car roared away from the ice cream shop, and Nicholson and Streep were sitting in the car.

Except for some dirt and dust on the clothes, the two of them were fine.

Leonardo said: "Jack will definitely thank us for this special gift."

"He didn't thank us well, so give him a more expensive gift next time." Martin felt that today's ice cream was particularly refreshing: "I think Jack must like our gift."

Leonardo pointed to the direction where the battery car disappeared: "I saw it, he is very happy."

The three of them ate very slowly, especially as they watched the people from the north passing by in embarrassment, they only felt that the ice cream was very delicious.

After a while, the last battery car drove up from the north. Not to mention the slow speed, the car ran crookedly, as if the driver was drunk.

The battery car was parked in front of the nearest ice cream shop. Bell and Blanchett in the car got out of the car extremely slowly as if slowing down the camera, and limped into the shop.

"Find a place to sit down and rest first." Bell said, "I called the assistant, she will..."

Having said that, he stopped automatically because he saw Martin.

Blanchett found that besides Martin, there was Leonardo, and pulled Bell: "Rest first."

Bell sat down with great difficulty, his cramped legs were extremely uncomfortable.

What's more terrible is that Blanchett's vitals were pulled when he fell, and the pain was torn.

Blanchett sat down, buttocks just touched the hard plastic chair, and bounced up, only feeling a burst of burning pain.

That hit in the woods, the buttocks first hit the ground, and the fall was too hard.

Even with Martin, Leonardo, and the staff of the ice cream shop, everyone's eyes turned.

"Help me get a soft cushion, thank you." Blanchett is worthy of being a top actor, he didn't show any abnormality, and still maintained his demeanor.

The waiter brought a soft cushion over.

Blanchett tipped first, the little butt that didn't hurt too much, and sat on the mat.

Saoirse lowered her voice to the lowest, faintly flattering: "I saw them in the pine forest, they followed Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep..."

As soon as the words came out, Martin and Leonardo roughly guessed what might have happened.

Martin gave Leonardo a look.

The bastard and the bastard had a perfect understanding, and Leonardo didn't care about the feelings of these British actors. He turned his head and asked, "Chris, are you hurt? Do you need help?"

Martin observed very carefully, and then said: "Kate, it seems that you are not feeling well, if you need help, just say it."

Blanchett didn't have a good impression of Martin, and said with a straight face, "No need."

Martin was very friendly: "If you need to tell me, Leo and I are here."

Blanchett nodded slightly. Because of the pain in her buttocks, her complexion was not very good after all.

The waiters in the shop whispered.

"Martin and Leonard are so nice, especially gentlemanly."

"It's fine that Blanche is ugly, but he's such a bad person."

"The reporter from the Sun newspaper is at the gate of the studio, and I will sell them the news when I get off work!"

Hasty footsteps sounded at the door, interrupting the private chat of these women, and the two ran into the store and came to Blanchett and Bell.

The latter two whispered a few words, and their assistants supported the boss to leave the ice cream shop.

After these people left, the three of Martin finished their ice cream and left the shop together.

After getting on the battery car, Leonardo asked, "Kid, where are you going?"

Saoirse didn't want to face the fierce Leonardo, so she tugged on the sleeve of the amiable Martin: "Can you send me back to the redemption crew?"

Martin knew where the Atonement crew was stationed, and the battery car drove there.

Seeing that Martin had a good attitude, Saoirse asked again: "Can I take a photo with you later? I really like the summer of your jeans."

The battery car passed through the small town in the service area and came to a medium-sized studio.

Saoirse got out of the car, pulled Martin, and asked Leonardo to help take a group photo.

Then she waved to Martin: "Goodbye, Martin."

Saoirse ignored Leonardo and ran into the studio.

Leonardo got into the driver's seat and said, "I found out that Nicholson should give up the position of the bastard boss. You are more jerks than him."

Martin got into the car stall and said, "Stop slandering people, the ranking of the bastard trio, Nicholson is the boss, then you, and finally me."

Leonardo looked back at the studio where the redemption crew was located: "Saoirse Ronan, how old is it?"

Martin couldn't help shaking his head: "Sure enough, only the most bastards have the most filthy thoughts! Leo, please don't be so shameless, plotting against a little girl!"

Leonardo laughed angrily, wishing he could drag the bastard into a tree together: "How could I know someone like you!"

Martin said lightly: "Because we are the same kind of people."

Leonardo was powerless to refute.

The two handed over the self-made weapons to Bruce, and hurried out of the studio, and returned to the hotel where they stayed.

After waiting for less than an hour, Nicholson came back unexpectedly.

"Hey, Jack, what's the matter?" Leonardo asked automatically, "You look so ugly?"

Nicholson took off his sunglasses, threw them on the table, looked at Martin, then at Leonardo, and asked, "Tell me, what did you two do?"

Leonardo stared habitually: "What did you do? We..."

Nicholson pointed to his brow: "You're acting."

Martin was helpless: "Leo, can you hold your breath and make some progress? Can you not use your three-in-a-row move? I dragged someone from the street, and everyone knows that Leonardo frowned and roared when he was acting!"

Nicholson shook his head: "The Oscar judges will vote for you unless they are blind."

"That's right!" Martin grabbed Nicholson's shoulders: "His level is too poor. During the awards season PR, you should speak well of me and leave Leo alone."

Leonardo, who was despised, suddenly realized that something was wrong. Martin was supposed to be with him, so why did he side with Nicholson?

Could this man be any more shameless?

Leonardo decided that he must find time to have a good talk with Nicholson and ask him to give up the position of boss. After all, the most asshole of the bastard trio can be the boss.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you are a jerk or not, the main thing is for fun.

After all, at his level, having fun is the essence of life.

It's the same with changing women, and it's the same with messing things up.