America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 219 Forced to Move
Returning to the crew, Martin began shooting the major action scenes, most of which were gun battles.

The advantages of long-term shooting practice were fully demonstrated. He was quite skilled in using several types of pistols, just like a professional shooter.

As for the difficult action scenes, the two stuntmen Buck and Lewis took turns to perform.

They have worked with Martin on The Hills Have Eyes and have similar body types.

Action director Chad personally took part in the filming of swordplay and close combat scenes with Martin.

After a fight scene was filmed, Martin had just returned to the rest area when Chris Pratt brought him a towel.

He handed it to Martin: "You know a lot. You're good with a gun and a knife."

Martin could tell the flattery was coming from this. He took the towel and wiped his sweat off his face. He then asked, "I heard you're a good dancer?"

"Yeah, don't look at me being fat, but I'm a flexible fat guy." Pratt twisted his big belly and fat butt and danced an unknown weird dance.

Martin waved at him and Pratt stopped quickly.

Mene went over and put his arm around his shoulders: "Man, you're really hardworking."

Pratt laughed cheerfully, saying that if he didn't work hard, he wouldn't be able to succeed.

Martin handed the towel to Bruce, and when he saw Chad holding a puppy and feeding it, he went over and asked, "A new dog?"

Chad held the puppy in one hand and the bottle in the other, and said, "I picked it up from the wall behind the film and television base. A few days ago, the wall was demolished and rebuilt, and a few stray dogs came in. The big dog was caught by the dog catcher, and this puppy was left behind."

Martin touched the puppy's forehead and said, "It looks a bit like a German Shepherd."

Chad seems to have studied dogs: "The bloodline should not be pure."

Martin was very happy to work with the German Shepherd because of the filming of The Hills Have Eyes: "It's good as long as you like it."

Chad asked, "Are you interested too? You can adopt it."

"Forget it." Martin was fine for fun, but raising one was too much trouble. It took a lot of his energy to deal with the constant battles. "I can't even take care of myself."

Chad stroked the dog's head and said, "In your last movie, you worked very well with dogs. When I was designing the action, I had the idea of ​​having a few dogs cooperate with Wesley in the fight, but later I thought that mice would be more suitable. After all, if dogs were to carry explosives to blow up the killer, the movie might be in trouble."

"Indeed." Martin knew what Chad was worried about: "Once people go to extremes, it's terrible."

Chad agreed, and the topic returned to the previous one: "In fact, I have always felt that the one-dog-one-person model of The Hills Have Eyes is very good, and the action scenes and plot design can be extended on this basis."

During the time Martin worked with Chad, he was sure that Chad had real talent and encouraged him, "After you finish this film, try designing."

Chad patted the puppy's head and said, "Will you let it fight with you?"

Martin smiled: "Sure."

Thomas came into the studio at this time, and Martin ended his chat with Chad and returned to his chair.

Bruce was the only one around, so Thomas said directly, "Coca-Cola has an idea. They are planning to hold a large signing ceremony to highlight the concept of the Coke Cult, and then promote advertising and other promotional activities."

Martin agreed: "Yes, but the time must be coordinated with the crew's schedule."

Thomas had the crew's schedule and said, "I'll coordinate it."

Martin added: "They have finalized the plan, I need to review it first."

Thomas nodded: "That's no problem, I've already discussed it with them."

Martin asked, "What about advertising? What was Coca-Cola thinking?"

"We have a preliminary plan to invite a famous director to shoot the film," Thomas said. "The specific candidate has not yet been determined, but from what they said, he should be a first-tier or quasi-first-tier director who has a background in commercials."

Martin was not surprised. There are many big Hollywood directors who make quick money by shooting commercials, and it seems that Scorsese has done it.

Ten minutes later, Leterrier gave the order and the filming continued.

Martin and Chad maneuvered among the frozen pork, and the prop knives kept making noises of collision.

Compared to the slow literary scenes, the action scenes progress more smoothly.

In the distance, stuntman Buck touched his bald head and asked Lewis: "Martin's skills seem to be better than when we filmed in Mexico."

"It should be that he has built up some kind of confidence." Lewis was holding the handheld game console given by Martin in his hands behind his back: "Have you seen the video of Burbank High School? In that situation, were you able to calmly do what he did?"

Buck shook his head: "I can't do it. It's not that I don't have the courage, but I'm not as fast as him."

Lewis has been in the industry for many years and has a wide range of experience. He concluded: "He has experienced more dangerous scenes in real life than those designed for movies. When shooting action scenes, he has more confidence and self-confidence, which makes him more comfortable in performing the actions."

Buck was a little surprised: "You are unprofessional. While I was playing the game console, you were thinking about these complicated problems!"

Lewis pointed at Chad and said, "Did you see him? He was a stuntman and now he's an action director and assistant director."

Buck understood: “This is indeed the right direction for us to go.”

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After a day of filming, Martin asked Bruce to drive Mene's car and quietly left the film and television base, driving around Atlanta. After the bodyguards behind him made sure that no reporters followed, Bruce drove to Marietta.

As more and more Hollywood crews come to Atlanta to shoot, the professions of paparazzi and freelance journalists are gradually flourishing in Atlanta.

After entering the Clayton community, Bruce drove the car directly into the backyard, and Martin entered Carter's house through the back door.

As soon as I entered, I found that the atmosphere was not right.

Elena, Lily and the three siblings Hall blocked the doors of the two bedrooms and prevented anyone from entering.

A woman wearing hot pants, long boots, a tight T-shirt, delicate makeup on her face, and golden brown hair curled into big waves, was staring at them with her arms crossed, swearing: "You three idiots, don't you admit that I am your mother? If I hadn't spread my legs and squeezed hard, would you have the chance to stand here?"

Elena was giving up on her mother who always ran away with someone: "I don't care who dumped you, and I don't want to know which bastard you're going to run away with next. Now that you've left, don't come back. You're not welcome here!"

Martin remembers this person, the woman Jack kidnapped, Scott's wife - Emma Carter.

She is very beautiful, but even less reliable than Scott.

Martin came out from the back hallway.

Emma turned to look at him: "The son of that bastard Jack, he actually became a big star!" She twisted her waist and buttocks and suddenly took a few steps towards him: "Handsome boy, you liked me very much when you were in middle school and always looked at me secretly. Now I'll give you a chance, let you..."

"Shut up!" Elena and Lily shouted almost at the same time.

Honest Martin had never encountered such a situation before, so he ran to Elena and Lily in a few steps, and then he felt a little safe.

Emma laughed: "Why? You don't dare? You just need a little money."

Elena strode over, raised her hand halfway, then dropped it again, pushing Emma out: "Get out! Get out!"

Emma screamed and yelled, but refused to leave.

Martin didn't know what to do, but he gave Lily a look.

Lily rushed forward. Her hands were stronger than Elena's, and she pushed Emma to the door in a few moves.

The front door suddenly opened and a black man rushed in: "Emma, ​​what's going on?"

Hall reached behind the bedroom door and pulled out a shotgun, pointing it at the black man: "Who allowed you to come in? Get out!"

Martin opened the drawer of the storage rack and found a pistol as expected. He took it out and hid it behind his back.

The black man yelled, "Hey, honey, are all the people in your family crazy? Aren't you here to get money to buy us flour?"

Emma stepped in front of the black man and shouted, "I just wanted to come back to get some money to buy flour, and you actually used a gun on me?"

Bruce in the backyard heard the noise and came into the house.

Martin made a downward gesture to him, indicating that the situation was still under control.

Elena picked up the phone: "You guys leave, if you don't leave I'll call the Neighborhood Defense League. They're not as polite as I am, they'll beat that thing of yours into a pile of rotten meat."

After Emma came back last time, she heard about the Neighborhood Defense League, which defeated a black gang in the South City and beat a black man's butt.

"Let's go first!" She pulled the black man back and said, "Don't forget, I also own this house!"

The two of them left, Elena slammed the door and put her hands in her hair: "I shouldn't have brought her back. I should have let her wander around in Hawaii!"

That being said, but what could she, as a daughter, do when her own mother begged for mercy in such a situation?

Lily lost her usual liveliness and sat down on the sofa: "What if she comes next time?"

Elena said angrily: "I want to break off relations with her."

Martin whispered to Bruce, "Go to the Peachtree Hotel and book a triple suite."

He walked over quickly, sat next to Elena, and hugged her gently: “Pack your things later and move to the hotel first.”

Lily continued, "Who would believe it if I told anyone? We idiots were forced to move by our own mother!"

Martin stretched out his finger and tapped her head: "Do you want to start a war with Emma here?"

Lily opened her mouth and wanted to curse, but then she realized that cursing Emma would be cursing herself, so she closed her mouth again.

Martin looked at Elena and proposed again: "You should go look at houses in the next few days and choose a more upscale community. I know the neighbors here are very good, but you can't live here forever. What do we work hard for? Isn't it just for better living conditions?"

Lily wanted to say that she also wanted to be the saint of the Cola Cult, but Elena's hand was right next to her, and she knew that once she opened her mouth, she would be ruthlessly suppressed with an iron fist.

Elena no longer had any expectations of her parents. For the sake of Lily and Hall, she agreed without much hesitation: "I have saved some money here, you can lend me the rest first."

"Hey, do you want me to be a black-hearted capitalist?" Martin said in a different way: "How can you hire someone to work without paying them? No matter how black-hearted a capitalist is, he can't ask people to pay for part-time jobs, right?"

Elena said nothing more and got up to pack her luggage.

Lily followed from behind and whispered, "Don't worry, I'll pay it back with you!"

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