Entertainment: Start with Succubus and play Hollywood

"Martin, are you and the two little princes here?"On the way back, Nancy asked curiously in the car

"It's just another small bet, it's okay."Martin waved his hand carelessly.

Nancy secretly said:"I hope so."

She now discovered that her little nephew's ability to cause trouble is not inferior to his other talents!

Martin was in a very happy mood. He fell asleep quickly after returning to the hotel, completely unaware that he was at the charity dinner. His performance has slowly begun to ferment, and his name has appeared on the desks of many paparazzi.

"Deanna's godbrother, the man William and Harry call uncle"

"The song"War Song" shocked everyone with his skills"

"The boy who made Grant Brook bark like a dog!"

"A young actor from the United States, the protagonist of the cast of"A Match Made in Heaven" plays two roles."

The paparazzi in England became interested in this eleven-year-old boy named Martin Meyers.

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"There are already paparazzi following me?"

On the way to Max Martin's studio, Martin couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at the motorcycles following the car.

Nancy said with a matter-of-fact expression:"This is normal, you are in Miss Dayna What happened at the charity gala was quite big, and Dayna even publicly admitted that you are her godbrother."

"You should know that ever since her divorce, she has been the target of the Fleet Street paparazzi. Now that you have a connection with her, the paparazzi will definitely not let you go."

"You don't seem worried?"

Nancy has been watching Martin's condition and found that her nephew has always been very calm.

He is neither unhappy nor excited. He is just in a state of indifference.

Faced with Aunt Nancy's doubts, Martin He smiled and said,"Why should you worry? Aren’t paparazzi and celebrities complementary to each other?"

"Celebrities need to rely on paparazzi to increase their exposure, and paparazzi need to rely on materials that expose celebrities to make money. In fact, both parties need each other!"

"Aunt Nancy, I will have a few words with these paparazzi when we get off the bus later, and give them some news material as appropriate."

Nancy was surprised again, and then quickly relieved.

Well, this is genius!!!

Martin's car stopped at the door of Max Martin's studio.

Martin arranged his clothes and got out of the car.

Several motorcycles and two The car also stopped quickly, and the paparazzi who were sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle and the co-pilot of the car got out of the car and ran over.

Martin deliberately waited for a moment.

After the paparazzi rushed over, he turned around and said with a smile:"Everyone, Don't worry, I'll give you five minutes for the interview."

Nancy didn't get out of the car. She sat in the car and watched Martin chatting in front of the paparazzi. She didn't feel embarrassed at all or excited about sudden fame.

This kid, tsk tsk, is really suitable for the entertainment industry.

"Yes, Sister Dayna and I are siblings now, and she is my eldersister."

"Grant Brook? Yes, I made a bet with him. I won and he lost, so he learned how to bark like a dog."

"revenge? You can think that not only did he deliberately break the appointment with me, but he also betrayed Sister Dayna's friendship. His character is so low, shouldn't I take revenge?"

"Besides, I didn't do anything against the law. In the Middle Ages, I probably would have thrown my gloves at him."

"That's right, I came to Mr. Marx's studio this time to collaborate with him on a trance album."

"I think Mr. Marx is not as famous as Grant Brook, but I think his ability will never be inferior to him, or even better."

Five minutes later.

Martin interrupted the paparazzi's continued questions and said with a smile:"Okay everyone, the time is up. I can't keep Mr. Marx waiting. This is the end of this interview."

As he said this, he waved to Nancy in the car. Nancy got out of the car and the two walked into Marx's studio.

Nancy thought that these paparazzi would continue to pester her, but unexpectedly, these guys turned out to be obedient. Leaving without any intention of stalking.

How weird?

When did the paparazzi on Fleet Street become so obedient?

Nancy was confused.

Also confused were the paparazzi.

"Why should I leave? Shouldn't we chase and take a few more photos, preferably to make the other person panic or angry and show their ugly face?"

"Damn, I still have a few more emotionally demanding questions that I haven’t asked yet. I forgot about them just now."

"Guys, were we too gentle just now? Many methods were not used!"

"I think so"

"I said, what do you think?"

"us? Aren't you the same? You behave like a dog."

But soon they found reasons for themselves

"It must be Martin's cooperation that makes me feel better, right?"

"Although Martin is from a rural area in the United States and is not very young, he is very much a gentleman!"

"This kid doesn't seem to think of us as enemies"

"Do you think Martin is very relatable?"

"That's right"

"I think so too"

"This kid will definitely be successful in the future."

Max Martin's studio is a four-story building.

It is rented.

Because it is close to the suburbs, the price is not expensive.

When Martin and Nancy came in, he was already waiting in the recording studio on the second floor.

"Come on, Martin, let's try it out first."

Without any pleasantries, he couldn't wait.

Martin walked into the recording studio and played"Landscape of Hometown" first.

His ever-changing throat voice vividly expressed the beauty, longing, separation and other emotions of this pure music.

Nancy, who also put on the headphones, was completely stunned. She couldn't help but miss her hometown in Pennsylvania, her mother and the dead old man...

On the other side, the more emotional Max Martin had already shed tears of sadness. , pictures of the hometown scenery came to mind...

After one song.

The recording studio was silent, and the two staff members hired by Marx were also immersed in the artistic conception of the music, unable to extricate themselves.

Until Martin pushed away the recording He opened the shed door and asked,"How do you feel?"

Only then did everyone wake up. Max

Martin gave a thumbs up with a look of amazement and said with emotion:"To be honest, I have never heard such music that touches people's hearts, even if I listen to Mozart or Beethoven, my Emotions are rarely so agitated"

"Maybe it’s because you hear them too much."Martin shrugged his shoulders.

"maybe."Marx then replied and immediately got down to business:"Martin, I was originally thinking about using some musical instruments to match your voice, but now I have changed my mind."

"Your throat and vocal cords are the best instruments!"

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