Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

Nicole Kidman walked into the theater holding her husband's hand, her eyes immediately searching.

After a while, I spotted today's target—Martin Meyers.

The little guy was like a miniature adult, walking around in a serious manner, chatting and laughing with the guests.

The funny thing was, he was holding a carton of milk in his hand.

When Nicole saw this scene, she felt an inexplicable urge to laugh.

She pulled her husband's arm, glanced at Martin, and whispered, "Tom, let's go over!"

Tom also spotted Martin. After a moment's thought, he straightened his clothes, extended his arm for his wife to take, and said, "Let's go, let's head over there!"

Martin and Harvey chatted for a while, making Harvey laugh with a future joke about Jews and Germans, and then Martin shook the empty milk carton in his hand.

"Harvey, I'm going to take out the trash."

After tossing the milk carton, Martin took a couple of steps and saw a tall, cool, and sexy girl walking over with a short, handsome man on her arm.

"Nicole Kidman!"

Martin's eyes lit up.

"Hello, Martin. I'm Tom Cruise."

Tom Cruise had a friendly smile on his face as he greeted Martin first.

"Hello, Mr. Cruise."

"Hello, Martin. I'm Nicole Kidman, an actress."

Nicole also greeted Martin.

"Hello, Ms. Kidman."

In public, Martin's etiquette was always so standard and elegant, which made Nicole Kidman very fond of him.

Tom Cruise seemed to have set aside his previous unhappiness and started talking cordially with Martin.

"Your Perfect Match" was superbly played."

"Mr. Cruise, I also enjoyed your performance in "Rain Man." You delivered an actor-level performance in that. The Oscar judges who didn't choose you must be blind. Fortunately, they made the right choice for "Sweetheart.""

*(P.S.: In 1997, Tom Cruise was nominated for Best Actor at the 69th Academy Awards and for Best Actor in the Musical Comedy category at the 54th American Golden Globe Awards for his starring role in "Mr. Sweetheart.")*

The two movies Martin mentioned were both Tom Cruise's favorites. In fact, he didn't like when people thought of "Top Gun" or "Mission: Impossible" when they mentioned him, and Martin's words clearly hit a happy note.

Tom Cruise burst out laughing after hearing this, looked at Martin with a more sincere expression, and said, "Martin, you can call me Tom or Tommy."

"Okay, Tom. I didn't expect you and Ms. Kidman to come in person today. Thank you both for coming."

"Call me Nicole," Nicole Kidman corrected.

Tom Cruise gently patted Nicole's lower back, asking her to move forward a little, and then said to Martin, "Nicole received the script you sent her. She can't wait after reading it. Martin, if you have a free day, let Nicole's agent contact your agent to discuss the script."

Nicole Kidman showed a cold yet sweet smile and said, "Martin, I really like your 'Little Island' script. Are you planning to send it to anyone else?"

Speaking of this, she felt a bit nervous.

She had a wonderful feeling that this "Island" would be the launch of her career.

Martin looked at the beautiful girl with eager eyes and smiled. "However, when I originally created this script, you were my first choice for the protagonist, so I will not hand it over to anyone else without a clear reply from you."

"Really? Thank you very much!"

Nicole Kidman's eyes sparkled with surprise, and she felt increasingly comfortable looking at Martin.

Martin looked at Tom Cruise, then back at Nicole Kidman, and said, "How about tomorrow? Let's schedule a meeting somewhere to chat about the script."

"No problem, I'll have Kingsley arrange it." Tom Cruise didn't mention whether he would attend, so it was likely he wouldn't be there.

"I will go too!" Nicole Kidman said immediately.

Martin smiled slightly, "Then it's settled. Nicole, see you tomorrow."

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. It was obvious that a big shot had arrived.

Martin looked toward the source of the commotion and saw that the celebrities who came to support today were all gathered around one person.

"James Cameron, why is he here?" Tom Cruise exclaimed in a low voice.

"Sorry, excuse me."

Martin apologized to the two and then walked toward James Cameron—the most popular director in the United States today. The shock that *Titanic* had brought to people had not yet faded.

"Is it because Martin spoke up for director Cameron back then?"

Nicole looked at Martin with envy as he approached James Cameron, receiving a warm embrace.

To have such a top director show favor is definitely something that most actors in the world can only dream of.

"Hey, Martin, I should have met you a long time ago, but I've been too busy," James Cameron laughed, giving this little brother who supported him during his lowest point a warm hug.

After the embrace, Martin smiled and said, "The captain cannot leave the ship before it sets sail. I understand."

"Haha, you're a good guy. If you need any help in the future, please give me a call."

"Well, I will."

Martin declined without hesitation.

In the West, modesty is not crucial. If you refuse, the other party may think you no longer need assistance. The actors and stars around him looked at Martin with envy. Cameron's promise was quite significant—what an opportunity!

As all the guests arrived and settled in the first two rows of the theater, the audience also began to enter.

After a while, it was time for the show.

All the lights in the theater were turned off, and the big screen lit up.

The film began with an inexplicably chaotic scene—gunshots, screams, and someone lying in a pool of blood.

Many people frowned, but fortunately, this part passed quickly, and the plot shifted. Normally, people quickly forget the opening scene.

...

In the church.

The little boy played by Martin lay on his side on a chair, his whole body trembling.

A middle-aged man walked over quickly.

"Take it easy, Cole."

The psychiatrist, played by Bruce Willis, approached the bench with his briefcase and spoke gently.

The boy on the chair raised his head and glanced briefly at him before quickly lowering it again, like a frightened deer. The movement was not particularly fast, but it fully expressed a sense of nervousness and timidity.

Especially when the boy stretched out his hand to remove the statue of the Virgin from the armrest of the bench, his slightly trembling eyelashes and the fearful look in his eyes—coupled with the background music—evoked pity from the theater audience.

"I'm Dr. Malcolm. We had an appointment today, but I didn't make it. I'm sorry."

As he spoke, Malcolm sat down on a bench at the back, looked up at the ceiling of the church, and continued as if to himself:

"You know, a long time ago, Europeans used to seek refuge in churches. They came here to avoid the bad guys, to escape from those who wanted to catch and hurt them."

"Did they... avoid it?"

The boy's voice sounded timidly. He hesitantly stretched his head from behind the armrest and looked at Dr. Malcolm with his blue eyes. The camera captured a close-up of Martin's eyes.

In those clear eyes, there was a mixture of fear, confusion, and surprise. Sporadic breathing sounds came from the film critics present in the darkness.

Kevin Thomas wrote in his notebook: "The eyes—Martin's eyes—are simply a miracle; I can't describe it. Although people often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, I have never seen anyone who can express their emotions so vividly with their eyes..."

"Maybe Martin in 'The One' deserves an Oscar nomination, but in 'The Sixth Sense,' his performance is completely worthy of an Oscar statuette..."

"This is an amazing boy!"

The movie continues...