America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 249 Real Street Photography

At the Hyatt Regency Los Angeles, an ordinary car drove into the underground parking lot. Blake Lively took out her phone, glanced at the room number Martin had sent her, got out of the car, entered the private elevator lobby, and took the elevator to the top floor.

The double elevator doors opened to both sides, and Blake immediately spotted her crush.

Having just returned to Los Angeles from out of town, she couldn't wait to come over.

Martin stood in the doorway, smiling at her.

"ah--"

Blake screamed and pounced on him like a cannonball being fired.

The person bumped into Martin, and even their feet were lifted up.

Martin hugged her tightly and carried her into the room.

Blake, that sycophant, opened his mouth and bit Martin's face.

The door closed, and Martin slapped her shapely buttocks with a "smack," saying, "You bit the wrong spot!"

Blake loosened his teeth, jumped off him, revealing two rows of neat, beautiful teeth: "I didn't bite the wrong part. I'll bite and taste every part of you, every single one."

The act of a simp who drools over their male idol has reached a certain level of perfection.

The female fans are incredibly enthusiastic and considerate; they simply let their idol lie down.

Therefore, a storyline that can be placed in Saint Valley can appear, a story that male god and female fans cannot describe.

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Sherman Oaks, Martin's neighbor Gillian Flynn, returned to the Coty neighborhood as dusk fell after a busy day.

In a car parked on the side of the road, the driver's side window was rolled down, and Bruce shouted over there, "I'm here."

Gillian received a call from Martin during the day and immediately got into the passenger seat: "Old Brooks, what's wrong that we can't talk about over the phone?"

Bruce said, "Here's a big story for your entertainment weekly."

Gillian immediately thought, "I remember the next issue's cover features Martin and 'Wanted'."

"That's not all," Bruce said briefly. "Martin and Blake Lively, the star of 'The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants,' are officially dating. It hasn't been officially announced yet, but how about we see some news and photos in entertainment magazines?"

Gillian, who was the deputy editor of the celebrity section, immediately launched into the topic: "I remember that Blake was one of the 16 people that Martin directly saved. It's a classic case of a hero saving a beauty, and the beauty falling in love with the hero. If we just make a little bit of a fuss about it, the topic will definitely go viral."

Bruce said, "The production team and Warner Bros. will also communicate with Entertainment Weekly. You can give them a push and try to get better coverage."

When the other party presented her with news, Gillian appropriately replied, "No problem, I'll keep an eye on it." She then asked, "Do you need me to send reporters to help you take photos?"

Bruce shook his head: "No need, I'll give you the photos later."

"I'm waiting for your big news." Gillian got out of the car and went straight home.

Bruce took out his phone and called Thomas first. When he was about to call Martin, he considered his old friend's strength and sent him a text message instead.

After a while, a message came back from the other end.

Bruce knew Martin was busy, so he drove to the satellite city of Venice and called Khloé Kardashian on the way to ask her out for drinks.

Kim was busy and went to New York, so Bruce easily found a reason and excuse not to ask his sister out, but to ask his younger sister out instead.

The following day at noon, the costume designer and stylist hired by the production crew entered the suite and began to style Blake.

Martin, of course, couldn't escape either.

While the hairdresser was styling his hair, Blake asked with concern, "You didn't pay for this, did you?"

"No," Martin said, sitting down next to her. "Why do you ask that?"

Blake lowered his voice: "If they make you pay out of your own pocket, I'll go to Dad and have his project team reimburse me."

Martin reached out and hooked Blake's finger around his: "It's been a long time since anyone cared about me like this."

Blake gripped Martin's fingers tightly with his other hand and gently tickled them: "You're not only my boyfriend, you're also my idol."

Martin can only say that Blake did everything a normal female fan could do.

As for abnormal female fans, it's best not to consider them.

For example, Manson's female fans are terrifying.

Martin then asked, "What script did your father buy?"

"It's called Elvis and Annabelle," Blake said simply. "A love story."

She added, "My father is also discussing another project with Warner Bros. I don't know the specifics, but I do know it's a campus comedy set in New York, which might be made into a TV series."

Martin nodded: "This style suits you very well now."

The stylist quickly came in, and the carefully selected casual clothes not only suited Martin and Blake's personal style, but also highlighted their figures and made it immediately clear that they were a couple.

At 3:30 pm, a group of more than ten people set off.

Three minivans were the first to head to Malibu as a preliminary checkpoint.

Blake got into Martin's Escalade, and Bruce drove up behind him.

Thomas called while we were on the way: "There aren't many people here now, hurry up and get over."

Kerr quickly arrived at the shore not far from Jeffrey's restaurant and stopped in an open space.

The stylist rushed over, checked Martin and Blake's makeup, gave the cameraman an OK sign, and said, "Let's begin."

Martin took Blake's hand and walked along the coastline toward the beach.

Although the two were dressed casually, their carefully designed looks made them both handsome and beautiful.

The photographer set up his camera, dissatisfied with the lighting, and shouted, "Put up the light shield!"

An assistant immediately carried a sunshade onto the field and stood beside Martin and Blake, walking with them along the beach.

Blake was mentally prepared, but it was his first time shooting street photos like this, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

The photographer advised, "Blake, relax, be natural. You're just on a normal date with Martin."

Blake didn't speak, adjusting his breathing and pace.

Martin said softly, "From now on, when we go shopping, there will be ten times as many cameras following us as there are today. Get used to it as soon as possible."

Blake nodded vigorously, turned around, hooked his arm around Martin's neck, lifted his leg, and kissed him, then shamelessly stuck out his tongue.

She did all of this smoothly and naturally, her face and body radiating genuine joy.

The assistant, carrying the sunshade, was fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), cursing inwardly while still having to adjust the angle to match the couple's kissing.

A photographer needs to take photos that are not only beautiful but also look like street photography, which is a real test of skill.

After their passionate kiss, Martin took Blake's hand and continued walking, chatting about their fun times in Mexico.

Blake kept laughing at his antics; if you ignored the sunshade, it would have looked like a normal shopping trip.

Many of the beautiful and cool "street photos" of celebrities and supermodels are actually taken in this way.

Moreover, most of them have established media partnerships.

Martin and Blake leaned on the railing by the shore, quietly watching the sunset.

The photographer has taken nearly a hundred photos, and in the end, only about ten will be selected.

As Blake watched the sun dip below the horizon, he said, "How wonderful it would be to watch the sunrise and sunset together like this every day."

Following the usual script, Martin should say something like, "I will always be by your side."

But as a man of principle, he said, "Therefore, we must seize every beautiful moment."

Blake nodded, leaned in, and kissed Martin again in the sunset.

An eighteen-year-old girl, fully enjoying the beauty of love.

Martin pointed to the famous Jeffrey's Restaurant in Malibu in the distance and said, "I've made a dinner reservation, let's go."

To ensure good street photography results, Blake only ate a little for breakfast and didn't eat lunch at all.

She was hungry too, and grabbed Martin, saying, "I want to have a fancy meal."

Martin quickened his pace, got into the Cadillac, and called out, "Old Brooks, drive!"

Bruce remained calm: "Wait a moment, let the photographer go first."

Martin and Blake could only wait a few minutes, believing that one should love what one does.

The photographer arrived near the restaurant, chose a spot, and then called.

Bruce then drove over.

The Cadillac Escalade stopped at the restaurant entrance, and the photographer filmed the entire process, from Martin leading Blake out of the car to the two walking hand in hand into the restaurant, taking dozens of photos.

Martin went to the west side of the restaurant to enjoy the sunset and savor the food.

Overwhelmed with affection, the female fan almost couldn't contain her excitement and dragged her idol to the sea and sunset for a quickie.

While the two were enjoying themselves, those outside continued to carry on with heavy burdens.

Bruce picked up his phone and made a call: "Thomas, tell them to hurry up and submit the selected photos to me by nine o'clock tonight. I'll send them to Entertainment Weekly."

"I understand." Thomas, not even having time for dinner, urged the others to get into the van: "Let's go, let's go, hurry back to the studio, there's work waiting for us!"

The crew paid the overtime wages in full, and the cameraman, who made his living from this, immediately packed his equipment, got in the car, and headed straight for Burbank.

On the way, Thomas ordered a pizza and asked the restaurant to deliver it directly to Warner Bros. Studios.

He also had to work overtime, and he had to personally review all the selected photos before he could feel at ease.

At 8:30, Bruce drove Martin and Blake back to the Hyatt Hotel. After waiting for a while at the hotel entrance, Thomas drove up.

The two met Gillian Flynn together in the hotel's coffee shop.

The latter, upon receiving the photo, returned home and spent the entire night studying it and writing, displaying the passion he had for creating a novel.

The latest issue of Entertainment Weekly is out, featuring Martin Scorsese in his "Wanted" look on the cover, and the opening page features a photo of Scorsese and Blake holding hands, enjoying the sunset together.

"After being rescued from thugs by Martin Davis, Blake Lively chose to fall in love with her hero!"

Meanwhile, Martin also posted a photo on his blog of him and Blake making heart shapes with their hands.

Bruce sent some of the photos he had taken of Martin and Blake in private to paparazzi such as Jody.

Gossip media outlets followed suit.

"Martin and Blake, the darlings of the world."

Gossip newspapers like "American Rumors" are even more exaggerated.

"Blake Lively once said that Martin was her idol, her hero, her god, and now she embraces all of those qualities!"

(End of this chapter)