America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 253 You Dedicated Yourself to Art

Chandler Hall, Los Angeles Music Center.

There are a lot of reporters here today for the premiere of "Wanted".

Not only entertainment reporters, but also many who cover social and political affairs.

A Los Angeles city hero and a modern-day saint, the film's male and female leads shine exceptionally brightly.

It can be said that the two borrowed each other's fame and achieved success together.

In addition, several big-name movie stars, including Leonardo DiCaprio and Nicholson, were also present to show their support.

Martin and Blake made a grand entrance as the final couple, walking hand in hand down the red carpet.

Today, Martin's fan base is no longer just a handful; hundreds of fans gather on both sides of the red carpet, many of whom are members of the Cola Cult.

When he reached the middle of the red carpet, a scene similar to that at the premiere of Jeans occurred.

Hundreds of fans pulled out red cans of Coca-Cola and shouted, "Cola Cult, Forever!"

Martin responded by raising his glass.

Coca-Cola logos were everywhere at the premiere. After the routine interviews in the media area, Martin took Blake to take a photo in front of the Coca-Cola backdrop.

The two had specifically practiced their poses, striking their most handsome and charming poses while gazing deeply into each other's eyes, allowing reporters to take photos.

Male and female celebrities must show off their love!

Who cares if they die quickly or not!

Blake followed Martin into Chandler Hall and asked, "You're the leader of the Cola Cult, so I'm the leader's wife?"

Martin led her to the lounge to wait for entry, saying, "The title 'Madam' is too old-fashioned. She should be called the Holy Maiden of the Cult of Cola."

Blake asked curiously, "Like Joan of Arc?"

"No," Martin said in a low voice, "she is a saint who serves the leader of the church."

As soon as the two entered the lounge, they were spotted by Julie.

Her gaze was fixed on Martin and Blake, their fingers intertwined, and she unconsciously licked her lips. A flame ignited from below, almost burning away her reason.

The time and place were both wrong, so Julie quickly looked away and moved away from them.

Because of her saintly persona, she has to consider her public image.

On the other side, Leonardo gave Nicholson a wink, and the two appeared almost simultaneously in front of Martin and Blake.

Nicholson was anything but polite: "Martin, you have good taste, but you're not good enough for the beautiful Blake."

Martin chuckled: "You're just jealous of me."

Blake just smiled and didn't say anything.

Leonardo didn't say much at this point, but directly extended an invitation to Blake: "My party is almost ready, remember to come next week."

Martin replied, "No one can refuse Leonardo's invitation."

Blake asked, "Can I bring a female companion?"

Leonardo smiled apologetically: "Sorry, this is a men's party."

The heavy footsteps interrupted their conversation.

When Blake saw the approaching female warrior, he was somewhat surprised by her muscular physique; her bulging muscles were even more exaggerated than those of professional wrestlers.

"This is Sophia, an investor from Atlanta," Martin immediately introduced the two.

Leonardo shook hands with Sofia politely, only to find her hand as hard as a rock.

Nicholson gave Martin a strange look and winked at him.

The meaning is very clear: you've dedicated yourself to art?

Martin noticed that Sophia's gaze drifted over Nicholson, just as it had when she looked at Scott.

She was with that old bastard...

Martin introduced, "Sophia, this is Jack Nicholson. You should have seen his movies. He's a veteran actor with a very wide range of interests."

Sofia stared at Nicholson and named a few things: "The Shining, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, Perfect..."

These are all the old bastard's masterpieces, and also his proudest achievements.

But Nicholson couldn't explain why, but he had a creepy feeling about it.

It was like an old buffalo being targeted by a female hyena.

At that moment, Nicholson recalled being tied up on the yacht and brutally violated by Naomi Campbell.

He tugged at Leonardo's sleeve: "I have something to do, let's talk another day."

Sofia said, "Don't rush off, leave me your contact information."

Nicholson seemed not to hear. As a veteran movie star with a wealth of experience in the industry, he subconsciously reached out and touched his buttocks, which seemed to be both itchy and painful.

"Want Jack's contact information?" Martin was a helpful man.

Sofia kept her eyes fixed on that side: "I like him a lot and want to talk to him more."

Martin is such a good person, of course he wouldn't refuse, especially since he's a kept man and Sophia is his sugar daddy!

He found out the old bastard's contact information and gave it to Sofia.

In return, Sophia asked, "Has that fat guy, the one named Harvey, been causing trouble lately?"

Martin thought for a moment and said, "Not for now."

Sofia declared defiantly, "I really dislike that fat guy. If he gives you trouble with projects, just call me. I'll fly over and show him what it means to not mess with Georgians!"

Martin replied, "I will."

Sophia completely ignored Blake's presence next to Martin and said directly, "Remember that fat guy in Atlanta? Scott has plenty of experience dealing with those kinds of people!"

Martin thought to himself, "Could it be that he's been messed with so much that he's naturally gained experience in messing with people?"

Sofia saved Nicholson's contact information and left.

Blake then asked, "What are you saying? I don't understand."

Martin vaguely stated, "There's been some infighting in the investment world involving Harvey Weinstein. That guy tried to snatch up investments, but Sophia scared him off."

Blake's parents, both industry insiders with ample knowledge of the circle, expressed some concern: "She invested in your film, what about you and her?"

She knew Martin came from the very bottom of Atlanta's society, and that climbing up the ladder must have come at a price: "I don't mind that, but I'm worried about you. After all, she's stronger than Tyson, what if..."

Martin shook his head: "Don't worry, I don't have that kind of relationship with her. I can bring her benefits, so they chose to invest in me."

He certainly wouldn't tell the truth, since it involved too many messy things.

At this moment, Daniel from Warner Bros. clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention and said loudly, "Please enter in an orderly manner."

Including Blake, the guests came out one after another and walked towards the hall.

The film crew was the last to leave.

Martin walked alone at the back of the film crew.

Julie suddenly stopped, and after he came over, she said in a low voice, "I'll be going to the restroom during the movie."

Martin pretended not to understand: "Did you drink too much water?"

"There are plenty now." Julie stared at him, almost reaching out her hand.

Martin whispered, "You're insane!"

"That's because you and Blake drove me crazy!" Julie shamelessly pinned the blame on Martin: "I wouldn't go crazy if you didn't show off your love for her in front of me."

Martin pointed to her impeccably fitted dress and reminded her, "Was it sewn on right away? You won't be able to put it back on after you take it off. Are you planning to go back naked?"

Julie couldn't ruin her saintly image, so she said helplessly, "I'll be waiting for you at the hotel tomorrow morning, the usual place."

Martin didn't say much. He followed the crew into the theater and, amidst enthusiastic applause, went up to the small stage in front to take a group photo.

Chandler Hall, which can accommodate 2000 spectators, was packed to capacity.

Justin, a Coca-Cola executive who had come all the way from Atlanta, looked down from the second floor into the private room and saw a large number of red items.

The members of the Cola Cult wore matching red commemorative T-shirts.

This is also one of the marketing campaigns that Coca-Cola launched in collaboration with the film crew.

Thomas, who was in the private room with him, said, "His influence is growing."

Justin nodded: "The concept that Martin created has endless appeal."

Thomas came with a mission: "Recently, Martin had a new idea to create an official website for the Coca-Cola cult, which would also serve as an activity base for his fans, in order to help Coca-Cola further expand its market and influence."

The idea of ​​building a website had been around for a long time, but due to insufficient funds, it had not been able to materialize until now.

Justin stated, "With the internet booming, the Cult of Cola definitely needs a fixed base online."

Thomas seized the opportunity and said, "We can also hold more events in the name of the Cola Cult."

"Once we get back to Atlanta, I'll write a detailed report for my superiors." Justin felt this matter had great potential: "Do you have any ideas or plans? Let's finalize some details first."

Thomas said, "No problem, we'll find a place to talk in detail after the premiere."

Justin glanced at the big screen: "From you guys to Warner Bros., you're all confident in the film's success."

Thomas smiled with particular confidence: "Professional predictions suggest that the North American box office will not be less than $1 million."

Justin nodded slightly. For the Coca-Cola Group, the greater the influence of its spokesperson, the better.

In the theater, a few seats closer to the front were occupied by Jones and his daughter, Gillian, Harold, Kane, and others from the Coty community.

They all received VIP tickets gifted to them by Martin.

Jones looked at the thousands of viewers and said to his daughter, "Jenna, I wish your movies could be shown like this."

Jenna, with her blonde hair styled in wavy curls, shrugged: "The FBI will definitely invite me for coffee."

Harold glanced at the eccentric father and daughter and thought to himself that if Saint Valley's films could be shown in theaters, Hollywood and West Hollywood might become one.

He ignored what was happening there and asked Kane, "How did you lose to Martin in the shooting competition?"

Kane said, "He's a very good shot, especially at stationary targets. It's normal for him to lose to you. Don't worry, I'm not throwing the game because I'm doing this for his publicity."

Harold had specifically researched Martin's background: "If this arrest warrant achieves its intended effect, two of Martin's films will have grossed over $100 million at the North American box office, and our community will have another big star."

He thought for a moment and said, "We must have Martin participate in the next theater festival; it will help promote community activities."

The big screen then lit up, and the lights on the ceiling gradually went out.

After the Warner Bros. opening credits, the premiere screening officially began.

This is a story about a weak, poor loser who is bullied, but after meeting the female protagonist, he levels up and defeats monsters all the way. The whole story serves to showcase the cool action scenes, especially the shooting and design of the gunfights, which are truly amazing.

Compared to the silly protagonist he once was, Martin is much more assertive after shedding his poor, loser persona.

For example, he almost killed his ex-girlfriend and the woman he was having an affair with.

After beating the two men, he dragged the female lead in from outside the door and kissed her passionately.

In short, after the male protagonist's identity changes, his personality gradually becomes more assertive, which is more in line with the common people's imagination of a poor loser who rises to the top overnight, with the most typical elements of beauty, power and money.

He controls the life and death of others, has money to enjoy life, and has a female protagonist by his side, all without losing his principles and bottom line.

As expected, there will be two more chapters in a bit.

(End of this chapter)