MTL - American Fame and Fortune-Chapter 137 tear apart, tear apart

Chapter 137: Tear apart, tear apart

The football training camp has begun. Martin holds a tactical board in his hand and a whistle hanging around his neck. He stands in front of the goal and directs the female players to train in a serious manner.

 As he blew the whistle, the ring began.

 Six female players gathered in a circle, and the tallest Latin girl took the initiative to ask for the ball.

 Martin shouted: "Play the ball, don't hesitate, this is the basis for fast passing and cutting, right! That's it, speed up!"

The tall female player Aisha kicked the ball away, and the ball rolled quickly towards Martin.

 She had played football with Martin on the beach, and the wind rushed over and hit Martin with a bang.

 Martin was knocked all over, but he did not fall down and supported Aisha.

　　Director Karpis called out Kapi without any surprise: “Do it again.”

 Martin helped Aisha up and reminded: "Be careful, don't rush so fast."

Elsa turned her back to the director, but winked at him: "How about it? It's soft, right? Let's go for a walk on the beach together in the evening?"

These Mexican young actors specialize in practicing English in order to get more opportunities.

 Martin had no intention of doing this, so he calmly said: "Get ready quickly, the filming is about to start."

Aisha added: "I know a lot."

　　A serious person like Martin would not understand at all: "I'm sorry."

Aisha said again: "Give me a chance."

 Martin raised his hand and shouted: "Makeup artist, I need to touch up my makeup."

 Aisha pursed her lips and could only go back to grab the circle.

 The filming restarted, Martin shouted again, and the ring competition started again.

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 Martin stood in front of the penalty area again and guided the female players to practice shooting.

 His shots are all of this cool type, and do not require complex characters or intense emotional conflicts.

The one with the most NG shots was Martin personally demonstrating the shot.

The penalty area line looked not far from the goal. It was not easy to kick the ball out of an angle and into the goal. Martin's first kick was so hard that it shot into the sky.

The next two kicks were within the goal range, but rolled towards the goalkeeper.

Capiz didn’t want to waste time and let Martin shoot in a standard manner, regardless of where the ball went.

Then let the local football coach take the field and take a shot. If necessary later, the editing will be completed.

 Taking a break from filming, Martin just came under the sun umbrella, and Blake sat next to him on time.

"You're not good at sports?" Blake looked at Martin's almost perfect figure: "You shouldn't be."

Martin said simply: "I played football a few times many years ago, but I haven't touched it since. This is not the sport I am good at."

Blake wanted to know more and asked, "What are you good at?"

Martin said: "Ride, shoot and fight."

Blake blinked and asked deliberately: "Are you talking about what I thought?"

 Martin knocked on the armrest of the chair: "I am a serious person, don't say anything disrespectful to me."

 Blake stopped talking and sat sideways on the chair, quietly admiring Martin's every move.

Suddenly, she remembered something and reminded Martin: "My brother Eric, you met at WMA Company, he came to visit."

 Martin didn't know what she meant by this.

 Blake looked around and didn't see his brother, so he pointed to his head: "He is a bit stupid and sometimes does stupid things."

Martin said: "I won't pay attention to him."

 The makeup artist came over to touch up the makeup at this time, and the filming was about to start again.

Blake picked up the script and shook it: "We're going to finish the work and go to the beach to do the scene?"

 “Okay.” Martin stood up and walked to the set.

 The most important scenes of the two characters all take place on the beach.

Not far away, Aisha opened a bottle of water and looked over at the resting area.

 Blake, who has blond hair tied into a ponytail, is like a princess on the set. She likes to call directors and producers uncle, and no one wants to mess with her.

  The other three female leads in the same group had to give way to her.

Elsa spat a mouthful of water on the ground and cursed: "Bichi!" She looked at Martin again, remembering just now: "You rotten man!"

 She has paid a lot to be able to join this crew, and she dreams of getting a plane ticket to Los Angeles.

The teacher at the acting school once told her not to trust middle-aged and old men. They would leave after they coaxed them to get what they wanted.

 Young people are more likely to be impulsive.

 The target she chose was only a supporting role in the crew, but in another crew with a similar investment, she was the absolute protagonist.

Nearby, one of the heroines, Amber Tamblyn, heard Elsa's words and followed Elsa's face to see Martin and Blake.

 Aibo recalled what team Elsa was on, found Erica with whom she had the best relationship, and went to the locker room together.

Aisha finished filming today's scene and went back to the dressing room to take a shower and change clothes.

 After taking a shower, I heard the voices of two girls talking across a row of closets.

“Blake is very close to that Martin Davis. Are these two people getting together?”

"possible."

"It must be true. Yesterday, someone saw them secretly making an appointment to meet on the hotel beach. Later, they went back to Blake's room together and stayed there for a long time before coming out." "Yes, I heard from the makeup artist that they made an appointment on that beach again today. Meet up."

“Blake’s brother, what’s his name? Yes, Eric. He came to visit the crew. It would be wonderful if he knew.”

 “The tall man with blond hair? He looks so secure, my type.”

“Stop being so arrogant, Eric doesn’t like you. His father is a producer and powerful in Hollywood…”

 Aisha got dressed and left the dressing room silently.

 Two girls emerged from behind the closet and watched Elsa walk away.

Erica asked: "Will she go?"

Aibo said: "It doesn't matter whether we go or not. Let's just say a few words. It doesn't matter if we don't go. It's best if we can go. That Bichi from Blake is showing off her power in front of me. I won't let her have an easy time!"

She said in a serious tone: "Obviously I am the first protagonist, but she asked for a bigger role and stole the first protagonist. What do we think we are? A bunch of leaves holding her red flower?"

 The show-stealing behavior of related households is deeply disgusting.

Erica said: "There is no way, she has a good family background."

Ai Bo was disdainful: "I am more famous than her and have more seniority than her. I started filming when I was ten years old."

“I have something else to do, so I’ll leave first.” Erica left the dressing room and slowly slowed down her pace.

Let’s talk about this matter. If a quarrel breaks out, what benefits will she gain?

Erica is just an ordinary girl who dropped out of middle school. Her ambitions are not too big and she is the most envious of her followers who are celebrities.

 Which one is more likely to be popular, April or Blake?

 …

  The crew finished work and the hotel was not far next door. Most people chose to walk back to the hotel.

Aisha carried her bag, walked and looked around, and asked her companions who were also from Mexico. Finally, she found her target beside the basketball court of the hotel.

 Eric looked at the time and prepared to return to the hotel.

I found a Latina girl with a hot figure standing on the side of the road. The girl kept staring at him and was obviously attracted to him.

Eric shook his blond hair coquettishly, and the Latin girl opposite strode over.

Latin girls are known for their fiery passion, and Eric is confident in his appearance and feels it is very normal.

"Hello, my name is..." Aisha originally wanted to use a pseudonym when she came to Eric, but suddenly she had an idea. Isn't this a suitable target? She was enthusiastic: "My name is Elsa Losat, handsome boy, what is your name? Can you give me your contact information?"

 Attracting the girl to come over and ask for her contact information, Eric was very happy. He took out his mobile phone and said, "My name is Eric Lively. Tell me your mobile phone number."

Elsa first reported her mobile phone number, and then asked deliberately: "Lively?" She looked at Eric carefully: "You look a bit like Blake."

Eric smiled and asked: "Do you know my sister Blake Lively?"

"I know her." Aisha nodded, but hesitated: "I've heard something about her..."

No matter how stupid Eric is, he can see that it is difficult to tell the other party something: "What is it? I am Blake's brother and I have the right to know."

Elsa was still in a dilemma, and she said after Eric urged her: "There is a **** on the crew who is very good at lying. Yesterday he asked her to go to the beach, and it is said that he even entered Blake's room... I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, I was just worried. Blake is young and easily deceived."

Eric is a competent brother, but his expression is not very good: "Who is so brave?"

 Aisha said: "It seems to be called Martin Davis."

“Thank you, you are a good person.” Eric shook his phone: “Wait for me to call you.”

"I'll be waiting." Aisha was delighted. The other party obviously valued the information she provided.

Eric returned to the hotel and asked around. Martin was very conspicuous on the set, and someone saw him going to the hotel beach.

After asking clearly, Eric hurried out of the back door of the hotel and came to the beach. He looked around and saw a familiar figure near a reef.

 The two have met more than once at WMA and know each other well.

Eric sped up and walked towards Martin.

 Martin took the script and sat alone on a rock, waiting for Blake to come over.

Bruce consciously sat far away. The actors were very bored with their roles and were not as good-looking as the beach beauties.

 Martin also saw Eric. Seeing him coming over in a hurry, he stood up and said hello: "Eric..."

Eric suddenly sped up and yelled: "Martin Davis!"

He waved his fist and charged like a golden bull.

 Martin loosened his grip and the script fell to the ground.

Eric looks very strong, but he is far inferior to Lao Bu who we often practice and play with.

 Martin stepped aside, grabbed Eric's wrist with his right hand, and asked: "Why are you crazy!"

 “I’m going to beat your brains to pieces!” Eric tried hard to get away.

Martin used his strength to stumble with his feet and push with his right hand at the same time. Eric fell to the beach with a thud.

 Bruce saw the movement here and ran over immediately.

Eric climbed up, lowered his head and rushed forward again like a football defensive frontman.

Martin dodged easily and kicked him on the butt. Eric fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to get up, his arms were grabbed and forced behind his back, while a heavy knee pressed on his back.

Eric shouted: "Martin Davis, you bastard, let me go! I'm going to blow your head off!"

How could Martin let him go? He pressed Eric on the wet beach and asked him to calm down: "I don't have a problem with you, do I? Why are you crazy?"

Eric felt like a mountain was pressing down on him, unable to move at all.

 (End of this chapter)