"Martin, what are you and the two little princes?" asked Nancy curiously on the way back from the car.

"It's just another little bet, it's fine. Martin waved his hand absently.

Nancy said secretly, "I hope so. "

She now finds that her little nephew's ability to cause trouble is not inferior to his talent in other aspects!

Martin was in a good mood, and soon fell asleep after returning to the hotel, completely unaware that his performance at the charity dinner had begun to ferment, and his name was already on the desks of many paparazzi.

"Dainna's godbrother, the one who asked William and Harry to call their uncles. "

"The song "War Song" shocked the audience. "

"The boy who let Grant Brooke learn how to bark!".

"The young actor from the United States, the protagonist of the crew of "Natural Pair", plays two roles. "

The paparazzi in England began to take an interest in the eleven-year-old boy named Martin Meyers.

............

"There are already paparazzi following me?".

On the way to Max Martin's studio, Martin couldn't help but be surprised as he looked at the motorcycles that followed him.

Nancy said with a natural expression: "This is normal, you did a lot of things at Miss Dainna's charity gala, and Daina also publicly admitted that you are a godbrother." "

"You should know that since her divorce, she has been the object of chase by the Fleet Street paparazzi. Now that you've got in touch with her, the paparazzi won't let you go. "

"You don't seem worried?".

Nancy kept an eye on Martin and noticed that her nephew had been acting very calm.

Neither feeling unhappy nor acting excited.

It's a state of indifference.

Faced with Aunt Nancy's doubts, Martin smiled: "Why worry? Aren't paparazzi and celebrities complementary to each other?".

"Celebrities need to rely on the paparazzi to increase their exposure, and the paparazzi need to rely on the material of the star to make money, and the two sides actually need each other!".

"Aunt Nancy, I'll talk to these paparazzi when I get out of the car and give them some news material appropriately. "

Nancy was surprised again, then quickly relieved.

Well, that's the genius !!

Martin's car stopped in front of Max Martin's studio.

Martin tidied up his clothes and got out of the car.

Several motorcycles and two cars also came to a quick stop, and the paparazzi sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle and the co-driver of the car got out of the car and rushed over.

Martin waited deliberately.

After the paparazzi rushed over, he turned around and smiled: "Everyone, don't worry, I will give you five minutes to interview." "

Nancy didn't get out of the car, but sat in the car and watched Martin talk to the paparazzi, without the slightest crampedness or excitement of becoming famous.

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

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

"Grant Brooke, yes, I made a bet with him, I won, he lost, so he learned to bark. "

"Revenge? You can think so, not only did he deliberately break my appointment with me, but he also betrayed Dainna's sister's friendship, and his character was so inferior, shouldn't I take revenge?".

"Besides, I have not done anything against the law, and if it were in the Middle Ages, I might have thrown my gloves at him. "

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

"I don't think Mr. Marx is as famous as Grant Brooke, but I don't think he is inferior to the other party, or even stronger. "

Five minutes later.

Martin interrupted the paparazzi's questions and said with a smile: "Okay guys, the time is up, I can't keep Mr. Marx waiting, so that's all for this interview." "

As he spoke, he waved his hand at Nancy, who was in the car, and Nancy got out of the car, and the two walked into Marx's studio.

Nancy thought that these paparazzi would continue to pester, but unexpectedly, these guys left obediently, without any intention of stalking.

Is it really weird?

When did the paparazzi on Fleet Street be so obedient?

Nancy wondered.

The paparazzi were also confused.

"Why should I go? Shouldn't I chase after and take a few more photos, preferably to provoke the other person to panic or anger and show their ugliness. "

"Damn, I still have a few more emotional questions that I didn't ask, I forgot about them just now. "

"Guys, weren't we too gentle just now, and we didn't use a lot of methods!".

"I think so too. "

"I say, what do you think?".

"Aren't we? You're the same, like a dog. "

But soon they found a reason for themselves.

"It should be Martin's cooperation that makes me feel a little good, right?"

"Martin is from that rural part of the United States, and he is not very old, but he is a gentleman!"

"This kid doesn't seem to see us as enemies. "

"Do you guys think Martin is very relatable?".

"That's right. "

"That's what I thought, too. "

"This kid will be successful in the future. "

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

Rented.

Because it is close to the suburbs, it 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 first. "

Without any pleasantries, he couldn't wait.

Martin walked into the recording studio and came up with a song "Hometown Landscape" first.

His ever-changing guttural voice vividly expresses the beauty, longing, and sorrow of this pure music.

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

On the other hand, Max Martin, who was more emotional, had already shed tears of sorrow, and his mind was flooded with landscapes ...... his hometown

Just a song.

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

That is until Martin pushes open the door to the studio and asks, "How do you feel?"

Everyone woke up in shock.

Max Martin gave a thumbs up in amazement and exclaimed: "To be honest, I have never heard such moving music, even when I listen to Mozart or Beethoven, my emotions are rarely so stirred." "

"Maybe it's because you've listened to them too much. Martin shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Perhaps. Marx then replied, and immediately got down to business: "Martin, I was wondering if I should use some instruments to match your voice, but now I have changed my mind. "

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

(Brothers, please take care of it, evaluation, flowers, collections, and rewards are all here, thank you.) )

Feilu 18th anniversary brand upgrade to give back to readers!Charge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons!

to rush immediately(Event Period: August 10 to August 20)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like