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Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

Martin was a succubus who perished at the hands of the Sun God, struck down by a single divine arrow during the epic war between gods and demons. Meanwhile, Martin, a Ph.D. in literature and a seasoned movie enthusiast, lost his life in a car accident in August 2023. By some cosmic twist of fate, the souls of the two Martins converged within the chaotic currents of time and space, merging and eventually settling in the body of an eleven-year-old boy named Martin Myers, living in Los Angeles in 1996. A world without spiritual energy? Fortunately, as a succubus, I donโ€™t need spiritual energy to cultivate; all I need is the essence of desire. Emotionsโ€”joy, anger, sorrow, and excitementโ€”are all desires. As long as these emotions are directed at me, they can become fuel for my growth. Alright, letโ€™s see what reliable ways exist in this world to stir peopleโ€™s emotions en masse. Hmm, becoming a writerโ€”sounds promising; and music, that could work too; but wow, Hollywood movies! They have a global reach; this is perfect! Whatโ€™s that term again? Rightโ€”"Idea Recycler.โ€ Iโ€™ll start with writing, but the ultimate goal is to become an international movie star. Acting skills, you say? Donโ€™t worryโ€”Iโ€™m a succubus, after all! Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this novel. All characters, settings, and plot elements belong to the original author and copyright holder. This work is shared purely for entertainment purposes, with no intent to infringe on the original creatorโ€™s rights. Note: This is not a BL. --- +70 Chapters Patreon.com/GodOfReader --- 5 Chapters a day.

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Chapter 7: The Disney Deal

Chapter 7: The Disney Deal

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Nancy froze for a second, then, with a smirk, pinched Martin's cheeks, tugging them gently.

"You little rascal, what did you just say?"

Martin looked over at his mom for help, but Linda only laughed, clearly amused and making no effort to rescue him from his aunt's grasp.

"Oh, my dearest Aunt Nancy, I said I'm more than willing to give you the rights to this screenplay for free. I'm also thrilled to play the twin roles myself. And, of course, I'll happily be the bargaining chip to help you negotiate with Disney for the producer and director roles."

"Because you're my absolute favorite Aunt Nancy!"

"That's better!" Nancy released him, but then she paused, eyebrows raised. "Hold onโ€”how did you know I wanted to pitch this to Disney?"

Martin rubbed his cheeks with a grin. "That's easy to guess! Disney's the best at producing family-friendly movies, and you have an established relationship with their Touchstone Pictures division. You know some of Disney's higher-ups quite well."

"Considering all that, if you weren't planning to take this script to Disney, I'd have to seriously question your professional judgment."

Nancy couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Where did you learn all this?"

She glanced over at Grant, who just shrugged. "Don't look at me. I didn't teach him any of it."

"Well, you're right on target, Martin. Disney is exactly where I'm headed. In fact, I've already sent a copy of the screenplay to their script review office, along with my recommendation."

"Of course, with Nancy's endorsement, it's bound to pass the review in no time," Martin said, not missing a beat as he lightly patted her shoulder, mimicking his father's casual shrug with an air of innocence and charm.

Nancy's eyes sparkled. That gesture, she thought, would be perfect for the movie.

"Oh, and one more thing, Aunt Nancy. Don't you think an 11-year-old who wrote his own screenplay is a great publicity hook? Plus, we could tie the film's release to my upcoming book launch. Imagine the impact if both the movie and the book were revealed simultaneously. I think we could even work with Random House to keep my age a secret until just before the premiere. A dual launch would create a one-plus-one-is-greater-than-two effectโ€ฆ"

Nancy left that day filled with satisfactionโ€”and a touch of awe. Martin had given her so many surprises that she felt almost overwhelmed. Who would have thought Grant and Linda's mischievous little boy had grown into such a sharp, mature young man?

As Nancy reviewed the details of The Parent Trap for production, her admiration grew. Martin's storyboards, carefully illustrated, gave a clear vision of each scene and were a filmmaker's dream. This must be Linda's influence, she thought, remembering that her sister-in-law taught film studies. Having such a visual outline would allow the movie to come together quickly.

And Martin's promotional ideas? Practical, compelling, and already showing the potential to turn the film into a major success.

Nancy's professional excitement grew. I need to go to Disney in person tomorrow and make sure this project gets greenlit.

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The next morning, Nancy reviewed her documents one last time in the elevator, ensuring everything was in order. When the doors opened, she stepped out to find a tall, blond man in his thirties waiting for her at reception. He waved, smiling warmly.

"Good morning, Nancy."

"Good morning, George."

The man was George Brown, president of Touchstone Pictures and one of Nancy's close friends.

"Come on, let's head to the conference room. Eisner will be here shortly."

At precisely 10:00 a.m., the conference room door opened, and Michael Eisner, the CEO and chairman of Disney Entertainment, strode in. Tall and dignified, Eisner commanded attention with his presence.

"Nancy! Long time no see. How have you been?"

Nancy greeted him with a professional smile. "Quite well, thank you."

"Glad to hear it. Let's get started. George, why don't you begin? You've reviewed the screenplay, correct?"

George cleared his throat, exchanging a glance with Nancy before speaking.

"Mr. Eisner, our team at Touchstone has thoroughly reviewed the screenplay, and we're all in agreement. We believe this is a strong investment that aligns perfectly with Disney's brand. The story's themesโ€”family, children, comedy, and a heartwarming endingโ€”are exactly what our audience loves. This film is an ideal match for Disney."

George handed Eisner a document. "Here's my report, with a detailed analysis of the film's potential."

Eisner took the report but didn't immediately open it. Instead, he gestured toward Nancy. "Nancy, your thoughts?"

"Mr. Eisner, George has covered the main points. I'd like to share some ideas on how we could market this film."

Nancy paused to make her point clear. "What you may not know is that this screenplay was written by my nephewโ€”who's only eleven years old."

Eisner's eyes lit up with interest. "Can you guarantee he wrote it himself?"

Nancy nodded with confidence. "I give you my word."

She continued, "And he didn't just write this screenplayโ€”he's also written a children's book, which Random House is set to publish in two months. I think this movie could benefit from a joint marketing campaign with Random House. Imagine the publicity: an 11-year-old 'prodigy' with a published book and a Disney screenplay. It's a unique angle that I'm sure will intrigue parents and families alike, drawing them into theaters."

"Additionally, my nephew could even play the role of the twins in the movie. It's rare to find an opportunity like thisโ€”'young author stars in his own film'โ€”a fantastic marketing pointโ€ฆ"

Nancy spoke with enthusiasm, and Eisner listened thoughtfully, nodding as he took in her vision.

When she finished, Eisner raised an eyebrow and asked, "Your nephewโ€ฆ would he be Grant's son?"

Nancy nodded. "Yes."

"I think his name isโ€ฆ Martin, right? I met him at a party once. Very handsome young man. But are you sure Grant would allow his son to become an actor?"

Nancy smiled. "Leave that to me. If I can take on the roles of producer and director, I'll handle getting Grant on board."

"Producer is fine; I trust your capabilities. But director? Nancy, you're still a newcomer to directing!"

"Grant's prepared to fund half of the film's production."

"Then that settles it."

"One more thing, Mr. Eisner," Nancy added, "regarding my nephew's acting fee, I'd likeโ€ฆ"

When the meeting concluded, both Michael Eisner and Nancy Meyers left feeling completely satisfied with their plans.

[๏ปฟโ€ขโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€ขโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€ขโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€ข]

๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™– ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™™๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™๐™ค ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™Ÿ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฎ. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ž๐™—๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™– ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ก ๐™™๐™ž๐™›๐™›๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š!

๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ:

โ€ข ๐™…๐™˜๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฎ

โ€ข ๐˜ผ๐™๐™ข๐™–๐™ง๐™ž๐™Ÿ๐™–๐™

โ€ข ๐—๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฏ ๐— ๐—ผ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ

๐—”๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป, ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ธ:

โ€ข ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฐ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€: ๐™‚๐™š๐™ฉ ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฑ+ ๐™–๐™™๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š๐™™ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ ๐™–๐™๐™š๐™–๐™™ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™š๐™ก๐™จ๐™š.

โ€ข ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฐ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜-๐—ข๐˜‚๐˜: ๐™๐™š๐™˜๐™š๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™– ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ก ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™–๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ!

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜† ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†. ๐—œ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜, ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ท๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜‚๐˜€!

๐Ÿ‘‰ ๐™…๐™ค๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ: ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™š๐™ค๐™ฃ.๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข/๐™‚๐™ค๐™™๐™Š๐™›๐™๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง

๐Ÿ’ฌ ๐˜ผ๐™ก๐™จ๐™ค ๐˜ผ๐™ซ๐™–๐™ž๐™ก๐™–๐™—๐™ก๐™š: ๐™ˆ๐™ฎ ๐˜ผ๐™™๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š๐™™ ๐™๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™‹๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ฉ! ๐™๐™ฃ๐™ก๐™ค๐™˜๐™  ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™š๐™ญ๐™˜๐™ก๐™ช๐™จ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ค๐™ก ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง $30โ€”๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™– 10% ๐™™๐™ž๐™จ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ! ๐™…๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™˜๐™ค๐™™๐™š: ๐—š๐—ข๐——๐—ข๐—™๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—”๐——๐—˜๐—ฅ.

๐™’๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ค๐™› ๐˜พ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ๐™‚๐™‹๐™ ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™—๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐˜ผ๐™™๐™ซ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š๐™™ ๐™๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ ๐™‹๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ฉ, ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™š๐™›๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™š๐™จ๐™จ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š ๐˜พ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™š ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ก๐™จ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™€๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ก๐™ž๐™จ๐™ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™๐™ช๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ-๐™ก๐™ž๐™ ๐™š ๐™–๐™˜๐™˜๐™ช๐™ง๐™–๐™˜๐™ฎ, ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ฃ๐™ช๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™™๐™š๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ž๐™ก. ๐™๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฆ๐™ช๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ค๐™ก ๐™™๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™จ ๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™ช๐™ก๐™ฉ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™ž๐™ซ๐™–๐™ก ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™ค๐™›๐™š๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™–๐™ก ๐™๐™ช๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™จ, ๐™—๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™จ๐™จ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™–๐™˜๐™˜๐™ช๐™ง๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™š๐™ญ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™ž๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š!

๐Ÿ‘‰๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฝ: ๐™‹๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™š๐™ค๐™ฃ.๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข/๐™‚๐™ค๐™™๐™Š๐™›๐™๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™š๐™ง/๐™Ž๐™๐™ค๐™ฅ