Entertainment: Starting as a Succubus, Taking Hollywood by Storm

"You jerk, you made me cry."

After the song ended, Taylor Swift's face was streaked with tears.

Martin laughed and pulled the girl into his arms. "See, when you sing about love, it's all passion and sweetness. When I sing about love, it's longing and endless farewells. That's the difference between the young and the old."

"Wait a sec, that song—wasn't it something you just made up on the spot to mess with me?"

"Pretty much."

Hearing Martin admit it, Taylor Swift couldn't help but feel a sting of defeat. "Damn it, you're killing me! I spent six months writing Love Story, and you just whipped up a song in the time it took to sing one? And it's actually a great song? Are you even human?"

"Alright, alright, take a look."

Taylor Swift nestled into Martin's chest, softly singing the new song he'd just improvised:

I'm sorry for everything I did before. But every time I call, it's just a busy signal, no one picks up. Still, this call across a thousand miles at least lets me tell you, without regrets, how much I miss you. I'm sorry for breaking your heart.

Taylor gazed at Martin, utterly enchanted. She loved handsome men, but she loved talented ones even more, and Martin was at the peak of both—completely irresistible to her.

Taylor sat up, buzzing with excitement. "Really? That's amazing!"

Martin's gaze drifted downward, a playful glint in his eyes, but the girl didn't seem to mind.

After a moment's thought, Taylor said, "This song feels like reaching out to a long-lost lover. Why don't we just call it Hello?"

"Haha, I got the inspiration from you, so of course the song's for you."

It was clear the girl absolutely adored Hello.

Her wish fulfilled, Taylor planted a wet kiss on Martin with a loud "Mwah!"

Martin smirked mischievously. "That reward's not quite enough."

Then, with a yelp from the girl, he flipped her over, pinning her beneath him…

Oh, what a warm and wild night!

...

By the end, Taylor Swift was glowing, her face radiant with satisfaction.

And then there was Kristen Stewart. The girl had waited three days in New York, engaging in six epic "battles" with Martin—two of which included Taylor Swift. When she left New York for Chicago, her flushed cheeks couldn't even be hidden by makeup.

Ashley Grimm was another stunning beauty, her features delicate and refined, holding her own even next to Kristen Stewart. (TL/N: I dunno who is she.)

Kristen Stewart glanced at Ashley Grimm and whispered, "Wanna know?"

"Of course!" Ashley's eyes lit up with fierce, gossip-fueled curiosity.

The young actors nearby perked up their ears, especially Robert Pattinson in the front row, whose head instinctively tilted closer, his ear practically glued to the gap between the seats.

What a scene!

Meanwhile, several companies had begun analyzing the success of Twilight. Why, despite a storm of criticism from movie fans, did its box office keep soaring?

In a conference room halfway across the globe, a meeting of executives was held to dissect the bizarre contrast between Twilight's box office success and its poor reputation.

A middle-aged white man stood at the front, delivering his analysis with confidence: "We hired a top-tier data analytics firm to investigate. As it turns out, mainstream adult audiences often have little interest in a film like this—one without the polish of a Hollywood blockbuster or grand, sweeping production. But teenagers, drawn to vampire themes and youthful romance, are absolutely obsessed with it."

"First, let's talk about the premise. Traditional vampire films can't escape the clichés of gloomy castles, nocturnal bats, or terrifying fangs. Twilight, however, carves its own path, portraying vampires as modern, handsome high school heartthrobs who fall into a classic campus love story."

"As a result, while Twilight hasn't won over mainstream critics or audiences over thirty, it's wildly popular among teens."