Chapter 30： Sell ​​small

In addition to filming and thinking about roles, Ryan also has to be poisoned by a tutor. Now it is not the time to go out, and he has a lot of fame. He naturally became the focus of the Children’s Association. They will send them almost every week. People come to check, if the crew doesn't want to cause trouble, they can only do it according to their rules.

Fortunately, the tutor is not a rigid person. Although he maintains a three-hour teaching time per day according to the regulations, after Ryan asked some questions, it was like a school class. She told her, boy. What to do or what to do.

When is a day like this one? After changing into the costume, Ryan looked at herself in the mirror and sighed.

Speaking of it, in the past six months, he has grown a lot taller, and even when he sleeps, he feels that his body is creaking and growing.

Moreover, with the adoption by Nicole, nutrition is no longer a problem. After last year, his thin body has changed significantly. Not only is he stronger, his height is also a bit taller than his peers.

But even so, the boy is still complaining that it grows too slowly. He really wants to grow up overnight.

After leaving the studio, seeing that there was no battery car passing by, Ryan walked towards the gate of the studio. The film studio rented by the crew was not far from the gate, but when he walked half the distance, he suddenly remembered that he came out early today. Some, forgot to inform Jinsli.

Looking at the same distance between the entrance of the studio and the studio, Ryan didn't bother to turn his head and move on. However, he thought that he should get himself a mobile phone or an assistant. Otherwise, he would always let Kim like that. Siri's role as both a broker and a nanny will affect her business.

If she is the only person under her name, it’s fine, but she is still Nicole’s agent, and it’s not very good to affect Nicole in order to pick up these little things.

"Pat? I'm Ryan, yes, I forgot to inform you that the shooting ended early today. I called a taxi to go back. Okay, I'll wait for you at the gate of the studio."

After borrowing the phone from the studio to inform Jinsli, Ryan said to the middle-aged security guard at the door, "Thank you, Wood."

"You're welcome." Wood showed an embarrassed look on his face. "Ryan, can you tell me, when will Harry Potter's third episode be available? Don't get me wrong, it was not the reporter who asked me to inquire about it, mine. Both my son and daughter like this book very much. They know that I work on the set, so..."

"I'm sorry, Wood." The boy smiled helplessly, "It should be impossible this year."

"This is really not good news." Wood laughed similarly.

As the news of his appearance in "Home Alone" was revealed by the media, topics about him gradually flooded the newspapers, which also caused the sales of the two Harry Potter books that had begun to work to increase a lot, let alone In the call urged by the "Alien Body" publishing house, even many parents called for the next episode to be published as soon as possible.

Let's talk about it later. Ryan thought, and walked out of the set. Just when he was habitually distracted, a few bright lights flashed in front of him, followed by the "click" of the camera shutter, before he turned around, several microphones and a small tape recorder. It was handed to the front.

"Ryan, it is said that you personally wrote the script of "Home Alone". Is it the same as the original story?"

Hearing what this reporter said, the boy really wanted to ask him if you are an idiot? The adaptation of the movie is the same as that story. Isn't it a dead end?

""Sixth Sense" achieved a North American box office of 290 million. Do you think "Home Alone" can achieve this result?"

"It is said that Disney arranged for this movie from Thanksgiving to Christmas. Can such a short time really make an excellent movie?"

"You're going to ask Touchstone Pictures about this, you shouldn't ask me." Ryan said, he wanted to return to the set, but these guys would let him go so easily.

"I'm Kewell from World News Weekly. You have never returned to the Norston Orphanage since you became famous. Can it be understood that you lack the most basic gratitude, and Miss Nicole Kidman back then? Is it because you can get huge profits from your works?"

Ryan really wanted to spit a star on his face. He is indeed the most conscientious media paparazzi in the world. He looks at others with the most sinister, despicable, and shameless eyes. For this kind of boring problem, the boy is right. I didn't care, turned around and wanted to leave.

However, he is only a minor. Although these reporters kept a certain distance from him, they surrounded him in a circle, assuming that you would not let you leave if you didn't answer.

In his previous life, Ryan also saw this situation on the Internet. Those little child stars were often frightened by them and talked nonsense, so that these guys took the handle, even if it was a small problem. They interpreted it as a big trouble.

The boy doesn’t care. He has an age advantage now. No matter how crazy these guys are, they don’t dare to go too far. You know, assaulting minors in the United States is a felony.

"Ryan, did you not answer because of a guilty conscience." The paparazzi yelled unwillingly, "You have written so many works in four years. Did someone give you a ghostwriter?"

Take out a pair of earphones, put them on the ears without hurriedly, and in full view of the reporter paparazzi, took out a silver-white miniature player from the backpack, as if in slow motion, turned on the switch, inserted the earplugs, and clicked. Turn the voice to the maximum with a very slow speed.

"Master, I will sell it as a small shop today!"

Ryan murmured, the voice is not too small, but unfortunately none of the people present can understand, he used standard Chinese.

Those reporters are a little dumbfounded. They have interviewed many child stars. Even Judy Foster, who is recognized as the smartest, would not be so leisurely when facing the media. That guy completely regarded them as air.

Yes it is! If it is an adult celebrity, they will plug the microphone to his mouth and wash his face with spitting stars, but the other party is only ten years old. Under all the eyes, if you really do this, losing your job is a trivial matter. I'll go in and stay for a few months.

"Don't wander around midnight and weekends, please come to Apple Paradise, welcome the wandering children..."

Then, something that made them even more glaring happened. The little guy actually sang a song leisurely, still using a language they didn't understand, but the sound was unpleasant, and it was more infiltrating than the wolf howling on the Montana prairie.

It's not that Ryan doesn't know that he must have a good relationship with the media now. The reason why he did this is that he has seen the nameplates of these reporters a long time ago. Almost none of them are from major newspapers. To be precise, they should be called paparazzi.

The paparazzi will have a conscience? You sell them well, they will remember? Would be grateful? Don't be kidding, if that were the case, the Chinese men's football team would have won the World Cup.

What's more, since the day he became famous, these tabloids have attacked him, especially the notorious guys such as "New York Post" and "World News Weekly". He is not the kind of being slapped on the left cheek. The person who will put his right cheek in the past.

He also knows that behind the most rampant tabloid newspaper in the United States, there is a giant—News Corp., which he can not provoke at all. If this is the case, then non-violent non-cooperation is good, and one day he will profit from the original. When I came back, in front of the future couple of old and young wives, I chanted "A Pear Blossom Presses Begonia"!

The two sides held a stalemate for nearly five minutes. Wood at the door of the set finally found out who was surrounded by the paparazzi. He hurriedly called a few colleagues and squeezed in, protecting Ryan back to the set. It was just a squeeze. Some people have their hats crooked, some have their shoes off, and some have their hair turned into birdhouses.

The most amazing thing is Wood. He deliberately squeezed a few paparazzi's tape recorder microphones onto the ground during the chaos. The boy was even quicker and rushed out of those devices. This is not the era when video recording was flying everywhere. Under such a chaotic situation, the ghost knew who stepped on it.

"My recorder!" "My microphone!"

Just after they entered the set, the paparazzi clamored in despair, but unfortunately, it was not so easy for them to get in because of the fire and theft and journalists on the set.

"Thank you, I have invited afternoon tea!"

It’s because he never put on stinky airs in front of people and often greeted these people at the door, UUreading , they could take the initiative to help him. If you change to a person like Atang, you will be beaten by paparazzi. People will never move, and will take the initiative to break the news to the media the next day.

Things don’t cost much money, just a cup of coffee per person. I have to say that some of the education the boy has received in his previous life will help him in this life. After all, people who are too arrogant can’t do it anywhere. popular.

When the boy got in Jinsli’s car and went out, the guys who were going crazy almost took pictures on the glass of the car door. Unfortunately, the car’s film has undergone special treatment, and nothing can be photographed from the outside. of.

"What's wrong with them? Don't you be afraid that I will go to the court to apply for an injunction?" Jinsli was a little strange.

"It's nothing, it's just a small loss." Ryan explained what had happened in a simple and clear way. "I still have an age advantage. In a few years, these guys will be even more unscrupulous."

Jinsli laughed blankly. Although he didn't approve of the boy's behavior very much, there was no doubt that he had used his current advantages to the fullest and knew how to buy people's hearts. He really couldn't treat him as a child anymore.

"Relax, Pat, I have a sense of measure. These are all paparazzi from tabloid newspapers. Even if I treat them well, will they say good things about me?"

"Well, Ryan."

"Pat, I think I need an assistant, preferably an assistant who can be a driver and a bodyguard." The boy began to be whimsical again.

"I will pay attention."

ask for collection~~ ask for tickets~~