"Thank you!"
After the assistant took over the acoustic guitar, the little girl with longer and longer curly hair bowed a standard lady's gift to the bottom of the stage, "Thank you."
Ryan and Nicole clapped their palms a long time ago, and the applause from the rest of the audience was also extremely enthusiastic. Among these trainees who have already performed on stage, Taylor is definitely the best one.
Squeezing the slightly red nose, Ryan looked to the side, and Nicole was staring proudly at the little girl walking towards the backstage.
"Alison has made rapid progress," he said.
"Yeah~" Nicole nodded.
"I heard that you also sang a lot of songs in the new movie." Ryan leaned on the armrest connecting the two seats.
"Of course." Nicole's eyes slanted, "I still talked about a vigorous relationship, any ideas?"
"No." Ryan shook his head quickly, "Of course not."
"I have already greeted Pat and Harvey." Nicole suddenly turned her head and said deliberately, "They will do their best to PR for me."
There were not many people sitting in the spacious theater, and the neighborhood between them was empty. Ryan simply stopped paying attention to the performance on the stage.
"Well, then." He could only agree, "Do you need me to congratulate you in advance?"
"Although it's difficult to win the best actress again with "Moulin Rouge"." Nicole's mouth was sneered, "But I won't make you happy."
"So, I have prepared another work for you." Ryan shrugged helplessly, "I believe Drew contacted you?"
"I'm still thinking about it." Nicole's words turned back again, "I always make small movements unknowingly, and I have to let you not take your affection... Hmph, this is really your style, Ryan."
"I just make more preparations for the future."
Just as this sentence was spoken, Nicole looked over again, "Is that really the case, Ryan?"
"Hey Hey hey."
There was a low, crisp female voice. I don’t know when, Taylor ran over from the backstage, “It’s a public place now, do you want to quarrel here?”
"Also, I'm sitting next to you, haven't you seen it." The little girl wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction.
"Honey." Ryan rubbed her curls first. "A great show."
"Much better than Ryan at the same time." Nicole gave her a light hug, "Alison, we are all proud of you."
At first he showed a bright smile, and then Taylor held up the hands of two people at the same time, "You can come to see me perform together, this is my happiest thing."
She pulled the two people up. "Let's go, let's go, we haven't been out to play together for a long time."
Ryan asked Warner Records to say hello and took the two out of the theater.
"Where are we going?" Ryan asked Taylor who was staring at him and Nicole with a grin in the back seat of the car.
"Disneyland." Taylor gave the answer without thinking about it, "I heard a few guys say. There are some new Harry Potter items added there?"
"Just some very simple performances."
The car drove onto the harbor avenue leading to the southeast. Under Taylor’s curious questioning, Ryan said something about Harry Potter, “The movie will be released before Christmas, and the amusement park is just some simple publicity. Activities, the real special area will not be officially built until the movie is released."
Disney’s television stations and Disney Children’s Channel have already launched intensive publicity for "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone", and movie posters and reality shows have even entered Disneyland directly...
This is because of the short time. It is impossible to mobilize all Disney’s propaganda power. However, "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" brings together the two major media groups, Time Warner and Walt Disney, plus the sensation caused by Ryan and the novel. In terms of preparation, he killed the previous work in seconds.
A publicity team for "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" placed the stage at the most conspicuous place at the entrance of Disneyland. Those seemingly naive performances have attracted countless minors, and there are endless calls about'Harry' and'Hermione'.
"The two little actors are so funny."
Standing a little further away, Taylor held Ryan with one hand. The other Nicole, who held the same sunglasses to cover her face, murmured and said, "Emma and Daniel are much better than them. They don't perform like magic, but more like nonsense."
"Honey, this is just publicity." Nicole squeezed her face affectionately.
"I think we should leave." Ryan reminded.
There were already curious eyes cast inquiring gazes around, and some people even took out their mobile phones.
Here is Los Angeles, where paparazzi informants are everywhere. Although for some reason, the mainstream media did not continue to stir up news about him and Nicole, it would be quite troublesome to be caught by the tabloids.
"Let's go home." Tyler took them to the parking lot. "We should wait for the Harry Potter area to be completed. I will have fun with Scarlett and Christine."
With Tyler, Nicole's sharp words are much less, and occasionally when the little girl is messing around in the car, she will laugh with her for a long time.
Back at the former home, Nicole personally cooks. Even though the dinner is far from a sumptuous meal, it makes Ryan and Taylor appetite.
"Scarlett, this little fat girl, wants to star in the same movie as Ryan."
Sitting around the white dining table, Tyler poked the beans on the plate hard, "She always shows off in front of me, she's mad at me."
"Ryan, you must find a role for me, even if it only shows one side." She knocked on the plate and looked over.
"Are you sure?" Ryan swallowed the food in his mouth and asked.
"of course."
With a no problem gesture, Ryan looked at Nicole on the opposite side, "Honey, are you interested in acting in a superhero movie?"
"Not interested." Nicole didn't raise her eyes.
The little girl next to him made a face, and Ryan reluctantly returned his gaze to the plate in front of him.
"Captain America?" Nicole suddenly said again.
"Well, Scarlett starred in Black Widow." Tyler winked at Ryan mischievously, and answered first, "Nicole, I think Peggy Carter is very good."
"Pass me a script."
Rubbing the little girl's head, Nicole left the table.
Ryan quietly gave Tyler two thumbs up, in exchange for the little girl's mischievous smile.
After dinner, the three sat in the living room and chatted for a while. When it got dark, Taylor gave a big yawn.
"I should go home." The little girl picked up the sofa and picked up her backpack.
"Aren't you staying here?" Nicole's gaze left the fashion magazine.
"No."
After the little girl shook her head, Ryan called the driver. Tyler blinked at him and said goodbye to Nicole, "Austin has been naughty lately. I'm going back to look at him and educate him by the way."
Nicole couldn't help laughing, walked over and kissed her on the forehead, and drove her into the car with Ryan.
"I'm going to rest."
Only the two of them were left in the bright villa, and Nicole looked for a few more magazines. Take it and walk to the second floor, "You can go home."
"This is my home." Ryan followed afterwards.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Nicole heard the footsteps behind, turned back and stopped at the door, staring at the stopped Ryan with light blue eyes.
"Your room is over there." She curled her index finger and knocked on the door frame.
"There is no computer in my room." Ryan said casually, "Aren't you asking for the script of "Captain America", I will send it to you in the mailbox."
The red and gold eyebrows were frowned. Nicole let him in.
Entering the room, Ryan walked straight to the desk, skillfully opened Nicole’s notebook, entered the full spelling of his name in the password field, and the computer started successfully. He found the information about Captain America from the encrypted mailbox and passed it on. To Nicole.
Nicole kept standing behind him, saying nothing from beginning to end.
"The script has not been finalized yet." Ryan flipped through the mailbox casually. Try to pretend to use a computer as much as possible, "The main line of the story should not be changed. After the script is completed, I will ask Stan to send you a copy."
"Come on, Ryan." Nicole threw away the magazine in her hand and suddenly walked towards the bedside table. "I know you. Just like you know me, I know what you are thinking and what you want to do."
With that, she opened the bedside table. Take out a familiar metal box.
"Nicole..."
Ryan frowned tightly, got up and walked over, "Didn't you give up?"
"Quit?" Nicole sat on the bed and opened the metal box. "I did quit before, but do you know how hard I have been this year?"
Sitting next to Nicole, Ryan hugged her gently, "My dear, those are all gone, don't smoke anymore."
"Passed." Nicole's smile brought a hint of sarcasm, "Okay, I can assume that all of them have passed..."
Ryan grabbed her wrist, Nicole had opened the box, picked up the lighter and rolled it into a white strip.
"Okay, I can quit Nicole suddenly took out one more and put it to Ryan's mouth, "Do you know how many times I want to be hysterical? You accompany me crazy for the last time tonight..."
"Tomorrow will be the past." She pressed the lighter, and the flames rose.
A pair of excited men and women took off each other's clothes. They were entangled together as they did in the past. Perhaps it was a relationship that had been suppressed for too long. Both of them seemed extremely crazy.
Especially Nicole, she squeezed Ryan down and twisted her waist frantically, as if she wanted to use this method to vent the only remaining anger.
This was just the beginning. The next day, Nicole threw away those things as promised. The two people turned off all the communication tools in the villa. Except for each other's bodies, they didn't think about anything.
"No, stay inside." This is what Nicole would say every time at the end, "I want a child. With him, you will have nothing in the future."
Ryan didn't object, as long as she could keep Nicole. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.) 9()