Chapter 561： Anti-Disney typical

Los Angeles in November feels no chill at all. The bright sun shines on the tree-lined private hospital gardens, and the green lawns are vibrant. No patients can be seen here, and even the staff are extremely limited. Watermark advertising testWatermark advertising test

The door of the side building was suddenly pushed open from inside. Ryan and Nicole walked out first, and then a middle-aged doctor sent them to the parking lot.

"Doctor Johnson..."

Although this was his personal doctor, Ryan opened the door of the Rolls-Royce car and threw a thick document bag on the seat of the car. He turned back and exclaimed, "I don't want this to be passed on to anyone. In his ears."

"Relax, Ryan."

This Doctor Johnson is also not a fool, and credibility is extremely important to their business. "People who come here today have signed a strict confidentiality contract."

"That's it, call me again if you have any questions." Ryan entered the car and closed the door.

The black Rolls-Royce ignited, slowly drove out of the gate of the hospital, turned a bend, and merged into the traffic on the road.

Back in the building, Dr. Johnson immediately issued the seal of order. Although all the materials were taken away by Ryan, he carefully checked it and made sure that there were no omissions. Then he was relieved.

Regardless of the professional ethics of doctors, Ryan is his funder, and most of his annual income comes from the salary of private doctors.

Ryan was also not worried. From the day Dr. Johnson accepted his foundation sponsorship a few years ago, the other party was destined to follow him to the dark...

Ah, no, it should be a qualified private doctor.

Ascending the baffle separating the front and rear seats, Ryan took Nicole's hand and said, "Don't worry now?"

"Don't worry." Nicole slowly leaned against him. "There is no problem with your body, and there is no problem with my body, so why?"

"Only God knows." Ryan murmured, and subconsciously looked up at the roof of the car.

"Ryan. I'm not young anymore." Nicole cupped her face. Staring into his eyes, he said very seriously. "I really want a child."

"There will be." Ryan raised his hand to cover her hands, and touched her forehead lightly, "As long as we continue to work hard."

"That's all." Nicole turned back and leaned on the seat, pressing the communicator to notify the driver. "Go to Hollywood Records."

The person who can let Ryan and Nicole go to Hollywood Records in person is of course Miss Taylor Swift who has been transferred there.

A month ago, after Ryan and Scott paid for the training costs related to Warner Records, the little girl transferred to her own record company. Although she has not released any songs yet, her talent and hard work are counted in the circle. Some fame, Hollywood record companies also regard her as a future trump card in training.

Although Disney TV has hit Taylor's idea several times. But the little girl did not nod, Ryan disagreed, and they had nothing to do.

Ryan has come to Hollywood Records for the first time since joining Disney. This company was once so familiar, but now it seems strange.

After asking a few words at the front desk, he and Nicole walked towards the music practice room in the depths of the building under the leadership of a staff member. Ryan vaguely remembered that this place seemed to be where he practiced back then.

Sure enough, Taylor's music practice room was the one he had originally.

There was a faint sound of acoustic guitar playing in the practice room. Ryan and Nicole walked in softly, closed the door of the soundproof room, and sat on the chairs in the rest area.

The little girl, with her curly blond hair, was practicing the guitar. She probably saw the two come in and smiled here.

"I still remember that I said I would never leave you, tears flowed freely on your cheeks, all the shadows blocked your light, I still remember that you said not to be alone, but all this will go with the wind tonight... "

This is a country folk song. Although Taylor's singing is still immature, it shows extraordinary strength.

In fact, Taylor's music in this life is very different from the previous life. She did not grow up in Nashville. Although she prefers country music, her style tends to be more popular.

If you want to truly become a queen of music, pop is a must.

Taylor is not like Maria Kelly or Celine Dion, who has problems with skin color and nationality. He is from the mainstream class and grew up in Hollywood, so he has a natural advantage.

However, now that the record industry is shrinking sharply, it is too difficult to have another Madonna Cicconi.

The singing stopped, the little girl put down the guitar, walked over, and stood opposite Ryan and Nicole with her hands behind her back, "Do I sing well?"

There was an expression of ‘praise me quickly’ on her small face.

"Excellent!" Ryan gave her a thumbs up.

"You are our pride." Nicole pulled her to sit down beside her.

The door of the practice room opened again. When Ryan looked back, a boy slightly older than Taylor leaned in half of his body to take a look, and then got into the room.

He held two dolls and walked directly to Taylor.

"Hello, Ryan, Nicole." The little guy was very polite and greeted the two of them first.

"Hello there."

Ryan nodded to him, while Nicole looked at him curiously, and Taylor's nose, who was sitting next to her, wrinkled slightly.

The boy stood in front of Taylor, held the doll in one hand, scratched his head, and then handed it over, "Hi, Taylor, this is the latest Shrek doll, I made a special gift to you."

Taylor did not answer, "Thank you, I don't need it."

"But... I heard you talk about them the other day." The boy blinked, giving full play to his cheeky spirit.

Seeing this, Ryan roughly understood that his dear sister met the suitor again.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in Los Angeles today. He and Nicole looked at each other and just watched the changes. Tyler would be thirteen years old soon, and he had dealt with this situation before.

Although she asked Kristen Stewart to beat him up at that time, she probably wouldn't do it now.

"Talking doesn't mean liking." Taylor stood up and walked to the other side, "Just say Shrek, fat and green, and a big belly. How could I like it? And that donkey, God, It's so long-winded, how can girls like this kind of thing?"

After speaking, she winked at Ryan and Nicole from a place where the other party could not see.

"Okay, Irvine." Tyler came back and picked up Ryan and Nicole. "We're leaving, goodbye."

"No need to bring anything else?" Nicole asked.

"It's all inside." The little girl took the bag from the assistant and pulled them out of the practice room. Then she muttered, "Better never see you again, childish boy."

When getting in the car, Nicole looked at the girl who was shaking her head and said with a smile, "Taylor has grown up and people are starting to chase him."

"I don't like them." Tyler hugged Nicole's arm, and the whole person was about to lie on top of her, "I want to be with you forever."

This innocent childish speech made Nicole laugh happily. She has always liked children.

Then Taylor turned to Ryan again, "All the original dolls of the Shrek series, don't make excuses, my dear brother."

"You just said that you didn't like that big-bellied green-skinned monster." Ryan gently pulled down her curly hair, and Taylor immediately snatched it back. "Of course I don't like the one given by others."

"I went to see it three times with Scarlett and Christine, and my laughing stomach hurts." She seemed to think of the animated film that was released for a while, and smiled with her belly in her arms.

"Is it so funny, dear." Nicole hadn't seen it before, a little curious.

"It's really good-looking and funny." Tyler leaned over Nicole's body and said with a smile, "It is completely different from the animated films of Pixar and Disney. It is a typical anti-Disney. It combines a lot of classic fairy tale characters. Take it out and tease him, and that donkey is actually in love with a fire-breathing dragon."

Holding the grinning Taylor into her arms, Nicole couldn't help looking at Ryan, "So DreamWorks Animation Studio is revitalized?"

"The situation has changed a lot." Ryan nodded, recalling the information he had read only a few days ago, and said, "It probably got close to 60 million U.S. dollars in box office in the first week, and it should be more than 64 million U.S. dollars in the second week. One point, so far, the total box office has passed 150 million US dollars."

Pulling Taylor's ponytail with a smile, when the little girl stared at him, he continued, "You know, the most profitable movies of this kind are in the surrounding areas, and the surrounding areas are very popular. Jeffrey Kasenberg Grid has been planning to list the studio. It is estimated that it will not be long before it will be listed on the Nasdaq public offering. If it succeeds, DreamWorks Animation Studios can completely get rid of the predicament."

"So you won again?"

Regarding the situation of Ryan's investment and profitability Nicole has long been used to it. She held Taylor and deliberately teased, "How much is the share? I want to buy us gifts!"

"Hey, dear." Ryan stretched out his hands helplessly, "I am just in charge of the adaptation, not the original author."

Looking at the two pairs of blue eyes who have been staring at him, Ryan said seriously, "Well, but not now, "Captain America" ​​will be released soon. If the box office can sell well, we will go on vacation together."

"It's not sincere, I still have to practice." Taylor muttered.

"That's fine." Ryan thought for a while, "I'm looking for a manufacturer of ‘’ to order you some Brazilian rosewood guitars."

The little girl laughed immediately, almost missing her eyes.

After two months of intensive publicity, "Captain America" ​​is about to enter major theaters in North America before Thanksgiving. When the car leaves Burbank along the intercontinental highway, a roadside billboard can be seen from the car window The huge portrait of Steve Rogers and the iconic shield. ()