Rebirth In Hollywood

The next day, everything that happened at the entrance of the campus appeared in prominent positions in major newspapers. There were a lot of pictures and reports. Fortunately, the incident took place in public. Not only paparazzi, but also many major newspapers were present. Reporter, therefore, both the pictures and reports are still true.

　　 It’s just that a lot of tabloids started clamoring again, saying that Ryan Jenkins's parents who came to confess with cold eyes lacked sufficient morals and education.

　　 In contrast, major newspapers are more serious and responsible, and even published pictures of middle-aged women and drunks, especially the "Los Angeles Times", which directly digs out the old bottom of the couple.

"The family formed by the Jenkins is a family full of alcohol, drugs, violence, and coldness. Michel Jenkins, no fixed job, is currently a nightclub helper, has a short history of drug abuse, is a victim of domestic violence, Glenn Charles Jenkins, a long-term unemployed truck driver, has a history of alcohol abuse for 20 years and a history of drug abuse for 12 years. He has no source of income. He has always lived on government relief. He has an obvious tendency to violence. He used to be violent to others. And was sentenced to three years in prison!"

"We don’t discuss whether they are Ryan Jenkins’ biological parents, nor do we want to ask why they clamor for Ryan’s custody. We just want to ask, is such a family really conducive to the healthy growth of children? ?"

"Under the care of Miss Nicole Kidman, Ryan is a sunny, cheerful, intelligent and a bit tricky boy. Whether it is psychologically or physically, he is growing up healthily. With him With more and more achievements, he is becoming a role model for the entire American youth, but just yesterday, the couple not only added bad words, and even wanted to do something against Ryan..."

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Nicole throws away the newspaper. If she is not in a moving car now, she really wants to...

　　 "Okay, Nicole, I'm fine." Ryan comforted her.

　　 "It's okay?" Nicole pointed at the drunk man's raised arm in the newspaper, "I can't imagine what would happen if he hit you!"

　　 "No! I'm going to send him to jail!" Nicole took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Lawyer Wilson.

　　 Ryan could only shrug his shoulders helplessly. In fact, he contacted the lawyer yesterday. Presumably the couple will not have a better life in the future, even if they are really his parents, so what?

　　 Not to mention their past, only relying on yesterday’s events, they want to get his custody is just a foolish dream, not to mention that they may not be!

　　 I really don’t know where the custards got the best couple, they are even better than the Michael Rohan couple.

　　 "Ryan, you need a bodyguard." Jinsli said back.

　　 "I have someone to choose." The boy replied.

　　 "Someone has chosen? Which one?" Jinsli was a little strange. To know the alternative information about the bodyguard and the driver, she had given the boy a full month, but he never gave her an answer.

"Pat, go talk to him." Ryan thought of the star face, "You should have seen the guard at St. John's Elementary School, the one called George! Don't object, let me finish talking, he is A veteran, a former member of the Marine Corps, has been in Somalia and the Middle East for a long time, and has been engaged in security work for a long time. After retiring from the army this year, he has been unable to find a suitable job, so he temporarily committed himself to St. John’s Primary School ."

　　 Pie Jinsli frowned, and did not answer, "Well, Ryan, I will let someone check him, and if there is no problem, I will talk to him in person."

　　 "Okay." Ryan nodded.

　　 After the three cars drove into the Los Angeles International Airport, Nicole finally put down the mobile phone. Ryan could imagine that attorney Wilson would frown at her request.

　　 They came here to pick up people. The other party came from Montgomery County, Pennsylvania.

　　 Yes, it was the Scott Swift family of Ryan’s agent investors. After the boy gave him more and more funds to manipulate, Mr. Scott finally made up his mind and moved to Los Angeles from Montgomery County.

As for whether Little Taylor will change her life trajectory because of this, Ryan is not worried. Taylor in her previous life started her music journey from a computer repairman. It’s a big deal in this life that she will teach her herself, if she still wants to grow up. If you go to Nashville, the music mecca, it doesn't matter, anyway, her father has made enough money in the past two years.

　　 Only after a while, the Swift family walked out, Scott pushed a car full of salutes, and Mrs. Andrea held little Taylor, who was only one and a half years old.

　　 The two sides greeted each other. Jinsli’s assistants took the salute, and the group walked towards the airport parking lot, while Ryan approached the little girl.

　　 "Hey, little Taylor, do you remember me? I'm your Uncle Ryan!"

　　 "I... I don't know you~" the little girl said milkily.

　　 "Oh, my dear, you make me so sad to say that." Ryan made a sad look.

　　 "Huh~"

　　 "Alison, have you forgotten? Ryan always mails you gifts..."

"Really? Mommy? Oh, I remember, every time I mail a lot of things, except for purple and red, and hydrangea." The little girl said this strangely, her big eyes fixed on her. At the boy.

　　 Ryan smiled, just about to talk, the girl Bai Shengsheng's little hand has been handed to him, "Ryan, then...what about the present?"

"Uh……"

　　 The boy was a little dumbfounded. He rummaged through his pockets all over his body. There was nothing but a small purse. He had to say, "Will you make it up next time?"

　　 "Little...anir." The little girl snorted again and gave him the back of his head.

Three cars drove quickly towards Beverly Hills. In the past two years, Scott Swift has made a lot of money. Not to mention that he invested his money in the stocks Ryan mentioned. It was the commission that Ryan paid him, which was not a small amount.

Because he sometimes meets with Ryan, he often travels back and forth between Los Angeles and New York. As early as the beginning of this year, he bought an independent villa on the outskirts of Beverly Hills, although it was smaller than Ryan and Nicole’s home. Quite a lot, but for their family of three, it's already a big house.

After getting out of the car, Taylor, who had just learned to walk, walked crookedly into the courtyard. After watching for a long time, he pointed to the **** villa and asked, "Mommy, the new home...is this ours? No farm is beautiful~ "

　　 "Yes, dear, we will live here from now on."

　　 Everyone is considered old friends, helping more or less carry luggage and things like that, and the youngest minor is taken care of by another minor.

　　 "Ryan~"

　　 "Honey, you should call me uncle." Ryan corrected.

　　 "Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!" the little girl shouted through gritted teeth.

　　 "Okay. Okay." Ryan raised his hand and surrendered. "Whatever you applaud."

　　 The little girl rolled her eyes and asked, "Gift... what you said just now, right?"

　　The little girls are so clever now? Didn’t they just turn their heads and forget it? Ryan scratched his face and nodded.

　　Taylor simply sat on the lawn of the small garden, pointed around and said, "No...beautiful, no flowers, hydrangeas...Christmas tree farm, garden...all."

　　 "No problem." Any problem that money can solve is not a problem.

　　 "The robin... must!" The little girl groaned and stretched out her hand again.

　　 "Well, I'll let someone buy it tomorrow."

　　 "No." Taylor shook his head like a rattle. "When I was on the farm, my father took me to catch it. I want you to catch one for me."

　　 Ryan’s face turned from white to black in an instant. I really don’t know what to say. Although the old and beautiful cities have done a good job of greening and animal protection, where can I find something like a robin?

　　 "You are a... stingy." The little girl's nose was almost wrinkled on her forehead.

　　 Ryan is really helpless. Children of this age are privileged. Do you want to tell her the truth? Stop joking, I'm afraid he can't say a few words, this little guy will cry to him.

　　 "It's not possible today, it's almost dark." Ryan raised his head and looked at the sun high in the sky, and began to talk nonsense.

"Then...well, I'll let Mommy help me remember this, and...there are two!" The little girl first showed a slap, and by retracting her four fingers, she thought it was wrong. Another finger stretched out.

Fortunately, the furniture in the villa was already prepared~www.wuxiahere.com~ The furniture brought by the Swifts was not too much. It didn’t take long for Mrs. Andrea to take Taylor away. Otherwise, Ryan would have to You can't collapse, children of this age are really not worrying at all.

　　Before she became a child, it would be better for her to appear less frequently. Ryan had some consciousness.

His throat was a little itchy. After he drank a glass of water, he quietly thought about it. It was not the recent mess, but he found that he had begun to change his voice. Although it was not very obvious, he could feel his voice. Changing to a drake voice.

　　 I'm less than twelve years old, OK! Ryan gave a wry smile. Well, he knew that this was almost a common phenomenon after entering the 21st century in his previous life.

　　 It’s just that he neither eats KFC nor McDonald’s, and even avoids Burger King and Pizza Hut. He did not expect that he would enter puberty early.

　　 Of course, this is not without benefits, at least it can make his voice and vocal cords mature earlier, so that you don’t have to worry about music anymore.

　　Also, I should go to Hollywood Records. They have professionals who can provide some guidance on singing training during the vocal change period. He doesn't want to cause permanent damage to the vocal cords because of his usual practice.

　　 At night, the Swifts held a small party in the garden. Very few people attended, only the three of Ryan and a few assistants who came to help. After the party, they would have a conversation about the future.

　　...... Three shifts are on offer, collection~recommend~ come here, you are welcome. . . . .