Rebirth In Hollywood

Los Angeles in November does not feel the chill at all. The bright sun shines on the tree-lined private hospital garden, and the green lawn is full of vitality. There are no patients here, and even the staff is extremely limited. watermark ad test watermark ad test

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

"Doctor Johnson..."

Even though it was his personal doctor, Ryan opened the door of the Rolls-Royce and tossed a thick file bag on the seat before turning back and saying, "I don't want this to get to anyone. ear."

"Don't worry, Ryan."

This Dr. Johnson is also not an idiot. Reputation is extremely important to their business. "Everyone who comes here today has signed a strict confidentiality agreement."

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

The black Rolls-Royce ignited and drove slowly out of the hospital's gate. After turning a corner, it merged into the traffic on the road.

Back in the building, Dr. Johnson immediately issued a gag order. Although all the materials were taken away by Ryan, he checked it carefully and was relieved after confirming that there was nothing missing.

Not to mention the professional ethics of doctors, Ryan is his financial master, and most of his annual income comes from the salary of private doctors.

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

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

Raising the baffle separating the front and rear seats, Ryan took Nicole's hand, "Are you relieved now?"

"Don't worry." Nicole slowly leaned against him. "There is no problem with your body, and neither is my body, so why?"

"Only God knows." Ryan mumbled, subconsciously looking up at the roof.

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

"There will be." Ryan raised his hands to cover hers and gently touched her forehead, "As long as we keep working hard.

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

The person who could get Ryan and Nicole to go to Hollywood Records in person was, of course, Miss Taylor Swift, who was transferred over there.

A month ago, after Ryan and Scott paid the training fees related to Warner Records, the little girl transferred to their own record company. Although she has not released any songs yet, her talent and hard work are also counted in the circle. With some fame, the Hollywood record company has also cultivated her as a future ace.

Although Disney TV hit Taylor's idea several times. But the little girl didn't nod, Ryan didn't agree, and there was nothing they could do.

Ryan's first time at Hollywood Records since joining Disney. This company used to be so familiar, but now it seems strangely unfamiliar.

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

Sure enough, Taylor's music practice room was his original one.

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

The little girl, with her curly blond hair hanging down, was practicing the guitar. She probably saw two people coming in and smiled.

"I still remember when I said I would never leave you, with tears streaming down your cheeks, all the shadows blocking your light, I still remember when you said not to be alone, but it will all go away with the wind tonight... "

This is a country ballad, and although Taylor's singing is still immature, it shows extraordinary strength.

In fact, Taylor in this life is very different from her previous life in terms of music. 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 music queen, popularity is a must.

Unlike Mariah Carey or Celine Dion, Taylor has problems with skin color and nationality. He is from the mainstream class, and he 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 Ciccone.

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

On her small face, there was an obvious expression of "please praise me".

"Excellent!" Ryan gave her a thumbs up.

"You are our pride." Nicole pulled her to her side and sat down.

The door to the practice room opened again at this time, and when Ryan looked back, a boy slightly older than Taylor leaned in to take a look, and then got into the room.

Holding two dolls, he walked directly to Taylor.

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

"Hello."

Ryan nodded to him, Nicole looked at him curiously, and Tyler, who was sitting beside her, wrinkled his nose slightly.

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

Tyler didn't answer, "Thank you, I don't need it."

"But...I heard you talking about them the other day." The boy blinked, showing his cheeky spirit.

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

This kind of thing is not uncommon in today's Los Angeles, he and Nicole looked at each other, just wait and see, Taylor will be thirteen soon, and he has dealt with this situation before.

Although she had Kristen Stewart punch him then, she probably won't do it now.

"Talking about doesn't mean liking." Tyler 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 that, she winked at Ryan and Nicole from where the other party couldn't see.

"Okay, Erwin." Tyler walked back and pulled Ryan and Nicole. "We're leaving, bye."

"Don't you need to bring anything else?" Nicole asked.

"It's all inside." The little girl took the bag handed by the assistant, and pulled the two of them out of the practice room, before muttering, "It's better to never see each other again, childish boy."

When getting into the car, Nicole looked at the girl shaking her head and said with a smile, "Taylor has grown up and people are chasing him."

"I don't like them." Tyler hugged Nicole's arm and almost fell on her body, "I want to be with you forever."

This innocent childish language made Nicole laugh happily. She has always liked children very much.

Then, Tyler turned to Ryan again, "All the original Shrek dolls, no excuses, my dear brother."

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

"I went to see it three times with Scarlett and Kristin, and my stomach hurt from laughing." She seemed to remember the animated movie that was released for a while, and laughed while holding her stomach.

"Is it so funny, dear." Nicole didn't read it, she was a little curious.

"It's really nice and funny." Tyler leaned on Nicole's body and said while laughing, "It's completely different from Pixar and Disney's animated films, it's just a typical anti-Disney, putting many classic fairy tale characters Take it out and make fun of it, and that donkey actually fell in love with a fire-breathing dragon."

Taking the smiling Taylor into her arms, Nicole couldn't help but look at Ryan, "So DreamWorks Animation Studio is revitalized?"

"The situation has improved a lot." Ryan nodded, recalling the information he had just read a few days ago, and said, "The box office was probably close to $60 million in the first week, and it should be more than $64 million in the second week. One point, it has grossed over $150 million so far."

Pulling the curly ponytail of the smiling Taylor, and when the little girl stared at him, he continued, "You know, the most profitable thing for this kind of movie is the merchandise, which sells very well. Jeffrey Katzenberg Grid has been planning to list the studio, and it is estimated that it will not be too long before it will be listed on the Nasdaq public offering. If it is successful, DreamWorks Animation Studio will be able to get out of the predicament completely."

"So you won again?"

Nicole was used to the situation of Ryan investing and then making a profit. She hugged Taylor and deliberately joked, "How much is the share? Buy us gifts!"

"Hey, dear." Ryan spread his hands helplessly, "I'm only in charge of the adaptation, not the original author."

Looking at the two pairs of blue eyes staring at him, Ryan said seriously, "Okay, but it's not now, "Captain America" ​​is about to be released. If the box office can be a big hit, let's go on vacation together."

"No sincerity, I still have to practice." Taylor muttered.

"That's good then." Ryan thought for a while, "I'll find a manufacturer of ' ' to make some Brazilian rosewood guitars for you."

The little girl smiled immediately, her eyes almost missing.

After two months of intensive publicity, "Captain America" ​​is about to enter major theaters in North America before Thanksgiving. When the car left Burbank along the interstate highway, you could see the billboard on the roadside from the window. That giant Steve Rogers portrait and iconic shield. ()