Rebirth In Hollywood

"You are so serious..."

Hearing the abusive remarks of the girl lying on the sofa chair, Ryan just smiled lightly, lowered his head and continued to work, the charcoal pencil fell on the drawing paper, outlining smooth lines.

Although there was a naked woman on the opposite side, and there were multiple cameras dangling towards him, Ryan was as calm as ever. Except for the charming smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, he put all his energy on the drawing paper in front of him, just like It is generally in the setting sketch that is important to draw.

This is just the basic quality of an actor. If you can't even do this, you can't talk about the Oscar statuette.

"You seem to be blushing, great painter..."

Kate Winslet was equally open. "I don't think Monet blushes?"

This is Ryan and Kate Winslet's first scene, handpicked by James Cameron, who, in his words, "You two have to find the relationship between Jack and Ruth as soon as possible. This feeling, I know that you rehearse together and have some tacit understanding of the lines together, but this is far from enough, I hope you two can communicate more deeply."

There was no careful design, and no rigid script was followed. Most of the scene was played by Ryan and Winslet. The two of them vividly showed the hesitation, tension and liveliness of Jack and Ruth. They were just filmed. After two attempts, Cameron was satisfied to announce that the shot had passed.

"You seem to have a good understanding." Ryan was just sitting on the lounge chair when he heard a very familiar voice behind him, and turned around quickly, "Nicole, when did you arrive?"

"Is she beautiful?" Nicole Kidman didn't answer, but whispered in Ryan's ear.

"Come on, Nicole, it's just filming." Ryan had stood up, hugged Nicole, and said in a low voice. "As long as you want, I can also paint for you, anytime, anywhere."

"Really?" Although the two embraced and separated, their eyes were clearly flickering with affection that only each other could understand. "Why didn't I paint you?"

Ryan's face turned black in an instant. This was a terrible proposal that couldn't have been worse. He hurriedly pulled Nicole into the chair and changed the subject, "When did you arrive?"

"Just when Miss Winslet was lying on the sofa." The golden-red eyebrows raised at Ryan.

"It's great. The filming is about to end, we can go back to the hotel in a while." Ryan pretended not to see Nicole's expression, "I won't have a role in tomorrow, so I'll accompany you around the neighborhood.

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"It's unfortunate, dear." Nicole took advantage of the chair to gently hold Ryan's arm. "There are at least twenty paparazzi who came with me."

"It doesn't matter, let them shoot whatever they want." Ryan didn't care. Their sibling relationship is undoubtedly the best cover.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'll go say hello to Jim and the others."

After speaking, Nicole stood up and walked towards the group of people near the camera. The Nicole Kidman in this life is not the Nicole Kidman in the previous life. No one will ignore her weight.

With the door of the hotel suite slammed shut, Ryan just pulled it gently, and Nicole threw himself into his arms, and the two pairs of blue eyes collided wordlessly. sparked the sky.

Ryan lowered his head and kissed those two warm red lips, whether it was him or Nicole, they were the opposite of the past gentleness. The two pairs of slender hands wandered around each other's bodies like crazy. It seems that only in this way can they express the weight of the other party in their hearts and vent their thoughts that they haven't seen in months.

"Oh, God, you are so rude!"

After a long time, the two separated, Nicole raised her head slightly and stared closely at the person who dreamed of Zhaosi.

"What about you, Nicole?" Ryan raised his eyebrows, as if planning to do it again, "Who was biting my lip just now? I'm pretty sure, it must have been bitten by you, should I bite? return?"

"Come on, who's afraid of whom?" Ni can respond to provocation by provocation.

"Really, dear?"

Ryan directly pressed the tall and slender girl behind the door, pressing her whole body up, and in a tsk tsk, the two hugged tightly and could no longer tell each other.

"Stop, Ryan!" Nicole pulled the hand out of her clothes, took a deep breath, and calmed down the line of defense that was about to collapse. "We also have dinner with Jim and Jon."

Gently squeezed his fingers, Ryan seemed to miss the soft touch just now. In the sky blue eyes, the wild light flashed away. After a few quick breaths, he let go of being killed by him. Nicole, who was pressed hard behind the door.

"Nicole..."

Ryan picked up Nicole's face and finally kissed it hard on the forehead, but it aroused Nicole's dissatisfaction, "Ryan, I've said it many times, this is my patent!"

"Come on, Nicole." Ryan pulled her towards the sofa, "If you didn't lift your feet, would you still be able to kiss my forehead now?"

Nicole snorted sullenly, although she didn't want to admit it, over time, the dominance between the two inevitably changed.

Her eyes fell on her chest, the tight-fitting cotton t-shirt became wrinkled, and there was still a little pain in the area under the clothes, showing how rough the guy was, and she couldn't help grinding the snow-white skin fiercely. Teeth, with the stance of rushing up and biting his lip hard.

Then, Nicole laughed happily again, for the simple reason that the clothes on Ryan's body were not much better, not much different from a messy rag.

This is what I did? Nicole blinked and quickly found an excuse for herself, I was just revenge... Yes, it's revenge!

The two of them changed their clothes and came to the western restaurant of the hotel. Jon Landau and James Cameron were already waiting there, and another familiar person was sitting next to them.

"Sorry, Jim, and Jon, I've been talking to Nicole about "Cry on a Island", and it's late." Ryan scratched his head awkwardly, as if he was the last to come.

Pulling out the chair for Nicole, Ryan looked at the familiar person, "Aren't you going to introduce me, Jim?"

"James Horner, just call me James." The man introduced himself.

"Oh, I remember." The other party was also a famous Hollywood figure, and Ryan instantly understood why he was here, "Jim asked you to come and score the film?"

"Yes."

During the conversation, several people quickly ordered their own dinners, and James Horner added, "Ryan, I saw the song you attached to the back of the script. I think this song is the keynote, mixed with pure instruments. The soundtrack couldn't be more appropriate."

"I'm a layman in this regard." Ryan waved his hand at will. He wrote "My Heart Will Go On", but he really doesn't know anything about the soundtrack.

"He's still thinking about what instruments to use." Cameron shook his head, "I hope he can make a few complete pieces when the movie is finished."

"Don't worry, Mr. Cameron, I will definitely finish the movie before it's released!" James Horner seemed to be a little at odds with James Cameron.

"Nicole, "Cry on the Island" is finished?" Jon Lando changed the topic without a trace.

"Filming is complete, and when my vacation is over, I will call in the crew to start post-production." Nicole is very smart, talking about the situation during the shooting, "It was a disaster, except for Ms. Sloan, almost the entire production team was New guy, the actual shooting time was so much longer than expected, I even doubted I was going to screw up the job."

"Look, look, Ryan Jenkins finally screwed up once." Ryan said with Nicole's deliberate exaggeration, "Those who were waiting to see our jokes must be secretly happy now."

"My dear, I won't give them such a chance!" Although Nicole's words were light, she said it firmly.

After dinner, the topic of several people quickly left the movie, and started to discuss the gossip and scandals in the circle. Celebrities are also people, and the heart of gossip will not be less than ordinary people.

After chatting a few more words about the funding of "Titanic", the group ended the dinner. After Ryan and the two entered the top floor of the hotel, they looked at each other and saw the same thing, and quickly returned to their respective rooms. .

The clock on the wall crossed 11 o'clock, Ryan slowly buckled the notebook, opened the door and walked out.

This is a small and remote city in Mexico. The nightlife is not rich. After ten o'clock, the noisy city will soon quiet down.

At this time, there was no one in the corridor on the top floor of the hotel, only a few dim yellow wall lamps exuded a feeble light. Ryan walked to Nicole's door in a leisurely manner, and gently twisted the door handle, as expected. , the door is not locked.

"Dear, did you go to the wrong room?" Nicole was sitting on the sofa in the living room of the suite, her pale blue eyes glowing brightly.

Ryan didn't answer. He held his chest in one hand and his chin in the other, staring closely at Nicole Kidman opposite, as if he wanted to carve her figure into his mind.

Nicole sat lazily on the sofa, her thin nightdress could only cover her upper body, and her two slender legs were carved like ivory, exuding attractive colors under the bright light.

Seemingly unintentional and intentional, Nicole stretched out a small waist, and under the silk knitted pajamas, there was a faintly revealing beautiful scenery.

The golden-red curly hair is still the same, the fair face is comparable to fresh milk, and the light blue eyes are like a lake. It has been almost ten years. Apart from being more mature, Nicole seems to have not changed at all. This is the most important thing in his life. man.

Without hesitation, hesitation, or even any distractions, Ryan strode forward, hugged Nicole in his arms, kissed those two fascinating red lips in pain, and walked towards the bedroom.

The golden-red hair brushed across his cheeks, the fragrance imprinted in his soul wafted in his nose, and the hands he held were people who had imagined countless times in past and present lives.

"You are mine, Nicole!"

In the murmuring words, the bedroom door slammed shut. (To be continued..) ()