Rebirth In Hollywood

"Whose car is this?"

After closing the car door and fastening the seat belt, Natalie asked curiously.

"Birthday present for you, do you like it?" Ryan stepped on the accelerator, and the red Maserati left the street where Natalie rented like wind, and galloped towards the east of Long Island.

"The color is too bright, the style is too ostentatious, keep up with the East Side..." Natalie shrugged playfully.

Listening to the series of reasons given by the girl, Ryan shook his head lightly. Fortunately, this was not a gift prepared by himself. This sports car was borrowed from the pink goblin at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel where he was staying.

"Well, the car actually belongs to Pari."

Ryan opened a heart on the front of the car, which contained a picture of a teenage girl with straight platinum blonde hair.

"Haven't you guys been in touch for a long time?" Natalie asked calmly.

"Yes." Ryan turned the steering wheel, waited for the car to turn a corner, and continued, "When I went to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel today, I happened to meet her. My car here is parked in the villa, so I have to Borrowed one."

"Paris is still the same?"

"Almost, I said goodbye to her after a few words."

After all, we haven't contacted for a while, and Paris Hilton is willing to lend him this limited-edition sports car. Firstly, it is because of the friendship established since childhood, and secondly, she intends to develop in Hollywood.

The car stopped in front of a villa. Ryan and Natalie got out of the car one after another, opened the electric gate, and entered the courtyard of the villa.

The villa is in a typical French style. The red roof is very bright, and the white walls are spotless. After walking through the small vestibule, the two entered the living room. The area of ​​the house is not large, and the decoration is also very simple. Obviously not prepared for long-term living.

Although the house occupies a limited area, the location is excellent. Walking up to the balcony on the second floor, you can see the beautiful coastline not far away. And the sparkling water, occasionally when the sea breeze blows, you can still smell the slightly salty breath.

After walking around the villa, the two prepared black tea and snacks together, and then returned to the balcony, sat at the rattan table, sipping afternoon tea, and admiring the sea and sky in the distance.

"It's a very good place, you can settle here now." Natalie stared at the sea in the distance,

He took a sip of the black tea.

"Do you like it?" Ryan seemed to say casually. "You can move here if you like, Nat."

Natalie turned her head and stared at him blankly.

"This can save money. The rent of your small villa should be very expensive, right?" Ryan immediately found a reason.

"I just found a job, and the salary is enough to cover my expenses." Natalie lowered her eyes. Turning his head away, he couldn't tell that he had been moved just now.

Work? Salary? These two words attracted Ryan's attention, and he asked curiously, "What movie did you take on?"

"The title of the film is tentatively called "The End of the Heart", and the director is Chinese." Natalie probably felt that she hadn't mentioned it to Ryan, and explained in detail with a little apology. "Originally when the other party invited me, I refused because of a nude scene, so I didn't tell you, but a few days ago, the director Pooh? Sensitive scene."

Ryan nodded slowly. Of course he knew which movie Natalie was talking about.

"By the way, Nat." Ryan suddenly pointed to the house next door, "I heard that this villa is for rent, you can rent it and we will be neighbors."

"Ryan." Natalie stared into his eyes and said very seriously. "In the next year, I will take the SAT test, film "The End of the World", and the post-dubbing of "Star Wars". I don't have time to think about other things."

"Sorry, Ryan."

Probably knowing that what she said just now was a bit exaggerated, Natalie put down her teacup and shook her big hand on the wicker chair.

"It's okay, dear... Nat." Reversely holding the little hand in the palm of his hand, and gently pinching the protruding knuckles on it, Ryan asked, "Have you decided which university to apply to?"

"Harvard is my first choice."

Without any hesitation, the girl gave the expected answer.

"Clinical psychology?"

"Hmm~"

For Ryan, there were really no surprises.

The sea breeze gradually cooled down, and the sky darkened. Unknowingly, the two of them sat on the balcony and chatted for half an afternoon just like they did when they were young.

"What do you want for dinner?" Ryan didn't intend to let Natalie leave.

"You do it or I do it?" Natalie asked.

"this……"

Ryan looked at the little hand he was holding, then at his own, and quickly made a decision, "Let's go out and eat."

In the French restaurant of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, the melodious and soothing sound of the piano was played like flowing water. Ryan looked helplessly at the pink fairy sitting next to Natalie, and couldn't help but secretly sighed.

"How do you know I'm here?"

"I asked the people in the lobby to pay special attention, and they will notify me when you come back."

Paris Hilton held a fork and gently poked the steak on the disk. She didn't intend to enjoy dinner at all. She looked at Natalie again, "Hey, Nat, aren't you upset?"

"Of course not." Natalie smiled politely, "We haven't seen each other for a few years, Paris."

"Yeah, both of you have become big stars." The rich daughter's tone was full of envy, "After graduating from middle school next year, I also plan to go to Hollywood to develop."

"You want to go to Hollywood?" Natalie was a little curious. Does this girl who was born with a golden spoon in her mouth need to go to that Vanity Fair?

"Yeah, I want the whole world to remember the name Paris Hilton..."

"Cough~" Ryan coughed lightly, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, "Sorry, I ate a little too fast."

"It's okay." Paris Hilton suddenly leaned forward and asked seriously, "Ryan, can you give me some advice?"

Although up to now, this girl has not completely broken out of the category of innocent and playful, but this does not mean that she is a fool, but the elite education she has received since she was a child has given her a vague understanding of how to take advantage of every advantage.

"Can you sing? Have you received professional vocal training, Pari?" Ryan asked seriously.

"No." Paris shook her head.

"What about acting? Do you have relevant experience?" Ryan continued to ask.

"No." Paris then shook her head.

"Do you know script writing or other knowledge in film and television production?"

"Won't."

This time without waiting for Ryan to continue asking questions. She said hastily, "I used to be an amateur model and shot covers for many magazines."

"So." Ryan put his right hand on the table and stretched out a finger. Matching his own tone, "You should develop towards fashion."

"Fashion?" Paris shook her head subconsciously.

"Don't be too busy denying it." Ryan pointed to her pink shirt, "You have a lot of experience in dressing up, for example, today's clothes are very suitable for your style..."

Natalie's eyes flicked across Ryan's face, as if he had never praised himself so much, had he? Nasty guy.

"Ryan, are we friends?" Paris didn't listen to the words just now.

"Of course." In any case, the friendship established when I was a child is far more reliable than the people I get together now.

"Then find a role for me."

Paris Hilton suddenly grabbed Ryan's right hand on the table and shook it slightly. "It's better to be a role that can become popular quickly. I want to become a big star quickly."

You don't know how to be polite! Natalie's eyes widened suddenly, staring closely at the joined hands.

Almost at the same time as Paris finished speaking, Ryan withdrew his hand calmly and said tactfully. "Pari, the words may not be pleasant to listen to, but without acting skills, it is difficult to find a suitable role."

"Then what should I do?" Paristo raised her chin, showing a thoughtful expression.

In fact, Ryan really wanted to tell her, just because of your status as one of the heirs of the Hilton Group. As long as you are introduced into that circle, you can come out for a while, and you don't even need to make too outrageous actions. Just relying on your own identity and appearance, it is enough to attract the attention of many media.

But it's not a good idea to say it face to face.

"I have an idea." Paris asked, her eyes lit up. "Ryan, I remember you don't have a girlfriend?"

Ryan didn't answer, but looked at Natalie, and the Long Island girl had already answered for him, "He didn't."

"That's fine." Paris didn't care who answered. "Tomorrow, let's pretend to be a couple and go around Fifth Avenue..."

Having said that, she shook her head, and without waiting for Ryan to refute, she said excitedly, "Ryan, let me be your girlfriend!"

"What?" Ryan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Let me be your girlfriend." Paris didn't seem to be joking, "Don't you think our ages and identities are all suitable?"

At this moment, there was the crisp sound of a knife and fork hitting the disk, and Natalie Shi suddenly stood up, "Ryan, I'm full, take me home."

"Sorry, Paris, it's getting late, I have to go back." She looked to her side again.

"Okay then." Ryan quickly stood up, "Goodbye, Pari."

He didn't give this troublesome man a chance to speak, pulled Natalie, and left the Waldorf Astoria Hotel without looking back.

"Paris was just joking."

In the driving car, Ryan glanced at the passenger seat, and the Long Island girl was very calm.

"Have you met before?" Natalie asked softly after a long time.

"Yeah." Ryan nodded and said slowly, "You should know how some women in this circle behave."

Natalie pursed her lips hard and stared closely at Ryan's eyes. In her mind, it was very rare for him to persist until now, and maybe she should make some concessions and changes.

"Ryan, don't forget two days later." Natalie reminded before getting out of the car.

"Your birthday, dear Nat."

PS:

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