Rebirth In Hollywood

After breakfast, Ryan finished the latest work email, left the Waldorf Astoria, and went to the Lincoln Center for the Arts again, but this time the goal was not the Metropolitan Opera, but the New York City Ballet's resident - the City of New York theater.

The "Black Swan" crew signed a cooperation agreement with the New York Ballet, which will not only assist the crew in choreography and filming, but also provide training venues for the crew.

Ryan was not very lucky. He had just turned Eighth Avenue and was stuck in Manhattan. He didn't arrive at the New York City Theater until nearly noon.

Since it was the first time to come here, Ryan asked a few questions. Under the leadership of a staff member, he walked into the backstage of the theater from the back door, and walked around the long corridor for half a circle. The practice room of the Black Swan crew.

Entering the practice room lightly, the most striking thing was not the people who were training, but the huge mirror hanging on the wall. Instead of looking directly at the girls in training, Ryan looked through the mirror. Excitedly, he looked at Natalie, who had changed into tight dance clothes.

It's not only Natalie who is practicing, but Gal Gadot and Scarlett Johansson, who I didn't see yesterday, are also among them. They have only started training for more than a month, and it is impossible for them to make too complicated movements. Led by a tall and thin dancer, practice some basic skills.

"Stand with your feet in one position, pinch the inside of your legs, lift your kneecaps, and tighten your glutes to slightly indent the muscles on the outside of your hips."

The dancer, who seemed to be familiar, talked about the essentials of the movements while doing the demonstration.

"Keep the center of gravity of the body absolutely vertical, support the body weight equally on both feet, and firmly grasp the ten toes of both feet..."

"Well that's it!"

He didn't seem to see Ryan coming in, and he didn't mean to interrupt the training. "Relax your shoulders and pull them back and down slightly. Keep your waist straight, but prevent your waist from slumping."

In the corner, Ryan sat on the bench. I watched with interest the ballet training I had never seen before.

Among the actresses, Natalie is the most natural. Although she has been away from ballet for many years, she finally has some basics; Gail Gado has long legs and light body, and she is a model, and those basic movements are similar; Scarlett is a lot thinner than the last time I saw her, Although he still looks fleshy, he is trying to keep up with the rhythm of training.

"Keep your head naturally upright, breathe evenly and deeply, and keep your eyes straight ahead. Don't extend your neck probe forward, and don't retract your chin..."

Hearing the voice over there, Ryan couldn't help but lift his chin, remembering what Natalie reminded last night, and gradually had some memories, as if Nat did see the tall and thin man when she was in "The Seagull" on Broadway. Ballerina, I remember backstage in Natalie's dressing room, holding a bouquet of flowers...

It turned out to be the suitor of Nat back then...

Thinking of this, Ryan suddenly found out. The other party's obviously mature face brought not only the vague memories of previous years, but also another sense of familiarity.

His brows furrowed. Shouldn't be so coincidental?

The applause of 'papa' sounded, followed by the voice, "That's it for the basic exercises in the morning."

Standing in the corner, Ryan didn't move until Natalie came over and gave up the memory he was looking for.

"Hi Ryan."

Gail Gadot waved, Ryan nodded to her with a smile, and his eyes fell on the man who was following behind.

"Ryan..."

Natalie also noticed that the other party was following. He quickly introduced, "This is Benjamin Miller. The choreographer and principal dancer of the New York Ballet."

"Hello." Ryan narrowed his eyes and held out his hand. "I think we've met."

"Yes." The other party shook his hand. "A few years ago, backstage at the Broadway theater."

With a polite and polite smile, Ryan turned his eyes back to Natalie, "Go get dressed, let's go to lunch together."

then,

He looked at the other two, "Scarlett, Gail, let's go together."

"OK."

The two girls, one tall and one short, nodded one after another. Gal Gadot seemed to want to say something, but was pulled by Scarlett Johansson, "It's getting late, let's hurry up. Ryan, you are outside the locker room. Can we wait?"

"certainly."

Following Natalie and Gal Gadot, who were being pulled by Scarlett, Ryan walked out of the dance studio, turned the corner of the corridor, entered a dressing room, found a random chair near the wooden wall, and sat down. Waiting above to change into the three girls who entered the locker room in the back.

In the locker room, Gal Gadot put down the dance clothes he took off, and asked puzzledly while buttoning his bust, "Scarlett, why did you pull me just now? I just wanted to ask Benjamin out of politeness... "

"Didn't you find out?" Scarlett pulled on her shirt and pouted, "Ryan didn't like that coach, and even was hostile to him."

"Is there?" Gal Gadot asked curiously, "Why didn't I feel it?"

"I've known Ryan for more than ten years." Scarlett looked at Natalie, "he has some subconscious habits, others may not understand, but they can't hide from those of us who grew up together, and he is also in front of us. Don't hide your thoughts very much."

"Is that so, Nat?" Gal Gadot also looked at Natalie.

"Scarlett is right." Natalie buttoned her shirt. "Ryan feels the same to me as Scarlett."

"Why is this? They don't seem to know each other, right?" Scarlett pinched her thin face in the mirror and said suddenly, "Ryan said he had met Benjamin before, does it have something to do with that meeting? ?"

"I think..." Natalie hesitated for a while, then said, "It should be like this."

"Aren't they rivals in love?"

Hearing Gal Gadot jokingly said, Natalie shrugged, "Benjamin had been courting me when I was in The Seagull, and once Ryan was looking for me backstage, he happened to meet him to deliver flowers. "

"Wow, this is exciting." Scarlett glanced at Gal Gadot and laughed at the same time, "We have a good show to watch."

"You..." Natalie shook her head at the two guys who were afraid of chaos in the world. "Give up those boring thoughts. Do you think Ryan will take a person who has been rejected by me for a long time in his heart?"

"Let me think about it." Scarlett didn't listen to Natalie at all. Still muttering to Gal Gadot, "The way Ryan treats his enemies, he'll bring them down first. Then he'll be a pauper, and then he'll be built into a concrete pillar. And thrown under the mouth of the Hudson."

"Scarlett." Ryan's voice suddenly sounded, "Am I so bored? Or have you been taught badly by Alison? Do you need me to suggest to Ms. Sloan to hire an English etiquette teacher for you? ?"

"Hey, hey, hey..." Scarlett said dissatisfiedly across the wooden wall, "How can you do this? How can you eavesdrop on the whispers between women!"

"Sorry." Ryan reached back and flicked on the wood-panelled wall. "The soundproofing is poor. I think you're ignoring that this isn't a locker room at home."

There was a knocking sound of 'dong dong dong' inside the wooden wall, and then Scarlett complained, "Damn, the wall of the locker room is just a layer of composite board."

"Okay, Scarlett."

It was Natalie's voice, "Ryan wouldn't mind."

"Of course not." Ryan shook his head and smiled, "So, Scarlett will pay for the lunch."

The Lincoln Center for the Arts is already in Manhattan. Four people took a car and went directly to the Jean Georges restaurant on Fifth Avenue. With a reputation for luxury, this three-Michelin-starred restaurant claims to be the best French restaurant in all of New York and a stylish landmark to dine in. It is often necessary to book well in advance.

But for some special customers, these are not a problem.

A long time ago, Scarlett once said to Ryan - to prove the status of a man in New York, is to see if he needs an appointment to go to Jean Georges restaurant.

This is of course a joke, but after the four of Ryan entered the restaurant, the woman who claimed to be the most powerful woman in New York - the waitress in the restaurant who decided not to give her a seat - didn't say anything, and immediately followed Ryan's request brought the four to a table by the window.

Because of the energy intake, Ryan ordered foie gras and French steak. The other three just ordered a few delicate snacks.

"Ryan..."

After a few appetizers, looked at the steak brought to Ryan. Scarlett gritted her teeth and said, "You are tempting us to make mistakes."

"Scarlett. Nat said you managed to lose 100 pounds." Ryan deliberately ran on her, "but why do you still look like 120 pounds?"

"Is there?" These words seemed to be squeezed out of the gap between the teeth.

"Pay attention to your dining etiquette." Ryan pointed to the fork she was brandishing, "Scarlett!"

"Nate!" Scarlett couldn't help turning to Natalie, who was watching the fun, "Can you take care of your boyfriend?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she laughed first, and the three of Ryan also laughed in low voices.

The four of us dined at a slow pace. Occasionally, we talked about topics of interest and had a small discussion. The topic turned from fashion, movies, and gossip, etc., and finally fell on politics.

Of course, most Hollywood insiders are definitely talking about Hollywood-related politics.

"I heard that the new round of six-party talks broke down."

In the past and present, the little chubby girl is one of the stars who actively participate in politics in Hollywood. "Iran will continue to promote nuclear tests."

"Well..." Natalie replied, "The Film Association also canceled the delegation to visit Iran."

"But I heard that Ahmadinejad will come to North America next year." Ryan glanced at his watch and stood up first, "Iran is not Iraq, and war will not break out easily."

Scarlett and Gal Gadot in front, Ryan and Natalie in the back, walked out of the restaurant.

When she walked to the front desk, Natalie suddenly lowered her voice and said, "I can change the choreography."

"No need." Ryan shook her hand gently, "It's just a ballet choreographer that you rejected." (To be continued) R655