Chapter 89 Arrival in New York

  In front of the spotless dining table, Ryan was unconsciously scraping his empty plate with his knife and fork, apparently lost in thought. Goldie sat across from him, waiting for breakfast, having arrived early enough to sample Nicole Kidman's culinary skills.

  Her eyes scanned the package beside her, which Ryan had handed over to her earlier. Unlike before, this script was already packaged and mailed to France, with a recipient named Jean Reno, a French actor she had heard of.

  The package naturally contained a copy of the script for Léon, and Ryan didn't mail it directly to Luc Besson - after all, a well-known director and producer like him must receive countless scripts every day, who knows if he'll even bother to read them. It's better to send it to his close friend Jean Reno instead.

  Ryan believed that with just those few setting paintings of Leon, he could spark the interest of this big-nosed actor.

  As for the script of the play, it's only natural that I should give it to Natalie. She'll probably find it quite interesting to keep as a memento, don't you think?

  However, she remembered that in her previous life, she grew up and disliked this role very much. Would she burn it all down with a single fire?

  He didn't let Nicole and Kimberly read the script, the content of this script will definitely cause controversy, Nicole will definitely ask him to put it on hold for a few years.

  Ruien, however, did not want to do so and was determined to have this most classic loli born in his own hands.

  "Lolita, my life's light..."

  Ryan was lost in his own fantasy, when he suddenly felt a warmth on his forehead, and came back to himself. It turned out that Nicole had walked over with breakfast, and gently kissed the top of his head with her red lips.

  "It's been a long time since I've had breakfast made by you!" Ryan seemed eager.

  "I guess you won't like it." Nicole Kidman divided the breakfast, bacon and eggs, French toast, hot milk and a few beans.

  "Oh God, Nicole, why do we have to eat beans for breakfast."

  Ryan twitched the corner of his mouth, there were beans for dinner yesterday and beans again for breakfast today. God knew how much he disliked eating beans. If it was tofu, that would be slightly better.

  "No conditions, you have to finish everything, this is for your own good, do you know why I can grow so tall? Because I've liked eating beans since I was little, you don't want to be shorter than me when you grow up, right?" Nicole always had a reason to persuade him, with her understanding of him, she naturally knew that Ryan was afraid of not growing tall.

  "Darling, height is more related to genetics, I'll be at least six feet tall in the future!" Ryan said with his mouth, but he still scooped up a few beans with a spoon, as if he was going to the execution ground, and furrowed his brow.

  "Why are you always worried about not growing tall?"

  "It's not because you're too tall, heavens, just a little under six feet, men feel too much pressure in front of you!"

  "Alright, stop complaining, you're not a man yet, just a boy." After dividing the meal between Ryan and Kimberly, Nicole sat down as well.

  Ryan just habitually complained a few words, no matter what breakfast Nicole prepared for him, he would finish it all up, let alone just dozens of beans.

  For Americans, breakfast is also a good time for business negotiations, even if there's only one authentic American at the table.

  "Ryan, I went to New York a few days ago, guess who I saw?" said Jin Silie.

  "New York? Could it be Natalie?" Ryan was just guessing, since last summer he had mentioned to Kinsley that she had gone to New York several times to watch Natalie's performances, but never formally met her.

  "That's right." Jin Silie smiled, "I've already signed an agent contract with her."

  "Ah~" Ryan blinked his eyes. Natalie and Mrs. Sherry were easy to deal with, but her father was a big troublemaker. "How did you convince Mr. Evner?"

  Jin Silie shrugged and didn't say it explicitly, "eloquence is a broker's most basic quality, and..."

  "What?" Ryan was unhappy with her sales tactics.

  I got her an opportunity to act in a movie.

  "Movie?" Ryan was a bit frantic, would Natalie change her mind about her first film? "What movie?"

  "Schindler's List!"

  "Hmm"

  Ryan's spoon fell on the dinner table and several beans also fell from his wide open mouth.

  Natalie starring in Schindler's List? Are you kidding me? Under Nicole's stern gaze, Ryan hastily rubbed his face and cleaned up the dinner table.

  "What's going on?" he asked again.

  "It's like that." Jin Silie laughed and bent her waist, it was the first time she saw Ryan's shocked look, "Steven's crew needs a lot of Jewish actors, so I recommended Nate to him, and he agreed."

  "Did Natalie agree?" He remembered very clearly that in her past life, Natalia had never taken on a Holocaust-type role except for the stage play of "The Diary of Anne Frank", and had explicitly stated that she did not want to act in this type of film.

  "He was hesitant at first, but after hearing that Stefan had also invited you, he agreed."

  "Me?"

  "Oh, I haven't had a chance to say," added Goldie Hawn, "Steven called me before he left for Poland and offered me the role of a Jewish cleaning woman who is also a Nazi officer."

  "Really?" Ryan's mind started racing, this was a rare opportunity. Originally, even if Spielberg didn't extend an invitation, he would have volunteered himself when he went to Poland later, "Alright, I'll take it."

  "He continued, 'Patty, tell Steven I'll do this picture for nothing.'"

  Janitor? Ryan thought for a moment and roughly guessed which character it was. Looks like he's going to be killed in the movie.

  As for Natalie, he could guess her mind to some extent. The two of them had been arguing for several years, from art to their respective expertise, and even current events, they had a big fight.

  Now that there's a chance to act in the same movie and compare their skills, this proud and confident girl wouldn't let it slip away.

  He had wanted to give Natalie a call too, but thinking that he would be leaving for New York today, it was better to talk about it when they met up.

  "Ryan, it's getting late, you need to hurry up, is your luggage packed?"

  After finishing breakfast, Nicole came to his room and checked Ryan's luggage. "Also, I'm not by your side, take care of yourself, remember to call every day, don't leave George's sight, no messing around, got it?"

  "Got it." Ryan stuffed his pen, sketchpad and notebook into his backpack. "Nico, you call me too."

  Ryan had long been equipped with a mobile phone, but now the phone was ugly and heavy, so George naturally carried it.

  He only brought personal clothes and manuscripts, musical instruments had been handed over to Hollywood Records earlier. The purpose of this trip to New York is simple: a new album release conference at Times Square!

  Nico helped him carry the suitcase, walking down from the second floor. George had already parked the car at the entrance of the villa, and Jin Silie and an assistant would also follow along.

  "Nick, it's going to be a long time before we see each other again." They packed their luggage and bid each other a reluctant farewell.

  The girl tightly hugged the boy into her arms, and kissed him on the forehead. Ryan promptly burrowed into this embrace that made him miss it so much, deeply inhaling several mouthfuls of the fragrant scent that could calm his mind. Unknowingly, whether he was feverish or possessed by a mischievous spirit, he lightly nipped at Nicole's chest through her thin blouse.

  As soon as his teeth touched something soft, he immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly let go of Nicole, opening the car door and jumping into the vehicle before she could react.

  "Goodbye, Nicole! Don't forget to study the script of 'Jurassic Park'!"

  After Ryan waved goodbye, the car sped away from their home.

  "Nasty little devil!" Nikki muttered under her breath, glancing at the spot on her shirt where she had been spit on and shaking her head with a smile.

  Anyway, Ryan occasionally did this when he was younger, and Nicole didn't mind, but she had forgotten that both of them possessed Oscar-level acting skills. If they really started to put on an act, who could see through whom?

  As they boarded the plane, Ryan and Kinsley's seats were in first class, while everyone else was in business class. Most of the time, Kinsley acted like a nanny, reminding him to follow instructions during takeoff, covering his eyes when he fell asleep, and handing over his favorite strawberry juice whenever he got thirsty.

  Thinking of his actions when he left home, Ryan really wanted to slap himself. Did you have to ruin your current life before you were satisfied?

  But that feeling was really great. Ryan started daydreaming again, even a beauty like Nicole Kidman had flaws, such as big feet and slightly small breasts, but in his eyes, Nicole was the most beautiful, sleeping in her arms when he was young, how warm and sweet it was, if...

  Shut up! Are you going to die if you don't think about these things? Remember, you're only twelve years old! You're Nicole Kidman's brother! Ryan shook his head hard and took a few more deep breaths, calming down the restless heart.

  Some things he didn't want to think about, yet subconsciously ignored, these things kept popping out of his mind more and more times, more and more frequently.

  The plane landed smoothly at Kennedy Airport, and Ryan had just walked out of the VIP passage when dozens of reporters swarmed around him like flies smelling blood.

  "Ryan, predict the first week sales of your debut album?"

  "Will your album and release time overlap, won't it have a bad influence?"

  “……”

  Under the escort of airport security and record company staff, Ryan did not answer any questions and quickly left the airport.

  The Hollywood record company went to great lengths for this press conference, booking him into the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. Luckily, the pink fairy who lived there was said to have gone traveling, or else his head would definitely have turned into two big ones.

  Even so, he couldn't get a moment's peace, as many fans had already tracked down his residence and gathered at the hotel entrance, shouting his name in unison. Ryan had no choice but to open the window of his suite and wave at them from time to time.

  Fortunately, the floor where he lives is not high, and his appearance can be seen clearly from below, which also satisfies some fans' wishes.

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