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Chapter Eighteen New Year

The figure of the 1980s suddenly disappeared, and the footsteps of the 1990s quietly arrived. Ryan Jenkins is ten years old. Unfortunately, he knew that he must have been born in 1980, but he didn't know that the specific birthday was on. I have to say that this is a very sad thing.

After entering 1990, many major things happened in the world, such as the sudden tension in the Middle East, the hanged president seemed to be about to detonate the powder barrel, such as the Red Empire opened the end of the sunset mode, and was about to end, and the drastic changes in Eastern Europe are already unstoppable, and another huge market is about to open its doors to Hollywood movies.

However, all this has nothing to do with him. What makes Ryan most happy about entering the new year is that he finally ushered in a long holiday and didn’t have to go to that hell school anymore.

After returning to school after filming "The Sixth Sense", Ryan easily passed the test, but Nicole's words came true. Just a week later, she was invited by the principal to go to the school. The old principal listed Ryan's crimes, not listening to lectures, not communicating with others, disrespectful to teachers, always doing his own things on his own, and never telling others what he did, etc.

If the old principal is proficient in Chinese, he will definitely use one word to describe Ryan's crime - it is hard to write about!

"Miss Kidman, as the guardian, we hope you can have a good talk with Ryan Jenkins." This was the old principal's heartbroken words at the time.

How could Nicole not know about Ryan's old problems? After all, when she was in London, she was often invited by the principal to school, but what gave her a headache was that she really didn't know how to solve it. Ryan's grades were A. In addition to being whimsical and occasionally breaking out of behavior, no matter which aspect, she was the best among children of the same age or even higher age group.

Sometimes, she wondered if she should let Ryan drop out of school and hire a special tutor for him, but when she thought that the boy didn't like dating his peers, doing so would only make him more withdrawn, she would quickly strangle the idea to death.

"Dear Nat, congratulations on your appearance on the stage of the community theater again. Unfortunately, you are far away in New York, and I cannot go over to watch your performance. In the last letter, I do not agree with your view on art. In my opinion, all art forms exist as entertainment before becoming art. No matter how rigorous, profound, or meaningful art that cannot be accepted by the public, it will only embark on the road of extinction. The development of history proves this. If possible, I really want to have a face-to-face debate with you..."

After returning to Los Angeles from Philadelphia, Ryan and Natalie communicated with each other almost once a week. Although they encouraged each other, they were more debates or arguments. Especially in art, their views were almost completely different. Each letter would write their own opinions to refute each other.

Put the letter into the envelope and seal it. Ryan heard the door ringing. It must be Nicole, who was going out to shoot the advertisement, was back.

"Hi Nicole, you look a little tired, are you going to drink something? Juice or coffee?"

Walking into the living room, Ryan saw Nicole's face full of fatigue and took the initiative to walk into the kitchen.

"Juice is fine, I dare not let you make coffee again, otherwise the neighbors will definitely complain!"

Hearing Nicole's words, Ryan's face was covered with black lines. Just after the New Year, he finally discovered his worst talent, about cooking, and the only time he took the initiative to make coffee, almost blown up the entire kitchen.

"Okay." Ryan poured two cups of strawberry juice and placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Ryan, how did you solve the problem of lunch?" Nicole went to Malibu today, and the time was tight and she didn't come back at noon.

"Sorry takeaway, Mr. Zhou's restaurant!"

Tom Tom is also very interesting. If it weren't for him, Ryan wouldn't have known that there was such a Chinese restaurant that tasted authentic.

Speaking of Tom Co., he didn't give up on Nicole yet. He asked her again after Christmas. Unfortunately, Ryan answered the phone. The unscrupulous boy did not let him go again. He just asked him how it felt to wash his face with chili water. Mr. Tom Cruise hung up the phone.

"Nicole, I have a new song today. Do you want to listen to it?"

As time goes by, Ryan's level of composition has improved very quickly. Although his voice has not changed yet, his voice has become much more mature than before. The songs he sang have become much more beautiful, and the neighbors around him rarely come to him again. Many people even think it is a pleasure to listen to him singing.

Of course, Miss Nicole Kidman.

Take out the handmade rosewood guitar from the room and sit in a high chair. Ryan plucks the strings and the tinging music starts.

This is a very simple song, with a popular country ballad. After a brief prelude, Ryan's slightly tender song sounded, "Life is like climbing. The road ahead is always full of obstacles. People who never give up, run forward with their heads high and run forward until they reach the highest and most beautiful place..."

The lyrics are not long and a bit simple, but full of inspirational flavor. Combined with the bright rhythm, it gives people a positive feeling.

"How is it, Nicole?" Ryan looked at the cold and beautiful girl expectantly.

"Ryan, you are getting more and more surprised." Although I was almost numbed by Ryan's performance over the years, Nicole Kidman couldn't help but sigh, "I know a little bit about music. Although this song is simple, it has a level of production!"

"Wow, it looks like I am really a genius!" This time the image of the big red-haired monkey did not appear.

"Ryan, what I want to say is that you have learned a lot and your energy is limited. Do you want to become a singer in the future?"

"Why not?" Ryan spread his hands and made a natural expression. Before Nicole spoke again, he said, "Nicole, I understand what you mean. I know that you can't chew too much. Don't worry, I have enough time and energy."

"Don't worry? In the past month, I was invited by the principal of St. John's Elementary School to the school three times. How can you relieve me?"

This is life. You cannot cover everything. If you want to get something, you have to give up. Besides, for a child, time is really precious. He can't waste the most precious things on those almost meaningless studies, right?

Yes, maybe in the near future, or after entering middle school, he must take some time to study to avoid his grades being too ugly, but that is definitely not the primary school stage.

Compared with the somewhat terrifying cramming education I experienced in my previous life, the primary school education in the United States is too easy. Strictly speaking, it is more like enlightenment education. These simple knowledge, even the American history that Ryan didn't know in his previous life, was easy to deal with after reading the textbook.

During the holidays, Ryan had more time to complete the two unfinished scripts, but there was no need to worry now, just as he said to Nicole Kidman, everything will be discussed after the release of "The Sixth Sense".

Ryan always believed that even though David Finch was the first time he was in charge of the film director, his work was several years ahead of his previous life, but he might not be inferior to director Ah San. What's more, as a producer, Harvey Weinstein was famous for his vision in his previous life. As long as the two of them did not cramp, the movie would not be much worse than the previous life.

What's more, this subject is extremely rare now, and it accurately reflects the focus issue that mainstream American society has always paid attention to - family!

A week later, Ryan went to Miramax's studio in Burbank to dubb the ongoing post-production film, and of course, just a few clips.

"Wow, David, are you doing editing?" Ryan looked at the pile of equipment in the room, including the set of chips, and asked David Finch, who was supervising.

"Yes, Ryan."

"What do these machines do?"

Ryan was like a hundred thousand why, and when he caught the director, he threw a big question. After David Fincher answered, his throat began to smoke.

Compared with shooting, the post-production of a movie is also a time-consuming and labor-intensive task, and it is even more cumbersome. If it is a science fiction film with large scenes, it will be even more troublesome.

Speaking of which, David Finch does not have much power in post-production, and the edited sample must be decided by Harvey Weinstein. There is no way, this is Hollywood, this is not Hong Kong, and the director does not have that much power.

What is popular in Hollywood is the producer system. Unless a big director serves as a producer, it is difficult to obtain the final editing rights. New directors in the film industry like David Finch are even more unlikely to have such power.

"Harvey, when will the movie be released?"

When he met Harvey Weinstein, Ryan asked curiously.

"Of course, the faster the better." After almost half a year of getting to know each other, Harvey Weinstein has gradually figured out how to get along with Ryan. When he talks to you about important things, don't treat him as a child, otherwise he will definitely be taken into the trap. "It's time to start April, and it depends on the progress of post-production."

Ryan pinched his chin. In his opinion, the movie would be best arranged in the summer, but he was only the screenwriter and starring of the movie. He would not be so stupid that he could not tell the difference between his identity and weight, so he simply shut his mouth.

Besides, it is not without benefits to release in April. There are almost no heavyweight movies in this period, and you can sign long contracts with theaters to extend the screening time. As long as the box office can reach the bottom line in his heart, that is enough.
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