Rebirth In Hollywood

Quick, Charlie, he's here! Ryan pointed to the side of the court to remind Charlize loudly.

There is no running track in the Rose Bowl Stadium, and the stadium is not far from the stands. The No. 10 of the Galaxy team just came to the wing, ready to take a free kick.

Charlie, it's now!

The guy stood in front of the ball with his hands on his hips, and although he was still some distance away from Ryan and Charlize, the two of them were condescending and had the absolute advantage.

Look at me!

Charlize threw out the energy drink with the help of his height and arm length. The bottle crossed a wonderful arc, over the heads of many audience members, and flew towards the guy.

It's a pity that Charlize Theron's head was still a little short, and the bottle fell directly beside No. 10, which immediately alerted this guy.

Probably just kicked a penalty kick and was booed by the audience for a while. This guy was in a hurry. He picked up the bottle and looked angrily at the stands behind him, as if he wanted to find out the culprit.

Let me hide now.

Charlize Theron was only twenty-one years old after all, and he was full of fun. He pulled Ryan directly in front of him and hid behind him.

Come on, Charlie. There was a beautiful woman behind him, Ryan was a little unnatural, There are so many people in the stands, that idiot can't find the murderer!

I'm not a murderer~ Charlize whispered behind him.

Look, Charlie! The show is coming! Ryan shouted excitedly, Come on!

what?

Charlize Theron stepped on the seat, leaned on Ryan's shoulder, and stuck his head out from behind, Did something happen?

Just as she was questioning, No. 10 was booed wildly by the audience again. He couldn't bear it any longer, his lips rolled as if he was scolding something. He threw the bottle of energy drink back into the stands.

Red card! Red card!

Having watched so many football games in his previous life, Ryan naturally knew what the outcome would be, and waved his arms and kept shouting.

Red card! Send him off!

Maybe it's because of Ryan shaking his body.

Charlize lay completely on his back, making a sound of schadenfreude. It doesn't matter if the opponent is a player from the home team they support.

No. 10's obvious action could not escape the referee's eyes. The tall black referee rushed in front of No. 10 with a red card and sent him out without hesitation.

Yes!

Ryan turned back to high-five Charlize, and then the audience burst into boos when the number 10 came off. He raised his middle finger towards the stand here.

!...

Ryan and Charlize broke out a piece of words starting with f. They did not have the usual elegant temperament at all, and they vented their passionate emotions.

What's the name of that No. 10? I'm going to buy the Los Angeles Galaxy and sign a long-term contract with him. Let him sit on the bench! Ryan's words were arrogant and somewhat upstart.

No! He should be sent to Africa to be a cowherd!

Charlize Theron suddenly came to his senses and said with hindsight, He's a Galaxy player! Oh, God! We got our players off the court!

Never mind. As long as we're happy!

Ryan said carelessly, he is not a fan of the Los Angeles Galaxy anyway.

The fans in their own stands turned against each other and seemed to hit the Galaxy players. They quickly conceded a goal, but the opponent made a mistake before the end. Giving them an own goal, which equalized the score.

However, the game did not end there. What happened next made Ryan and Charlize, who are familiar with football, look at each other and sigh that the rules of Major League Soccer are too strange.

According to the rules, after the game is tied, the winner must be decided, but the way to decide the winner is neither overtime nor penalty kick, but... 35-yard single-handed kick.

As the name implies, the offensive player starts to dribble the ball outside the penalty area 35 yards from the goal, and must shoot the ball into the opponent's goal within 5 seconds, and the goalkeeper can block the opponent's score by attacking. .

Oh, God! Save these football-playing Yankees! Ryan shook his head.

No wonder the early development of the major leagues has not been smooth, and this rule may have played a lot of roles in it.

Let's go.

After the game, the Galaxy team walked away in dejection. Only then did Ryan and Charlize realize that the two of them were too excited just now, and their current posture was a little too intimate.

The two chose a passage with fewer people, walked out of the stadium, and talked while walking.

The 35-yard single-handed ball is the only one in the world, doesn't it, Ryan?

I haven't heard of it anyway. Ryan shrugged, then smiled playfully, Charlie, you are the culprit of the Galaxy team's loss.

It seems that you have a part in it, Ryan? Charlize Theron smiled very sweetly. Don't forget, you persuaded me to throw it.

After a game, the relationship between the two has obviously drawn a lot closer.

As the night grew late, Ryan sent Charlize Theron back to Santa Monica and watched South Africa get out of the car. As he was about to drive away, the other party spoke.

Won't you come in for a coffee, Ryan?

This... Ryan looked at the dark night, looked at the hands of the watch again, and shook his head vigorously, It's getting late, let's forget it.

I'm going back to catch the script for Erin Brockovich! Also getting ready for a trip to New York after the New Year! And an essay for Vanity Fair! Ryan easily found an excuse to convince himself, he would not admit anything, and for a moment really wanted to go in for a cup of coffee.

After the New Year, Ryan went to New York as scheduled, first of all at the Blue Sky Studio at Blaircliff Manor.

Our main job now is to make virtual sets for Titanic, and James Cameron was so urgent that the studio had to focus its main efforts on this project.

After a brief circle around the studio, everyone came to a reception room, and Chris Wedge introduced the current situation of the studio.

Ryan nodded, no one knew better than him, what kind of attitude James Cameron was using in post-production, the tyrant on the set almost settled his home in the editing room, the blade at the original press conference. It was posted in a prominent position by him, always reminding him and his team.

Ryan, after Titanic. I'm not going to let studios take the business of special effects for films anymore. The advantage of blue sky is animation. Animation features are what we're after. After the success of Pixar, Chris ? Wedge is naturally unwilling to follow.

Okay. Ryan nodded, Chris, I won't interfere with your specific operations, I just want to say one thing, as long as the animated shorts you make can be recognized by the Oscars, I will give a lot of money. On a budget of $50 million. Support your animated feature films.

Then just wait and see, Ryan. Chris Wedge's mouth almost reached the corner of his ear.

This is a $50 million production budget, and it is said that Pixar's Toy Story 2 is no more than that, and Blue Sky Studios will soon usher in the opportunity to rise.

Leave Blue Sky Studio. Ryan went straight to the Broadway theater, where rehearsals for Annie Diaries had begun.

After a brief negotiation with the staff at the door, Ryan entered the theater. This is a theater that currently has no performances scheduled. The men and women on the stage are playing against each other.

Find a place where no one else is. After Ryan sat down, his eyes kept following the slender girl on the stage. Natalie did not wear makeup. But it seems unusually true and self, these are her most moving places.

Although the crew took a few short breaks in the middle, Ryan didn't mean to come forward to say hello, he just watched silently until the rehearsal was over and the actors had all left before walking into the backstage.

I'm looking for Miss Natalie. Ryan's face is the best pass.

Sorry, Mr. Jenkins, this is the ladies' locker room.

Hearing what the female staff member said, Ryan shrugged and waited by the door.

Hey, Natalie, I heard that you and Ryan are friends, can you get me a signed photo of him. A girl's voice came out from the dressing room.

He should be right outside the door, you can ask for it yourself.

Hearing Natalie's voice, Ryan shook his head, and he didn't know when Natalie found himself.

Really, Natalie, it's impossible!

He was sitting under the theater when we were rehearsing, you just didn't notice.

It can't be true...?

Following this female voice, the locker room door suddenly opened from the inside, and then the person behind asked, What happened?

Ryan...

Is he really out there?

Exactly!

Looking at the group of young girls surrounding him, Ryan glared at Natalie who was smiling. Is it fun to do this?

After meeting their signature requirements, the girls who finished dressing dispersed, and many of them swept between Ryan and Natalie with strange eyes, as if they were admiring the eight o'clock stall. Soap opera.

When did you see me? Ryan asked after taking the handbag Natalie handed over.

Just when you were sitting down. Natalie put on her coat, looked at Ryan and said, You are wearing too thin, this is New York, not Los Angeles, Ryan, pay attention to your physique!

Don't worry, Nate, I'm not as weak as you think. Ryan said as he and Natalie walked towards the back door of the theater. The weather in New York today is very good, not cold at all.

Where to go next? Ryan asked again.

I want to go home. Natalie had an imperceptible tiredness on her face.

Okay then, Miss Natalie, may I be a guest at your house? Ryan said very seriously, I haven't seen Mrs. Shelley and Mr. Avner for a long time.

ps:

Four shifts today! I have an extra-large acne in the middle of the top of my head. When I open my mouth, my whole scalp hurts. Eating and drinking are about to become a problem. I'm so depressed! ()