Exploiting Hollywood 1980

"What does the First Lady want from me?" Ronald looked sleepy and confused.

"James Baker didn't say, but he is the White House chief of staff and the fifth, if not fourth, most powerful person in that house. It's up to you to decide whether you want to go." Niceta said on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I'll ask Little Bud to take me to the airport. You will buy the ticket for me, right?"

"No, someone will be responsible for all the expenses. Just come to the airport. Several of your old acquaintances have also received invitations."

"Is it you? Why are you going to the White House this time? Are you teaching the commander-in-chief how to break dance?" Ronald met the three leading actors of "Break Dance" in the special waiting room of the airport, Boogaloo Prawns, Sabado, and Lucinda Dickey. There was also Minahan Golan who came with him.

"Don't you know? We were just informed."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me." A White House Secret Service commissioner wearing a black suit and sunglasses invited them to get on the business jet.

"Man, is this Air Force One?"

The Boogaloo prawn had never seen it before and asked a stupid question. This is a small business jet, not a big one like Air Force One.

"No, this is a private jet lent to us by a friendly entrepreneur. This flight is not for official business." The Secret Service man replied politely.

Ronald got on the plane and felt something familiar. Sure enough, the producers of "The Kid" were turned out, Weintraub and his wife Jane Morgan.

"Take a rest. We arrived in Washington and there are still many things to do." Weintraub motioned for Ronald and agent Niceta to sit in the front and rest first.

Ronald put on a blindfold and earplugs and tried to fall asleep again. It’s not easy to dream about a movie, so why not keep trying.

"Have you seen the finished sequel?"

"No, I don't want to mention that movie."

"Don't be like this, at least the dancing is quite exciting."

"Are you talking about those nurses who dance?"

"Hahaha……"

Ronald slept well and felt refreshed, but he never dreamed anything again.

He intermittently heard what the three "Break Dance" creators in the back row were discussing, so he took off his eye mask and earplugs and turned his head.

"Hey, Ronald, why didn't you continue directing the sequel to Breakdance?" Sabado asked with a dejected look on his face when he saw Ronald waking up.

"I think the story I wanted to film was all filmed in the first film." Ronald replied.

"Hey, the sequel was made into a monster. I cried when I saw the movie finished." The expression on Sabado's face didn't seem like he was lying.

"It was very bad. The director also built a rotating cylinder and asked me to perform the scene of dancing on the walls and ceiling in it, saying it was a tribute to Fred Asdale." Boogaloo Prawn also Start complaining.

"Why don't you talk about that scene in the hospital where suddenly all the nurse girls took off their coats, put on sexy short skirts, and started break dancing." Lucinda Dickey, who also participated in the sequel, laughed.

"I literally cried, Ronald. What a great piece your first one was, so realistic about Los Angeles and the hip-hop scene. He did something that even the Secretary General of the United Nations couldn't do, bring together people of different races. , people of different skin colors unite and dance together...

This second part, it's just... they actually let us break dance and fight with gang members. "

"Yes, Minahan asked the director to add a street gang fight, break dancing and karate moves. He said he wanted to learn from your Longwei boy."

"Shh, please be gentle," Lucinda Dickey pulled the Boogaloo shrimp and pointed at Minahan, who was dozing off at the end of the plane.

"Chirp...hoo...", Fat Minahan was sleeping happily.

"It seems that he has relapsed into his old habit of trying to cram all the elements into a movie..."

Arriving at Dulles International Airport in Washington, D.C., several cars took everyone to the White House.

"Sorry, you can't go in." At the door of the living area, the Secret Service officers interrogated Minahan Golan and refused to let him in.

"Why?"

"You are not an American citizen."

"Me? Ronald, what's the matter? Come out and let's talk." Minahan's face turned red, as if he had been greatly insulted. In the eyes of everyone, he silently walked to the tourist area outside the door.

"Hello." First lady Nancy, who was dressed very Hollywoodly and had a good temperament, wore a white suit and walked from the back to the reception room where Ronald and others were.

"Mrs. Nancy, you look so radiant today." Ronald stepped forward to greet her.

"Ha, I've been away from Hollywood for a long time. Your arrival gives Ronald and I a little bit of a sense of the old days again." Nancy shook hands with several of the "Break Dance" creators one by one, especially Lucinda. Dicky, the two held hands and talked for a long time.

"I invite you here this time because I want you to teach me how to break dance."

"ah……!?"

Ronald cried out in surprise. Really let them teach Nancy how to dance? Wouldn't it be enough to just find a breakdance dancer as a teacher and learn from it?

"Don't be surprised, I also made a musical film back then." Nancy smiled gracefully.

"I am recently helping to promote a youth action to eliminate the trend of drug abuse and advocate a healthy lifestyle for young people. I need to shoot a promotional video, so I want to borrow your power and the unparalleled popularity of break dancing among young people. Promote this good thing that benefits the country and the people.”

“You are the most Hollywood star-like First Lady and it’s as simple as having a cup of coffee and Lucinda figuring out some dance moves with you.

When the time comes, Boogaloo Shrimp, and Sabado will be able to choreograph a dance with you. I will fulfill my duties as a director and find the most photogenic angle for you.

I hope that the directing methods I learned can keep up with your classic Hollywood performances. "

Ronald, who was originally dissatisfied with Nancy for calling the crew members with great fanfare just to shoot some promotional videos for her, saw that Nancy had made up her mind to do this, so he stepped forward to cater to her.

The Commander-in-Chief’s wife, since she has brought you here, it would be unwise and incompetent to not show some real skills so that she can get the desired effect to her satisfaction. It is better to use the abilities of the new generation of Hollywood directors to make this former Hollywood movie star happy.

"One, two, three, four...two, two, three, four..."

Accompanied by "break dancing" music found by the Secret Service, Nancy learned break dancing moves from Lucinda.

Nancy, like Lucinda, has a foundation in jazz dance, so it is most appropriate for Lucinda to teach her.

How to make the arms rise and fall like a snake, how to twist the hips forward, and how to create a strong rhythm, Lucinda's teachings were very effective.

"Why don't you go quickly..." Ronald patted the two idiot actors and asked them to go up and dance with the first lady. "Don't make it too complicated. Everyone does the same movements and lines up to do the group dance."

Sabado and Boogaloo prawns woke up from their dreams and began to lead the dance in front of Nancy.

One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four...

Several people lined up and danced a few moves that Nancy had mastered.

Ronald stood aside and personally operated the installed video recorder to record the first lady and the actors dancing together.

"It doesn't look difficult." Nancy smiled happily.

"The main reason is that your jazz dance foundation is very good. If I had known Madam during the filming, I would definitely try my best to persuade you to guest star as the final dance judge."

Ronald's good words were praised as if they were free of charge.

"Oh hahaha... don't tell me, I have been a heroine before." Nancy put one hand forward and made a dance move.

"Can you?" Ronald gently took her hand, silently recalling the rhythm of the waltz in his mind, and danced a two-step waltz with her.

"Haha, you made me so happy today. I really want to go back to those days in Hollywood with Ronald, when we were good friends with Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin.

This is how I attend banquets and dance every day. It's not like here in Washington, where everyone is rigid. "

"oops" the first lady pretended to be speechless, covered her mouth and laughed like a big star.

Ronald and several of the actors laughed in agreement.

Nancy pulled Lucinda again and asked her to teach her a few more moves. She will go to a public high school in Washington tomorrow to have fun with the children and practice break dancing in advance. For her, this is an important part of her people-friendly image.

Ronald returned the video recorder with the angle and lens adjusted to the SWAT team members. Quietly exited the room.

They went to great lengths to find them and did this. It would be a lie to say that they were not unhappy at all.

"Ronald, why did you come out? Did everything go well?" Weintraub suddenly appeared in front of Ronald just as he disappeared.

“It’s going great, Nancy is learning some break-dancing moves from Lucinda, and I’m watching her skills, and now she’s filming a movie with Gene Kelly.

"Hahaha, old Ronald's first presidential campaign TV debate polls were not good, and she was eager to make some people-friendly moves to restore support." Weintraub quietly told the truth of the matter.

"No way, the economy of the Great Commander-in-Chief is doing so well. Inflation is gone, the unemployment rate is at its lowest point, GDP growth has exceeded 5%, and the Olympic Games have been successfully held, and the alliance has taken a tough stance... I listen to TV It is said in the news that there is no suspense about his re-election?" Ronald also whispered his doubts in Weintraub's ear.

"But in the last TV debate, his performance was very poor and he often forgot things. Mondale, the candidate of the Donkey Party, took the opportunity to say that he was old and had poor memory, and said a lot of things he said back then but has forgotten now."

"Oh..." Ronald understood that no matter how many achievements he made, if the commander-in-chief became old and dim, the people of America would probably not vote for him. Who would want an old fool to be the commander-in-chief?

"Ronald...Ronald..." Nancy's voice came from the door.

Ronald opened the door immediately and went in. Several actors went to the side hall and stopped dancing with Nancy.

Nancy was the only one in the room talking to a middle-aged man, "What did Ronald say?"

"Madam, you should continue to prepare for your activities. Let me and his campaign manager handle the campaign."

"How can I not be worried? They are attacking my husband and saying he is too old and not healthy enough to continue leading the people of America. I have the right to question your response strategy."

"Oh, Ronald...Ronald, how do you think we should deal with this kind of thing?" Nancy looked very different from her graceful appearance just now, with anxiety in her eyes.

Ronald thought Nancy was asking for his opinion, so he stepped forward and said, "Age is not necessarily a disadvantage, right? Shouldn't people trust more experienced leaders?"

"Oh, little Ronald, I'm not telling you, please wait for me in the side hall." Nancy turned around and saw Ronald, regained her grace instantly, and explained to her that she was She called her husband's name.

"Wait a minute, what did you just say?" The middle-aged man turned back and stared at Ronald, stepped forward and grabbed his arms with both hands, and then asked, "What did you answer just now?"

"I say age is not necessarily a disadvantage."

"No, the last sentence."

"I said people should trust more experienced leaders." Ronald didn't know what was going on.

"What the hell is your name? Are you an intern here?"

"I'm Ronald, a film director."

"James Baker, White House Chief of Staff, would you please come in and talk to our campaign team."

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