King of Hollywood

"Okay, Dad, I'm not a little girl anymore, I can take care of myself, don't worry, that's it, I love you." Blake Lively closed the phone and took a long breath, put it down, and tidied up After getting dressed, he hurried out of the secluded corner and returned to the avenue between the studios.

Because of her parents, she used to come to the studio quite often to play, and she was fairly familiar with everything around her, so she soon came near the parking lot. Looking at the time, although she didn't find out the specific number, it was about this time. I don't know if the man would change his schedule, or if he had already arrived when she answered the phone.

Blake waited hesitantly for ten minutes, and couldn't help but want to go to the studio to have a look. A silver-gray Bentley drove in, and the people who were waiting got out of the car. She took a long breath and relaxed a little, but then became more nervous, even before she came here, she kept cheering herself up and telling herself that she could do what that bitch could do.

During this period of time, Blake has been wandering around the studio a lot, and has been trying to find out about the man from the people here. He even used the Oscars ceremony to ask his parents for the first time about his situation. With this information, Blake finally spelled out a relatively complete picture in his mind. There is no doubt that he is a playboy and has slept with many women. This is something that can be determined before she collects information, but now it is confirmed one by one. That's all.

"Just a few weeks ago I saw him with... that... Vera Farmiga who played the headmistress in House. That's the name, from the corner of Studio 42." Come out one after another." This is what a staff member in charge of props said while chatting with someone, and Blake happened to be next to him at that time.

But this is not what she cares about the most, as long as Black has made up her mind, she will not care about other things until she achieves her goal. Just like when she was in the 8th grade, a girl with a higher family background offended her, Blake wanted to take revenge, but several buddies thought it would cause trouble, so she left them alone to block the girl Humiliated and threatened in the bathroom. Later, the girl transferred to another school and left. The parents didn't know about this, and the buddies listened to her even more because of this.

So what Blake wants to know more is whether the pay is proportional to the benefit. Her parents, her older brothers and sisters are basically working hard in the entertainment industry, and she is naturally not ignorant of certain things. In fact, when she decided to be an actress, her parents began to consciously tell her how to protect herself.

Generally speaking. The return rate of this kind of thing is not high, because it is just a means of communication to a large extent. It is as common as going out to eat, shopping, and dancing with everyone. Therefore, it happens from time to time to pull out the ruthlessness, except for that person. It is said that the women who slept with him got good rewards, so even a well-known playboy still has a good reputation among women.

Well, maybe the information you get isn't that accurate. But as long as there is intelligence, it can be analyzed, not to mention practical examples.

"Another one, how many times is this already? In this way, whoever wants the best actress in the future, just go to bed with him." When watching this year's Oscars ceremony in front of the TV, when it came to the best actress, my mother I once complained like this.

and,. Even if you don't watch the series of miracle girls who won the best actresses, the sluts who dangle in front of you every day in school are enough to prove something. So Blake finally made up his mind. You know, for a man like him, even if there is no reward, the women who want to sleep with him will follow suit. If he doesn't work harder, how can he put that bitch under his feet?

Think back then. How did I treat her, and what did she do to herself? ! Black gritted his teeth every time he thought about it. Of course, at this time, she would selectively forget that she was the one who started the trouble first.

In short, as long as that bitch doesn't dare to appear in front of me with arrogance, this kind of sacrifice is nothing at all, let alone... thinking back to Miracle Girl and some female stars—such as Vera Farmiga— The difference between them, Blake with more desire caught up with the man's figure.

After sneaking around and observing for a long time, she waited outside studio No. 35 for a while. After the other party came out, taking advantage of him being alone, she immediately puffed up her chest and walked over, shouting in a surprised tone: "Are you... Mr. Adrian Cowell?"

"Yes, I am. May I ask who you are?" The man turned his head suspiciously, looked her up and down, and seemed to show some interest.

Blake deliberately dressed up, wearing a white shirt and jeans, with a little makeup, trying to reflect his youthful and lively side. She wasn't sure what kind of woman he liked, but young girls were always liked, and wasn't that slut Leighton?

"Hello, I'm Blake Lively. You may not know me, but it's okay. If you are willing to give me a chance to show yourself, you will find my advantages." Blake said in a confident tone.

The other party raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at her carefully again, and then laughed: "If you want a role, Miss Lively, you should go to various auditions instead of coming to me. If every If the actors come to me for roles, I will be very busy."

This tone made Blake's heart sink. The reason why she did this was because she had no other way to get close, and she also wanted to make a deep impression on the other party. No matter whether the impression was good or bad, she could only let him remember that she was like ,. In fact, for a few seconds she felt that she was successful, at least Adrianna's interested look did not disappear, but unexpectedly he gave such an answer.

"I know it's against the rules, Mr. Cowell, but I stick to my point of view." Although her hands were sweaty and her heart was pounding, Blake maintained a calm and confident appearance on the surface. She had already There is no way out, "I have participated in some auditions, but either the director and producer are absent-minded, or the role is dispensable. I need a chance to prove myself."

"You don't look big," Adrian said after looking at her carefully again, "I don't think it's a big deal, there are not many characters suitable for your age, so instead of thinking about it all night To become famous, it’s better to try some simple supporting roles, after going through this embarrassing period, the accumulated experience can give you a qualitative leap.”

"I know, Mr. Cowell. But it also requires opportunities." Black took a deep breath, "I am confident that I can play any role, as long as there is a chance to prove myself."

"What kind of role can you play?" The other party laughed, with a hint of disapproval.

"I don't think you have participated in those top auditions," he said, pointing to the studio. "That kind of audition is completely unimaginable at your age. Every actor, no matter how famous he is, must follow the director's instructions." Ask for a performance, and give it your all, and — no matter how unreasonable the request may be.”

"I believe I can do it, Mr. Cowell," a kind of enlightenment rose in his heart, and Blake immediately said in a persistent tone. "I also believe that this is the first time anyone has tried for a chance like this, so why not let me try?"

The other party narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up as if he wanted to laugh. The look of disapproval became stronger, but at the same time, he also showed a hint of interest. It was also this obvious glimmer of interest. The anxious Blake pushed his chest higher, and she was very smart and didn't speak, but looked at Adrian with a persistent look.

The man in front of him shook his head, frowned and seemed to be thinking about how to dispel her thoughts, then he made a "follow me" gesture, turned his head and walked towards the second floor of an office building next to the studio ,. Black didn't care about the weakness of his legs, and immediately followed behind him.

It was probably because the studio next to it was working, and there were not many people in the building, so the two came to a small room along the corridor in tandem. This is a lounge, and a staff member was busy with something. After discovering them, they left without making a sound, and left under Adrian's signal, and didn't even look at Black halfway through. As if she didn't exist.

After entering the room, Adrian looked around, took out a banana from the fruit plate on the long table next to him, and placed it under his belly facing Black: "You should have seen Judy Foss Is "The Robbery of Pear Blossom" right? Now, I need a heroine, she was raped, in order to survive, in order to allow herself to take revenge, she had to pretend to submit to her assailant, so how do you act, Lai Miss Foley."

No matter how calm Black pretended to be, she couldn't help blushing at this moment. She had planned many plans in her heart, and as long as she could get the other party to agree to consider it—even if it was perfunctory—she would have a chance to get in touch with him further. But Blake didn't expect that the other party actually asked a test question, and it was such a test question, obviously intending to let him quit in the face of difficulties.

The beating of her heart made her breathe faster. Looking at the man in front of her who seemed to be saying "go back" with his eyes, scenes of pictures flashed through her mind quickly. The family life of the wealthy but very ordinary middle class, The big star who is hugged by everyone in public, the envy of brothers and sisters who talk about fame, and the girl who praises her in the cheerleading team, the last thing that freezes is Litton's proud and contemptuous eyes.

There was a "crack" in her heart, as if something was disconnected, Black's throat moved slightly, she strode over, squatted down in front of Adrian, grabbed his hand, and closed her mouth That's how the bananas started.

It wasn't easy for Blake, who kept herself very well despite the fact that little kids in America were taught sex education early on and she dated a few boys, not to mention this kind of sex. It's over. Even so, Blake is still doing his best, even though the banana the other party is holding is not only a bit big but also has a rough skin, not only that, but she also looks up at him, making a picture according to the previously described plot. Flattering look.

She didn't realize that if she really wanted to let herself quit, this man didn't need to come here and ask this kind of test questions in one-on-one time.

Finally, Black saw what he wanted to see, and the man who looked down at him was finally a little moved. As if inspired, she simply peeled off the banana peel and used the pulp inside, but to her surprise, the pulp was too soft and she was inexperienced. So I used too much force and bit the banana in half.

The sudden change made Blake stunned, and she just squatted there with half of a banana in her mouth in a daze for a long time, then jumped up, put her hand to her mouth and wanted to spit it out. But the banana had already become softer under the saliva, and she chewed it a few more times in a panic, and the piece that was bitten off was a bit too much, so her mouth was full of pulp, and she was so choked that she couldn't even speak.

As a last resort, she could only be embarrassed and annoyed. After chewing and swallowing the banana a few times, his face flushed red. But Blake immediately discovered that Adrian did not show disdain because of his mistake, but the expression of interest was stronger. He squinted his eyes, with a faint aggressive look.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cowell," Blake said, taking a deep breath. Try to make yourself calm, "It's a device problem, if you want, you can let me do it again with a fake one."

She paused here, and bit her teeth hard: "Of course, even if it's true."

The other party's eyes obviously lit up. The look of encroachment became stronger, and at the same time, he took two steps forward, came to the front and looked down at her with a feeling of oppression, and finally reached out and lifted her chin. Face this rude move. Black didn't say a word, his eyes looked forward without focus, and he still looked at himself in the way Adrian admired the goods.

After stroking her face, the man immediately turned behind her, hugged her waist with both hands, kneaded her twice, and then held the small softness upwards along the curve. One moved down from the outer side of the thigh to the inner side, and finally caught it in the middle. It even moved its head to the back of her neck and took a deep breath.

Black's body trembled due to tension. Even though he was mentally prepared, he would still have all kinds of timid thoughts when he really came, especially if he was here... If so, she still bites Gritting the root of the teeth and not making a sound, this was originally my purpose. isn't it?

It seemed as if a century had passed, and the other party didn't let him go until those hands touched his body all over.

"I'm very satisfied." Adrian turned around and said to Black.

"At least so far, Miss Lively, I'm very satisfied with you." He then said with emphasis, "So, I don't know if it is possible to invite you to dinner tonight?"

A feeling of joy surged into Black's heart uncontrollably. All the previous encounters were worthwhile, and he replied without thinking, "I'm very happy, Mr. Cowell."

"Then, please wait a moment, I still have something to deal with here, and you can also..." Adrian smiled meaningfully, "Say hello to my family first."

Black immediately understood what he meant, she was slightly surprised at first, but then happy again, although she hesitated for two seconds, she still agreed: "I will, Mr. Cowell, the control of my family Very loose."

"Very good," Adrian nodded, "by the way, you can call me Adrian or Ed, Blake."

"Okay, Cowell...Ed," Blake replied, biting his lip.

Adrian smiled slightly, and after asking for her phone, he kissed her lightly on the cheek before leaving the room. And after he left, Blake, who was completely relaxed, took a long breath, found a chair and sat down weakly. Although she had put everything out before, she would inevitably regret it now in retrospect.

But, can I really get what I want? Blake, who rubbed his face, came up with such an idea. But she dismissed it very quickly. It has reached this point, why are you still thinking about it? At least she has initially achieved her goal, as long as tonight...

Thinking of this, Black felt a little worried again, how would this man treat him?

She knew it very quickly, and it was very surprising. After Adrian picked her up in the car, he asked her in detail about her preferences, and then drove to a relatively quiet high-end Italian restaurant.

"I like to dine here. Both the service and the taste of the food are first-class, and it is not easy to be spotted by the paparazzi." After being very gentlemanly, he opened a seat for her and asked her to sit down, and asked the waiter to bring a bottle of red wine. An sat in her seat and said, "Do you want to try it? Here, no one will ask your age."

"Thank you." In that case, Black did not refuse, but these confused her very much.

Adrian is so personable at the moment, with gentlemanly grace and thoughtfulness, and is very good at explaining people. Especially when leading the topic to talk about her family, after she unconsciously opened the conversation box, she would stand on the sidelines and say a few pertinent comments on certain things from time to time, even if some were not on her side, but It can also be accepted by her, which is completely different from the impression she gave herself in the studio before.

Well, in fact, when he was in the studio before, what Blake remembers most is his hands hugging him from behind. Moving up and down in a rhythmic and measured manner, even through the clothes, the provocative feeling still makes her want to move, especially when he sticks to the back of the neck and takes a deep breath, the hot air from his exhalation stimulates her sensitive areas, making her She almost gave in to him.

"Black?" Adrian called softly at this moment.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, Ed, I was distracted." Blake, who woke up, smiled embarrassedly, and quickly lowered his head to cover up the food in front of him.

"It's okay," Adrian smiled gently, "By the way, you said before that you went to Burbank High School and you were also a member of the cheerleading team, right?"

The knife that was cutting the chicken suddenly slashed hard on the plate. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)