Rebirth In Hollywood

Leaving Wall Street, Ryan came to the New York Public Theater. Now the time is just right, and the drama on the stage is about to kick off.

This is produced by the Public Theater of New York, directed by Mike Nix, and comes from Chekhov's classic play "The Seagull".

As the actors appeared one by one, Ryan naturally set his sights on the most familiar person on the stage, and Natalie played an important role in it.

After "The Diary of Anne Frank", the Long Island girl once again chose Broadway during the summer vacation. "Fiction" novel chapters are updated the fastest

Of course, this time she was far less eye-catching than Anne's Diary, after all, there was Meryl Streep on the same stage.

"I have an appointment with Miss Natalie Portman."

When the show was over, Ryan came directly to the entrance of the backstage, "Can I go there?"

"When... of course."

The staff here took out their pens and notebooks as if by magic, and quickly moved aside after Ryan finished signing.

Before coming to the dressing rooms of the protagonists, Ryan took the flowers from the bodyguards and knocked on the door of Natalie's room.

"Who?"

The door was opened from the inside. It was Natalie's female assistant. Seeing that it was Ryan, she let her in.

"Hi, Nat."

Ryan waved to the girl who was taking off her make-up, and put the flowers on the table in front of her, "Your performance is great."

"Did you watch the whole show?"

Brown eyes looked at Ryan in the mirror, and after seeing him nod, he spoke again. "I thought you always liked to come at the end of the show."

"Hey, dear." Ryan pretended to be helpless and spread his hands, "When you starred in "Annie's Diary". I was promoting "Titanic", and I finally escaped from the theater. "

"Anyway, you can always find a reason." Natalie stood up, took off her costume generously, and changed back to her own clothes, "Didn't you say on the phone that you have been on Wall Street recently? Are you done with work?"

"The talk is almost done, the rest is left to Scott.

Ryan let out a long breath.

Although there is a relationship formed at the beginning and carefully managed over the years, it does not pay enough benefits. How could those guys keneng reach an agreement with him when needed?

"Where are you going next?" Natalie took the satchel from the assistant and stuffed the bouquet of flowers in it, "I'm hungry."

"Jean Georges Restaurant."

Holding the girl's hand. Ryan opened the door of the dressing room, "I've already made a reservation."

Just as the door opened, Ryan found a large bouquet of bright red roses handed over to the young man in his twenties opposite. Probably also found out that the wrong person. Immediately took it back.

"Who is he?" Ryan asked the bodyguard at the door.

"A supporter of Miss Natalie." The bodyguard leaned over and whispered.

"Hi, Nat."

The other party's eyes passed Ryan and fell directly on Natalie, "Congratulations, a very successful performance."

"thanks."

Natalie nodded politely, but did not accept the flowers he handed over.

This person is not a fool, he immediately retracted his gaze, and stretched out his hand to Ryan. "Hello, Mr. Jenkins."

"Hello."

Ryan shook it lightly. Straightforwardly, "We also..."

"If possible, can I invite you to have dinner?" The other party smiled brightly, and his etiquette was impeccable.

"No need."

Before Ryan could speak, Natalie refused. She gently shook Ryan's hand and whispered, "Let's go."

Nodding to the opposite side, Ryan took Natalie's arm and walked towards the backstage exit, but just before turning out of this corridor, his eyes swept across the other's face again, and that face was really familiar.

He was sure that he had never met the other party before, and this sense of familiarity must have come from his previous life. When he got in the car, he had a rare curiosity, "Who is that person, Nat?"

"Emily...a friend of my former Harvard roommate." Natalie said briefly, "Emily took him to a party I held, he should work on Broadway, and once saw our Come here often for rehearsals..."

She made a gesture to Ryan that you understand, curled her lips deliberately and said, "It's one of my suitors."

"One?" Ryan's forehead jumped, "Dear Nat, do you have many suitors?"

"Of course." Natalie covered her mouth lightly, and the smile at the corners of her eyes was unusually obvious, "So, if you do something sorry for me again, I have many choices."

"It seems that I have to find a way to destroy them humanely in advance." Ryan deliberately followed Natalie's tone and joked, "That..."

He realized that he still didn't have that guy's name, "That guy just now, shouldn't he be your backup candidate?"

"Just a Frenchman dancing ballet."

Natalie snorted disdainfully, "French..."

Jean Georges restaurant is a Michelin three-star restaurant. Its main store in Manhattan is known as the most French restaurant in New York. This restaurant is mainly aimed at two groups of stars and rich people. Therefore, it can be called the best restaurant in New York in terms of atmosphere and guard against paparazzi. model.

Eating French food requires enough patience. Sitting in a secluded partition, Ryan tastes appetizers while talking softly with Natalie. Judging from the hearty smiles they often show, they are completely restored to the past.

"How about this version of "Seagull"?" Natalie's words unconsciously turned to today's drama.

"Repaid." Ryan replied casually.

"On a beautiful lakeside in a village, there is a young girl, Nina Chalechinaya, who fantasizes about the stage, honor, love, happiness." Natalie said as if her juese in the play, "in her In my mind, life is as beautiful, charming, full of illusions and dreams as this lake and this sky.”

Ryan stretched out his hand to the opposite side, and firmly grasped the girl's hand on the table, "I'm not Terry Green."

"I'm not Ningna either." Natalie smiled and shook Ryan's hand instead, "This show season is coming to an end."

"Nate, do you have time in early September?" Ryan asked very seriously.

"At Harvard." Natalie thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe I will go back to New York during the weekend."

"Back to New York?" Although it was still early, Ryan frowned and put down the knife and fork in his hand, "How about going to Hawaii for vacation together? Not the two of us, we will call friends like Scott and Pat, and we will go together Go to Lanai."

He looked straight at the opposite side, Natalie's lips squirmed, and finally nodded slightly.

In September, New York is the most unsafe place in the world. Ryan has already made an appointment with close friends to go to Hawaii for vacation in advance.

It's been a long time since the two of them had a heart-to-heart chat, as if they had gone back to their childhood, whether it was philosophy or entertainment, whether it was politics or economics, they could all talk about it, although it wasn't as tit-for-tat as before, but occasionally If you don't agree with each other, you will stare until you laugh at the same time.

"My idea and outline have been completed." Ryan talked about some of the things he wrote recently, "This is a story that relies on women to support the frame, and needs a strong heroine to build the whole world. Are you interested? Nat?"

"Where's the script?" Natalie stretched out a hand playfully.

"Actually, it will be released as a novel first."

Ryan tasted the dessert after the main meal slowly, and said at the same time, "I have already finished the outline and basic settings. I handed it over to a female screenwriter a while ago, and she will complete the specific writing work."

"Since when did you start looking for the shooter?" Natalie picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth gently.

"It's not the shooter, it's our joint signature."

Seeing that Natalie was very interested, Ryan said a few more words, "After the novel is published, I have the priority to adapt the film."

In fact, after the premiere of "The Lord of the Rings", Garcia's people quickly found Susan Collins, who later became a famous female writer. Now she is just an ordinary TV screenwriter in Hollywood. After contacting and seeing the simple outline setting, the two parties quickly reached an agreement.

The car stopped at the intersection, and Ryan and Natalie walked forward unhurriedly under the illumination of the street lights.

In front was Natalie's residence. The quiet road was not long, and the two of them held hands and soon came to the small villa.

"Then...see you tomorrow."

Standing in front of the door, Natalie waved goodbye to Ryan.

"Nat." Ryan didn't mean to say goodbye at all, "won't you invite me in for a cup of coffee?"

Natalie didn't speak, turned around and opened the door, and walked into the villa first, followed by Ryan.

As the door slammed shut, Ryan took a quick step and hugged Natalie from behind. The girl's waist was still so thin, and her figure was still so thin, as if she had never changed.

Gently blowing away the strands of hair from her temples, Ryan's lips brushed past the white earballs, lifted Natalie's pointed chin with one hand, hooked it over, and kissed the extremely soft lips. on the lips.

With a little force, Natalie opened the hand that Ryan was embracing, and turned around, with both hands hooked on his neck, venting the emotions accumulated for a long time.

Both of them are very familiar with each other's body, where is the most sensitive place, while kissing deeply, the four hands keep moving on each other's body.

Buckles on women's jeans and belts on men's quickly become ostentatiously undefended.

In the sound of rapid breathing, the four lips parted with a thin bright silver water thread, and then their foreheads pressed together, and the sky blue eyes and brown pupils infinitely narrowed the distance between their hearts.

"Nate..."

Holding the feather-light girl in his arms, Ryan walked towards Natalie's bedroom. (to be continued...) ()