Chapter 131: The Rose Bowl
After entering mid-August, there was good news from New York, "Killer Leon" was officially closed, and if nothing else, the film is very likely to be released at the end of the year.
In fact, Luc Besson also planned so, for the French fat man who is eager to enter the North American market and break into Hollywood, time is money.
Although Ryan heard from the weekly fixed phone calls, Natalie's love seemed to be a little low, but he didn't take it to heart, for a child who has entered a rebellious adolescence, love is unstable, it is too normal, he is not Mrs. Shelly, and some women's problems are not his concern.
Because the paparazzi and reporters couldn't catch him and Drew, the extremely outrageous scandal between the two gradually dissipated with the passage of time, besides, this is Los Angeles, the birds in the sky are pooping, maybe they can hit a big star who is more famous than Ryan, and there are too many scandals and gossip that attract the public's attention.
What bothers Ryan a little is that the "Los Angeles Free Press" seems to have recognized himself, a paparazzi has fallen behind him all day, rain and shine, even with George's amazing ability to get rid of him, this guy is completely a dog skin plaster.
In just over half a month, Garcia has changed his shotgun, in addition to the original telephoto camera, his outfit has a new look, the small motorcycle has long been returned to the rental car dealer, and then replaced with a second-hand Ford, which is different from the ordinary paparazzi hip-hop style, he is dressed in a straight suit with flat sunglasses, like a reporter from a major newspaper.
In addition, he moved out of a run-down motel, rented an apartment in West Hollywood, and lived a decent life.
Garcia is very conscious, this qiΔ change is all due to the teenager in the Audi car in front of him, the other side of the bodyguard is very difficult, and he can get rid of the reporters and paparazzi to follow him, which just creates an opportunity for him to always take many exclusive photos each time, and easily exchange four figures from the newspaper for a four-figure bonus.
Ryan Jenkins is his own financier! Garcia became a paparazzi who tracked Ryan, and he hoped that the teenager would flourish in his career and become the most famous figure in Hollywood, so that the photos he captured would be worth more money, and he might sell for six figures one day.
My villa! My luxury car! My status! My future life...... I'm counting on you, Ryan, don't let me down.
In a way, Garcia has also become a fan of Ryan, and he hopes that he will become the brightest star in Hollywood in a short period of time......
"Hell, that guy is catching up again!" Ryan looked in the rearview mirror and spotted the familiar old Ford.
"That guy is very difficult, has a keen sense of smell, and is a good hand at tracking and analyzing." George, who was driving, said.
"Good at tracking?" Ryan seemed to remember something, but couldn't catch it, shook his head and said, "Leave him alone." β
Unlike those pesky rats and flies, the guy in the back is a little taller, and he is still well-behaved, and he doesn't come up to disturb him at all, except for following behind to catch some cameras.
Anyway, he made up his mind, and in the future, he would rarely see Drew Barrymore's troublesome spirit, let him shoot it well, and he didn't see anything shady, so it would be regarded as free publicity.
After all, having experienced the era of national entertainment, Ryan's mentality is very good, and maintaining proper exposure has certain benefits for his future career.
When the car arrived in front of the Rose Bowl Stadium, Ryan looked at the time, fortunately he was not late, said hello to the staff who greeted him, and walked towards the office area of the court.
The Rose Bowl Stadium is undergoing some of the renovation of its facilities, and you can see busy workers coming and going, and the stadium is huge, with a capacity of more than 100,000 spectators, and is a professional rugby stadium.
Of course, as long as the pitch is fine-tuned, it can be turned into a professional football stadium.
The Los Angeles office of the 1994 World Cup Organizing Committee was located here, and just last month Pai Kingsley and Hollywood Records reached an agreement with them that Ryan would compose and sing a promotional song to further promote the World Cup around the world, especially in North America.
As I've said before, it's a mutually beneficial thing, Ryan needs to use the influence of football around the world, and the organizing committee needs to use his influence among North American teenagers, after all, it's not ten years from now, it's still a football desert.
"Ryan, this is Mr. Joseph Blatter, the executive of FIFA."
Walking into the spacious office, Matt Trist, whom I had met last time in New York, introduced both parties.
Ryan looked at the big fat man with a bald forehead, snorted disdainfully in his heart, but shook his hand with a smile.
I didn't expect FIFA to send someone over? Or is this guy? Although Ryan likes football, he doesn't have a good impression of football politicians, and most fans in his previous life know what Blatter is.
As for FIFA? It was the world's second-largest sports corruption agency, and beneath its glossy exterior was the stinking black water, and the future chairman, who was known as one of the most corrupt sports officials of all time, had joked that if Blatter was tried by a British court, he would be sentenced to 10,000 years in prison......
Maybe he'll say, 'I've been imprisoned for 10,000 years......
Who is the number one corrupt body in sports? The IOC, of course.
It is said that the entertainment industry is full of shady scenes, but in Ryan's opinion, compared to these people who are engaged in sports politics, Hollywood can only bow to the wind.
"Yes, I have the direction and inspiration to write songs." When asked about the promotional song, Ryan said, "A Latin song, a Latin song full of passion." β
Just then, the staff walked in with another woman, interrupting Ryan's conversation.
"Hello, Maria."
It's not very familiar, but I've seen it at several charity dinners and pies, and Ryan is the last to shake her hand.
This is an unusually tall woman, five feet and nine inches, very different from Nicole's slenderness, she is a typical European and American woman with a large skeleton, a plump and sexy body, and black and white skin with a chocolate-like luster under the cover of blonde hair.
That's right, this woman is the flower butterfly, Maria Kelly.
"Long time no see, Ryan, oh, you're getting taller again." Mary Kelly laughed, and her voice changed, "Ryan, I asked you to sing, but you haven't responded. β
"Come on, Maria." Ryan playfully shrugged his shoulders, "Who doesn't know that you have extraordinary creative talent, where is the need for me to be ugly." β
"In front of you, who dares to say that he is talented? Now, we have the opportunity to create together. β
In order to promote the 94 World Cup in the United States, the organizing committee of the United States has invested a lot of money, not only inviting Ryan, but also inviting Maria Kelly, and the two will release a different version of the propaganda song for men and women.
Now Maria Kelly has only just debuted, and she is not yet a global pop superstar, speaking of which, Ryan is envious of her talent, Flower Butterfly has two super buffalo lungs and a high-pitched vocal range of five octaves, in this respect alone, even a blessed guy like Ryan has to bow down.
In the previous life, the 90s were undoubtedly one of the most glorious eras of pop music, and there were four or five divas in the European and American music scene, and Maria Kelly was undoubtedly the best among them, and unlike the others, her creative talent was even more prominent.
Frankly, Ryan loves her and Celine Dion's songs, but it's a pity that even in a few years, the big sister in pop music will still be Madonna Sciccone, even if her late 90s work is already very weak.
It can't be said that several other female singers don't work hard, it can only be said that Madonna became famous first and led the sexy era of female singers, and second, she is a standard white American......
Maria Kelly is biracial, Celine Dion is Canadian, Whitney Houston is black, and Shania Towne is not only Canadian, but also a country singer......
This is the recognition of mainstream American society, no one person or organization is powerless to change, and implicit discrimination is everywhere, even if it will be the case for another ten or twenty years.
It's like a white American director or actor who messes up an investment, and if he comes back after a period of hibernation, if the director is replaced by John Wu from Hong Kong, then he can only go home in disgrace.
"Ryan, Maria, we are waiting for your song." Joseph Blatter said before leaving, but the hand holding the flower butterfly pinched it very covertly.
It's really old-hearted! Ryan rolled his eyes, but unfortunately this idea is too unrealistic, this is the United States, not Europe, Maria Kelly is not an ordinary singer, her fiancΓ© is the president of Sony Records, and there is no need to give face to the old pervert.
With Ryan alone in the room, Maria Kelly made no secret of her disgust, took out the wipes from her handbag and wiped them vigorously in her hands, eager to wipe off a layer of skin.
"These people are excessive." Maria Kelly grumbled under her breath.
"Alright, Maria, ignore that old fellow, this is Los Angeles, not Zurich, Switzerland." Ryan said in a low voice.
"Don't you mind...... "Some people are always confused," said Matt Trist, who were all Americans, in a sense their own people. β
"Ryan, let's talk about your songs." Trist changed the subject.
"What? Are your songs ready? Maria Kelly threw away the wipes and looked at them in amazement.
"I guess I have the tunes and songs, but the accompaniment and the like are more troublesome......"
β¦β¦ This book is on the shelves on May Day, thank you friends for your continued support......