Dear Miss Drew Barrymore? Screenplay? Owed to me?

Drew has always been grinning, and the voice of his voice naturally fell on the ears of reporters, and these guys with a keen sense of smell immediately started to associate with it.

Could it be that Ryan Jenkins has an ulterior relationship with Drew Barrymore? Or are they two ......

"By the way, I've heard from people at Universal Pictures that the two of them seem to have had an entanglement at Universal Studios, and it's not clear what it is." A well-informed journalist whispered.

Imbroglio? What kind of entanglement will there be, is it a sister-brother relationship......

Although Drew Barrymore and Gwyneth Paltrow had a surprise attack, they came to cheer him on anyway, and Ryan couldn't say anything, so he hugged politely as a sign of gratitude.

"You're welcome, Ryan, I'll go find Nicole in the back." Little Pepper in her previous life smiled slightly.

"Well, Ryan, I wish you a big hit on your first album and sell ten platinum sales soon!"

Drew leaned into his ear and muttered, although neither of them meant anything else, but in the eyes of the reporter, it was completely different.

These guys are all professionals, and they quickly chose the angle, but the camera shutter didn't stop for a moment, filming the front and back of the scene.

Now, they are relieved, and they don't have to worry about the headlines of tomorrow's entertainment section.

You know, Ryan Jenkins has been a lot more stable lately, and he hasn't made big news in a long time, what? Isn't it normal for records to sell well, for super geniuses, low record sales are good news.

Well, now that the super genius and the depraved girl have an ambiguous relationship, how should it be written? The reporter's brain turned quickly, as for whether the relationship between the two people was what they thought, it was not a question at all, in their pen, even if the two were just ordinary acquaintances, they could be dragged into the lovers in the report.

What's more, the two are still hugging in full view...... Well, even though fools understand that it's just ordinary etiquette, well, it's shot in a misplaced way......

And the script? It sounds like Ryan Jenkins wrote a script for Drew Barrymore, but it's big news, and you have to find a way to dig it up!

If the two are not related, he weishenme will write a script for her? There must be inside information, the public has the right to know, our responsibility is great and sacred, and we have to dig out all their privacy.

What if not? That's too easy, looking at pictures and talking and making up nonsense are our basic skills, if you don't even know this, then you can simply change your career.

The scandal represents the news, the news represents the sales, and the sales represent the green banknotes, so the headline should be eye-catching, the content should be thrilling, and we can also fry the fake to be true!

Many reporters have already imagined in their minds how to make up ...... Ah, no, it's written.

Ryan didn't think much about it, the guests who came to cheer today, he all used hugs to express his gratitude, this is one of the most basic etiquette, it is more solemn than shaking hands, no matter what these people are here for, this is a favor.

Back in the lounge, except for Nicole, Drew and Gwyneth, the other people who came to cheer were gone, after all, they were all busy people, and it was already very face-saving to be able to make a special trip.

"Let's go" Ryan helped Nicole pack her things and greeted everyone.

"Wow, it's over?" Drew took off his earplugs and looked at John Burns, "Mr. Burns, can we go to a celebration party?" ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, the guy lets out a scream of excitement, and she is a veritable party animal, as rumored.

The party was scheduled at the Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills, and Hollywood Records chartered a grand ballroom, attended by Disney staff, except for Ryan's side and the band, and of course, some reporters from major newspapers.

"Bang~"

Amid the loud cheers of the crowd, a large bottle of champagne was opened, and Reid, the CEO of Hollywood Records, poured one glass after another with his own hands.

Because of the presence of the media, everyone was quite restrained, and did not pick up champagne to spray, and moreover, Ryan's allergy to alcohol was not a secret for a long time, and the record company warned everyone in advance.

"Cheers!"

Ryan held up the juice and slammed it against Nicole's glass, and after a crisp sound, drank it down.

"Drink less, honey." Nicole instructed with concern.

"Hey, Ryan, look over here and laugh."

The person who called his name was an acquaintance, Mick Taylor of the Los Angeles Times.

Ryan pulled Nicole, turned his head, took her slender arm, rested his head on her shoulder, and smiled brightly.

"Wait, and me!"

Drew Barrymore threw away her glass and rushed up from behind, but her smile couldn't be described as bright, and the corners of her mouth were almost on her ears.

After a few people posed and met the reporter's request to take pictures, the media employees were asked out by the record company, and the rest will be carnival time.

A huge cake is pushed in, and the jam on the cream forms a bright two platinum lettering, which naturally celebrates the album's sales of more than 2 million copies, and the recording association has officially designated "Ryan Jenkins" as a platinum record.

"Ryan, come on!" Burns greeted.

Ryan laughed wickedly at the giant cream cake, and he took the plastic knife and sliced the first one hard.

The cake was too big to cut and troublesome, so Ryan only cut the symbolic first knife and left the rest to the waiter, who deliberately chose the two pieces with the most cream and served them in his hands.

"Nicole, look! I've picked the most delicious piece for you. "The first thing to give is Nicole Kidman.

"Xiexie you, dear."

Although this kind of food is the enemy of women, the meaning of Ryan's personal delivery is naturally different, and after Nicole took it, she tasted it in small sips without the slightest hesitation.

She was about to take a second bite when her eyes went dark.

At the moment when Nicole bowed her head, Ryan waved his right arm and put the cake in his hand on Nicole Kidman's face, and the fair and delicate face, like opening a sauce shop, white, red, and green, all stuck to it.

"Ryan Jenkins!"

Nicole let out a strange scream, and before she could react, Ryan snatched the cake from her hand with lightning speed, and suddenly, slapped it again.

This time the shot was a little low, and it happened to hit Nicole's raised chest, and the purple shirt held up by the two peaks immediately turned white.

Nicole immediately understood that this nasty little guy had launched a cake fight against her, and she was no longer polite at the moment, but she didn't have ammunition in her hand, and simply bumped into Ryan's face with that face covered with cream jam.

Ryan had already prepared, jumped into the distance in three or two clicks, and just came to the side of Drew Barrymore, who was watching the excitement, and without thinking about it, he grabbed the cream cake in her hand and slapped it on the baby's face in Drew's wide eyes.

"Ryan!" Drew let out a scream.

But the boy who played Shangxingtou made full use of guerrilla warfare tactics, weaving around the crowd, occasionally grabbing cakes and throwing them towards the rear.

An unwilling Drew chased after him, holding a cake that he had snatched from nowhere, and threw it at Ryan's head, but her accuracy was a little worse and she hit the band's violinist.

When Ryan made a move on Drew, the older people knew what was going to happen next, and they simply walked out, leaving the banquet hall to the young men.

Ryan was completely the fuse of the third shijie war, he kept shooting at people, no matter who the target was, Jinsley and Burns, who had just walked to the door, all fell victim to the cake bomb.

Of course, the others did not just take a beating and did not return fire, and after taking the ammunition, they began to throw it around, and unfortunately, several beautiful ladies became the main targets of the attack, and Gwyneth was the most unlucky, she was relatively quiet and not good at such nonsense, but in a few minutes, the whole person was covered in cream and jam.

Of course, the unluckiest of all was Drew Barrymore, Ryan colluded with everyone in the band to bombard her in an all-out way, and pieces of flying cakes fell around her.

"Wow~"

Drew rushed to the big cake under the dense artillery fire, and simply didn't distinguish between the objects, and when he caught one person, he threw it away, and in an instant, several people were poisoned by her.

"Ahhh

While Drew was attacking with others, Ryan rushed over with great agility, directly picked up the remaining small half of the cake, and buckled it on the girl's head, and for a while the beautiful blonde hair turned white, and the angry Drew simply gave up on others and chased him directly.

“haha~”

Ryan smiled heartily, but didn't notice that Nicole was coming behind him, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a large ball of slimy stuff had fallen into the back collar.

Grabbing a handful back, Ryan touched all the cream, and without thinking about it, he jumped up and down to catch up with Nicole, unceremoniously stuffed a large handful of cream into her neck, turned around and fled.

"Ryan Jenkins, I remember you, see how I'll clean you up when I get home!"

Nicole Kidman could catch up with Ryan, and Zuihou could only stand there and shout loudly.

As the ammunition ran out, the cake shijie battle finally ended the army, and all the people in the banquet hall, including those Hollywood record company staff, turned into big faces, and the clothes on their bodies could be scrapped directly.

"Ryan!"

On the car home, Nicole pinched his ears, looking fierce, but in fact reluctant to use a little effort, "You little ghost, my newly bought set is reimbursed like this!" ”

Nicole Kidman and Pie Kingsley had obviously changed their clothes, and both looked at Ryan with a fierce glint in their eyes.

But who is Ryan, a man with a face as thick as a wall, and said with a big grin, "Okay, dear Nicole and Pat, I will place an order with Versace and ask them to send you ten sets of the latest season's fashions." ”

…… The online article sorting began, and it is said that there will be new questions at the meeting...... Anyway, this kind of theme won't be killed......