Chapter Fifty Seeking Death

  Tom Cruise is calm and collected, so what if Ryan Jenkins can come up with a script? He could just say that he memorized it beforehand, which would only prove that he has good memory.

  Although this reason is somewhat far-fetched, it was enough for him to get away with it.

  He originally just wanted to spread some rumors, in this circle, as long as the rumors spread far and wide, it's enough to bring fatal harm to a newcomer who has just started their career. The entertainment industry is precisely the hotbed where rumors thrive, if false things are passed around many times, they become true.

  He is a super giant star, he is just a little child star, as long as there is one reason to stand firm, afterwards it will inevitably bring a devastating storm to this annoying little guy, what he wants to destroy is only his psychology.

  He's not even twelve years old yet, if doubts and criticisms come pouring in from all sides, it's almost certain that he'll collapse mentally, and then, like countless fleeting stars in Hollywood, he'll fade away...

  Chili water washed his face, ruined his date, and sarcastic remarks on the phone, does he still remember?

  Although he couldn't read Tom Cruise's mind, Ryan knew that the man was no fool. But did he really know who his opponent was?

  He's facing not Ryan Jenkins and Lu Ming but a collection of all Hollywood creativity for the next twenty years.

  Ryan knew that as his fame grew, heavyweight figures would eventually come out to question him. He just didn't expect it to happen so soon, in this setting, and with the person being him!

  Alright! Ah Tong Ge, originally I just wanted to break you and Nicole up, but starting from today, we're going against each other!

  "Ryan, don't force it, just apologize to me and I'll pretend this never happened."

  As Ryan hung his head in silence, Tom Cruise thought he had completely gained the upper hand and burst out laughing brightly.

  "Quiet!"

  Ryan's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear. The murmurs in the rest room suddenly disappeared without a trace, and everyone's eyes focused on him, which made the TV sound more prominent.

  "Mr. Gerald, I need several people with very strong shorthand skills!"

  "No problem."

  Everyone realized what was about to happen, and a look of excitement appeared on their faces. Before Gerald could even call out, several reporters jumped forward, these guys were all masters of playing with pens.

  Ryan bowed his head and turned around in circles during the break, searching for a suitable movie in his mind, but the chaotic TV noise made his already excited emotions even harder to calm down.

  He frowned and picked up the remote control, intending to turn off the TV, but was drawn in by the images and broadcast on the screen.

  He didn't know which TV station this was, recounting major events that occurred on March 30th in previous years. "On March 30th, 1981, newly appointed US President Ronald Reagan was shot outside the Hilton Hotel in Washington D.C., the assassin being John Hinckley, a crazed fan of Jodie Foster..."

  At the same time, the TV screen showed a chaotic scene at that time. Ryan happened to see two bodyguards rushing towards the killer and immediately thought of a classic movie.

  He looked at the reporters who were taking notes, "Faster, I don't guarantee that I'll still remember the plot and scenes I mentioned later."

  "Record!"

  "Frank Farmer, he's a Secret Service agent who served under Ronald Reagan. That's him!" Ryan pointed to the TV screen, where they were analyzing the reasons behind Reagan's assassination attempt. "He took leave for his mother's funeral and resigned with guilt after the President was shot. He later became a professional bodyguard, known for being responsible and keeping his distance from clients."

  He then spotted Judy Foster in the crowd and gave her an apologetic smile. "Rachel is a world-renowned singer, with fans going wild for her like they're under some kind of spell. One of them, just like John Hinckley was obsessed with you, keeps sending her letters saying he's going to take her life."

  As they listened to Ryan's words, the crowd gradually understood what was going on. It was clear that he had gotten inspiration from a TV show, and this should be the basic setup for the male and female leads.

  "Act 1 Scene 1, Exterior, a dark and gloomy underground parking garage."

  "Off-screen voice: Continuous gunfire!"

  "Frank Farmer leaned against the limousine and fired his gun, killing one of the attackers..."

  Ryan paced back and forth in the locker room, sometimes gesticulating wildly with his hands, other times closing his eyes as if envisioning a play, even when he paused for a moment, those amazing phrases and sentences kept flowing from his mouth, turning into words recorded by reporters.

  "Water!" Ryan shouted, and Nicole had already prepared juice, hastily stuffing it into his hand.

  As Ryan spoke on, the continuation of time, people's mouths in the scene opened wider and wider, and some people who didn't get along with Tom Cruise looked at him with sarcastic and mocking eyes.

  Tom Cruise's face was pale, his arms hung weakly down, and he sat stupidly on the sofa. In his eyes, Ryan Jenkins had already done things to the extreme, leaving him no room for retreat.

  If he were writing a different script, he could easily argue otherwise, but it's clear that the story he is building is inspired by the TV show, with shades of Jodie Foster and John Hinckley, whether it's the big star or the assassin.

  Especially this is still the most questioned romantic drama.

  Of course, he can still quibble, but who are the people present? Hollywood celebrities! Media reporters! High-level film companies! Do you think they're all fools? Even if he's Tom Cruise, it's not enough to impress these people.

  Before he knew it, nearly three hours had passed. Ryan downed his third glass of juice and gave Nicole a reassuring look before continuing.

  "Scene forty-seven, Act five. Exterior, private airfield."

  "Rachel bid farewell to Frank, boarded the plane, and Frank made a protective gesture with her new bodyguard. Rachel looked at Frank reluctantly through the window."

  "The scene shifts: the plane taxis, slowly making its way onto the runway. Rachel turns to Frank again and shouts at the pilot, 'Stop!'"

  "Rachel got off the plane and rushed towards Frank."

  "Off-screen sound, off-screen sound...... I need a song that is deep and full of explosive power, to let all the suppressed emotions in the whole play be released here!"

  Ryan seemed a bit anxious, slapped his forehead hard and muttered, "Damn it!"

  "Keep recording!"

  "Rachel rushed up to Frank and they hugged each other tightly, kissing passionately!"

  "Scene change, 720 degrees rotation!"

  "A song, I need a love song!" In the eyes of others, Ryan seemed to have gone mad, he clapped his hands loudly and shouted, "Piano! I need piano! Nicole, give me paper and pen!"

  "There's a piano on stage!" someone reminded.

  Ryan strode away from the crowd, mounting the stage in the banquet hall where a grand piano stood, and everyone followed suit, no longer paying any attention to Tom Cruise.

  Sitting in front of the piano, Ryan closed his eyes and became completely absorbed in his own world, until after a long time, his slender fingers finally fell on the black and white keys.

  At first, the piano had no rhythm or melody to speak of, sounding like someone who didn't understand music was playing randomly, but Nicole knew Ryan extremely well and placed paper and pen in front of him.

  Next, Ryan's performance became even stranger. Every time he played for a while, he would take out paper and pen to write and draw. People with sharp eyes could see that the paper was quickly filled with musical notes and some lyrics-like things. As time passed, the original chaotic piano sound gradually turned into beautiful melodies.

  Bang!

  Ryan's hands pressed heavily on the piano keys, as if muttering to himself, yet also seeming to say to the people around him, "Time! I need time! I want to re-compose!"

  After finishing speaking, he completely ignored the people around him and repeated his previous actions.

  Half an hour passed in silence, the people in the field held their breath and stared at the boy who was a bit crazy, a bit infatuated, seemingly completely immersed in his own world.

  Up to now, although it is not clear what action Ryan will take next, based on the script just now, they all believe that Ryan Jenkins is absolutely a super genius!

  "If I stay here, I'll be your restraint, but I know that with every step I take, I'll think of you, so I will love you forever, I will love you forever!"

  Ryan's voice suddenly rang out, a cappella without any accompaniment, melodious and full of magnetism, completely unlike the kind of singing that a child could produce.

  After a medium pitch, the piano accompaniment sounded, although only one instrument accompanied, it was a bit monotonous, but with Ryan's singing voice, it seemed so perfect, at this moment, the whole world was quiet as if only he and the piano existed.

  “And……”

  Ryan's pitch keeps getting higher and higher, as if he wants to use his high-pitched voice to set off the bodyguard and the superstar's fiery emotions in the script.

  "Nicole, stop him," Whitney Houston warned Nicole Kidman, "you'll strain your vocal cords..."

  Fortunately, Ryan still had a few points of self-awareness, and after coughing slightly, he quickly stopped, his face reddening as he pinched the throat area, "Damn it! This kind of singing that requires explosive force is indeed not something my vocal cords at this age can withstand!"

  Bang! Bang!

  It was unclear who started clapping first, but soon everyone joined in, the thunderous applause seeming to lift the roof off, they were excited for witnessing the birth of a miracle, and no one would ever doubt this boy again.

  At this time, if there is still someone who dares to say such suspicious words, or even just shows a suspicious gaze, they can be directly drowned by applause and saliva.

  "Sign him! Sign him! We have to get the company to sign him at all costs!" Warner's director Gerald exclaimed, repeating excitedly, if Nicole Kidman wasn't here, they might have just grabbed him and run away.

  "Again!" Nicole walked over with a cup of water, "Are you okay?"

  "Ahem." Ryan downed a glass of water and winked at Nicole, "Don't worry."

  He then turned to Whitney Houston, "Ms. Houston, can you come over here for a second?"

  Whitney Houston looked puzzled but still walked onto the stage, and the first thing she saw was that incredibly messy sheet of music.

  "In my imagination, this song requires an extremely wide vocal range and is more suitable for a female singer to sing. It was also written for the heroine! At my current age, I can't sing that kind of feeling at all."

  Note: In reality, "I Will Always Love You" is an old song from 1973, Whitney Houston rearranged it because the plot required some changes, don't investigate!

  A new week, seeking collection ~ seeking recommendation votes ~ rushing new book list ~~