The crazy old Ford car, like an old ox sprinting with all his might, was speeding up in the sparse traffic, exceeding one car after another, but it still maintained the right speed to avoid attracting police.

"John, be careful. If you break the camera, I promise that the editor will definitely kill us both!"

Ryan's old acquaintance, Mick Taylor, ace reporter for the Los Angeles Times entertainment edition, was staring at his new partner fiercely.

"Mick, if you don't hurry up, I promise that the editor-in-chief will kill us tomorrow. Think about it, that's the premiere of "Terminator 2", the premiere of a science fiction production with an investment of more than $100 million! We were too late when we came out. If we don't hurry up, we will definitely not be able to get a good position!"

Hearing this, Mick Taylor had to stop roaring. No wonder his new partner, who made his stomach unsatisfied, ran to the bathroom several times before coming out.

"Damn KFC, I swear I will never eat hamburgers again!" Mick could only take a hard shot of the seat.

"Hey, Mick, there's no need to do this. Are you familiar with Ryan Jenkins? Letting him reveal some exclusive news casually is enough for us to get a job." The assistant gave him an idea, "You know, as long as the news related to him is very popular."

Mick Taylor could only smile helplessly. He didn't know this. Think about what happened in the past six months?

At the age of eleven, he won the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay and Best Supporting Actor nomination, and won the Best Supporting Actor Little Golden Man, and became a child star who can be compared with Shulan Dunpole and Judy Foster.

The third episode of the Harry Potter series was officially released. In just one week, it reached the top of the bestseller list in the United States, creating a record of three books by the same author entering the top ten of the rankings at the same time.

A speech on winning at the Oscars ceremony caused a huge storm. While sending the president of the welfare home who had abused him to prison, it also caused an unprecedented discussion in North America due to orphans and welfare home issues. The Supreme Court also formulated the Jenkins Act for this.

A conflict broke out with Tom Cruise at the charity dinner. Amid the other party’s doubts, the scene was inspired and creative. It took less than three hours to dictate a script. Then, after only more than half an hour, it wrote a love song that complemented the plot of the script, which made Tom Cruise go away in a mess.

In 1990, the income in movies alone reached more than $16 million, which is definitely the highest annual child star in Hollywood history, and it also led to a farce-like storm of recognizing relatives.

He held a press conference and said the famous saying that people still talk about today - those who provide sperm and eggs do not mean relatives - at the same time, he believed that farce was instructed and declared war on the live TV camera on the spot. As for the target of the declaration of war, although he did not say it explicitly, the people of the United States knew who he was talking about.

The first single "he" was released, and it launched a counterattack in an alternative way, triggering a new trend among teenagers. "he" is still on the top of the billboard, with sales exceeding 400,000 copies in one month.

The third movie script, "Sleeping in the Night in Seattle", was lowered, and it achieved a box office of more than 130 million US dollars in North America alone, making all movies related to him over 100 million yuan.

Shaking his head, Mick Taylor took back his mind. Everything that has happened over the past year is obvious. A superstar is rising. Even though he is less than twelve years old and has not experienced the so-called Hollywood child star curse, are those really problems for him?

Even if he will no longer appear on the big screen in the future, just writing and scripts will be enough to leave his name on the Avenue of Stars.

I have always been in contact with him and often get first-hand information from him or his partners, which has helped him a lot. You should know that with this alone, he has now served as the deputy editor-in-chief of the entertainment page.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Hollywood Chinese Theater, Mick and John quickly found their own position. There were too many reporters gathered tonight, perhaps not as good as the Oscars, but they were not necessarily much inferior to the Golden Globes.

"Mike, I'm late today!"

The one who spoke to him was a reporter from the New York Times in Los Angeles.

"Give me a little aside and let me get the camera up." Mick first put his weapon in place before saying, "Don't mention it, I've eaten my stomach a little late when I came out. Did I miss something?"

"Of course, Stephen Spielberg and George Lucas have just entered the theater!"

"Oh, God, two of the four directors are here at a time! Hell!" Mick cursed and asked, "Where are Ryan Jenkins and Nicole Kidman?"

"It's not here yet, probably it's coming soon!"

While speaking, a Rolls-Royce Silver Magnificent, which was obviously a custom-made version, stopped at the end of the red carpet. A man who looked like a bodyguard rushed up from behind, opened the car door, and stretched out one leg from it.

The long and straight legs are as smooth as jade. The owner of the legs is tall and slender, with unique sexy. The golden and red long wavy hair and a black off-shoulder evening dress make her look whiter. Her milk-like skin shines brightly under the lights, making her look charming.

It is no exaggeration to say that she doesn't need acting skills at all. She is enough to steal the limelight in Hollywood with her beautiful appearance and cool temperament.

Nicole Kidman did not walk forward, turned around and reached out to the car with a hand. Then, the super genius, the guy who made countless writers and screenwriters go to jump off the building in shame, walked out of the car in a very fitting dark blue dress.

"Hell, Nicole, why do you have to wear high heels? You are so much taller than me!"

Walking on the red carpet, Ryan looked at the cool girl holding his arm, and was indignant. He was less than twelve years old. Although he grew more than five feet and three inches tall, he was indeed not enough in front of Nicole, not to mention that she was wearing a pair of high-heeled sandals with three inches high feet.

"Shut up, Ryan!" Nicole waved to greet the screaming fans on both sides, reminding, "It's public place now, don't lose your manners and demeanor."

The fans on both sides saw the idol wave and burst into screams again. Ryan and Nicole walked over, took the pen and poster, and quickly signed the autograph on it.

"Ryan, you've grown so tall! Wow, so handsome~"

Ryan looked up and saw a typical slutty girl, smiling as if she was pretty, and quickly shook her face.

"Mina, did you see it? Ryan smiled at me! He smiled at me!" The girl was about fifteen years old. After seeing Ryan's warm smile like sunshine, she hugged her friend and danced and screamed.

"Ryan, Ryan, look here and take a photo with me." Another girl was screaming.

The bright sky blue eyes quickly swept through the crowd like radar. Ryan found that most of his fans were underage girls, and most of the remaining ones were underage boys.

Football should start with youth training, education should start with children, and fans should start with childhood.

This is a good thing, isn't it? It means that he is influencing the next generation of the United States. They will grow with him. In the near future, he will definitely have terrifying influence.

He took Nicole's hand and quickly walked to the interview area. The reporter rushed up like crazy. If it weren't for the security guards' stop, it might have turned into a human-shaped wave, completely submerging the two small boats Ryan and Nicole.

"Nicole, you go first, I'll deal with them." Ryan showed his manly demeanor, looked at the reporters, and said, "I won't answer any questions that are not related to Terminator 2!"

"Then can you predict the first week's box office?" Mick Taylor was the first to react.

"Fifty million dollars!"

Ryan casually stretched out a slap and shook it in front of him. The reporters felt dizzy, 50 million! This prediction was too crazy!

Shrugged, Ryan turned his head and left. In his opinion, his predictions were already very conservative. It is July 3rd, and there are four days and one night at the end of this week. From tomorrow on, it will be another Independence Day holiday. In addition, his appeal is countless times stronger than the one in his previous life. If so, the box office of "Terminator 2" in the first week is not as good as that of his previous life. It is really time for everyone in the crew to visit the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco.

After saying hello to Schwarzenegger, Cameron and others, and taking a photo together, Ryan was mixed with the crew and walked into the theater.

Soon, he found Nicole's figure, and, unexpectedly, was talking to Judy Foster and several others.

"Judy, I'm sorry about the "Body Guard". Although I said it on the phone, I think it's more sincere to say it in person." Ryan's apology was quite sincere.

Others may only know more than ten years later, but he knew very well that the assassination of Reagan by John Hinckley was the biggest pain in Judy Foster's heart. Not only did she retire for several years, but she also lost her feelings for men since then and became a lesbian. Of course, she protected her privacy very well. Except for a few people, basically no one knows it now.

"It's okay, Ryan." Judy Foster smiled generously and whispered, "If I really want to resent, I should blame another person, right?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and this chapter was completely revealed.

However, when Ryan saw the three people opposite, his eyes lit up. One was Ron Mayer, who joined Universal Pictures earlier than his previous life, the other was George Lucas, the head of Industrial Light and Magic, and the other was Stephen Spielberg.

"Mr. Lucas, Mr. Spielberg, it's great to know you." After Ron Mayer introduced, Ryan owed slightly. "You can call me Ryan."

"Well, Ryan." George Lucas helped his glasses down, "We're talking about you!"
Chapter completed!