American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 136 Fearless Journey (Subscription Request)

[Is this Amber? Unbelievable, doesn't she look innocent? I didn't expect she is so open in private! ]

[This blonde bitch will be famous all over Hollywood! She will have her words printed on the Walk of Fame.]

[You can miss 20-year-old Paris Hilton, and you may miss 21-year-old Kim Kardashian, but you can never miss 22-year-old Amber Heard! ]

[Entertainment news editors across the U.S. must be cursing, after all, they have to work overtime to reorganize this year's major entertainment events! ]

[Praise the person who posted it behind the scenes. She let us see her true face! ]

[Is there a video? A friend of mine wants to see it. ]

Inside a house in Los Angeles, there was the sound of furniture being smashed, as well as Amber's loud scream, which was so sharp that it seemed to shatter the glass.

"I'm going to kill you!" Amber screamed at the top of her voice and pushed over the cabinet in the room, and all the ornaments in the cabinet fell to the ground with a crash.

The room was in a mess, with broken glass, broken wood chips, and overturned furniture scattered everywhere. She smashed everything she could, and her hands were cut by some sharp object and bleeding profusely.

She panted and slid down slowly against the wall. She had thought of all the ways to fight back, such as slandering Ryan, suing him for invasion of privacy, and even more extreme options... But she rejected all these options one by one. Ryan is now a big star, and she is just a second-rate actor that can be seen everywhere, and Ryan must have a backer behind him.

I can't do anything.

When she thought of this, Amber's mouth curled up, her face twisted into that of an old man on the subway, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"Wuwuwu..." She buried her face in her legs, first sobbing, then crying bitterly, and finally bursting into tears.

She felt that her entire career was ruined by Ryan and she became the "blonde Texas bitch" in everyone's mind.

At this moment, the cell phone beside her rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a text message from Ryan.

The text message contained only one sentence: "You got the role."

I'll take your mother!

Amber wiped her tears and immediately called Ryan, who finally answered the phone this time.

"You're teasing me, right? Is that fun?!" Amber sniffed twice: "If you don't want me to act, just say so! What have I done to you? Why are you doing this to me? Go to hell, you bastard!"

She became more and more excited as she spoke, and started crying again.

"I'm not kidding, you got the role." Ryan's voice on the other end of the phone sounded exactly the same as usual, without any emotional fluctuations.

But Amber only sent this photo to one person, Ryan. Who else could it be if not him?
"I don't want to act anymore. I don't want to say another word to you in my life!" Amber roared.

"Ok."

Amber was choked up. She thought Ryan would comfort her like everyone else, or apologize directly, or at least persuade her. But she didn't expect that after she cried so hard, she would just get an "OK"? She didn't want to say a word.

"If you don't want to act, I'll let Theresa act. It makes no difference to me." Ryan said lightly.

"It's different for me! You killed me, so it's only natural for me to play your role. You owe me this. If you dare not let me play, I will..."

"What about you?"

"Even if I die, I will turn into an evil spirit! And then I will come to find you!" Amber gritted her teeth with tears on her face.

"Listen, I don't care if you're a bitch from Texas or California..." Ryan changed the subject and his tone became cold: "I asked you to act to give you a chance. If you mess with me again, I will let you know that sometimes death is a kind of relief. Do you understand?"

This voice made Amber wonder for a moment if there was a different person on the other end of the line.

Her heart skipped a beat and she was stunned. She felt that Ryan seemed to be able to do everything he said.

"I understand." Amber said subconsciously.

"Very good, actually this is not a bad thing..." Ryan's tone returned to its previous nonchalant tone: "At least everyone knows your true face. It's perfect for you to play some small bitch roles, isn't it? You can finally take off your disguise." "You're right." Amber smiled on the surface, but she had already begun to greet Ryan in her heart.

"That's it. Next time we meet, you'd better be on time, otherwise Theresa may replace you at any time." Ryan hung up the phone.

Isn't it just that someone is backing you up? What's the big deal?! Amber muttered in her heart, and then her smile turned cold again.

Ryan Rivers, I'll play with you slowly! I will take revenge today!

·
In the evening, Ryan and Taylor chatted on the phone.

"Have you seen the picture on the Internet? An actor's private photos were posted on the Internet." Taylor on the other end of the phone said seriously.

In 08, mobile Internet had not yet arrived, and it was not yet an era of "universal exposure". Such photos were rarely leaked, which was also the objective reason why this photo spread quickly on the Internet.

Strictly speaking, Ryan's behavior was not an invasion of privacy because Amber covered everything that needed to be covered in this photo.

"It's nothing surprising." Ryan said innocently, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"By the way, I'm going to see a psychiatrist after I return to Nashville this week. I've been under a lot of pressure recently, so I'm going to treat it as psychological counseling. I also have to participate in a talk show this weekend. There's one more thing... Ryan, after traveling to so many cities, I found that there are so many people supporting me. I still want to meet everyone. My agent mentioned the tour plan for next year. Do you think this is the right time? What do you think?"

"It will be very busy then, right?"

"Yeah, I often have to travel to three to five cities a week, and I have very little rest time." Taylor sighed on the other end of the phone.

"So during the breaks, you must come to see me? Okay, I miss you so much." She said pleadingly.

"No problem." Ryan nodded.

Touring is actually very profitable, but record companies have little presence in it, and it is often dominated by management companies. Taylor's management is from William Morris, so Ryan has even less say.

"Well, so when can you arrange it for me?" Taylor suddenly asked.

"What are the arrangements?"

"Arrange a tour."

"William Morris..."

"They wanted to take over the business, but I thought of you. Why not let you earn the money?" Taylor said with a smile.

Ryan jumped out of bed. He thought of AEG. As the second largest performance company in the United States, they could help him contact the venues, and the rest would be much easier.

If he does well this time, he can use the same team for his own tour in the future, extend it a bit, and even take over other stars' tours.

Ryan's brain was working fast. There were many elements involved in the tour. The first was the performance team, the second was the technical team, and the last was the support (transportation) team...

Although starting from scratch, Taylor's tour will not begin until next year, so there is still some time to prepare.

"I understand. Let's start with recruiting the performance team." Ryan said after thinking for a moment.

The most important thing for a performance team is the band members. If all performances have accompaniment, it would seem too perfunctory. Live accompaniment is an industry practice, so recruiting band members is essential. The second is the dancers and other performers.

This is a long-term job. The three major teams will not only participate in one or some shows, but follow all of Taylor's performances.

“We need to find a bigger venue in Nashville, and do the recruitment and rehearsal first.”

"You're right. I'll ask Terry to ask."

"By the way, what's the name of this tour?" Taylor asked.

"Of course it should be called the Intrepid Journey."

(End of this chapter)