American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 220: The Pattern Opens, Premiere

"What do you want to talk about?" Amber was sitting farthest from Ryan, and glanced at Theresa who was standing beside her.

Quite beautiful.

"Did you change your last name back?" Ryan asked.

"This has nothing to do with you." Amber immediately shook her head and refused to answer.

"Of course it is related. Your case is of a special nature. It involves propaganda to white left-wing audiences and is linked to ratings," Ryan reminded.

Amber had no choice but to speak up: "I have nothing to do with her anymore."

What I said before about having a man in the family was also a lie.

She wanted to irritate Ryan, but failed, as Ryan didn't care at all.

"I'm looking for you tonight because I have something serious to discuss with you..." Ryan talked about the agency. Of course, he would not miss any opportunity to make money.

"You think this drama will be popular, so you plan ahead?" Amber reacted immediately.

Ryan didn't reply.

"What if I don't agree?" Amber followed.

Ryan still didn't reply.

"You're going to let the person next to me replace me, right?" Amber chuckled. Ryan didn't leave himself any second option at all.

"I promise you." Amber shrugged. Ryan now had the leverage over her. If she dared to resist, she would be ruined at best and disappear from the face of the earth at worst. She knew Ryan's methods.

Then, Amber, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, began to take off her clothes. She threw her short-sleeved shirt, shorts, and underwear on the ground one by one.

"Come on." Amber said, then closed her eyes.

The next second, he heard Ryan standing up and walking towards him.

Then the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Amber opened her eyes and found Ryan holding a cell phone towards her.

She was so scared that she closed her eyes immediately.

"Remember to wear your clothes more tightly next time." Ryan put down his phone without even turning on the camera function.

Having achieved their goal, Ryan and Theresa left.

"Don't think I will change my mind about you just because of this!" Amber yelled at Ryan's back.

But still no response.

Until the door closed again, Amber suddenly realized that she might be nothing in Ryan's eyes...

"Asshole!" Amber cursed under her breath.

·
The car drove around the city for a long time again, and after making sure there were no paparazzi following, Ryan came to Daddario's cabin again.

Many of the furnishings in the living room have been packed up, and Daddario has begun preparing to move.

She had her eye on a small house in a remote part of Palm Beach that was only slightly more expensive than this one and was half the size.

Daddario chose the house herself. Not only would she have to travel back and forth between the two places in the future, but the living conditions would also be poor. It was obvious that she really just wanted to live closer to Ryan.

There was a table full of food on it. Daddario had cooked specially today, naturally waiting for Ryan to come back and eat together.

"I ate at Trea's, but Theresa didn't," Ryan explained.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Let's go together." Daddario called to Teresa.

Both of them are actors and are of similar age, so they actually have a lot to talk about.

"You two tell me what kind of role I am suitable for." Daddario has been thinking about the arrangements after the filming of the first season these days.

"I think... everything is fine." Theresa hesitated.

"Just tell me, I know my acting is bad." Daddario also realized his shortcomings.

"She means that you are suitable for playing a vase, especially the brainless big-breasted girl in horror movies who is always the first to die." Ryan naturally did not have so many concerns and said bluntly.

"Really? I think so too." Daddario chewed his food more slowly.

I have more or less accepted the fact that I don't have much acting skills.

"But there's nothing wrong with acting in a horror movie. If it becomes popular, at least the audience will be familiar with you. I'm not much better than you," Teresa comforted.

"Anyway, just take the right role when the time comes. No matter what, earn the money first and then find an acting teacher in the meantime." Ryan made arrangements.

Daddario nodded and said, "Just as you said, I will start honing my acting skills from tomorrow!"

"Is this a stimulant tonight?" Ryan joked.

"Well, after reading some news about Taylor, I feel more and more that I am not worthy of her." Daddario lowered his eyebrows.

Taylor has been on an extremely strong momentum recently. So far, all of her tour shows have maintained a 100% attendance rate, and she has released new songs one after another.

This made Daddario feel that the gap between himself and Taylor was getting bigger and bigger.

"Sometimes I think that jealousy is only temporary. Besides, I know you don't like me competing with Taylor. I have figured it out now. Some facts cannot be changed. Blindly attacking and snatching each other will only make you more impatient with me.

I used to think that this was a fighting match, you punch me, I kick you, whoever is still standing is the winner. If this goes on, the winner will always be young and cruel. I don't want this, and I know you don't want this either.

Now I think that this is a track and field competition. We can only compete to see who can run faster and farther, and we cannot commit fouls because you are the referee.

I should have healthy competition with Taylor and Teresa and try to become better. Track and field rules are also a kind of protection for me. After all, I have a first-mover advantage over latecomers. In the end, I get more love from you. "Daddario looked at Ryan and told him everything he had been thinking about in the past few days.

Female competition can be divided into benign female competition and malignant female competition. The latter is to sabotage each other, such as the royal harem in the feudal era, while the former is to compete with each other in beauty and bloom, commonly known as involution.

"That's a great point. I'll go get a bottle of wine to celebrate." Teresa immediately applauded, then stood up and took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

Ryan never expected that Daddario would open up the situation directly. It seemed that Taylor had set a perfect example.

Looking at the red wine in the glass, Ryan couldn't help but say, "People are like the red wine in the glass. One sip less is one sip less. Life is so short, so I don't want you to live such a hard life, especially Taylor and the two of you. You have already made sacrifices. I just hope you can live a carefree life. It's that simple."

Having lived two lives, Ryan feels that the greatest success is to let the women around him live the rest of their lives the way they want.

"But this is the only way for me to be worry-free." Daddario said firmly. She still has a strong side.

"What about you?" Ryan looked at Theresa.

"I haven't thought about it so much. It's enough to have delicious food, useful things, money to spend, and someone who loves me." Teresa nodded.

"Then let Ryan love you more. You're always by his side anyway. If you feel busy with work, let Ryan hire another one."

"The work is not hard, I hope the boss can use me more, like a slave." Teresa said seriously. Daddario was already speaking his heart out, so she didn't pretend anymore.

"Just like... that time before, anyway, boss, please don't feel sorry for me, I feel more comfortable!" Teresa gradually discovered the habit hidden in her body.

It's a love-struck one.

Daddario was speechless, realizing that the so-called love was love in the literal sense.

"Boss, will you satisfy my small request?" Teresa asked expectantly.

"I... I'll try my best." Ryan laughed. He didn't expect that Theresa, who seemed calm on the surface, had another side. However, he couldn't bring himself to do anything about Tai Ace's matter. This was just a fun thing and did not involve real personal injury or personal insult.

Theresa immediately refilled her glass and drank most of it in one gulp.

Daddario spoke his true feelings and felt particularly comfortable at the moment, clinking glasses with Ryan and Theresa.

The two women drank a bottle of wine and then opened a second bottle.

Halfway through the second bottle, the two began to get drunk, and the way they looked at Ryan seemed a little strange.

"Ryan, why don't you drink? Are you still not satisfied and want me to feed you mouth to mouth?" Daddario said with a blushing face.

"Boss, how many times have you talked to Taylor in one night? How many times has Taylor opened his heart?" Teresa looked at Ryan with a straight look in her eyes. "Do you want to team up with Daddario to break the record?"

"No, I'm enough by myself, Daddario's is another matter."

"Want to rest tomorrow?"

"Do you have that ability?" Teresa smiled provocatively.

"Stop talking nonsense. Say one more word and eat one less bite. Tonight, Teresa and I are going to be the most powerful women on the West Coast." Daddario stood up.

The two of them leaned on Ryan and entered the room, each holding a bottle of wine in their hands. At this time, they obviously did not realize that they might not be the most powerful women on the West Coast, but Ryan was definitely one of the most powerful men on the West Coast.

"Ryan, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Go to sleep, I have to film tomorrow." Daddario began to beg for mercy.

Daddario had other important things to do, so he luckily escaped.

Theresa is not so lucky because she doesn't have to work tomorrow.

·
The next morning, Daddario showed up on the set with some mobility issues.

"Ryan is an animal!" Daddario couldn't help but whisper when he saw Terry looking at him with a smile.

"If Theresa was twenty years older, she might not have seen the sun today. Treasure, when Ryan comes over later, you can join him." Daddario chuckled.

Terry raised her hand and pretended to hit, but Daddario dodged it.

"Have you memorized your lines? Go to work." Terry said with a smile.

"I have memorized it. I started memorizing it this morning. And I think the first scene today should be performed like this. The movements should be more exaggerated. Do you think the effect will be better..." Daddario talked about her thoughts. She began to spend more time figuring out the role.

"That's interesting. Let's do as you say." After hearing this, Terry agreed.

"By the way, there's a new beauty salon near the studio. I just signed up for a membership. You can come with me later."

"Okay." Terry didn't refuse.

"By the way, I saw a piece of clothing in the mall last time that suits you particularly well. What size do you wear?" Daddario asked again.

"Hey, you want to please me? Let me say something nice to Ryan?"

"No way, you said bad things about me because I didn't do something well. You have taken care of Ryan for such a long time, and it is my duty to respect you. Taylor is not with you, so I will respect you on behalf of her and Ryan." Daddario followed.

"Taylor has sent me so many things in the mail, including cosmetics, that I can barely keep all the space." Terry spoke well of Taylor.

"That's because she makes a lot of money. When I make money, I will buy you a lot too." Daddario has already started the "race".

"Okay, okay, let's go to the beauty salon after work tomorrow." Unable to resist Daddario's pleading, Terry had to agree.

"What are you two talking about? You look so happy." Amber also joined in at this time. She had just arrived on the set.

"It's about drama," Daddario said immediately.

"That's right, let's talk about the play. It's almost time. You two should go put on your makeup and change into your costumes." Terry said quickly.

At noon, the shooting came to an end. Daddario found an empty corner and took out the box of fruit she bought from a nearby convenience store. This was her lunch today. Americans rarely have a lunch break, so their lunch was just a quickie.

But even during this time, Daddario would take out a book on acting and read it while eating.

"Daddario, did Ryan talk to you? He said he wanted to set up an artist agency." Amber found Daddario and asked.

Daddario nodded without saying a word.

Looking at the ring on her ring finger, Amber Doe asked, "Why has your fiancé never come to the set?"

"He's very busy, always on business trips, so it's normal that you can't see him." Daddario continued flipping through the pages.

Amber nodded and asked about something else: "Are your legs feeling better? I saw that your walking posture was not right today."

"This is not the aftereffect of leg training in the gym last night. This is what happens when you don't exercise regularly." Daddario looked up and answered casually.

"Are you training your legs or practicing the drums?" Amber joked.

"Practice all of them." Daddario smiled.

"Seducing who? Ryan Rivers?"

"There are so many people to seduce, not just this one." Daddario brushed his hair and stood up to go back to work.

Looking at Daddario's departing back, Amber couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

It really has nothing to do with Ryan, it shouldn’t be like this.

·
After returning from Los Angeles, Ryan gave Theresa two more days off. One day was not enough for her to relax.

Ryan returned to the Bad Room office, and soon Di Pineapple brought people up, who were none other than the young and handsome Yinghao and Brother 3.

"Have you arranged accommodation?" Ryan asked at this time.

"It has been arranged. It's in a single-family house in a nearby community. It has three bedrooms and can accommodate six people. The two of them moved their luggage in yesterday." Di Boli said.

"The contract issue has been resolved. You two can sign the contract today." Ryan looked at the two of them.

"Then record..." Yinghao gave people the feeling that he was very anxious. He couldn't wait to get to the studio today, record the song tomorrow, and release it the day after tomorrow.

"It will be recorded tomorrow, but the release date will have to be saved for next week's nightclub event. Which event is it this time?" Ryan asked.

"NFL Panthers cheerleaders! I saw their photos on the official website, and each one is better than the other." Di Pineapple said excitedly.

When they heard the word "women", especially the passionate NFL cheerleaders, the breathing of the two guys beside Di Boli became disordered for a moment.

Ryan nodded and said that after confirming with Sean one last time that there were no problems, they could start the promotion.

"Ryan, I heard that your TV series is about to be aired? Is it true? You can also write scripts?" Di Pineapple talked about the new news discussed by the employees today and personally confirmed it with Ryan.

"I was just writing something casually. I didn't expect that CW TV station would take a fancy to it and give me investment. I thought I'd just shoot some random shots and try to make as much money as possible," Ryan said casually.

"Awesome, I didn't expect you had this ability. When you have connections in the film and television industry, invite more celebrities to visit the bad room. From a publicity perspective, this approach has low costs and high returns. The nightclub where I worked before also used it, but they couldn't find real celebrities." Di Pineapple followed.

This reminded Ryan that it was the same as when celebrities promote products: a place frequented by celebrities would definitely not lack customers.

As for the branch store, needless to say, Li Enville and Arthur's friends lined up to go there, and their own head office could not be left behind.

"I'll keep an eye on it." Ryan nodded.

"Also, the news of the open recruitment of DJs has spread. We have received more than 300 submissions and resumes. I have screened out a quarter of them and have to ask them to come for an offline interview. Ryan, I have a question. You don't mind if it's a female DJ, do you?"

"As long as the work is up to standard and the professional skills are up to standard, it doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman." Ryan doesn't care. Instead, he thinks it's not a bad thing to have a few female DJs.

Di Pineapple nodded, then took the two boys away from the familiar venue.

At 6 o'clock in the evening, a special program previewing the new series began to appear in the entertainment information column of the CW TV network. In addition to the series itself, Ryan became the absolute protagonist. The program connected with Ryan on the spot and talked about the previous park tragedy and the creative process of the new series. The TV station even conducted a live connection with the parents of the little girl that Ryan was holding hands with.

"We are very inspired by Ryan's actions and his series will premiere in prime time later this year..."

At nine o'clock that evening, Ryan turned on the TV on time.

At the same time, the TV at the bar in the room downstairs switched from sports programs to dramas on time.

Far away in Los Angeles, the entire crew gathered in a restaurant, and the restaurant owner simply turned on the projection.

In New York, Ivanka was in her own penthouse apartment and couldn't help but be attracted by Daddario in the picture.

Downstairs from her, Karlie Kloss, who had just moved into a luxury apartment, also turned on the TV.

As for Taylor, she even moved up tonight's show in Greensboro, North Carolina, by half an hour.

Taylor had just finished the first half of the performance. According to the program, there would be a break. At this moment, she was holding a guitar in her arms and a microphone in her other hand: "I'm sorry that Ryan can't be the guest of today's tour. I know you miss him as much as I do, but he will be the guest in a special way!"

Taylor turned around and the big screen lit up, and of course it was Ryan's premiere episode.

"Let's all watch an episode of a TV series together. This TV series is very interesting, but it's my first time watching it." Taylor sat cross-legged on the stage and enjoyed the show with the audience.

(End of this chapter)