American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 251: The decision to stay or go, the famous song
I took the medicine, why is there no effect?
Ivanka stood in front of the mirror and saw the blonde woman in the mirror with a frown on her face and a distressed expression.

Then she lifted up her nightgown and looked at her flat belly without a trace of fat. Even after staying at home for a month, her figure had not deformed and her abs were still clearly visible.

Ivanka placed her hand on her belly, as if trying to sense some kind of heartbeat, but this was obviously unlikely, as there was only a month left.

She put down her nightgown, went back to her room and started to change her clothes. She deliberately wore a loose and baggy T-shirt, fearing that her biological mother would notice something.

Then he covered up completely and walked out of the room.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while." She hurriedly put on her high heels, but after thinking for a while, she changed into flat shoes.

The mother was watching her favorite midday show and didn't notice her daughter's panic.

Ivanka took a car to a high-end private gynecological clinic in New York. She used a pseudonym throughout the whole process and did not take off her sunglasses and mask when facing the female doctor. The doctor seemed to be accustomed to this and did not ask many questions. In ordinary hospitals, even simple tests require queuing and appointments, but only expensive high-end private clinics can provide meticulous services. Of course, the price is also extremely expensive, but this is not a problem for Ivanka at all.

After getting the blood test results, Ivanka officially confirmed that she was indeed pregnant.

"It will take a few months to tell the gender," said the female doctor.

"Can I have an abortion?" Ivanka asked directly.

"Of course, this is New York, you can do whatever you want." The female doctor nodded.

Iwanka didn't stay long. After walking out of the clinic, she did not choose to get in the car, but called her female friend.

"Lysandra, I'm pregnant! My mind is blank now, what should I do?" Ivanka stamped her feet anxiously, and her expression under the mask and sunglasses was full of panic.

The person on the other end of the phone was Ivanka's best friend. They were once alumni of a girls' prep school on the Upper East Side and were close friends. Currently, Ivanka is a columnist for the New York Observer on commercial real estate and retail.

"Pregnant? Are you kidding?" The person on the other end of the phone was obviously shocked.

"Do I look like I'm kidding you?"

"Then do you know who the father of the child is?"

"Of course I know...yes...anyway I know." Ivanka did not disclose the identity of the child's father.

"Could that man have a wife?" Best friend Lysandra immediately sensed something.

Iwanka didn't say anything, which was considered as his agreement.

"Should I have an abortion?" Ivanka asked.

"Of course you have to abort it. You haven't gotten married yet. Don't let this matter get out. Where are you now? I'll rush over immediately." Lysandra said immediately.

Ivanka gave her address.

"We'll talk about the details when we meet." The best friend hung up the phone.

So Ivanka returned to the clinic and was invited into a lounge.

About half an hour later, my best friend arrived in a hurry.

"Have you scheduled the surgery?" the other party asked as he sat down.

Ivanka shook her head.

"Then I'll go, you rest here for a while." The best friend immediately stood up.

After a while, her best friend came in with a nurse. Ivanka followed them to see the doctor. In the corridor, Ivanka saw a mother with a baby in her arms passing by her. Ivanka looked at the sleeping baby in the woman's arms, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Ivanka's best friend accompanied her to undergo a series of examinations, and finally Ivanka came to the VIP single room and waited for the operation to begin.

"Rich people's clinics are great. The surgery can be done today." My best friend couldn't help but mutter.

"Why are you still standing there? Change your clothes, aren't you out of strength?" asked my best friend, who had no experience either.

Ivanka thought for a moment and said, "Will my identity be exposed?"

"It's not that easy to be exposed. You're not a big star. The doctor said that it won't hurt at all during the whole process. You just need to rest for a few days and nothing will happen after that. You will still be the same person." Her best friend comforted her. Ivanka fell in love with a married man, and considering her status, she certainly couldn't keep the child.

"But..." Ivanka finally made up her mind when she saw the operating table being pushed in.

"I've changed my mind. This is a life, a life that God arranged to come to the world. What we are doing now is no different from a murderer." Ivanka shook her head.

Ivanka has always been a Protestant, which is why she is very concerned about changing her faith.

As we all know, abortion is unacceptable to Christians and is equated with murder, even if it is an accident.

The best friend continued to persuade her for a long time, but Ivanka became more persistent.

"As for the child's father, he has the right to know. As for whether he is responsible or not, that is his business. In short, I will give birth to the child." Ivanka's attitude has become firm.

"Have you thought it through? Okay then." The bestie sighed and stopped persuading her. Her family is so rich, raising a child is not a burden. The number of men who want to be the child's stepfathers may be so long that they can line up from Times Square to New Jersey.

Ivanka changed back into her clothes and walked out of the clinic again with her bestie. She walked a few steps away, took out her cell phone from her Hermès handbag, and dialed the number that had not been deleted.

"Ryan Rivers, I'm pregnant with your child!" Ivanka took a deep breath and said slowly.

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At the same time, Ryan, who was holding his cell phone, was stunned.

Several members of the Maroon 5 band in the room noticed the change in Ryan's expression.

Ryan immediately stood up, walked out of the office, and went to the empty storage room before responding.

"are you sure?"

"It's been four weeks, the timing just fits, and I only want to do that with you." Ivanka said with some difficulty.

Now that it has been confirmed, Ryan will not doubt Ivanka's words. If she really wants to find a buyer, it will be easy. She can even find someone who is richer than herself.

Now that I have informed myself, I am sure I will not have an abortion.

After thinking for a while, Ryan said, "Then give birth to the child. I am the father of the child and I will also take on the responsibilities of a father. Although we cannot get married, we are the child's parents. We must take care of the child like other families and provide the child with a caring environment. The child is innocent and should not be made to bear the consequences of adult affairs."

"I... I originally thought that you would..." Ivanka hesitated.

"Do you think I will let you abort the child?" "Yes, that's right, but now that you say that, you seem a bit like a father, and I feel a lot more at ease." Ivanka's tone finally became relaxed.

"There's one thing I can't figure out. Why is it that I took short-term safe-haven drugs but they don't work?" Ivanka still looked confused.

"Even after taking the medicine, there is still a chance."

"In other words, it was destiny."

"Where are you now?" Ryan asked.

"What do you want to do?"

"Of course I'm going to see you. I'll leave after the carnival is over."

"You'd better not come. I haven't figured out how to notify my family yet." Ivanka said with some distress.

"I'll have to be notified sooner or later, so it's better to just say it directly."

"I don't want my parents to worry about me anymore... How about this, I'll go live at Mar-a-Lago for a while." Ivanka thought of a compromise.

"This is better." Ryan wished it were this way, so that Ivanka would be closer to him.

"Then I'll leave tomorrow." Ivanka hadn't been anywhere for a month and was feeling bored at home, so he wanted to go out for some fresh air.

After hanging up the phone, Ryan returned to his office and saw several members of the Ma Laowu band taking pictures with their Grammy trophy.

This is something that almost every visitor must do.

"I wonder when we can get this trophy." Lead singer Adam Levine said with some longing. His voice is very sharp and recognizable, so his nickname is Sao Dang. He is also very coquettish. It was revealed several years later that he wanted to name his son after his lover.

His hobby is similar to Leo's, he likes to pick up girls at Victoria's Secret.

"By the way, Ryan, I heard that the girls here are pretty good." Sure enough, he began to turn the topic to the girls.

"Sorry, everyone. I have work to take care of. I'll let my men take you to visit other places." Ryan said with a smile.

During this period, many performing guests came to Florida, and my office became very lively with people coming and going.

I just received such heavy news, but I don’t have the mood to face a few people again.

After the Ma Laowu band left, Ryan confirmed one thing, which Taylor could not know for the time being.

Ryan's mind flashed with Taylor's collapse and tears. The next second, Taylor in his mind resolutely moved away. The next second, Taylor raised a gun, smiled and pulled the trigger at him...

Fake a "boyfriend" like before? Will Ivanka cooperate with him? The answer is probably no, she has no reason to do so.

Putting the matter aside for the moment, Ryan made another call and Avicii soon entered the office.

"How's the production of the new song going?" Ryan asked immediately.

This is good news he received recently. Avicii was full of inspiration last week and came up with a main melody. He plans to use this main melody as the basis to make a pure-blooded progressive house music without vocals.

"I added some effects to the main instrument, you can listen to it." Avicii, who was wearing a baseball cap backwards and a black T-shirt, said immediately, and then took out a USB flash drive from his pocket.

These things were prepared yesterday. Whenever Ryan is free these days, he will call him over. In addition to asking about the progress, he will also give many additional suggestions.

Ryan tried listening to it. Currently, the song only has the drop part, which is well completed. It uses common sound effects in progressive house, such as sawtooth waves, high-pitched slide, and sidechain compression.

Although it is not as gorgeous as "weak me up" and "weekend hymn" obtained through visual perception, it can also be described as bright and pleasant. This kind of tone makes people relax and is easier to accept subconsciously. It can be said that it has the unique flavor that belongs only to Avicii.

"It's well done, but it lacks some rhythm. You didn't choose the right drum set. You will know what to choose after listening to my songs." Ryan immediately pointed out the shortcomings.

"Okay." Avicii nodded immediately like a student in class.

"What's the name of this song?" Ryan took off his headphones.

"I'm going to call this song "Levels"." Avicii scratched his head. The name was only decided yesterday.

"What's the meaning?"

"I don't have any special ideas. I just think that the title of this song represents the theme of electronic music, a state of constantly breaking through oneself, moving towards a higher level, and constantly charging towards a higher realm." The low-profile version of Leo took a deep breath.

"Very good. Remember to answer like this when you're on the radio program next time," Ryan reminded.

Avicii was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

"Remember to complete the production before the carnival opens." Ryan said again.

Carnival is a great opportunity for exposure. If the music is good enough, Avicii will definitely become famous!
"I understand." Avicii went to modify the drum set with full fighting spirit.

Ryan then thought of himself again, and realized that the sense of déjà vu had not appeared for some time since the last "firends".

Now he is not in a hurry at all. With several artists under his company becoming more and more mature, and with the basic base of Bad Room, even if the sense of déjà vu disappears completely, he can still cooperate with other DJs. In short, he will not be out of business.

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"I heard that you arranged a lot of work for Virgil?" Kanye West brought his current girlfriend to visit Ryan. He didn't know Kim Kardashian yet. The girlfriend he brought was completely a female internet celebrity, and a female internet celebrity with a weird look.

At least in Ryan's opinion, there is no so-called beauty at all.

"I'm so happy for him."

"You will see him tonight. He will be in charge of warming up today." Ryan continued, looked at the time, and stood up to say goodbye to Kanye.

He drove directly to the Mar-a-Lago Club. Ever since he led his men to raid the club, the security personnel here had remembered him, and Ryan was stopped outside as expected.

"It's your boss's daughter who wants to see me." Ryan brought up Ivanka.

"The boss said, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to set foot in here!" The people guarding the gate were very tough.

"I asked Ryan to come here. He is my guest!" A familiar voice came from not far away.

When Ryan looked up, he saw Ivanka, whom he hadn't seen for a month, standing there.

(End of this chapter)