King of Hollywood

Chapter 268: The Ring King

“Thank you Judge, when I was a little girl, I dreamed of standing here more than once..." Christina stood at the podium holding up the golden singer's jive message, and it was a great honor for every singer, especially those developing in the United States, to have a Grammy.

And of course, after thanking a lot of people, she didn't forget to thank Adrian: "Thank you, Mr. Adrian, for discovering me and always encouraging and supporting me, thank you, thank you very much." [Search latest updates all over]

The camera had to turn to Adrian a few times, and he kept a smiling applause, then sat in the corner of his eye, Britney, not far away. The disappointment of the teenage girl, è, was obvious, without any cover, and the fact was, after reading the name of the winner of the Best Newcomer Award, she was like this.

It's not surprising that, although there are a lot of other nominations for both of them and a lot of crashes, Christina and Britney both know that the award for Best Newcomer is the most important one for them. Even though Grammy is more flexible and more paranoid than Oscar, either one to the right or one to the left, seniority is everywhere.

After all, those members of the Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences and those of the Academy of Film Sciences and Arts come from the entire music industry, so even though Christina and Britney have nominations for best songs and so on, the odds are very small, and naturally, the real victory is at the Best Rookie Awards.

“This is embarrassing, master.” That night, Britney and Adrian wrapped themselves around the queen bed of the bedroom for a long time until they were exhausted and climbed to his chest and said in an unhappy tone.

This is a young girl's villa. After Adrian took care of her parents, Britney moved out and moved not far from his mansion. If she wasn't worried about the paparazzi, she might have moved directly to Adrian's house.

“Nothing, it's normal, Bob. Look, didn't I get the prize I wanted after countless nominations?” Adrian pinched her chin to comfort her.

“You're different. You're my master. You can take whatever you want.” Britney looked lovely under the dim headlights, with her mouth somewhat delicate and hospitable.

“Don't worry, there will be opportunities.” Adrian caressed her consolation and said.

“But this is my first time, and...” swallowed up, Britney said, "and lost to Christine. ”

When Adrian settled in, Haha laughed: "Finally said what was in his heart? What's that, Boob? You lost the Best Rookie Award, but you won me, didn't you? ”

Britney laughed and surrounded Adrian's neck with his intimate zun: “She must have seen it when you took me away from Christine to celebrate the party, and I think her face è must be interesting. ”

Saying that her breath was getting heavier again, over and over again in his neck: “Let's do it again, master. ”

“As you wish, my little darling, I will meet your demands tonight.” Adrian smiled back and sighed in his heart and then put himself into a warm JI affair.

Obviously, in Grammy, Britney was afraid to repeat the old "once” path. Adrian arranged the same PR team for them this time in Grammy's competition, and eventually "or” Christina won the Best Newcomer Award. The Sound Recording Arts and Sciences Society's ideas were not so easy to change, and Britney would be discriminated against for a long time.

Grammy doesn't always want to see young, beautiful and very popular women singers, and once they label them like this, it's hard to turn them over, even Madonna, who hasn't had the best women singers so far. Of course, Britney lost to Christina, and she had a lot of factors herself.

Christina does sing well, and that's a bonus in Grammy's mind, and Britney does rely on some electronic music over the rest of the singers. More importantly, Adrian doesn't have as much voice in music as he does in movies, even though he can play two or three instruments, play a few good piano songs, and play some good songs for Britney and Christina, but he's never been personally involved in the production of music.

But it's not a big deal, and if any plan can be achieved, it may not affect Grammy as much as it does Oscar, but it definitely takes more than it does now. Of course, Britney herself has to work hard, for example, to learn how to write her own songs, how much she can develop into a creative singer, or how much she can add.

It's just that her resistance needs to be improved, even though Adrian taught her a lot, this congenital xing disadvantage is not so easy to compensate for. Don't think he taught her only physical hygiene or something, besides that, Adrian taught Britney a lot of things about how to improve her taste and show off her style, so that under latent acquiescence she could be more easily laid out by herself.

And then again, it's a good thing that Britney puts her heart all over him. Well, anyway, this is going to happen later, and even if it's going to affect Grammy, it's going to have to be after the biggest impact on Oscar.

After Grammy was with Britney that night, she naturally had to accompany Christina the next day, knowing that she had left the previous night in front of so many people and Britney at her celebration party.

“I finally won the Best Newcomer Award, and you and Britney left at my party. Can't you think about how I feel?” In the face of visiting Adrian, Christina complained.

Although she was expressing her dissatisfaction, her tone was not very strong. Christina, after all, was different from Britney's, even though she had also been brainwashed by Adrian. After all, she was a year older and the xing flaw was not that big, so she and Adrian doped a lot of other things, rather than living almost as Adrian pets, as Britney did.

“It's really my fault, Christine, and I apologize to you," Adrian hugged her with a smile, "but as a winner, you should also consider what it's like to lose, right? ”

Christina looked at his class with her lips open and suddenly smiled, nodding her head: "Yes, Britney is not easy, she can't strike her weak heart again after losing her best new recruit. ”

Her tone of voice was still somewhat discouraged, plus the following sentence, you don't have to guess what she was thinking. So Adrian unnecessarily blocked her lips and let her go.

“Well, Christine, anyway, Boob is kind of your friend from Mickey Mouse Club, and the competition is supposed to be, but not too much.” Adrian kneaded her body and said in an admonished tone.

Cristina, pinched softly, snuggled in his arms and made an unconscious hum.

“So, what do you want to do today? Wherever I go, I'm your wagon driver today.” Adrian kept kissing her.

“Even if it makes journalists' stories true?” Christina suddenly asked, with a little naughty.

“No problem, as long as you want.” Adrian Haha laughed.

Because of Christina's speech in Grammy, many tabloids began to speculate about the relationship, like a smelly shark, and were worried about whether to count her as a miracle girl. Until then, miracle girls were movie stars. But most people think of this only as the lowest gossip, the kind you can forget if you read it.

Long before that, when Christina was promoting her new album, the media outlets covered her past in detail, including the time at the Mickey Mouse Club, and the time she was signed by Adrian on the eve of her dissolution and then cultivated, as did Britney. These are all very positive, more to highlight that Adrian's vision of music is equally è, and with preconceived notions, these gossip are just gossip.

“Okay, let me think about what we're going to do today, squeeze all the energy.” Christina stood up smiling and deliberately revealed the provocative God è on Adrian's legs.

The sense of being cared for quickly sprang to mind, and before that, when he signed it by Adrian, he encouraged it, but it was stronger after bed, so sometimes Christina came up with the idea of "it's actually good”. Not surprisingly, you know, she also had a terrible childhood and... a grumpy irresponsible father

It has to be admitted that this is an interesting thing, and although Adrian has many women and is basically soul-to-soul with feelings, interests, most of his closest relationships fall into this category. Of course, not everyone's women, they all have their own xing grid, like now there's a girl with a mouthful of “I hate you” and a body that works so well together.

“I hate you, Adrian, you're a soul egg... um... get your hands off me... you, me, I'm going to kill you... stop, you're...”

In a totally different room from the lively living room, a young girl on a sofa wearing a shirt slammed hard against a man who pressed herself. However, her movements seemed jittery, but she didn't really have much strength, and while the man was holding her breasts, she also took the initiative to hold his head and reposition her body so that the other person could better un suck.

Those beautiful eyes filled with cravings, legs clamped tight to a man's waist and lower body held forward. After the man entered, she sat up holding her, and she immediately sank her body, biting her teeth and swinging her tun, as if fighting a fierce war, and never stopping to throw her armor away without killing her.

Unfortunately, she picked the wrong opponent, and despite her efforts, she eventually fainted.

“You... you soul egg...” Even so, the young lady muttered, already paralyzed on the couch.

“You're stubborn, Innie.” Adrian held her in her arms and whispered as she warmed up.

Ivanka, who was powerless, looked at him with hatred, and after such a good time, she finally regained a little strength and pushed Adrian away, barely getting up to start packing her clothes. Adrian didn't say anything, sat on the couch staring at Ivanka with admiration, watching that nice and seductive half-dew o little bit covered in clothes.

“Have you seen enough?” With haters around, the strap behind the bra could not be fastened three or four times, and the irritable Ivanka was about to exhale into Adrian's body.

“Of course not," Adrian stood up with a smile, clamping her bra in the back, "you know, your boobs are really pretty. ”

Ivanka glanced back at him unconsciously and smiled once again: “By the way, I have unfortunate news for you, Mr. Adrian, I forgot this is California. ”

“No, no, no, Eni,” Adrian lifted her chin and shook her finger, “you didn't forget, otherwise you wouldn't have been brought in so submissive outside. ”

“So what?” Ivanka's smile became somewhat forceful, "You know, I have no responsibility here, even... even if... even if I took the initiative."

In Adrian's eyes, she eventually spit that word out.

“Yes, of course I know, but so what, you can't tell,” Adrian's tone brings rogue, “and you're not only proactive, but also very fond of and... craving”

He leaned forward like an oppressor, pressed Ivanka's shoulder, and looked down at her: “In that case, how about we do it again? ”

Ivanka's face turned red and suddenly pushed away with anger. Adrian said, "I hate you, Adrian. I hate you. It's you. It's ruined my father. You're a complete pervert.”

"I never want to see you again."

But Ivanka stopped at the door, touched her tun section, and the girl turned her head in difficulty.

“Are you looking for this?” Adrian took a tiny powder è bottom ku out of the crevice of the couch and waved it, with several kitties printed on it, very cute.

Ivanka's face suddenly rose red and hurried to reach over and try to grab it, whispering: "Give it back.”

“That's not gonna work.” Adrian took a step back, slowly sliding her bottom ku into her pocket, and a serious statement said, "Now that you've all said I'm a pervert, of course I should do something perverted. ”

The girl's face suddenly became redder and her lips shivered, like she was about to cry, like she was about to explode again. But she eventually glanced at Adrian so hard that she flew out of the room.

“You'll regret it." Ivanka finally dropped this sentence.

Adrian shrugged with a smile, not at all concerned, and Ivanka's feelings for him now were originally created by him intentionally, naturally not knowing what she was thinking. In the words of previous generations, this is “haughty” and "haughty”. Think about the circumstances in which she died and sank her body down and violently swayed the tun section.

At this point, he couldn't help but press and hold on to the group drummed up in the ku bag, which suddenly became a little awkward.

“And sincerely perverted.” After pulling it out, Adrian laughed and said, but... is this a souvenir?

After a few minutes of waiting, Adrian left the room and returned to the lively living room, which was the first time he had hosted a liquor party in his own home, invited a number of celebrities from New York to participate in the recording of the National Supermodel Competition in Los Angeles, and attended the Grammy Awards Ceremony, which was naturally among the invitations.

“I think I just saw Ivanka leave angrily. What happened?” After a spin, Adrian came to Trump to ask with deliberate concern.

“Nothing, a little something.” Trump sighed without falsehood, apparently not knowing that his precious daughter had not only made several beds with the man in front of him, but had even given him virginity.

“You know, Eni never liked the way I messed around outside, and now I finally found the right partner, and she still doesn't accept it.” Trump said in anguish.

“It's all right, Don, I understand Ivanka's thoughts, after all, you're her favorite father," said the beautiful woman with his arm comforting, "and I'll let her accept me slowly. ”

“I'm sure you will, Mera.” Trump was happy to shoot a woman in the hand.

Melania? Klaus, a model from Slovenia, less than 30 years old, with long beautiful brown è hair, is now the official woman of Trump, said to have met at the end of the month and soon became like paint glue. This woman has long, thin eyes and a very tactful look. No wonder Ivanka doesn't like her.

But it just so happens that Ivanka's dissatisfaction with her father to herself is enough, and Trump helped herself, albeit unintentionally. Though I don't know what to do with this arrogant princess.

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As soon as the two awards ceremonies passed, the time entered March, of which the Oscar Awards ceremony at the end of the month was the most compelling, followed by several films that Adrian was following, but not the most important. After a long break, he was about to start directing his new work.