King of Hollywood

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“Well, Dad, I'm not a few years old anymore, I can take care of myself, don't worry, that's it, I love you.//Baidu search for the latest chapters//” Blake? Levrey closed the phone's long exit, put it down, tidied his clothes and quickly came out of the secluded corner and returned to the main road between the studios.

Because of her parents, she used to come to the studio and was familiar with everything around her and quickly came near the parking lot. Look at the time, although she didn't get the exact numbers, it was about this time, wondering if the man would change his itinerary, or if he had come by the time she answered the phone.

Blake waited ten minutes hesitating to go to the studio, and a silver-grey Bentley drove in, and the person who was going to wait got out of the car. She grew out of breath and relaxed a little bit, but then became more nervous, even before coming, she kept cheering herself up and telling herself that the bitch could do it.

Blake has been wandering around the studio for a long time, trying to find a way to find out about the man from the people here, and for the first time asking him positively from his parents through the Oscar Awards Ceremony. With this information, Blake finally spells out a more complete image in his mind, which is undoubtedly a playboy, sleeping with many women, something that can be determined before she gathers information, and which is now nothing more than a token.

“Just a few weeks ago, I saw him and... the woman who played Dean in Dr. House... Vera? Famega. That's probably the name, coming out of the corner of studio 42.” That's what one of the prop officers said when he was talking to someone, and Blake was right next to him.

But that's not what she cares about most, and Blake never cares about anything until he makes up his mind. Just like when she was eight, a girl of higher family background offended her, and Blake tried to retaliate harshly, but several of her best friends thought it was going to be loud, so she left them alone and stuffed the girl in the bathroom to humiliate and threaten her. Later, the girl transferred. And the parents didn't know, and the best parties listened more to her.

So Blake wanted to know more about whether the payout was proportional to the payout, her parents, her brother and sister, were basically fighting in the entertainment industry, and she certainly didn't know anything about certain things. In fact, when she decided to be an actress, her parents began to consciously tell her how to protect herself.

Generally speaking, the rate of return for this kind of thing is not very high, because it's largely just a way of socializing, just like going out to dinner, shopping, dancing, it's very common. So, pulling * * ruthlessly happens sometimes, except for that guy. Women who have slept with him are said to have received good returns, so even well-known dudes still have a good reputation among women.

Well, maybe the information is not so accurate. However, as long as there is information available, it can be analysed, not to mention practical examples.

“Another one, how many is this already? In that case, whoever wants the best actress in the future can have sex with him.” When watching this year's Oscar Awards ceremony in front of the TV, my mother complained so much when she arrived at the best actress.

And, even if you don't look at the series of miracle girls who get the aftershadow, the sluts who wander in front of themselves every day in school are enough to prove something. So Blake finally made up his mind, you know, people like him, even if they didn't get anything back, the women who wanted to sleep with him were the stepsons, and if they didn't try harder, how could they put that bitch under their feet?

Wanted to be. What did she do to herself and to herself?! Every time I think about it, Blake bites his teeth off. Of course, at this point, she would selectively forget and start the incident herself.

Anyway, as long as that bitch doesn't dare show up in front of herself again, it doesn't matter at all, let alone... think back to Miracles and some stars - like Vera? Famega —— the difference is that Blake, with more desire, caught up with that man.

After a long day of sneaking around, waiting for a moment outside Studio 35, the other side came out, while he was currently alone, she held up her chest and walked over, shouting with a surprise: “Are you... Adrian? Mr. Corwell? ”

“Yes, I am. Who are you?” The man turned his head in confusion and looked up and down at her and seemed to show some interest.

Blake was dressed up, wearing white shirts and jeans, a little fancy, and trying to reflect his youthful vibrancy. She's not sure what kind of woman he likes, but young girls are always liked, isn't that what that bitch Lipton is?

“Hello, I'm Blake? Lively, you may not know me, but it's okay, if you give me a chance to present myself, you'll find my strengths.” Blake said in a convincing tone.

The other person picked the eyebrows with surprise, measured her carefully again, and laughed: "If you want a role, Miss Lively, you should go to auditions instead of coming to me, and if every actor comes to me for a role, I'll be busy. ”

The tone of voice made Blake uncomfortable, and she wanted to impress each other, apart from the fact that there was no other way to get close, whether it was good or bad, only to make him remember himself like that. In fact, for a few seconds she felt she had succeeded, at least Adrianus' interest in the god had not disappeared, but he gave such an answer, unexpectedly.

“I know it's against the rules, Mr. Corwell, but I insist," Despite all the sweat in my hands and my heart pounding, Blake still looks calm and confident on the surface, and she has no way back, "I've taken some auditions, but the director and the producer are either distracted or the character is available. I need a chance to prove myself. ”

“You don't look very big," Adrian said after carefully weighing her again, "I don't think it's a big deal, there aren't many characters of your age that would have been suitable for you, rather than always thinking about being famous overnight, try some simple co-ordination, after this awkward period, accumulated experience can give you a qualitative leap forward. ”

“I know, Mr. Cowell. But it also requires opportunities.” Blake took a deep breath, "and I was confident that any character could play as long as I had a chance to prove myself. ”

“What role can you play?” The other person laughed and took a hint of it with him.

“I'm sure you haven't taken one of those top auditions," he said pointing inside the studio, "and auditions like that are totally unimaginable to you at your age, no matter how famous each actor is. It must be performed in accordance with the director's request, with all due dedication, and - no matter how unreasonable the request may be. ”

“I'm sure I can do it, Mr. Corwell,” Blake said in a persistent tone as a clear understanding rose in his heart. “I also believe this is the first time someone has ever fought for an opportunity like this, so why don't you let me try it? ”

The other person squeezed his eyes and slightly lifted his mouth, seemed to want to laugh. The unbelievable divine color became more intense, but at the same time showed a slight interest. And that is the obvious slight interest. Let Blake put her chest up higher, and she's smart enough not to talk, just to look at Adrian with perseverance.

The man in front shook his head and frowned seemingly thinking about how to dispel her thoughts, and then he made a "come with me" gesture and turned his head toward the second floor of an office next to the studio. Blake couldn't help but feel a little soft on his legs and immediately followed him.

Approximately because the studio next to him was working and there were not many people in the building, the two of them followed the hallway to the small room. This was a lounge, where a staff member was busy living and found out that they had not made a sound, left at Adrian's behest, and didn't even look at Blake halfway through. As if she didn't exist.

Adrian went into the room, looked around, took a banana out of a fruit tray on the side table, and faced Blake and put it under his belly: "You should have seen Judy? Foster's Pear Robbery, right? Now, I need a female lead, and she's raped, and in order to survive, and to be able to avenge herself, she has to disguise herself as an obedient assailant, so how are you going to perform, Miss Lively? ”

No matter how calm Blake pretended to be, she couldn't help but blush at this moment, and she had designed a lot of options in her mind, as long as she could get the other person to agree to think about it - even if she had a chance to get in touch with him further. But Blake didn't expect that the other party had taken a test, and it was still such a test, apparently with the intention of letting himself go.

The beating of her heart made her breath rush, watching as if the man in front of her was saying “go back” with his eyes, the scene flashed quickly from his mind, rich but flat middle-class family life, huge stars in public, brother and sister spoke of famous envy, cheerleading girls, finally set, was Lipton's proud and contemptuous look.

“Chuckles” in her heart, as if something had broken, Blake's throat shrugged gently, she walked over, squatted down in front of Adrian, grabbed his hand and opened her mouth to contain the banana and began.

This is not an easy thing for Blake to do, not to mention to keep herself well guarded, despite the fact that kids in the United States have been educated about sex a long time ago and that she has dated some boys. Forgive me, Blake was still doing his best, even though the banana he was carrying was not only somewhat large but also rough in the skin. Not only that, she looked up at him and gave him a nice look at the plot described earlier.

She didn't realize that if she really wanted to get herself out of trouble, this man didn't have to come here at all to take this test on a one-to-one basis.

Finally, Blake saw what he wanted to see, and the man who was looking at him was finally moving. She seemed inspired to simply peel the banana peel open and use the fruit meat directly inside, but it was unexpected that the fruit meat was too soft and she had no experience. So he bit the banana halfway down.

Suddenly, Blake stopped, and she squatted there with a half-cut banana, and then jumped up and put her hand in her mouth to spit it out. But the banana had become softer under the soaking of saliva. In panic, she chewed it a few more times, and the bite was a little more, so the mouth was filled with fruit meat that she could not even speak.

She had to be in embarrassment and embarrassment. On several occasions, the banana was chewed up and swallowed, resulting in a blush in the face. But then Blake found out that Adrian didn't show a disdainful look because of his mistakes, that he was more interested in the divine color, that he squeezed his eyes and hid an aggressive divine color.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Corwell,” Blake took a deep breath. Try to calm yourself down, "it's a device issue and if you want, you can let me try again with a fake. ”

She paused here, her teeth biting hard: "Of course, even if it's true. ”

The other person's eyes clearly lit up. That aggression became more intense, while taking two steps forward, looking at her with a feeling of oppression, and finally reaching up to her chin. Face this rude move. Blake didn't say a word, his eyes looked ahead without a focal length, and he still relied on Adrian to gauge himself by appreciating the cargo.

After touching her face, the man turned behind her and held her waist and limbs with his hands, kneading twice and then holding one upward along the curve slightly softer. One moved down from the outside of her thigh to the inside and finally grabbed it in the middle, and her head caught deep breath on her back neck.

Blake's body trembled because of nervousness, and even though she was ready for it, it was inevitable that there would be all sorts of timid thoughts when she really came along, especially if he was here… forgive me, but she still bit at the root of her teeth, which was her purpose. Isn't it?

It was as if it had been a century before they let him go until those hands touched their bodies.

“I am satisfied.” Adrian turned around and said to Blake,

“At least so far, Miss Lively, I'm very pleased with you.” And he said, “I wonder if I can invite you to dinner tonight." ”

The feeling of joy suddenly and uncontrollably poured into Blake's mind, and all the things that had happened before became worthwhile and I didn't want to answer: “I'd love to, Mr. Corwell. ”

“Well, just a moment, I have some things to take care of here, and you can also...” Adrian's smile is a bit far-reaching, "say hello to the house first. ”

Blake immediately understood what he meant, first with a slight surprise, but then again with joy, even though she hesitated for two seconds, she promised to come down: “I will, Mr. Cowell, my family is very relaxed about me. ”

“Good,” Adrian nodded, "you can call me Adrian or Ed, Blake. ”

“Okay, Corwell... Ed.” Blake replied with a bite on his lip.

Adrian smiled and left the room after passing her phone and kissing her face gently. And after he left, Blake, who was completely relaxed, grew out of breath, found a chair and sat down somewhat weakly. Although she had been completely exempt before, it was inevitable that she would regret it at this moment.

Just, can you really get what you want? Blake rubbing his face came up with such an idea. But she quickly dismantled it, and she had come to this point, and what else to think about? At least she has initially accomplished her purpose, just after tonight...

Thinking about it, Blake's a little worried. What would this man do to himself?

She soon found out, and it was very surprising, that Adrian, after picking her up from the car, asked her about her preferences and drove to a more quiet, upscale Italian restaurant.

“I love eating here, both the service and the taste of food, are top notch and not easy to spot by the paparazzi.” After a gentleman opened her seat and asked the waiter to take a bottle of wine, Adrian sat in his seat and said, "Do you want to try it? No one here will ask you how old you are. ”

“Thank you.” In that case, Blake didn't say no, just that she was very confused.

Adrian is so stylish, gentlemanly elegant and thoughtful, and understandable at the moment. Especially when it comes to guiding the conversation about her family, she unconsciously opens the talking box and from time to time makes a few pertinent comments about certain things from a standpoint, even if some of them are not on her side, which makes her accept, quite different from what she had previously impressed on herself in the studio.

Well, in fact, before in the studio, Blake remembered most clearly just the hands he held behind his back. There was a rhythm that moved upstream and downstream, and even across the clothes, that sense of teasing still made her feel a little silly, especially when he took a deep breath on the back neck, and the exhaled heat stimulated her sensitive spot, leaving her almost soft on him.

“Blake?” Adrian screamed softly.

Oh, sorry, Ed, I'm distracted. ”Blake woke up laughing with embarrassment and hurrying down to cover up the food in front of him.

“It's okay,” Adrian smiled gently, "by the way, you said earlier that you went to Burbank High School and were a cheerleader, right? ”

The knife that cut the chicken suddenly stroked down the plate. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for a referral ticket, monthly ticket, and your support is my biggest motivation.)