"The Statue of Liberty is a gift given to the United States by France to commemorate the United States-French alliance during the American Revolution. It was designed and completed by the famous French sculptor Bartodi for ten years. It is a symbol of free will..."

Standing at the top of the Statue of Liberty, Nicole talked freely, like a beautiful female tour guide.

It's been two days since I arrived at the Big Apple. Ryan and Nicole have visited many famous attractions, watched colorful neon advertisements in Times Square, went to the boutique on Fifth Avenue to watch dramas, and went to Central Park to experience the city forests.

After passing the Hudson Estuary, the two returned to Manhattan all the way. Anyway, they went out to relax and have no clear plans or goals. They basically went wherever they went, and they didn't care about the duplication of routes.

"Ryan, why did you stop?" Nicole felt her hand sinking, and then she found that the boy holding her hand suddenly stood there. "The Twin Towers are one of the tallest buildings in the world. You can see half of New York in the top floor sightseeing room. Don't you want to go?"

"Nicole, let's stop going, I don't like the Twin Towers."

Although it is only 1990, the shadow of the previous life is lingering. He will not enter the World Trade Center even if he kills Ryan. "We'll better go to the Empire State Building."

"Oh well."

The Empire State Building is located on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan. It was built in 1930. It is known as the icon of the Big Apple along with the Goddess of Liberty at the mouth of the Hudson River. Especially the lights on the top, it is famous all over the world.

After arriving at the viewing platform on the 86th floor, Ryan looked into the distance, which was the direction of Long Island.

"What are you thinking?" Nicole asked when he saw that he was a little confused.

"Nothing?" Ryan came to his senses and remembered the script he had not completed about the Empire State Building. "Nicole, I heard Pat say that a producer sent you an invitation?"

"Yes." Nicole nodded.

Unlike the previous life, "Skip Horizon" landed in the United States earlier. What's more interesting is that it was Miramax who introduced the movie to North America. As the movie entered theaters, Nicole gradually gained some fame in Hollywood, and some producers began to send invitations.

"It's a pity that they are all vase characters." With the experience of "The Sixth Sense", Nicole's eyes have also become more picky.

"I have prepared the next script for you." With the relationship between the two, there is naturally nothing to say.

"Is that? Why don't I know?" Nicole raised her eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"It's still early to be completed," Ryan thought for a while and said, "I'll give you a suggestion. It's best not to take on a film appointment before the release of "The Sixth Sense".

"Why?"

"Because after "The Sixth Sense", your value will definitely rise sharply."

"You little devil, are you so confident?" Nicole ignored it and stroked his hair that was splattered by the wind. "Where is the script, I always have to let me see it. If it doesn't suit my wishes, I won't answer it."

"You can find it yourself when you go back at home in Los Angeles." Ryan smiled. Unless he invited the manuscript, Ni would not read it randomly, which was considered respecting his privacy.

Not far from Manhattan, it is also a famous resort. Long Island attracted many people to settle here, especially after World War II, a large number of middle-class and rich people among the Jews also moved, many of whom came from Jerusalem.

After a walk around Winnet Park, Ryan simply pulled Nicole into the dessert shop at the entrance of the park. It was probably the weekend relationship. There were many people in the store, most of whom were children accompanied by parents, and only a table in the corner and there was an empty space. After ordering two Black Forest cakes and two cups of orange juice, Ryan and the others sat at the table.

"The taste is OK, but it's too sweet." These desserts are often natural enemies of beautiful women. Nicole just took a few bites and put down her fork.

"No! No! No! I want it all!" A crisp girl's voice came from the direction of the counter, "Thank you, give me another cup of hot orange juice!"

The girl held a small tray and turned her head to look around the store, and finally walked towards Ryan's table.

"Can I sit here?" the girl asked very politely, showing excellent upbringing.

Ryan kept talking to Nicole in a low voice until this time he realized the arrival of the girl. He turned his head and his eyes narrowed when he saw the girl. However, he quickly lowered his eyes and concealed the fluctuating emotions in his heart.

"Of course!" Ryan replied politely. No one can see the change in his emotions. I have to say that the role-playing of the past decade has brought a veil on his face without realizing it.

"Thank you!" The girl sat beside him.

Ryan glanced at her calmly from the corner of her eyes. Her dark brown slightly curly medium-length hair, her goose-shaped face with edges and edges was not very cute, and she also had a bit of baby fat. Her brown eyes shone with a ray of wisdom. The small mole on her cheeks not only did not damage her appearance, but also added her temperament.

Although she looks much younger than she thinks, she is his favorite female star after all. He has seen all the photos she has published, and in just a moment, he is sure that she should be her.

"Hello, am I Ryan? Jenkins!" Ryan introduced himself very calmly.

"Hello!" the girl nodded and said lightly, "Natalie Heshler."

Ryan didn't say anything or do anything else. He could see that the girl was slightly wary. If the information he had read was not too outrageous, the girl's precocious maturity and wisdom would be far beyond her age and appearance.

After eating the cake quietly, Ryan said lightly to the girl beside him before leaving, "Miss Natalie, I'm happy to know you, so... goodbye!"

"Strange boy!" Looking at the boy and girl walking out of the store, Natalie shook her head and continued to taste her food.

About half an hour later, Natalie walked out of the dessert shop and rode her bicycle toward her home. Not long after their family moved to Long Island. As a Jewish girl born in Jerusalem, her recently conservative doctor's father asked her to develop a strict vegetarian habit. This habit was not good or bad. Since it was a family requirement, she could only follow it as usual.

Winnet Park is not far from her home, but when she turned on the street in front of her home, an accident happened.

Perhaps only God knows what's going on. When turning, a kid who knew her shouted at her from the back. Natalie turned around in a tragic way, and then the bicycle hit a boy on the side of the road. The unlucky boy was knocked to the ground by her.

"Damn!" Ryan cursed softly. This was a real disaster. He just lowered his head and stood here waiting to go to the convenience store. A rash ghost actually hit him on a bicycle. You know, there is no problem with four cars running in parallel on this road.

"I'm sorry, you weren't injured, are you?"

It seemed like a girl when he heard the sound, Ryan said angrily, "I'm not dead yet, but my legs are broken."

“Ah~”

Hey~ Why does the sound sound familiar? Ryan raised his head and opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"It's you?"

As if they had a heart-to-heart relationship, the two of them spoke in unison.

"Your leg is broken?" Natalie asked timidly.

Ryan sighed. The collision seemed to be in vain. He rolled his eyes and said, "Just just kidding."

Natalie curled her lips without a trace, but after all, she did something wrong, so she had to apologize again, "You are Ryan? Jenkins, right? I'm very sorry, it's because I was too careless."

"Ryan, what's wrong?" After leaving the convenience store, Nicole saw Ryan sitting on the ground with a tilted bicycle next to him, and hurried over.

"Nate, what happened?"

A Ford was also parked on the side of the road at this time, and a middle-aged couple got out of the car and walked over.

The matter was absurd as if it was filming a movie. The support teams of both sides arrived instantly. Natalie did not shirk responsibility and quickly explained the story.

Ryan was not injured. With his body that he had been struggling in the welfare home, he was not so delicate. But Natalie's parents invited him and Nicole to their home not far away to check it out carefully because Natalie's father was a doctor.

"Mr. Efner, it's just a little scratch." Sitting in the sofa in the living room, Ryan looked at his somewhat swollen knees, not caring at all.

"Sorry, Ryan, I'm too rash." Natalie had to apologize again under her father's stern eyes.

"It's okay. Nat, can I call you that? Thank you." Ryan said with a smile, "Mr. Evner, don't blame Nat, I have a responsibility for this matter."

Nicole sat next to Ryan and gently rubbed his knees for him. Seeing that there was indeed no problem, she helped him put down his rolled-up trouser legs. After all, this was just an accident. Ryan was not injured. The perpetrator was a younger girl, so she couldn't say anything else.

"Jerusalem, so you were born in Israel?"

Just as Nicole talked to the Heshler and his wife for a few words, Ryan was almost bringing out Natalie's old background. Yes, she was indeed smart and precocious, but she was still too young when facing Ryan.

"Yes, we have just moved to New York for not long." Natalie looked at the boy's appearance carefully as she spoke. "Ryan, are you Jewish too? I see that you have some Jewish characteristics in your appearance."

It turns out to be a careful and smart girl! Ryan sighed in his heart.

To be honest, he didn't know what kind of bloodline it was, but according to Dean Katy's speculation from his appearance, he should have some Nordic bloodline, and the appearance between his eyebrows and eyes also had a little Jewish characteristics.
Chapter completed!