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Chapter 51 Does it matter?

Although she only listened to a short paragraph, with Whitney Houston's musical literacy, she could naturally hear something from it. Combined with the script just now, she suddenly realized that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to make her career great progress.

Just under her attention, the crazy genius, almost monster-like boy, and his skillful techniques, re-written the messy music score and handed it to her.

"Miss Houston, I think this song is more suitable for your voice." Ryan's face was a little pale, and it seemed to have consumed too much energy.

Whitney Houston took it over. Unlike the many changes in the music score, the lyrics were very simple, and there was even only one lyric in the chorus. She savored it carefully and hummed it gently. The more she sang, the brighter the eyes became.

After working hard in the pop music industry for so many years, she knew very well that any singer would become famous in any song, while any singer would become famous in any song. There is no doubt that this song is definitely the latter.

With such a close distance, Ryan could naturally hear her singing, which was quite different from her impression. She immediately discussed it with her and kept making some suggestions. Whitney Houston also kept singing softly, and based on Ryan's suggestions and his own understanding, he kept adjusting the singing style.

It was almost midnight, and the banquet hall was still crowded with people, and no one had the idea of ​​leaving. All this happened tonight far exceeded their cognition and opened their eyes. It would be difficult to see it for the second time in their lifetime.

It's not right to say this. There is a person who wants to fly with his wings. He is Tom Cruise. Is there still suspense to the outcome now? Almost no one cares about this issue.

Most people are watching and waiting. What does the song Ryan Jenkins think after dictating the script? They all know that he can write novels, create scripts, draw storyboards, and star in movies. Will he add the item of songs that can be written after tonight?

Of course, some people are paying attention to Tom Cruise, the reporters who are afraid that the world will remain unrest, staring at the butterfly boy, for fear that he will leave without saying goodbye.

Tom Cruise glared at them, especially the guys who were anti-camera. If they were just ordinary reporters, he would have asked his assistant to go over and grab the camera, but it would have been a mess.

However, the one who reported this charity dinner today is NBC TV. Its current owner is General Motors, not General Motors, but General Electric, the world's largest super giant in market value!

About an hour later, the constant discussion and trial singing on the stage stopped. Ryan sat in front of the piano again, exchanged a look with Whitney Houston, and then the mellow bass sounded.

After the scale conversion, Ryan's fingers fell on the black and white keys, and the accompaniment tune began from a low level, slowly telling the longing of the lover, gradually turning to a thicker one. Whitney Houston's singing became more and more penetrating, especially when the explosive "and" was full of explosive power, the unique charm of the high notes stirred back and forth throughout the banquet hall.

“Wow~”

Applause rang like a tide. Even though the song had a little black soul music style, no one denied that it was a contagious and shocking love song. Thinking of the scene where the bodyguard and the big star broke out in the end of the script, it was simply a perfect match.

At this time, they also understood why Ryan Jenkins said that this song was not something he could perform. Indeed, how could this song require extremely explosive power be sung by an eleven-year-old child?

To be honest, Ryan and Whitney Houston were only the first time they cooperated, and there were many flaws in the middle, but it was already amazing to achieve the current effect. I can only say that both of them have extraordinary achievements in music.

He let out a breath and looked at the music score reluctantly. Whitney Houston still handed it back to Ryan.

"Save it, Miss Houston." Ryan's face turned pale, leaned against Nicole and shook his head gently.

Whitney Houston suddenly showed joy on her face. She naturally understood the meaning of this sentence and quickly said, "I will ask the company to contact Ms. Jinslie as soon as possible."

The crowd gathered under the stage suddenly divided into two sides. Tom Cruise walked onto the stage in full view of everyone. At this time, his face had returned to normal and looked elegant. He came straight to the opposite side of Ryan and Nicole, and owed slightly.

"Nicole, and Ryan, I apologize for my inappropriate words tonight, I'm sorry."

Despite his smile, his eyes flashed. No one would know what his actual thoughts were.

It sounds simple. Tom Cruise understands that he is about to face a public relations crisis. Now he pretends to behave, which can help to restore some impression. If the two of them are unwilling to forgive and speak harshly to him, the situation may not be better.

I have to say that Tom Cruise has excellent acting skills. Even if everyone doesn't believe that he will sincerely apologize, he can't see anything on the surface.

Unfortunately, he was facing a person who acted every minute and every second. Ryan pinched Nicole's hand, smiled very gracefully, and replied first, "It's okay, just do it, Mr. Cruise."

It doesn't matter? How could it be okay! Looking at Tom Cruise who walked off the stage and left quickly, Ryan was still smiling. Now he and Nicole do not have any way to deal with Tom Cruise, but the future is long.

What's more, in such a public place, would he have to curse and fight with his old fists? Don't joke, that's harmful or useless.

"I'm tired, Nicole." Even if he just retells the picture in his head, it took a lot of his energy.

"Okay, let's go home." Nicole helped him up and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to hold you?"

Ryan's lips trembled, "That would make me a joke for everyone. I'm not a little brat who hasn't grown up yet."

The two of them had just walked off the stage, and Warner's Gerald and others came up. Without them speaking, Nicole also understood what they wanted to do and quickly said, "Mr. Gerald, Mr. Lisman, Ryan has consumed too much energy. We are going home."

It was true. Ryan's face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was obviously overdrawn. It was hard for these people to say anything more and let the road go.

"Mr. Gerald." Ryan suddenly spoke, "Can you send the recorded script here? You should be able to hear that the script only has the main plot, and many places need to be added."

Even though Ryan narrated it for nearly three hours, he only depicted the main plot. In addition to the bloody plot, the most attractive thing in the movie "Body Guard" is those songs. He also has to recall those songs, otherwise the movie will lose its color.

"No problem, can I do tomorrow? I'll send someone to Beverly Hills."

"Okay, goodbye, everyone."

Seeing the siblings leaning on each other and slowly walking out of the banquet hall, everyone felt a little moved.

"Blay, send your belt to the headquarters soon, what? Midnight? I don't care about that much, even if you fly, you will have to fly over! I want the scene of this evening to be on tomorrow's morning news!" NBC's supervisor yelled at his reporters.

Everyone realized the value of this news. Anyone related to the media industry took out their phones and started dialing. Even practitioners of paper media could no longer care about anything else. They rushed out of the hotel and drove towards the newspaper.

That night, Los Angeles police arrested many speeding resisting arrest personnel, many of which were famous newspaper and magazine editors and media practitioners.

"Quick! Quick! Put the recorded scripts together and focus them on me." Gerald was also busy, constantly issuing orders to his subordinates, and then looked at Whitney Houston, who was still studying music scores on the stage, "Whitney, come here."

"What happened?" Whitney Houston hurried over.

"Are you really stupid or fake?" Looking at her confused look, Gerald was amused and crying, "Don't you understand? Rachel in the script is a black female singer! The theme song must be sung by her in person, and Ryan Jenkins gave you the song again. Isn't the meaning very clear?"

"this……"

Only then did Whitney Houston realize that this was a good opportunity to make the big screen as a heroine!

Then Gerald whispered to her, and she kept nodding, apparently agreeing with his opinion.

Tom Cruise lifted the baffle and isolated himself in the back seat of the car, and then he showed his ferocity on his face. He could imagine that all media would definitely report what happened tonight tomorrow morning, and he would become the clown in this farce!

Who would have thought! Who would have thought that the guy had just spent three hours to describe a script, based on the creativity and inspiration obtained from the TV show he just saw. Not to mention others, even the initiator, was shocked at the time and his mind was blank.

You can't just forget it! Tom Cruise clenched his teeth, and this matter is far from over!

Jinsley sat in the passenger seat and turned her head with some concern. Looking at the two people in the back seat, everything that happened today was like a roller coaster ride.

When they had a conflict with Tom Cruise, she was not on the scene. After arriving, she couldn't stop worrying, after all, the other party was a heavyweight in the circle.

But what happened next completely overturned her cognition. She had known Ryan for two years, and she was friends with him, but she had never seen this young man so crazy and violent, and his talent was like the sea water in the Pacific, inexhaustible!
Chapter completed!
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