Chapter 33 Motorcyclist Bar

 Ryan seemed to have remembered something, but he had no clear idea for a while. When he looked back, he saw the little girl who was very lively before, biting her lips tightly, staring at the leaving car with red eyes, and two lines of tears in her eyes. Unknowingly, it flowed down my cheeks.

  The people on the advertising crew turned a blind eye to all this, as if they had long been accustomed to such scenes. The woman calmed down, her eyes flickered twice, and then she slowly walked towards her daughter.

  "Lindsay, let's go home!" The woman held her daughter's hand.

  "But Mom, we don't have a car anymore!" The little girl wiped away her tears at some point.

  "I'm going to call a taxi!" The woman had just finished saying that when she suddenly remembered that her husband had taken her purse away, so she couldn't find any money to find a taxi.

  Ryan shook his head, feeling a rare sense of compassion, and looked at the assistant on the set. After the other person showed a questioning look, he nodded slightly.

  "Madam, if you don't mind, you can take our car!" the assistant invited very politely.

  "How... is this good?" The woman was a little embarrassed.

  "Mom!" The little girl spoke at this time, pointing at Ryan and saying, "It was his constant sex that made us wait until now. Let them send us back. This is what we should do!" The

  black car quickly left the street where the shooting was taken. , and went to the address given by the woman. Fortunately, it was a middle-class area, otherwise the driving assistant would definitely not agree.

  "Hello Mr. Jenkins, I'm Dina Lohan." The woman sitting in the passenger seat obviously recognized Ryan.

  "Hello, Mrs. Rohan." Ryan greeted politely, but the little girl sitting next to him was very unconvinced, "Humph, what's so great about a guy who only knows how to ng."

  Ryan could only say. You couldn't argue with a little girl, could you?

  "Lindsay, you are so rude." The woman turned around and showed an apologetic smile.

  "It's okay." Ryan shook his hand generously.

  Along the way, Ryan could tell that Ms. Dina Lohan seemed to want to ask something, but she didn't say anything until she got off the car. And he didn't want to cause trouble, so he had to pretend not to see it.

  This was an extremely troublesome family, and he didn't want to have too much to do with them, even though it was a lot of fun to save a young woman who had fallen off her feet.

  In the next few days, all the shots had nothing to do with Ryan. He simply returned to school. Now most of his classmates were used to his presence. Although they would ask about some entertainment industry rumors from time to time, under the constraints of the school, But onlookers rarely happen anymore.

  Besides, children of this age are more interested in youth idols than brats of the same age.

  "Nicole, I miss you so much!"

  As soon as Nicole Kidman walked into the house, Ryan rushed over and hugged her tightly, as if he didn't want to be separated from her for a moment.

  "My dear, I miss you too." Habit kissed the boy on the forehead. Nicole put down her luggage and simply picked him up and put him on the sofa. "Ryan, you're a lot heavier. You can't use it anymore." How long will it take before I can't hold you anymore?"

  "Then I'll hold you." Ryan's words didn't pass through his mind at all. After he said them, he realized something was wrong. Fortunately, Nicole's attention was not on this. "Ryan, go get me a box of juice. I'm almost exhausted."

  "Okay."

  Seeing Ryan walk into the kitchen, Nicole frowned slightly. She always felt that Ryan seemed a little different from before. She couldn't tell what the specific difference was. She could feel that his attachment to her had not diminished at all, but there was something else in it.

  Maybe he has grown up? He can't always be a child. There will be a day when he grows up. At that time, he will have a life of his own and he will leave himself...

  Nicole Kidman was suddenly stunned and her eyes flickered a few times. This time, I slapped my forehead hard and shouted in my heart, "Damn it."

  "Nicole, are you feeling well?" Ryan put the strawberry juice on the coffee table.

  "It's okay, maybe I'm too tired." She changed the subject calmly, "How was the filming of "Terminator 2"?" "

  Don't mention it, James Cameron is a tyrant on the set. I swear, from now on, You will never act in a movie directed by him." Ryan said, leaning on Nicole habitually, "Under his scolding, you will find that you are absolutely useless." "

  I heard that the investment in the movie has been Has it reached 90 million U.S. dollars?"

  "Yes." He nodded vigorously, "This will definitely not be the end. The investment in this film will definitely reach an unprecedented 100 million U.S. dollars." "

  That's right, Nicole. Let's talk tonight Can we go to the set together? They are going to shoot in a bar."

  "Then...Okay."

  This movie requires a lot of location shots and special effects processing, and will be shot in California, Nevada, New Mexico and other places. Even in order to film the ending of the movie, James Cameron even rented a steel factory that was shut down for repairs for rectification.

  Of course, the crew has no plans to leave California yet. The scene to be filmed that night is the scene at the beginning of the movie when Schwarzenegger breaks into the biker bar.

  "What...what's going on?" The woman who broke into the bar was dumbfounded.

  Things in the world are often stranger than movies. While filming, a woman dressed somewhat coquettishly broke into this motorcycle bar. She completely ignored the truck carrying the scenery and the cameras everywhere, thinking it was a real bar.

  Especially when she saw Schwarzenegger, who was only wearing shorts, her eyes glowed green, leaving no doubt that as long as the future governor raised his finger, she would pounce directly on him.

  The future governor's answer was even more amazing, "We are having a men's striptease night, you are welcome to join, ma'am!"

  "You...you are Schwarzenegger, are you making a movie?" The charming woman finally reacted, but her next reaction was not to leave quickly, but to poke Schwarzenegger's strong chest muscles hard. , and also stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

  Although Schwarzenegger was not a good man, he had no interest in such a gaudy woman. He quickly took two steps back, looking defeated. Two staff members, who almost doubled over with laughter, quickly walked over. , and even persuaded and pulled the woman out of the bar.

  "Wow, Arnold, you are so beautiful!" Ryan laughed so hard that he almost coughed.

  "Ryan, you are slandering!" After the assistant brought the clothes, Schwarzenegger put them on and walked over.

  "I didn't expect that such a tough guy like you could have such a funny side!" Ryan sat aside and patted his legs twice, especially Nicole's legs.

  Schwarzenegger suddenly curled up his lips and revealed a slightly sinister smile, which was so rare.

  But this smile gave Ryan a strong sense of déjà vu, and he immediately thought of Schwarzenegger's smile in True Lies that allowed him to escape the title of facial paralysis.

  "Wait!"

  Ryan raised a finger, "Arnold, keep that smile!"

  "Mr. Ryan, can you help me record it?" He looked at one of James Cameron's assistants.

  "I'm happy to oblige."

  "At the entrance of the outdoor villa. It's night."

  "The agent nodded to a security guard when he passed by him. When he almost reached the terrace of the parking lot, a security guard chased him. The security guard put down the walkie-talkie and asked, Sir, please Show your invitation!"

  "The agent didn't turn around, but took out a box from his pocket, with a slightly sinister smile on his lips, (note, Arnold's smile when he was in the bar.) This is a remote-controlled detonator."

  "The agent said, this is my invitation. He pressed the button with a leisurely expression, and bang! A huge fireball exploded!" "

  Okay, that's it for now!" Ryan waved his hand.

  The crew members who were taking a break gathered around and looked at Ryan in surprise. Although it was only a fragment, it seemed to be caused by Schwarzenegger's smile.

  "Ryan, don't tell me that you are going to start writing a script again." James Cameron came over.

  "It's not a new script. I watched an old French movie some time ago and got some ideas. It just so happened that Arnold's smile matched a scene I had conceived." Ryan is not just talking nonsense. Since joining this crew, He then came up with James Cameron's idea.

  "If you don't mind, can you tell me?" Cameron showed a sly smile, "I think everyone here wants to hear the super genius's creativity."

  There was a lot of booing around him, causing Nicole to turn over. What a big eye roll.

  "Okay then." Ryan looked at Schwarzenegger, "Arnold is riding a horse on the streets of Washington, chasing terrorists, um... Also, you can use two Sea Harrier fighter jets to launch Maverick missiles and bomb them. Destroy the Miami Bridge, Arnold, are you interested in flying a Sea Harrier? You can fly the plane through the steel jungle of the city and rescue your daughter who was kidnapped by terrorists." "

  Wow, that sounds like everything you have. The works are all different, it seems to be an action movie." Schwarzenegger pinched his chin, "It seems that I am going to transform into an all-round warrior."

  "Arnold, don't you think that smile you just showed me Is it insidious? Maybe with this, those film critics who like to complain will no longer say that you have facial paralysis. Do you mind if I say that? Thank you!" Ryan continued, "Although in my opinion, Stallone is the real Facial paralysis, you can only count half of it."

  "Really? Then I'll wait to see your full version of the script!" Schwarzenegger was obviously interested.

  "Jim, what about you?" Ryan looked at Cameron.

  "It sounds good, but let's wait until you finish the script!"

  There are no scenes of Ryan here. The reason why he called Nicole to come was just to let her come out to relax and take a look at the set. As a tyrant, I didn't expect to see such a wonderful show. It's a pity that the lady from the Kennedy family was not present, otherwise it would definitely become an eight o'clock slot. ;