Chapter 755

"Alright, Dad, I'm not a little girl anymore. I can take care of myself. Don't worry. That's it. I love you." Blake Lively closed her phone and let out a long sigh. She put it down, straightened her clothes, and hurried out of the secluded corner, returning to the main road between the studios.

Because of her parents, she had often come to the studio to play, so she was quite familiar with the surroundings. Soon, she arrived near the parking lot. She looked at the time. Although she did not know the specific number, it was about time. She did not know if the man would change his schedule or if he had already arrived when she answered the phone.

Blake waited hesitantly for ten minutes. When she could not help but want to go to the studio to take a look, a silver-gray Bentley drove in, and the person she was waiting for got out of the car. She let out a long breath and relaxed a little, but then she became even more nervous. Even though she kept encouraging herself before coming, telling herself that she could do what that b * tch could do, she could do it too.

During this time, Blake had been wandering around the studio many times, trying to find out about the man from the people here. She had even used the Oscars ceremony to ask her parents about him for the first time. With this information, Blake finally pieced together a relatively complete picture in her heart. There was no doubt that he was a playboy and had slept with many women. This was something she could confirm before she collected the information. Now, she was just confirming it one by one.

"Just a few weeks ago, I saw him and … the one who plays the female dean in 'House' … Vera Farmega, that's probably her name. They came out of the corner of Studio 42 one after another." This was what a staff member in charge of props said when he was chatting with someone. Blake happened to be next to him at that time.

But this was not what she was most concerned about. As long as Blake had made up her mind, she would not care about anything else until she achieved her goal. For example, when she was in the eighth grade, a girl with a higher family background than her had offended her. Blake wanted to take revenge, but her best friends thought that it would be a big deal, so she abandoned them and blocked the girl in the bathroom alone, humiliating and threatening her. Later, the girl transferred to another school. Her parents didn't know about this, and her best friends listened to her even more.

So Blake wanted to know whether the effort and benefit were proportional. Her parents and her brother and sister were basically working in the entertainment industry. Naturally, she was not ignorant of some things. In fact, when she decided to be an actress, her parents began to consciously tell her how to protect herself.

Generally speaking, the return on this kind of thing was not high, because to a large extent, it was just a means of communication, like going out to eat, shopping, and dancing. It was very common. Therefore, the situation of pulling out his dick mercilessly happened from time to time. Except for that person, it was said that all the women who had slept with him had received good returns. Therefore, even if he was a famous playboy, his reputation was still good among women.

Alright, perhaps the information he received wasn't that accurate, but as long as he had information, he could analyze it. Not to mention, there were actual examples.

"Another one? How many has it been already? In this case, whoever wants the Best Actress award in the future can just sleep with him. " When she was watching this year's Academy Awards ceremony on TV, her mother complained when it came to Best Actress.

Even if she did not look at the series of Miracle Girls who won the Best Actress, the b * tch in front of her every day at school was enough to prove something. So Blake finally made up her mind. For a person like him, even if there was no return, there were still women who wanted to sleep with him. If she did not work hard, how could she get that b * tch under her feet?

Back then, how had he treated her, and what had she done to him?! Every time she thought about this, Blake would grit her teeth. Of course, at this time, she would selectively forget that it was she who had started the trouble first.

In short, as long as that b * tch did not dare to appear in front of her arrogantly, this little sacrifice was nothing. Moreover … Thinking about the difference between Miracle Girls and some female stars, such as Vera Farmega, Blake, who had more desire, caught up with the man.

She secretly observed him for a long time and waited outside Studio 35 for a while. When he came out, she took advantage of the fact that he was alone. She immediately walked over with her chest puffed out and said in a pleasantly surprised tone, "Are you … Mr. Adrian Cowell?"

"Yes, I am. May I ask who you are?" The man turned his head in confusion and looked her up and down, seeming to be interested.

Blake had specially dressed up. She was wearing a white shirt and jeans, and she had put on some makeup, trying to show her youthful and lively side. She was not sure what kind of woman he liked, but young girls were always popular. Wasn't that b * tch Leighton like that?

"Hello, I'm Blake Lively. You may not know me, but it doesn't matter. If you are willing to give me a chance to show myself, you will find my strengths," Blake said in a tone of disbelief.

The man raised his eyebrows in surprise. He looked at her carefully again and then smiled. "If you want a role, Ms. Lively, you should go to all kinds of auditions instead of coming to me. If every actor comes to me for a role, I will be busy to death."

Blake's heart sank when she heard that. She had no other way to get close to him, but she also wanted to leave a deep impression on him. Whether it was a good or bad impression, she wanted him to remember her. In fact, for a few seconds, she thought she had succeeded. At least Adriaan's interest had not disappeared, but she did not expect him to give such an answer.

"I know it's against the rules, Mr. Kewell, but I insist on my opinion." Even though her palms were sweaty and her heart was pounding, Blake still maintained a calm and confident look on the surface. She had no other way out. "I've participated in some auditions, but either the director and producer were absent-minded or the role was dispensable. I need a chance to prove myself."

"You don't look that old." After looking at her carefully again, Adriaan said, "I don't think it's a big deal. There aren't many roles suitable for your age. Instead of trying to become famous overnight, it's better to try some simple supporting roles. After getting through this awkward period, the accumulated experience will allow you to make a qualitative leap."

"I know, Mr. Kewell, but I also need an opportunity." Blake took a deep breath. "I'm confident that I can play any kind of role as long as I have a chance to prove myself."

"You can play any kind of role?" The man laughed with a hint of disapproval.

"I'm sure you haven't participated in those top auditions." He pointed to the studio and said, "That kind of audition is something you can't imagine at your age. Every actor, no matter how famous they are, must perform according to the director's requirements, and they must give it their all, no matter how unreasonable the requirements are."

"I believe I can do it, Mr. Kewell." Blake then said in a persistent tone, "I also believe that this is the first time someone has fought for an opportunity like this. So why don't you let me give it a try?"

The man narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as if he wanted to smile. The disapproval on his face intensified, but at the same time, he revealed a hint of interest. And it was precisely this obvious trace of interest that made the nervous Blake puff out her chest even higher. She smartly didn't say anything and just looked at Adriaan with a determined expression.

The man in front of her shook his head and frowned as if thinking about how to dispel her idea. Then he made a "follow me" gesture and turned to walk to the second floor of an office building next to the studio. Blake couldn't care less about her weak legs and immediately followed behind him.

Probably because the studio next to them was working, there were not many people in the building. The two of them walked along the corridor to a small room. It was a lounge, and a staff member was busy with something. When he saw them, he didn't say anything and left at Adriaan's signal. He didn't even look at Blake, as if she didn't exist.

Adriaan, who entered the room, looked around, took out a banana from the fruit plate on the long table next to him, and then put it under his lower abdomen facing Blake. "You should have seen Jodie Foster's' Calamity of Rose Blossoms, 'right? Now, I need a heroine. She was raped, and in order to survive and take revenge, she had to pretend to be obedient to the perpetrator. So how are you going to act, Miss Lively? "

No matter how calm Blake pretended to be, she couldn't help but blush at this moment. She had devised many plans in her mind. As long as she could get the other party to agree to consider it, even if it was perfunctory, she would have a chance to get closer to him. But Blake didn't expect that the other party would actually give her a test, and it was such a test. Obviously, he was trying to make her retreat.

Her heart was beating so fast that her breathing became rapid. Looking at the man in front of her, who seemed to be telling her to go back with his eyes, images flashed through her mind. Her rich but plain middle-class family life, the superstar who was surrounded by a crowd in public, the envy of her brothers and sisters when they talked about becoming famous, the girls in the cheerleading team who flattered her, and finally, the proud and disdainful look in Riton's eyes.

Blake's heart clicked, as if something had broken. Her throat moved slightly. She strode over, squatted in front of Adriaan, grabbed his hand, and opened her mouth to put the banana in it. Just like that, it began.

This was not an easy task for Blake. Even though children in the United States began to receive sex education at an early age, and she had dated some boys before, she had always been able to control herself well, let alone this kind of thing. Even so, Blake still tried her best, even though the banana she picked up was a little too big and had rough skin. Not only that, but she also looked up at him and made a flattering expression according to the previous plot description.

She didn't realize that if he really wanted her to retreat, this man didn't need to come here and give her such a test in a one-on-one.

Finally, Blake saw what she wanted to see. The man who was looking down at her was finally moved. She seemed to be encouraged, so she simply peeled the banana skin and directly ate the flesh inside. However, she didn't expect the flesh to be too soft, and she had no experience, so she used too much force and bit off half of the banana.

Blake was stunned by the sudden turn of events. She squatted there with half a banana in her mouth for a long time. Then, she jumped up and put her hand to her mouth to spit it out. However, the banana had become even softer after being soaked in saliva. In a panic, she chewed a few more times, and because she had bitten off too much, her mouth was full of flesh, and she couldn't even speak.

She had no choice but to chew the banana and swallow it in embarrassment and anger. Her face turned red because of this. However, Blake soon realized that Adrian didn't show any disdain for his mistake. Instead, he looked even more interested. He squinted his eyes, and there was a vague invasive look in his eyes.

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Kewell." Blake took a deep breath and tried to look calm. "This is a problem with the equipment. If you want, you can let me use a fake one again."

She paused and gritted her teeth. "Of course, even if it's real, it's fine."

The other party's eyes obviously lit up, and the aggressive look intensified. At the same time, he took two steps forward and looked down at her with an oppressive feeling. In the end, he reached out and lifted her chin. Blake didn't say a word in the face of this rude action. She looked ahead without focus and continued to let Adriaan look at her like he was admiring the goods.

After caressing her face, the man turned behind her and hugged her waist with both hands. After kneading her face, he moved one hand up along the curve of her body and moved the other down from the outside of her thigh to the inside of her thigh. Finally, he grabbed the middle, and his head moved to the back of her neck and took a deep breath.

Blake's body began to tremble due to nervousness. Even though she had mentally prepared herself, it was inevitable that she would have all kinds of timid thoughts when it really came, especially if he was here … Even so, she still gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound. This was her original goal, wasn't it?

After what felt like a century, the man only let go of her after his hands had touched her all over.

"I'm very satisfied." Adriaan turned and said to Blake.

"At least until now, Miss Lively, I'm very satisfied with you." He then said in a serious tone, "So, I wonder if I can invite you to dinner tonight?"

Blake's heart was filled with uncontrollable joy. Everything that had happened before was worth it. He replied without hesitation, "I'd love to, Mr Kewell."

"Then, please wait a moment. I still have something to deal with here. You can also …" Adriaan's smile was somewhat meaningful. "Say hello to your family first."

Blake immediately understood what he meant. She was slightly surprised at first, but then she was delighted. Although she hesitated for two seconds, she still agreed. "I will, Mr. Kewell. My family is very lenient with me."

"Very good." Adriaan nodded. "By the way, you can call me Adriaan or Eide, Blake."

"Okay, Kewell … Eide." Blake replied while biting her lip.

Adriaan smiled. After asking for her phone number, he kissed her cheek and left the room. After he left, Blake, who was completely relaxed, let out a long sigh. She found a chair and sat down weakly. Although she had completely thrown caution to the wind, she inevitably regretted it now.

However, could she really get what she wanted? Blake, who was rubbing her face, had such a thought. But she quickly dispelled it. At this point, what was the point of thinking about it? At least she had achieved the first step of her goal. As long as she survived tonight …

Thinking of this, Blake was a little worried. How would this man treat her?

She soon found out, and it was very surprising. After Adriaan picked her up, he asked about her preferences in detail and drove to a relatively quiet high-end Italian restaurant.

"I like eating here. The service and the taste of the food are first-class, and it's not easy for the paparazzi to discover me." After pulling out a seat for her in a gentlemanly manner, he asked the waiter to bring her a bottle of red wine. Adriaan sat in his seat and said, "Would you like to try it? Here, no one will ask your age. "

"Thank you." Since that was the case, Blake did not refuse, but she was very confused.

At this moment, Adriaan was so elegant and considerate, and he was very good at comforting people. Especially when she led the conversation to talk about her family, she unconsciously opened her mouth. From time to time, she would stand on the sidelines and make a few pertinent comments about certain things. Even if some of the comments were not on her side, she could still accept them. It was completely different from the impression she had given her in the studio.

Well, in fact, what Blake remembered most clearly when they were in the studio was the pair of hands that hugged him from behind. He moved up and down rhythmically. Even through the clothes, the teasing feeling still made her a little excited, especially when he put his hand on the back of her neck to take a deep breath. His hot breath stimulated her sensitive areas, and she almost went soft on him.

"Blake?" Adriaan called softly.

"Huh? Oh, sorry, Eide, I was distracted. " Blake, who woke up with a start, smiled embarrassedly, and quickly lowered her head to play with the food in front of her.

"It's okay." Adriaan smiled gently. "By the way, you said before that you go to Burbank High School and are a member of the cheerleading team, right?"

The knife that was cutting the chicken slashed on the plate.