Chapter 867

The dance movie for Jessica was not a whim. As early as when he decided that she would star in Doomsday Black Angel, Adriaan had the idea of tailoring a movie for her. Generally speaking, a teen school comedy was the most suitable for her at the moment. She was young and beautiful. As long as the script was right, it would not be difficult to make her popular.

However, the problem was that it was said a long time ago that a teen school comedy could easily make a young idol, but it would be very difficult to make a career change in the future. Many smart girls would deliberately avoid this type of movie. Jessica had the potential to be a pretty face for various reasons. If she really became a pretty face, it would be even more difficult to make a career change.

Adriaan did not mind her being a pretty face, just like Liv, but Jessica would certainly not like it. So if he still had the idea, he had to put it aside for the time being.

Besides, Jessica did not have much experience in comedy. According to the original track, she should have had a role in One Kiss, but this script was given to Drew by Adriaan a few years ago. In addition, Doomsday Black Angel started a year earlier, and Jessica's vigorous figure had begun to be accepted by the audience. After thinking about it, he felt that a dance movie was more suitable.

Anyway, she would have a Sweet Dance a few years later, so it was not bad to make it in advance. It was better than acting in a horror movie — she had already been contacted by several horror movie producers. Of course, he could not directly use the script of Sweet Dance. Although Jessica was the biggest highlight of the whole movie, the quality of the movie was very average.

Simply put, whether it was inspirational or love, it was too dull, and the plot was also very old-fashioned. It could not arouse the emotional resonance of people. To put it harshly, it was a failure. Therefore, after writing the outline, Adriaan threw it to the writing team. The writing team did not let him down and quickly gave him a detailed script.

The new story was very good. The heroine was born in an upper-middle-class family in Brooklyn, New York. She loved ballet since she was a child. Hip-hop only became popular after the millennium, and now it was still the world of traditional dance. She wanted to study in the best dance school in the United States. By chance, she got to know a black boy from Queens. The latter's passion for music and dance attracted her, and she fully understood the beauty of the blues. However, when love sprouted between them, they had to face countless obstacles due to their skin color and status. Although they both loved each other, it would only shatter their dreams.

There was conflict, climax, and turning point. There was also a strong release of emotions. Plus, everyone was happy to see the story of a poor boy breaking through the discrimination of race and identity, realizing his dream and hugging the beauty. As long as it was done well, it might not be as popular as a commercial blockbuster, but it would definitely be much better than the original version of "Sweet and Spicy Dance". It would also allow jESSICA to gain a good reputation and popularity. But … why did this script seem so familiar?

Yes, this script gave Adriaan a very familiar feeling. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere. It shouldn't have been in the company. After all, he still had a lot of future scripts in his head. It was said before that he could recall a lot of things with a little hint, and the familiarity of this script came from this.

After spending a lot of time searching his memory, Adriaan finally found the reason. Then, he was embarrassed. Why did the screenwriters write a script based on the idea of Sweet Dance so similar to Keep the Last Dance?!

Yes, the similarity in the plot was at least 80%! Both were the intertwining of ballet and blues, both were black-and-white romance, both were blocked by various obstacles, and both were breakthroughs for their dreams. There were very few differences. For example, the main scene was in Chicago, not New York. The female lead went to Chicago because her mother died. The way she met the black male lead was also different. The main resistance was not only skin color, but also social status. This was added at the suggestion of Adriaan. Jessica was classified as Latina because of her father, which was one of the reasons why she never got good roles in the future. Therefore, the intensity of black-and-white romance and racial discrimination was not convincing.

But this was also good. According to Adriaan's memory, the results of Keep the Last Dance were similar to his estimation of the script written by the screenwriters based on the idea of Sweet Dance. So it was better to just call this script Keep the Last Dance. Of course, what should be kept should be kept, and what should be changed should be changed. When he returned to Los Angeles after participating in The Sky-Stealing Trap, the script had already been approved. Soon, he would start looking for a director and actors. Adriaan also told this to Jessica.

To be honest, Jessica's reaction was a little big. In that case, it was very easy for Adriaan to go further. However, in that kiss, he found something very interesting, which surprised him. He even thought for a few seconds that there was something wrong with his judgment, but Jessica's reaction dispelled his doubts.

It seemed that being born in a Catholic family was not a bad thing. But in this way, he had to be more serious. In the end, he had to get up and leave, not just to play hard to get.

"I have to prepare well." After coming out of Jessica's room, Adriaan said to himself.

In the next few days, both he and Jessica tacitly did not mention what happened that day, but they became much closer to each other. They often walked the streets of Queens Town in pairs. When they went to the ski resort again, Adriaan held hands and taught the little girl body to body. The crew of The Lord of the Rings couldn't help but sigh. Another good girl fell into the hands of the devil.

As for the crew of Doomsday Black Angel, no one cared. Although they all knew that Adriaan was a playboy, what he did was his business. Besides, the crew of The Lord of the Rings basically didn't tell them about New Zealand and the miracle director's woman. The only person who knew about it was Cameron, who came because he was the producer. After two days, he received a call from his girlfriend. He finally changed his girlfriend. She was no longer "Sarah Connor," the mother of the rebel leader, but the granddaughter of the survivor of the Titanic, "Ruth Dawson."

And even if he wanted to say something, Adriaan would refute, "You remembered wrong, Jessica is of age." Besides, although they seemed to be intimate these few days, they didn't cross the line at all. He thought that after he restrained himself, the little girl might become more active. Unfortunately, every time she revealed such thoughts, she would instinctively divert his attention.

It wasn't strange. After all, she was born in a Catholic family and had a strict father. And until now … This also made her look attractive, so Adriaan wasn't in a hurry. Also, it wasn't like he didn't gain anything. After the crew of Doomsday Black Angel left New Zealand, Adriaan had another number in his contact list that he needed to contact frequently.

Of course, the new number had to be contacted while the iron was hot, and the old number couldn't be forgotten.

"You really don't want to come and see? This is winter in the southern hemisphere. Suddenly traveling from summer to winter, and all you need to do is sleep. Isn't this amazing? " Holding the phone, Adriaan looked at the looming snowflakes in the night sky and said with a sigh. He could almost hear the sound of car horns, and he was sure that the streets of New York must be sunny at this time.

"To be honest, I really want to come. Eide, I miss you too. But you know, I still have to prepare for school and participate in a lot of activities. After The Phantom Menace was released, the reporters surrounded my house for a long time. "Natalie's crisp and helpless voice came through the phone.

"I can imagine." Adriaan chuckled.

"Of course you can. You've faced this situation more times than me." Natalie's voice sounded coquettish.

"I'm sure you'll be able to come up with a solution with that clever brain of yours, right?" Adrian continued to smile.

"There's no solution. I just rented a small villa, that's all. But at least I don't have to listen to mom and dad's nagging anymore." Natalie also laughed, "Hey, Eide, although I can't come to New Zealand, you can at least come to New York. You recently participated in two movie premieres, and you're quite free. This time, I promise I will have time to come out. Maybe you want to visit my new home?"

"That's settled then. It's already very late here … Oh, it should be dawn soon. I have to take a nap. Congratulations to Harvard for approving your application." After Adriaan finished speaking, he hung up the phone and let out a long sigh. He then frowned and only relaxed after a long time.

On the other side of the world, Natalie, who was wearing sunglasses and walking on the street, also let out a long sigh after putting away the phone. Then, she turned around and entered her villa.

"Who were you talking to on the phone just now, Nada?" After taking the bags from her daughter's arms, she asked casually.

"A friend, congratulating me," Natalie replied casually.

"Is that so?" Sheila smiled proudly, "Maybe you should hold a party and invite them over. Don't mind your dad, this is your home."

"I will think about it, mom." Natalie smiled and pushed her mother into the kitchen, "Hurry up and make lunch. I'm starving, and it's rare for me to come here. I'll leave lunch to you."

"Okay, okay." Sheila kissed her daughter's head affectionately, "But you have to come and help. Otherwise, when I leave, you will starve to death."

"No problem, I'll be right there." Natalie grinned and rolled her eyes at her mother. She then took a few books that she bought on the street and went upstairs.

When she came to the bedroom, she put the books away and tidied them up. After that, Natalie stretched and took a deep breath. Then, her eyes fell on the neatly arranged newspaper clippings on the desk. They were all reports about "The Phantom Menace" from late May to early June. She walked over and rummaged through them. Then, she put the phone aside and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Everything was going according to plan. Although there were some unexpected situations, it was basically smooth. However … Natalie, who walked to the door, turned her head and glanced at the collection on the table. It's better to wait for a while. It's better to go to Harvard first. All factors must be considered.

While Natalie was planning for her upcoming college life, on the other side of New York, someone was arguing with his father about the same thing.

"You have to give me a reason, Yini. There are better choices, why do you choose something else?" Trump suppressed his anger and asked his daughter, "Do you know what it means to go to the Ivy League? Well, if you don't like Brown University, Columbia University is not bad, or the University of Pennsylvania. I graduated from the Wharton School of the University of Pennsylvania. "

"This has nothing to do with Ivy League, dad!" Ivanka paced around the room a little anxiously. "I just want to choose the university I want to go to. I want to go to the university I want to go to, not the one my father wants me to go to."

"But the University of California is on the West Coast, and it's a public school — although I admit that they have a lot of influence — it's too far, Yini. Why can't you choose a school closer to New York?" Trump sighed. "For example, Georgetown University. I remember you once said that you liked it there because the White House is nearby."

"No, dad, I said, I only go to the school I want to go to! I want to be more independent, not to study and live in a place that only takes a few hours' drive home every day. No one can change my decision! "Ivanka refused bluntly.

"I will never allow you to go to the University of California! I will not pay a penny for it! "Trump finally got angry.

"It doesn't matter, I can earn it myself!" Ivanka did not give in at all.

"Okay, you two! Arguing won't solve the problem! " Melania, who had been watching from the side, finally interrupted, and her angry shout stunned the father and daughter.

She walked over and gave Ivanka a look, then pulled the angry Trump to the corner and whispered. No one knew what she said, but after a few minutes, Trump finally let out a long breath and calmed down. Then, Melania walked over to Ivanka, who was watching coldly.

"Yini … Ivanka, I know you don't like me, but now I want to talk to you as a friend, okay?" She asked very seriously.

"Okay." Ivanka nodded reluctantly. Frankly, this woman was not bad. After a few months, her brothers had already approved of her. If it weren't for that night in the closet … maybe she would have accepted her.

Thinking of that night, Ivanka's anger could not help but rise.

"Ivanka?" Melania, who sensed it, revealed a questioning look.

"Nothing, just say it." Ivanka controlled her emotions and said. After hesitating, she added, "Call me Yini."

"Okay, Yini." Melania showed a smile, but immediately became serious. "Your father loves you very much, Yini. I believe you understand this. He also knows that he owes you something, so he has always been very supportive of you doing what you want to do independently, whether it is being a model or a host, right?"

After a pause, she then said, "Your father wants you to receive a better education. He wants you to be more outstanding in the future, and a public school's help in this regard is limited. You should understand, right? I can understand that you want to go to the West Coast, and you want to be away from your home in New York for a while, but University of California is definitely not a good choice. Why can't you consider other universities? For example, Stanford. I have seen your results. It shouldn't be a problem to apply to Stanford. "

Ivanka was silent for a few minutes, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. "Okay, then I will choose Stanford."

She took a deep look at Melania, then looked at her father in the distance, and said in a low voice, "Please apologize to my father for me." Then she hurried out of the study.

"Damn it!" All the way to her bedroom, after closing the door, Ivanka leaned against the wall, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth. Forget it, although I can't go to UCLA, Pala Alto is only a few hours' drive from Los Angeles … Wait and see, Adrian Kewell, you bastard who ruined my life, I will definitely make you regret it!

Adriaan, who was completely unaware of this, was still directing the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy in New Zealand. Although he could not go too deep into the forest because of the winter, as long as the weather was good enough, he could more or less find some time. Because of the increased rest time, the staff and actors were in good condition. Many scenes were completed in a few takes, and with Jackson's help, the progress was not only good, but also slightly improved.

For example, after Liv, Gwyneth, and Blanchett came over again, Adriaan was surprised to find that the three of them seemed to be more and more intimate. Moreover, Liv would either travel with Gwyneth, Blanchett, or both of them. She was almost never alone. As for cuddling and even kissing and caressing with Gwyneth or Blanchett in front of Adrian — in private, of course — it was not unusual for Gwyneth or Blanchett.

Although this made Adriaan eat heartily, he also had doubts and admiration in his heart.

"How did you two make her like this?" He asked Blanchett, who was hugging him.

"Oh, you don't know, Eide, what a good lubricant she is," Blanchett replied with a sigh.

Well, with the tit-for-tat relationship between Gwyneth and Blanchett, and with Liv's personality, it was perfect to be the lubricant.

"This is not bad." Looking at Liv and Gwyneth, who were moving around on the bed with the two "Y" s facing each other, Adriaan said in a tone of admiration. Then, he immediately tightened his legs around his waist.

Looking at Blanchett's charming grayish-blue eyes, he chuckled and increased his strength. After Monica and Sophie, Blanchett also wanted a child, so Adriaan naturally wouldn't refuse.