King of Hollywood-Chapter 233 - 231 Guidance

Chapter 233: Chapter 231 Guidance

Chapter 233 -231 Guidance

Since “Bad Boys” could come out ahead of schedule, why couldn’t “Mission: Impossible” also come out ahead of schedule? This cool spy movie of that time boasted a total victory at the box office and also further cemented Tom Cruise’s status in Hollywood—of course, it also moved him one step further away from winning awards.

The spy movies from the early ’90s hadn’t fully broken away from the “007” pattern, where spies tended to appear and execute their kills with elegance, and wherever they went, they’d almost inscribe “James Bond” on their faces, as if worried the bad guys wouldn’t be able to find them. Although the stoic spy portrayed by Arnold in “True Lies” had also won over a lot of fans, it hadn’t entirely shaken off the “007” mold. It wasn’t until the arrival of “Mission: Impossible” that the action spy movie trend truly kicked off—loosening the criteria a bit, it could be considered the creator of a new film genre.

Given that, how could Adrian possibly let such a brand-worthy movie slip through his fingers? So he had secured the rights to adapt the TV version of “Mission: Impossible” well in advance; foresight is always useful.

How could Tom Cruise, who made his name by looking cool and acting suave, possibly refuse this role? Furthermore, the key actors Ving Rhames and Jean Reno had just collaborated, so rallying the original team would be no issue at all.

Actually, he didn’t plan to throw this script out so soon; he at least had to wait until Cruise finished shooting “Interview with the Vampire.” However, after speaking a few words with Nicole Kidman, he suddenly had a new idea. The female roles in “Mission: Impossible” were essentially vases—in truth, all female roles in blockbusters were vases—Nicole could perfectly play the role of Claire alongside Cruise, her real-life husband.

This would not only bring more talking points to the film but also significantly enhance its commercial value. Moreover, Nicole’s portrayal of Claire as another man’s wife entangled in a flirtation with the lead male character would create an interesting chemical reaction. Just thinking about Nicole’s subtle reactions when he commented on Cruise on set filled Adrian with anticipation for this chemistry.

“Anyway, my screenwriters are going to be busy again, and they’re going to start complaining again,” Adrian sat on the hotel room’s sofa, flipping through documents and scribbling on paper.

At the time, he had merely outlined the content and Cruise had just expressed polite interest, so after returning to the hotel, Adrian called Laverne to have the editorial department start preparing the screenplay. He had already written the outline after obtaining the adaptation rights; once he delivered the complete script to Cruise, agreement was only a matter of time—even if he didn’t agree, in Hollywood, no one is irreplaceable.

Nicole was somewhat disappointed, which was normal. Although she had already established herself in Hollywood as Mrs. Cruise, she was still mostly a vase, and that was intolerable for an ambitious woman. But Adrian believed that with just a bit of persuasion, she wouldn’t refuse the role. For an ambitious woman, distinguishing which opportunities to seize was an essential skill.

At that moment, the doorbell chimed, and Adrian set aside his work to open the door, pausing for several seconds upon seeing the person outside. If we’re talking ambition, the person standing there now—

“May I come in, Ed?” Kirsten stood at the door, dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt and a pink, lacy puffy skirt, holding something in her arms and with a cute, innocent smile that was both excited and a bit shy, she asked.

“Uh… of course you may,” Adrian exhaled deeply and stepped aside.

“Are you working?” Kirsten bounced into the room, and upon seeing the folders on the coffee table, she looked surprised, “Did I interrupt you?”

“Not at all, just some minor stuff that can be done anytime,” Adrian shrugged after closing the door.

“Then you could have your assistant do it,” Kirsten sat on the sofa and placed her hands neatly on her thighs, radiating grace, and set what she was holding on the coffee table—a script.

“Some things she can do, some I have to handle myself,” Adrian said with a smile, “Would you like something to drink?”

“Uh, a glass of water will be fine,” Kirsten said quickly.

“Does your mom know you’ve come here, Qiqi?” Adrian placed a glass in front of her.

“Yes, I told her I had some questions about acting that I wanted to consult with you,” Kirsten took the glass, her bright eyes blinking softly, “I know I should talk to the director about this, but I think you, as a producer and someone who’s guided scriptwriting before, can give me better advice.”

Adrian couldn’t help but laugh; truly, she was a precocious little fairy.

“So, what sort of guidance do you need?” Adrian looked at the girl with leisure.

“Well,” Kirsten pushed the script from the coffee table toward him, “scene 177, take 69, I’m not sure how to express that emotion, maybe you could tell me.”

“Really?” Adrian’s curiosity was immediately piqued, although he had overseen the script, he wasn’t clear on every scene and shot.

When he flipped to the scene that Kirsten had referred to, he first looked surprised for a moment, and then with a teasing smile, turned to the still-obedient-looking Kirsten, “That kiss scene?”

“Yes,” Kirsten’s lips curved, and her round, cute face took on a serious expression, “I’ve never kissed before, so I don’t know how to do it properly, so…”

She suddenly jumped down from the sofa, sat next to Adrian, looked up at him, her blue eyes tinged with green seemed to contain something, and her sweet, cute smile took on a hint of seductiveness.

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“Can you help me, Ed?” Kirsten wore a hopeful expression, her pale cherry lips parted slightly in a pitiable plea, the allure of which was indescribable.

So, after looking at her for a long time, Adrian lifted her chubby chin and slowly leaned down. Kirsten’s originally composed little body finally began to tremble slightly, her breathing became more hurried as he got closer, and eventually, she closed her eyes, her pale lips flushed with an enchanting pink.

Adrian captured those pretty lips and gently suckled, occasionally teasing with his tongue, and slowly grazing her teeth. Only when the girl had completely relaxed under his teasing, imitating his sucking motion, did he venture his tongue slightly further inside. Without going too deep, merely touching the tip of her tongue, it was enough to send the inexperienced Kirsten into a blissful daze.

Therefore, after a light ‘smack’ sound as they parted, she still leaned forward, as if it wasn’t enough. With half-closed eyes, flushed cheeks, an intoxicated expression, Kirsten swayed on the sofa for a while before coming back to her senses.

“I never thought that kissing could be this… addictive.” She cupped her round face, looking dazedly at Adrian, then leaned forward again, “Shall we do it one more time, Ed?”

“That’s enough for today’s lesson, Qiqi,” Adrian said with a smile, placing his finger on her lips.

“Why?” Kirsten showed a disappointed look, “We were doing so well just now, weren’t we?”

“Don’t rush, Qiqi, I’m still staying in New Orleans for a few days,” Adrian said, gently caressing her smooth cheek.

After staring at him for a while, as the blush on her face faded, Kirsten finally snapped out of her infatuation and gave Adrian a seductive smile, “So I can come over for guidance over the next few days?”

“I think so,” Adrian raised his eyebrows.

“Okay, thank you for your guidance today, Ed.” Kirsten regulated her breath, and once she had completely calmed down, she hopped off the sofa and went into the washroom. She emerged later, completely reverting to her previous sweet and adorable demeanor.

“Then, I’ll see you tomorrow.” After retrieving her script, Kirsten bid goodbye to Adrian with an innocent smile.

Little fairy! Adrian repeated in his mind, still savoring the moment long after the girl had left, those pale cherry lips plus the scent of a young girl were extraordinarily enchanting. He had to admit, once again, he had underestimated her precociousness; she fully knew her appealing traits and how to showcase them, all to gain benefits.

I like such little fairies. Adrian suddenly smiled, the more Kirsten behaved this way, the more he was confident that he could keep her well within his grasp, as one of his collectibles.

Over the next few days, Kirsten would visit him every evening for “guidance”, and Adrian did not hesitate to provide “guidance” to her. Of course, this “guidance” was confined to kissing; the more unattainable something is, the more desirable and memorable it becomes—both Adrian and Kirsten understood this principle. Nevertheless, Kirsten instinctively understood it, while Adrian was all too familiar with it, so even though the girl was quite precocious, she was still swayed by his prompting each time.

Of course, there was another reason for this, which goes without saying.

Three days later, Adrian embarked on his return journey to Los Angeles. During this period, in addition to fulfilling his producer duties and supervising director Jordan’s filming, he made a point to talk with the Cruise couple specifically, giving a rough explanation of the entire plot of “Mission: Impossible”.

As expected, after listening to his detailed account, Cruise’s interest was piqued significantly, hence, as long as there were no objections to the screenplay, the contract could be signed. As for Nicole, just like Adrian had previously guessed, although somewhat disappointed, she likewise followed her husband’s agreement.

The trips to Miami and New Orleans were very successful.

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