Reborn to Dominate Hollywood

Raelyn loves to dance, and she is a fan of partying on the dance floor.

When she dances, nothing exists, just her and the music.

As her body dances to the music around her, she will be mesmerized for hours.

Ian likes the idea of going out for a walk and watching her soak in the beat of the music.

When she danced, he found that she was the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world.

Her beauty blooms when she traps herself in a little paradise of music.

Sadly, in his eyes, she had no idea how sexy she was on the floor.

This time, he was the shy one, and he couldn't talk to her at all.

When she danced, he felt that he couldn't compare to her beauty, she was just so amazing.

Ian simply sat there and drank a few drinks, just looking at her.

He could sit there for days, admiring her body's response to the music.

The way her arms bobbed up and down on her body, those arms, he loved to watch them spin with her.

The curvature of her body, and the incredible curves of Rebe.

His cheeks flushed just by looking at it, and he wished he could be so nimble.

Every time she shook her hips, it was like torturing him.

The most important thing is her legs, which can perform every step, every rotation perfectly.

The two of them have been tormenting each other for a while, and any man can be intimate now, but he just can't.

He couldn't take the initiative to ask her out and get her out of bed like he did with other girls.

His hormones would stop secreting and it would be all over.

Believe me.

But now, she'd got him interested, if only there was a way to combine this Raelin with the other girls he loved so much.

"Hey, Ian. Nick shouted over the sound of loud music.

"You should join her. Nick took a long sip from his glass.

Ian's eyes looked at him as if he were the craziest person he had ever met.

It must have been the worst idea he'd ever thought of, so leave it to Nick.

He, dancing, yes, it's like trying to dance with a fish trapped in the desert, or at least the fish can flip around like crazy.

"What kind of chicken are you?" his tone turned to childish banter, which made him angry.

"It's not. Ian retorted.

He wasn't afraid, he wasn't afraid, Ian wasn't afraid of anything, just afraid of stepping on her toes.

Well, maybe he's a little scared.

"It's just her state. I really shouldn't have bothered her. He leaned forward and stared at his drink, hoping that Nick would believe the lame excuse.

He changed the subject to be on the safe side.

"I thought you hated dancing. "

Yes. Nick poured his last glass of wine and put it down, and he ordered another round.

"Loud music makes me angry. Then there's body odor. He wrinkled his nose, trying to ignore the smell, Ian had forgotten that Nick's senses weren't the same as his.

"I'm only here for Keith," Nick said, and Ian smirked at him.

"It's not like that pervert," he retorted.

"I just couldn't say no to him. He

explained, and took a drink.

"Oh," I think that makes sense," Ian said, turning his gaze back to Bud who was dancing.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't forget how sexy she was for him.

The longer the night, the hotter she became, he was sweating, and she was boiling now.

Even though she was so charming, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

He casually picked up a block of ice, hoping the bartender wouldn't notice.

"Hey, Ian," Keith screamed, leaning over his shoulder.

Ian panicked, his drink fell to the floor, and the night turned weird, and Ian felt like he wasn't himself anymore.

Is this a bad idea? Come here? Get drunk and become no longer himself?

Ian's gaze returns to Raireen, watching intently as she sways her hips to the music, and he blushes as he remembers his question.

He reached for the ice, but Nick stopped him.

Oh, he knew, the ridicule came, he was ready to get hurt, Nick was going to taunt and insult him, he knew it.

"I'm serious. Nick put the ice back in the cup.

"Go up, she won't bite. He ordered himself another drink.

"As far as we know, she probably won't be shy at all, she's just... When she wants something, she becomes an amazing girl. When Railyn is immersed in the music, she won't even notice your presence."

Ian shook his head in encouragement.

No, he can't get out.

He'll look like a big idiot, and everyone will laugh at him.

He didn't think it was anything, but if it could be avoided, he wanted to avoid it.

"Oh, I understand now. Ian swallowed, and Nick smiled.

"Oh no, don't say it. Nick, don't you even say that?"

"You can't dance. He said it, and Ian hid his face.

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'I look like a damn teenager right now. What does drinking have to do with nightclubbing?"

"Believe it or not," he sullen.

"Compared to her, I don't even have a dancing bone. Unless you count the dance I did in the Forest of Death. That's a sigh,"

Ian blushed, regretting that he had brought it up.

"To be honest, I don't know what it is.

Ian sighed, and Nick began to laugh at him.

"That's stupid. He laughed even harder.

"I mean, don't do that, twist your ass around.

Nick wiped tears from the corners of his eyes a few times because he was laughing so hard.

"What are you trying to prove, you have the sexiest ass in Hollywood?" Ian

laughed, judging by his performance, he only knew he was the sexiest somewhere.

Well, Nick, it's a good time to start making him feel better.

"Alright," Nick urged Ian over.

"That's how to dance,"

he leaned over so Ian could better hear his advice.

He didn't know why he was listening to him, how much did Nick know about

dancing, and he had just admitted earlier that he hated dancing.

"It's not as complicated as it seems, especially for us boys. He began.

"Women did most of the work for us. All we have to do is show off our skills, let the music guide our every move, and let her do the rest. Now, let the music guide you, Ian. Don't you understand?"

Ian shook his head.

"Dude, you're really brainless," Nick whistled.

"Hey, Keith is here. He shouted.

"I know you're not just whistling at me. Keith stood up from the table, and he angrily walked over to Nick, which was bad.

"I'm not a dog for you. He pinched his ears and shouted, and Nick screamed for him to let go of his ears.

"What do you want, Nick?" he asked.

"Dance with me," he replied bluntly.

"I hate dancing, sir"

Ian couldn't wait to see him make a fool of himself, and Keith's eyes formed a blinding glare that scared him away.

Strangely enough, Nick was unaffected, he seemed to be used to facing his anger.

Suddenly, the two had a fierce argument about it.

Nick was shouting, he was shouting, he was shouting louder, Keys was shouting louder, it was a war of words.

Ian couldn't help but sigh that these two people were really a natural pair.

Ian couldn't help but feel a little jealous as he watched the two of them dance together.

He looked at Nick and Keith, who were still dancing together, sharing laughter, and they were joking with each other.

I hate dancing, yes.

Ian stood up, he's going to dance, what's so hard about that?

, Ian started walking towards Raelin, walking slowly and slowly with each step, before he danced bravely.

He was determined to go out and dance with Rei and not make himself look like an idiot.

If anyone has the right to be an idiot, it has to be him, he is a very good director, he has the right to be stupid.

The closer he got to her, the harder his heart beated, and with each step, his heart beat louder and louder.

His hands began to sweat and tremble from nervousness.

He stood in front of Railin, her body tormenting him.

The way she moved made him feel hot, very hot.

"I... Ian's cheeks turned reddish.

Why is it so uncomfortable? His heart was beating so fast that he was sweating all over his body.

His throat was getting drier and dryer, and it felt like sand.

Lei, buddy, Lei, she performed this song to the fullest.

Her every movement was flawless, she was sweating profusely, and she didn't know how hot she was right now.

Ian tugged at his coat to get some air through before he dared to speak.

He thought, just do a dance.

He just needs a dance, and he can handle it.

After all, he'd been in a worse situation, only now he can't remember.

"Ah," Leyreen stumbled into his arms.

His cheeks grew redder and he wrapped his arms around her, catching her before she fell.

He couldn't speak, so he could only hold her in his arms.

He was very nervous, but holding her calmed his nerves.

"Ian," she was startled by him, and broke free from his embrace.

Ian's gaze followed her next move, and no, she was going to run away and hide.

The dance would stop, and it would be his fault, he had to stop her, he didn't want to ruin her night because of his mistake.

"Don't be nervous," Ian hugged her again.

"It's alright, Railin. He held her close to his chest.

Her cheeks were red and she blamed herself.

"Don't be embarrassed by your dance," Ian said to her with a smile.

"I like it. Raireen shyly buried her head in his chest, her cheeks less red.

"Really?" she began, and he nodded, of course, like a dancing genius.

"I'm so jealous. Ian's cheeks began to redden.

"If I could dance like you Leilin, I wouldn't stop. He tugged at his coat.

"You look incredible, Railin. He admits that he is starting to get nervous again.

He's going to be shy in front of her, and it's great that she'll laugh at him for it.

"You like, Ian. Raireen rubbed her fingers together.

"Uh-huh," she looked at him innocently.

"I can sigh if you want," she hid her face.

"I'll show you. She reluctantly spoke.

"Would you like to?" Ian's voice was full of excitement, of course she would!

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Ian stopped her dance and began to kiss her fiercely.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and occupied the back hall of the club, his lips never leaving her for a moment.

He longed for her lips and refused to stop savoring.

"I want you, Raelin," Ian finally admitted.

"I want you so much, I can't even think about anything else," he felt guilty, his cheeks flushed.

"I'm sorry, but it's true, me," Raereen interrupted him as she pressed their lips together.

Ian leaned in, enjoying the taste, feeling very sorry for his desires.

Her lips, the more he kissed, the better it felt.

"It's okay, Ian. Railin's cheeks were red for only a moment.

"I--" Ian couldn't believe her move, it told him everything.

She grabbed the strap of the vest and put it down, and she agreed.

Ian wasted no time, he took off her vest and crumpled it in his hands.

He kissed her as he put his arms around her and put her on the table.

Ian used his lips to force her mouth open and put his tongue into their kiss.

His tongue probed in her mouth, causing her to moan.

He threw the clothes behind him and let her tongue kiss a few more times, and he took his shirt and broke the kiss to take it off for her.

Raireen's legs wrapped around him, forcing his body against her.

"Railin," he breathed a sigh of relief from the connection between them.

"Hmm," she blushed beneath Ian.

"I had a great time, Ian. Raelyn confessed, and he handed her the clothes.

"We should dance together a lot. Ian's cheeks flushed as shyness returned to him.

He didn't speak, but kissed her.

"Of course, we still have things to talk about, you know. Ian said with a shrug.

"Like what?" she asked rhetorically, still immersed in ecstasy.

"I want to apologize for the way you saw me and Scarlett that day--

" "I love that. "

What?" Ian asked, shocked, but not surprised.

"What the hell do you like?" he leaned closer to her, pressing his lips to hers.

"Looking at you... Spend time with others. "

Nice quirk," he replied, and kissed her roughly.

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[at the Reina, California studio]

"Can we zoom in on the engine for the next scene?

Without this, I don't think it looks complete... Ian said to Stephen, who was staring at the computer.

It's been a week since Ian and Raelin's date and that little while, but despite this, the director jumped right after into the world of work and Hollywood.

"Ian, Mr. Smith is here. Nick said as he walked into the editing room.

Ian stood up, muttered a thank you, and walked away to meet Mr. Smith.

Walking into the blue-themed office, he walked around the office and sat down.

The gentleman in front of him was dressed in a rich suit, and the smile on his face explained why he was here.

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Smith. How are you doing after the Christmas party?" asked Ian.

"Ah, the days are still the same for me, Ian. I mean, work and get up. What else?"

said Ian with a smile. "yes, why are you here?" Mr

. Smith is another shareholder in Rena Studios, and the main concern is that even the other investors are actually his subordinates, and Ian doesn't know why this person is coming to meet him.

Ian had guessed a lot of reasons, but he couldn't think of a single valid reason why Smith had come to see him.

"Straight to the point, I see. I'd like to talk about the future of Rayner Studios – "

What?" Ian was taken aback by the question.

Although he didn't even let Mr. Smith finish the question, he knew what was going to happen next.

There would be a lot of risk if Mr. Smith pulled out of his deal with Reyna Studios.

"Don't be cranky, this man hasn't spoken yet. Ian thought to himself.

"Well, it's been a while since we first heard at the Christmas party that Mason wants to retire. I don't know about it, I was on vacation before, uh... The details don't matter anymore"

"I want to ask, no matter how good you are in the industry or good at making films, what we see in the studio is Mason. He worked day and night to make the studio an instant hit, and his retirement means... What guarantees do we have for the future of the company?" Smith immediately questioned.

"Well, Mr. Smith. I can't tell you exactly what the future holds for Reina Studios, but I can assure you that my work or plans won't change. If I don't hear clearly, are you saying you don't trust my company?" Ian asked rhetorically.

Meanwhile, Smith's cell phone ringing interrupts the conversation.

"Oh, Mason... With that, he immediately answered the phone.

Not before stepping out of the room, of course.

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[5 p.m. - Reina Studio]

The studio was filled with Ian and a couple of editors who were already working on the T-scene.

They've been there for color correction and sound editing, including other parts of the film that are about to be completed.

"Light blue, or white?" asked Stephen, looking at the screen.

"Because it's like a little special effect, I think it's better to use white. Ethan, how long will it take you to finish the rest of the scenes? It's 5 o'clock and we only have a week to get all the work done and recheck the scenes. Ian asked, standing behind.

Ethan, the blond man, turned his head to look at him, stroked his hair, and replied, "Give me 30 minutes." I figured the coder had to be there by tomorrow so we could finish the rest of the setup that needed help.

"Well, okay. Then I'll go back first, and don't forget to check out the interview, interviewing Diesel and Walker at 8 o'clock. They seem to have some eyebrows before the film even starts, and that's a good thing. "

Okay

" "Okay, boss" "Okay

, Ian!"

as he walked down the hallway of the office to reach the elevator, a voice came from behind him.

A smile appeared on his face when he saw the lady in front of the elevator.

"It's nice to see you again, Rei. Ian walked up behind her and smiled.

She was taken aback by his presence, but reacted as usual, "I'm glad to meet you too." I thought you'd spend the night with them like you did yesterday?"

"No, it's too tired. I still have some files to work on. After all, Mason left everything to me, and I didn't have much time to catch up unless I arrived at the office too early. Anyway, let's have dinner together, how about I take you home?" Ian asked cheekily.

It's become commonplace, and if the two of them work together and stay up late together, they'll have dinner together and go home.

"Of course, I'd love to. Thank you. I'm going to start the audition on Monday, is that okay?" Rainen's question made Ian raise an eyebrow, revealing a question.

"It's Monday in three days, are you sure you're ready?"

"The papers are already on their way to the agency, Ian. I think I'm ready, don't you think?"

both entered the elevator as Ian pressed the button to enter the parking lot.

"If that's what you think, Mr. Smith, did you see where he disappeared after the conversation?"

Rei looked back at him with her big eyes, frowning.

He walked away. Nick and I were confused, but we thought your conversation was over. He also walked away with a frown, and I don't know what it was. She said.

"It's fine. Ian whispered, putting his hand around her waist.

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next big thing for Rainer Studios is the sequel to Batman.

In her apartment, Raelen focused on what was in the script, trying to get ready for the audition.

The script in her hands is very detailed, but it is perfectly written, and what she is able to grasp is how the character and atmosphere of Batman are similar to the first film.

The plot of the film follows vigilante Batman, police deputy Captain James Gordon, and District Attorney Harvey Dent as they form an alliance to destroy organized crime in Gotham City.

Their efforts are undermined by the Joker, an anarchist mastermind who tries to test how far Batman will go in order to save the city from chaos.

In addition to the script, there are some script notes that she thinks are important.

At the top of the note, there is a message that is delivered to the audience through the movie, "The Dark Knight" is mainly about lies, which are about the lies we tell ourselves in order to live and interact with others.

For Ian, he believes that deception is not an innate force of malicious destruction, but a tool.

In the script, she notes the film's depiction of society, and although it is not very direct, The Dark Knight shows the society we live in in a subtle way.

Batman believes that society can be independent and stable, and tries to be an extreme example of stability and integrity for people to look up to and emulate.

However, in real life, morality is not so black and white.

Next is how Batman, a symbolic archetypal figure who represents an individual who may take justice into his own hands in order to keep people safe.

Throughout the script, and even by watching the first film, she collected a huge amount of things that were profound and rich in meaning, and really good.

In a way, she's shocked by her boyfriend – the guy she's dating – and on the other hand, she's proud that they were able to finish the film.

She whispered to herself, "That's amazing!" as she looked letter by letter with her eyes, over and over again.

However, there is one question left at the end on paper.

- What makes Batman different from other superheroes?

"I think I know what makes Batman the most amazing and relatable superhero.... "。 She sighed, then said to herself, "That is, he is complex, just like all human beings." Batman is not so much an admirable superhero as he is an inspiring superhero because he tells the audience that it doesn't take a perfect person to do good.

"I'm ready to make a good movie," she muttered to herself, then put everything away and get ready for bed.