[American Entertainment] The road to becoming a god

"Things are not what you see. I'm just trying to make him happy. No one wants the scandal to continue, except his agent...and the director." Gaspar explained to Cruise in a panic, but due to The insurmountable gap between the co-pilot and the main driver, coupled with the fact that he seldom talks to the driver for safety reasons, Cruise didn't turn his head to look at him from the beginning to the end, and Gaspar closed his eyes angrily. Mouth.

5 minutes ago they were still in the afternoon tea restaurant, 5 minutes later they were in a speeding Lamborghini, Cruise was in the driver's seat, Gaspar was in the co-pilot, the destination was unknown.

Just when Gaspar was still immersed in the guilt of leaving Jansen alone, Cruise raised his wrist and quickly glanced at the time, then stepped on the accelerator a little deeper, the sound of the sports car's engine increased, The speed is obviously faster.

Gasper was almost stuck on the passenger seat, and he was holding on to the seat belt slung across his chest.

In his mind, such a causal chain was formed——

Tom Cruise saw the gossip → he took it seriously → he couldn’t even explain it → he chose to find himself and ask him to understand → he found out that he was in the restaurant by some means → came here → saw himself and Jason alone → gossip It sounds more real → Tom Cruise is going to punish himself

"Please, Tom, slow down, this is going too fast." Gaspar looked at Cruise imploringly through the rearview mirror, "This is just a hype, the picture that was taken was that we were filming the show. It was misinterpreted Yes, just now we were discussing how to make the TV series more exciting through hype."

The speed of the car still did not decrease, and Gaspar stared nervously ahead. He believed that Cruise was not a passionate person, but the speed of the car was too fast, and no one knew what danger would happen.

About 10 minutes later, the speed of the car slowly decreased, and Cruise drove a black Lamborghini into... a basement?

"We're here." After parking the car, Cruise finally gave Gaspar a look. He smiled, "Get out of the car."

Gaspar was still in shock, he got out of the car slowly.

"Where are we?" Gasper asked after trying to stop the quivering in his vocal cords.

"Peninsula Hotel." Cruise replied.

"The Peninsula?" Gasper repeated Cruise's words. "What are we doing here?"

"Because there's a helicopter on standby over our heads," Cruise said, leading Gaspar toward the elevator.

"A helicopter." Gasper seemed to be caught in a cycle of repeating short sentences. "Where are you taking me?"

"Washington." Cruise smiled and pressed the elevator button, "I want to surprise you."

The elevator door opened, and he took Gaspar inside. Their destination was the top floor of the building, where there were dual landing pads for two helicopters to launch at the same time.

Gasper's perception of the situation in front of him was blank, he just followed Cruise onto the elevator.

From the bottom to the top, this is not a short journey.

In the elevator, Cruise cleared his throat, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

"Because you told me that you don't know exactly when you were born, so I hired detectives, visited your former neighbors, and investigated your mother's previous consumption records. After nearly two months of hard work, I finally With the result." Cruise said and looked at the stunned Gaspar, "You were born on October 10th, October 25th, 1977."

"You, you figured out my birthday." All the languages ​​in the world can't describe the shock in Gaspar's heart at this moment, the corners of his eyes moistened, "Never, no one did this for me."

Birthdays have long existed in name only for him. From the day his father abandoned them, Gaspar had an inexplicable fear of his birthday, as if another birthday and another party would leave people he cared about. He went like that.

What's more, even his biological parents don't care what day he was born.

But Cruise told him with practical actions that there are still people who care.

Gaspar started talking incoherently, his mind was cluttered with happiness, but then, he realized something.

"October 10th, 25th, isn't that—" Gaspar hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket to check the calendar, he stared at the date on the screen and couldn't believe his eyes.

Gaspar looked up at Cruise, who was watching him tenderly, as if looking at him had the whole world.

"Yes, it's today." Cruise added the second half of the sentence for him.

With the sound of 'ding', the elevator reached the top floor of the hotel.The elevator doors opened to both sides, revealing the luxurious and spacious lobby of the hotel. Through the glass above their heads, they could clearly see the helicopter that had started the propellers.

Cruz places a light kiss on Gasper's forehead.

"Happy birthday, Gaspar."

……

The helicopter took them to Washington, far away from the noisy urban area, passing through farms, and finally landed on a small hillside. Not far from the hillside, there is a large orchard, which grows the raw material of iconic gourmet desserts: apples.

There are trees in the distance, surrounded by mist, green grass under the feet, kissing Gaspar's ankles, it is as beautiful as an oil painting.

Gaspar took Cruise's arm, and the two walked leisurely down the hill.

"I thought you were angry." Gaspar spoke first.

"Because of what?" Cruise asked with a smile, "Just because of that nonsense scandal?"

Under Cruise's gaze, Gaspar was a little embarrassed. He really thought that Cruise was angry with him because of his affair, and he was thinking about how to make up for it.

"I've been in Hollywood longer than you, and I know all the tricks that the media is used to. I knew what they would write the moment I saw the photo, and it turns out I was right," Cruise explained. said, and then he changed the subject, "But I have to admit, seeing you with that kid... I think I need a kiss."

"That's what you deserve." Gaspar kissed the corner of his mouth sideways.

Soon they walked into the center of the orchard, surrounded by dense apple trees, and the rich fruit fragrance surrounded them.

"How did you come up with the idea to bring me here?" Gaspar looked at the apple tree with eyes full of novelty. "I've never seen a real fruit tree."

"Well, it's probably because apples are the most impressive thing in my childhood memories." Cruise said, picking up an apple from under the fruit tree in front of him. The apple was half green and half red. He held it in his hand and threw it into the air. A few times, "When I was young, my mother would make me apple pie on my birthday, and when there were no apples at home, we would go to the backyard to pick them. The tree is not big, but it always produces fruit. Big, sweet apples."

Cruise was lost in fond memories, and Gaspar watched him enviously.

"Thank you, Tom." Gaspar said sincerely, "This is the best birthday I've ever had. My best birthday before today was when I was 13 and Adam found half a candle out of nowhere." , we stuck it in a cookie, I made a wish, we split that cookie, and the next year I was in a James movie, and life gradually got better."

"Oh—come to me, poor boy." Cruise opened his hands to him, "I can't imagine."

"That's okay, it's over." Gaspar hugged Cruise, and then, following the angle of the hug, he saw a bright red apple on the fruit tree behind Cruise, "Look what I found !"

He happily left Cruise's arms, running towards the apple tree like a newborn foal.

"This must be the reddest and sweetest one in the orchard!" At this time, Gaspar put aside everything and completely returned to his boyish nature. He climbed to the tree in twos and reached out to pick off the bright red apple. Then he waved to Cruise under the tree: "Tom, go on!"

Cruise took the flying apple, and he took a bite.In any case, with him, the apple in his hand must be the sweetest in the whole orchard.The golden boy of Hollywood looked up. Gaspar was sitting on a tree branch with his slender legs hanging down. The sun passed behind him. There seemed to be golden elves dancing above Gaspar’s head, and those halos formed around him. A dreamy taste.

"Come on Tom!" Gaspar called.

Cruise came to Gaspar's tree and looked up.

"It seems that you are very proficient in climbing." He laughed.

"After all, living in New York, practice makes perfect." Gaspar replied, he patted the place beside him, "Shall I pull you up?"

"No need." Cruise said, rolled up his sleeves and quickly climbed up. He sat on the branch of the tree with his back against the main trunk, and then extended his right hand to Gaspar for a handshake: "Really Coincidentally, I happen to be proficient in climbing too."

Gaspar responded to him with a smile, he held Cruise's hand, and was taken into Cruise's arms the next moment.

"Awesome." Gaspar raised a smiling face affectionately, "Do you want a reward?"

"I can't ask for it."

Sunlight passed from Gasper to Cruise, a kiss of grateful love, and now the golden genie danced over both of their heads.

However, wonderful things are always short-lived, and a call from not far away interrupts them.

"Tom? Are you here, Tom?"

After hearing the voice, Gaspar quickly pulled his lips away. He looked into Cruise's blue eyes and asked in confusion, "Who is that?"

"Oh, how did I forget this." Cruise rubbed his temples with a headache, "He is my friend and the owner of the orchard." He said angrily, "I told him I would come in the afternoon, and I told him He will bring friends..."

"But you didn't tell him about us, did you?" Gaspar asked.

Cruise nodded.

"Oh my god, what the hell." Gaspar hurriedly jumped down from the tree. Fortunately, the branch was not too high, so he didn't hurt himself. "I can't provide gossip to the tabloids anymore."

Just after he landed steadily, he could already see the figure of Cruise's friend through the cover of the leaves, and Gaspar dodged and hid behind the tree.

"I'll go find him." Cruise also came down from the tree, and he spoke quickly, "Go inside and wait for me first, and I will make up a reason to find you soon."

The voice was getting closer and closer, and the two hurriedly separated.

Gaspar angrily walked to the depths of the orchard, and behind him came the sound of Cruise talking with his friends, what the hell, he cursed secretly, and the wonderful atmosphere was interrupted like that.

He carefully walked around the branches on the ground, worried about making a noise and attracting attention.

And at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out, quickly pulling Gaspar behind a certain thick tree.Before Gasper realized what was happening, his back slammed against the rough bark, and it made him cry out in pain.

The next second the hand was covering his mouth.

"Shut up." The man said forcefully, "Do you want to be discovered?"

Gaspar shook his head subconsciously, and after a few seconds, the hand covering his mouth was slowly released.He looked in horror, the owner of that hand looked at him, and then gave him a smug smile.

"Good," he said.

"You just want to scare me, don't you?" Gaspar glared at him, then lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you here, Leo!"

Leonardo gave a nasty smile, "I should ask you this question," he said, "I was invited, how about you?"

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The author has something to say:

Hey, Cruise helped the baby find out the birthday, our baby is a Scorpio, I didn't expect it

And——little plum appeared again

Finally, I finally watched the Three Worms in the Same Frame yesterday and was moved (How about letting Gaspar play the little green goblin, although he is from DC)

Boots "56116189" reader little angel nutrient solution~