Chapter 866

On the quiet and spacious streets, crowds of people gathered in a bustling manner. From a rough look, there were at least 250 people, one after another. The footpaths on both sides were already full of people. The surging sea of people began to overflow and spread to the car driving area, just like a hornet's nest on the ground, The dense head is still extending out little by little.

The hum of low discussion is slowly eroding the tranquility of the morning and the peace of the community. The scene looks spectacular.

Although it's Hollywood, it's full of stars and paparazzi; But such a noisy and grand crowd usually takes place only in Beverly Hills and the Highlands near Burbank. In other ordinary living communities, it is still a rare lively scene.

The number of people continues to increase, and the bee colony is becoming more and more bloated. Such a grand occasion is definitely the treatment of a top star.

From a distance, Cornell McGregor could see the congested street through the window, beckoning the taxi driver to stop at the intersection, pushing the door open, sorting out his camera and recorder, and Cornell quickly stepped forward.

Gradually, gradually, hot eyes from all directions surging over, and finally the eyes of the whole audience are focused on him, as if a bunch of spotlights down, in an instant, he became the center of gravity of the world.

Curiosity, exclamation, questioning, disdain, provocation, envy... All kinds of eyes with a touch of temperature, fell on Cornell's skin. Involuntarily, the heart starts to speed up, the blood starts to speed up, it seems that even the pace has begun to light, as if standing on the clouds, flying.

Pride and excitement, contentment and self-confidence, emotion in the chest rampant. In a trance, Cornell has the illusion of standing on the top of the world. The taste of focus, so wonderful.

Even in the eyes of fellow journalists, "Cornell McGregor" has become the focus. The profound meaning of entertainment to death has been brought into full play in contemporary society; Everyone can be the focus, everything can be the focus, celebrity aura gradually weak, hot spots and hot topic effect cast a new era of entertainment.

Cornell secretly clenched his fist to celebrate his brilliant success; But on the surface, he must remain indifferent, it seems that all this is insignificant, he just to "chase the truth" and adhere to the end. Even, he calmly and politely nodded to the projected line of sight, just like the president, performing his "duty".

It's only a quarter past eight in the morning. However, the crowd of reporters gathered at the door of lanli apartment has exceeded the load.

In a flash, the number has exceeded 300. Even in Los Angeles, even in the awards season, this battle is still extremely shocking. I have the impression that when Whitney Houston died unexpectedly last week, there were not so many reporters gathered at the door of Hilton Hotel.

Recently, more than three-quarters of the media stationed in Hollywood to report on the award season have sent reporters to get first-hand reports——

So far, lanli has not made any response. Because lanli doesn't have Facebook or twitter, the way to make official statements on the Internet is cut off; And Andy Rogers and studio 11 have never responded. In the face of reporters' bombardment, they just said: waiting for lanli's response.

So all the reporters gathered here. Before Langley goes back to New York, before the news time cools down, the official response will be harvested for the first time. Then? Then continue to fan the flames, continue to entertain to death.

Cornell skillfully walked through the crowd. It seems that he benefited from his identity as a "whistleblower". Reporters intentionally or unintentionally gave up a channel for Cornell to stand on the front line and face-to-face with Langley. For Cornell, it was the best.

As a result, Cornell, like a bullfighter, nodded to his audience and supporters with a smile, greeting and cheering. Then, he stepped onto his own stage, spread out his red bullfight cloak, prepared to finish the fatal blow with his sword, and was full of fanatical and high spirited fighting spirit, ready to kill the bullfight.

When Gavin hunt arrived at the scene, what he saw was this scene: Cornell, like a victorious general, was receiving cheers and support from the public; But in his eyes, he is more like a clown, becoming the laughing stock of the whole world, still immersed in dreams and enjoying himself.

Gavin breathed hard in his heart. He couldn't believe that even now, he still couldn't believe that the vulgar, ridiculous and leaky news of entertainment weekly was written by Cornell. They used to be classmates, friends, close friends, opponents and partners, but now Cornell is standing in front of him, but he can't recognize each other.

On an impulse, Gavin would rush to Cornell and ask him what was going on; However, reason conquered impulse, and Gavin forced himself to look back at the apartment in front of him. Waiting quietly, waiting for Lan Li's response, also waiting for Lan Li's counterattack.

As a member of the industry, Gavin and every reporter on the scene clearly know how much is real material and how much is a shot in the air in the special topic of entertainment weekly. The question is, how many journalists are willing to tell the truth, and how many choose to be unconscionable?

"Gee," the door of the apartment opened.

In an instant, all the reporters in the audience were boiling, and all the people swarmed up, and the door of the apartment suddenly turned into a mess. The bushes and bushes couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the reporters. The stream of people surged up and beat the low stairs in front of the apartment door, just like the waves hitting the rocks, bursting out with an ethereal and majestic roar.

"Lan Li! Lanli! Blue

Layer upon layer of calls, smash down, unreasonable to hit up, the momentum; In the turbulent tide, the individual becomes insignificant. Everyone can only keep pressing, pushing and embracing actively or passively, and the oxygen in the lungs is squeezed out.

But the next moment someone yelled, "it's not lanli. Not Langley The faint voice did not help at all, the crowd was still surging forward one after another; Until more and more people gradually regained their senses, they suddenly found that it was not lanli who came out of the door of the apartment, but Nathan who was carrying garbage.

This is only a little under control.

Nathan looked at the garbage bag in his hand. His face was a little strange. It was hard for him to hold a smile. Then he pointed to his back. "Lanli is in the back. Wait a minute." In full view, Nathan stepped down step by step and politely said to the reporters, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please let me go."

Even the action of throwing garbage is the first time for people to pay attention.

The scene at the entrance of the apartment is a bit absurd and ironic, just like a black reality Fable: in the eyes of everyone, they witnessed the whole process of Nathan throwing away the garbage, and then watched Nathan walk towards the garage. There was no sound, even no movement.

This is the real "hype", even the action of throwing rubbish has become the focus of attention. As long as there are hot spots, hot spots and gimmicks, the media will focus on every detail, even if an ordinary person throws rubbish.

Gavin couldn't help laughing.

He deeply doubted whether this scene was deliberately arranged by Langley? The purpose is to satirize journalists. Otherwise, if you don't throw it sooner or later, you will know that there are a lot of reporters at the door, and Nathan specially goes out to throw rubbish and plays with reporters.

Nathan's figure disappeared, and the reporters took back their eyes and turned to the door of the apartment. They don't even realize that they can't help but start to hold their breath, and the air gradually condenses, so the irony of the scene becomes more and more intense.

Then lenley appeared. Accompanied by Andy and Roy, they show up.

"Is the concert really a gimmick?"

"Is there really something behind the Grammy Award?"

"Is it really for Grammy to choose this week for a concert?"

"The news broke out this week, is it to shock the Oscars?"

"What do you want to say about using patients to hype the news?"

"How do you respond to such accusations of continuous malicious speculation and forging a perfect image?"

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The chirp of questions, even can't wait for Lan Li to come to the crowd, pouring down, one after another, interweaved, leaving only fragments of sound, don't say the complete sentence of the question, even some fragmented words can't be heard clearly, there are a lot of meaningless syllables——

Vowels like "ah, oh, ER (a, O, e)", buzz, boom, reverberate, reverberate.

Even the reporters themselves are drowned in the sound wave at this time, and they can't hear their own problems; However, no one gave up. Everyone tried their best to reach out their recording pen, try to get closer to and closer to Lan Li, and then get Lan Li's response for the first time.

In fact, it was an informal press conference. There is no so-called exclusive response. Everyone can get it. Journalists know this clearly; But in the turbulent wave of more than 300 people, crowded in the small open space at the entrance of the apartment, it seems that all people have lost their senses, just surge, surge again.

Lan Li stood quietly on the stairs, using the height of the stairs and the barrier of the railings, looking at the surging waves in front of him. He didn't make a sound or stop it. He just waited quietly until the reporters were exhausted and the waves gradually subsided. Then he said with a smile, "good morning."