Chapter 1262 Superstar lineup
Recording is imperative.
The song "Another Light" and the performance at the Grammy Awards have created waves and impact far beyond imagination. Anson also understands that the meaning of this single has exceeded ordinary definitions, and he has no reason to Missed opportunity.
The crew cannot be postponed.
On the one hand, Anson didn’t want to keep the crew waiting; on the other hand, they couldn’t leave a trail behind and become a source of provocation and irritation to the academy.
The schedule conflict between the two is really troublesome.
However, in such a predicament, Anson's background and ability to deal with trivial matters in his previous life just showed -
He went to Memphis to record "Another Light" and invited Reese Witherspoon to go The studio experience helped Reese adapt to the role of June Carter.
On the surface, Anson went to Memphis to shoot "Walking with the Song" and everything was going according to plan; secretly, Miles and the others secretly arrived in Memphis to complete the recording.
Advance on both fronts and achieve success with one stone.
Everything, keep it confidential.
Whether it is the recording studio or the crew, they are all trusted confidants to ensure that no rumors will leak out.
However, Anson had a clear mind, and he did not expect that the matter could be kept strictly confidential and completely keep the college in the dark from beginning to end——
This is impossible.
The academy mentioned here is not a person, but a concept, a group of people all over the corners of Hollywood. There is no airtight wall in the world. Sooner or later, what happens in Memphis will reach the ears of Hollywood. Here, these things cannot remain hidden in the dark.
What's more, even if there is no leak, when "Another Light" is officially released and launched, the news will inevitably leak and cannot continue to be kept secret.
The key point is still to "make a name for yourself", as long as Anson puts on a grand gesture, and under the witness of reporters, officially enters the crew, fulfills his promise, and proves that he will indeed be successful after the Grammys. After entering the crew, wouldn't Anson have the final say on the rest?
They can definitely say that "Another Light" has already been recorded and produced before the Grammys.
Even if the college's top brass knows the truth, the complicated timeline and the lack of evidence can create divisions within the top brass.
Then, Ansen will be able to escape unscathed.
then.
Reese appeared, and the gongs and drums were loud.
"Anson! Anson! Anson!"
Reese kept inciting the staff next to her to shout and cheer like enthusiastic fans, lest the passengers coming in and out of the airport didn't know.
The surrounding staff had expressions on their faces that read, "Workers are hard-pressed," and "Workers who are beaten are human beings, too."
As a result, Reese was the most excited.
Anson didn't control his lips, "Reese, are you... a little too happy?"
Reese, "Happy, are you? No, no, no, it must be yours" Illusion."
However, there is another meaning clearly written in those smart eyes:
You actually have the opportunity to play tricks on the old academics and stubborn people in the academy, how can you miss it? You don't know, they call my character in "Legally Blonde" Barbie, haha, now look who is Barbie!
Apparently, Reese is seizing the opportunity to retaliate.
"Anson, ahhh, the most handsome man in the universe!"
Reese screamed crazily like a girl who is an enthusiastic movie fan, and even raised her heels, deliberately showing a shy face appearance.
Putted together with the loveless face next to it, it is full of joy.
Looking left and right, the passengers coming in and out of the airport seemed particularly calm. Looking at this scene, it was as if they were enjoying some circus performance. The huge and sharp contrast made people want to dig in immediately. A burrow disappears.
Last night, in Los Angeles, Anson stood on the Staples Center stage enjoying cheers and applause.
Today, in Memphis, they are as unnoticed as a wandering circus. Anson burst into laughter and spread his hands, "Now I finally understand why the most popular psychiatrist in Hollywood is a psychiatrist."
Reese's eyes widened, "Why?"
Anson, "One second you were surrounded by applause and cheers as if you owned the whole world; the next second you became a clown in your eyes. Facing the eyes of those who don't recognize you is torture enough. Facing the eyes of those who don't know you alone in the middle of the night Be quiet, that’s the real torture.”
"God, I'm starting to believe that I might need a psychiatrist to put a band-aid on my heart."
"Haha." Reese laughed directly, "When you admit this frankly, you There is no need for a psychiatrist, because those who seek a psychiatrist often refuse to admit this."
"Like me."
Reese made a face with her neck twisted and her tongue stuck out, and she smiled. Full of fruit.
Happily, with Reese's welcome, Anson arrived in Memphis smoothly. A group of people stepped forward to help, but they found that Anson only brought one suitcase. The huge team brought by Reese actually it can not be helped.
Finally, they took away Noah's only job.
Noah:? ? ?
Looking down at his empty hands, he rushed forward quickly.
"That's my, uh, my job..."
Anson and Reese followed, chatting as they walked.
Reese was complaining that Anson was empty-handed and did not bring ten or eight suitcases to show her superstar status. Fortunately, she had the foresight to pick up more than thirty people at the airport to fill up the plane.
Then, not far away, someone cheered excitedly.
"Anson! Anson ahhhhh!"
Anson looked over at the sound and waved.
As a result, the person went crazy, "Ahhhh, ahhhhh."
Jumping and cheering, his joy and happiness could be felt without words, so much so that other passengers in the arrivals hall burst into laughter.
At this time, one or two people couldn't hold back their excitement and waved towards Anson.
Standing at the exit, a man was pushing a wheelchair. Sitting in the wheelchair was a gray-haired old man who looked to be in his seventies.
The suitcase at the man's feet was open, and objects and things were scattered all over the floor. He was rummaging anxiously, looking up at Anson from time to time.
"Hey, hey...Anson, wait, please wait."
Seeing Anson approaching, the man ignored his suitcase, stood up, pushed the wheelchair, and called anxiously.
The bustling entourage in front formed a barrier between Anson and the other party, but Anson still stopped and motioned for them to get out of the way.
The man did not wait for Anson to come forward, and stammered and shouted incoherently.
"Anson, last night's show...wonderful, wonderful, I mean I loved it so much and so did my mother, we were stuck in Denver the whole night but we watched the whole show, my mother She can hear it, really.”
I tossed and turned and rambled for a long time without knowing what he was talking about.
However, Anson understood and smiled at the man.
"Thank you. I think Miles and the others will be particularly happy to hear that."
My eyes finally fell on the white-haired lady.
Anson knelt down and looked at the lady's drooped eyes seriously.
"Ma'am, hey, I'm the lead singer of the August 31st band. Thank you for enjoying our performance. It's undoubtedly our honor."
(End of this chapter)