Chapter 1435 A bunch of goods
"...'Seventeen'."
Ansen gave a slightly embarrassing answer, but he couldn't throw out the names of those top media casually. What if they were already there? What if the diorama is exposed? What if your identity is exposed?
The first crisis was lifted, but Anson realized that this was a minefield.
Obviously, this is not the best time to play a minesweeping game.
"By the way, this is Michael Moscowitz. I think Miss Hathaway should be waiting for me."
Anson added another sentence. Michael Moscowitz, the lead singer of the nerd band in "The Princess Diary", but Anson was not sure whether Anne could identify the code. He began to feel that this surprise visit was not a good idea.
The lady Sandra turned and entered the next room. Anson stood there and immediately felt a sense of crisis. Her skin was slightly tense and her five senses were fully opened.
That feeling was like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
And it was a little sheep standing among a group of tigers and wolves, shivering with her shoulders, and hoping that she would not be discovered by this group of carnivores.
The PDA man glanced at Ansen again, which made Ansen feel that the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose were slightly hot -
Who gave Superman confidence that he thought that a pair of glasses could hide the truth?
"Is this suit...Dio's?" The PDA man finally asked, "Sorry, I mean, I rarely see suits of this color."
Anson:... "No, it's not Dior. I changed it to a second-hand store, and I'm not sure about the brand."
PDA man, "Oh, it looks very good, I think this is an excellent choice."
Anson, "After all, we are here to interview a Disney fairy tale movie today. I hope to leave some unique impressions. I am not sure whether it works."
The PDA man snapped his fingers at Anson and blinked his eyes to express his appreciation.
"Mr. Moscowwitz? Come with me."
Sandra's call came from the front.
An Sen stood up and followed and walked over. The PDA man inadvertently glanced at the back, was slightly stunned, and took another look.
But before he could take a closer look, the figure had disappeared at the corner. He tilted his head and thought for a while, finally waved his hand to reject his thoughts, and continued to bow his head and get busy with his PDA. "You have five minutes." Sandra's voice came from Anson's ears. Before he could think, Sandra had already pushed open the door of the small living room in front of him and shouted to it.
"Anne."
Soon, Sandra turned and left.
Ansen took a step forward and saw a floor-to-ceiling window open, and the golden sunlight sparsely poured in, covering the graceful figure.
A white lace long skirt concisely outlines the graceful and undulating figure, and the light and fluffy skirt sways in the wind like a blooming lily; the soft and bright long hair is tied into a high bun, revealing a face in its entirety, elegant and charming, passing through the sunshine and descending on the earth.
The whole house is like the living room outside, full of white lilies, flower baskets, flower pots, flower arrangements, bouquets of different sizes and shapes, all of which are all lilies. Even if the observation ability is poor, you will not miss such a grand occasion, and you feel like a world of elf in the indoor space.
And the scene in front of you, everything, bloomed around that figure, dazzled and fascinated.
Ansen paused slightly, obviously not expecting such a scene.
Uncontrollably, Ansen looked down at his outfit, which seemed too casual, which made Ansen's smile rise up, and he was about to make a joke.
But unexpectedly, Anne Hathaway, who was standing in front, seemed a little embarrassed. "Like a Barbie doll." Annie pulled her skirt calmly, with a little bitterness in her smile, "But the public relations say this is in line with the promotional image."
Anson was about to respond, just now she opened her mouth and her nose was stretched out: Ah sneezing.
Simply sneeze.
Ansen quickly covered his nose, moved forward silently for two steps, pulled out two pieces of paper from the draw paper on the table, and solved his situation in a mess.
Annie did not expect this scene at all. Looking at Anson's appearance, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, her expression completely relaxed. "Oh, God, are you allergic to pollen?" Annie quickly packed up her smile and asked worriedly, but the corners of her mouth and eyebrows still couldn't help but raise them up.
Anson waved his hands repeatedly and finally packed up, "No, as far as I know, no. But I think there are too many lilies here, and I am still affected; it seems that I will not have the chance to take on some prince charming roles in the future, regret."
Anne was amused again, looked around and let out a long sigh, "This is also the idea of public relations, and they believe this can create an atmosphere."
But obviously, Anne didn't like it.
Anson shrugged gently, "Indeed, catering to public expectations means giving up part of self-persistence. In the final analysis, we are all Hollywood products."
Annie's eyes widened, "So are you?"
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Anson, "So too. Tom Cruise, Leonardo DiCaprio, Brad Pitt, no one can be exceptional. But this does not mean that the souls under our skin cannot have their own edges and colors; otherwise, all the products will be the same, and consumers are unwilling to pay."
While speaking, Anson pulled out a few lilies and stars from the vase, stood there and began to get busy, and weaved a small flower crown.
Amid Anne's surprise and unexpected gaze, Anson put the flower crown on Anne's head, looked up and down, and showed a satisfied smile. "Believe me, your PR not only won't refuse, but you should also thank you."
Puff.
Annie couldn't control herself after all, and her smile completely bloomed.
She curled her smile, deliberately pulled up the hem of the skirt, and made a standard princess thank you. Only then did she have time to ask, "Why are you here?"
"Annie gestured to Anson's outfit: There was no disguise, "Are you not worried about being discovered by the reporters outside?"
Anson's face was calm, "The one who least wants scandals should be Disney, so I believe your team should take good care of the reporters."
Annie's eyes widened, unable to believe that Anson was even making fun of Disney-
During the promotion of the new movie, Disney naturally did not want Anne to have scandals. Even if they noticed Anson's appearance, they would probably shut up.
At the end of the joke, Anson waved his hand, "No, I'm not worried. You know, in New York, people only care about themselves, or they don't have the energy to care about other things. After all, their own affairs are already in a state of turmoil, so they often don't look up and have no time to observe other people's situations."
"This is different from Los Angeles, very, very different."
In Los Angeles, everyone will say hello when they meet, whether they are sincere or false, even if they just greet each other, at least they will look in the eyes and say hello.
But this is not the case in New York. Even greetings in daily social occasions often do not have the leisure to pay attention to the other person's expressions and state. "So, I'm not worried at all. In fact, no one in the room should have realized my arrival at the moment."
Before he could finish his speech, the door of the room was pushed open, and An Sen turned his head in panic and looked aside.
(This chapter ends)