Chapter 63 Triangular Relationship
Something is vaguely wrong——
From the car to the stage to the opening of the mouth, one step after another, quietly and unknowingly, Anson It is breaking expectations and upending the balance.
Every detail was beyond the imagination of the reporters present, so that the initiative gradually fell into Anson's control.
This... shouldn't be like this.
As a senior reporter, Nicholas noticed the anomaly immediately. Now he had no time to think about it carefully. He had to regain control of the situation.
"Anson, may I ask, have you heard the rumors that Brad Pitt tried to kick you out of the cast of 'Friends'?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he went straight to the point.
No polite greetings, no twists and turns, just hit the mark.
Rustling.
The noisy and chaotic sounds calmed down a little, and the hot and excited eyes rushed towards Anson, instantly surrounding the young man.
Anson, however, did not panic.
In his previous life, before trying different jobs, he majored in journalism and communication at university. Not only did he intern at a newspaper, but he also worked in a television station after graduation. Before switching careers to seek development opportunities in other industries, he was sincerely I like the news industry.
Now, it is still the case.
Media. reporter. paparazzi. flow. These concepts in journalism and communication are not scary to Anson, and are even somewhat familiar.
From my past life to this life, it has been a long time since I dealt with the media again. Although I am in a different position now, I feel like I am reunited with old friends.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said cheerfully and joyfully, "Oh, so this is why you are gathered here."
Nicholas:...
Reporter :? ? ?
Why does Anson's voice sound like he's reunited with an old friend? Is there something wrong with that kind of sincere joy?
Is it because the newcomer is overjoyed to finally gain media attention?
Nicholas cannot understand——
Anyway, from the moment Anson appeared on the scene, everything so far is incomprehensible.
But Nicholas responded quickly, "So, what do you think?"
asked immediately.
Hurray, with Nicholas's questions, other reporters were also very cooperative and put the recorders in their hands immediately.
It was obviously just a recording pen, but it was like a dagger, stabbing Anson's cheeks, mouth, nostrils, neck and other vital points.
That kind of pressure, with threat and impact, rushed towards his face, as if Anson's blood would be splattered on the spot in the next second.
To be honest, even a veteran who has experienced many battles would find it hard to bear the heart of being the protagonist of such a scene; Anson is no exception.
In such a scene, participating as a reporter and participating as an interviewee are completely different things.
Anson could also feel the slight contraction of his heart.
Surprised.
However, after the brief shock, a kind of excitement and familiarity that cannot be described in words was injected into the blood, and the self-confidence that emerged suddenly made the waist straight.
"Ta-da, I'm here, Studio 24, right?"
Everyone looked at each other, a small number of people didn't even react, Anson was wrong. What does Ma Zui's answer mean?
Nicholas was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the young man in front of him might be different from what they imagined.
Before Nicholas could speak, a reporter next to him immediately asked, "What do you mean?"
Anson followed the voice and looked over, "I guess this means that the rumors don't exist at all? ”
Not a declarative sentence, but a rhetorical question——
Satire, joke. Although Anson didn't say it, there was something in his words that was complaining about the reporter's stupidity.
At the same time, he denied the rumors in a joking way. If the rumors were true, then he would not be able to appear here, so his appearance proved that all the rumors were false; but There was no direct response, he avoided a direct conflict with Brad, and he still avoided the edge.
Sophisticated, sharp and accurate.
The most important thing is that everything disappears into the invisible. There is no trace of the entire handling and response. From words to attitude, it is completely natural.
Nicholas was shocked.
He had some doubts, was he thinking too much?
Maybe, Anson is just fooling around; maybe, Anson is just escaping... After all, the young man in front of him is only eighteen years old.
It only lasted sixty seconds from the moment he appeared on the scene, which is far from enough to judge a person.
Nicholas cheered up again, he needed to test it again, "So, you mean, you think Brad Pitt didn't do this?"
Anson was avoiding, Nicholas was Forcing Anson to face it.
Before Anson could speak, Nicholas asked again, "In other words, Brad Pitt did this, but in order to prove that he would not listen to others, David Klein went against Brad Pitt's wishes and re-entered the world. Given a chance, you become their wrestling ground?"
One step, another step, aggressive.
The noise subsided again, and all the other reporters around held their breaths, because Nicholas' question hit the nail on the head.
Be it Brad Pitt or David Klein, both of them cannot be offended easily. No matter whose side you are on in this matter, it means offending the other side. , although there have been a lot of rumors in Los Angeles in the past two days and the truth is about to come out, it is always just private speculation.
People wouldn’t be surprised if someone said that this was David Klein deliberately using Brad’s name to hype up the news in order to increase his negotiating leverage.
And now.
Nicholas is trying to start from Anson's weak link and pop this bubble.
Everyone, hold your breath.
Not because of the focus on Anson, but because of Brad Pitt and David Klein. This is the real big deal.
So, where is Anson?
The face of the eighteen-year-old boy in front of him is still young and energetic, but his brows reveal a temperament that belies his age, calm and calm.
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, still smiling, and asked, "What do you think?"
Nicholas frowned, he was looking into Anson's eyes, and the sun was shining on them. Unable to see clearly in his eyes, he hit the wall back reflexively, "I believe this is true."
Anson also hit the wall back without stopping, "Can you prove it?"
Nicholas, "Uh."
He couldn't help but choke. At this time, he was trying to prove this through Anson. Otherwise, would Anson think they were here for a morning jog and sunbathing?
Nicholas did not panic and continued to press, "I am asking for your opinion."
The smile at the corner of Anson's mouth tightened, a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes, and the golden sunlight instantly burst out with an astonishing Energy, "Whoever claims it is the one who provides evidence."
"Since you doubt this matter, the burden of proof is on you and not on me. Why don't we listen to the evidence that you doubt this matter."
< br>“Every person has one mouth, and there is no cost at all for talking nonsense, but I believe that media reporters still have a bottom line of professional ethics and will not talk nonsense.”
"So."
After a pause, the smile crept up to the corner of his mouth again.
"I believe that when you appear here, you must have found the truth, right? I am waiting for the answer from the Uncrowned King."
Anson looked into Nicholas's eyes calmly and directly, and Not aggressive, but exuding a sense of confidence and pride from the inside out.
Nicholas swallowed without noticing, his throat was so dry, and his lungs seemed to be lit with fire.
There was silence all around.
(End of this chapter)