Chapter 269 Exclusive Interview
Finally!
Anson finally noticed the anomaly, something seemed not quite right.
Anson quickly stood up, took another look, grabbed Harry's shoulders, and dragged Harry out of the narrow closet. At this time, he could finally see Harry's completely stretched body. The straight, unbendable calf looks almost the same as a pirate's wooden prosthetic limb.
After another burst of busy work, Harry finally regained the feeling in his calves. The numbness and pain faded away like the tide. He was paralyzed on the chair with sweating profusely. His hair was completely wet, and he took big mouthfuls of food. Breathing heavily, his chest was about to explode.
Why does it feel like a narrow escape?
Is this normal?
Harry looked at Anson, his mind was in confusion, and he could not focus his eyes. Miscellaneous thoughts were circling in his mind for a long time like an air raid siren. For a while, he could not recover and couldn't find the focus. When I tried to speak, I realized that my throat was as dry as a desert.
Then the whole person was sweating continuously. The panic of losing water made the heart beat like a drum, and the pupils shook violently, trying to grasp a life-saving straw.
Who am I where am I and what am I doing?
"Uh..." Harry tried to find his voice, but there was none.
Looking at the mineral water and chocolate handed to him, Harry was even more stunned.
Anson smiled and said, "It looks like you need to add some sugar."
Harry took the mineral water and chocolate in a daze, and actually opened the chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth. Here, the beating temples calmed down a little, and gravity returned to the blood vessels little by little.
Anson leaned on the sink, crossed his long legs, and looked at Harry, "How is it, are you satisfied with the photo you just captured?"
Harry: ...
The whole atmosphere is weird. Why does it feel like sitting on the warm and comfortable sofa of "The Oprah Show" for an interview? Is this normal?
Harry was in a trance.
Anson didn't mind Harry's silence. He picked up a bag of potato chips, opened it, and dropped two chips into his mouth. "Today is a rare good day, right? A good day for taking pictures. So. "How long have you been hiding in the closet? Fifteen minutes? It's really a chore."
Involuntarily, Harry took a sip of water again and relaxed his nerves a little.
Anson's unhurried and gentle tone continued, "With such hard work, what kind of photos do you need to take to repay the whole day's hard work? Did you know that Peter is also a photographer, and he worked hard to take pictures of those without people. Exclusive photos that can be found, but the newspaper is only willing to pay two hundred dollars."
"God, two hundred dollars."
"So, what does he need to take to win some respect. ?”
Harry hesitated for a moment, but looking at Anson’s relaxed posture and sincerity in his eyes, he spoke naturally before he could think clearly, “You’re wearing a Spider-Man suit? Exclusive photos of the clothes."
Anson showed an expression of realization, "It makes sense."
"Not only exclusive, but also explosive."
One-on-one, it is not Anson vs. paparazzi, but reporter vs. reporter - Peter Parker tried to become a photojournalist, and Anson completely put himself in the shoes of the paparazzi in front of him. Being on the same side, not even interviewing, but communicating with colleagues, the whole atmosphere naturally becomes different.
"But, didn't you watch today's shooting scene? It has nothing to do with Spider-Man. Peter does not need to wear a suit, and there is no one in the RV."
Everything is very natural.
Harry was involved, "Who knows, maybe just like Superman, it looks like a suit on the outside, but underneath it is a suit. Maybe Spider-Man is the same?"
After grumbling and complaining, Harry himself knew that it was unlikely, so he dropped his shoulders and sighed softly.
"I know, I know. So I just have a little hope."
"But it doesn't matter if it doesn't, photos of Anson and Kristen's tryst, Anson and James fighting Photos of Anson changing clothes, or photos of Anson having sex with the director, all are acceptable. "
"As long as it's exciting enough, the effect will be the same." Open all possibilities.
Anson did not react in particular, but continued to discuss along the lines of the words, "But Anson is a nobody now, so even if he takes these photos, they shouldn't be worth it."
Harry shook his head repeatedly, "Ha, once you hear that, You know he’s a newbie.”
“Now that Anson has become Spider-Man, his status is naturally different. He can no longer be treated as an unknown person, but as the leading actor in a commercial blockbuster.”
"As long as he is the leading actor in a commercial blockbuster, no matter whether anyone has heard of this name before, he is valuable now."
"And even if it is not valuable now, it can be stored temporarily and wait for time to ferment. It may appreciate wildly in the future.”
"The most important thing is that exclusive photos do not necessarily need to be exposed to be valuable. You can choose to trade. The agents and publicists of top stars are very willing to exchange things for things, to exchange photos for photos, and to exchange secrets for secrets. These exclusive photos Its uses are wider than you think.”
“It can be used as another universal currency.”
Ramble on.
When talking about his major, Harry's speech immediately became fluent, his eyes also brightened, and there was no confusion at all.
As if a senior is teaching newcomers, his words inadvertently reveal his sophistication and sharpness.
Then.
A sudden brake, Harry was stunned.
When he looked at Anson again, his eyes were full of shock and dismay, his brain stopped moving, he couldn't believe what just happened.
Wait, they are discussing Anson, but who is he discussing Anson with?
“You. You!”
Something is wrong, very, very wrong.
It was as if they were conducting an interview, and the positions of the interviewer and the interviewee were not quite right. Of the two people in the RV, he should be the reporter, right?
Moreover, even if the positions are reversed, why does Anson just answer obediently no matter what he asks, and the miscellaneous secrets are just poured out like this. For the paparazzi, this is about the extent of a heartfelt confession. .
Harry looked at Anson blankly, his face full of horror, the chocolate was still melting in his mouth——
So, how did it happen?
Anson noticed Harry's expression, but didn't mind at all. He showed a look of sudden realization and gently raised his chin, "It seems that I am too short-sighted."
Anson took a small step forward. Stretching out his right hand, he smiled like a rookie photojournalist Peter Parker meeting a senior paparazzi, "Look, I forgot to introduce myself. It's really rude, Wood, Anson Wood."
Harry: ...
Confused and confused, Harry also stretched out his right hand, took Anson's right hand, shook hands cleanly and forcefully, and replied smoothly as if he was possessed, "Harry Pacey."
Anson raised his eyebrows slightly, "Pacey? The Pacey from 'Kevin!'?"
"Kevin", this is the most classic scene in "Home Alone", shouting his name in astonishment, and at the same time, a montage shot switches to the scene of Kevin. The blond little guy uses his father's aftershave and pats it with both hands. The face screams at the same time, a clever edit -
Movie moment.
But few people know that among the villain thieves in "Home Alone", the leader named "Harry" is played by Joe Pesci, the Oscar winner for Best Supporting Actor. of.
So...Harry? Pacey?
Is there no association?
(End of this chapter)