Chapter 714 Perfect Camouflage
The young man walked straight forward, stopped in front of the tall figure, looked up and down, and saw that he was dressed in black again, black without any impurities, a black shirt and a black suit, all radiating. A kind of aura that keeps strangers away. If you stand there silently, the surrounding area will automatically clear up.
"If you act like this, don't you make it obvious for everyone to look at you? You are not low-key at all, lest others don't notice your existence?"
Lucas Wood is confused. He changed his tone, put down the "Lucas Wood" sign in his hand, lowered his head and looked around the young man in front of him.
“No luggage?”
As he spoke, he naturally took the young man's backpack.
The young man nodded, "Edgar sent it back. Traveling lightly, it will be easier to escape."
Lucas silently complained, "The habit in the movie is not there yet. Change it and be ready to escape at any time? "
The young man was about to fight back, but he noticed the subtle changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and looked over one after another, quietly looking up and down.
The young man lowered his head slightly nervously, covering his cheeks with the shadow of the front brim of his baseball cap.
"Look, it's all you. You're standing here like Lucifer, an attention magnet."
Lucas faced those eyes expressionlessly, and with a rough glance, all his eyes shifted. When you open it, it’s as if there’s Medusa standing in front of you.
"I stand here to distract everyone's attention."
"Besides, if you are more serious and scary, no one will dare to exchange eyes with you. Naturally, I don’t have the chance to look at your facial features carefully, but I can’t recognize them.”
That’s it.
No wonder it was all dark today.
The young man relaxed a little and pretended to look up and glance around. Sure enough, his eyes shifted. It was clear that they were standing here but no one dared to look directly at them——
This is also a way. , but exclusive to Lucas.
“Actually, there is no need for you to come to pick me up. If you had not shown up, I would have landed quietly by myself and then headed to your apartment without attracting any attention at all.”
Lucas, "Are you sure?"
Young man, "What do you mean?"
Lucas, "Are you sure you won't attract any attention?"
Young man:...
I feel a little guilty, just now He was almost recognized by the girl with short hair.
Lucas was not aggressive and continued with a matter-of-fact expression, "You came to San Francisco and I didn't come to pick you up. If mom knew about it, she wouldn't be able to keep quiet for the next three months."
"Just don't tell mom."
"..."
The young man looked up at Lucas, who had no choice but to give up, "Let's get out of here as soon as possible. , before causing a commotion."
Lucas had no opinion.
The two people left the arrival hall one after another. It was not until they entered Lucas' car that the young man took off his baseball cap, revealing his handsome face——
That's not who Anson is.
The huge success of the pop-up event is a good thing; but it is also accompanied by a serious problem. Anson’s face is already well-known to the whole people, and his recognition has soared, comparable to the same face five years ago. Leonardo DiCaprio of the period.
There is another question, "The wolf is coming".
Although Anson and DreamWorks said that the pop-up event was over and there would be no more surprises in the future; but everyone regarded Anson as a child herding sheep and did not believe that the pop-up event would be like this. Finish.
So, the number of eyes focused on Ansen was still terrifying.
Anson stayed in New York for two days, and his apartment in downtown has become a gathering place for paparazzi and movie fans. Crowds of people gathered around him all the time, making it difficult for Anson to go for a walk in Central Park or have breakfast at a corner coffee shop, even in the supermarket. Nor can he live in peace.
Not only is Anson troubled, it also has a bad impact on others.
So much so that Anson did not dare to return to the main house, fearing that his parents' life would be exposed and they would be involved, and they would not be able to live in peace for a while. Originally, Anson wanted to stay in New York for a while after the promotion period. This Christmas and New Year have been busy and running around, and there are no family gatherings. He just used the holidays to spend time with his parents.
But the situation in front of me couldn't calm down at all.
then.
With Edgar's help, Anson escaped from his shell, left his apartment, and took a plane to San Francisco, where he disappeared temporarily.
Following in the footsteps of Anson, the Woods will also come to San Francisco tomorrow, a perfect vacation for the family of four.
Everything was foolproof, but I didn’t expect that I was almost exposed at the airport just now. Fortunately, Anson was resourceful and dealt with it calmly and calmly, thus avoiding causing a riot at the San Francisco Airport.
Rubbing his hair vigorously, his stiff neck was finally able to relax. Anson was curled up in the passenger seat, almost paralyzed.
Lucas glanced at him and said, "Did you grow your beard on purpose to disguise it?"
The tone was calm, but Anson could taste the smile immediately.
Anson touched the green stubble on his chin, "Don't underestimate this little bit of stubble, they are used to hide people's eyes and ears on the plane."
Lucas did not respond.
Ansen said quietly, "Laugh if you want to, it's not good if you hold it in."
The corner of Lucas's mouth rose quietly, and he was about to say something more, when he turned around and found that Anson had fallen asleep.
During this time, Anson was really exhausted.
Running around non-stop 24 hours a day, whether on the road or in the cinema, even the time to eat and sleep is squeezed in.
Even Steven Spielberg couldn't stand it and suggested that the second half of the flash mob activities be adjusted, either simplifying and reducing the number of events; or he and Tom Hanks could help share the burden. Join the publicity.
Anson refused.
"You are welcome to join. Any time you want to play together, I will not be absent; but this is an idea I proposed, and I have the responsibility to implement it to the end."
"Not only to the crew, It’s also a promise to the audience, I need to show up.”
I finally finished all the promotions. I thought I could take a rest, but I was surrounded by the bustling noise and couldn’t sleep.
Lucas looked carefully and only then noticed the cyan shadow under Anson’s eyes. One look showed that he had not had a good rest recently, otherwise he would not have gotten into the car within thirty seconds. Fell asleep.
Turn on the heat, turn off the radio, and slow down.
As we drove forward smoothly and steadily, San Francisco, shrouded in clouds and mist, became completely quiet, and the noise of the entire world also calmed down.
Finally, Anson woke up from hunger.
Drowsily, half asleep, I looked along the milky yellow halo of the desk lamp. I first saw the side face of Lucas sitting busy at the desk, and then saw the clock on the wall:
Nine twenty-three.
Sit up straight and stretch, your bones making a crackling sound, but you don’t want to disturb Lucas.
Lucas waited patiently for Anson to finish stretching, "I thought you just slept until dawn."
Anson waved his hand, "The biological clock is still messed up, and there is no way to sleep for too long. Besides, my stomach I'm hungry, do you have anything in the refrigerator?"
Lucas looked distressed. The glamor in front of the stage was really not as beautiful as it looked. "Everything in the refrigerator is frozen food. Let's go out to eat. Well, just find a restaurant nearby. You won’t be discovered. There is a restaurant near my house that has really good seafood.”
Seafood?
Anson's eyes lit up.
Lucas burst into laughter, "You wash up and tidy up, and we'll go out."
(End of Chapter)