The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1046 Nonsense Public Relations
Harry Pacey hugged his knees tightly, curled up into a ball like a cooked shrimp, and trembled uncontrollably despite using all his strength.

It's midsummer now, why does he feel like he's in an ice cellar?
Damn New York.

He hated New York and he missed Los Angeles.

Wait, what is hidden in the darkness? What's that rustling sound? Harry opened his eyes and tried to search in the darkness.

then.

"Harry..."

The call made Harry close his eyes quickly and the hair on his body stood on end.

All the gods and Buddhas in the sky, no matter who it is, please save this lost lamb. If someone can lend a hand to save him from the water and fire at this moment, he is willing to give everything, he just hopes that all this will end.

"Harry..."

The sound came from far away and finally turned into thunder exploding in my ears.

"Harry! Knock, knock, Harry, it's Colin, open the door."

Harry opened his eyes, was startled, and then he rolled and crawled towards the door, using his hands and feet to grope for it, and looked out through the peephole -

Colin Jones stood outside the door.

A partner of TMZ, a paparazzi specializing in music gossip, and the provider of most of the "Bennifer" photos on the TMZ website.

Harry let out a long breath, "God."

The door was suddenly opened, and at the same time, countless camera lenses swarmed out from both sides, and flashes of light flooded down.

Harry honestly felt like he was going blind.

He had anticipated this scene and closed his eyes in advance, but even so, the scorching flash still swept up the heat waves and hit his eyelids like a torrential rain. The sharp light penetrated the eyelids and stabbed into the pupils. In the endless darkness, he could feel countless spots of light jumping.

And, that’s not all.

The shutter sounds were mixed with a loud noise, hitting Harry's eardrums unreasonably, and every word was squeezed into his ears with all his might. The whole world began to spin at high speed, like a spaceship out of control.

However, there is no time to complain.

Harry grabbed Colin's arm and pulled him into the house, then quickly closed the door, blocking all the stormy waves outside and completely blocking them.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

I don't know how many arms kept hitting the door. The thin door began to tremble, as if it might collapse or break at any time.

But what can Harry do?

He could only lean his back against the door, holding on with all his strength.

Then wait patiently until those demons gradually calm down.

Snapped.

The lights came on.

Harry closed his eyes reflexively and covered his cheeks with his hands, like a vampire who couldn't stand the light, cursing and shouting, "Damn it, Colin, they'll see us."

Colin looked at the slovenly and disheveled Harry in front of him. His wrinkled T-shirt seemed to have been ravaged by sweat several times. His hair, which was as long as a bird's nest, was a mess. His messy stubble stubbornly emerged from under his palm. He couldn't control his complaints after all. "God, a homeless man who lived under the Brooklyn Bridge for a month looks more respectable than you."

Colin couldn't believe his eyes. "Even without the lights, they knew you were in there."

"What's more, even if you hide yourself in the room tightly, like a steamer, and make a mess of yourself, they still won't let you go."

"Come on, Harry, this is our job, you should understand this better. Remember, we always complain about those people who don't know what they are doing, shrinking in their snail shells, just thinking we are laughing at them, and their cowardice and embarrassment are our dessert." "And look at you now, what are you doing?"

Harry was stunned and put his hands down in a daze. There was no light in his deep sunken eyes, his lips were so dry that they began to peel, and he stood stiffly in place.

Colin began to complain heartlessly, "I really should have taken a picture of this and posted it on our website. I'm sure the browsing data would explode."

This attack actually brought Harry back to his senses. "Yes, maybe we should film it. Besides us, who else can have first-hand information?"

Sure enough, it’s still the paparazzi instinct.

Colin knew that Harry would not die, and the paparazzi were another kind of cockroach, "I brought you some supplies."

Harry only noticed Colin's backpack at this moment, and like a man who had been wandering in the desert for ten days and finally saw an oasis, he said, "God, I knew it..."

Harry was about to open his backpack when Colin continued, "There aren't many supplies, and since I also brought chips, I think you may not need to hide any longer."

Harry was about to complain about how Colin only brought so little, but when he heard this, he looked up and said, "Well? I don't see how this can be resolved."

Colin shrugged slightly. "I thought so before this morning."

Harry paused, "What happened this morning?"

Colin, "Sony Columbia released a certificate. Blah blah blah, strongly condemning 'US Weekly' for fabricating facts, blah blah blah, they are innocent, the current accusations are all circumstantial evidence, purely fabricated by paparazzi, they will submit a lawyer's letter and file a formal lawsuit."

"Anyway, it's all nonsense. There's nothing worth discussing in depth. Simply put, they feel they have been wronged and slandered."

Not surprising, this is a common PR tactic used by large companies.

"US Weekly was too hasty. It collected a series of circumstantial evidence and was eager to point the finger at Sony Columbia. It was not as smart as Entertainment Weekly."

As he was talking, Colin noticed Harry's death gaze -

Here is the victim of Entertainment Weekly's crackdown.

Colin smiled. "That's why you are in such a mess, while Sony Columbia can lie with its eyes open."

"Before releasing the official position, Sony Columbia held an emergency board meeting. This incident could damage the company's reputation, and they needed to be more cautious. After deliberation, they released that nonsense."

"But let's be honest, if there was nothing fishy and no concerns, why did the board hold an emergency meeting? There must be something behind this."

Harry didn't care about these. "So what? What does Sony Columbia have to do with me? Can I let Sony Columbia take the blame for me?"

Colin just smiled and said nothing.

Harry looked at Colin's expression, his jaw slowly dislocated bit by bit, "...No way?"

Colin didn't respond directly, but took out an envelope and pushed it in front of Harry.

Harry opened the envelope and took out an A4 paper with seven names listed on it. They were all male actors, and all young actors.

Harry didn't understand and looked at Colin again.

Colin didn't keep the secret any longer. "This was given to me by Eve Wilson. You know Eve Wilson, right?"

Harry interrupted, "Yes, I know, Anson's PR, but why did Eve Wilson give you this?"

Colin, "No, she didn't say anything, she just gave me a list. But the point is, Eve gave us a list like this at this time and at this juncture, obviously not to throw a party, right?"

"So, I did some research and contacted all the actors on this list."

"Guess what I found?"

(End of this chapter)