The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1055: Black-clad Man
Brush brush.

All eyes were focused on Lucas, and Eve and Edgar's eyes lit up.

Apparently, Lucas had a good idea.

But Edgar was still a little worried about Anson's opinion, so he didn't say anything.

Eve, however, had no such reservations. "I think it's feasible."

The air in the ward became slightly stiff.

Lucas noticed Anson's gaze.

Anson doesn't want Lucas to get too involved, and the same goes for the Woods. They have their own lives, and once they are exposed to the Hollywood spotlight, their world may be turned upside down.

But Lucas' eyes were determined. This time things were different and he couldn't just stand by and watch.

Anson looked a little helpless.

Because he knew that even if he objected, Lucas would still insist.

However, Anson still needed to fight for it. "Luca, even if you don't show up, we still have a backup plan, right? Eve?"

Eve's eyes moved between the Wood brothers. Although Anson's eyes were also very sharp, Lucas's eyes could pierce through the face.

Jesus Christ, do they know how thick her skin is? If they can penetrate her skin, then you can see how sharp her eyes are.

In a flash, Eve decided on a strategy, "Indeed, we have prepared a backup plan."

"But," Eve looked at Anson and changed the subject, "We did what we should do, but I can't guarantee the results. Remember what you said, you can't ask James and Kristen to risk their careers for you, and you can't ask other actors to do the same."

"So, we can only guide, but there is no guarantee. We don't know how things will develop next."

"Otherwise, Anson, let's put it this way. You allow me to persuade James and Kristen to make a public statement and stand on your side. Then we won't have to..."

Sorry for the trouble Lucas.

She swallowed the second half of the sentence naturally and looked at Anson obediently.

Anson looked at Eve, "Eve, if Luca is threatening you, you can just make a noise."

Eve: "…meow?"

You look at me, I look at you, especially Eve's clever, rolling eyes, which are very funny.

It was clear from the moment I heard it that Eve was refuting Anson in this way.

Apparently, Eve and Anson have different ideas.

Lucas looked at Anson calmly: See.

Anson couldn't help it, he closed his eyes, thought carefully, then opened his eyes again and looked at Lucas, still finding it hard to accept this situation.

Although Anson knew that it would not be difficult for the paparazzi to expose his family if they were interested, in Hollywood, it was an unspoken understanding to separate the lives of artists from the lives of their families and to avoid disturbing the artists' families as much as possible.

But now, Lucas has taken the initiative to stand under the spotlight, and what will happen next is difficult to predict.

Anson tried to save the situation, "Luca, if you show up like this, it might scare the kids."

Lucas was unmoved. "That's right, this is exactly the effect we are looking for."

Anson, "Is there anything else I can do to stop you?"

Lucas, "Rest well, rehab well, and then play Spider-Man well."

Anson was speechless for a moment, but couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lucas nodded gently, "Be good and listen to me."

Anson lay on the hospital bed with a look of despair on his face, pretending to be dead.

On the side, Edgar was having a hard time trying to hold back his laughter, but Eve didn't give him any face at all, laughing wildly and exaggeratedly until her facial muscles became stiff. ...

At 550 Madison Avenue, the crowds were huge and dense.

There was a great uproar.

In fact, a small group of people chose to leave the scene one after another.

Between Sony Columbia's statement and the suspicion of conspiracy theories, they chose to believe the former. The reason they were willing to come to the rally to protest was because Sony Columbia treated Anson without any moral bottom line. But now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, there is naturally no reason for them to stay.

A small group of fans tried their best to persuade them to stay, but they were unable to convince them. They could be seen with their own eyes turning away in groups of two or three.

Like a sand castle, it inevitably slips away.

Despite this, the vast majority of moviegoers stayed and their numbers were still considerable; but it is undeniable that the crowds shrank by one third.

Perhaps, not that many fans actually left, maybe only one-fifth, or at most a quarter; but gaps and spaces began to appear in the dense crowd, and the visual impact was so great that it created the illusion that the loss of personnel was particularly serious.

The atmosphere was still lively, but one could quietly sense a hint of uneasiness.

It seems that Sony Columbia's official statement has worked, and the situation is gradually turning around in Sony Columbia's direction.

However, it didn't take long before things took another turn.

A man appeared on the stage, without talking to anyone or making any moves, he just quietly joined the crowd and looked towards the Sony Columbia Building.

She was wearing a black hoodie, black jeans, black canvas shoes and a black baseball cap. She was particularly eye-catching in all black. Her long legs, broad shoulders and well-proportioned figure easily caught people's attention.

In just three to five minutes, the discussion spread and soon someone identified the person's identity.

Lucas Wood. Anson's older brother.

Because of the resounding and tough response at the hospital entrance, he became famous overnight and spread among the fanatical fans like a spark.

Now, many people know that Anson has a handsome brother; and this brother who always keeps a low profile has finally appeared in the public eye.

Before him, Lucas appeared again.

After a brief period of restlessness and excitement, confusion and speculation spread among the crowd.

Originally, Lucas was right in front of them, so they could just go up and ask; but Lucas's cold and aloof expression made people retreat. No one dared to approach him easily, for fear that they would be caught in the storm by accident. They could only watch from afar and guess secretly.

Later, some people finally couldn't control their curiosity, and approached in groups of three or five, asking cautiously.

Lucas still had a cold expression on his face. He did not answer the question, but asked in return, "You came here to support Anson, didn't you?"

After receiving a positive answer, Lucas withdrew his gaze and did not speak again. No matter how others asked questions, the iceberg always stood there.

A few little girls were disappointed and turned away in shame.

All kinds of speculation spread among the whispers, and finally it was discovered that there was no need for an answer, Lucas's action itself was the answer itself -

Support Anson.

Obviously, Lucas was not satisfied with Sony Columbia's response; obviously, the seemingly perfect statement actually avoided the main issue and did not directly respond to the problem; obviously, Sony Columbia was ready to shift the focus with a small effort, and Lucas expressed his protest with practical actions.

The news spread like wildfire, from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

The crowd was in commotion again.

Originally, the scene was filled with a sense of uncertainty, trance and uneasiness, and it could fall apart at any time and become a mess. Others left one after another, so that those who stayed behind began to wonder whether they should leave, and were unsure whether staying here was the right choice.

Is it worth it?

But now, thanks to Lucas's appearance, the mood has calmed down again.

(End of this chapter)