The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1262 Superstars
Recording is imperative.

The waves and impact created by the song "Another Light" and the performance at the Grammy Awards ceremony far exceeded imagination. Anson also understood that the significance of this single had exceeded ordinary definition, and he had no reason to miss the opportunity.

The crew can't postpone it either.

On the one hand, Anson didn't want to keep the crew waiting; on the other hand, they couldn't leave any clues behind and use them to provoke the academy.

Second, the scheduling conflicts are really tricky.

However, in such a difficult situation, Anson's background and ability in handling trivial matters in his previous life were precisely demonstrated.

Went to Memphis to record "Another Light" and invited Reese Witherspoon to the recording studio to observe and experience it, helping Reese adapt to the role of June Carter.

On the surface, Anson went to Memphis to shoot "Walk with the Song", and everything went according to plan; secretly, Miles and his team arrived in Memphis secretly to complete the recording.

Advancing on two fronts simultaneously, achieving multiple goals at one stroke.

Everything, keep it confidential.

Whether it is the recording studio or the crew, all of them are trustworthy confidants who ensure that no news leaks out.

However, Anson was clear-headed, and he did not expect that the matter could be kept strictly confidential and the college could be kept completely in the dark from beginning to end.

This is impossible.

The academy mentioned here is not a person, but a concept, a group of people spread across every corner of Hollywood. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. What happened in Memphis will sooner or later reach the ears of Hollywood. These things cannot be hidden in the dark forever.

What's more, even if the news had not leaked, when "Another Light" was officially released and launched, the news would inevitably leak out and could no longer be kept secret.

The key point is still "having a legitimate reason". As long as Anson makes a high-profile gesture and officially joins the crew in front of reporters, fulfills his promise and proves that he did join the crew after the Grammy Awards, then the rest of the matter will be up to Anson, right?

They could easily say that "Another Light" had already been recorded and produced before the Grammys.

Even if the college's top management knew the truth, the complicated timeline and hearsay without evidence could cause divisions within the top management.

Then, Anson would be able to get away with it.

then.

Reese appeared, and the gongs and drums were beating loudly.

"Anson! Anson! Anson!"

Reese kept inciting the staff next to her to shout and cheer like crazy fans, fearing that the passengers coming in and out of the airport would not be aware.

The staff around them had expressions like "Workers have a hard life" and "Workers are human beings too" on their faces, and they were howling weakly. The scene was very funny.

As a result, Reese was the most excited.

Anson couldn't control the corners of his mouth, "Reese, are you... a little too happy?"

Reese, "Happy, are you? No, no, no, it must be your imagination."

However, those lively eyes clearly showed another meaning:
How could I miss the chance to play a trick on those old school nerds in the academy? You don't know, they called my character in "Legally Blonde" Barbie, haha, now look who is Barbie!

Clearly, Reese is seizing the opportunity to retaliate.

"Anson, ahhh, the most handsome man in the universe!"

Reese was there, imitating a crazy movie fan girl and screaming wildly, and she even lifted her heels and looked shy on purpose.

When placed next to it with the faces of people who look hopeless, it is very funny.

Looking left and right, the passengers coming in and out of the airport seemed exceptionally calm. Watching this scene was like watching a circus performance. The huge and sharp contrast made people want to dig a hole in the ground and disappear immediately.

Last night in Los Angeles, Anson was still standing on the stage of the Staples Center enjoying the cheers and applause.

Today, in Memphis, they are like a wandering circus, and no one cares about them. Anson laughed dumbly and spread his hands, "Now I finally understand why psychiatrists are the most popular in Hollywood."

Reese's eyes widened, "Why?"

Anson, "One second you are surrounded by applause and cheers as if you own the whole world; the next second you become a clown in everyone's eyes. Facing those eyes that don't recognize you is torture enough, but facing the silence of the night alone is the real torture."

"God, I'm beginning to believe that I might need a psychiatrist to put a Band-Aid on my heart."

"Haha." Reese laughed directly. "When you admit this frankly, you don't need a psychiatrist, because those who seek out psychiatrists often refuse to admit this."

"like me."

Reese made a face with her neck tilted and tongue stuck out, which was very funny.

With a lot of laughter, Anson arrived in Memphis smoothly under Reese's welcome. A group of people came forward to help, but they found that Anson only brought a suitcase, and the huge team brought by Reese was of no help.

Finally, they took away Noah's only job.

Noah:? ? ?
He looked down at his empty hands and rushed forward quickly.

"That's my, uh, my job..."

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Anson and Reese followed behind, chatting as they walked.

Reese was complaining that Anson came empty-handed and did not bring ten or eight suitcases to show off his superstar status. Fortunately, she had the foresight to bring more than thirty people to pick him up at the airport to show off her status.

Then, not far away, someone cheered excitedly.

"Anson! Ansonaaaaaaaah!"

Anson looked in the direction of the voice and waved.

As a result, that person went crazy, “Ahhhh, ahhhh.”

Jumping and cheering, his joy and happiness could be felt without words, so much so that other passengers in the arrival hall also burst into laughter.

At this moment, one by one, they couldn't contain their excitement and waved to Anson.

Standing at the exit, a man was pushing a wheelchair. Sitting in the wheelchair was a white-haired old man who looked to be in his seventies.

The suitcase at the man's feet was open, with items and things scattered all over the floor. He was rummaging through it anxiously, looking up at Anson from time to time.

"Hey, hey...Anson, wait, please."

Seeing Anson approaching, the man ignored his suitcase, stood up, pushed the wheelchair, and called out anxiously.

The bustling entourage in front formed a barrier between Anson and the other party, but Anson still stopped and motioned for them to make way.

The man didn't wait for Anson to come forward, and continued to shout incoherently and stutteringly.

"Anson, last night's show was...wonderful, amazing, I mean I loved it so much, and so did my mom, we were stuck in Denver for the whole night, but we watched the whole show, and my mom was able to hear it, really."

He kept talking on and on for a long time, but no one knew what he was talking about.

However, Anson understood and he smiled at the man.

"Thank you. I think Miles and the others will be especially happy to hear this."

His sight finally fell on the white-haired lady.

Anson squatted down and looked intently into the lady's drooping eyes.

"Ma'am, hey, I'm the lead singer of the band August 31st. Thank you for appreciating our performance. It is undoubtedly our honor."

(End of this chapter)