The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 360 Talking while walking
"Oh, 'Roman Holiday,' Audrey Hepburn and Gregory Peck, classic. But I think it would be 'Notting Hill,' Julia Roberts and Hugh Grant."

"Ah, I know that movie, but isn't Hugh a reporter in it?"

"No, bookstore owner. But I think the photographer is more recent. He loves Julia Roberts and hates Meg Ryan."

"Haha, it's not necessary. I think I can like Julia and Meg at the same time."

"Have you ever worked with them? Julia or Meg?"

"No, but I met them at the Golden Globes and Julia was really cheerful and I loved talking to her, you could feel her energy."

"See, so you're a Julia too."

"Oh, no, no, not really."

Laughing and laughing.

Unknowingly, Winona was involved in Anson's rhythm, temporarily forgetting the existence of reporters and the eager gaze of paparazzi.

Enjoyed talking.

On-site reporter:? ? ?

what happened?

They have all received the news that Winona was in unbearable pain during the catwalk, and even lost consciousness for a time. Some onsite reporters have already taken photos; now, it is their turn to capture Winona's embarrassment and haggardness, and the entertainment of major newspapers tomorrow Competition for headlines is expected to be fierce:
Karl Lagerfeld? Anson Wood?

There is a high probability that Winona Ryder will win in the end. In the field of news, those who can grab attention and create stunts are always negative.

What's the result? That's it?

This is not the picture they want.

Not only is he calm and composed, not falling apart as expected at all; he is also friendly and cordial, with a clean smile and bright eyes that show a good state. Although a slight sickly and tired look can still be seen between the eyebrows, it still cannot conceal the beauty.

Luo Luo stood in front of the media so gracefully that the reporters who were ready to chase and intercept him suddenly braked and stayed in place.

One or two heads full of question marks.

And, that's not all.

Anson and Winona were not in a hurry to leave, taking their time, but obviously, they had no intention of stopping because of the reporters. Amidst the flashes and calls from the audience, the two people were talking and laughing. Stroll away——

Yes, walking.

on site:? ? ?
Generally speaking, the Fashion Week site is crowded with people. Not only are every show surrounded by media on three floors, especially the Chanel show; but the square near the Louvre is also full of spectators. guests, busy buyers and passers-by who came to join in the fun.

Considering this situation, important guests often get in their cars directly after leaving the show, enter their vehicles, and leave the scene quickly.

Just like the award ceremony, the moment when you can really get up close and personal with these important guests is just a short journey in and out of the red carpet.

However, Anson and Winona did not get in the car. After leaving the security guard at the scene, the two people continued to move forward like thousands of other spectators. They naturally integrated into the scene and chatted while moving forward, as if they were really in front of them. Just come and see a show.

Is this normal?
Click, click, click, click.

The flash followed closely, but the reporters' conditioned reflex was to keep up, like a big tail, following sparsely behind the two people, continuing to pursue the strategy of interception, but slowly and slowly, the reporters stopped, and the artists should I got on the bus but why haven't I got on yet?
When I regained my composure, I realized that they had already left the Chanel show.

How to do?
There are two choices in front of me. Return to the show and continue to shoot other guests as originally planned. Follow Anson and Winona to see what is going on.

That is, during a brief hesitation, someone took action——

paparazzi.

Some people say that the difference between paparazzi and reporters is that paparazzi are everywhere and follow you around the clock, specializing in breaking secrets.

In fact, that is not the case, at least it is not accurate. The core of paparazzi is to use any means necessary, and round-the-clock surveillance is only one of many methods. Other means include but are not limited to rummaging through trash, breaking into homes, intruding computers and other illegal activities. More importantly, they will anger the target of their tracking.

If the person being tracked cannot control his rage and beats the paparazzi, to the paparazzi, this is a victory and the news they want comes out.

Just like before my eyes.

The paparazzi quickly caught up with them. Their daze was short-lived and their surprise was short-lived. They quickly reacted and surrounded Anson and Winona again like wolves.

then.

Attacks like a hyena.

Camera lenses attacked one after another, one after another sticking to the faces of Anson and Winona, as if they were preparing to stuff the camera into their pores. The lens became a weapon, creating an incredible sense of oppression, and launched an attack from the physical level. , the temperature of the flash and the presence of the lens unreasonably conflicted.

Click. Click. Click.

Every shutter release was like a heavy punch to the stomach, causing muscles all over the body to spasm.

In the face of such a predicament and such a threat, it is not easy to stay calm. Therefore, not only artists, but also reporters from other media disdain the paparazzi's despicable methods. This has no journalistic ethics at all, and it even violates the law. To provoke and provoke the other person.

Imagine if Winona collapsed at this time, or if Anson threw a punch, then the style of fashion week would be easily snatched away by these news, and then there would be a carnival party for the media.

Does anyone care about the truth?

Airtight siege, sinister provocations and bayonet-scarred attacks.

No, no one cares.

Even if they know the truth, people who eat melons will laugh and say sarcastic remarks, "You can't hit someone even if you are provoked", "You will lose anyway if you attack", "Public figures should take care of their own image", Bah bah bah.

Only when you are actually at the scene, only when you are really in it, can you feel the sharp edges of those fists that hit the flesh, cutting the skin bit by bit, and the smell of blood filled the air.

"Winona, do you have anything to say in response?"

"You already knew that, right?"

"Are you prepared to condemn him?"

"Winona, what's your relationship with Anson?"

"Are you dating?"

"So, is this your response?"

"Were you and Anson before or after? Can you stretch the timeline?"

"Do you think this is your fault? Have you reviewed yourself?"

"Anson, do you know you have become the third party?"

Fighting in close combat will lead to bloodshed.

The bustling sounds intertwined and collided with each other sharply, like chalk crossing a blackboard, squeaking on the eardrums. The entangled language was dismantled and divided into scattered syllables, scrambling to try to tear open the eardrums. Drill into blood vessels and brain.

The world was spinning.

When Anson's popularity collided with Winona's news, all the paparazzi in front of them lost their minds. One by two, they opened their mouths and bared their teeth and claws in an attempt to tear apart the two people in front of them and swallow them alive. The scene at the Louvre broke out Incredible energy, the air began to burn fiercely——

Paris is burning.

(End of this chapter)