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389 Strange Goods Can Live

Cliff looked at Brian Barlow not far away. At this time, Brian was talking to the staff of Paramount Pictures' publicity department. For the past thirty minutes, Brian had been exploring the news, trying to inquire about the real reason why "borrowing a knife to kill someone" was putting the premiere in the Los Angeles Theater, and the heavy gimmick of today's premiere. Obviously, Brian didn't believe that Shirley Lansing's old fox would really retreat without a fight, not to mention Lancelot Straylo, who has been in the limelight for the past two years.

He didn't believe it either. l. The starter, but he wouldn't use such straightforward and simple methods like Brian. The "San Francisco Chronicle" has indeed become more and more degenerate in the past two years, and he even used paparazzi methods to achieve his goal. If he wanted to find out the truth, when Lance or Shirley appeared, everything would be revealed.

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, Cliff couldn't help but froze, his eyes were filled with an incredible look, and then he quickly walked up. When he passed by Bryan, Cliff's steps did not stop at all. Bryan also noticed Cliff's movements and couldn't help but turn around. When he saw the direction of Cliff's advance, he suddenly felt happy. He knew that Paramount would never surrender easily.

"Joe" Cliff greeted him loudly and shook hands enthusiastically with an elderly gentleman with silver hair, "Jesus Christ, why are you here? I thought you would go to the Chinese Theater."

The silver-haired gentleman laughed, "I did go to the Chinese Theatre." He looked at least sixty years old. But he didn't look old, but he was energetic and slack. The slightly loose suit and a dark gray dome felt hat were a unique style along with a gentleman's posture from the golden age of Hollywood. "I talked to that old guy Barry for a while, and met George and Steven, and then came over."

"Old guy", who dares to call Warner Bros. CEO Barry Meyer like this, is one of the few in Hollywood. The intimacy with George Clooney and Steven Soderbergh can also be seen.

The gentleman named Jonathanrrard in front of him is a reporter, a senior journalist, and now works in the "Vanity Fair". He has been in the journalist industry for more than 40 years, experienced the golden age of Hollywood, and the glory of the 1990s. Now, the famous "Oscar Night" can be seen in the early stages of his establishment, and he can be seen as one of the few old bones in the industry.

In terms of qualifications, Jonathan is now fully qualified to sit in the editor-in-chief's office to manage the steering wheel of a newspaper or a magazine. However, he has no interest in the editor-in-chief's work and always has a strong enthusiasm for the work of journalists running around the streets. Therefore, he is always active on the front line. Due to his qualifications, connections, and of course, he also has abilities. On ordinary important occasions, the "Famous Fair" will represent him and bring several other senior journalists to attend.

Jonathan and Warner Bros have a close relationship with each other, and they are also friends with George Cruise. Brad Pitt and Matt Damon have also appeared at his private parties. For both public and private, he should attend the premiere of "The Twelve Arhats".

So, when Cliff saw Jonathan, he was not only shocked, but also shocked, and he was a little disobedient.

Jonathan noticed Cliff's uncovered surprise and laughed, "There is no need to worry about the Chinese theater, there will always be someone to take care of. I'm very curious about how this drama should continue here."

As Jonathan said, the Chinese Theater must be very lively. The Los Angeles Times sent a total of four reporters, three to the China Theater and one to the Los Angeles Theater to express their importance to Warner Bros. I believe that the "Vanity Fair", "San Francisco Chronicle", "Us Weekly" and other media are all like this, even the "New York Times" and "Washington Post" on the East Coast are no exception. However, out of curiosity, Cliff took the initiative to take over the work of the Los Angeles Theater.

In fact, for those new reporters, the Los Angeles Theatre is a chore. Not only is the location out of the dilapidated Lower Town, but Paramount is far from being generous as Warner Bros. The buffet and media treatment can be seen. More importantly, the "Twelve Arhats" are full of stars, and the interview is effortless, and the work is easy and enjoyable, not to mention the potential connections.

However, as a senior journalist, in Cliff's opinion, if a reporter job is too easy, it often means boredom, no news value, lack of gimmicks and highlights, and the news that can really sell well still requires conflict and surprises, which is also the reason why he chose the Los Angeles Theater.

Strange goods are awesome, this is the eternal truth of the press. It is not afraid of the premiere of "killing people with a knife" and the premiere of "killing people with a knife" and the premiere of "killing people with a knife" and the premiere of "killing people with a knife" is not afraid of the premiere of "killing people with a knife" and is not even afraid of the premiere of "killing people with a knife" and is not afraid of the premiere of "killing people with a knife" and is not afraid of the premiere of "killing people with a knife" because no matter what the result is, their uniqueness can become the best topic in the media.

Several faces flashed back in Cliff's mind, Brian of the San Francisco Chronicle, Daris of the Us Weekly, Javier of the New York Times and Jonathan in front of him, he immediately showed a ridiculous smile, "It seems that all of us have the same idea."

Jonathan had just arrived at the scene. When he heard Cliff's words, he looked around and then reacted. The smile on the corner of his mouth became more interesting. "It seems that this game has not been played until the end, and the outcome is still unknown."

The Chinese Theater has gathered more than 300 reporters at this time, and the interview lineup is enough to be comparable to the Golden Globes and Oscars. The scene is extremely lively. In addition, the enthusiastic fans who arrived at the scene, nearly 1,500 crowds of people have caused the entire Hollywood Avenue to go crazy. This is not the end, because the actors have not arrived at the scene yet. After the premiere is officially unveiled, the temperature at the scene will only continue to rise. Whether it is in scale or scene, this premiere is incomparable.

In comparison, Cliff, a reporter from the Los Angeles Theater at this time, turned his head and looked at it, and was surprised to find that there were more than 100 reporters on the scene. Although they were completely unable to compare with the Chinese Theater, they were still far beyond expectations. You should know that the neighborhood where the Los Angeles Theater is located is too old and narrow, and can only accommodate up to six or seven hundred people.

More importantly, more than 100 journalists who arrived at the Los Angeles Theatre, two-thirds of whom were senior journalists from various media, even mainstays like Cliff and Jonathan, would undoubtedly be more important and would generally occupy a more important position in newspapers or magazines.

In short, if quality is better or more precise, "quality" is much greater than "quantity".

Regardless of whether Paramount did it intentionally or not, this move was extremely exquisite, opening the eyes of Cliff and Jonathan.

Before we knew it, night gradually fell, the temperature at night began to gradually rise, the entrance of the Los Angeles Theater became more and more lively, and the onlookers exceeded 600 people. The entire block was stuffed, and the grand occasion reminded people of the Miami Beach every spring break. Not only the main street, but even the residential buildings on both sides of the block were occupied. Everyone stood on the balcony, watching the excitement from the window, and in a daze, there was an illusion that they were completely surrounded, as if there were not 600 people on the scene, but 600 people. If the reporter added, the number of people on the scene had exceeded 700, which was 700 people.

The entire block has a tight feeling of balloons about to be blown out, even more lively than the spacious and bright Hollywood Avenue.

At this moment, a black extended Lincoln slowly drove into the block. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then screams and shouts vented and broke through the sky. Due to the narrowness of the block, the two- or three-layer platforms on both sides became natural echo walls, bounced back continuously, stirring up even more surging noises, and put everyone's eardrums under severe tests.

Javier Ulier only felt a strong thrust behind him, but at this time he was no longer a rookie, so he took a small step forward, removed most of his strength, and stabilized himself. He raised his head and saw that the extended sedan was close at hand. Because the block itself was narrow, and there were too many onlookers on both sides, most of them were already overflowing on the street, which made the driving passage even narrower. Now it was like a one-way passage, but Javier did not expect that it was a completely one step away from the sedan, and the distance that could be touched by stretching out his arms.

Javier subconsciously looked around and saw that the audience on both sides stretched out their arms and touched the car close to him with all their might. The whole scene was like hundreds of octopuses fighting in groups, chaotic but also a sense of inexplicable joy. Javier only felt that his forehead was covered with black lines.

The car drove in at a snail's speed, and finally stopped slowly at the door of the Los Angeles Theater. The waiter standing at the door in an evening dress hurriedly walked forward and opened the car door. Then he saw a pair of dark gray suede casual leather shoes coming out of the car and standing on the red carpet.

It is not a formal suit, but a casual outfit of a dot shirt with a knitted cardigan. The coat is a short plum coat of smoke gray. The leisurely but formal home style filled with British afternoon tea, which makes people shine in an instant. It lacks the noble and straightness of a formal suit, but also lacks the old-fashioned and restrained three-piece suit set, more casual and relaxed casual clothes, and also more lazy and comfortable in relaxed dressing. Like the warm winter sun, it hangs obliquely on the bare dead branches, blooming in the shape of plum blossoms, dazzling but not dazzling. I can't help but want to get closer and get closer.

Lance stood on the red carpet freely and appeared at the premiere of "Borrowing a Knife to Kill People". Javier couldn't help but be stunned, and his right hand unconsciously stretched out, as if the man named "Lancelot Strello" was within reach, and he could not control what he approached. To be continued.

ps: Today's second update, it's the end of May. I beg for monthly ticket support, thank you everyone
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