Carefully uncovering the curtains, looking down from the gap, Chris could see the turbulent people downstairs in the apartment, like the vast ocean, uninterruptedly laid out, the parking lot at the entrance of the apartment was blocked. There were at least one hundred and fifty reporters in the battle, as well as accompanying photo reporters and a live broadcast car from the TV station.

God, why does the TV station send a live car? It's really puzzling. Even if the news hotspot is no matter how hot it is, it will never reach such a level. Compared with the news of Michael Jackson's sudden death in 2009, it is nothing like dust. So why are the media so excited?

Each of them had a glow of excitement on their faces, as if...like a shark smelling blood.

Now he is like an injured person floating on a reef. The blood that has penetrated into the sea attracts the sharks, one after another, and then they are constantly swimming around the reef, emerging from time to time. Demonstration, as if ready to **** food.

To make matters worse, the sea is now high tide, the rising tide is submerging the reef, his living space is shrinking, and he tried his best to escape, but the sharks staring at him did not leave him any hope. Even if it's just a trace.

"Chris!"

Someone noticed Chris who was peeping through the curtains, thunder was thundered on the ground, and all eyes were projected in an instant, followed by a silver flash like a waterfall, "Beng! Beng! Beng!", the roar. The resonance of shook the mountain shook, magnificently vented towards the window.

Chris only felt the silver light piercing his eyes. He drew the curtain as fast as he could, turned his back to the window, and slammed against the curtain, as if the enemy outside would come in at any time. But even so, the eyes still started to burn like a fire, and the beating of the heart hit the eardrum fiercely like a drumstick, and the blood was drained instantly.

"...Is this here?...The news is...I shouldn't...should...Who is he...I haven't heard..."

Intermittent and trivial noises echoed in the stairway, and Chris conditioned his reflex to jump up. He tried to comfort himself. This was nothing but a soldier, scared himself, how could the reporters enter the building? Otherwise, the other reporters downstairs will definitely have to squeeze in. They won't stay outside obediently, right?

Chris comforted himself like this and walked carefully to the door, trying to avoid making any noise, completely forgetting that the fact that he was at home is no longer a secret. Put his hands on the door panel, approached slowly and slowly, then put his right eye on the cat's eye and looked out.

At this time, there were at least seven or eight strange faces in the corridor. They all had cameras around their necks. They had no intention of hiding their identities. They were searching door by door, hoping to find any clues to prove the owner of the room. Identity.

Not only that, but Chris could also vaguely see that some figures were heading upstairs, and some figures were coming up from downstairs, continuously, seemingly endless.

They are taking this apartment building.

This thought rushed into Chris's mind, and his whole body trembled as if electrified. The whole person stiffened in place, and then stepped back little by little. The joints were like rusty and stiff robots, and every step was like this. Be careful, every action is so difficult, you can step back a few steps, look back at the window, and then at the door. He suddenly realized that he was trapped, trapped in a jailed place, with nowhere to escape.

It turns out that a dreamy media frenzy can also become a nightmare.

At the same time, Lan Li was also trapped. The vast and turbulent crowd blocked the door of the apartment tightly. Through the windows, only a dense crowd of people could be seen. It was impossible to calculate clearly, from the door to the parking spot. In this short distance of ten meters, how many people have gathered, it looks like one thousand or ten thousand, and only thinks that patients with intensive phobia will directly faint again.

"Len Li, are you sure? Let's not wait for Andy to go out after landing?" Nathan said worriedly.

After such a battle, even Lan Li had a numb scalp. I heard that the reporters were crazy before. It was just news. Now it is happening in front of my eyes, and the shock is beyond words. "Even if Andy comes over, what can he do?" Lan Li's answer made Nathan stunned and speechless.

After tmz's revelation came out, Andy immediately called Lan Li, and then booked the nearest flight to fly directly from Los Angeles to New York. However, the air flight time is a full six hours. What's more, it takes time to travel between the airport and the city. In other words, Andy is unlikely to appear in a short time.

What's more, as Lan Li said, even if Andy appeared with a large security team, it would have little effect in front of such crazy reporters. They all knew clearly that this group of reporters would not give up unless they achieved their goals. No matter what, Lan Li would be interviewed.

That being the case, why not end the interview as soon as possible, and then go to the 11th studio and start working? In Lan Li's view, these gossips are really boring. Instead of spending time here, it is better to concentrate on work. Even if it is a holiday, he will not be trapped in his apartment because he is afraid of reporters, unable to move.

He patted Nathan on the shoulder, Lan Li did not hesitate, and immediately took a step, but he did not expect that after only two steps, Nathan quickly chased him and overtook the front, blocking Lan Li’s. In front of him, he raised his voice and said, "I'll make the road ahead." After speaking, Nathan opened the door of the apartment building.

Whispering, humming, rumbling... A surging hot air rushes over, and countless trivial sounds are mixed together, turning into a distorted and restless murmur, bursting in the ear like thunder; and It’s not the “one click, another click” type, but the first one is not over yet, the second one has already arrived; the second one sounds, and then the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth all swarmed. .

The eardrum was tightened to the extreme in an instant, and it began to buzz, and then all other sounds disappeared, leaving only a group of "buzz, buzz, buzz" echoes, like thousands of bees dancing in the ears. , The close resonance made the blood begin to boil, and I felt a twitching all over the body.

The crowd in front of me was like a giant beast in the vast ocean, and Lanly and Nathan were like a flat boat, bumping up and down in the storm. The beast opened its mouth and swallowed the flat boat and sea water into its stomach. , But did not calm down, but became more and more turbulent, at any time in danger of being overturned and swallowed. The stench, hot heat, and suffocation tightly wrapped every pore, and it was so depressed that it almost exploded. .

"Renley's script Chris lies in the truth of the situation, today's reaction to feelings about the situation roommate"...The fragmented words, scattered in every corner, give people an illusion that countless gods are speaking, flooding the whole world, three hundred and sixty degrees Constantly echoing.

Nathan stretched out his arms as hard as he could, protecting Lan Li behind him, blocking the arms that stretched out. Every part of his cheeks, chest, arms, calves, and even the crotch was hit. The unspeakable pain is like "flickering and shining twinkle" stars, irregular, without severity, without veins, all over every corner of the body.

He was even slapped twice. Of course, the reporter did not deliberately. In such a turbulent crowd, it is almost impossible to control the body.

But Nathan didn’t have time to take care of himself. He kept looking back at Lan Li behind him, then bumped his shoulders forward, using his body’s strength to put pressure on him, he forcibly opened the airtight curtain of crowds and tore a path. , Moving little by little.

Lan Li only felt that there was a wall of flesh in front of him, to stop the oncoming attacks as much as possible, and then there were still countless attacks on the left and right sides and behind him, but the sense of stability like a broken bamboo made the scene of chaos and restlessness. Become relaxed.

However, in such a turbulent crowd, a person's power is in vain, even if it is a man's arm as a car, it is not so tragic~lightnovelpub.net~ So, Lan Li also walked forward quickly, staggered slightly with Nathan, and made concerted efforts. The ground breaks forward.

However, the strength of the two people is still weak.

The pace of pushing forward gradually began to slow down, and the front was still densely packed, with no end in sight. From the entrance of the apartment to the parking space, it is actually about ten meters away, but today they are struggling, and they are soaked in sweat, but they have only gone less than a third. This looks like a long march.

I don't know how the top stars maintain their daily lives? This is simply one enemy one hundred! Later, Lan Li thought of the answer, "Security". The security teams of those superstars are extremely powerful. However, Lan Li is just a second-line and third-line actor, and he does not have enough funds to hire security guards. A smile appeared at the corner of Lan Li's mouth.

During his busy schedule, Lan Li actually still had time to go on an errand. If the reporters knew about it, they would vomit blood collectively.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion right in front of him, and a voice could be heard faintly roaring, but in such a turbulent environment, it was not easy to break through. But the magic is that gradually, gradually, the reporters in front of them stopped crowding and shouting. The restlessness calmed down faster and faster. In a blink of an eye, the scene fell silent.

Nathan and Lan Li couldn't help but stop. There was still a dense crowd in front of them. I couldn't see what was going on right in front of them, but they could hear a shout, "Quiet, everyone quiet down." Even if Lan Li wants to be interviewed, he must be able to hear the question. Get out, get out, what about Lan Li?"

With these words, the crowd in front gradually dispersed and gave up a trail leading to the front. The one standing at the end was actually Roy Lockley.