The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 48 The real surprise
"what!"

In the darkness, a scream pierced the sky, tearing apart the tranquility and tearing apart the night. The hot and dazzling golden sunlight poured down like a waterfall. Large swaths of gorgeous light squeezed hard into the newly opened eyes and tried to fill the hazy vision. Every corner of my body felt a twinge of pain, and I subconsciously closed my eyes again.

A splitting headache.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

But at this time, he could no longer care about it, because after the heart-rending scream, there was silence, a silence with no sound or movement. The effect of the scream in front of him became more and more sudden, and panic and uneasiness invaded, and he was instantly choked. Holding his throat, his stress response was immediately activated and he rushed out.

Tread.

A mess of footsteps gathered towards the stairwell from different directions, and then stopped at different locations. With eyes closed, they tried to identify the direction by hearing.

"who!"

Brad let out a lion's roar. Although he was thin, he exuded a kind of vigilance and vigilance. He grabbed a beer bottle in his hand and stood up.

Anson reluctantly opened his eyes and looked down from the second floor. The spiral staircase led to the first floor, leaving a spacious patio with cool air gurgling.

The first thing they saw was the corpses lying in twos and threes in the lobby on the first floor. Apparently they also heard the exclamation, and then they could see some people sitting or standing on the ground and making some reactions, but after waiting for a while, no follow-up was heard. , felt relieved again, and lay back down on the spot.

That scene, when you enter the set of "The Walking Dead" in one second, there is no sense of dissonance.

Then James, who grabbed a facial cleanser to use as a baseball bat, rubbed his eyes and looked up at Anson on the second floor, "Is that that sound, Chris?"

Anson turned his head and looked in the direction of Chris' room——

The door is wide open.

What's going on? Did something really happen to Chris?
His head suddenly cleared up for the most part. Anson took a deep breath, regained his senses, and without hesitation stepped forward and approached slowly. He lowered his center of gravity, clenched his fists, and got ready for a boxing attack.

but!

Just as he took a step, a figure jumped out from inside.

Jumping and jumping, he landed firmly, opened his hands and legs, opened them completely, his face was full of excitement, and his whole body exuded a kind of crazy energy.

"what!"

Scream again.

Anson's right leg side kick, which he had already started, suddenly stopped in the middle of the road——

It's Chris.

The ruthless screaming chicken in front of me is classmate Chris Evans.

With a look of helplessness, Anson retracted his right leg, reached the contact position, looked downstairs, and shook his head at the two friends who were approaching quickly with weapons in hand and lowered their center of gravity.

"All clear."

James relaxed, took two more steps forward, looked up and scanned, and said with a speechless face, "Chris, Jesus Christ, what's wrong with you?"

Faced with James who was in a irritable state after waking up in the morning, Chris didn't mind at all. He used all his strength to barely control his urge to cheer again, but his slightly trembling voice still betrayed his excitement.

"It's done."

"It's done!"

"Oh God, it's done, hahaha."

Brad, who slowly shuffled up, saw that there were still two steps to the second floor, but simply gave up and sat down directly.

"What?" Brad didn't know why.

Chris looked at James and Brad, but finally his eyes fell on Anson. After a pause, a smile completely bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Anson, it's done."

"The ratings are off the charts."

Everyone:...

What's going on?

Why is the whole world spinning?
Why does it feel like there is an alien force in my stomach?
Chris looked at the silence in front of him and couldn't help but become anxious, "'Friends'? Last night's broadcast? Are you some kind of goldfish memory?"

"The ratings results are out, Anson's first show!" James said "Oh", "It seems the results are good."

That's it?

Chris shook his head repeatedly, "Not bad? More than that!"

“It’s completely ushering in a small peak!”

"Anson!"

"Anson Anson, everyone is talking about you right now. God, I strongly suspect NBC's phone hotline is going to be blown up by now."

Anson looked at the excited Chris in front of him, "Telephone hotline, what era are we in, seventy?"

A little joke.

However, Chris didn't mind.

He rushed back to the room with a whoosh, and then rushed out like a whirlwind, constantly waving the newspaper in his hand, like a newspaper boy.

"'The Times', the headline of today's entertainment section!"

"The Times" is an abbreviation.

Throughout North America, everyone assumes that this refers to the "New York Times", and the authority and influence of this newspaper can be seen from the side.

But it's a little more special in California, where it means the Los Angeles Times, and the residents of the City of Angels have their own insistence.

Of course, the "Los Angeles Times" also has such capital. It, along with the "Wall Street Journal", "Washington Post" and other newspapers, are among the few media that can rival the "New York Times" in terms of sales, reputation, and authority. In terms of influence, they are all on the same level.

This time, Anson was half a beat slow, but it wasn't because of his hangover——

How could he forget that this was the year 2000, and the Internet had not yet fully developed. Not to mention social networks that would become a part of life in the future. Many websites that people were familiar with later were still ready to go.

For example, Rotten Tomatoes, an authoritative website that reflects public ratings, was just established last year and is still in the early stages of development.

For example, TMZ, the Los Angeles website that revolutionized the paparazzi gossip industry, is still missing and did not make its first appearance until 2005.

The Internet is still in its infancy.

Nowadays, when people want to know information, know gossip, and want to collect information, the Internet is not the first choice.

This is still an era that belongs to newspapers and magazines.

Print media is king.

If someone wants to know about entertainment gossip or industry news, the "Los Angeles Times", "Vanity Fair", and "Entertainment Weekly" are the best choices.

In the field of professional authority, the status of "Hollywood Reporter" and "Variety Show" in the industry is now even more unshakable, and they have to shoulder the responsibility.

Ratings and box office are no exception. Agents, producers, directors, actors, etc. all have to wait for official reports from newspapers.

Chris, flushed, not sure if it was from last night's hangover or emotion, maybe both, read the headlines aloud.

"Guest guest Anson Wood showed his charm and magic, and the ratings rebounded strongly, creating the second highest score in the sixth season——

'Friends' is gearing up for its sixth season finale. "

Chris rushed forward in three steps and showed the newspaper to Anson, "Anson, look, this is your name, just above the title."

The ink has dried in the sun, and a faint fragrance lingers under the nose. Black lead letters are spread out in front of your eyes. Each letter has no special meaning when separated individually, but after being arranged and combined, it becomes different.

That, is his name.

Originally, Anson didn't take it to heart. After all, he had experienced the Internet era and could see his name appearing on different pages at any time. The weight and meaning represented by the typeface had gradually dissipated in the bubble of the Internet.

However, when I actually saw my name appearing on the headlines of the entertainment section, it was not a virtual web page, but a real newspaper, the Los Angeles Times.

A subtle feeling, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, arises spontaneously.

"...Last night, the latest episode attracted 24 million viewers..."

what!
Twenty-four million!
(End of this chapter)