Chapter 666

"Damn it, that's mine, Allan!" Mark Ruffalo looked angrily at his companion, the thin Allan Luther with a mustache. Just a few seconds ago, he reached out and took the fries that he hadn't touched and ate happily. He even smirked at him.

"I know it's yours, but you haven't touched it. I thought you didn't need it anymore, so I might as well do you a favor." Allan shrugged and quickly stuffed the fries into his mouth as if Mark would snatch them back immediately.

"You think?" Mark rolled his eyes. "I'm really curious, Allan. Why don't you get fat after eating so much high-calorie food? Or should I order a few more hamburgers for you? "

"If you're willing, that would be great." Allan laughed.

Mark rolled his eyes again, shook his head, and looked out of the restaurant's floor-to-ceiling window. Then he began to nag. "God knows why they let you be my partner, and for a few months … Which idiot said that there are a lot of celebrities on this street? I've been walking back and forth here for almost a night, and I haven't seen a single person. Obviously, I don't have to use the camera today … Oh, why am I so unlucky every time? I can't even touch a little gossip news … "

This man named Mark Ruffalo was about 25 years old. He wore a baseball cap backwards, a few metal chains around his neck, and a big metal ring on his thumb. He looked like a man who played rock and roll. He was a reporter for a tabloid newspaper. Of course, it might be more accurate to call him a paparazzi, but Mark preferred to call himself a reporter.

A qualified paparazzi must at least have a keen sense of observation and be able to distinguish celebrities from the crowd, if not for the fact that they were shameless. Unfortunately, Mark lacked such skills. It was normal to not have any news for ten days to half a month. Fortunately, the threshold of paparazzi was low. Otherwise, he would have been kicked out long ago.

Even so, he was now facing pressure from the editor-in-chief. The newspaper's sales were gradually declining, and the editor-in-chief had clearly told him that if he couldn't get any gossip news, he would pack up and leave.

So this time, Mark deliberately asked a well-informed friend and ran to this street to wait. Unfortunately, after staying for an afternoon and half a night, he didn't get a single photo. As for his partner, Allan, this guy had no special skills other than eating and drinking. Like him, he was a failure among the paparazzi. The only reason Mark tolerated him was that he was the only one who would listen to his nagging and rarely refute or show an impatient look.

"Ah, it's a wonderful night. It seems that we're finished." Coming out of the restaurant, Mark was still nagging as usual. He felt that today's hope was very slim, and he might be fired tomorrow.

"Maybe we'll find big news soon." It was rare for Allen to comfort him, but he didn't take it to heart. "I don't know how many times I've said this to myself, but it doesn't help to improve the current situation. Maybe I should change to another profession and become a reporter, like reporting on the police's investigation of illegal vehicles … Wait!"

Mark suddenly shouted. He stared at the opposite side of the street without blinking. A silver-white Maserati was parked on the side of the road, and a police officer was questioning something in front of the car window. "What happened?" Allan, who was shocked by him, asked.

"What happened?" Alan, who had been startled by him, asked.

Mark hurriedly picked up the camera on his neck, adjusted the focus, and aimed it at the car on the other side of the street. Soon, his hands began to tremble. Mark hurriedly lifted the camera around his neck, adjusted the focus, and aimed it at the car on the other side of the street. Soon, his hands began to tremble.

Mark took a deep breath and put the camera in Allan's arms. "Point it at the woman on the passenger seat! Mark took a deep breath and stuffed the camera into Allen's arms. "Point it at the woman in the front passenger seat! Mark took a deep breath and stuffed the camera into Allan's arms. "Point it at the woman on the passenger seat! Is it Julia Roberts? Is it?! "

"I'm looking. Don't worry." Allan raised the camera and looked at it carefully for a few seconds. "Well, I think, it should be, yes."

"Great! Come here! " Mark excitedly pulled Allan into a nearby alley. Then he aimed at the car, adjusted the focus, and began to press the shutter crazily.

"Did you see it, Allan? He's kissing her! That man is actually kissing Julia Roberts! That's great! We've caught big news this time! " Mark's tone was full of excitement, and his hands didn't stop moving. "Right, do you know that man? He looks familiar. "

"Let me see. Let me think." Allan took out his binoculars from his backpack and changed his angle to look at the car on the street. "It seems … it seems … Yes! That Miracle Director! "

"Which Miracle Director?" As soon as Mark asked, he immediately slapped himself on the head. "Yes, Adrian Kewell, the guy who won the Best Adapted Screenplay Award in March. At the same time, he was nominated for Best Director two times in a row. He's also the youngest person to be nominated for Best Director."

"He also has a series of titles such as Workaholic, Genius Director, and so on. At this year's Oscars, he won Best Actor and Actress for Al Pacino and Emma Thompson with two movies, and he also received six nominations as an individual. I also heard that he should have been nominated for three Best Director Awards, "Allen said as if he was counting his family treasures.

Mark finally realized that his partner had some strengths, but now was not the time to talk about it.

"Well, now we have a title. Do you think 'Julia Roberts Hooks Up with Miracle Director' is better? Or was "Beautiful Woman and Miracle Director Making Out in the Car" better? Oh, God, I'm so excited. I can almost see the bonus check from the editor-in-chief. I think it must have something to do with me going to the church to pray yesterday. Maybe I should go there every week … Damn it, they're leaving. " Mark, who had unknowingly started to nag, suddenly shouted and grabbed Allan to run to his car. Unfortunately, when they opened the door, the silver Sarah Martin had disappeared without a trace.

"Oh! Damn it! Damn it! " Mark shouted in annoyance. "If only we could take a picture of that man entering Julia's house, if only we could take a picture … How much would that be worth!"

"Well, Mark, we've taken enough pictures today," Allan said in relief. He was very open-minded.

"Enough? How can there be more?! "Mark was still unwilling to give up." If I can take a picture like that, I bet it's impossible! The bonus check should at least be doubled! "

"But the problem is that we can't catch up now." Allan spread his hands, his mustache quivering. "So instead of complaining here, why don't we hurry back and develop the pictures and pick out the most valuable ones?"

Mark glared at his partner for a while, then waved his hand and got into the car. "That's right, let's go back now!"

When the news of 'Beauty and Miracle Director Adriaan Go on a Date, Continue Making Out in the Car After Being Questioned by the Police' was published in the Matteville Weekly News, the sales of this tabloid with a circulation of only a few thousand immediately multiplied!

"… We can clearly see from the pictures that Adriaan and Julia were talking and laughing in the car. When the police arrived, Julia deliberately lowered her head, as if she didn't want to be recognized. But after a few minutes, she talked to the police again. We don't know why, but we can be sure that this famous actress from 'Beauty and Beauty' was indeed on a date with the workaholic director. I believe they must have had a good night. After being questioned by the police, the two of them made out again, then hurriedly drove away. Perhaps they didn't want to attract the police again … "

Like most tabloids, this report randomly exaggerated, falsified facts, altered the truth, fooled the readers, and created trouble. For example, the paragraph mentioned above was very obviously hinting at how the two of them had attracted the police.

But if it was just a written report, it would usually only attract people with strong curiosity for gossip. Even then, it was just something that people would forget after reading. The sales might increase, but it could also continue to decline.

But this time, it was different. At the same time, there were several relatively clear photos published in the newspaper. Although they couldn't be compared to the photos taken with a high-powered lens, they were quite good compared to some photos taken secretly.

There were a total of five photos. The first one was Julia with her head down, and Adriaan was talking to the police; the second one was Julia talking to the police; the third one was the police leaving, and Adriaan and Julia were smiling and saying something; the fourth and most important photo, the photographer deliberately tilted the angle so that Adriaan was kissing Julia's cheek, but the photo looked like it was a passionate kiss. As for the fifth photo, naturally, they left after the kiss.

A picture was much more convincing than words, especially in this era without Photoshop. So, after the report came out, it immediately attracted a lot of attention. The mainstream media also reposted it and began to pay attention to this scandal.

After all, although Adriaan had been low-key for a period of time after the Oscars, related news such as starting a new movie related to the assassin in New York, or minor injuries due to an accident with the crew, etc., had never stopped. Although Julia's title of "Box Office Poison" was no longer mentioned, it wasn't too long ago. Moreover, the image of "Vivian" had always been a favorite of many people. So, how could the entertainment media let go of people with great news value?

So they quickly took action. They called the two's agents, inquired about the news from well-informed people, analyzed the news in the newspaper to attract attention, and sent reporters outside the two's house. When the entire entertainment media industry began to rush around for this news, the efficiency of obtaining information was much higher than that of a single tabloid. It was a pity that they were destined to not get what they wanted.