While everyone on the West Coast is busy discussing the next coping strategy, on the East Coast, the time is approaching evening.

After the last class of the week in the afternoon, Jennifer Raybould drove back to New York.

New Haven, Connecticut, where Yale is located, is just over a hundred kilometers away from New York, and Jennifer's home is also in New York. Instead of rushing back to her home on the Upper East Side, the girl drove to an apartment on the Upper West Side, on the other side of Central Park.

There lives a friend of my father's, Robert Iger, who is currently working as vice president of production at ABC Network.

Parking on the side of the street, Jennifer leaned on the steering wheel and reorganized her thoughts, rethinking the events of the past week.

Those hateful people, how can they judge him like that.

Although she had not personally experienced the filming of "Lola Run", she could feel how seriously he had prepared for his film by just a glimpse of him when she visited his apartment in Montana.

Also, from the first meeting to the last Sundance Film Festival, there are too many details when he gets along several times is enough to prove his talent.

"Lola Run" was definitely done by him himself.

It's just that those people are unwilling to explore the real truth, but will only speculate and accuse him out of thin air.

What an incompetent bunch of people.

On Wednesday, she plucked up the courage to call him and express her support and trust.

It's just that the whole thing has continued until now, but it has not cooled down at all, and she naturally has a premonition of the conspiracy element in it, so she wants to help him even more.

Mom and Dad, like his uncle, are well-known barristers in New York, and if he wants to sue those who slander him, she can help. It's just that she understands that he doesn't need her own help in this regard.

As for the rest, she can't help him, what can she do as an ordinary girl?

Then, this morning, when she saw an article questioning that he hadn't studied systematically and therefore couldn't have done the soundtrack for Lola Run, she suddenly thought of the videotape she had recorded when they first met in Venice Beach.

So I quickly found it out, and I quickly had a plan in my heart.

Taking another deep breath, she picked up the backpack on the passenger seat, pushed the door and got out of the car. Take three or two steps up the steps of a roadside apartment and ring the doorbell.

The door was opened by a middle-aged woman in her thirties, who saw her standing at the door, smiled a little unexpectedly and let her in, and said, "Jenny, why did you suddenly come here?"

"I'm sorry, Susan, I'm still bothering you at this time," Jennifer hugged the woman named Susan in front of her, and said, "But Bob and I are on the phone, and it only takes a moment." ”

Susan Iger shook her head unmindingly, walked into the living room with Jennifer, and beckoned her two daughters, Catherine and Amanda, who were watching TV, to greet her, and explained, "Bob has just come back and is changing, you wait a minute." By the way, I just brewed the coffee, let's try it together. ”

"Thank you, Susan. ”

Jennifer nodded, watched Susan walk away, and smiled and greeted the two eleven or twelve-year-old girls. Since my parents are very good friends, we all know each other.

After waiting patiently for a while, Jennifer was chatting with Susan over coffee, when a middle-aged man with elegant black hair came downstairs, it was Robert Iger.

When Robert Iger saw Jennifer, he took two steps forward with a smile, gently hugged the girl who stood up, and said, "Jenny, what's the matter with calling me?" Also, did you come back at this time and tell your parents?"

"I'll go back later," Jennifer was a little embarrassed to hear Robert Iger's question, but said anyway, "Bob, I want you to do me a favor." ”

With that, Jennifer had already taken out a box of videotapes from her backpack.

When Robert Iger's family saw Jennifer's movements, they were a little confused, and just waited for her to continue.

Jennifer raised the videotape in her hand, thought for a moment, and asked, "Bob, do you have a video recorder in your study?"

Robert Iger shook his head suspiciously, and Susan Iger saw the situation in front of him, and roughly felt that he understood something, and took the initiative to say, "Jenny, we have it in the bedroom, and we can go there to see it." ”

Jennifer listened to Susan's tone and realized that she must think that this tape was some kind of scandalous or something, so she quickly shook her head, pointed to the video recorder in the living room, and said with a smile: "It's okay to play it here." ”

Robert Iger's youngest daughter, Amanda, heard that the video was going to be played, and immediately became interested, stepped forward and snatched the tape from Jennifer's hand, and said, "I'm coming, I'm coming." ”

Both Mr. and Mrs. Iger knew that Jennifer was a very measured girl, and seeing that she did not stop her little daughter from snatching the tape, they sat down on the sofa together, smiling and waiting to watch the contents of the tape.

After a while, pressing play, Amanda stepped aside.

The first thing that appears on the TV screen is a stall selling all kinds of hanging accessories, and the camera seems a little careless, and you can faintly hear someone talking next to you, mixed with the sound of loose guitars like tuning.

Then, as a male voice said, 'Wild Bees Fly, to Jenny,' the sound of a swift and rapid guitar immediately flowed from Robert Iger's home theater, which sounded great.

Because at some point, everyone around them instantly fell silent, and the sound of the guitar at this time appeared pure and clear, with a certain mysterious attraction.

Although she had revisited it countless times, Jennifer listened to the tune coming out of the stereo, and her face still showed a faint sense of satisfaction. Robert Iger also raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Jennifer in surprise and a little puzzled.

Susan Iger asked directly: "It's too hard, Jenny, who is this?"

Before Jennifer could reply, the camera on the TV screen had already turned and quickly focused on a big boy holding an acoustic guitar.

The image quality of the super 8mm film is still good, so when a certain figure appeared in the shot, Susan Iger and the two little girls were still a little puzzled, but Robert Egger's eyes instantly narrowed.

Jennifer withdrew her attention from the TV screen, glanced at Robert Iger, noticed the change in his expression, and suddenly felt a little more certain.

The tape is not long, only about five minutes.

However, when the crazy performance on the TV screen ended, Robert Iger's youngest daughter, Amanda, immediately exclaimed, "That's cool, Dad, I want to learn guitar too." And, Jenny, is this your boyfriend, can you let him call me?"

Amanda said this, and Robert's eldest daughter, Catherine, also turned her head to look at her parents with a hopeful gaze.

Susan Iger finally reacted at this time, but still felt a little incredulous, and said, "This boy, like, it should be, is that Simon Westeros?"

Jennifer smiled and nodded.

Robert Iger was already thinking about it.

Why is there so much media chasing Simon Westeros' news this week? The reason is simple, because Simon has a strong social profile, which leads to higher newspaper sales and TV ratings.

However, as the core of this incident, Simon Westeros has never directly reacted to the heated discussions in the media, which has to be said to be a pity.

Correspondingly, whether it is a fan of "Lola Run" or an ordinary passer-by audience, due to Simon Westeros's avoidance of the media, he is also destined to be very interested in media information directly related to him.

This is the case that such a cassette of Simon Westeros' amazing guitar skills has suddenly appeared, and it can respond to many media doubts about Simon Westeros during this time.

So, what would happen if it was played on a television network?

After thinking for a moment, Robert Iger got up, walked over and took out the tape, held it in his hand, and then turned his head to look at it, and said, "Jenny, what do you want me to do?"

Jennifer also stood up, looked at Robert, with a rare firmness in her eyes, and said, "Tomorrow, Good Morning America." ”