“…… Haha, let's wait and see. Saying goodbye to his colleagues, Bradley Adams, still with a relaxed and cheerful smile on his face, returned to his place, turned on the computer screen, and started to get busy again.

Awards season has entered the sprint stage, and the news is getting more lively and vigorous day by day, and for journalists, it is even more lively than Christmas.

As a veteran reporter for The New York Times' entertainment section, Bradley now has at least three articles left unfinished.

One is an interview with Brad Pitt, the recording transcript of the day before yesterday, which has not yet been sorted out; one is an interview with "Hugo", not an interview with Martin Scorsese, but an interview with the entire behind-the-scenes production team of Paramount; and another is an interview with producer Scott Rudin, "Very loud, very close" has become the biggest dark horse of this year's awards season, and it has attracted a lot of attention.

However, after opening the document, Bradley thought about it, opened the web page again, and easily typed the name "Lanley-Hall" into the Google search window. Although he has just finished reporting on the closing ceremony of the Berlin Film Festival, this does not prevent him from continuing to pay attention to the latest developments of Blue Ceremony.

After browsing around, in addition to the chaos and madness of Lan Li's arrival at JFK Airport, the waves brought by a Berlin Silver Bear Award are not even as lively as the news that the "artist" crew met with fans in Boston.

Closing the web window, Bradley's mind flashed and he opened the official page of Studio Eleven.

To be honest, Bradley himself doesn't know why, he has no interest in music, he has no interest in Studio Eleven, and even limited interest in the Don Quixote album. But today, he did just that, and he didn't even figure it out himself. So much so that looking at the official website page of Studio Eleven, he didn't know what he was going to do or what he wanted to do.

Helplessly, he chuckled and shook his head, moved the mouse, and was about to close the page, and then he saw the announcement in the center of the page, and his eyes stopped, and subconsciously, the mouse had already clicked on the announcement.

"To someone,

This is Ranley-Hall. Now, I am here to officially send out an invitation letter to you to my solo concert. This is a private concert, just for one person, and I hope you can be there in person, otherwise, it will be a concert without an audience. I kept my promise, and now it's your turn.

Time: February 16, 2012, 8 o'clock in the evening.

Location: Madison Square Garden, New York.

Theme: A one-man concert.

Sincerely, Lan Li-Hall. ”

Bradley opened his mouth, his face full of astonishment, after a hundred battles, his mind still couldn't turn around, the amount of information was really too much, what the hell was going on?

February 16th, today is already the 11th, to be precise, it is now 9:30 pm on the 11th, they are working overtime, there is not much time left until the 12th, so anxious, so rushed?

Concert, where did this idea come from, now is the stage of the awards season, Jean Dujardin of the "artist" and Georges Clooney of the "descendant" have already vaguely occupied the lead, why did Lan Li suddenly hold a concert?

A certain person, who is this certain person, refers to every fan in general, or a specific person. The problem is, Lan Li is an actor, not a singer, where does he have any fans? Wait, the idea of a concert is really ridiculous, too crazy, Lan Li didn't realize it?

Madison Square Garden, which is enough to accommodate 20,000 people, is also the top and most high-end concert venue in the United States, and is even called a holy place! If it is just for one person, there is no need to go to the garden, but if it is for a commercial performance, there are only four days left, which is far from enough.

Even top popular singers such as Adele, Bruno Mars, Madonna, and Beyoncé, who hold concerts in the garden, must pre-sell tickets at least two weeks or even a month in advance to ensure attendance. In just four days, the attendance rate may be less than half, and the organizers directly lose money to vomit blood.

What has happened in the last twelve hours?

Is this a hype tactic?

If so, then why did he choose to publish it on the webpage of Studio Eleven, the publicity effect on the awards season is infinitely close to zero, he just searched the news, there is no report, not even one, not even keywords, if not, then ...... And what is it for? Is it really just for someone's concert?

But why is it so hasty, even if we put aside the attendance, we only have four days to prepare, which is too rushed? Why was there no rumor at all, not to mention publicity, not even news, even more low-key than "Don Quixote"? Why did you choose this time, the most noisy stage of the awards season?

Don't...... Lan Li is preparing to propose?A concert for one person, specifically for the object of marriage proposal?

If you think about it, this possibility is also full of loopholes. Not to mention that Lan Li's love object is so secretive, no one has been able to catch the clues, the two are about to get married, but now they choose such a high-profile proposal, which is not normal in itself;

It doesn't make sense, everything doesn't make sense.

Each possibility, after analyzing left and right, is self-contradictory, and each situation, placed in the same scene, is inexplicable!

Over and over again, over and over again, Bradley was still puzzled. "April Fool's joke?" That's the best guess, but it's still fifty days away!

Acutely, Bradley's hairs stood on end, and he smelled the unusual, the news. Sitting in his chair, after a moment of deep thought, without much hesitation, Bradley stood up at once, grabbed his voice recorder and camera, and walked briskly out of the office.

The editor-in-chief left the pantry with his coffee and saw Bradley coming on, "Where are you going?" but Bradley didn't answer, just hurried by, setting off a gust of wind, "Hey, Brad Pitt's manuscript hurry up and hand it over to me, it's due today." Bradley's figure had vanished, though, leaving only a swaying gate.

……

Cornell McGregor scratched his head hard, his temper was extremely irritable, and the editor-in-chief had just shot him two more manuscripts, and the gimmick was still not enough. Sitting in his workshop, Cornell clutched his hair tightly and racked his brain to think about possibilities.

In the fierce competition of awards season, it is definitely not an easy task to stand out, and the end result is often not to cause any waves. "Entertainment Weekly" is an entertainment magazine, entertainment to death is the absolute theme, they are not serious news, there is no need to report on the president's speech, the international situation. Fun, fun, fun, that's their only goal.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Cornell quickly typed on the keyboard, and then launched a carpet search, and after nearly thirty minutes of tossing, he still found nothing, but he was still not discouraged, and he did not give up.

Suddenly, he saw a page. He doesn't even remember how he connected to the page, it was just a series of clicks, links, and transfers, but the content on the page was very interesting to him.

The concert, or the concert at Madison Square Garden, is also in the most full swing of the college's public relations during the awards season. Do you still need to think about it? Do you still need to explain it?

Hype, definitely hype, hype of Chiguoguo!

What kind of one-person concert, obviously is to attract fans; what is low-key, what is rushed, is it not to be a/son and to set up a memorial arch, or it is to lose in the public relations of the college, and the donkey skills are exhausted, so he temporarily came up with such a clumsy and stupid plan; what is the observance of the agreement, dog/fart/no work, is there any essential difference between this and last year's high-profile use of "I am fighting cancer" for publicity?

Last year, the "Seattle Expedition" became a laughing stock and a stepping stone, but it also made that guy a good name. This year, he won't make a mistake again, the same puddle, he won't be fooled twice in a row. But that guy must have gotten carried away, and he actually repeated his old tricks, is he already so arrogant that he treats all reporters as idiots?

The others, Cornell doesn't know, but what is certain is that he is definitely not a stupid person.

Cornell can be 100% sure that this is a hype. But the question is, what is the purpose of the hype?

Grammys? That pretentious megalomaniac wants to win the Grammys? It's a possibility, but if it's just the Grammys, it seems too simple, and the Grammys are not a few days away from the voting deadline, so it's not convincing enough, so, after all, it's for the Oscars?

This year's Oscars are in full swing, with Georges Clooney and Jean Dujardin currently leading the way but the competition is still fierce. If a concert can really attract attention and announce the return of Europe, coupled with the prestige brought by the Berlin Silver Bear, there is no possibility of turning the tide of the war.

Next week is the Screen Actors Guild Awards.

All the clues were connected, and Cornell suddenly realized, and slapped the table heavily. He understood, he understood everything, that guy's plan had been seen through by him. Now, all he needs to do is gather evidence, enough evidence, and then nail this guy to the pillar of shame, leaving absolutely no room to turn over.

Cornell jumped straight to his feet, his chair fell to the ground, his desk shook, and everyone in the office looked at him in surprise. But Connell kept his mouth shut, this was a scoop, and he would never leak a word until the manuscript came out, so Connell pulled the corners of his mouth at his colleagues, smiled, and then quickly turned around and left the office with a puff of smoke.

The battle, start now.