The most immediate consequence of Theolod being recognized by fans outside the theater was that the entertainment section of the next day was pasted with blurry photos of him leaving with the creators of the musical version of "The Phantom of the Opera", and suddenly the candidate for the movie version of The Phantom, which was still in the stage of rumors and scandals, became a certainty overnight.

And the photo of Theolod himself appearing the next day with Guy Ritchie, who had previously collaborated, also confirmed the fact that the new actor is currently in London.

On the one hand, Marshall, who is not sure of Theolod's true attitude, will only put on a cheeky rogue face and play Tai Chi with the media, on the other hand, Warner, who has not yet signed a contract with Theolod, has also come up with a set of official tones that will never be too full of words to deal with questioning reporters, everything is possible before the contract is signed, and before that, they think it is better to advertise with the name of the actor.

Rich, who was in London because his identity was exposed, complained about his unkindness, and Theorod immediately invited Richie to a good meal the next day without saying a word, which made Richie quite helpless.

"You kid, you used to be filming and living together every day, why don't you only think about eating when you haven't seen you for more than a year?"

"Isn't eating together the best way to build friendship?" said Theolod in surprise when he was questioned by Ritchie. Because if someone is willing to invite him to dinner, then he must have a good opinion of that person, and if that meal is still a big meal, then he must have a good opinion of him. In his previous life, he always invited others to dinner as a gesture of friendship, and the people he invited at that time seemed quite happy.

Theorod probably didn't know that people were happy because it was an honor to be invited to dinner by a giant in the film and television industry, and Richie saw that the surprise on Theorod's face was not a fake, and immediately laughed and said: "Man, isn't it a club to watch football together to enhance friendship between men? Okay, okay, I know you're a foodie and London is my territory, so let's do it, when you're done eating, I'll take you to the game, do you know the Premier League? Today happens to be Manchester United vs. Chelsea." ”

Theolod knew that if he replied "Is Manchester United good and isn't Chelsea a kind of boot", Rich would probably laugh even more imagelessly, so he wisely chose to keep his mouth shut, he thought about his itinerary, and seemed to have a little time to spend with his old friends, so he pretended to be very knowledgeable and nodded.

However, Richie has already seen through everything: "...... You don't know Manchester United or Chelsea. ”

Theolod had to nod apologetically: "I'm sorry, so far I only know Wimbledon, and it's because of Vinnie Jones, but I can get a brief look at these two teams before I go, you know, I have a good memory." ”

"The United States is really a 'football insulator', so you who were born and raised in the United States probably don't know your Italian and German teams? Well, it doesn't matter, I'm not a big fan of football anyway, and I got a ticket from the neutral zone. Recently, because Madonna is pregnant, I haven't been out with friends for a long time, and now I finally caught you as an excuse, you don't want to run away. ”

Richie and Madonna's relationship was so noisy at the beginning that even Theorod, who was on the other side of the ocean, had read in the newspaper that the two of them were together, and it was said that they met at a party last year, and then quickly fell in love, and by April this year, the children were six months old.

Theolod congratulated Richie and took the time to call Nattel, who was staying at the hotel. Nattle on the other end of the line didn't seem reluctant to let Theorod follow Richie to Manchester — a place like the stadium with thousands of people is definitely a high-risk place for a star — but he didn't say much, just told Theorod to be extra cautious and low-key.

He naturally understood this, and he had already prepared a lot of hats and sunglasses when he planned to complete his trip to London in a low-key manner. And the two tickets in Richie's hand are also in a good position, right in the shadow area of the stadium, and the surrounding fans are shouting hoarsely for the team they support, so will they be in the mood to observe who is sitting next to him?

Only occasionally they got up and cheered, which made Theorod, who was sitting in place with a Red Devil scarf, very abrupt. Before entering the stadium, Rich had proposed to buy two team scarves to wear so as not to be out of place with the atmosphere of the stadium, considering that Theorod chose the red color of Manchester United considering his outfit today, and Rich casually took a blue scarf from the Chelsea fans who came with the team to sell his team to neutral fans.

Now the two guys sitting next to each other in the opponent's scarf, and the occasional exchange of heads and ears and cheering for the two teams at the same time has made many fans in the adjacent seats quite puzzling, but fortunately their position is in the neutral zone, if they sit in the home zone or the away zone, it will be a little embarrassing.

At half-time, Theolod was bored listening to the Manchester United fans singing his own songs over and over again to a handful of away fans, the tunes of those songs were quite simple, but the lyrics were quite interesting, almost taking the British cantonese humor and cynicism to the extreme, and halfway through hearing it, Theorod decided to go out and buy buckets of popcorn and milk tea and come back and listen to it again.

"I'm going out to buy some snacks, do you need me to bring you something? coffee or milk tea?" Theorod stood up, pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt over his baseball cap, and looked down at Rich.

Richie was listening to the little songs happily as he chewed gum, and when Theolod asked him, he replied cheerfully, "Help me bring me some hot dogs and coffee, thank you, but you'd better get back quickly, because the second half is about to begin." ”

"I'll do my best, it's the time of the crowds......" Theolod said, tugging at the brim of his baseball cap, and glancing around, he suddenly saw that many people around him were staring at him without blinking, or rather, at Richie, who was beside him. Suddenly, Theolod had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he turned his head to look at the big screen on the field as little as possible-

In the center of the screen, the man wearing a flat-headed baseball shirt with brown sunglasses is especially obvious, so obvious that he can recognize his identity without shouting "Guy Ritchie" with the help of the on-site commentary. It was Theorod, because he was covered tightly enough, he still turned sideways to face the camera, and the photographer who didn't recognize him focused the camera directly on Richie, leaving only a pair of legs to be photographed on the screen.

"What's wrong?" Richie didn't notice what was happening on the big screen and around him—the noise of the stadium masking the movement around him—and seeing that Theolod had been standing still, he looked up at him in confusion, followed by the camera that followed his head-up and flicked at him, and the crowd of onlookers who gradually drew their attention to "Guy Ritchie's mysterious friend".

“…… You've hurt me a lot. The on-site commentator's louder cheers than before made Theolod have to resist the idea of holding his forehead, turned to face the camera, showed a perfect and impeccable bright smile, raised his right hand and put his index and middle fingers together in front of his forehead, nodded slightly and made a rather handsome and casual salute, and sat back on the spot.

Richie finally realizes that he and Theorod have been caught on camera by the roving camera, and he waves at the camera, and then awkwardly says sorry to Theorod.

“…… Theolod Lecht, a talented actor who won the Oscar for Best Actor at the Oscars that ended last month, I believe most viewers have seen the movies he starred in now, and I heard that he may play the Phantom in the movie version of "The Phantom of the Opera". The on-site commentator commented that he is not an entertainment reporter, and he doesn't know much about Hollywood, and as a football commentator, he can do this good.

'I didn't expect him to be here, he's wearing our Manchester United scarf and maybe we're a Red Devils fan. Oh, it's not good, because his partner, the famous director, Madonna's boyfriend Guy Ritchie is wearing a Chelsea scarf, and they can't really quarrel when they sit together and watch this game? ”

Richie didn't have any ideas, he did have thoughts about the crowd of fans in the home stadium. caught Theorod, who covered himself tightly on the big screen, and saw that the hot young actor in Hollywood was still wearing a Red Devil scarf, and immediately shouted that Theorod should sit with them, as for the director with the blue scarf, oh, who cares how your movie went, hurry up and go to the corner and sit down.

And the few fans of the Blue Lions are angry that the biggest Hollywood actor on the set is not the director, and Mr. Rich is back in the arms of the Blue Lions, don't sit with those Red Devil maniacs.

"Hell, how did I just take this scarf in the first place?" Richie grinned and gritted his teeth in a low voice.

Theolod was amused by the straightforward and innocent fans, and he watched the Red Devils and Blue Lions fight with interest, and took the time to reply to Ritchie: "It should be said that why did we choose the scarves of these two teams in the first place? If we were wearing other teams, it probably wouldn't be so lively." ”

"You don't understand, Theo, if we are wearing Arsenal now, then it is very likely that the two teams will fight us together, it is better to watch them find fault with us as we are now, you have to know that our football hooligans in England have never been unreasonable. ”

“…… Why do you sound proud?"

After his identity was revealed, Theolod was uncomfortable watching the second half of the game, and Richie, who was next to him, also lost the nature of this kind of ball game that had long been a foregone conclusion, and the two decided to leave the game fifteen minutes early, considering the blockage that might occur after the end of the game. It's just that although they left the crowded Old Trafford stadium early, there were still many people and reporters who left the stadium early to block in front of them.

Neither of them brought bodyguards or assistants, and could only avoid the crowd in the most traditional form of "hide and seek". With his previous experience, Theolod's ability to evade paparazzi and crazy fans is even comparable to that of an agent who specializes in infiltration and stalking, and he can safely get back to the car without any problems, but that doesn't mean Richie can too.

When he turned around and passed by a group of paparazzi with cameras, but did not find Richie, Theolod secretly screamed in his heart, Richie couldn't keep up, he actually lost him, maybe he was still in a dilemma in that stadium at the moment.

Theolod glanced at his watch, and there were five minutes before the game was over, and it would be even more difficult to get Richie out at that time.

It seems that he can only choose to expose himself and lure away the group of reporters who are blocking the exit. When he first met Richie, he was still a quiet "Sleeping Beauty", and now he has become a little public act trapped in the "Tower" waiting for rescue, and it seems that this child is always worry-free.

With that in mind, Theolod lowered his hood, took off his sunglasses, and raised his hand to turn the brim of his baseball cap to the back of his head. He was just about to go out and attract fire, when a force pulled him back violently, hitting a strong and warm "wall". Theolod was shocked, and he turned his head in astonishment, just in front of a face with sunglasses and slightly curled lips.

"Miss me?" said Nattel, who was pulling him into his arms, smiling with a hint of ruffianism.

"Why did you come to Manchester? Didn't I make you wait at the London Hotel?" said Theorod in surprise, breaking free from his embrace. Dressed in a leather jacket and jeans, Natel was so understated that even Theolod couldn't tell when he had followed.

"Because I knew you weren't going to make people feel at ease, and I guessed it. Natel shrugged, "Let's go, I'll take you back to London, you don't have to worry about Richie's side, I've had my men escort him away." Marshall calls again, and he seems to already know the fact that The Phantom of the Opera doesn't have much budget, so he wants to ask for your opinion. ”

"How did you reply to him?"

"Don't worry, I didn't tell him about you going to the game without permission — but the kid will soon find out that you and Richtech were on TV — I just told him he was ready to sign a contract with Warners. You're going to play the Phantom, right? I knew it from the second time you went to see The Phantom of the Opera. ”

Theolod smiled and said nothing, he sat in Nattel's car, listened to the voice of Natle next to him, and finally felt like he was back in his own world - he was more interested in acting than in the equally exciting football. 166 Reading Network