Was there any news that happened last night? Why didn't he hear anything at all? Why did journalists suddenly show up on his doorstep? The "Good Night, Good Luck" campaign only started today, did the reporters come too early?

George looked at the crowd in front of him, a little caught off guard, and after a rough look, there were at least a hundred reporters crowded within the line of sight, not including the blind spots that were not seen, such a scene is really too exaggerated, even Brad Pitt's "cheat door" does not have such a lineup. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

George habitually tugged at the corners of his mouth, showing an elegant smile, wanting to make a joke, but his eyes were attracted by the postman in front of him, and he was a little stunned for a while. The postman appeared in the midst of a crowd of journalists? Such a scene is really too weird, and there is a kind of absurd joy.

The postman looked a little flustered - any ordinary person suddenly surrounded by more than a hundred people, it was difficult to think of not panicking, standing still at a loss, every detail of his body was written with his desire to flee, but he had to stand in the aisle of the door, and wait patiently.

When the postman saw George, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he rushed forward in two big strides, just before George had time to see him. In a moment's astonishment, the postman had already swiftly handed out the envelope, "Mr. George Clooney? Although George was a little surprised, he still kept a smile and nodded, and just wanted to tease, but the postman interrupted directly, "This is your court summons, please sign for it." ”

George's gaze fell on the envelope and paused, "So this is a Halloween joke?" ”

In normal times, this sentence would inevitably cause the reporters to burst into laughter, but at this time there was silence. George couldn't help but be a little flustered, he raised his head and looked around, the reporters' eyes were obviously full of anticipation, which meant ...... The journalist knew something he didn't know.

So, what's going on?

George took the envelope, and under the burning gaze of the postman, he quickly signed, and wanted to say one more word to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't want the postman to give no face at all, so he turned around and left, which made George a little embarrassed and a little annoyed.

The crowd moved out of the way, allowing the postman to walk briskly, then closed again, moving closer and closer in George's direction, and a pair of burning eyes fell on him, as if at any moment his clothes could be burned to the ground.

George knew he could choose to run away because the subpoena was also his personal privacy, and if he refused to disclose the information, the reporters could not do anything about him. But George was reluctant to run away.

First, "Good Night, Good Luck" is now like a rainbow, and today is about to launch the college public relations, he doesn't want to show weakness, this is the moment when he is proud of the spring breeze, even when "Ocean's Eleven" won the box office victory, it can't be compared; Second, he could feel that these reporters had come for this summons, and although he didn't know why, those wolf-like eyes would never give up, and he could run away now, but he couldn't stop the situation.

Therefore, instead of running away in embarrassment, it is better to face it calmly, which is a good thing for his image and for the college's public relations.

"Phew, no matter who the prankster is, he's succeeded this year." Still with that calm smile, George joked that the so-called subpoena was part of a Halloween prank. However, the smiles in the eyes of the reporters on the scene made George feel very uncomfortable, because it was not a smile of approval, but a smile of ridicule and mockery.

Lowering his eyes to hide his emotions, George quickly opened the envelope and skimmed through it at a glance, and then George's eyebrows became uncontrollably tangled - even if his internal strength was as deep as his, he could barely hide the tsunami in his heart at this time, and George even had to read the contents of the summons again seriously, as if he was a complete loser.

Reims! It's Lance! It was actually a summons for Lance to sue "Good Night, Good Luck" script plagiarism and infringement!

Crazy, Lancelot-Strello must be crazy! That mad man! A mad dog that spreads the virus everywhere after losing his mind! The neuropathy that desperately wants to die and the net is broken!

If Lance were standing in front of him at this time, George was not sure if he would lose his mind and throw his fist at Lance, throwing his elegant image out of the clouds; But even when Lance was not in front of him, George's fists still tightened uncontrollably, and when they tightened again, the muscles all over his body tightened to the extreme, and the summons had been pinched and trembled slightly, as if it would explode in the next moment. Years of self-cultivation reached the brink of collapse at this moment.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath...... Go/take a deep breath! He was going to gnaw off Lance's flesh and blood little by little with his teeth, so that Lance could feel the extreme pain of not being able to survive and not be able to die! Take a deep breath, he has to take a deep breath, if the image collapses at this moment, it will really be a failure.

For the first time, George found it so difficult to draw the corners of his mouth, and the simplest facial expression, a smile, consumed almost all of his strength at this time.

Raising his head, George faced the reporter with a smile, and then chuckled twice with a "hehe", "So, you all know?" I'm the only one in the dark? George felt like his nails were about to dig into his palms, and he tried to respond with all his strength to maintain his grace at the moment, but it was so difficult. Damn Lance, he's going to shred that bastard to pieces! "Can anyone come and tell me what the hell is going on?"

George won't take a stand easily, because he doesn't know what the situation is, he doesn't know what Lance has revealed, and he doesn't know what the reporters know, and if he acts rashly at this time, he may blow up his cards.

"Lance has officially filed a lawsuit in court for plagiarism and infringement of the script of 'Good Night, Good Luck'!" One reporter shouted, "So, that's a court summons?" Although it was a question, it was affirmative, and it was another humiliation for George, as if his character had been greatly questioned.

"Haha, that's funny." George's laughter was very dry and extremely difficult, he only felt that his lungs were about to explode, but he had to suppress his emotions, "I think there must be some misunderstanding between me and Lance." I don't know what he said to you, but as we all know, we're good friends, and always have been. From the preparation to the release of the work 'Good Night, Good Luck', we have been communicating all the time......" The foreshadowing of the previous period finally worked, "So, there must have been a misunderstanding between us, I really don't know what he said to you......"

George has always ambiguously avoided the point, fooled reporters with clichés, and will not make any point until the matter becomes clearer.

Lance didn't say anything. The reporter's voice rose again as George repeated the same words twice.

George shrugged his shoulders lightly, "Exactly, I'm sure Lance must have a hard time." This sentence seems meaningful, "We need to communicate well, and when the misunderstanding is resolved, we will inform you as soon as possible." George played the game of avoiding the focus, and he was perfect.

"So, you're saying you didn't plagiarize Lance's script anymore?" But the reporter clearly won't let George go easily.

George folded the summons one by one, and the seemingly slow and logical movement contained great power, as if he could tear the paper apart at any moment, "Huh. George smiled awkwardly, after all, he had not been in politics, and it was inevitable that he would be a little flustered when he encountered such an emergency, which revealed his true emotions in his heart, but he quickly covered it up, "I will communicate with Lance well, and then tell everyone after the communication is over." ”

It's still a set of tai chi, bypassing the core problem.

After saying that, George slipped the summons into his suit pocket and stepped forward, "I need to go to work now, please give way." ”

Because of George's actions, reporters suddenly surged and began to flock forward, "George, did you really plagiarize", "Is what Lance said true", "Did the inspiration and first draft of the script come from Lance", "Do you have nothing to say in the face of such a scandal", "Is it because of Lance that film critics have received rave reviews for this work", "So in the process of directing, did Lance also contribute"......

The problem was like a storm, falling wildly, so that George had no room to breathe at all, he only felt like a canoe of destruction in the stormy waves, he could not help himself, he could only follow the ups and downs of the waves, the waves continued to smash his head and face down, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Twenty yards away, George walked for fifteen minutes as if he were wading through mountains and rivers before he got into his car with difficulty. George had his hands on the steering wheel, he couldn't vent his rage, he had to flee the scene now, and then calm down and think carefully about what was going on and how he should respond.

Due to the previous precautions, he still has many options, he can put the blame on Diorama Pictures, he can also put the blame on Lance, and even tear his face with Lance and sue Lance for framing ...... Anyway, Lance didn't have any evidence, and he did participate in the creation of the script in the first place.

If Lance thinks that this can break him, then Lance is too naïve. He won't admit defeat, he will never admit defeat easily! He wouldn't have buried everything he had created with his own hands! If Lance wants to go to war, then he will be with him to the end!

However, this time George seemed to have miscalculated, and before he could catch his breath, the second wave of attacks had already arrived. (To be continued.) )