Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Legendary Bloody Plot
As soon as the game ended, Wang Meng immediately looked for an opportunity to slip away, he really didn't want to deal with those reporters, although the popularity of a player is directly related to the reports of reporters, but Wang Meng is not strong about fame, he did not enter the NBA for fame and fortune.
Sneaking out of the back door of the arena, Wang Meng slowly walked home, today's game is so tired, Wang Meng almost has the idea of lying on the bed and sleeping for a while, after playing the game with the Heat, it is almost twelve o'clock now, the streets of Los Angeles are still brightly lit, and the night in the City of Angels is no different from the day, even better than the day.
Wang Meng walked slowly on the street, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
After coming out of the back door just now, Wang Meng found that a sneaky figure had been behind him, walking hurriedly with a peaked cap. At first, he thought it was a passerby and didn't pay attention, but after walking for a long time, this person was still behind Wang Meng, so this was a bit of a problem.
"What's the situation? Could it be that the crazy fans of the Heat want to get revenge on me? Or are Lakers fans looking for autographs? Wang Meng, who had a rich imagination, immediately thought of the possible situation and couldn't help but pay attention.
That person has been following Wang Meng for a distance, not close, not far, Wang Meng deliberately slowed down, that person also slowed down, just no more than Wang Meng.
"Hey." After walking for a while, Wang Meng finally couldn't help it, stopped and turned to the man and said, "What are you doing!" ”
"Ahh When the man saw Wang Meng stop, he was startled, and cried out in panic: "You recognize me?" ”
"Of course I do." Wang Meng pointed at the man and said as a matter of course: "You have been with me for a long time, just because you want my signature, just give it to you." ”
The man was stunned: "Who are you?" ”
Wang Meng: ""
"Oh, I remember, you're the Lakers' guard who beat the Heat today." The man immediately thought about Wang Meng's appearance clearly, and it was right to think about it, although Wang Meng is not very famous now, but in Los Angeles, such a big yellow man can be recognized by anyone who has watched the Lakers games these days.
"Who are you?" Wang Meng said depressedly: "I was happy for a long time, and I thought someone was looking for me to sign it." ”
"Don't you know me?" The man took off his cap, revealing long blond hair, and the delicate face under the long blond hair.
"Female?" Wang Meng was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the woman immediately showed a satisfied expression, "I don't know." "Just kidding, I, Wang Meng, am also a celebrity, and if I know all cats and dogs, I will lose a lot of money.
"What." The woman's face froze, but fortunately, her good education made her resist the urge to scold. "It's okay if you don't know me, but don't tell anyone you've seen me."
"I don't know you anymore, what are you talking about?" Wang Meng muttered in a low voice.
"I'm in a hurry now, so I don't care about talking nonsense with you." The woman didn't pay attention to Wang Meng and prepared to leave.
"You guys, where is it!" At this time, several people appeared in the place where Wang Meng and the woman had just walked, and Wang Meng looked back and found that these people were dressed exactly like Chinese entertainment reporters, commonly known as paparazzi. "As expected, she sneaked out the back door, you see the person next to her, maybe it's her boyfriend, hurry up and take a few pictures." As he spoke, several people took out their cameras and took pictures of Wang Meng and the woman continuously.
"What's the situation?" Before Wang Meng could react, the woman had already dragged him and ran up.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? If you want to run, you can just run, why pull me? Wang Meng was hurt by the woman's hand.
The woman rolled her eyes at Wang Meng and said, "You think I want to pull you, they have already decided that you are my boyfriend, if they see clearly that you are a player of the Lakers, then I will really be entangled in an affair with you." ”
"Is a scandal a scandal, we have a celebrity in China who said that a celebrity without a scandal is not a good celebrity." Wang Meng said.
"Really? How did I not know? But let me tell you, I haven't had an affair with anyone since I debuted, and I don't want to have an affair with a young player like you. The woman's mouth was very strong, and she did not speak at all forgiving.
"What's wrong with the little players, you still look down on the little players." When the woman said this, Wang Meng suddenly became a little annoyed, he stopped, grabbed the woman and said: "I also told you, I am a small player, but just now, it won't be long before I become the most famous star in the NBA." ”
"Okay, big star, you're amazing, you're okay, can you run away?" When the woman saw that Wang Meng was not running, she was also a little panicked, and said along Wang Meng.
"That's pretty much it." Wang Meng nodded with satisfaction, and then looked around, "But where is this?" "They didn't know when they came to a place where they didn't know where it was, full of bars and cabarets, and all the call girls outside, and it seemed like a lot of chaos.
The woman looked around, shook her head, and said, "I'm not from Los Angeles, I don't know anyone here." On the contrary, you, as a Lakers player, will you still get lost here? ”
"I'm sorry." Wang scratched his head and smiled apologetically at the woman, "I really don't know this place. ”
"It's a nuisance." The woman stomped her foot angrily, "GPS navigation is placed in the car, in order to avoid trouble, the mobile phone was also placed in the car, and now I can't contact anyone" Saying, she suddenly turned her eyes to Wang Meng.
Wang Meng was covered with goosebumps from her eyes, mainly because she was too beautiful, and Wang Meng was a little uncomfortable when he saw it, "What are you going to do?" ”
"Nothing, do you have change?" The woman asked Wang Meng. "If you have something to borrow from me, I'll call my agent and ask him to pick me up."
"No problem." Wang Meng took out a beautiful knife from his pocket and handed it to the woman, "You should be a star, and you should be very famous, otherwise those paparazzi will have no future when they shoot you." ”
"Yes." The woman who didn't know which star it was nodded, "I came to Los Angeles to help a friend hold a Christmas concert, and I wanted to watch the NBA game in my spare time, and I didn't want to be troubled by reporters, so I went in disguise, but I didn't expect them to find out, so I had to run out of the back door in a hurry." ”
"Well, it's clear." Wang clapped his hands, pointed to a public telephone booth not far away, and said, "You go and make a call, I should leave too, it's quite troublesome to go out of this place." ”
After Wang Meng finished speaking, he watched the woman walk to the phone booth, and couldn't help laughing, "This can be regarded as lying down and getting shot, but no matter if she is that star, it has nothing to do with me." Thinking about it, he turned around and prepared to leave.
"What are you going to do!" At this moment, the woman suddenly screamed, and at the same time there were laughter from several men, "It's nothing, there are very few white girls here, come and play with your brothers?" ”
"I'm rubbing! What's going on? When Wang Meng turned around, he found that the woman was surrounded by several black men in the phone booth, holding the microphone at a loss. Do you want me to go to the hero to save the beauty this year? ”