Every May, the biggest event in New York's fashion and entertainment industry is the charity dinner hosted by the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Here, there are often the most avant-garde designs, the most unbelievable dresses, and the beauty and ugliness are to the extreme.

Kim Kardashian listened to Bruce's suggestion and wrapped plastic tape with the "Kardashian" logo on her body and wrapped it tightly, detonating the red carpet.

Celine Dion wore a super high feather headdress, because she couldn't fit it in the car, so she could only open the sunroof of the car and stick her head out when she came.

There are also men who put on skirts, women who dress themselves up as cats, and so on.

In comparison, Taylor Swift, dressed as an angel in a white tight-fitting gown, is too ordinary.

It's not easy to excel in so many demons and monsters.

In the media area in front of the Metropolitan Museum of Art's multi-story staircase, reporters are also talking.

"Alexandre Ambrosio put angel wings straight on the red carpet."

"Kardashian's tape suit is just eye-popping, and if I bet on a bottle of bourbon, there must be a high finger behind Kim."

"yes, it's very obvious that the videotape door is being manipulated, we need to dig out the person behind her."

"I feel like Celine Dion has been compared to her, who can surpass her?"

"I heard that Hollywood's most famous troublemaker trio has come to New York, and it looks like they're going to participate in tonight's red carpet."

"Nicholson? Martin? Leonardo? ”

"Look, there's a big car!"

"Really big car!"

On Fifth Avenue, a yellow bus slowly approached the main entrance of the Metropolitan Museum.

In the past red carpet ceremonies, reporters have seen cars, off-road, open-tops, etc., and have never seen anyone come by bus.

In the car, Martin, Mene, Bruce and Leonardo were dressed in black silk suits, holding the armrests and standing in the car.

In order to prevent wrinkles, the four of them changed their clothes and never sat down again.

At the feet of the four people is a strangely shaped, somewhat cartoonish European-style coffin.

In the honeycomb vent of the coffin lid, Nicholson's voice suddenly came out: "Haven't you arrived yet?" You bastards, you don't want to drag me to the cemetery and bury me alive, do you? ”

Martin answered, "It's coming soon, waiting for me to send you a code." ”

Nicholson added: "I must have seen Satan on the horse, so I would believe your nonsense and lie down in the coffin and walk the red carpet." ”

"Don't you want to make a name for yourself and be the center of attention in New York?" Leonardo will not give Nicholson a chance to back down: "Old bastard, think about it, since there was a red carpet, who has been lying in a coffin and walking on the red carpet?" ”

He said quite exaggeratedly: "There has never been before, and even if there is in the future, it will only be your imitator." ”

Bruce looked at Martin, looked at Leonardo, and finally fell on the coffin where Nicholson was lying, and said in his heart that these three sand sculptures, one is more unreliable than the other.

Mene had been looking outside, seeing the tall feathered tiara he had helped to choose, and just wanted to quickly carry the coffin onto the red carpet and then go to Celine Dion, who was in his heart.

The bus stopped in front of the red carpet, and Martin said, "Guys, here we go." ”

Four men lifted the coffin containing Nicholson.

Nicholson hurriedly reminded: "Shake slowly, shake slowly, I'm about to throw up." ”

Martin said solemnly: "Jack, show a little professionalism, it's not time for you to make a statement, is it that your three Oscar statuettes are all from water?" ”

Nicholson was silent.

Just as hundreds of onlookers watched in amazement, the bus opened the wide rear door, and four men in black silk dresses actually lifted a coffin from the bus.

Although the shape is a bit peculiar, much like the European Middle Ages, it does not prevent it from being a coffin!

Of the four people who carried the coffin, Martin and Leonardo walked in front.

The media reporters were like crazy, and they didn't care about the restrictions of the media area, so they rushed out of the fence one by one, gathered in front of the red carpet, and frantically pressed the camera shutter to shoot this amazing scene.

What tape, what feather heads, what angel wings, all have to stand aside!

In the North American fashion and entertainment circles, this kind of scene has never appeared.

"It's just Martin and Leonardo, what about Nicholson?"

The cameras in the hands of the reporters are not stopping, and their mouths are not idle: "Why is the trio missing one?" “

"Nicholson isn't going to lie in a coffin, is he?"

"Is Nicholson dead?"

"It's a trio, it's really a horse that can make trouble!"

Not only the media reporters and the melon-eating crowd who watched the red carpet, but even the guests who had entered the Metropolitan Museum of Art ran out one after another to eat this shocking melon together.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Martin and Leonardo carried the coffin containing Nicholson to the front of the multi-tiered steps of the red carpet and carefully placed it on the ground.

Martin was on the side of the coffin and kicked three times in a row.

One of them, Nicholson, pressed the button, and with a bang, the lid of the coffin made of lightweight plastic suddenly burst open and fell to the sides of the red carpet.

Martin said loudly, "Greetings to the Earl." ”

Leonardo also said loudly: "Greetings to the Count." ”

A hand with a pale complexion and long nails was lifted from the coffin.

Under the camera flash, it looks a little crazy at first glance.

If you look closely, it's a little funny, because that hand is chubby.

Immediately after, Nicholson, who had a big back combed and a large black cape and a red cloak on the outside and red on the inside, showing two fangs, sat up from the coffin.

Classic Count Dracula's look.

It can be said that it is not uncommon at all, and every year at the Halloween parades in New York and Los Angeles, there are not a hundred, but twenty.

But no one has ever done it when they crawled out of the coffin on the red carpet.

Nicholson grabbed his cloak and staggered to his feet, probably lying a little long, his legs and feet were numb, and he almost fell when he stepped out of the coffin.

Martin's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly supported him.

Bruce automatically retreated to the bodyguard position.

Mene saw Celine Dion at the top of the stairs and ran up in small steps.

Nicholson, the fat Count Dracula of the new era, took out his sunglasses from his pocket, stuck them in his face, and beckoned Martin and Leonardo: "My servants, come and take a group photo together." ”

The trio stood at the front of the stairs and faced hundreds of shots in the coolest poses.

The order of the red carpet is about to be chaotic, there are too many reporters and too crowded, and many people rush out of the barrier.

A large number of security personnel came to maintain order, and a supervisor of the organizer found the three Martins, whispered a few words, and the three of them stopped and walked up the steps of the Metropolitan Museum together.

The organizer's media interview area is set up on the platform of the steps.

As soon as the bastard trio went up, they were surrounded by cameras.

A host from New York asked loudly, "Jack, you're cool today!" “

Nicholson took out the posture of the trio's boss and said, "Of course, the three of us are the best partners, the coolest and most stylish super combination." ”

The host asked, "Who planned all this?" ”

Leonardo and Nicholson pushed Martin out of the top bag: "These are all ideas from Martin, he's a top mastermind and the idea expert for our trio!" ”

The host's microphone was sent to Martin: "How did you come up with this?" ”

"I think history, fashion, magic and legend can be combined effectively, and it turns out to work well." After Martin finished talking nonsense, he said: "Actually, I got these inspirations from Nolan's "The Dark Knight", and that film integrates all of this......

He blew the Dark Knight, which was released in July.

The host then asked about Leonardo, and also mentioned Gisele Bonchen, who was also present today.

Leonardo, when not drunk, was able to deal with these kinds of problems with ease.

The moderator asked about the alleged conflict between Nicholson and Martin.

"I've never had a problem with Martin's personal relationship, we're best friends, best matches, just a little bit different about the role of the Dark Knight." Nicholson began to follow the script and put his arm around Martin's shoulder: "He didn't listen to my advice and got too immersed in the role of the Joker, which led to some psychological and spiritual problems. ”

Martin nodded cooperatively: "It's not easy to substitute for a clown like a clown, and it's even more difficult to come out, and my psychiatrist even said that I had a hidden personality because of this." ”

Nicholson pointed to the lightweight plastic coffin that had been carried away at the bottom of the stairs and said, "I'm in my sixties, why are I messing around with Martin and Leo?" Because I want him to really relax and be happy. ”

He seized the opportunity and boasted that he put gold on his face: "This nonsense works well, you see, Martin's smile is relaxed." ”

Nicholson is a very righteous person, and Martin certainly cooperated with him at this time, smiling much more easily than in the last few public appearances.

Not to be outdone, Leonardo said: "Jack and I came to New York this time for one of the purposes of saving Martin. ”

He put one hand on Martin's shoulder, looked at Martin affectionately, and said solemnly: "Brother, you must win this war with the clown and get rid of it completely." ”

Martin was "moved" by the two good brothers and nodded again and again.

At this moment, the personalities of Nicholson and Leonardo were all sublimated, and they climbed to the commanding heights of the festival on Martin.

After the interview, the bastard trio entered the Metropolitan Museum of Art Frontroom together.

Because the movement before was too big, as soon as they entered, they became the focus of the audience.

Many people eagerly looked at the three of them, thinking about how to rub the heat tonight.

Of course, there are also many people who are angry that they steal the limelight and cast envious, jealous and hateful eyes.

The bastard trio, who are thicker than the Met's support walls, don't care about any of that, instead look for something of interest in it.

(End of chapter)