America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 313: Create News and Sell News

More and more people gathered around to watch the fun.

Not far away, the Harry Potter crew also arrived.

There are so many stars in the studio, but at this moment Emma Watson overshadows them all and becomes the brightest star in the night sky.

After taking several photos, Bruce ran towards the crew without stopping.

"What's going on?" Martin was still listening to the voice coming from behind: "I heard the girl in front shouting that firecrackers attacked Emma Watson."

Bruce was also listening carefully, and recorded the sound: "It seems that someone blew up Hermione with firecrackers in the toilet."

Setting off firecrackers to blow up the toilet, what a talent!

Martin immediately thought of someone and said, "Saoirse Ronan the Peeping Tom!"

Bruce nodded. "It's probably her. She just asked for some firecrackers at noon and had a conflict with Emma Watson."

Martin and Bruce are back, and many members of the crew are rushing over there.

There was no one at the trailer, so Martin parked the electric bike and prepared to go over to get his bag and return to the hotel.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed out from the darkness on the left.

Martin reacted very quickly. Without waiting for anyone to run up to him, he grabbed the man's neck and pressed him onto the carriage with a bang.

The man was wearing a black robe with a pointed hat and a white skull mask with an exaggerated face, looking exactly like the murderer in "Scream".

However, she is petite and a few sizes smaller.

Saoirse lowered her voice and shouted, "It's me, it's me, Saoirse!"

Martin pulled the hood off her head and said, "You're lucky I didn't kill you."

Saoirse said, "Um... can you take me to the entrance of the studio later?"

Martin got in the car to pack his things and asked, "Did you do that with Emma Watson?"

"I did it." Saoirse got all the firecrackers from Martin, so she knew she couldn't deny it. "When she went to the bathroom, I threw it into the partition. It must have been exciting."

She suddenly changed the subject: "Actually, I saw that you and her had some unpleasantness. You won't tell her, right?"

Martin thought about it and decided that since he had established himself as a good guy, he might as well stick to it and took out his cell phone to show her the photos.

Saoirse took Martin's phone and looked through a dozen photos. Although they were not particularly clear, she could still recognize that they all showed Emma Watson's miserable appearance. When she saw the toilet paper on the little witch's head, she laughed out loud.

Martin warned: "Watch your mouth. You are provoking the princess of all Harry Potter fans. You will really be beaten to death."

Saoirse nodded repeatedly: "I will never tell anyone! Martin, you won't tell anyone either, right? This is our secret."

She asked Martin, "Can I have a copy of the photo?"

Bruce took out a notebook and saved the clearer photos taken under the bright street lights into two USB flash drives. He gave one of the USB flash drives to Saoirse and said, "Keep it and enjoy it."

"Thank you." Saoirse put away the USB drive and said with regret: "It's a pity that I didn't see it at the scene."

Martin reminded, “Let’s go.”

Saoirse took out an ordinary black bag, put the burqa and mask in it, got out of the trailer and got on the electric car driven by Bruce, and left the studio together.

Arriving at the parking lot near the gate, she got out of the car and waved to Martin: "My hotel is nearby. I'll come see you another day."

Martin waved his hand and got into the car with Bruce.

Bruce didn't start the car and asked Martin, "This thing should be worth a lot if sold to a reporter from The Sun, right?"

Martin asked, "No pocket money?"

"The extra income is enough to support my daily expenses." Bruce thought a lot: "I plan to buy a few new bags for Kim and Khloe, and I will exchange them for these photos."

He hadn't forgotten Martin yet: "Lily is coming to Los Angeles, you have to give her a gift. I think this money is enough to buy a lot of saltwater crocodile teeth and buffalo horns."

Martin checked the time and said, "Go sell it now before the others come out. Don't show up in person."

Bruce knew that he would appear in the media sometimes if he followed Martin, so he nodded immediately: "I'll find someone."

He immediately took out his cell phone and made a call.

Pinewood Studios has a large number of crews and many celebrities, and is also the target of many gossip media reporters and paparazzi.

Newspapers like The Sun and Daily Mail have long-term reporters stationed here.

Guedes is the Sun reporter who has been stationed here for a long time.

It was getting late today and he was about to get off work when suddenly someone came from the studio and knocked on his car door.

Geddes lowered the car window and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You're from The Sun, I know." This man looked ordinary and could hardly be found in a crowd of people. "I have news to sell. Do you want to buy it?"

Gerdes reminded: "It is better to have pictures or videos."

The man nodded: "There are pictures, from the Harry Potter crew, of Emma Watson, absolutely exclusive!"

Gerdes opened the passenger seat, asked someone to get in, and said, "I need to see a photo."

The man took out his cell phone and opened a photo. Emma Watson appeared on the photo, and the background was inside the studio.

Geddes has been in the industry for several years and has trained his eyes. He saw at a glance that Emma Watson was abnormal. Under the bright street light, there was a large wet spot between her trouser legs. The stains on her clothes gave people a bad association, and her head looked like a piece of toilet paper. Looking at her fierce and murderous expression, she was not like the usual Miss Know-it-all at all.

Gerdes still wants to see.

The man took back his phone and said, "There are nine photos in total, and each one is shocking."

Gerdes was well aware of the value of the photo to The Sun and asked, "I want to know exactly what happened?"

The man pressed the play button on his phone and a recording came out.

In the night wind, a girl's voice could be heard faintly: "Someone attacked Emma Watson with firecrackers in the toilet! Emma Watson was so scared that she peed her pants..."

Gerdes simply said: "Man, name your price."

The man said, "4 pounds, no bargaining." He pointed to another car in the distance and said, "The Daily Mail and Metro reporters will definitely be interested."

The price was too high, and Gerdes couldn't make the decision alone: ​​"Give me some time, I'll make a call."

The man urged: "Don't make me wait too long, I don't have that much patience."

Gerdes talked on the phone for a few minutes and said, "I want all the photos, audio and oral news, for 4 pounds!"

The man nodded: "No problem."

In just over ten minutes, the two sides completed the news transaction.

Martin and Bruce had by now returned to the hotel where the crew was staying.

Standing on the balcony of the hotel room, you can see the bright lights on the studio side.

Bruce said: "The person I found took 5000 pounds, and the remaining 3.5 pounds will be transferred to me soon."

Martin was not short of money, so he said, "Just keep it for yourself, you don't have to give it to me."

Bruce didn't hesitate to be polite with Martin: "I'll pay the purchase bill from Australia this time."

Martin was in a good mood: "The Sun should really thank us. We helped them get several big news."

Bruce said: "Bale and Blanchett, and this time Emma Watson." He remembered again: "The clues about Harvey Weinstein given to them in New York."

Martin had almost forgotten about it. "Hasn't the News of the World reported it yet?" he asked.

"No, they should be learning more about the situation." Bruce has been paying attention: "I got accurate information. The group chased from New York to Los Angeles. They must have not let go."

Martin kept this information in mind, thinking that it might come in handy someday.

Bruce knew Martin wanted a dog-eat-dog fight.

Martin checked the time and said, "I'm going to rest early. I have to continue filming tomorrow."

"Let me find out what's going on at the studio." Bruce took out his cell phone and made a call.

Pinewood Studios, Harry Potter set.

Emma Watson took a shower, changed into new clothes, and found Cheryl angrily, rushing up to her and trying to grab her hair.

Several crew members quickly stopped him.

Emma Watson cursed: "Bitch, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

Cheryl's face was full of innocence: "You asked me to call for help, and I listened to you and did it!" She burst into tears and seemed to have collapsed emotionally: "I listened to you and called for help, but you treated me like this. How can a person be like this! How can you do this..."

The crew looked at Cheryl, then at Emma Watson, and cursed in their hearts: "Both of them are bitches!"

Emma Watson: "Bitch, I'm going to rip your mouth off!"

Cheryl felt even more aggrieved.

One of these two people is arrogant and domineering, and the other is wronged and innocent.

Emma's agent and father Chris Watson came in from outside and shouted, "Enough, stop arguing!"

The office finally became quiet.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll handle it." Chris instructed his daughter and went to find several producers of the crew, urging them to take action as soon as possible, asking the crew to block the news, and talk to people from nearby crews to prevent the spread of explosive information such as pictures or videos.

Without these, news remains only at the level of rumor.

"There are too many people watching tonight to block them off," producer David Heyman said. "I can only do my best."

The commotion was so huge that the news might have already reached the tabloid paparazzi.

Chris said, "Then prepare a copy as soon as possible, saying that the crew needed to film, or that a group of little girls were playing a fool's game or something like that."

David Heyman looked at the crew's publicity and public relations director and said, "Come up with a plan tonight."

The other side immediately responded and called the subordinates to an emergency meeting for consultation.

Although the crew had made sufficient preparations, the next morning, a new issue of the Sun was published, and a series of photos and related news about Emma Watson appeared on the front page headlines, shocking the whole of Britain.

Even in North America, on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, the news spread at the fastest speed.

As for the explanation given by the crew at the press conference, no one believed it.

Subsequently, Emma Watson temporarily withdrew from the filming of Harry Potter, and paparazzi from The Sun took photos of her visiting a psychiatrist.

This incident was finally called: Diaper Gate!
(End of this chapter)