my sister is a supermodel

The reporters scrambled to ask.

Before Roca could speak, they concocted a piece of news.

Roca twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a little helpless in his heart. If this matter is not explained clearly, rumors of their breakup will appear in the newspaper tomorrow.

He walked into the interview area and said, "Thank you for your concern. Ms. Lima and I have a very stable relationship. Lima just went to Paris to participate in Fashion Week."

"Mr. Kelly, will Britney come?"

The reporter of "Star Weekly" asked loudly.

"It is said that it is, but she is busy with work and may not come"

Rocca spread out his hands, polite and authentic.

Britney's fourth album is about to hit the shelves. Recently, he has been busy with single charts. The album is warming up, and he is very busy. He has only met three times this month, usually by phone.

The reporters were not satisfied with his answer.

"Mr. Kelly, it is rumored that you and Jessica have an affair because of this, is it because of this that Lima and Britney are reluctant to attend the premiere ceremony?"

a reporter wearing a sun hat asked loudly.

Roca lowered the corner of his mouth and said lightly, "This is an interesting question. Maybe you can interview Lima and Britney and ask them if they didn't come because of this rumor. If you ask, please tell me."

The reporter twitched his lips, thinking that he would immediately deny the rumors and explain why Lima and Britney didn't come, but he didn't expect this guy to avoid the truth and keep his words tight.

"Mr. Kelly, two more soldiers died yesterday when the U.S. military searched Iraqi villages. The number of U.S. soldiers killed in this war has reached 187. What do you think of the Gulf War?"

Suddenly a reporter asked.

Roca shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

In public this year, all celebrities will be asked similar questions, and it seems that all public figures have to express their views on this matter.

He said with a serious expression, "War is a conspiracy of Satan. From ancient times to the present, there has never been a winner on both sides of the war. I wish the world peace!"

Another useless nonsense. The reporters are not satisfied. Only when they get big news can they get bonuses and subsidies. Answers like this are of no value at all.

"Mr. Kelly, it is rumored that you are in contact with the crew of "Brokeback Mountain". Are you interested in gay-themed movies?"

"I'm an actor, I'm only interested in good scripts"

Roca waved his hand, "Today is the premiere of "Honey", please ask questions related to the movie."

"Mr. Kelly, there is a box office forecast at the movie premiere. How much do you think the box office performance of "Honey" will be?"

A reporter asked loudly.

Rocca thought for a while, ""Honey" is an excellent song and dance movie, with a total box office and DVD distribution of around US$[-] million."

"One hundred million?"

The reporters pouted.

Judging from the pre-sales at the box office, the performance of the film is very average. They interviewed several main actors before, some said 5000 to [-] million, and some avoided talking about it.

This time, Roca actually threw out the statement of 1 million yuan, which was too beautiful.

"Britney is here!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

In an instant, all the reporters and paparazzi turned their heads and looked at the other side of the red carpet, and saw a white stretched Lincoln parked on the street.

The car door opened, and a beautiful figure appeared in front of everyone.

She wears blond mid-length hair, a silver-white Zara coat, and a printed skirt.

The breasts are slightly exposed, and the figure is plump and sexy.

She stepped out of the car into the sun, a dazzling aura radiating from her body.

"Britney!"

"Britney!"

At this moment, all the people, reporters, paparazzi, fans, movie fans, and melon-eaters, all ran towards the entrance in a straight line.Like iron slag attracted by a magnet.

They forgot other interviewees, time and space and even their parents, wives and children. At this moment, they only had Britney in their eyes.

If you interview Britney, you can get a bonus subsidy, which is the most realistic benefit.

Roca twitched her lips. As expected of a woman who feeds half of the paparazzi in the entertainment industry, Britney is like the God of Wealth, who can make a fortune if she meets her.

He glanced at Britney surrounded by people, waved his hand, and strode towards the cinema.

A few black singers in front of him were surrounded by reporters just like him, but when Britney arrived, they all became naked.

"Roca, wait for me!"

As soon as Roca walked up the steps, he saw Britney rushing out of the encirclement under the protection of bodyguards and walking over quickly.

"Britney!!"

But the group of paparazzi will not let her go easily.

Regardless of the cordon beside the red carpet and the obstruction of more than a dozen security guards at the scene, they frantically chased her up with their cameras and microphones, chasing after her, like a hyena smelling blood, trying to surround her.

Wearing a baseball cap and high heels, Britney was squeezed in the crowd.

"Britney!"

Roca walked down the steps, grabbed her by the wrist, and pulled her into a safe area, like lifting a drowning person from a flood.

While he held Britney back, the paparazzi successfully completed the encirclement, blocking the steps in front of the movie theater.

"Look, they're holding hands!"

"Wow~, this is the first time they hold hands in public!"

Kacha Kacha~

All the people picked up their cameras and kept taking pictures of the two of them. For a while, the flashlights under the stage were more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

Rocca felt his palm was hot, as if he was holding a hot potato. He wanted to let go, but Britney held his hand tightly.

"Rocca, thank you for catching me!"