Birth of a Goddess [Comprehensive English and American]

Facing the eyes of the reporters in the audience, Carlos had a stern smile on his lips, but a calculating light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm Eliza Lin's agent, Carlos Goldenstein."

After he revealed his identity, almost all the reporters' eyes flashed with thought. Several well-informed entertainment journalists had already secretly sent messages to their headquarters, trying to find out which company's agent he was.After receiving the news from the headquarters, several major entertainment media immediately changed their faces and put away the sharp questions they had prepared.

"Welcome everyone to this press conference. I will give a satisfactory answer to all the friends and media friends who are concerned about this matter and the various criticisms and slanders that my contracted artist Elisa Lin has received on the Internet recently."

Carlos pronounced his words clearly, and the journalists who had already become sophisticated naturally understood the words "dispute" and "defamation" he emphasized.

Stewart stared at the calm black-haired man on the stage amidst the noise around him, frowning slightly.

Stewart held the camera tightly with his right hand, lowered his head abruptly, and when his peers around him kept raising their hands and showing enthusiastic expressions in the direction of the host stage, his completely opposite behavior was very different.

Stewart's gaze was fixed on the appearance of Carlos just captured on the camera, trying hard to capture the flash of light that flashed in his heart just now.His keen sense of news told him that there must be news points that can be dug deeper in this seemingly inconspicuous agent.

It may be more eye-catching big news than grabbing the exclusive interview with the girl on the cusp of public opinion.

It's just that even though Stewart's fiery eyes were about to see through the camera in his hand, he didn't catch the flash of inspiration just now, so he could only reluctantly join the crowd of people asking questions.

"Mr. Goldstein, I'm Jyoti Garcia, a reporter from the Los Angeles Times." Finally being called, the brown-haired woman stood up excitedly with a professional smile on her lips, looking polite, but The question that came out of his mouth was merciless, "I want to know, what is your answer to the incident of 'Eliza's campus violence' that went viral on the Internet?"

"Nonsense." Carlos countered with a slight smile. "Regarding online rumors, we will follow up in accordance with the relevant laws to initiate legal proceedings against the main persons involved in the incident who caused damage to Elisa's reputation and spirit by sending false news."

Upon hearing such an answer, the female reporter's eyes flashed with excitement, "That is to say, you deny all the rumors about Eliza's involvement in school violence?"

"Yes." Carlos' decisive answer caused a small wave among the reporters below.

The brown-haired woman sat down contentedly, while almost all the reporters off the field were writing furiously.

"Next." Carlos pointed to the next media outlet with his finger.

No matter how tricky questions the reporter asked, Carlos kept his answers tight, and this crisis public relations conference went on in an orderly manner.

When his hands were about to sore, Stuart finally got the chance to ask questions. Almost when Carlos pointed his hand at him, Stuart felt a sense of relaxation in his heart.

Although he immediately felt ashamed that such a mood desecrated his dignity as a journalist, he did not forget to ask Carlos on the stage the question he had prepared earlier, "I am from the "New York Times" Reporter Stewart. A girl on the Internet publicly stated that Eliza had committed mental and sexual violence against her. What is your explanation for this matter?"

Carlos fixed his gaze on Stuart, with a calm smile on the man's white face, "About this, I think another person is more qualified to answer your question." As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the blond girl It appeared on the side of the rostrum.

Almost the moment she appeared, the scene was immersed in a sea of ​​flashing lights, with reporters grinning like sharks smelling blood.

The appearance of Mr. Manager is naturally a news point that can be tapped, but for the reporters present, even the manager from CAA is just an appetizer at this press conference, not to mention his answer. frustrating.And now the blonde girl who came to the front of the stage was their real target this time.

Elisa squinted her eyes slightly, this blinding white light made her dizzy, although she had faced the laser light that was directly aimed at the facade many times on the stage, but this time was obviously very different from those times the difference.

The light golden eyelashes drooped slightly, allowing her to clearly capture the deja vu expressions on these people's faces.

In the dream, long/guns and short guns hit her face straight, everyone’s face seemed to be squeezed on the glass window, and with their eyeballs that lighted up like light bulbs, it looked extraordinarily funny .

The corner of the girl's pale mouth that had not been painted with makeup suddenly evoked a faint smile, and even facing the camera, she straightened her back without showing any weakness.

"For your question, I only have one sentence..."

Elisa's blue eyes looked directly at Stuart's direction, he instinctively raised the camera, and heard the girl's short and powerful answer——

"I don't know that girl."

The reporters in the audience exploded, and Elisa looked at them coldly. Although it was such a serious occasion, Eliza suddenly wanted to laugh.

Stuart's eyes lit up, and before Carlos pointed to the next media outlet, he asked eagerly, "You mean that girl is lying, right?"

The corners of Eliza's mouth were slightly curved. She knew exactly what kind of disturbance her words would cause, but in the end she replied firmly, "Yes." She looked at the reporters' eyes as bright as light bulbs, and quickly I wrote it down in a small notebook, but my heart was extremely peaceful.

At the press conference where the sound of shutters and the sound of paper and pen rubbing intertwined, the girl's voice resounded powerfully throughout the space.

"I don't know where the false rumors came from, turning 'Eliza Lin' into a bad girl full of evil in an instant; I don't know what kind of 'misunderstanding' can make a group of strangers Such vicious expletives on 'Eliza Lim' who has never been masked."

"As for the publishers of these Internet rumors, we have contacted the California Police Department to investigate the matter, and the "Voice of America" ​​program team has also agreed to cooperate with the police investigation. We will use reasonable and legal means to investigate this matter. sue whoever did this whole dirty thing."

The azure eyes stared straight ahead, and Eliza's vision seemed to be able to penetrate the air in front of her, and she saw the girl who was at a loss under the huge pressure of public opinion in her dream.

She said firmly, "The Voice of America is a transparent and open program, and I don't think this kind of filthy stinky rat that is only worthy of being left in the sewer is eligible to appear on the program. "

Her face was calm and unwavering, but there seemed to be fire burning in those eyes.

===

'Eliza speaks out for first time after scandal'

'That's a liar: Eliza accuses video poster'

'The Voice' Contestant Scandal: Who Was the Lead...'

……

Early the next morning, the American people who woke up discovered that there had been new developments in the vigorous incident on the Internet. The people who were still scolding vigorously yesterday spread out the newspaper happily, and were about to collect some "materials" from it. , so that they can continue this "leisure and entertainment activity", but they frowned suddenly when they saw the content in the newspaper.

"Damn "XX Entertainment"!" The middle-aged man with a beard angrily threw the newspaper on the table.

Although he had never watched an episode of "The Voice of America" ​​before, as an American citizen with a sense of justice, he almost immediately rolled up his sleeves and became a crusade against the protagonist of such a scandal.

But now the bright big words in the newspaper pointed out that there was a pusher behind these scandals, but in his eyes, it was like giving him a big slap in the face without mercy.He roughly crumpled up the newspaper and threw it into the trash can without reading it.

At this time, many people made the same move as him, but at the same time, more people chose to continue reading these articles.

And when Flower saw these articles, he jumped up from the sofa almost immediately, "I knew Elisa would not be the one who would sit on this kind of thing, and those who scolded her are a bunch of people who have no opinion." stupid pig!"

But as his eyes slowly moved to the second half of the report, he frowned softly, "The "Voice of America" ​​program team will cooperate with the California Police Department to investigate..." He repeated this paragraph After reading it a few times, he suddenly put down the newspaper and rushed into his room.

"Eliza...interview..." Flower quickly entered the key words into the box, and the Enter key was lightly pressed. Looking at the dazzling array of links in front of him, Flower opened his eyes wide and quickly found himself required content.

Move the mouse over that link.

"Crack" sound.

The sudden news made Flower's eyes widen in surprise.

It was a somewhat blurry picture, the pixels were not high, and it was obviously taken with a mobile phone in a hurry.

On the screen, the man walking in front lowered his head, his back was slightly bent, and he looked extremely cautious. At this time, his hands were tightly bound in shiny metal handcuffs, and two people behind him A uniformed policeman was watching him with dignity.

This man was not well-known, and his image at this time was very different from what Flower had seen before.

But he opened his mouth wide in astonishment, and gently spit out the name——

"Daniel Keith?!"