Fame's Flickering Light Chapter 2

Ethan Miller is an actor.

Not a star.

There is no good or bad between the two. For Ethan Miller, they are just different scopes of work.

Acting is his job; being on the hot search list is not.

As for "analyzing why he suddenly became a hot topic, how he became a hot topic, whether this is good or bad for his future career development, and how to deal with it", that is the job of the agent and public relations team.

Only when everyone performs their duties and fulfills their responsibilities can social order be stable.

After coming up with such a perfect equation in his mind, Ethan Miller stood up and prepared to say goodbye to his agent so as not to disturb his work.

"Should I thank you?" The agent gritted his teeth and broke the pencil in his hand with a strength that his weak and effeminate body should not have. Hardcore effeminate gay, super fierce!

"You're welcome." Ethan Miller answered seriously.

The agent hesitated for about a minute, wondering whether he should strangle his cash cow. In the end, reason overcame emotion, and he chose to let Ethan Miller go with great reluctance.

The assistant was proactive and insisted on escorting Ethan Miller away for his boss. At least he escorted him all the way to the elevator. After making sure that the boss would not see him, the assistant dared to quietly give Ethan Miller a thumbs up, praising the dragon-slaying hero who had the courage to fight against the big devil: "Brother Ming, well done."

Ethan Miller opened his eyes wide and tilted his head slightly. He didn't react until the bright elevator door slowly closed in front of him. He didn't realize what he had done.

In December in City B, a noisy north wind was blowing, bringing the chill from Siberia.

Ethan Miller was wearing a camel-hair coat, with a slender figure and a straight back. Even if he was just standing there doing nothing, he seemed to be straighter than the winter trees in the green belt. Just like his personality, he worked hard and lived seriously. He stood on the slope at the back door of the company building, waiting obediently for his life assistant to drive to pick him up. Due to some accidents when he was young, Ethan Miller has not been able to learn to drive until now.

Ethan Miller breathed into the dry air. In the diffuse white mist, he saw a black car approaching slowly from afar.

Cullinan, yes, it's his car.

After Ethan Miller sat down in the back seat and fastened his seat belt, he realized that not all black Cullinans in the world were his cars.

The evidence is that the person sitting in the driver's seat now has nothing in common with his personal assistant Natalie Young.

He was a rebellious young man with a cigarette in his mouth, and every cell in his body seemed to be telling of his bad temper. The young man wore a pair of dark purple sunglasses that almost covered half of his face, revealing only a thin lip and chin, but this tip of the iceberg was enough to show how outstanding the young man's appearance could be.

Most people would be polite and embarrassed at this time.

The clothes are bright but there is none.

To be precise, due to some accidents, he has not had much emotional fluctuations in his life other than acting for many years. Habits become second nature, and he has also forged a natural calmness.

"Sorry, I got on the wrong bus." After saying this, Ethan Miller was ready to unbuckle his seat belt and get off.

The young man pursed his lips and frowned, his emotions hidden in his eyes, which were hidden behind sunglasses, making it hard to judge what he was thinking. One could only vaguely hear something from his slightly impatient and stiff tone. His voice was very nice, the kind that would make people want to listen more, but his wording sounded a bit threatening: "If I were you, I wouldn't go down."

Before he could finish his words, the media suddenly appeared from nowhere and swarmed in, almost surrounding the inconspicuous back door of the Future Entertainment Agency, and the flash lights were killing the film like crazy.

This is obviously not a good time to open the door and get out of the car.

Although the carriage was extremely well sealed and soundproofed, and it was like a completely different world once the door was closed, Ethan Miller could still guess a bit about the noise outside from the ferocious faces of the paparazzi who were scrambling to grab the headlines.

This really doesn't seem like the kind of traffic that someone of Ethan Miller's status could generate, even though he just became a trending topic.

Ethan Miller naturally turned his puzzled gaze towards the young man in the driver's seat.

"Let's leave first and talk about other things later, OK?" The young man didn't know whether he was nervous or angry. Every word he uttered carried an indescribable power, as if he wanted to be nailed there.

"Okay." Ethan Miller might be even worse at speaking than the young man, but he had no awareness of this at all.

He thought he was handling it pretty well.

Facing strangers, without the mediation of an agent or a personal assistant, he was able to converse with the other party fluently. This is simply an epic progress. He must reward himself with a little red flower!

Then, Ethan Miller really took out his mobile phone, opened the memo seriously, and put a little red flower on today's date as an encouragement.

The young man was a very good driver, driving steadily and fast. In the narrow back alley, even if he almost drove out of a flying saucer, Ethan Miller in the back seat still didn't feel too much bumps and turns. Ethan Miller looked at the young man's hands flying on the gear adjustment with a little envy, and a clear emotion flashed in his black and white pupils---it's really great to be able to drive.

Behind their car were several paparazzi cars that had caught up, firing their guns and persevering.

It is obviously not a wise move to start a chase on such a congested street in City B. A few years ago, the laws of Country C specifically introduced new regulations for the dangerous behavior of "car chasing". The punishment is very severe, so serious that even the interview license may be revoked. No media would want to be photographed chasing like this on the main street.

In other words, as long as Ethan Miller and the young man could turn onto the street, they would win. The paparazzi behind them, who didn't want to miss any big news, were also trying hard to force them to stop their car.

This is a war without the smoke of gunpowder, silent and quiet, tense and exciting, with adrenaline continuing to surge.

The young man was concentrating on driving the whole time, his hands seemed to be glued to the steering wheel. Only the slightly raised corners of his lips revealed his happy mood at the moment, as if he was enjoying the current speed very much.

Ethan Miller just took his time to call his personal assistant to report that he was safe.

"I got on the wrong bus", "It's okay, he must be a good person", "Don't worry", "I can get home on time", "You should be careful too".

In just one phone call, the young man had made full use of his superb driving skills to break through the dangers and resolve the difficulties, leaving those paparazzi who were chasing him but dared not show it too obviously, and could only look at the car in regret.

The car drove out like this for a while, and within the speed limit, it completely got rid of the paparazzi.

Without the "life and death race" just now, the whole car froze, and fell into awkwardness and silence again. Only the light fragrance of cedar mixed with guaiac wood on Ethan Miller's body quietly floated in the car. Dry and elegant, gentle and light, like a noble gentleman with a rich history, showing a charming smile under the light, which made people feel itchy and unable to control themselves.

The young man looked through the rearview mirror inconspicuously at Ethan Miller, who was sitting upright. His hands were on his knees, his legs were bent side by side, and his upper body was straight, like a textbook on etiquette, with a sense of abstinence that was known to be wrong but wanted to do it even more.

The young man's throat slid slightly, and he couldn't help but pull at the collar of his shirt, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you feel hot?"

Ethan Miller shook his head: "The temperature is just right, thank you."

"Where do you live? I'll take you there." The young man's voice was still flat. One could only tell from his choice of words that he was probably used to giving orders, being overbearing and unquestionable. The young man probably realized that it was a bit awkward to talk to a stranger like this, so he added, "As compensation for getting you into trouble. Those paparazzi were because of me..."

"The Gray and Blue neighborhood next to Central Park on First Avenue."

After Ethan Miller accurately reported the address, he returned to silence and didn't say another word.

The young man did not speak again, only his slender fingers kept tapping on the steering wheel, expressing his inner irritation, or just uneasiness. It was not until the community security guard let them go and let them drive into the high-end community that should have been extremely confidential that the young man finally said: "You are too unguarded, aren't you? What if I am a bad person with ulterior motives? You just let me in like this?"

"But you are not." Ethan Miller had already gotten out of the car and stood in front of the lowered window, talking to the young man, "Your car is more expensive than mine."

Cullinan is not a brand, but a model, and its full name is Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

"What if I stole it?" The young man frowned, even his sunglasses couldn't hide it.

Ethan Miller was stunned, with a look of contemplation in his eyes, as if he believed it. After a while, he tentatively asked, "Did your Peak Media go bankrupt? Did you let the most popular celebrity steal your car?"

"...you know me?"

Ethan Miller nodded, as if it was a matter of course: "Your name is Logan Hunter, everyone knows it."

Logan Hunter, the top traffic star in the entertainment industry, is very popular with his good looks and magnetic voice.

He is a real second-generation rich man, very rich, and his father's name can often be seen in financial reports. When fans were most fond of the character setting of "If you are not popular, you can only go home and be a boss", Victor Harris suddenly appeared. Just as if it was a joke, overnight, fans pushed their brother Huo to debut in the center position.

This year is even more like the "Logan Hunter Year". After switching from a singer to the small screen, Logan Hunter's works have emerged in a spurt, and the ratings have dominated from the beginning to the end of the year. Whether on TV or on the Internet, he has made his presence felt.

Even if Ethan Miller had low emotional intelligence, he knew Logan Hunter. To be more precise, Logan Hunter was the example his agent gave him the most.

He was given advice and advice in the hope that he and his junior Logan Hunter would learn more about the correct approach to surviving in the entertainment industry.

Without waiting for Ethan Miller to finish, Logan Hunter said "sorry", made a sharp turn in a hurry, and ran away. In the sunlight, it seemed as if there was a flood beast chasing him from behind, and even his speed seemed to be faster than when he was hiding from the paparazzi just now.

Ethan Miller thought to himself, what a weird person.

It was not until he returned home and received a call from his agent that Ethan Miller found out why Logan Hunter had apologized repeatedly.

Logan Hunter was the culprit who caused Ethan Miller to be on the hot search. To be precise, it was because of Logan Hunter that Ethan Miller was able to be on the hot search.

#Logan Hunter trumpet#

#Logan Hunter and Yi Ji Ming#

...

#Being wise and prudent, serving one person#

#Logan Hunter chasing stars#

Among the top ten hot searches, five are related to Logan Hunter; and among these five, three are related to Ethan Miller; the one with the names of both of them jumped from fifth to second in a very short time, and is about to take the first place.

Today, whether Ethan Miller wants it or not, he has become the most dazzling person in the entire social network.