Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Chapter 112 Emma Watson was pranked

"Congratulations to the host for getting money: 200 US dollars."

If Ron's system was more perfect, he would probably have such a reminder in his mind, but unfortunately not, he slept until dawn.

As for what happened on the other side, Ron didn't know. Anyway, when Leonard returned to the apartment in the morning, he looked much weaker, disheveled, and full of shame.

"Hi~ Brother, how was last night?" As soon as Ron opened the door, it was Leonard who was quietly trying to open the door with his shoes, but he was startled.

"It's okay, it's okay~" Leonard said it was okay, but the rippling smile at the corner of his mouth still betrayed him.

Ron had a smile on his lips: "It seems you had a very pleasant night. How does it feel to take advantage of others' danger? XX little genius?"

"No, I definitely didn't take advantage of anyone's situation. It was Penny who took the initiative to kiss me..." Leonard quickly covered his mouth mid-sentence: "Wait, you won't tell Sheldon, right?"

"Do you think Sheldon is such a gossip? That he would be interested in such a topic?"

"Of course not." Leonard nodded reassuringly and returned home, but Ron didn't even return home. He had already brushed his teeth with Sheldon's new spare toothbrush, and then used Sheldon's current service toothbrush to brush his teeth. Star Wars toothbrush polishes leather shoes.

He was about to go out now, and whether Sheldon could taste the smell of leather shoes on his toothbrush was not his concern.

At the airport, the plane on which Emma Watson, who had covered her true appearance with a hat and sunglasses, finally landed. The freckled-faced passenger sitting next to her hesitated for a long time, and finally made up her mind to push the girl next to her.

"Um... I want to ask, are you Emma Watson, who plays Hermione in "Harry Potter"? I really like your movie, can you sign it for me?"

"You've got the wrong person. I'm not Emma Watson, I just look similar." Emma said in annoyance, but the raised corners of her mouth still betrayed her good mood of being recognized, but she still said arrogantly :

"I think even if Emma Watson really comes, she probably doesn't want to be disturbed casually. Everyone's privacy should be respected, right?"

I said this, but I was extremely proud in my heart. I really wanted to show this scene to that big guy in Los Angeles. How charming I am. If some people don’t cherish me, I will be snatched away by fans soon. Let's go~

But basically, the people who watch her movies are all nerds, and no one can compare with Ron, including this fan who is sitting in the first class cabin with her.

His skin looked pale as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and he looked like the kind of nerd who spends all day in the laboratory.

"No, you definitely are!" The little otaku muttered in a low voice, but did not get entangled anymore.

Wei Wei looked like she still wanted to say something to strike up a conversation, but at this moment the landing notification sound came from the plane. Emma pointed to the radio with a business-like smile, and politely said before he spoke. Reject it.

Immediately, the plane landed smoothly on the ground, and just when Emma was about to get off the plane under the guidance of the flight attendant, the plane announcement rang again.

"Dear passengers, please pay attention. Dear passengers, please pay attention. Now please sit tight in your seats. Something special happened on this flight. There are terrorists on this flight. The local police will soon conduct inspections on all passengers." Check, please cooperate."

terrorist?

Emma's heart skipped a beat and she looked around nervously, but she couldn't help but feel a little more relaxed when she thought that this was first class. Terrorists wouldn't fly in first class, right?

It would be nice if Ron was here at this time.

Unexpectedly, just when she relaxed her vigilance, the door of the first-class cabin was opened, and a burly policeman walked over to her seat. He looked like he was working out regularly.

That arm is simply thicker than Emma's waist. If you let this person hit you, you will definitely die!

Oh my God! Isn't his movie fan the terrorist?

Emma was very nervous and quietly distanced herself from him. If it weren't for the fact that there was no room on the plane, she would have wanted to run away now.

The police got closer and closer, but what they didn't expect was that when the police came near her seat, they didn't even pay attention to the otaku sitting next to him. Instead, they suddenly held her down and took one of her arms. Pin it hard behind your back.

"You're under arrest, you fucking bastard!"

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Emma almost burst into tears from the pain. She had never been treated so roughly before: "Go away, damn police, I'm a big star! Believe it or not, I'll file a complaint against you!"

At this time, the otaku who had just been rejected did not forget to stab him in the back and said in shock: "Didn't you just say that you are not the one, but that you just look a bit similar?"

The policeman stretched out his rough palm and took off Emma's sunglasses.

"How about it? Do you believe that I am a big star now? Let me go, otherwise I will definitely file a complaint against you and lose everything!" Emma struggled wildly, but she couldn't get away.

Unexpectedly, even though her identity was revealed, she still didn't get the treatment she wanted. The police stared at her face with disgust: "It really looks like it, but it's a pity that it's fake. If we hadn't received the report, we would have almost been killed." You were deceived."

"We just received a report that a terrorist had plastic surgery and flew to Los Angeles to look like the star Emma Watson, planning to blow up Hollywood. But there was a traitor in your organization and he surrendered to the police. What? Like? Didn’t you expect that? Asshole!”

"What?!"

Emma opened her mouth in surprise: "I am really Emma Watson! I can call the director here to prove it to me! I also want to dub the movie "Romantic Mouse"!"

"Romantic rats?" The policeman sneered disdainfully: "I've never heard of this movie. There are a lot of rats in our prison. I don't know if it's romantic or not. Maybe you can try falling in love with them. Miss Terrorist.

But before that, you can first tell the accomplice who is the director in your organization. We don't have that much patience to waste with you. "

Emma was so angry that she jumped hard in the police's hands twice, but it still had no effect. She was carried off the plane like a chicken, and she had no choice but to move Ron out.

"Big guy, listen, I know someone from the IRS. His name is Ron. If you don't believe me, ask me to call him!" "Ron?" The big policeman is obviously not a low-ranking officer. He has even heard of Ron's name: "You know Ron?"

"Yes! That's right, Ron Lee Cooper, he's my friend!"

Being able to call Ron's name accurately didn't look like he was faking it. The big policeman hesitated a little, handed Emma over to his subordinates, took out his cell phone and dialed: "Hello, is it Ron? I'm Huo Booth, there is a suspect here who had plastic surgery to look like a female star, do you recognize him?"