My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The sentences were sonorous and powerful, and the words echoed in the conference room.

Until Taylor finished speaking, no reporters asked questions, and the entire press conference was silent.

Ethan squinted his eyes and looked at Taylor, her golden hair seemed to be emitting light.

He uncrossed his arms and clapped his palms together vigorously.

"Pah, pah, pah."

Short, loud claps came from between his hands.

The applause spread quickly.

The courage to fight is also a kind of free spirit that everyone should have.

This is a universal value and a value that everyone appreciates.

Not only Ethan, but also the surrounding staff, police, politicians, and reporters all clapped vigorously.

This fierce applause seemed to tear down the ceiling.

"Shush!"

Ethan put two fingers into his mouth and blew a loud whistle, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.

Facing everyone's encouraging eyes and supportive applause, Taylor was at a loss for a moment and pursed her lips nervously.

Her subconscious reaction made the director in front of the camera applaud.

The front is a brave fight, and the back is a true expression of emotion.

People like to see struggles, and they also like to see real people. Everyone will remember that she is just a girl in her twenties and should not have to endure all this.

On the Internet, posts flooded the screen like crazy.

"I declare, from now on, that I am a Taylor Swift fan."

"I like this girl, she's brave and she's real."

"I have to say, I hate Kanye, why would he do something like that to such a person."

"I'm in Cleveland. I decided to drive to Chicago tomorrow. Even though I don't have a ticket, I have to go there to support Taylor. She is so courageous. Girls should support girls."

"Tyler, love you forever, come on."

"My dad is a police officer, right here in Chicago, and thank you Taylor for speaking out for these people, she's wonderful."

The people at the scene were not aware of the craze that was set off on the Internet.

The press conference is still going on.

At Chloe's signal, the director strode onto the podium. Taylor quickly stood up and gave him a gentle hug.

"Ms. Swift is a globally recognized artist and I am deeply sorry for what happened this morning."

The director's rich voice sounded: "Chicago is a safe city."

"This sentence is not just what I said. It is the guarantee made by all the more than 10,000 Chicago police officers and the result of the joint efforts of more than two million citizens."

"We will use the toughest possible means to fight crime."

"That's right!"

The mayor walked up quickly, waved his arms and said, "This is a great city and it will always be great."

This behavior of grabbing popularity is too obvious.

Ethan looked away, not wanting to look any further.

As expected of a well-rounded agent, Chloe reacted immediately. Under her leadership, there was another round of applause, but it was much less perfunctory than before.

As long as there is applause, nothing else matters.

The mayor pulled out his chair and Shi Shiran sat down.

Next, there was the reporter's question session. Due to Taylor's performance just now, the questions became very mild.

Even the media, which they usually do not deal with, have put aside their hostility.

Asking and answering questions on the spot is not cooperation, but it is better than cooperation.

The brief press conference ended perfectly, and everyone moved to the place where the dinner was actually held.

On the way, Chloe finally found time to take out her cell phone.

As an agent, she must always pay attention to reactions from all directions.

However, when she saw the post on the Internet, her body trembled slightly with excitement, and her popularity skyrocketed. It is estimated that the sales of the new album will continue to rise.

Taylor wasn't paying attention to what had just been said, although there was also a part of the PR team.

But most of them are from her heart.

Although she had been frightened and hesitated, she finally decided to face it all.

The banquet hall is extremely luxurious.

Everyone was wearing high-end dresses, smiling and congratulating Taylor.

Although she had always felt that these people were fake, and sometimes she was also fake, but after walking around with a fake smile on her face, she suddenly felt a little out of breath.

At this moment, she turned her gaze to the side, to the person who had been following her silently.

There was just a faint smile on that man's face.

It seems that he is mocking everything in front of him and despising everything in front of him.

"What's wrong?"

Ethan noticed Taylor's gaze and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"I'm uncomfortable."

Taylor panicked for a while, she shook her head and whispered:

"I don't know what's going on, I can't breathe."

Looking around at this high-class banquet, everyone was holding champagne and had the same smiles on their faces.

These people are all wearing masks, and it’s weird to be out of breath.

"Do you want to do something crazy?" Ethan also felt depressed, rolled his eyes, and had an idea in his mind.

"Something crazy?"

Taylor walked to the corner at this time and stared blankly at everything in front of him.

"These politicians are Falk."

Ethan laughed and said, "These fake smiles from Farke."

"Let's get out of here, out of this dinner party for you."

"Are you serious?" Taylor said in surprise: "That's too crazy. Are you crazy?"

"My car is still parked down there."

Ethan glanced at her: "In a word, can you leave?"

"Walk!"

Taylor mustered up the courage and took the plunge.

The two looked at each other, smiled, and walked aside seriously.

As Taylor approached the side door, his steps became more frantic and he ran out quickly.

It seemed that he had not done anything bad. Ethan smiled and shook his head, and disappeared into the banquet hall calmly.

Putting on his sunglasses, Taylor nervously hid in the corner of the elevator.

Ethan stood up and blocked her tightly.

Fortunately, he didn't meet anyone until the parking lot. The moment the elevator door opened, Taylor trotted out like a bird out of its cage.

The high heels stepped on the ground, making a series of crisp sounds.

"Where are we going?"

Taylor turned around excitedly and asked, "Shopping or shopping?"

Taking her out to relax doesn't mean letting her have fun, now all the responsibilities are on you.

"Just follow me."

Ethan pressed the button on the Ford Interceptor, signaling for Tyler to get in.

The latter doesn't care where they go at all, all they need is a short sense of escape.

"You need to disguise yourself."

The two got into the car. Ethan looked at Taylor, turned over and pretended to rummage in the back seat, taking out the clothes inside from the space.

"Give!"

A fisherman's hat, sneakers, and two cashmere coats were all thrown out by him.

Even though the shoes don't fit, they are better than high heels.

Taylor is already tall, and wearing high heels makes her taller than herself, which makes her look too conspicuous.

"Go quickly."

Taylor put on his coat, lowered his fisherman hat, and directed excitedly.

"Don't worry." It was still early, so Ethan took out his phone and sent a text message to Chloe, then took off his suit jacket and changed into clothes.

"Buzz buzz."

The phone vibrated violently and the call came within ten seconds.

"Waterfa?"

Although Chloe was annoyed, she lowered her voice: "Leave, what does leaving mean, please explain to me."

"Swift is not feeling well."

Ethan explained casually: "For tomorrow's concert, she decided to go back early to rest."

"You also know that I am just a part-time worker."

"She wants to go back and rest, so I can only do it."

"Bang."

A fist came over, Taylor raised his eyebrows and spread his hands widely.

"Okay!" Even though Chloe was going crazy, there was nothing she could do at this time: "Bring her back safely."

"Don't worry." Ethan hung up the phone and shrugged at Taylor:

"Look, I knew it would be okay to use you as an excuse."

"You are a bastard!"

Taylor was so angry that he twisted Ethan's arm again.

"That's what I am~"

Ethan laughed and started the car. The Ford Challenger roared and drove towards the exit of the parking lot.

Thanks to brother Arenas Long for the reward and support, thank you!