Morning, January 5, 2004.

Tracy was doing morning exercises in the park in black and white sportswear as usual. He has lived here for a week. His work and rest habits are still the same as before. He gets up early in the morning and then goes to morning exercise to maintain a certain amount of exercise.

However, in the past, whether in Beverly Hills or Marbury, there was a gym at home. Without this condition, I can only run in the park downstairs in the morning.

A few days ago, his big star suddenly appeared here, which will attract many people to watch. However, these days, we have gradually become used to it. When we see him running, we can at most say hello to him kindly.

Tracy Ben is not Gao Leng's character. When someone greets him, he will respond with a smile.

Among the people who greeted him, in addition to some residents living nearby, there were some paparazzi who came to hear the wind.

They don't respect Tracy's privacy like ordinary people. There are not a few people taking pictures in the dark. What's more, they come up directly to interview, which makes Tracy very upset.

When there were many paparazzi, Tracy simply went back early. That's why Tracy would rather use a treadmill at home than go out.

It's a nice day today. The temperature is about 20 degrees. The sun in the morning is very comfortable.

After Tracy ran around the park for two or three times, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He found a bench and sat down. He took a towel from Renault's hand and wiped his sweat. Then he unscrewed a bottle of water, took a sip and leaned against the bench.

"Boss, do you need me to kick them out?"

There are several sneaky figures not far away. You don't have to guess that they are paparazzi. Renault glanced at them and asked Tracy softly.

"No, they can take pictures if they want." Tracy was in a good mood today, smiling and shaking her head.

Today, these dogs are quite interesting. They don't always follow him or pretend to be morning exercisers. They come to interview him when they say hello. Tracy doesn't care about them.

These paparazzi are also familiar with Tracy's character. They are much more cautious than a few days ago and do not rashly approach Tracy.

I'm afraid that as soon as I get close to Tracy, I will be expelled by some giant men around him. Not only did they have no chance to ask questions, but the other party left and didn't even have a chance to take pictures.

Although there was no chance to ask Tracy what he wanted, there were always photos to hand in.

Although Tracy is very low-key these days, he is still popular with small flow of fresh meat, and readers are still very good sellers.

After resting on the bench for more than ten minutes, Tracy got up and stretched himself ready to go back.

Not far from him, two or three paparazzi finally couldn't help leaning over. Renault was always on guard against them. Seeing them approaching this way, he immediately winked at buck and Duke nearby.

"Boss, let's go first. Buck and Duke will take care of it," Renault said to his boss.

Tracy saw some paparazzi coming to be stopped by buck and waved his hand and said, "let them come. I'm in a good mood today."

With that, Tracy walked past Renault. Buck and Duke were ordered to get out of the way.

The paparazzi who were blocked took out their recording pens excitedly and trotted to Tracy. When they were about to get in front of Tracy, the giant heita Renault suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of them.

It's the big black man and the black faced God.

Several close paparazzi saw Renault's figure, their hearts were filled with disgust and looked at each other.

Renault has always been around Tracy. He is invisible. He is famous in their circle and a star in the bodyguard industry. However, Renault's reputation is not good. He is notoriously difficult and violent and is not polite to them at all.

The paparazzi watched the expressionless Renault step back subconsciously, and saw Renault speak in a deep voice.

"My boss doesn't like others to be too close to him. Please keep a safe distance."

Since Tracy was attacked in Venice, Renault and others no longer dare to relax their vigilance. Whenever strangers approach their boss, they will keep them out of the safe range.

Tracy behind him patted him on the shoulder, motioned Renault not to be so nervous, and then said to the paparazzi, "I'm in a good mood today. Ask me if you have any questions."

"Tracy, do you live nearby? I can see you running here in the morning these days." a paparazzi couldn't wait to ask.

"Tracy, someone saw you and Scarlett Johnson in the nearby department store the other day. What's your relationship with Scarlett? Are you living together?"

The paparazzi seemed to get some news. The question was very sharp. He stared at Tracy with bright eyes and waited for him to answer.

"Tracy, someone said that you were there the day Lindsay Lohan drank and kissed passers-by in the street..."

What's this? How does it have anything to do with Lindsay Lohan.

Tracy's face immediately sank. "I wasn't there. I don't know Lindsay Lohan."

"Tracy, you know Lindsay Lohan. Can you tell me about your relationship and how you know each other? It was not long ago that you and her

Tracy knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, the other party would ask endlessly. He closed his mouth and looked at the other party with a smile. The paparazzi was so angry when he saw it that he swallowed the words behind him.

His problem not only attracted Tracy's dissatisfaction, but also caused the dissatisfaction of people around him. As we all know, the Lindsay Lohan incident has nothing to do with Tracy. Why pull it on him.

"Tracy, can you tell me about you and Scarlett?" the paparazzi who asked this question immediately asked, which alleviated the embarrassing atmosphere.

Tracy suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to accept the interview, but now it's used by them, which also suppresses his mood.

If dealing with paparazzi and using them, Tracy would have been familiar with them.

He smiled and said, "first of all, I'm just staying here for a few days. Secondly, Scarlett and I are good friends. We will cooperate soon. Don't guess."

Tracy paused, glanced at the crowd, waited for them to ask questions, and said, "by the way, you should be more interested in me. Don't you want to know what I've been doing lately?"

"Hehe, everyone knows that you're making a movie recently, and you're still playing husband and wife with Nicole. Are you and Nicole..."

"No, no, no, you guessed wrong. Making movies is just my hobby. If you pay attention to Blizzard Entertainment recently, you should know that they have produced a great online game."

"Online games? Tracy, you're interested in online games."

"Of course, I'm a loyal player of blizzard. The online game world of Warcraft developed by them will be tested today, and I'll join in. World of Warcraft follows the consistent style of Warcraft, and it will bring you a different experience. I'll release specific information on my blog. Well, everyone, that's it today."