Chapter 283

In the past three days since the Super Bowl incident, public opinion outside has become more and more intense. Jenny Jackson is not a street mouse yet, but she's almost there. Now there's a lot of scolding outside, so she doesn't dare to go out.

There are paparazzi outside her house, with long guns and short guns facing her house. As soon as she shows up, she will be photographed. The Super Bowl incident had a great impact on her. Not only that, her brother Michael Jackson was more or less affected.

"Michael, I'm going crazy. What should I do... I can't calm down at all. I haven't slept for more than 20 hours. There are people outside. Those damn paparazzi will be photographed by them as soon as I appear next to the window... Wait. How long will they wait? I feel they won't let me go.

I have apologized, issued a document, made a public apology, made a video apology... I am sorry to them every day, but no one listens to my apology... I didn't know it would happen, and I don't want to... Woo woo, I'm really going crazy.

Michael... When will you come to see me? What? In a few days, the paparazzi have been following you. Why do they follow you. They are targeting US, right? You don't have to lie to me, they are targeting US. They have always been like this... Well, I'm cold... I'll calm down now. I'm afraid you won't see me in a few days. "

Jenny Jackson said that, threw her cell phone out, put her head in her hands and began to cry in a low voice.

"What did I do... Woo..."

"Why is this..."

"Are you trying to kill me..."

The abuse and slander everywhere these days has tortured her into a disgrace, and she is on the verge of collapse.

These days, she has stopped all her work except apologizing. The companies that cooperated with her all fell into the ground and terminated their cooperation.

Now the public opinion outside attacked her one side, and no one came forward to speak for her. At ordinary times, those close friends were silent one by one, making her feel as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

There are those fans who are usually crazy for her. The messages under her blog are either accusations or disappointment. As soon as some fans who care about her say a word, they are drowned by a large number of messages. No one dare to support her easily.

"Jenny, have a glass of water, and then go upstairs to rest. You can't always be like this, you need to rest." at this time, her help came to her with a cup of hot water and looked at her with a distressed face.

"I'm fine, Martha. I want to be alone." Jenny wiped the tears off her face, raised her head and reluctantly smiled.

"Oh, come on, Jenny. It'll pass and get better." Martha put the hot water on the tea table and sat down beside her to comfort her.

"I can't get through it. They won't let me go."

"Don't think so, Jenny. Time will dilute everything. Cheer up."

"Time? How much time do I have? I'm almost forty. I'm finished. It's all over."

Jenny lost her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She also comforted herself. She thought it would pass a few days ago. She felt that she would apologize. As long as she was sincere, everyone would forgive her. But unexpectedly, the more she apologized, the louder the outside attack on her, and the situation became more and more difficult to control.

"I ruined myself, I ruined my career, I ruined my future..."

"Alas..."

Martha didn't know what to say. She could only hug her shoulder and gently comfort her. Jenny leaned on her shoulder, talking to herself all the time, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

After a while, Martha suddenly said, "why don't we leave the United States and go outside to relax. When this thing fades, we'll come back."

Hearing her assistant's idea, Jenny brightened her eyes and regained a little look, but she immediately darkened and muttered, "where can I go? Europe? It doesn't seem to be friendly to me."

"We can go further..."

"I... I'm thinking about..." Jenny was a little moved, but she couldn't make up her mind.

Martha saw her hesitation and didn't continue to encourage her. They just snuggled up to each other. After about ten minutes, one of Martha's assistants rushed over with a laptop.

"Martha, something new."

"Keep your voice down and don't be surprised." Martha's face sank and scolded the assistant, who immediately closed her mouth.

She carefully came to Martha and handed over the computer. She had just made a big noise and woke Jenny, who was leaning on Martha's shoulder and closed her eyes.

"Martha, what's the matter?" now Jenny is in a nervous state. She can be surprised by a little wind and grass. Just now her heart trembled when she heard someone say something new.

"Don't worry, Jenny. Things won't get worse, will they?" Martha comforted helplessly, and then glared at the assistant.

The little assistant lowered her head in fear. Martha put her laptop on her lap and looked up.

"Eh... This is... A public welfare activity? Well, the theme of environmental protection, low-carbon environmental protection and healthy life." Martha read the above words and unconsciously smoked from the corners of her eyes.

The pictures on this blog are really eye-catching. Martha couldn't help looking more. But she couldn't understand the picture. What's the connection with the title of the environmental protection theme above.

"Martha, what's the matter?" Jenny asked curiously when she saw her assistant looking at the computer without saying a word.

"Ah? Nothing, Jenny. There's a strange blog here..." Martha said, pointing to the computer screen with a strange expression on her face.

"Strange blog, what is it? Show me." Jenny stretched out her head curiously, and Martha turned the screen in her direction.

"This... This is... Tear..." Jenny saw the picture above and opened her eyes slowly.

"That's right... A group of strange photos, photos of tearing clothes. I know this man. His name is Tracy, and I'm still his fan."

"I also know him. Why did he send such photos? Is he satirizing me? I don't seem to have contacted him. Why did he do that?"

Jenny is a little nervous now. Seeing this group of photos, she thinks of the super bowl a few days ago.

In fact, it can't be said that she is too sensitive. It's really Tracy's welfare photos, which are too easy to associate.

"Jenny, calm down... Calm down. Look at the title above, it's about environmental protection..."

"How can you calm me down? He's insinuating at me... Yes, absolutely." Jenny shook her head wildly. Martha couldn't listen to what she said.

"He shouldn't mean that..." Martha said helplessly. "His title is environmental protection, and his new film is recommended below. This group of photos in the middle, er... It may be a little strange, but it's really his style."

Martha touched her chin and thought again, as if she understood something. "He seems to be making a topic for his film... It should be so."

Martha is also a senior pineapple. She always pays attention to Tracy's every move. Although she can't say she knows him like the back of her hand, she can also analyze his ideas from his usual behavior.

"Listen to me, Jenny. He's definitely not satirizing you, but maybe he's helping you." Martha seemed to figure something out. She grabbed Jenny's shoulder and shouted.