Seeing Leon at a loss for words, Taylor laughed out loud:
"Look at you, I just mentioned Robbie's name and you have such a big reaction. No wonder that new song of yours, 'We Don't Talk Anymore... We Don't Talk Anymore'... it always sounds a bit sour with lingering affection."
"There is really no such thing, you are typically over-interpreting." Leon could completely imagine the storm of public opinion if he appeared hand in hand with Taylor at the MTV Video Music Awards ceremony.
It was like a cycle; at last year's MTV ceremony, it was Robbie who held his arm.
Facing the spicy questions from the media with sharp counterattacks.
Now, the person walking the red carpet with him had become his ex-girlfriend's best friend.
This kind of drama of best friend turning into love rival could always make the tabloid media collectively climax.
Another bad influence of the breakup incident on Leon was that he was labeled as a "scumbag." At first, he didn't take this matter to heart.
Anyway, he started his career relying on black traffic. Nicknames like "criminal," "Judas," and "vampire" had long been pinned on his head.
Having many skills doesn't weigh down the body, and having many titles is the same, even if they are notorious names.
One more scumbag title doesn't matter; these will all turn into fuel for his traffic growth.
But this time was slightly different from the past. The breakup incident caused a large number of people to unfollow him.
Most of his fan base were fanatical leftists, waving flags of feminism, wokeism, vegetarianism, and environmental protection, clamoring to change this corrupt old world.
But a very strange point about this group is that they themselves take drugs, are promiscuous, have piercings, and call for the legalization of weed...
They are lenient with themselves but extremely strict with others' moral standards.
Even in the relatively conservative entertainment industry of the 50s, no one would criticize celebrities for cheating or promiscuity.
"Let's not talk about this." Leon took out a Van Cleef & Arpels colored gemstone necklace from the jewelry box and put it on Taylor's neck from behind. "How is the preparation for the new album going?"
"About sixty percent."
"So fast?"
Taylor looked at herself in the mirror, turned her head, and revealed a sweet smile. "I don't know why, but since meeting you, creative inspiration has been constantly popping out of my head. The night you and Robbie officially announced your breakup on Saturday Night Live, I stayed by the TV and watched the whole show, and then I couldn't sleep anymore... I wrote a new song in one night."
"About me again?" Leon revealed a bitter smile, but in fact, he wished in his heart that Taylor would do so.
This way, when the other party's album is released and sells well, he can also take the opportunity to leech off the heat and eat a wave of traffic.
"Of course, I even feel that if this continues, this album will be themed around you." Taylor raised her hand to hook Leon's neck. "My dear little lion~"
The faint fragrance of shower gel hit his nose. Looking at the other party's charming fox eyes, he couldn't help but kiss her. "Whatever you want. By the way, what's the name of that new song?"
"I Knew You Were Trouble. I knew from the start that you were big trouble."
"Trouble? That doesn't sound like a beautiful word."
"No, I like trouble!" While speaking, Taylor suddenly got up, her fingertips撩ing Leon's chest lightly, pushing him onto the bed.
The two entangled in the mountain of clothes.
"Wait." Leon forcefully suppressed the blood rushing to his head.
"What's wrong, honey..." Taylor's eyes flowed, she took off the seal and stroked her hair.
"Do you want to practice yoga first... This is a very good warm-up exercise."
Due to excessive consumption last night, neither of them intended to get up until ten o'clock the next morning.
Leon leaned on the pillow, holding Taylor with one hand and grabbing the phone with the other, lazily answering the call.
"Damn it, where did you go fooling around last night?" Phil's complaining voice came from the phone.
"That was my private time; I needed to deal with some personal matters." Leon didn't bother to explain and prepared to hang up the phone casually.
"Listen, it's almost world war outside. After We Don't Talk Anymore was released, the media smeared you like crazy. The Los Angeles Times column about you has reached a new height of blackness. The Nazis are about to occupy the free world, but your mind is still spent on a German chick..."
"Enough, stop bullshitting!" Leon shouted to stop the other party and hung up the phone.
It was just a column; such a reaction was really too much. He had experienced too many similar things.
He was numb.
Driven by curiosity, he opened the search engine. After entering keywords like "Los Angeles Times, Leon," several glaring headlines popped up as expected.
Clicking into one randomly, even he was surprised by the content he saw.
The Los Angeles Times completely turned the exclusive interview into a column deeply analyzing his fortune-making experience.
This article was written very professionally, disclosing many details that had never been reported.
Starting from his love for backstabbing Davis at the Brownsville subway station, to backstabbing T-Ray, escaping the ROC Kingdom...
After listing a long string of names, the article teased: Who is next?
The article disclosed that when Leon first debuted, he hooked up with Hollywood actress Robbie for traffic, and immediately turned his offensive to the popular little diva Taylor Swift after feeling the other party had no use value.
"Fxxk, those bastards really dare to make things up!" Seeing this, Leon could no longer hold back his anger.
He admitted that he did have the idea of leveraging traffic by dating Robbie at that time, but the other party was just a second-rate actress then.
The Wolf of Wall Street was still far from hitting the big screen.
Robbie could ascend to the A-list throne in a short time largely because he used a phenomenal hit electronic song Faded as a boost.
What gave him more of a headache was yet to come.
This article also revealed Leon's interpersonal relationships in detail, stripping his relationship with "Saint" Robinson to the bottom.
The article even hinted darkly that they used the movie Straight Outta Compton to launder money.
After the Los Angeles Times column was published, a large number of soft articles smearing Leon appeared successively on many influential media outlets.
"This blackening is simply too professional..." Leon once suspected that someone had installed surveillance on him.
He didn't even remember many things himself, and the article also mentioned the little-known Vibe acquisition event.
Although the specific acquisition details were not explicitly stated, the lines implied that this transaction was achieved through a series of disgraceful means such as threatening the old artist Quincy Jones.
Unlike the water army hired by JAY-Z and Diddy before, this group of people was really too professional.
And the publishing platforms were not limited to purely tabloid media like Celebrity Secrets and Pink Hollywood.
Many newspapers known for being serious also specially reserved space for soft articles smearing him.
"Who is screwing me again?" A list of names flashed through Leon's mind instantly, but he still had no clue after filtering.
JAY-Z has such capital but not such professional ability.
To be able to launch such a fierce media offensive, the other party must be a person of weight in the media industry.
Quincy Jones has the capital and ability to do so, but the motivation is obviously insufficient.
On the one hand, he already has one foot in the coffin; on the other hand, he is still worried that Leon holds a backup of that evil tape.
"What's wrong, honey..." Taylor was woken up by his complaining, rubbed her eyes, and let out a long stretch.
"Nothing. Look what time it is now, lazybones. Didn't you say you have a concert at the Staples Center tonight?" Leon didn't intend to tell Taylor these annoying things.
It's useless to say it anyway; it can only increase the other party's psychological pressure.
"Oops!" Taylor quickly sat up straight and took the phone from the bedside table.
To ensure that the two-person world last night was not disturbed by work, she chose to turn off her phone before the yoga training started.
As soon as the phone was turned on, the beeping notification sound rang continuously.
The instantly influx of SMS notifications made the phone lag for a while.
"Oops, Scott must be exploding with anger~" Taylor scratched her messy hair.
As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang.
"Oh my God, I finally got through to your phone. I remember you didn't have the habit of turning off your phone before. What's wrong with you, Taylor? For God's sake, please keep your phone open!" Scott complained non-stop as soon as he opened his mouth. He had dialed Taylor's number more than ten times in a row since eight in the morning.
"I'm very sorry."
"You have to know that there are hundreds of staff waiting for you at the Staples Center. Our time is very tight. We have to fit you for costumes, debug equipment, rehearse... Tonight's performance is very important. We are not in Mexico City or Vancouver; we are in Los Angeles! There are so many celebrities in the circle and Hollywood actors waiting to see your performance!"
Although Taylor's concert tickets were already in high demand, after the media hyped her romance with Leon, the price of concert tickets rose all the way.
In Los Angeles, the least lacking are celebrities who are rich, have free time, and are keen on eating melons (gossiping).
"I'm rushing over now!" Taylor said.
"No need, our convoy has arrived in Beverly Hills and will appear at your door in ten minutes."
After hanging up the phone, Taylor quickly lifted the quilt and walked towards the bathroom.
"Why do you listen to Scott so much? I mean, he clearly plans to sell you." Leon seized the opportunity to stand up and sow discord.
Seeing his girlfriend being sold off like a commodity and used as a money printing machine day and night already made him very unhappy.
The most important thing is that as a boyfriend, he can't get a single cent of benefit.
"This has nothing to do with Scott; this is work." Taylor applied shower gel all over her body at the fastest speed. "My team are all nice people. I can't let them be embarrassed because of my mistakes."
"Okay~ I just care about you." Leon got up and dressed. He didn't have the American habit of taking a shower in the morning. "Holding 111 concerts in a year, this is really a crazy schedule..."
Taylor walked out of the bathroom barefoot, not even having time to put on a bathrobe and a dry hair cap.
She tapped lightly on Leon's face. "You are so considerate, honey. The schedule will be much more relaxed after the Los Angeles tour ends. At that time, we will have more time to stay together."
After a simple dress-up, Taylor walked out of the mansion holding Leon's arm. From a distance, she saw Scott standing at the iron gate.
A convoy consisting of two nanny vans and four business vans lined up at the door.
Seeing the scene of the two walking out of the mansion hand in hand, the expression on Scott's face was indescribable, like eating a big mouthful of a mixture of ghost pepper and lemon.
"Miss Taylor!" The assistant team quickly surrounded them and handed over the prepared breakfast and coffee.
Taylor took the coffee and handed it to Leon smoothly. "Do you want a cup, honey?"
"Of course." He intentionally smiled at Scott and tapped lightly on Taylor's face.
"Hmph..." Scott suppressed his complicated mood and tried his best to maintain decency. "The speed of your development is really unexpected... I hope it is the same in music. I look forward to you writing a hit new song while taking advantage of the sweetness now."
The thing he regrets most now is letting Taylor participate in the recording of Bang Bang at the beginning, causing the current result. Although Taylor always has no resistance to scumbags, the situation this time is completely different.
Most of her past boyfriends were third-rate actors or singers. Leon's fame and influence are much greater, and he is also an ambitious record company boss.
No one in the entire record industry doesn't covet this money printing machine. Scott is worried that his control will decline.
This situation is happening.
"I think we will soon have the crystallization of love." Leon's casual remark made everyone's eyes widen.
Including Taylor herself, she almost didn't hold the coffee cup in her hand steadily.
"Why are you looking at us like this? I'm talking about music."
Scott gritted his back molars. This remark seemed like a joke, but it was actually a disguised announcement of sovereignty over Taylor.
Maybe one day the two really have a crystallization of love, and his control over this money printing machine will completely collapse.
He straightened his placket to make himself look less embarrassed. "I have to congratulate you, Mr. Leon. The performance of We Don't Talk Anymore by you and Miss Robbie on streaming media is very eye-catching."
Borrowing the traffic of the official breakup announcement, the sales data of We Don't Talk Anymore on streaming media is very strong.
Single-day sales on the Spotify platform exceeded 100,000, and there were also 50,000 sales in the Apple Store.
Breaking through 300,000 in the first week is almost a certainty.
"These data are meaningless; we have to see the Billboard ranking a week later to see the result." Leon said.
The competition for the Billboard chart in September will be extremely fierce. Although Adele's Rolling in the Deep has entered the end of its dominance, it still occupies the top three positions.
JAY-Z's new song Niggas In Paris dropped to fifth on the chart after eating up the traffic from the shooting incident.
The competition for the first place is extremely fierce. Maroon 5's collaboration with Christina Aguilera, Moves Like Jagger, temporarily pulled Adele's Someone Like You off the throne.
But this dominance will not last too long. Rihanna will release the first promotional song of her new album We Found Love after the MTV award ceremony ends tomorrow.
Unsurprisingly, this is Leon's biggest opponent on the Billboard in the second half of the year.
The promotion strategy formulated by Def Jam and ROC is targeted. Whenever Leon releases a promotional song for his new album, Rihanna follows closely and releases one.
According to Columbia Records' plan, Old Town Road will be released as the second promotional song in October. Unsurprisingly, the biggest opponent is still Rihanna.
"You don't have to be so modest. Your achievements are obvious to all. The last person who could reach this height within one year of debut was Lady Gaga..." Scott changed the subject and mocked: "Speaking of which, someone always sends you heat continuously, right? You must read today's Los Angeles Times. The content is really wonderful..."
"Oh, I've already seen it. Although I don't know which bastard paid for this stupid thing out of his own pocket, I have to thank him. Just because such fools always appear, my wallet can be continuously replenished." Leon replied.
Regarding the behind-the-scenes promoter of this smear incident, Scott is also on the suspect list.
His Jewish good friend Braun has plotted against Apocalypse Music more than once, and the Jewish gang in the entertainment industry controls almost all media channels.
They can easily launch a public opinion offensive and use the emotions of the public to destroy a person.
"We have to go~" Under the urging of the assistant, Taylor reluctantly said goodbye to Leon.
"I wish your performance today a complete success."
"It's a pity you can't come to the scene to watch my performance."
This afternoon, Leon also has an important event, a signing session and a young director exchange event organized by the Film Association.
"It doesn't matter. You can perform for me alone after the concert ends, the kind with high notes."
Taylor's cheeks flushed, she glared coquettishly and closed the car window.
The two's open flirting behavior surprised the staff who had followed her for many years.
In their impression, this new generation little diva has never shown such an attitude towards any man.