For a moment, I couldn't connect myself with the four words "famous". Whether in the long term or short term, I didn't do anything well-known, right?

But the other party directly reported my name and ran over thousands of miles. If it was really a fraud... the cost of such fraud would be too high.

The woman who took the lead in getting ashore said first: "It's great Mr. Marcus! We finally found yours!"

She took out a business card from her bag, which read "Federal Overseas Television reporter Elliott."

I took it and couldn't help but exclaim: "It turned out to be a real reporter! So young!"

The young woman replied shyly: "Actually, I am an intern reporter who has just become a regular, and this is my first time going out for an interview alone!"

"Hey? That person next to you is..."

The inseparable appearance of the feet, I wouldn't have seen a substitute messenger, right?

Unlike the petite female reporter Eliot, the man with a blue face then got off the ship was much taller and could vaguely be on par with Zach, the tallest in the game, but not as exaggerated as Zach.

The tall man also stepped forward and introduced himself: "Hello, Mr. Marcus, my name is Stuart, and I am her fiancé. The intern who was originally following this interview had something to come, so I will accompany her Elliot."

Fortunately, it's okay... Since I visited Mr. Bakir last time, I think everyone is like a stand-in ability...

After the greetings with Zach, Kay also came over and greeted me: "Hello, Marcus! They took my boat on the South Island and pointed out that they were going to find you in the Ore Town, so I will get on. I hope it won't disturb you!"

Let me put it aside if I disturb you or not. Suddenly, I feel overwhelmed with this treatment. How should normal people be treated?

"Let's go, since I'm here, I'll be the one who's here. I'll have a lobster, abalone, sea cucumber banquet tonight. It's okay to open two bottles of Maotai? I originally had Laoduo scallops, but unfortunately I ran away recently, and the rest naturally degenerated! By the way, how do you want to interview this time? Where is the video recorder? Are you hiding it?"

I clapped my hands, "Oh I get it. You are using hidden cameras and want to make documentaries, right? OK, then I won't ask!"

Female reporter Elliot said awkwardly: "Uh... it's Mr. Marcus. Before we set off, we thought it wouldn't be so easy to find you, but the photography equipment was left at home and not brought out. Today we can only record it in the text first..."

I replied with some disappointment, "Is there no photo session? Otherwise, you go back and get it, and I will wait for you here. You are a reporter, so you must be running very fast, right? Is there any Hong Kong reporter as fast?"

Elliot said dissatisfiedly: "Why must the reporter run very fast!"

…………

In the tavern of Boss Dart.

The tables and chairs in the hall were reorganized to form a circular face-to-face place. The reporter and I sat opposite each other. When we were supposed to start the interview, the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Fortunately, Ms. Elliot demonstrated extremely high professionalism and was the first to break the deadlock.

"Mr. Marcus, how did you move to this town?"

To raise the topic and make the other party feel the need to express it actively is a correct guide - and the wrong demonstration is probably "Really? I don't believe it."

Well, if you have to evaluate it, then this way of using words to make people feel good about the program effect - but it is only limited to the program effect.

I organized some language, "I moved here about three months ago, so it's inconvenient to disclose the reasons and methods... You don't want the Federal Immigration Bureau to cause trouble for me, right?"

Elliot was holding a small notebook and recording it quickly. He heard this and paused his pen suddenly, then rubbed back like a tiger, quickly painting most of the original words he had remembered into a ball of pitch black.

Seeing this, Stuart, the female reporter's fiancé, glanced at the notebook and asked in a tentative tone: "Would you like to talk about your daily hobbies?"

"Of course."

I said very simply, "My daily routine is to stroll around the town, eat, drink water, etc. It's boring, very boring!"

"It's that simple?"

Miss Elliot showed a disappointed expression.

I retorted: "Don't underestimate my daily life. I secretly told you that I am still the acting sheriff in the town. I usually seem to do nothing, but in fact I am just a simple way to investigate everywhere to stop illegal behavior!"

Stuart keenly noticed my words and immediately asked: "Acting Sheriff...what is there another official sheriff? Where has he gone?"

"Uh... I was sentenced to steal ore..."

The air in the tavern solidified instantly again.

The rustling sound of writing on the notebook suddenly paused, and then there was a clicking sound of the pen nib breaking because it was too hard.

"What's the point of such supervision!"

Miss Elliot roared.

…………

During the interview, Boss Dart had already taken Kay to the second floor accommodation house, and Boss Dart also took this opportunity to inquire with the energetic Kay.

“Where did these two guests come from?”

Even though Kay had just experienced a long voyage on the sea, he didn't feel tired at all and replied: "They are reporters from the TV station and took my boat to interview Marcus. I didn't expect that I hadn't come back for a year, and there was such an amazing person in the town!"

Boss Dart walked in front without any haste, stood at the corner of the escalator and looked at me, touching his chin and said, "This is what I am most confused about... I will ask a question."

"Boss, please tell me."

"...Which kid is a celebrity?"

As soon as these words came out, the two of them looked at each other for a while, and then walked to our table together.

Boss Dart coughed lightly and said to the tall and powerful Mr. Stuart: "Two guests, I don't know how your interview is going?"

Mr. Stuart might have suddenly seen a middle-aged gentleman talking to him, and quickly stood up and bowed slightly, expressing a slightly exaggerated but polite manner.

"Hello sir, I'm sorry for occupying your place. If we disturb the business of the tavern, we will do our best to compensate."

There is nothing wrong with this, but even the residents of the town I was present couldn't help but laugh and looked at Boss Dart's dark face.

Just like the boss, the tavern, you don’t even like to visit mice except alcoholics. In addition, Lin is cleaned up every day, which makes her feel a bit shabby to support the storefront. If you have the face to ask for compensation, you will throw the person outside.

"It's not this problem..."

Boss Dart's face, which was already "missing", frowned even deeper, "I am very grateful to you, you are willing to visit this town and my pub. I am just curious about what Marcus deserves to be interviewed..."

Stuart immediately smiled, hugged his fiancée Miss Elliot's shoulder affectionately, and said, "Although I don't know this, as the interviewee of the TV station, there must be something extraordinary. You can rest assured that my fiancée is a professional reporter of the TV station, and the interview plan was arranged by the TV station, so there is absolutely no problem. Right, my dear?"

At first I was crossing my legs and watching them show off their food in the tavern, but from my perspective, I could see that Miss Elliot, who looked shy and snuggled with her feet on the ground...
Chapter completed!