林深喘着气，把手机往地上一扔，指着不远处那栋灯火辉煌的摩天大楼，骂骂咧咧：“到底谁说娱乐圈是个好地方？不就是想赚钱吗？至于搞得跟特工接头似的！”

手机屏幕上，最新一期的娱乐八卦杂志封面赫然印着他的名字，标题是《影帝深夜酒店被捕，疑拍假戏真做，被激烈缠绵现场曝光》。 beneath the headline, small photos like a bombshell were spread out, showing him in an extremely intimate state with a mysterious woman. It looked like a real torment, but in fact, it was all staged. However, the photos were clearly taken from a high-angle bird's-eye view and had been cleverly edited. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't notice the inconsistency between the photos and the real situation.

林深皱着眉头, "艹, 这群狗仔又搞什么鬼。假戏真做是假的, 拍得跟真的似的, 这能忍?"

旁边的工作人员连忙打圆场, "林影帝, 这不是八卦杂志的报道, 他们是搞了点小动作, 报道应该没这么夸张。我们还是赶紧想办法澄清一下吧。"

林深摆摆手, "澄清什么, 这不都是我应得的。再说了, 这假戏真做本来就挺刺激的, 谁看了不说几句好话。"

他顿了顿, 又补充一句, "而且这女人还挺有眼光, 知道怎么给我炒作。可惜啊, 本影帝现在没空考虑这些。"

工作人员们面面相觑, 都知道林深最近正忙着接一部新电影, 那可是他翻身做人的重要作品。没想到他还挺会玩, 假戏真做还能拍出真效果。

就在这时, 一个人影从阴影里走了出来, 慵懒地靠在墙上, 眼神里带着一丝戏谑地看着林深。