American fame and fortune

Every May, the biggest event in New York's fashion and entertainment circles is the charity dinner held by the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The most attractive part of the dinner comes from the various monster and weird looks of celebrities and supermodels.

Here, there are often the most avant-garde designs and the most incredible decorations, with beauty and ugliness reaching the extreme.

Kim Kardashian listened to Bruce's suggestion and wrapped herself in plastic tape with the "Kardashian" LOGO written all over her body. She wrapped it tightly and set off a red carpet incident.

Celine Dion wore a super tall feather headdress. Because it couldn't be installed in the car, she had to open the sunroof of the car and stick her head out.

There are also men who put on skirts, women who dress up as cats and so on.

In comparison, Taylor Swift, dressed as an angel in a tight white dress, is too ordinary.

It's not easy to stand out among so many monsters and monsters.

In the media area in front of the multi-story steps of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, reporters were also talking.

"Alessandro Ambrosio wore angel wings directly on the red carpet."

"Kardashian's duct tape outfit is so eye-popping, I bet a bottle of bourbon that Kim has a mastermind behind her."

"Yes, it's very obvious that the video door is being manipulated. We should dig out the person behind her."

"I feel like Celine Dion has been surpassed by her. Who can surpass her?"

"I heard that Hollywood's most famous troublemaking trio came to New York, and they seem to be attending tonight's red carpet."

"Nicholson? Martin? Leonardo?"

"Look, there's a big car coming!"

"It's such a big car!"

On Fifth Avenue, a yellow bus drove slowly and gradually approached the main entrance of the Metropolitan Museum.

In past red carpet ceremonies, reporters have seen sedans, off-road vehicles, convertibles, etc., but they have never seen anyone coming by bus.

In the car, four people, Martin, Mene, Bruce and Leonardo, were wearing black silk formal suits and standing in the car holding on to the armrests.

In order to prevent wrinkles, the four of them never sat down again after changing their clothes.

At the feet of the four people, there was a European-style coffin with a strange and somewhat cartoonish shape.

Nicholson's voice suddenly came from the honeycomb air holes in the coffin lid: "Isn't it here yet? You bastards don't want to drag me to the cemetery and bury me alive, do you?"

Martin answered: "We'll be there soon. Wait for me to send you the code."

Nicholson added: "I must have met Satan before I would believe your lies and lie down in a coffin to walk the red carpet."

"Don't you want to be famous in the whole city and become the focus of New York?" Leonardo would not give Nicholson a chance to back down: "Old bastard, think about it, since there was a red carpet, who has been lying on it? Walking down the red carpet in a coffin?”

He said rather exaggeratedly: "It never happened before, and even if it does happen in the future, it will just be your imitator."

Bruce looked at Martin, then at Leonardo, and finally his eyes fell on the coffin where Nicholson was lying, thinking that each of these three idiots was more unreliable than the last.

Mene had been looking outside and saw the tall feather crown he helped choose. He just wanted to carry the coffin to the red carpet quickly and then find Celine Dion, who was in his heart.

The bus stopped in front of the red carpet and Martin said, "Guys, it's on."

Four men lifted the casket containing Nicholson.

Nicholson quickly reminded: "Shake slowly, shake slowly, I'm going to vomit."

Martin said seriously: "Jack, show some professionalism. It's not time for you to make a public appearance yet. Are all your three Oscars just for nothing?"

Nicholson fell silent.

Under the surprised gazes of hundreds of onlookers, the bus opened its wide rear door, and four men wearing black silk dresses actually lifted a coffin from the bus.

Although the shape is a bit strange, very similar to that of the European Middle Ages, it does not prevent it from being a coffin!

There were four people carrying the coffin, with Martin and Leonardo walking in front.

The media reporters were like crazy, regardless of the restrictions of the media area. They rushed out of the enclosure one by one, gathered in front of the red carpet, and pressed the camera shutter frantically to capture this amazing scene.

All tape outfits, feather heads, and angel wings must be put aside!

This kind of scene has never happened in the North American fashion and entertainment circles.

"Just Martin and Leonardo, where's Nicholson?"

The reporters kept their cameras on hand and kept talking: "Why is there one missing member of the trio?"

"Nicholson isn't lying in a coffin, is he?"

"Is Nicholson dead?"

"As expected of a trio, they are really capable of causing trouble!"

Not only the media reporters and the melon-eating crowd watching the red carpet, but also the guests who had already entered the Metropolitan Museum of Art, all ran out to eat this amazing melon together.

Under the attention of countless people, Martin and Leonardo carried the coffin containing Nicholson to the multi-level steps of the red carpet and carefully placed it on the ground.

Martin kicked the side of the coffin three times.

Among them, Nicholson pressed the button, and there was a loud bang. The lid of the coffin, made of lightweight plastic, suddenly exploded and fell to both sides of the red carpet.

Martin said loudly: "Welcome to you, Your Majesty the Earl."

Leonardo also said loudly: "Welcome to you, Your Majesty the Earl."

A hand with pale skin and long nails was raised from the coffin.

Under the camera flash, it looks a little scary at first glance.

If you look closely, it's a bit funny because the hand is chubby.

Immediately afterwards, Nicholson, who had his hair slicked back, wearing a large black cloak and a red cloak, showing two long fangs, sat up from the coffin.

Classic Count Dracula look.

It can be said that it is not uncommon at all. At the Halloween parades in New York and Los Angeles every year, there are not a hundred, but twenty people dressed like this.

But climbing out of the coffin on the red carpet scene has never been done before.

Nicholson grabbed his cloak and stood up unsteadily. Maybe he had been lying down for a long time and his legs and feet were numb. When he stepped out of the coffin, he almost fell.

Martin had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he quickly supported him.

Bruce automatically retreated to the position of bodyguard.

Mene saw Celine Dion at the top of the steps and ran up.

Nicholson, the fat Count Dracula of the new era, took out his sunglasses from his pocket, stuck them on his face, and called to Martin and Leonardo: "My servants, come here and take a photo together."

The three of them stood in front of the steps, facing hundreds of cameras, posing in the coolest poses.

The order on the red carpet was almost out of order. There were too many reporters and it was too crowded. Many people rushed out of the isolation zone.

A large number of security personnel came over to maintain order. A supervisor from the organizer found the three Martins and whispered a few words. The three of them stopped and walked up the steps of the Metropolitan Museum together.

The organizer's media interview area is set up on the platform of the stairs.

As soon as the bastard trio went up, they were surrounded by cameras.

A host from New York shouted, "Jack, you guys are so cool today!"

Nicholson acted like the leader of the trio and said: "Of course, the three of us are the best partners, the coolest and most fashionable super group."

The host asked again: "Who planned all this?"

Leonardo and Nicholson pushed Martin out of the bag: "These are all Martin's ideas. He is a top planner and the idea expert of our trio!"

The host's microphone was sent to Martin: "How did you come up with this?"

"I think history, fashion, magic and legend can be effectively combined, and it turns out that the effect is very good." Martin finished his nonsense and said specifically: "Actually, I got these from "The Dark Knight" directed by Nolan inspiration, and the film brings it all together..."

He gave a blast to The Dark Knight , which came out in July.

The host then asked about Leonardo and also mentioned Gisele Bündchen, who was also present today.

Leonardo can deal with such problems more easily when he is not drunk.

The host asked about the alleged conflict between Nicholson and Martin.

"My personal relationship with Martin has never been a problem. We are best friends and best partners. We just have different views on the role of the Dark Knight." Nicholson began to change the direction according to the script and put his arm around Martin's shoulders: "He didn't listen. My suggestion is that being too immersed in the role of the Joker has led to some psychological and spiritual problems."

Martin nodded in agreement: "It's not easy to get into a role like the clown, and it's even harder to get out. My psychiatrist even said that I developed a hidden personality because of it."

Nicholson pointed to the lightweight plastic coffin that was carried away under the steps and said: "I am over sixty years old, why do I accompany Martin and Leo to fool around? Because I want him to really relax and make him happy. "

He seized the opportunity and boasted to put gold on his face: "This nonsense has a good effect. You can see, Martin's smile has relaxed."

Nicholson is a very loyal person, and Martin certainly cooperated with him at this time, smiling much more relaxedly and contentedly than in recent public appearances.

Leonardo was not to be outdone: "One of the purposes of Jack and I coming to New York this time is to save Martin."

He put a hand on Martin's shoulder, looked at Martin affectionately, and said solemnly: "Brother, you must win this war with the clown and get rid of it completely."

Martin was "touched" by the two good brothers and nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, the characters of Nicholson and Leonardo were all sublimated, stepping on Martin and climbing to the commanding heights of moral integrity.

After the interview, the trio of bastards entered the front hall of the Metropolitan Museum together.

Because they had made too much noise before, they became the center of attention as soon as they entered.

Many people looked at the three of them eagerly, thinking about how to enjoy themselves tonight.

Of course, many people were angry that they were stealing the spotlight, and cast envious and jealous looks.

The bastard trio, with thicker skin than the supporting walls of the Met, didn't care at all and instead looked for interesting things in it.