Jennifer Raybould POV -
While Simon was busy discussing follow-up strategies with everyone, it was already nearing evening on the East Coast.
After finishing her last class of the week that afternoon, Jennifer Raybould hurried back to New York.
New Haven, Connecticut, where Yale is located, is only about a hundred kilometres from New York, and Jennifer's home is also in New York.
However, the girl didn't rush back to her home on the Upper East Side, but instead drove to an apartment on the Upper West Side, across Central Park.
A friend of her father's, named Robert Iger, lived here; he was currently serving as Vice President of Production at ABC Television Network.
Parking the car on the street, Jennifer held the steering wheel, reorganizing her thoughts, and various events from the past week couldn't help but surface in her mind.
How could those hateful newspapers evaluate him like that?
Although she hadn't personally experienced the filming of 'Run Lola Run', just a fleeting glimpse during her visit to his residence in Montana was enough for her to feel how professionally he had prepared for his film.
Furthermore, from their initial meeting to the last Sundance Film Festival, countless details from their interactions proved his talent.
'Run Lola Run' was definitely completed by him personally.
However, those people were unwilling to investigate the real truth, only making baseless speculations and accusations against him.
What a bunch of incompetent people.
On Wednesday, she even mustered the courage to call him, expressing her support and trust.
However, the whole matter had continued until now without any sign of cooling down, and she naturally anticipated the conspiracy involved, so she wanted to help him even more.
Her parents, like her uncle, were well-known lawyers in New York.
If he wanted to sue those who slandered him, she could help.
However, she also knew that he didn't need her help in that regard.
As for other things, she couldn't help him; what could an ordinary girl like her do?
Then, this morning, she saw an article questioning that he couldn't have personally completed the soundtrack for 'Run Lola Run' because he hadn't received formal training.
She suddenly thought of the videotape she had recorded when they first met on Venice Beach.
So she quickly found it, and a plan quickly formed in her mind.
Taking another deep breath, she picked up her backpack from the passenger seat and pushed the door open to get out of the car.
She took a few steps up the stairs of a roadside apartment and rang the doorbell.
A woman in her thirties opened the door, and seeing Jennifer standing there, she smiled in surprise and let her in, saying, "Jenny, why are you suddenly here?"
"I'm so sorry to bother you at this time Susan" Jennifer hugged the woman named Susan in front of her and said, "But Bob and I talked on the phone, and it will only take a moment".
Susan Iger shook her head in response her concern, she led Jennifer into the living room, and called her two daughters, Katherine and Amanda, who were watching TV, to greet her, then explained, "Bob just got back and is changing clothes; please wait a moment. Oh, I just made coffee; let's try some together".
"Thank you, Susan".
Jennifer nodded, watched Susan walk away, and then smiled as she talked to the two eleven- or twelve-year-old girls.
Because their parents were very good friends, everyone knew each other.
After waiting patiently for a while, Jennifer was chatting with Susan over coffee when an elegant, dark-haired middle-aged man walked down from upstairs; it was Robert Iger.
Robert Iger saw Jennifer, smiled, took two steps forward, gently hugged the girl who had stood up, and said, "Jenny, what can I do for you? Also, did you tell your parents you were coming back at this time?"
"I'm going back soon," Jennifer heard Robert Iger's latter question, feeling a little embarrassed, but still said, "Bob, I hope you can do me a favour".
As she spoke, Jennifer had already taken a videotape out of her backpack.
The Iger family looked at Jennifer's actions, somewhat puzzled, but just waited for her to continue.
Jennifer held up the videotape in her hand, thought for a moment, and asked, "Bob, do you have a VCR in your study?"
Robert Iger shook his head in confusion.
Susan Iger, seeing the situation, roughly understood something and proactively said, "Jenny, we have one in our bedroom; we can watch it there too".
Jennifer, hearing Susan's tone, realized that she must have thought this videotape was some kind of scandalous secret, so she quickly shook her head, simply pointed to the VCR in the living room, and said with a smile, "We can play it here too".
Robert Iger's younger daughter, Amanda, became interested when she heard about playing a video.
She stepped forward and snatched the videotape from Jennifer's hand, saying, "Let me, let me".
The Igers knew that Jennifer was a very sensible girl, and seeing that she didn't stop their younger daughter from taking the videotape, they both sat down on the sofa, smiling, waiting to watch the contents of the tape.
After a while, Amanda pressed the play button and stepped aside.
The TV screen first showed a small stall selling various ornaments.
The camera seemed a bit casual, and faint sounds of people talking could be heard nearby, mixed with scattered guitar sounds that sounded like tuning.
Then, as a male voice said, "Flight of the Bumblebee, for Jenny," the nimble and rapid guitar sound immediately flowed out from Robert Iger's home theatre system, which had excellent sound effects.
Because at a certain moment, everyone around them had instantly quieted down, the guitar sound at this time was pure and clear, carrying a mysterious allure.
Although she had rewatched it countless times, Jennifer's face still showed a faint satisfaction as she listened to the melody coming from the speakers.
Robert Iger also raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Jennifer with a mix of surprise and confusion.
Susan Iger asked directly, "That's amazing playing, Jenny, who is that?"
Before Jennifer could answer, the camera in the TV screen had already turned and quickly focused on a tall boy holding an acoustic guitar.
The quality of Super 8 film was still good, so when a certain figure appeared on screen, Susan Iger and the two little girls were still a bit confused, but Robert Iger's eyes instantly narrowed.
Jennifer withdrew her attention from the TV screen, glanced at Robert Iger, and noticing the change in his expression, she immediately felt more confident.
The videotape wasn't long, only about five minutes.
However, when the frantic performance on the TV screen ended, Robert Iger's younger daughter, Amanda, reacted from her surprise and immediately cried out loudly, "That's so cool, Dad, I want to learn guitar too! Also, Jenny, is that your boyfriend? Can he teach me?"
As Amanda said this, Robert's older daughter, Katherine, also turned to look at her parents with hopeful eyes.
Susan Iger finally reacted at this point, but still felt somewhat unbelievable, saying, "This boy, it seems, should be Simon Westeros, right?"
Jennifer smiled and nodded.
Robert Iger, however, had already fallen into thought.
Why had so many media outlets pursued the news of Simon Westeros so frantically this week? The reason was simple: Simon had a strong public profile, and this could lead to higher newspaper sales and TV show ratings.
However, as the core of this incident, Simon Westeros had never directly responded to the media's heated discussions, which had to be said was a regret.
Correspondingly, whether it was fans of 'Run Lola Run' or ordinary viewers, due to Simon Westeros's avoidance of the media, they were bound to be very interested in media information directly concerning him.
In this situation, a videotape suddenly appears showcasing Simon Westeros's amazing guitar skills, and it just so happens to address many of the media's doubts about Simon Westeros during this period.
So, if it were broadcast on a TV network, what kind of effect would that have?
After a moment of consideration, Robert Iger stood up, personally walked over and took out the videotape, weighed it in his hand, then turned his head and looked over, saying, "Jenny, what do you want me to do?"
Jennifer also stood up, looked at Robert, her eyes filled with a rare determination, and said, "Tomorrow, 'Good Morning America'".