The director of the Cannes Film Festival also felt that this night was the most difficult night ever.

Yaheng's expression was ugly: "Gal, our news seems to have dropped another level, not to mention the front page headlines, even the front page is gone." ”

Gal nodded silently.

After half a ring, he said: "It's okay, Master Wang Huan will come to attend the opening ceremony tomorrow, and the news hotspots will naturally come back at that time." ”

Yaheng let out a long sigh: "Garr, I am suddenly a little worried. ”

Gal was stunned: "What are you worried about?"

Yaheng said: "You should know that in Huaxia, Master Wang Huan has another nickname: the king of trouble. That is to say, as long as he is there, there is no peace. thought that when he went to attend the wedding of the British royal family, he could make Ge Mingtai vomit blood so angry at the party. And tonight, when he just came to France, he stirred up the world, and you know that his nickname should be well deserved. So I'm worried that something will go wrong with the opening ceremony tomorrow night. ”

Gal frowned, "It shouldn't be, right? ”

Yaheng shook his head: "Although we have no contradiction with Master Wang Huan, others do." At the opening ceremony of the festival tomorrow, there will be a piano recital, and at first, we were going to invite Maestro Wang Huan to perform, but he turned down our invitation. Then we brought in Master Joyce. But you should know that Master Joyce had some friction with Master Wang Huan in Huaxia last year. So I'm worried that Master Wang Huan will ...... tomorrow night."

Gal was stunned: "This little contradiction, Master Wang Huan won't be there, right?"

Yaheng's expression was solemn: "We don't think so, but what if Master Wang Huan thinks so? You should know that Master Buzi was a complete violent maniac at the beginning, and he was so angry that he could even lift the gang qin and smash people." There is an old saying in China: things gather people in groups, and Master Wang Huan can have such a good relationship with Master Buzi, so the personalities are estimated to be very similar, so we should be cautious. ”

"This ......"

Gal was speechless, and after a while, he tentatively said, "Why don't we put a steel helmet on Maestro Joyce's piano tomorrow when he comes on stage?"

"Ahem......"

Yaheng almost choked to death with his own saliva.

Gal continued to come up with bad ideas: "Yaheng, since you know that Master Wang Huan is such a dangerous figure, you shouldn't have let his film be shortlisted in the first place. ”

Yaheng glared at Gal fiercely: "If I don't let Master Wang Huan's movie be shortlisted, do you want him to smash me with the piano at that time?"

"Huh...... Hehe. ”

Gal squeezed out a smile.

……

……

In Booz Manor.

Wang Huan felt that his head was getting more and more painful.

There is no way, Buzz has completely regarded him as a confidant, and he doesn't know where the energy of this old man in front of him comes from, he is actually more energetic than a young man in his twenties.

What's even more evil is that I don't know what's going on tonight.

No matter how much Wang Huan said nonsense, Buzi always felt that he was right, as if any words from Wang Huan could make Buzz resonate.

Wang Huan: "I don't know what it's written at all. ”

Bouz: "Haha, I don't know. ”

Wang Huan: "What kind of bullshit is this?"

Bouz: "Haha, it's not bullshit. ”

Wang Huan: "Although it is a flower, it is actually a grass. ”

Bouz: "Oh God, can you guess that?"

Wang Huan: "I'm desperate. ”

Bouz: "Wow, I was in despair when I wrote this. ”

Wang Huan: "......"

Booz: "That's right, I didn't have anything to say at the time. ”

Wang Huan felt that he had no love in his life, he remembered that he had obviously not bought luck tonight, why could he surprise Buzz with every word? Even if he was silent, Buzi could take it for granted? The full version of luck didn't have this effect, right?

Oh God, Jesus, Buddha!

Who will save him?

This feeling of being mistaken for a confidant is just too painful.

He wanted to go crazy.

I don't know how long it took, Buzi seemed to see Wang Huan's listlessness: "Master Wang Huan, are you tired?

At this moment, Wang Huan seemed to hear the most beautiful voice, and he nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm a little tired." ”

Butz showed a regretful expression: "I can't get enough, I can't get enough!" Tonight, the two of us exchanged a total of 365 questions, but Master Wang Huan, you are all in touch with me, and you have a heart-to-heart and a heart-to-heart connection...... Ahem, I hope there will be such an opportunity to talk with you all night in the future. Now I'll take you to the room I've prepared for you to rest. ”

God's heart is so close!

Wang Huan had goosebumps all over his body.

But soon he heard what Bouz was saying.

A room dedicated to him?

Curiosity immediately rose in his heart, what kind of surprise did Booz give him?

Buzz led Wang Huan out of the living room and to the outside of a large house to the east.

Push the door in.

Buzi said proudly: "Master Wang Huan, you see that the room I prepared for you is full of dissatisfaction, but it's a pity that your little girlfriend didn't come, otherwise the two of you will definitely have the most unforgettable night." ”

Wang Huan looked at the decoration in the room.

And then.

Silly.

The real Chinese style, but it is too special Chinese style, the inside is full of dark wood carving decorations, with windows that look like papier-mâché, like the kind of room in ancient times. Under the light of the dim antique oil lamp, the shadows of the two of them shook on the ground, and with the bright red sheets and quilts, it looked like Wang Huan's back was cold, and an inexplicable chill rose in his heart, which was really too penetrating.

This style he had only seen on TV in a century-old house.

He was starting to get hairy.

Buz triumphant: "How is it? Master Wang Huan? Is it an authentic Chinese style?"

Wang Huan's teeth were chattering: "Bu ...... Master Bouz, I ...... I would like to ask you, this ...... Where do you see this style?"

Buzi said proudly: "This is the decoration style of the most noble place in China, the Emperor's House, what is it called the Forbidden City?"

Imperial palace......

Hehe......

It's really the most honorable place.

Wang Huan glanced at the gloomy room, and always felt that the gloomy wind was gusting, which made him creepy.

What's more, this room has also been soundproofed by Bouz, and if something happens at night, it will definitely be called every day, and the ground will not work.

Wang Huan suddenly turned his head to look at Buzi: "Master Buzi, I suddenly don't want to sleep." It's a long night, and we don't want to sleep, so why don't we talk about creative inspiration all night?"

Bouz: "Really?"

Wang Huan's expression was extremely serious: "It must be true." ”

His heart was bitter.

It was a long and torturous night......