1288 Mood differences
At this moment, Pierre-Bernard (Pierre-Bernard) really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury himself, and the shame was bubbling like a small flame, and he would not hesitate if he could escape, but he knew that he could not, so he could only go forward.
"Lan Li, I'm sorry......" After the first sentence came out, I still didn't feel better, but I finally opened the conversation, "I was at the door just now, I'm really sorry I didn't recognize you." I clearly made an unforgivable mistake. In fact, the whole club has a warm welcome to you, and it's genuine. β
"Oh, no, no, no. Lan Li waved his hand again and again, and stopped the words with a smile on his face, "Believe me, this is not the first time I have been rejected, and it won't be the last." Do not worry. You're just doing your job, and there's no need to apologize for doing your job. β
This is not the first time, nor will it be the last.
What do you mean?
Chris was full of question marks, why couldn't he understand it?What was Lan Li talking about?Was it a mockery?Or was it a joke?Or was it something he was implying about?
Chris isn't the only one.
Pierre and the rest of the staff didn't understand either, but he was more direct and surprised, "You mean, uh...... Is there anyone who hasn't recognized you? God!"
Lan Li laughed brightly instead, "Why does everyone know me?"
"But...... But, you're Lance-Hall. Pierre's words were simple and direct, and the thoughts that came out of his mind came out of his mind.
Lan Li smiled and nodded, "It's a fact. But the problem is that just because you know doesn't mean everyone knows. β
"For film lovers or film practitioners, Jean-Luc-Godard or Ingmar-Bergman are the top directors that everyone must know, and they have even changed the history of cinema, they can hate or hate, but how can anyone not know them? But, in fact, not everyone likes to watch movies, and not everyone can remember actors and directors. Lan Li then explained.
Lan Li is serious.
Lan Li has always been well aware of this, but the past few months of vacation have made Lan Li understand this truth even further.
For skydivers, for Queenstown residents, for Alaskan hunters, he is an ordinary young man who has just graduated from college and is exploring the world and life. In his body, there is no aura and no focus, and in the same way, the name Lan Li has no meaning.
For Lan Li, performance is the focus of life.
But for many, livelihood is the center of life.
In the past, when Lan Li was watching "Paradise Cinema", there was such a sentence in it, "If you don't go out to see, you will think that this is the whole world".
When he heard it for the first time, Lan Li liked this sentence very much, but only when he really experienced it did he understand the meaning and connotation behind it. The world is so big, life is so long, life is so wide, if you refuse to broaden your horizons, then you will be like a frog at the bottom of a well, and you will never be able to feel the true meaning of life.
Hollywood's Vanity Fair and London's high society are the same, they're just another well.
So, as Lan Li said, this is not the first time, and it will not be the last. The rules that apply to the field of film do not necessarily apply to other fields, nor do they necessarily apply to one's own life.
Feeling the stunned and surprised gaze in front of him, Lan Li couldn't help but chuckle again, "Don't be so shocked, I just said a fact, not a new theory like Stephen Hawking put forward some shocking new theory." β
The joking words made people weak and helpless, but after all, they still couldn't hold back, and the smile on the corner of their mouth overflowed.
"Anyway. Thank you for your help, and you don't need to be sorry. Lan Li's gaze paused for a moment, landing on the badge, "Pierre." After politely thanking Chris again, Lan Li smiled politely at Chris, "Sorry for disturbing your private party." Hope you all had a wonderful afternoon. β
Hypocrisy.
This is the first reaction in Chris's mind, packaging himself with a lot of seemingly profound but boring content, pretending to be high-level, pretending to be high-minded, pretending to be out of the way, just like Lan Li's usual trick, and it is the same today, those words that go around and around, he doesn't understand the meaning at all, is it satirizing his love vanity?
Amusing.
If he really is so unique, why not just stay in London's West End? Why not quit show business and work his way up in the arts? Why do he still appear in commercial films and go to great lengths to get paid more? Why might he just not be paid at all and appear in those art films for free as a way to prove his dedication to art?
Hypocrite.
This is the real Blue Gift. In the name of high morality and the highest art, behind the scenes, he is secretly poking and constantly calculating, in the final analysis, he is just a member of Vanity Fair, but he also cleverly conceals his filth and dirtiness, which is disgusting and even more disgusting.
So, he will never be able to understand Lan Li, and they will never be friends.
Chris squeezed out a smile in response.
"Stay. Pierre took the lead and said, "Lan Li, today's party is a warm-up party organized by the crew of 'The Great Gatsby' for the official opening tomorrow, and I think Leonardo will welcome you very much." Carrey and Justin are here, didn't you work together on the main competition this time?"
I see.
Lan Li raised her eyebrows slightly, but still shook her head and refused, and said with a smile, "No need." What I need now is a little bit of a break more than a party. If what I've heard is correct, the next twelve days will be filled with parties and I need to be prepared. But thank you so much for your kindness. β
Then, nodding again, Lan Li took a step.
Pierre gave the foreman a quick glance, then quickly caught up with Lan Li, personally opened the fence for him, and escorted Lan Li out of the private club.
Chris, who stayed where he was, didn't speak, and faintly, he always felt that something was not right.
Lan Li didn't show any malice from beginning to end, didn't bring up the grudges of previous years, didn't deliberately-for-tat, didn't deliberately pretend to ignore them, and all conversations and conversations remained polite, but Chris still felt that something was not right. I can't say why, but I have some melancholy in my heart.
"Chris?" interrupted Chris's thoughts with the reminder voice from the manager on duty, "If you're ready, then let us lead you inside, the party is going on right now." β
Chris retracted his attention and let out a soft breath.
There was no need for him to feel strange, Lan Li was always like this, he had come to the party and was turned away, but now he was pretending to be high, and after someone else had invited him, he refused to leave, and made a gesture of getting out of the mud and not staining, as if everyone had to circle around him.
"Okay. Chris nodded at the manager on duty, "Then let's go inside." β
Following in the footsteps of the manager on duty, Chris left the doorway and plunged headlong into the strange scenery of fragrant sideburns and shadows.
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At this moment, the door of the club has been cleaned again, and the noisy scene just now has returned to desertion again, and in the distance, you can still see the photo wall netizen couples posing on the street, and the bustling audience continues to surround them, creating a happy and lively scene.
After the accident, Lan Li decided to give up trying to find the beach, called Andy Rogers, and then stood under the shade of the tall palm trees, and waited honestly.
Although Cannes is a small town, the streets and alleys are extremely crowded, and every corner is crowded with people, and it is not far from finding an independent individual, if not looking for a needle in a haystack. So, Lan Li stood where he was, and reported the name of the private club to Andy, and that was all.
Beep beep beep horn.
A loud horn came from behind him, not the horn of a modern motor vehicle, but the horn of a retro car in the thirties and forties of the last century, which had the feeling of a toy car.
Turning your head, you can see a mint blue convertible retro sports car bathed in the mottled shadows of the sun through the palm trees, chic/wind/flow/whistling forward, attracting countless eyes along the way, everyone couldn't help but stop, their eyes fell on this retro body, and chattered.
Lan Li's gaze couldn't help but fall on the streamlined body.
In fact, every time you spend a holiday on the CΓ΄te d'Azur, you can see this kind of retro car, and the major car rental houses offer rental services, full of the French resort style of the golden age, which may seem out of place if placed elsewhere, but in the white walls and blue sky of the CΓ΄te d'Azur, they seem to complement each other, and the rich style often makes people wander in it.
This is true in France, and it is also true in Italy.
It's not just the rich or the celebrity who would do this, so Lan Li didn't think much about it, and the first reaction in his mind was, is this a vehicle that an advertiser or film crew has rented to carry out marketing activities? Obviously, in the crowd of people so around, the effect of the topic on social networks is bound to be satisfactory.
Then, Lan Li watched the retro car swaying and swaying and stopped on the side of the road, and the burning eyes swarmed from all directions, and the driver sitting in the driver's seat even deliberately honked his horn and shouted loudly, "How about it, are you interested in taking a ride?"
Damn Ryan Gosling.