That belongs to his applause and cheers, that belongs to his screams and hugs, that belongs to his encirclement and excitement.

Even if he doesn't like it, it's his. Damn Lan Li, he once again made him ugly in front of the public, and gave him a slap in the face!

If this scene is recorded by reporters, it will be a stain on his career, "hell it", he gritted his teeth.

Suddenly I remembered one thing, this is Cannes, Cannes with countless journalists and countless spotlights, there is no need to doubt that it may have begun to circulate on social networks now.

What to do?

Chris was in a dilemma, but the club next to him suddenly began to liven up, seven or eight waiters all rushed out in one go, bustling and lively towards the surging crowd, trying their best to start controlling the situation, dispersing the crowd, and then like digging potatoes, rescuing Lan Li from the encirclement.

A rare scene suddenly appeared in front of me:

Surrounded by a group of waiters, Lan Li quickly retreated and entered the private club, while the group of fanatical fans behind him were still screaming and shouting, chasing after him, looking like a classic clip from the movie "Bodyguard".

Chris couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Everything had happened so fast that Chris didn't have time to think, his emotions were still immersed in his own shame and anger, but he was relieved to see that the club's doors were about to be blocked, and the staff seemed to completely forget about his existence and shut him out together.

One lunge stepped forward quickly, and then the other dodged, and the two staff members also pushed Chris, "It's me! Are you crazy?" In a hurry, Chris's foul mouth had already come to his mouth, and he woke them up in time to get in, and then the staff immediately closed the fence gate.

In the next second, Chris saw the embarrassed Lan Li in front of him.

Most of his shirt buttons had been ripped off, the holes in the knees of his jeans had been completely torn apart, and his white canvas shoes had now been turned into a work of art with countless footprints...... Worst of all, the handsome face was covered with mottled sweat stains, and it looked like a child who had just finished playing with mud, and even the baseball cap had been lifted off, revealing messy hair like a bird's nest.

However, at this time, there was a helpless smile on that face, and he shook his head slightly, spread his hands, and said meaningfully, "God, welcome to Cannes." It is a simple sentence, but it reveals a touch of ridicule and joking, and everyone who is in it can deeply understand the meaning behind the words.

In an instant, a smile appeared on the face of every staff member.

"Thank you. Lan Li officially expressed his gratitude, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also bloomed brightly, revealing a childish spirit.

Immediately after, Lan Li's eyes fell on Chris, "Hey, Chris, welcome to Cannes." ”

There are no barriers, no calculations, no mockery, no hints. Strictly speaking, there is also no familiarity and strangeness, and the tone is calm, as if Chris and the rest of the staff are all the same, just an unexpected chance encounter in a strange city-

This is also true.

In the face of Lan Li's generosity, Chris became a little uncomfortable. He couldn't remember the last time the two of them met head-on, but the embarrassment and jerkiness never went away, and he squirmed his mouth slightly, trying to squeeze out some words.

However, this was really not an easy task, and in the end, he could only pull the corners of his mouth, return the smile, and respond with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm too out of shape right now. Excuse me, can I borrow the bathroom and tidy myself up?, or will it be more convenient for me to go straight to the beach and embrace the sea?" Lan Li's words always carried a faint humor, not the kind of burst that made people laugh, but the lightness that made people laugh involuntarily, and a low laughter sounded around again.

One of the staff members in formal attire walked up and said, "Sorry, forgive us for our oversight. Please come with me and I will lead you to the bathroom. Then he took the lead and started to guide.

Lan Li politely nodded to everyone, including Chris, before following the staff member and leaving the entrance to the bar.

There was an indescribable irritability in Chris's heart.

That's why he doesn't like Lan Li, everything is polite and decent, everything is elegant and calm, everything is confident, and there is a lofty posture in his bones, as if everyone else is inferior;

He just wanted to unmask Lan Li and see the real panic and embarrassment on that face.

"God, oh God. There was a burst of French muttering in his ear, but Chris couldn't understand a word, and his irritability couldn't help but surge, and then he saw one of the staff members walk up with an indescribable mixed expression and ask in English, "Sorry, Chris, may I ask, is he really Lan Li Hall?"

Chris didn't know why, but nodded in the affirmative.

"'THE' Lan Li-Hall?" the other party still couldn't believe it, and asked again, adding an article to emphasize the uniqueness of the whole world.

Chris resisted the urge to roll his eyes and reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "Yes, that's right. ”

"God!" the staff member hugged his head in frustration and sighed exaggeratedly.

"What's wrong?" Chris couldn't figure out the situation at all, so he could only ask reflexively.

"Just now...... Just now......" The young man sighed twice, and then the other friends next to him were in a series of French, and then he cheered up, "Just now he came to ask about the club's ticket qualifications, and I told him that this was a private party and he couldn't come in." ”

"Are you crazy?"

"What the hell is going on with you?"

"Don't you see his face?"

"I can't believe it! Jeremy is going to kill you. ”

"What was Lan Li's expression at that time?"

"Why didn't you recognize Lan Li?"

The chatter was cathartic in an instant, completely drowning the young man, and he could only justify it again and again, "At that time, he was wearing a baseball cap, covering his face, and he was speaking French, and he didn't introduce himself, so he couldn't see it at all, and I didn't mean to ......" But as he spoke, he himself collapsed and covered his face again-

This year's Cannes Film Festival is star-studded, but even among the stars, Blue Rite is the most eye-catching, and even popular enough to rival Leonardo DiCaprio. It is no exaggeration to say that one out of every five visitors to Cannes is here for the Blue Gift.

How could he not know Lan Li? He was just ...... He just...... The argument is weak.

Chris, who was standing next to him, had a strange expression.

He didn't expect that Lan Li actually had today, and there are still people who don't know him, but if you think about it carefully, it's not unusual, after all, Lan Li is mainly active in the field of art films, and the influence of commercial films is still limited after all, at least compared to a series of superheroes in Marvel Comics, the familiarity is still slightly inferior.

Chris gently patted the staff member on the shoulder as a gesture of comfort, but attempts to say some words of comfort failed.

Chris himself has been through exactly the same thing.

Even now, when he thinks back to those duplicitous directors and producers, who used to take themselves as if they were transparent and insignificant, now they hook their shoulders and call each other brothers, and those flattering and ugly faces are simply disgusting, he can't contain his anger and contempt.

The problem is that in the face of those directors and producers, he can't get angry easily, he can only swallow all his resentment and disgust, and in the face of ordinary people...... You still can't get angry casually, but at least you can openly express your dissatisfaction and complaints.

What about Lan Li, and how will Lan Li deal with it?

Or do you maintain a mask of duplicity and hypocrisy? Or do you blatantly express your dissatisfaction? Or do you vent your anger with arrogance?

Thinking of this, Chris had a touch of empathy in his heart, he and Lan Li had experienced the same situation, he could understand Lan Li's current mood, that kind of shame and grievance but unspeakable taste, only by being in it can he deeply understand. After realizing this, the irritability gradually calmed down, and the mood became a little brighter.

The whispers were still whispering in their ears, and everyone was expressing their disbelief: during the Cannes Film Festival, among the clubs that held all kinds of top private parties, there were people who didn't know Lan Li, which was simply ridiculous, and more importantly, Lan Li should be the guest of every top party to fight for, but just now he was turned away.

This is definitely the biggest topic of conversation after tea and dinner at the 66th Cannes Film Festival.

"Thank you, thank you very much. Lan Li, accompanied by the staff, reappeared, walked over, and stopped at the entrance—

The entrance to this club is designed to resemble a pier, with a straight corridor to the left and right, and a central opening to the interior of the club, where you can see a pirate ship-like design, which displays the entire interior space.

Walk through the whole room and you can see the sea.

Now, all of them stood on the three forks in the center of the "T-shaped mouth", and then, they met again.