Chapter 140: The Good Days Are Over
"Hey, you know, Mister is coming to Hong Kong, do you think his next movie is going to be filmed in Hong Kong?"
"He's so cool, he actually left the movie "Impunity" that was being released, and came to Asia without saying a word, and those reporters who were waiting near his house were dumbfounded."
"Ahh The sharp spit style on The Late Night Show in Letterman. ”
The news of Xiansen's visit to Hong Kong is as Chen Fala said, just one day, it caused a huge sensation, and the number of visits to her blog has soared from hundreds to tens of thousands.
Among the younger generation of Hong Kong people, there are many boys and girls who have a blind admiration for European and American cultures. Sen has become their idol.
This is an abnormal phenomenon, at least when Xiansen learned from Chen Fala that he was actually shown in the program by an education expert from a Hong Kong television station as an example of preaching the advanced education system in Europe and the United States, his face looked extremely embarrassed.
He knows very well that he has received his father's cramming education since he was a child, and the interest classes he has attended have been completed in a semi-voluntary attitude, and it is these interest classes that allow him to know a little about all kinds of works of art after becoming a director, although he has many friends on European and American campuses, racial discrimination and unfriendliness are everywhere, he doesn't know why these bullshit education experts can talk nonsense on TV openly, he only knows that everything he is doing now is in addition to talent and hard work, Also because he has a plug-in that no one knows about. And none of this has anything to do with the education system he received.
"I'm in Hong Kong, it's beautiful here."
For his whereabouts, Xiansen has never deliberately concealed it, no, after seeing the beautiful sea view of Stanley. He couldn't help but post a blog post with a photo he had taken.
The photo is a vista of a building, and when a Hong Kong media reporter saw the photo, he immediately packed up his equipment. The first time I rushed to the place in the photo, not because of anything else, but because this place is too familiar to Hong Kong people, Stanley Prison, the most stringent place in Hong Kong.
When reporters rushed to Stanley. Xian Sen and Chen Fala had already taken a taxi to the high street, this is a green and white car, the driver at first glance gives people a full sense of security, short hair and flat head, burly physique, huge chest muscles and arms muscles with well-defined lines.
"Master, it seems that you like fitness."
Sitting in the passenger seat of the taxi, Xiansen smiled and talked to the driver.
"There's no way to do it!"
The driver spoke authentic Cantonese, and Xiansen was a little dumbfounded and looked at Chen Fala who was sitting in the back seat.
The driver said. Doing what they do, there's no way. ”
Chen Fala translated the driver's original words, and as soon as the words fell, he heard the driver answer with a smile: "Miss Chen has spoken Mandarin in Beiren. ”
"Miss Chen?"
Xiansen muttered a little in his mouth, and then looked at Chen Fala again.
"Master speaks my Mandarin better than some mainlanders."
Chen Fala shrugged, stuck out his tongue arrogantly, and then explained to Xiansen in a low voice: "Actually, I am from Sichuan, and I only went to the United States after I was ten years old. ”
"Oh, I see."
Xiansen nodded suddenly in realization, it turned out that Chen Fala was the same as himself. They all went to the United States since childhood, no wonder the Chinese is spoken so smoothly, thinking of this, his face showed a little inexplicable smile.
The car drove for a while. Seeing that he was about to arrive in the city, suddenly, Xiansen bent down, covered his stomach and shouted loudly: "Master, you can stop at the place where there is a bathroom in front of me, my stomach hurts a little." Ah, it hurts! ”
"Sir, bear with me, I'll take you to the bathroom."
Seeing Xiansen's appearance, the driver drove the car to a public restroom on the side of the road, looked at the pedestrians coming and going, and stopped the car with some hesitation.
"Farah, help me to the bathroom, ah, it hurts me."
opened the car door, Xiansen's first sentence shocked Chen Fala who was sitting in the back seat, and asked him to help him go to the men's bathroom? What an international joke! At this time, the driver also saw Chen Fala's embarrassment, and took the initiative to propose: "Sir, Miss Chen is a girl, oh, I'll help you in!." ”
"You?"
Xiansen showed a reluctant smile on his face, waved his hand, bent over, and walked towards the public bathroom step by step, when he was about to arrive at the door, he saw that he was still in pain just now and instantly returned to normal, took out a mobile phone from his pocket, pressed a group of numbers, and shouted loudly: "Hey, that driver, let me tell you something, I just need to press it now, I will dial 999, you hurry up and say, who are you?" ”
Chen Fala, who was sitting in the car, saw that Xiansen, who was dozens of meters away from him, suddenly made this move, and he didn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he walked out of the car and asked, "Master, what is he talking about?" ”
"Farah, stay away from that driver, be careful not to get hurt by him."
Seeing Chen Fala walk out, Xiansen hurriedly reminded loudly, in the car, he felt that the driver seemed a little abnormal, especially the sentence Miss Chen suddenly confirmed his thoughts, you know, from the time she got in the car to now, Chen Fala has never said her name. ”
"I'm a normal driver."
The driver's expression was very calm, he glanced at Chen Fala who was secretly retreating step by step, spread his hands and said helplessly: "You don't want to count the money!" ”
Xiansen couldn't understand what the driver was saying at all, so he had to shout loudly: "Farah, what did he say?" ”
"He said we didn't want to pay the bills."
Chen Fala is an excellent Cantonese simultaneous translator, hearing this, Xian Sen laughed instead, held up his mobile phone and said: "Farah, pay 200 yuan to this master, we won't take his car." ”
Hearing Xiansen's order, Chen Fala took out two hundred Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, folded them into a square, and threw them to the driver.
"Haha, good, it's really worthy of being a great director, and the vision of seeing people is different."
Looking at the coins thrown in front of him, the driver smiled and gave Xiansen a thumbs up, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and after chatting with the person on the other side of the phone, the driver nodded respectfully, bent down to pick up the money thrown on the ground, and said: "Mr. Mister, I'm sorry, but I don't mean it badly, I was entrusted to take you to a place, you wait a while, my client will come over soon." ”
Waiting for the arrival of that stranger here stupidly is obviously not a smart thing, Xiansen wanted to leave in the crowd, but Chen Fala was not by his side, so he had no choice but to hold the mobile phone in his hand, ready to call 999 at any time depending on the situation.
More than ten minutes later, a black extended Bentley stopped next to the taxi, the door opened, and a woman walked out of it, only to see her stepping on more than ten centimeters of high heels, wearing a pair of toad glasses, and holding a stack of documents in her hand Step by step towards Xiansen.
At the first glance of this woman, Xiansen knew that his good days were over.
"Oh my God, Bella, why are you here!" (To be continued.) )