There is a song in French: "J'aimesoleil." j’aimejazz。 j’aimelescafesparismoismai。 ”

It means: I love sunshine, I love jazz, I love cafés, I love Paris in May.

When you go to Paris, you must choose the right season, otherwise it will be very hot or cold, and you will not want to linger. So May, just right.

Eva is a Parisian and knows what the season is like, and although she has been in London lately, it doesn't stop the girl from rushing back to her hometown to stay.

Today's weather is wonderful, not too warm, not too light, a bit like a shell flower just emerging from the soil, flowing tender green.

In such good weather, she slept as usual and then went for a walk with her puppy. In the afternoon, when the waters of the Seine had turned golden, she walked down the Champs-Élysées to the Petit Palais.

There is also a Grand Palace across the street, both built for the 1900 Exposition. More than 100 years later, the Grand Palais has been transformed into a public exhibition hall with a large number of art exhibitions held here every year, and the Petit Palais has become a municipal museum with works from the Impressionists, Independents, the Middle Ages and the Renaissance.

≌←Well, Eva's favorite thing is to spend a day alone in various art galleries. Similar places in Paris, the Orsay and Pompidou are frequented more, and today it is a whim to come here and wander around.

In fact, it is very unpopular, and neither the citizens of the city nor foreign tourists like this place very much, only those art students occasionally come to copy the paintings.

At this time, she was in an exhibition hall of the Barbizon School, and besides her, a security guard was poking in the corner boredly.

Eva did not study much of the Barbizon School. From Miller to Rousseau, looking at it all the way, it is quite a bit of a bustle. Eventually, she stopped in front of Corot's Pastoral.

This painting is not Corot's masterpiece, and its reputation is not high, and the content is several people playing in the wild, leisurely and relaxed. The girl liked it inexplicably, and stood there for a long time.

She wore a black T-shirt and a pair of black straight-leg pants with her arms hugged. Bent at the knees, her light brown hair tied haphazardly, revealing a straight and slender back erect neck.

The security guard also looked at it for a long time, and this back was like some kind of charming dark matter, revealing a strong sense of existence.

He really wanted to come forward and have a conversation, but reason made him timid, as if she was the only one disturbing the things around her, and no one else could touch them.

The hall is very quiet, one to look at the paintings. A person who looks at people is a landscape.

"Ha ......"

Halfway through, an abrupt yawn interrupted the atmosphere.

Both of them came back to their senses and looked at each other. At some point, there was another person in the hall: a typical Asian face, lean and tall. It seems that I have just come in, and I seem to have stayed for a long time.

What's even more annoying is that this thing has no sense of piety. With a kind of burnout and pickiness like visiting the vegetable market, he slipped from the east door to the middle of the field, and then crowded around Eva, also looking at the "Pastoral Song".

The girl frowned, of course she didn't think he had any artistic cells, she came over curiously to join in the fun just because she saw someone standing here.

Sure enough, the man held on for a few seconds, then muttered to the next one.

After a while, he continued to slide back there, slippery, slipper...... Until I went around the pillar, I finally stopped, staring at a painting decently.

Eva has an impression, and it is also Corot's work, called "The Forest of Fontainebleau", a few trees, a few cows, a pond, and the sky is wide and the clouds are light.

The man should have liked it very much, and looked at it motionlessly for a long time, and then stepped back, probably wanting to change his perspective.

Eva saw him retreat step by step, retreat, retreat...... Behind it, there is a tall shelf, and on top of it, there is a strange vase.

She opened her mouth, just to remind her, that the goods had already leaned in, and the shelf was crooked, and the vase was about to fall to the ground when it staggered.

“……”

She grinned, waiting for a faint commotion to sound, but immediately opened her eyes wide.

Seeing that the man reacted very quickly, he felt that he had hit something, and immediately turned around, grabbed the bottle with his long arm.

"Whew!"

He also seemed to be very weak-hearted, and he carefully held the object steady, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

“hey！”

But the security guard didn't do it, snorted, strode forward, and said, "Sir, what are you doing?" You almost ruined an outstanding work of art! ”

"Uh......"

The man paused, and said in stumbling English, "You, can you speak more slowly?" ”

"It's such a piece of art that you almost ruined it! Are you Chinese? Japanese? Korean? You are simply so reckless, you should apologize! ”

The thing seemed to understand the two words, and hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm very, very sorry, I was really careless." ”

"Do you know how much trouble I'm going to get if you break it, what an uncultured fellow......" The security guard still chattered.

"It's just a misunderstanding, isn't it? Can you be quiet? ”

Eva felt that they were noisy and couldn't help but interject.

"Oh, ma'am, I'm sorry for disturbing you." The security guard instantly turned his smile, didn't look at the perpetrator, and went back to the corner to continue poking.

The creature looked innocent, scratched his head, leaned over to her, and said, "Uh, thank you, thank you for helping." ”

"It's fine."

Eva glanced at him, her big empty eyes mixed with gray-green pupils.

“……”

He was startled, these eyes were so weird.

…………

"You're so cool, I almost got caught."

In the evening, Chu Qing met Cheng Ying, Ning Hao, Diao Yinan and Liu Ye and boarded the train to Cannes from Lyon station. As soon as Fang got in the car, he kept chattering, and he listened to others.

"Who told you not to come with us?" Cheng Ying choked directly.

"It's like, I bought Nana a lot of gifts, and she must like it." Liu Ye also carried a few big bags to show up.

"What is there to shop, Xiaoying, didn't you buy it all last time? If you want to change something fresh, you can buy the exact same one! Chu Qing is very puzzled by this attribute of women.

Miss Cheng rolled her eyes, simply ignored it, and counted the results of her own hard work.

Speaking of this film festival, the only Chinese films shortlisted for the main competition are Lou Ye's "Purple Butterfly", and the rest are like "Second Brother", "Incense", and "Uniform", all of which are films of a kind of attention unit.

Liu Ye was supposed to set off with Lou Ye, but he found out that Chu Qing was also going, okay, the dead beggar Bailai recommended himself to join the gang. People had no choice but to take it with them.

Today is May 13th, and tomorrow is the opening ceremony.

The crew of "Purple Butterfly" had already arrived first, and they arrived in Paris in the morning and transferred to Cannes in the afternoon. The bear child came to France for the first time, and took advantage of this little effort to go to the Champs-Elysées to buy something.

He didn't want to go shopping, he would rather wait, but Cheng Ying was very hilarious and went shopping with him in the name of accompaniment. As for Ning Hao and Diao Yinan, although the two of them have no money, it does not hinder the vision of the gangsters.

So, Chu Qing stayed alone.

Ya was originally waiting in a café, but she didn't see anyone when she drank it, so she simply went around the neighborhood. didn't think about it, but I ran into that.

From Paris to Cannes, the drive took about four or five hours, and at about ten o'clock in the evening, the group arrived at the Hilton Hotel in the small town.

Wang Xiaoshuai won't arrive until tomorrow, so Chu Qing went to say hello to Lou Ye first, and met classmate Xia Zhang by the way. Because Gong Li didn't come this time, she was quite a bit of a mother's daring in the world, and was even touted by some domestic media as the great bodhisattva Cheng Dù who rescued the suffering.

If it was a few years earlier, she was still very modest about such a statement, but she would accept it calmly, it seems that this year's actress is her and Nicole Kidman, choose one of the two.

Chu Qing said yes, expressed appropriate greetings, and went back to the house directly. I think that at the beginning, he and Class 96 were still eating at the same table in the restaurant at the entrance of the Chinese opera, and they were drinking wine, but now they have their own fate.

Jet lag is a frustrating thing, not to mention that he also took a long-distance plane and changed trains. At this moment, the person is tired when he falls on the bed, and he soon becomes sleepy.

And in a daze, I suddenly remembered the French girl, with miserable white eyes and gray-green eyes, and a dark surging of witch light in her beauty, like poppies inserted in her heart, and blood beads were falling drop by drop......

(State scum!) (To be continued......)