Chapter 142: May 10th

Furniture City.

On the sliding elevator, Fan Xiaoye was on the phone, dressed lightly without makeup, and didn't even carry his bag.

"Okay, I got it."

"Heh, each has his own ideas...... Yes, I'm also sorry, your script is so good, I can only have the opportunity to work together again in the future...... Okay, that's it, bye-bye. ”

She hung up the phone, put it in her trouser pocket, and pouted, "It's yellow." ”

"The director doesn't agree?" Chu Qing asked.

"Well, I don't agree with it."

"Tsk!" Chu Qing licked her lips and reached out to put her arm around her shoulder, not knowing what to say.

After Fan Xiaoye was idle at home for two months, a crew finally came to invite, it is an urban drama, and it is also the first TV series in China to talk about the IT industry, called "Zhongguancun Fengyun".

Of course she was happy when there was filming, but after flipping through the script and finding that there were several kissing scenes in it, she discussed with the filmmaker whether she could delete it or borrow it.

And then, here's how it turned out.

Chu Qing is actually quite guilty, for the sake of that child-like naΓ―ve promise, he lost the job opportunity in vain, and this is only the first time, there will be more in the future.

In particular, it is because of oneself that the other person has sacrificed something, and this sense of guilt is even stronger.

"Oh, it's okay!"

The girl rubbed his face and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's also a supporting role, just six or seven episodes of the play, the script is still old-fashioned, if you don't act, you won't act." ”

"Then you just said that people are good." He chuckled.

"Polite words! Ay? ”

She blinked, suddenly turned to the side, and said, "That man seems to have heard you say, what's it called?" ”

"Which man?"

"It's the one who kisses me, it's called ...... Well, you met that teacher in Chinese opera. ”

"Hao Rong?" He tilted his head.

"Oh yes, that's the name!"

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Chu Qing had a burst of egg pain, so many Chinese. Why is the showbiz so small, you can touch the next door casually!

Hao Rong, uh, with the poor middle peasant temperament of this product, actually plays a high-end IT elite, and has to play N corner love with others, I shudder when I think about it.

Well, he suddenly became relaxed, and he deceived himself: The crew with such an unreliable vision will push it if it is pushed.

The two went upstairs. The space suddenly opened up.

Where are the complete sets of tables and chairs, red, yellow, not red or yellow, anyway, it is mahogany, it must not be huanghuali.

As soon as I walked a few steps, a beautiful shopping guide came over and asked, "What do you need to see?" ”

"Look at the bed." Chu Qingdao.

"Oh, please."

The beauty apparently recognized them. But his expression was always calm, because he was bombed too often.

Anyway, the gossip that has been very exciting recently is, well, these two are going to get married. The rhetoric is convincing. There are also huge candid photos, printed on the covers of various entertainment magazines, and the show of affection between you and me is very credible.

They all bought their belongings together. Don't get married?

This news is still quite marketable, after all, many viewers are sprouting their CP, and they can achieve positive results. It seems that you can also share some merit. Friends were even more surprised, and they called one after another to ask, and the two had to explain, saying that they were just moving.

They have visited a number of furniture cities in the past few days, and they are not very satisfied, so that the bosses are very disappointed, what a good advertisement, they don't have to pay money, and they can still earn something.

Nowadays, the common people do not pay as much attention to the quality of home furnishings as they did later, and they have to find someone to design a small set, which will not even be popular with IKEA, and only built China's first store in Beijing the year before last.

The two of them also went to see it yesterday, and they really couldn't adapt to that style.

In Chu Qing's new home, the decoration of the bathroom has been completed, with flush toilets, water heaters and wash basins, as well as some small bits and pieces, adding up to exactly 10,000 yuan.

There is a refrigerator, and the one that we bought together with the money at the beginning is eighty percent new. Fan's father and Fan's mother are engaged in decoration lavishly, and the household appliances are going to be replaced with new ones, and he will naturally accept them.

I also had a TV, and I bought it myself when I lived in a rental room, so I didn't watch it for long. So, the large appliances, except for the air conditioner and washing machine, are all alive.

The remaining tables, chairs, benches, pots and pans, etc., are all available in the old house, and they are used directly.

Compared with her boyfriend's slow and leisurely, Fan Xiaoye was a little anxious, she wanted to buy it all at once, it was too hard to procrastinate, but Chu Qing was unwilling to let her spend money.

"Look here, it's all the latest."

The shopping guide pointed to two beds, one large and one small, and said: "This one is 1.5*2.0, standard specifications, if the bedroom space is small, it is more appropriate to buy this." The other one is 1.8*2.0, a little bigger, depending on your own needs. ”

Fan Xiaoye pretended to nod, glanced at it casually, and then sighed lightly.

"Ah, and the round ones!"

She ran to the opposite side and patted the milky white round bed, which had been laid with cushions, and the water-colored dome was still hanging with lace curtains, which looked like a dream princess house.

"How big is this?"

She looked very fond of it, sat on it again, rubbed her buttocks, felt the comfort, and asked.

"This one is two meters in diameter, and it's the largest we have here." The shopping guide replied.

The girl propped up the mattress, blinked her eyes, sold cuteness to her boyfriend, and said with a smile: "Buy this, right?" ”

Chu Qing picked her up with one hand, too lazy to take care of it, just adding to the mess, and asked to himself: "What kind of wood is that 1.8*2.0?" ”

Fan Xiaoye followed behind in small steps, secretly pinching his waist.

"We have two kinds, one elm and one beech." The shopping guide ignored their movements, bypassed the fence, where there was a lone reddish-brown wooden bed, and said: "If you like beech wood, I especially recommend this one for you, the material of blood beech wood, and there are natural large patterns, which is particularly beautiful." ”

Chu Qing originally wanted to buy elm, which was more durable, but looking at this bed, the shape is plain, the color is heavy, the pattern is not vulgar, and it is particularly transparent. I liked it at first sight, turned around and touched it, and asked, "Can I step on it?" ”

"Well, just take your shoes off."

"Go up and jump twice." He turned to his girlfriend.

"What?"

"Try to be sturdy or not."

The girl looked at him with disgust, tore off her shoes, stepped on them carefully, jumped lightly, seemed to feel very good, and jumped a few harder. The bed frame was held steadily, and there was not even a little movement.

"Hey, this bed is so good, no matter how much strength it makes, it doesn't make a sound, it doesn't shake!" Her eyes sparkled in praise.

Shopping guide: "......"

Chu Qing: "......"

Eldest sister, don't you think that this is especially easy to make people think of some embarrassing things?

After the girl finished the test, she was quite satisfied, sat on the edge of the bed and watched her boyfriend put on her shoes, and asked, "How much is this?" ”

The shopping guide said: "We are running a promotion, if you buy it with the bedside table." It is a 85% discount, and a high-quality mattress is also given. She estimated it and said with a smile: "It's five thousand yuan in total." ”

Chu Qing squatted and thought about it, within the range of bearing, he looked up at Fan Xiaoye, the other party also nodded, and said happily: "Buy!" ”

…………

Cannes.

The 53rd edition of the film festival also opened today, as the first film festival in the new century, the theme has naturally become nostalgia and retrospectiveness. The organizing committee hopes to take the audience back to France 400 years ago. The main hall of the opening ceremony was also deliberately turned into an ancient castle from the 17th century.

Compared with last year's petty family, this year's French can be said to have spent a lot of money, not only inviting a large number of Hollywood stars to participate, but even their own Prime Minister Jospin has come to press the scene.

Cannes has always been a bit of a stranger. It's not so much a film festival as a show. Venice and Berlin, although also commercialized, are much more restrictive than this.

Especially in the next ten years, it will be even more miserable. The good French coastal town was brutally occupied by a large number of domestic stars. The three major European film festivals have been turned into a grade of what kind of chicken and what kind of flower.

The domestic audience also likes to hear it. Look at the female star, watch the female star wearing clothes, watch the female star tear the clothes, and after watching the female star tear the clothes, they start to pretend to be green tea again......

In short, it's cool!

In fact, in major film festivals, the so-called movies really only account for a small part, and there are too many interests behind it.

Just like Cannes, from opening to closing, there are dozens of commercial events, large and small. Those brand sponsors, in order to attract more eyeballs, often hold their annual pies during the festival.

And the spokesperson they selected is either a world supermodel or a first-line star from various countries, and naturally they have to do publicity for the financier. So we see those who have to go over and get around without works, not only to rub the red carpet, but also to have a task.

Be kind, and open the map cannon.

night, after the opening performance.

At the Lumière Cinema, the main hall of the festival, many people's busy schedules have already begun. The annual ceremony of a big brand is being held here, the style is forced, the atmosphere is harmonious, there is no light music supporting the turtle, just by which these people poke, it is enough to reach a sufficient level.

The organizer of the event is also very familiar, called Gong Li.

Perhaps she has made such a deep impression on Westerners that every year Cannes invites her to attend, or exhibit, or judge, or observe, just like her own children.

This year, the organizing committee directly handed over the work of sending the organizer to her. Sister Gong has also seen the world, saying that there is no pressure, shuttling between celebrities from all walks of life, talking and laughing freely.

At this time, she was politely with a gringo, dressed in a black dress, slim, glancing around from time to time.

Turning to the door by chance, his eyes suddenly paused, and he smiled apologetically: "Oh, I'm sorry, I have a friend coming, I have to go and say hello." ”

"Oh, it's okay, please." The foreigner waved his hand and dodged away on his own.

Jiang Wen held the child with one hand and his daughter-in-law with the other, and when he saw her coming, he teased his little daughter and said, "Yilang, call my sister." ”

"Sister!"

The three-year-old mixed-race little Lori blinked her beautiful big eyes, although she was surprised by her father's aesthetic vision, she still screamed obediently.

"Yo! That's good! ”

Gong Li bent down, kissed her face, hugged her mother Sandrine, and said with a smile: "You have been covering this baby bump for several years, how can you be willing to bring it out?" ”

Jiang Wen was far from the usual burrs in front of his family and old friends, and he was very shy, and said: "We both came out, and we can't leave her at home alone." ”

Sandrine stood on the side, knowing they had something to say, and picked her daughter away. She is French, a literary and artistic worker, with a quiet temperament, in addition to accompanying her husband on this trip, she also works as a translator by the way.

"You're moving too much this time, and you might be in some trouble." Gong Li has nothing to say to him, and he heard a little wind before, and he was worried.

"I take my wife and children out on a trip, and they still care?" Jiang Wen opened his eyes and said nonsense.

He brought two actors this time, Jiang Hongbo and Kagawa Teruyuki, one qiΔ“ from Jane.

"I can't control it now, I'm just waiting for you to jump in." Gong Li didn't have a good air, so she looked back at the guests, saw that the atmosphere was normal, and then asked, "Hey, do you know when it will be released?" ”

"I haven't believed it yet."

Gong Li somewhat understood what he was filming, and reminded: "There are a lot of Japanese media and audiences here this time, you have to pay attention to it then." ”

"What do I pay attention to? If you can't keep it, you will become a martyr? Jiang Wen rubbed his short stiff hair and said with a smile: "I can't be a martyr, cowardice, I don't have that guts!" (To be continued......)