Chapter 1032 - What Drag?
In the middle of November, the weather in Paris is more comfortable than in the imperial capital.
When Qin Ye walked out of the airport, it was night, and in the night, the whole city looked extraordinarily charming.
Open the window and you'll be greeted by the blues melody wafting from a roadside cafΓ©.
The weight of my heart disappeared, and the whole person seemed to relax with the music.
"Brother Night......"
Wang Dacheng handed over the tablet, "Sister Gu said, this is your private itinerary in Paris for the past few days, let you see if there is anything you want to refuse, she will deal with it." β
Qin Ye took it and looked at it.
At the top of the list is Arthur.
Arthur mentioned it several times, saying that he wanted to invite Qin Ye to dinner, but he never got his wish.
This time I'm in Paris, and if I can't get rid of it, I really can't say it.
In addition, there were two media interviews and several advertising street shots.
Thinking that he was going to stay in Paris for four days, except for the third night to attend the Paris Film Festival, there was nothing else to do, Qin Ye glanced at it roughly, and all of them were answered.
The hotel is located on the Champs-ElysΓ©es.
Smelling a faint fragrance of flowers in the air from a distance, Qin Ye asked the driver to stop the car and walked to the hotel lobby with a walk.
As soon as I entered the revolving door of the hotel, I felt a flash behind me, as if someone was secretly taking pictures.
Qin Ye turned around and saw a young man wearing a peaked cap turn around and run away.
Seeing that Qin Ye was stunned for a moment, on the side, Wang Dacheng smiled, "Brother Ye, does this mean that we can plan to go abroad and rush to the world?" β
"How dare you think about it!"
Qin Ye said with a smile: "You can't be a big fat man if you eat in one go." β
In the Chinese entertainment industry, so many first-line and super-first-line male and female stars have not been able to make a name for themselves in Hollywood for several years.
Not to mention a person like her who has only debuted for three years.
"Then what is there not to think about?"
Wang Dacheng looked confident, "If you put it on others, you may have to think about it more." When it comes to you, Brother Ye, I believe that everything is possible! β
"Besides, dreams still have to be had, what if they come true? You say yes, Brother Night? β
As they spoke, the two of them arrived in the room.
Not long after entering the door, Chen Yu came.
People are in good spirits on happy occasions, as the only Chinese film shortlisted for this film festival, even if it can't win any awards, it can be regarded as a recognition.
Therefore, it has been more than half a month since I arrived in Paris, and I am not used to eating and living, which has caused the whole person to lose weight, but Chen Yu's spirit is surprisingly good.
"I have a few friends in the circle who watched "Patronus" and said that there is a possibility of impacting the award. So, these days, you have to work hard to socialize with me. β
Knowing that Qin Ye didn't like to socialize, Chen Yu looked at her a little cautiously when she spoke.
He hesitated in his heart, thinking that it was just a meal, it was not a difficult thing, Qin Ye responded happily, "Okay, no problem." β
The smile on Chen Yu's face deepened.
made an appointment to meet the next night, sent Chen Yu away, and Qin Ye rested.
When he got up in the morning, Qin Ye went to the hotel's own gym.
After ten minutes of warm-up, Qin Ye got on the treadmill.
But after just a few runs, Qin Ye turned off the treadmill, turned around and walked to the equipment area, and stretched out his hand to the muscular hunk sitting in front of the barbell rack, "Camera, hand it over." β
Obviously, he didn't expect Qin Ye to speak French, and he spoke so authentically, the muscular hunk was stunned for a moment.
After hesitating for a moment, he took out a palm-sized slip from his pocket and handed it to Qin Ye.
Glancing at him coldly, Qin Ye deleted the photos inside and returned the microsheet to him.
Turning to leave, before Qin Ye's steps could be taken, he heard the muscular hunk snort coldly: "Little white face, what are you dragging?" Spicy Chicken! β