The sky is a little dark, and the colorful neon lights on the buildings are reflected in the river that runs through the city.

A two-story yacht with a dozen or so people sitting on it, both Eastern and Western.

The most conspicuous are the two men standing on the second floor of the yacht, both wearing big sunglasses and chewing cigars, leaning on the fence of the sightseeing boat.

"There's a lot of water here." Qin Muchu sighed.

"There is not much water, how can it be called a special water city."

A mouth is the quintessence of the country, and there is no one else except Jiang Wen.

The cigar was clipped to his hand, and the smoke he spit out was quickly blown away by the wind, and he pointed ahead:

"It's almost there."

The land in front of us grows larger, and an island emerges in front of you, which is the Lido Island, the venue of the Venice Film Festival.

"Uncle Jiang, we're here."

The yacht slowly landed, and on the deck of the first floor of the yacht, a young man who looked about the same age as Qin Muchu waved and shouted.

"Let's go."

Jiang Wen patted Qin Muchu, and the two walked down together.

"Hey, Uncle Jiang, slow down."

The young man who had just spoken jumped onto the shore first, and reached out to pull Jiang Wen again.

Jiang Wen shook his hand and stepped ashore:

", I'm not seventy or eighty, I still want you to pull."

Looking at the casual tone and attitude of speaking, Jiang Wen had a good sense of this young man.

And Qin Muchu stood aside, looking at the young man with a complicated look in his eyes.

Because the young man's name is Cheng Zuming.

This name may not be familiar, but his father must know it - Fang Long.

The second generation of top stars in the entertainment industry played an important role in Jiang Wen's movie "The Sun", and this time he came to participate in the Venice Film Festival.

However, they did not meet together in Yanjing, but in Venice City, and then took a yacht to Delido Island together.

The yacht was still prepared by Cheng Zuming, otherwise Jiang Wen and Qin Muchu would have come over by speedboat.

In that case, smoking a cigar is a bit wasteful...... You take a puff, and the wind smokes a ......

Cheng Zuming had a very enthusiastic attitude towards Qin Muchu, perhaps because both of them were young people, and they chatted with Qin Muchu very enthusiastically on the yacht, talking about the east and the west.

But Qin Muchu just politely perfunctory him, and in the end, he hid on the second floor of the yacht by saying that he was seasick.

Cheng Zuming didn't look for Qin Muchu again.

……

"You are not old, but my father said that he wants to honor you as an uncle, let me learn from you."

Cheng Zuming touched his head, a little shy, and looked at Jiang Wen's eyes full of admiration.

Qin Muchu looked like his ancestor, he was completely an honest boy.

Don't...... Haven't sucked it yet?

There are more than a dozen people in the group, in addition to Jiang Wen, Qin Muchu, and Cheng Zuming, there are still some crew members, people sent by the producer of "Dayang" and the like.

Zhou Yun didn't come, she had to take care of the children at home, and she couldn't get out.

And the rest of the actors didn't come so early, and they came back in a few days until the awards ceremony.

Jiang Wen, as the director, took Qin Muchu to attend the opening ceremony of the Venice Film Festival on the 30th night of August.

That is, a week later.

The Lido Island is visited by a large number of filmmakers, as well as film lovers from all over the world.

Therefore, it is difficult to book a hotel, and it is ridiculously expensive, any hotel will cost two or three thousand euros a night, which is converted into about tens of thousands of yuan a night

"Boss Yang is thanks to another sum."

Sitting on the bus to the hotel, Qin Muchu teased with a smile.

This time, their hotel in Venice was booked by Boss Yang of the British Emperor, and it was still the best hotel in Lido Island, and the daily accommodation fee was as high as the annual salary of ordinary people in the current Celestial Empire.

Jiang Wen's face darkened:

"Less special code fart, only how much money to live in a hotel? The domestic box office can't get back to its roots, and there are still foreign countries, the movie has won an award, and it may be possible to make a profit by selling the film. ”

Qin Muchu smiled and didn't speak, he just deliberately teased Jiang Wen.

As we all know, literary films have a low box office, but that doesn't mean it doesn't make money.

If you really shoot one and lose one, investors are not stupid, and they will definitely not invest again if they lose a few times.

At that time, unless the director had a mine at home and lost money to make literary films, literary films would have disappeared long ago.

But literary films still exist, which shows that it is still making money, or it will not lose a lot.

That's another role of film festivals – selling films.

Most literary films don't make a lot of money at the box office when they are released in cinemas, so many people sell part of the copyright of the film to film distributors at film festivals, such as DVD rights.

In this way, not only will it pay for itself, but sometimes it can also make a small profit.

……

The bus quickly stopped at the door of the hotel, and Qin Muchu and the others walked into the hotel lobby to prepare for check-in.

As soon as he entered the hotel, Qin Muchu was stunned and saw a familiar figure.

Skinny, wearing a peak-billed hat, and two foreigners next to him, the three of them walked towards the hotel elevator as they spoke.

"Director Zhang!"

Qin Muchu shouted directly.

In a foreign country, the Chinese language can especially attract the attention of the people of the Celestial Empire.

Don't say that his surname is Zhang, and he is a director, just now someone shouted "beauty", Zhang Yimou had to look back and look at it curiously.

So he turned back.

This time, a smile appeared on his face:

"Xiao Qin! Why are you here? ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked over to Qin Muchu directly.

Qin Muchu also took two steps to catch up:

"Isn't he attending a film festival when he came with my father?"

Qin Muchu pointed to Jiang Wen not far away.

Jiang Wen also saw Lao Mouzi at this time, smiled and waved his hand to say hello, but did not come over.

Zhang Yimou was the same, and he didn't mean to walk over and speak.

The two seem to have reached a tacit understanding.

Zhang Yimou had something to do, Qin Muchu didn't talk to him for a long time, and after making an appointment to see him again, they separated.

"What were you two doing? How is it uncooked? Qin Muchu walked up to Jiang Wen and asked.

"Avoid suspicion, Lao Mouzi is the chairman of this jury, you have to pay attention, foreign paparazzi are also dogs, and when the time comes, isn't it a shame for our country to splash dirty water?"

……

Walking into the hotel room, it is luxuriously decorated, the location is also good, and you can see the river outside the window, and the sightseeing boats are slowly drifting on it.

Qin Muchu looked out the window at the architectural style that was very different from that in China, the pointed bell tower, the hemispherical top of the building, and the windows and doors of the house were basically arched.

This is a completely different scenery from the Celestial Empire.

Qin Muchu suddenly wanted to see the scenery of Venice, so he walked out of the room and knocked on Jiang Wen's door.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Wen opened the door and asked.

"Go out and go around, are you going?"

"No, there's a filmmaker coming later."

"Somebody buys your film now? It can't be a liar, right? ”

Qin Muchu was a little surprised, the Venice Film Festival has not started yet, that is to say, "The Sun" has not been screened at the film festival, and the film has not been seen, so someone has bought the film.

"Fuck off, Lao Tzu has a reputation, you know a fart! Roll on, pay attention to your own safety, this is not domestic. ”

Jiang Wen waved his hand, scolded impatiently, and then closed the door.

Qin Muchu pursed his lips, and just as he was about to leave, the door opened again.

Jiang Wen poked his head out:

"You ask Xiao Cheng if he is willing to go, and the two of you will have a care together."

"Well, forget it."

Although Qin Muchu was not sure whether Cheng Zuming was sucking it now, he was reluctant to gamble, I heard that it was all dyed one by one among friends.

Jiang Wen is interested, and Cheng Zuming performed well in filming "The Sun", and he likes this young man quite a lot.

One hand pinched Qin Muchu's shoulder:

"What's the matter, arrogance is committed again? Turn one's nose at? That kid is a good actor and quite sensible. ”

"Uh...... The personality is not compatible, and I can't be friends. ”

Qin Muchu can't say that Cheng Zuming has sucked it, first, he is not sure whether he sucks it now, and second, he can't explain how he knows.

"Alright, I'm leaving."

Qin Muchu didn't give Jiang Wen a chance to continue talking, turned around and left.

Jiang Wen looked at Qin Muchu and felt a little strange, feeling that he was not telling the truth, but he couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head and closed the door......

……

The elevator goes all the way down to the lobby on the first floor.

Qin Muchu was still thinking that if everything hadn't changed, the matter of Cheng Zu's name "sucking" would be exposed sooner or later, so would there be more mosaics when he watched "Dayang" again in the future?

Or simply "The Sun" can't be watched......

"It seems that there is a movie because the actor is gone, so what is the movie called...... There is Yang Mi, and there is an actor in it who is very unlucky, and the debut ten years have been blocked, and it is really ......"

Qin Muchu muttered out of the elevator.

Suddenly, a shout was heard:

"Xiao Qin!"

His body suddenly stiffened, and he secretly scolded that some things really couldn't stand the chatter.

Pretending not to hear, keeping the same pace, he walked out of the hotel with his head down.

But there are some things that can't be avoided.

"Xiao Qin!"

A hand slapped on Qin Muchu's shoulder.

Qin Muchu raised his head and saw Cheng Zuming's face.

Squeeze out a smile and pretend to be surprised:

"Cheng ...... Brother Cheng, are you going out too? ”

This "brother" shouted extremely reluctantly.

But there is no way, the two are of the same generation, and Qin Muchu is younger than him.

And Cheng Zuming also has a background, calling Jiang Wen and shouting "uncle", he can only admit this dumb loss.

Cheng Zuming smiled all over his face:

"Is seasickness okay?"

"It's better, I'm going to go shopping, this is the first time I've been to a Western country." Qin Muchu replied.

Don't say together, don't say together...... He muttered in his heart.

Maybe it was the chatter that played a role, Cheng Zuming really didn't say that he was going to go shopping with Qin Muchu, but patted Qin Muchu on the shoulder, and a look of regret appeared on his face:

"It's a pity, I'm too tired these days, otherwise I'll go with you."

"No, no, you can rest, I can do it myself."

Qin Muchu almost didn't laugh, trying to control his facial muscles and making a concerned expression:

"Brother Cheng, go and rest, pay attention to your body."

"Okay, then you're having fun."

Cheng Zuming patted Qin Muchu's shoulder and walked towards the elevator.

Qin Muchu looked at his back and breathed a sigh of relief, if Cheng Zu Mingzhen really said that he wanted to be with him just now, then he might be a little seasick again.

Shaking his head, he walked out of the hotel.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, and turned to look at Cheng Zuming again.

He just ...... Aren't you going out?

(There is another chapter, writing)

(End of chapter)