"Director Wang, I heard that our film won a three-in-a-row slam, Best Picture, Best Director, Best Protagonist?"

On June 8, on the plane from Peking to Nice, Huo Yunting looked indifferent and chatted with Wang Xiaoshuai beside him.

In his hand, he didn't forget to turn his string of Arhat Buddha beads.

Everywhere he went, he was the same three things, backpacks, umbrellas, and strings of Buddhist beads. Especially after the Buddha bead plate is addicted, it is itchy in my heart if I don't turn around for a day.

After more than a year, the oil is shiny.

I heard him say that this Wang Xiaoshuai's head is big, "You kid want to eat fart?" Take three at a time, you can't find a film in the world to take three at once. ”

"Maybe this miracle started with you."

"Let's pull it down, take three more, it's good to get a small prize." Wang Xiaoshuai looked angry.

Someone once commented on Oscar: He is an old man who has Alzheimer's syndrome. It is difficult to deduce a correct answer from such an old man.

But at least it can be deduced, no matter how difficult it is, he can follow it.

The Cannes Palme d'Or, on the other hand, is more like a menopausal lady with a moody temper and a wandering mind.

The best film, best director, best actor, etc., every year in the news media of the Golden Palm, it would be good if one out of ten could get it right.

As soon as he heard this, Huo Yunting wondered, "Didn't you say that you can at least win a more awesome award?" ”

"You also believe that you are bragging to it, I don't dare to fight this guarantee, they dare to fight."

"Standing and talking one by one doesn't hurt my back. As a fucking thing, I can get a Lifetime Achievement Award. ”

Wang Xiaoshuai muttered in his mouth, obviously angry with his friends in the circle.

In a few years, he might have learned one word: milk.

Huo Yunting shrugged, leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. It doesn't matter if you can take him or not, Wang Jinghua told him that getting on this red carpet is to earn.

"Hey, little Huo'er, you have all the visas, ID cards, passports, and other things, don't lose them."

"Don't worry, you can't lose it."

Wang Xiaoshuai patted the front again, "Yuanyuan, talk to Lao Yao Qinhao, you can bring all the documents." ”

"Gotta Wang Dao'er."

Their trip to Cannes can be described as full of them. Gao Yuanyuan, Lao Yao, Qin Hao, none of these leading actors is bad.

Originally, I wanted to book business class, but there were not enough five, so I had to book first class.

Wang Xiaoshuai is also willing to spend money, anyway, it's not him, the company will reimburse it, then it's hard to make it.

Huo Yunting, who was talking to Wang Xiaoshuai and Gao Yuanyuan, was already napping, and there was a slight snoring sound.

Huo Yunting has been being squeezed to death by Zhang Jizhong since he returned to the crew after the year, and Na Weiya has been chained to his body almost every day.

I have to say 800 love words to Liu Yifei a day, and he is numb when he says it.

has been squeezing him for several months in a row, and the camel Xiangzi has to be anxious when he comes.

No, I got on the plane to France not a day after the filming ended. Hurry up and take advantage of this kung fu to close your eyes and rest.

This sleep went straight to the dark.

When Wang Xiaoshuai woke him up, it had been about ten hours, he yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes and got off the plane, and his brain was a lot clearer when the breeze blew.

All kinds of noisy and noisy sounds around me instantly drilled into my ears. There was a surge of people.

There was Chinese, there was English, there was Japanese, and there were other languages that he couldn't understand.

The excitement around there is not ordinary, selling films, selling discs, renting big dark horses, big ocean horses......

If you listen closely, you can hear the curry-smelling words.

Stretching and looking around, his gaze resting on a sign.

"Fuck, Wang, are we fucking in the wrong place? Not going to Cannes? How did this get to Nice? ”

"This international flight is to Nice, there are no international flights to Cannes. I booked a boat in advance, and when the time comes, we'll go to Cannes by water. ”

After saying that, Wang Xiaoshuai blinked. No, this kid can still read English?

"I said Xiao Huo, do you know English or French?

"English."

"I've never heard you say that before. Didn't you say you didn't graduate from high school? What's up? English or Strengths? ”

Huo Yunting glanced at him lightly, "I know a lot of things."

(I'll have more stuff)

If he can't even speak English now, he will be blind to him during the time when he was in the crew of "The Condor Heroes", brushing up on level 4 real questions every night and watching foreign language movies.

After that, he hooked up with Qin Hao and walked out of the airport.

"Let's go, rat, let's go taste this French cigarette too."

Looking at Huo Yunting's back, Wang Xiaoshuai was stunned for a while.

Good guys, and old London!

"You kid put ...... on me"

The distance from Nice to Cannes is only twenty or thirty kilometers, and Wang Xiaoshuai booked a cruise ship in advance and asked for five seats.

It is expected to arrive in an hour at the latest.

It is estimated that it will be seven or eight o'clock in the evening when I arrive in Cannes.

The cruise ship was pure white, with a dense window of small squares, which at first glance looked like a mille-feuille.

"Holy shit, it's fucking luxurious."

"Luxury?" Wang Xiaoshuai patted him on the shoulder, which is also medium-sized. ”

"When you get to the boat, you should eat, you should play, and you can make whatever you want." Wang Xiaoshuai waved his hand, looking extremely heroic.

He adheres to a truth, if he doesn't pay for it, then he will make it casually. Otherwise, he wouldn't have a cruise ship.

The heating facilities in this cruise ship are good, and it is now the end of spring, so it is still a little hot to stay in here.

Originally, Huo Yunting planned to change into short-sleeved shorts to go for a walk, but when he saw that everyone else was in formal clothes, he was embarrassed to kick a drag board and walk out.

So he changed into the suit that Wang Jinghua prepared for him when he walked the red carpet. There are two sets in total, one set of backups.

"Yo, Brother Huo, this dress is really spiritual."

walked out of the room to find some food, and Qin Hao next door also pushed the door out.

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with a flower on his chest and shiny hair.

"Have you waxed your hair? Eyes sparkle at me. ”

"That's right, Brother Huo, come on, come on, you can also be on the hour."

Qin Hao couldn't help but drag Huo Yunting to his room, spray hair wax on his hand and wipe it on his head.

The smell is a bit pungent.

After a while, a big back was straightened, and at first glance, there was a feeling of combining the gambling god Zhou Runfa and Jack in "Titanic".

Qin Hao, who watched it, was called an envy. But it's not envy of his looks, it's envy of his hairline.

Brother Huo, I really envy your hairline. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to his forehead, "You see, I started to lose my hair at this young age, and I feel that in more than ten years, I will have to be like an elder brother, and in more than twenty years, I will have to become the Mediterranean." ”

"Aren't you thick with your hair?"

"It's all appearances, and I'm losing my hair every day."

The two talked and went to the restaurant to forage for food.

Lao Yao is old, and he was a little dizzy when he took the plane, and he was lying in the room sleeping at this time.

Yuanyuan is not seasick, but she seems to be a little seasick, and the cat can't come out of the room.

As for Lao Wang, he is working hard to write a book, and he has changed and deleted his acceptance speech. He thinks this is very important, what if he does win the award?

The two of them went to the restaurant for a while, read the menu, and finally Huo Yunting asked for a red wine baked beef.

This French specialty is weird, like that baked snail, he thinks it is better to give himself a porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.

Qin Hao followed the customs of the locals, and ordered all kinds of messy dishes.

Huo Yunting didn't know if it was delicious or not, anyway, Qin Hao was eating a lot.

"Brother Huo, we have to follow the customs."

"Pull it down, it's the grilled cheese you ordered, I smell it and I feel smoked. The incense is too much, and it is greasy. ”

The two were chatting when an attendant brought two glasses of red wine.

Qin Hao was stunned, and they didn't order red wine.

The attendant whispered in their ears and gestured to the seat at the other end of the restaurant.

"Two gentlemen, these two cups of Patus were given by the lady."

Qin Hao didn't know much English, so he had to look at Huo Yunting with a blank eye.

Huo Yunting looked sideways, and an old woman with gray hair was sitting in the corner.

Wearing a pair of violet triangular glasses, he was draped in a pale red fluffy blanket, revealing his extravagance.

Seeing Huo Yunting looking at her, he nodded slightly, revealing a polite smile. Bright white teeth glowing in the light.

Huo Yunting's face changed suddenly, and the rest of the beef was stuffed into his mouth, and he quietly patted Qin Hao's thigh.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the French old Nier is here."

Qin Hao stuffed foie gras, cheese and other things into his mouth in two or three bites, followed Huo Yunting and hurriedly slipped out of the restaurant, all the way to the deck.

When we reached the deck, the salty sea breeze blew and the waves sounded.

Huo Yunting took out the French specialty cigarette "555" he bought before, lit one for Qin Hao, and then slowly told "American Old Nier: French Special Edition".

Qin Hao, who listened to it, grinned, and felt that he was not clean when he smelled the salty seafood.

"No, foreigners play with such flowers."

Huo Yunting looked serious, "Do you understand the gold content of the first Chinese on Broadway?" ”

"It's normal for foreigners to be really open."

A female voice came from the side, and the two of them realized that there was a third cigarette butt flashing on the pitch-black deck.

If you look closely, it is a Chinese woman, wearing a white slip dress.

As soon as you hear the accent, you know that it is someone from the treasure island.

This Huo Yunting is too familiar, Liu Pinyan was talking about it every day from his side, and he was about to learn it.

Qin Hao leaned closer and took a look, "This sister, has anyone said that you look like Shu Qi?" ”

"Really?"

"yes, I like her. I love all of her films. ”

"What are they?"

"Like "Spirit and Desire", "Red Light District", "Erotic Men and Women", ......"

(End of chapter)