The crew was based in the 16th arrondissement, and it was just dark on the weekend, and Martin, Mane, and Alan Peggy left the hotel in the same car.

Mene looked at Alan in surprise: "We're going to pick up girls!" ”

Allen's long hair was tied into a ball, and he was wearing a well-fitting black suit, and said, "I'm also going to pick up girls." ”

"You?" Mene's eyes widened.

Alan nodded: "Who rules that women can't pick up girls?" ”

"What a waste! Shame on waste! Familiar with the mix, Mene spoke casually, he raised two fingers, extremely painful: "You waste two people at a time!" ”

Alan said deliberately: "Which one do you like, be careful that I rob you." ”

Mene shook his head: "It's useless, you can't snatch it." ”

In this regard, his self-confidence is bursting: "Don't talk about you, even the boss can't snatch it away." ”

Alan looked at Martin in surprise: "He's bragging?" ”

"No, he's not bragging." Martin can calmly accept that he is not as good as Mene: "I really can't grab the target that Mene fancies. ”

Alan couldn't figure it out and was full of wonder.

Bruce drove to the villa area on the west side of the Bois de Boulogne and approached a large villa with a courtyard.

Isabelle Huppert has been in the film industry for many years and has a rich net worth.

The four of them parked the car and came to the door of the villa, and several men in suits guarding the door read the invitation, took out four golden masks with their mouths exposed, and motioned for them to put them on.

The masked party, as the name suggests, wants this mysterious mood.

A man in a suit reminded: "Please don't take off your mask before leaving." ”

Martin put on the mask, but took off his blazer, threw it to Bruce, and when he walked inside, he unbuttoned a shirt, and the fitted white shirt highlighted his strong figure, making his original gentlemanly temperament a little more wild.

In the courtyard, there were more than a dozen men and women, all wearing golden masks, and they couldn't see their original appearances clearly.

Ellen Peggy spotted a petite woman in a red dress and said, "I'm going to go it alone." ”

Martin waved his hand and entered the hall of the villa with Mene.

In the spacious hall, there were twenty or thirty people at this time, most of the women were wearing well-fitting skirts, and masks covered their faces, but everyone was in good shape.

The men were fat and thin, and a few looked quite old.

A woman in a sundress walked by, and Mene automatically turned her gaze and said, "Boss, I'm going to leave too." ”

"Go ahead." Martin is still looking for his target.

Bruce followed Mene's gaze and saw the woman in the sundress and said, "You know her?" ”

Mene said: "On the red carpet of the Cannes Film Festival, I took a lot of photos of her walking light, especially the location of the light, I have studied it carefully, and I will never admit it wrong. ”

He clapped his fist: "Sophie Marceau, that's her." ”

Martin also heard: "Good luck, old man. ”

Mene nodded, and walked briskly over the other.

Maybe this guy really has a special temperament that attracts older ladies, and by the time Martin's eyes swept around the hall and turned to Mene again, he was already chatting with the lady in the sundress.

Next to her, a woman in a black and white flower skirt carefully looked at the faintly prominent muscle outline under Martin's shirt, walked over quickly, and invited, "Let's have a drink." ”

The woman spoke French, which Martin could understand.

A masked party is like opening a blind box, and if you are not familiar with each other, no one knows whose face is under the mask.

However, this blind box is a two-way choice.

Martin smelled the scent of the woman, Chanel No. 5 perfume.

Leonardo and Nicholson, the two rotten people who have studied perfume deeply, like the woman of Chanel No. 5, are more or less older and more mature.

Martin politely refused: "Sorry, ma'am, I don't want to drink for the time being." ”

The mask covers the face so that it is not embarrassing, and the woman does not do much entanglement to find the next target.

Martin walked up the hall as four or five more women approached him to greet him, all of whom he politely declined.

Judging by the size of his chest and the color of his skin, he could tell that it wasn't Eva Green, the number one target tonight.

"Hey, man." Suddenly, a man came over and said, "Alone? ”

Martin shook his head and walked away.

At Huppert's party, there was really everyone.

No target was found in the hall, so Martin simply went to the backyard, and as soon as he entered the backyard, he saw many people looking at the third floor and turning their heads to look that way.

On the balcony on the third floor, a man and a woman leaned against the railing, studying horse racing.

Because they are wearing the same golden mask, I don't know who they are.

The mask covers not only the face, but also the embarrassment and shame of the person.

Martin took advantage of the crowd's attraction to the two people on the balcony, and quickly swept his gaze, and then fixed on a woman who had just come out of the side door.

This person is about 1.7 meters, with long brown hair draped behind a golden mask, and a long blue skirt that is propped up to a considerable height in the front and back.

Martin walked over there, judging by her experience, judging by her white and delicate skin, she was about twenty-five years old.

The woman's golden mask also turned to Martin's side.

The mask obscured her expression, but Martin could tell from her mannerisms that she seemed interested.

He recalled watching "Dreaming of Paris" many times, Eva Green has brown hair, about 1.7 meters, and the size of her chest is quite spectacular, and she is twenty-six or seventeen years old......

Martin took two glasses of wine from the tray the waiter was carrying, walked over quickly, and handed over one: "Can I please have a drink?" ”

The daughter reached out and took the wine, touched Martin slightly, and took a sip.

According to the rules of the party, you can't ask for a name unless the other party agrees to leave with you, Martin took a sip of wine, he really didn't speak much French, and asked, "Can you speak English?" ”

"Of course." The woman smiled and said, "Although I am French, I have specialized in American English. ”

Suddenly, a strange cry rang out.

Martin and the woman turned their heads at the same time, and on another balcony on the third floor, there was a red dress with her hands pressed against the guardrail, and a golden mask loomed behind her.

Probably stimulated, the two people on the balcony next to them also shouted.

On the balcony between the two, a third pair appeared.

Masks give people great courage.

There was a seat next to the backyard pool, and Martin made a gesture of please: "Sit down and enjoy?" ”

The woman came over and naturally grabbed his arm: "The party here is really not ordinary." ”

The two came to the pool, found a two-person seat and sat down, Martin stretched out his hand to test it, saw that the woman did not refuse, put his arm around her shoulder, and watched the show together while brewing the atmosphere.

The woman leaned on Martin, felt the strong muscles, and suddenly reached over and touched the strong abdominal muscles.

Martin also made sure that the other side was not lined.

As for whether it is artificial or natural, it can be seen with his experience.

On the third floor opposite, there are three big plays and six actors, and the interpretation is wonderful.

People left the backyard one after another, and one person entered the villa, perhaps up to the second or third floor.

There are also some people who leave the party directly.

After all, staying at the party means not being able to remove the mask and ask who the other person is.

On the fiery body, there may be a Goldenberg face.

The vast majority of people tacitly follow the rules.

Martin admired the show and exclaimed: "Huppert is worthy of being the first goddess of literature and art in France, and the party he designed is very creative and full of art. ”

The woman leaning on him was quite confident: "Maybe in another ten years, I will surpass Huppert and become the first person in the French actress industry." “

Martin turned his head, only to see confidence in the woman's eyes under the golden mask.

In such an artistic environment, the two looked at each other, leaned forward, and wanted to kiss.

There was a soft thud, and the puffed noses of the two masks collided together.

This damn mask is well-designed, and it's not easy to kiss.

Martin stretched out his hand and took the initiative to invite: "Let's change places?" ”

The woman nodded slightly, pointed to the villa, and asked, "Go inside, or go to the balcony?" ”

Even though Martin was wearing a mask, he didn't want to be watched, and said, "Why don't we go out and find a place?" “

The woman did not refuse, but stood up with him, and said as she walked out, "You want to know who I am?" ”

Instead of answering, Martin asked, "You don't want to know who I am?" ”

The woman said: "There is some speculation, but it is not appropriate to guess here, everyone in this party tacitly abides by the rules." ”

Martin had an idea: "Why don't you go out in a while, let's write down our answers, and wait to take off the mask and see who guesses correctly?" ”

The game was very interesting, and the woman said, "The one who guesses correctly takes the initiative?" ”

Martin is very good at up and down, front and back, left and right, and is an absolute all-rounder, saying, "No problem. ”

The two left the backyard, walked through the vestibule, came to the door, and walked out of the gate together, holding hands.

Martin saw Bruce get into the car in the distance, and was about to drive over, asked the security guard at the door for a pen, and said, "Write your name in the palm of your hand?" ”

The woman took the pen, turned her left hand away from Martin, wrote a line in the palm of her hand, and gave the pen to Martin.

Martin also wrote a name on the palm of his left hand.

The pen was returned, and after a little waiting, Bruce drove the black sedan, parked on the side of the road.

Martin pulled the car door: "Get in the car." ”

The two got into the car one after another, and Bruce raised the baffle to separate the front and rear seats.

Martin smiled and said, "The game is on." ”

The woman closed her eyes, folded her hands and prayed: "I hope I won't guess wrong, and I hope the dream will come true." ”

She opened her eyes: "Lady first, this gentleman, please take off your mask." ”

Martin undid his mask and took it off.

The moment the woman saw Martin's face clearly, the position of her mouth and nose that was not covered by the mask bloomed with a bright smile: "Sure enough, it's you, Huppert didn't say anything big, she really invited Martin Davis to the masked party!" ”

She flipped open her palm, and Martin's name was written on the palm of her hand.

Martin feigned helplessness: "I was seen through so easily. ”

"Now my answer is about to be revealed!" The woman took off the mask.

The face revealed, Martin was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't name it for a while, but it was by no means Eva Green.

"Don't you know me?" The woman is in good shape, and at the moment she is even more chested and waisted: "I'm Léa Seydoux, an actor. ”

(End of chapter)