The actor's mental state is not stable

Chapter 100 Her movie is really good

"Director Wang, I heard that this film won three consecutive slams, Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Leading Role?"

On June 6th, on the plane flying from Beijing to Nice, Huo Yunting was indifferent, chatting with Wang Xiaoshuai beside him.

He didn't forget to turn his string of Arhat Buddha beads in his hand.

Wherever he goes, he always looks like the third child, with backpacks, umbrellas, and strings of prayer beads.Especially after the string of Buddhist beads is addictive, I feel itchy in my heart if I don't turn around for a day.

After more than a year, the plate is shiny and shiny.

I heard him say that this handsome Wang Xiao has a big head, "You kid, do you want to eat ass? Get three at once. You can't find a movie in the whole world to get three at once."

"Maybe this miracle started with you."

"Go ahead and get three more. It would be nice to get a small prize." Wang Xiaoshuai looked sullen.

Someone once commented on Oscar like this: It is an octogenarian who has already suffered from 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 has traces to follow.

The Cannes Palme d'Or is more like a menopausal lady, with moody temper and erratic mind.

For those news media who get the best film, best director, best actor, etc. of the Palme d'Or every year, it is not bad if one out of ten can get it right.

Upon hearing this, Huo Yunting was puzzled, "Didn't you say that you can win at least one awesome award?"

"You'll believe me if I'm bragging to you, I don't even dare to guarantee it, they dare to do so."

"It doesn't hurt to stand and talk one by one. I can get the Lifetime Achievement Award as a fucking thing."

Wang Xiaoshuai muttered, obviously very angry with the friends in the circle for saying this.

If a few years pass, he may learn a word called milk.

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

"Hey, little Huo'er, get your visa, ID card, passport and everything ready, don't lose them."

"Don't worry, this can't be lost."

Wang Xiaoshuai patted the front again, "Yuanyuan, talk to old Yao Qinhao, and bring all the documents."

"Alright, Director Wang."

Their trip to Cannes can be described as full attendance.Gao Yuanyuan, Lao Yao, Qin Hao, all the leading actors are not bad.

Originally, I wanted to book business class, but it turned out that there were not enough five passengers, so I had to book first class.

Wang Xiaoshuai was also willing to spend money, anyway, he didn't pay for it, so if the company reimbursed it, it would be a good idea.

When Wang Xiaoshuai and Gao Yuanyuan were talking, Huo Yunting had already dozed off, and there was a slight snoring sound.

Huo Yunting has been squeezed to death by Zhang Jizhong since he returned to the crew after the year, and Navia is almost never broken every day.

He had to say [-] love words to Liu Yifei a day, which made him numb himself.

After several months of oppressing him like this, Luotuo Xiangzi was impatient when he came.

No, I got on the plane to France within a day after filming.Take advantage of this time to close your eyes and rest.

After this sleep, he fell into a dark sleep.

About ten hours had passed when Wang Xiaoshuai woke him up. He yawned and got off the plane with sleepy eyes. The breeze blew his mind a lot.

All kinds of noisy sounds around him instantly penetrated into their ears.The crowd is surging.

There are Chinese, English, Japanese, and the rest of the other languages ​​that he can't understand.

The bustling surroundings are extraordinary, those selling movies, discs, renting big dark horses, and big ocean horses...

If you listen carefully, you can still hear the curry-like words.

Stretching and looking around, his eyes stopped on a sign.

"Fuck, old Wang, did we go to the wrong place? Didn't we go to Cannes? How did this come to Nice?"

"This international flight is for Nice, and there is no international flight to Cannes. I booked a boat in advance, and then we will go to Cannes by water."

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaoshuai blinked.No, this kid can still understand English?

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

"I haven't heard you say it before. Don't you say that you haven't graduated from high school? What's the matter? English is still a strong subject?"

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

(I know too many things)

If he can't even speak English now, it would be useless when he was on the set of "The Legend of Condor Heroes".

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the airport with Qin Hao shoulder to shoulder.

"Come on, mouse, let's go and taste the taste of this French smoke."

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

What a fucking old Cockney accent!
"You kid also put on me..."

The distance from Nice to Cannes is only [-] to [-] kilometers. Wang Xiaoshuai booked a cruise ship in advance and asked for five seats.

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

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

The pure white cruise ship, with densely packed small square windows, looks like a layer cake at first glance.

"Damn it, it's fucking luxurious."

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

"When we're on the boat, we should eat, play, and build whatever we want." Wang Xiaoshuai waved his hand, looking extremely heroic.

He upholds a principle, if he doesn't pay for it, then he can make it casually.Otherwise, he wouldn't have a cruise ship.

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

Originally, Huo Yunting planned to change into short-sleeved shorts and go for a walk, but seeing that everyone else was wearing formal clothes, he was too embarrassed to step on a drag board and go outside.

So he changed into the suit that Wang Jinghua prepared for him to use on the red carpet.There are two sets in total, one for backup.

"Hehe, Brother Huo, this outfit is really energetic."

Going out of the room to find something to eat, 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 his hair was shiny.

"Have you put pomade on your hair? It dazzled my eyes."

"That's right, Brother Huo, come on, come on, and you're on time too."

Qin Hao dragged Huo Yunting to his room involuntarily, sprayed pomade in his hand and rubbed it on his head.

The smell is a bit pungent.

After a while, the back of the head was fixed. At first glance, there was a combination of Zhou Runfa, the God of Gamblers, and Jack in "Titanic".

Qin Hao looked envious.But it's not the envy of his looks, but his hairline.

Brother Huo, I really envy your hairline. "

He said and pointed to his forehead, "Look at me, I started to lose my hair at such a young age, I feel like I will be like an elder brother in ten years, and I will grow up in twenty years or so. Mediterranean."

"Isn't your hair quite thick?"

"It's all appearances, I lose hair every day."

The two talked and chatted, and went to the restaurant to look for food.

Lao Yao was getting old, and he was a little dizzy when he took the plane, and he was lying in his room and sleeping soundly.

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

As for Lao Wang, he was writing hard, editing and deleting his acceptance speech.He thinks this is very important, what if he really wins the prize?
The two of them went to the restaurant for a stroll, read the menu all over, and finally Huo Yunting ordered beef baked in red wine.

This special French dish is really weird, like that baked snail, he thinks it's better to give himself a porridge with preserved egg and lean meat.

Qin Hao did as the Romans did, and ordered all kinds of messy dishes.

Huo Yunting didn't know if it was good or not, but Qin Hao ate it to his heart's content anyway.

"Brother Huo, we have to do as the Romans do."

"Pull it down, just the grilled cheese you ordered, I feel smoky when I smell it. It's too fragrant and greasy."

While the two were chatting, an attendant brought up two glasses of red wine.

Qin Hao was taken aback for a moment, they didn't even order red wine.

The attendant whispered in the ears of the two, and then pointed to the seat at the other end of the restaurant.

"Gentlemen, these Patos are from that lady."

Qin Hao didn't know much English, so he could only look at Huo Yunting eagerly.

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

Wearing a pair of violet triangle glasses, and a light red fluffy blanket over his body, revealing his extravagance.

Seeing Huo Yunting looking at her, he nodded slightly and showed a decent and polite smile.His bright white teeth gleamed under the light.

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

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

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

On the deck, the brackish sea breeze blows and the sound of the waves bursts.

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

Qin Hao grinned when he heard it, and felt that he was not clean when he smelled the salty sea breeze.

"That's not enough, foreigners are so good at playing."

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

"Foreigners are indeed open, which is normal."

A female voice came from beside them, and the two of them realized that there was still a third cigarette butt shining on the dark deck.

Upon closer inspection, it was a Chinese woman wearing a white suspender dress.

As soon as I heard Accent Bao, I knew it was from Baodao.

Huo Yunting is too familiar with this one, Liu Pinyan babbled around him every day, he almost learned it.

Qin Hao took a closer look, "Sister, has anyone ever told you that you look so shriveled like Shu Qi?"

"is it?"

"Yeah, I really like her. I really like her movies."

"Which are there?"

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

(End of this chapter)