fringe artist

Chapter 142 140. The Opening of the Film Festival

In the quiet hotel room, only one light was on. Chen Li'an pushed open the door and walked in. Looking at Bai Qing who was sitting in front of the window in a daze, he closed the door gently.

"I'm back." Chen Li'an walked behind Bai Qing, followed her gaze to look at the radiant river outside the hotel.

"How was the party today?"

Bai Qing came back to his senses and turned to look at Chen Li'an with an inexplicably melancholy expression on his face.

Chen Li'an saw that Bai Qing was not in a good mood, and said softly, "It's not bad, I met a few new friends."

"Hmm." Bai Qing paused for a moment, then looked at Chen Li'an and asked, "Do you think Claire's artistic reflection is right?"

Chen Li'an patted Bai Qing's shoulder lightly and said: "From his point of view, it is certainly right, but contemporary art is very complicated, and we cannot fully approve it from our point of view."

Bai Qing tilted his head and asked, "Why? The domestic art world fully embraces Western art. Others have self-reflected, but we regard it as a treasure."

"Because we want to integrate into this world, whether it is art or politics." Chen Li'an walked to the side and sat down and continued to explain: "Integrate first and then show yourself, it's like buying a ticket. If you don't enter the door, how will others see it?" you."

Bai Qing was stunned for a moment, and felt that what Chen Li'an said made a little sense, but also felt that he was fooling herself.

"Okay, don't think so much." Chen Li'an gently put his arms around Bai Qing's shoulders and said, "Such a beautiful scenery, such a rare night, we should do something fun."

Hearing the words, Bai Qing gave Chen Li'an an angry look and said, "What are you doing?"

"Just do it, don't you think it's interesting to be in front of the window?"

"That's why you undressed me?"

"Aren't you zipping me too?"

"I definitely can't suffer!"

"Then eat something else!"

At the pick-up gate of Venice Airport, Chen Li'an was wearing sunglasses and looking at the people coming out of the exit, his eyes were always looking for the most beautiful rose.

Soon a woman wearing a floral dress came into Chen Li'an's sight. Looking at Sophie Marceau who was covering her beautiful face tightly, Chen Li'an took off her sunglasses and walked up with a beautiful bouquet of roses.

"Hi, you are so beautiful today." Chen Li'an handed over the rose in his hand and said, "I thought I had searched all over Venice to find the most beautiful rose, but compared with you, it pales in comparison."

Sophie Marceau took the rose in surprise, looked into Chen Li'an's eyes and said, "It's a beautiful flower, but it's not like you at all, you've become romantic."

Chen Li'an curled his lips slightly when he heard the words, and said, "It was too boring just now, I saw the Daquan of Love at the airport bookstore."

"Haha, then you should buy that book." Sophie Marceau put her arm around Chen Li'an and said, "I still like you now."

Beautiful love words Sophie Marceau can be heard every day in Paris, but oriental men who are traditional on the surface and wild on the inside are rare.

In the car coming out of the airport, Sophie Marceau looked at Chen Li'an and asked, "Where's your partner?"

"She went to a party." Chen Li'an explained, then looked at Sophie Marceau and said, "She's not interested in movies."

Sophie Marceau stopped inquiring after asking, otherwise it would spoil the long-awaited date.

Chen Li'an also changed the topic and asked: "How long will you stay in Venice this time? I want to plan the next trip. How about going to the exhibition today?"

"One week, I will come again before the closing ceremony." Sophie Marceau looked at Chen Li'an and said, "And these days will be very busy."

Chen Li'an suddenly understood, patted his palm lightly on his leg and said, "Understood, time is tight and the task is heavy."

Sophie Marceau looked down at Chen Li'an's hands on her legs, and slightly clamped her legs. She shouldn't be wearing a long skirt today.
More than an hour later, on the sofa in the hotel room, Chen Li'an gasped and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

"No more." Sophie Marceau said with a red face and a little blurred eyes.

"Okay." Chen Li'an withdrew his hand, looked at Sophie Marceau and said, "You should exercise more."

Sophie Marceau tilted her head and looked at Chen Li'an, with a strand of hair sticking to the corner of her mouth, and said with some complaints: "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't let you mess around."

Chen Li'an looked at Sophie Marceau and said: "This is a massage, why is it messed up, don't you feel that your legs are a little thinner?"

Sophie Marceau sat up and took a look and said, "It seems to be a little thinner, I'm going to take a bath."

"Okay, I'll carry you." Chen Li'an bent down and hugged Princess Sophie Marceau, and then said: "I also have a kind of spa treatment, do you want to try it? It's very relaxing."

Sophie Marceau put her arms around Chen Li'an's neck, and asked charmingly, "I have learned to dive and can hold my breath for a long time. Do you want to watch it?"

"You successfully aroused my curiosity. I'm curious how long you can hold it." Chen Li'an immediately quickened his pace.

The time for Sophie Marceau to come to Venice was just right, the opening ceremony of the film festival was the next day.

The most lively time of the Venice Film Festival should be the opening part. The film festival belongs to the art circle but more to the entertainment circle, so in terms of form, the film festival is much more grand than the art exhibition.

At the very least, when Chen Li'an participated in the opening of the art exhibition, he didn't have to wear tight suits in the summer like now.

"Is it really necessary? Just go through the motions."

Even though the room was very air-conditioned, Chen Li'an still felt that he was going to be smoking hot, the burden of being an idol was really heavy.

Sophie Marceau carefully tied the tie for Chen Li'an and said: "This is a respect for the film, and it is also an opportunity for you to show yourself."

Facing Sophie Marceau's solemnity, Chen Li'an didn't realize her kindness, so he could only let her dress him exquisitely and grandly.

After fastening the tie for Chen Li'an, Sophie Marceau looked at Chen Li'an with satisfaction and said, "You are very handsome. Today's appearance will definitely make everyone fall in love with you."

Coming out of the hotel, Chen Li'an went to meet Shu Qi and the others at the hotel where they were staying, and Sophie Marceau went to meet her old friends.

Shu Qi and Wang Xiaoshuai looked at Chen Li'an, who was dressed like a dog, and couldn't help but ask, "Who dressed you up?"

"Can't I do it myself?" Chen Li'an touched the pocket square on his chest and said.

Shu Qi immediately snorted and said, "Look at me and Wang Xiaoshuai, and look at you again, it must be a woman who dressed you up."

Seeing Shu Qi and Wang Xiaoshuai's simple and casual attire, Chen Li'an fell silent. He also wanted to add a short-sleeved T-shirt and a suit jacket, unlike the current layer after layer, which is so hot.

"It's your partner, he has good taste." Shu Qi affirmed after seeing Chen Li'an's decent attire.

Chen Li'an originally wanted to deny it, but he still didn't say anything after thinking about it. Otherwise, if he told them that it was Sophie Marceau, these two men would probably vomit blood with envy.

In order to take care of their young hearts, let's shut up.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, when is the screening scheduled?" Chen Li'an skipped the small talk and started chatting about serious business.

Speaking of this, Wang Xiaoshuai felt a little lost, sighed and said: "In the third exhibition hall, there will only be one screening at five o'clock tomorrow."

Chen Li'an patted Wang Xiaoshuai on the shoulder and said, "One game is enough, as long as those filmmakers are dealt with."

For many films participating in film festivals, winning awards is not the first priority, selling films is the most important task.

For the movie Extremely Cold, Chen Li'an and the others didn't have much confidence to win the award, so they were still concerned about whether they could sell the movie.

"And I also found a few friends to watch, and they should get good reviews." Chen Li'an comforted again.

Wang Xiaoshuai asked curiously: "Have you found a friend? Are you from the art world?"

"Yes, a few art critics in Paris, and actor friends." After Chen Li'an explained, he looked at Wang Xiaoshuai and encouraged him: "They should like this kind of experimental art film, and they should give it a five-star praise."

Five-star praise Wang Xiaoshuai was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why it was five-star, but as long as it was a good review, it was fine.

However, Wang Xiaoshuai was actually a little nervous, while art critics and film critics were very different. Can his films really catch people's eyes?

Is the performance art I wrote in the movie art or not?What would it be like for a professional to see? They wouldn't feel that they were dancing swords in front of Guan Gong, right?

"Li'an, your friends, how is your relationship with them?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked after hesitation for a while, if the relationship is not good, don't ask them to read it.
Chen Li'an saw Wang Xiaoshuai's worry and hated his lack of self-confidence. It was not the first time he was making a movie, so why was he afraid of others' comments?

Shu Qi also felt that Wang Xiaoshuai was a little too nervous. After all, he was still a person who cared about fame and fortune, so he took the initiative to say, "Don't worry, just have some confidence in yourself."

Wang Xiaoshuai squeezed out a smile. He was quite confident about the film itself, but he lacked confidence in the discussion of art in the film.

Chen Li'an glanced at the time, and then said: "Don't think too much, the opening ceremony is about to begin, let's go to the red carpet first, it's really the first time to walk the red carpet with you two big men."

"I called Ma Xiaoqing here if I knew it earlier." Wang Xiaoshuai also said with a bit of regret.

The opening ceremony was very lively, and the red carpet was even more star-studded, but this excitement has nothing to do with the extremely cold trio. The director is not famous, the actors are not famous, and the producers are not famous.
The foreign journalists just clicked the shutter a few times and didn't bother to take pictures. If it weren't for being shortlisted for the competition, they probably didn't even want to press the shutter. It was a waste of film.

Only a few domestic media took a few more photos of them. It didn't take much time for the three men to walk the entire red carpet. They only stayed on the red carpet for less than 2 minutes, and ended the embarrassing red carpet session in a hurry. .

Chen Li'an tugged on his tie after entering the arena. Feeling that he was dressed so formally today, he said speechlessly, "I'm not as popular as I am at the art exhibition. These reporters are too disrespectful."

"It's your first appearance in the film industry, and new actors are treated like this. If you win an award this time, it will be different." Shu Qi said with a smile.

Wang Xiaoshuai said with a smile: "When I participated in the film festival for the first time, it was even worse than now."

"That's all I said, I just feel that this outfit is wasted." Chen Li'an said with a smile, feeling that Sophie Marceau's careful preparation was in vain.

But where did Sophie Marceau go, didn't she come in first?Chen Li'an sat on the seat arranged by the organizer, scanned around the venue, and saw Sophie Marceau in the first few rows.

Sophie Marceau seemed to sense Chen Li'an's gaze, turned her head and waved at Chen Li'an with a smile.

Chen Li'an nodded slightly in response, and Shu Qi, who noticed Chen Li'an's small movements, followed his gaze, then bumped Chen Li'an with her arm in surprise and asked, "Do you know Sophie Marceau?!"

Chen Li'an looked at Shu Qi who was making a fuss and said, "Is it strange to know Sophie Marceau?"

"Isn't it strange? How did you know each other!" Shu Qi feels that this world is a bit magical, this is the French rose.

Wang Xiaoshuai said even more excitedly: "Li'an, do you really know Sophie Marceau?"

Sophie Marceau is really famous in China, especially these old men are almost fans of Sophie Marceau, Feng Pants invited Sophie Marceau to the Spring Festival Gala more than ten years later, just to meet The goddess of their generation.

Chen Li'an looked at the two unreserved old men, and didn't bother to explain to them, mainly worried that their little hearts couldn't bear it.

Wang Xiaoshuai pulled Chen Li'an and asked, "Can you introduce us? I'm her fan!"

Chen Li'an coughed and said, "I'll talk about it when I have a chance. I'm busy."

"Okay. Can we get to know each other tonight?" Wang Xiaoshuai asked again.

Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "Not tonight! She doesn't have time, and neither do I."

Wang Xiaoshuai didn't understand the meaning of Chen Li'an's words, and he was still pulling Chen Li'an to ask questions, wondering how he knew Sophie Marceau.

He doesn't even care about what the chairman of the film festival on stage said. It's scary for old men to chase after stars. Although they are not brain-dead, they are very verbose.

It wasn't until the opening film started to play that Wang Xiaoshuai calmed down and began to watch the film seriously, recovering his state of a filmmaker.

This year's opening film is called Days on the Clouds, which is a film composed of four short stories, and Sophie Marceau is the heroine of one of the units.

If nothing else, this film will be one of the best films of this festival
After watching Life on the Clouds, Chen Li'an turned to look at the silent Wang Xiaoshuai and said, "Don't be discouraged, although we won't win the award, it's already pretty good to be shortlisted, at worst, go to Rotterdam to try your luck, there are no competitors there. "

The corner of Wang Xiaoshuai's mouth twitched, he turned to look at Chen Li'an and said, "You are playing Tian Ji's horse race."

"Don't worry about the horse, as long as it is useful."

(End of this chapter)