hollywood billionaire

Chapter 315 Escape from battle

"Barbs, right here."

Hearing this voice, which had appeared as frequently as her cell phone ringtone recently, Barbara took a deep breath, turned around, and smiled brightly at the person coming.

Two seconds later, the curve of the corners of her mouth became wider.

Because she found the ripples in the other person's eyes.

"Wow."

In fact, even if she didn't look carefully, she could easily detect Han Yi's surprise, because this emotion had already been expressed with his soft sigh.

"You look...charming."

Han Yi has actually never seen Barbara in formal clothes... To be more precise, he has seen it many times in magazines, TV and the Internet, but not once in real life.

The first time we met, she was wearing a black sweatshirt in a nightclub in Ibiza.

When we met for the second time, Barbara, who had just returned home from shopping for groceries, was also dressed in casual home clothes.

The third time we met, the Hungarian supermodel had just finished training with Karlie Kloss, and the gym’s logo was still printed on the T-shirt.

Then there was none.

The text messages left by the two chatting together are longer than Samuel Richardson's "Clarissa", but in fact, they really, really only met three times.

From the end of July to now, midsummer has turned into late autumn, and they have no chance to meet again.

After you haven't seen her for a long time, a girl with the appearance and figure of Barbara Pavin appears in front of you wearing a short black skirt that exposes her shoulders and full makeup. How would you react?

Yes.

Wow.

"Oh, really? Thanks!"

Barbara glanced up, then took a step to the right. The light on the right is darker, which can help her cover Feixia's cheeks.

"Then it seems I didn't choose the wrong career."

"You made the right choice." Han Yi smiled and nodded, then apologized softly, "Sorry to keep you waiting. This store... is really hard to find."

"I'm the one who should apologize. I had to meet in front of this store." Barbara showed her white teeth.

"Then, why does it have to be..." Han Yi raised his head and glanced at the store sign, "Where's Aviator Nation?"

"because……"

Barbara spread her hands, raised her voice, and smiled.

“Who would come here to buy anything?!”

Barbara is very smart. A public figure like her with millions of online fans will definitely be discovered at a glance in a place with too much traffic. The last thing she and Han Yi needed was a photo posted on the TMZ website with an unclear and extremely ambiguous description. Therefore, she told Han Yi, who was rushing from the Sahara Hotel to Wynn, to meet in front of this store.

As long as you hide in a secluded place, put on sunglasses, turn your back to the tourists who occasionally pass by, and bury your face in the screen of your mobile phone, it will be difficult to be discovered.

After all, they did have a dinner date very late, and now it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

At this time, the store was just closing, and the restaurant was about to close in an hour. The guests who were still active in the public area of ​​the resort were either fighting at the gambling table or taking pictures in the garden of the lobby front hall. People on the shopping promenade It was gradually dispersing. Be careful and there will be no problems.

However, walking a hundred miles is half a mile, and the cautious Barbara fell at the last level. Perhaps because she was so excited to see Han Yi, or perhaps because his sincere praise just now made her feel a little elated, Barbara spoke a little louder. So, when she turned her head in triumph and wanted to explain to Han Yi in detail why those colorful and messy so-called "California lifestyle clothes" in the window should never be put on humans, she stood behind two mannequins. , saw the astonished face of a clerk who was doing the closing and liquidation of the store.

"It's over, the sound is a bit loud, RUN!"

Barbara grabbed Han Yi's hand and ran away, escaping from the store clerk before her mental activity changed from "This woman doesn't shy away from scolding us" to "Holy shit, isn't that Barbara Pavin?" Sight.

"I think she recognized you, Barbie." They ran all the way from Aviator Nation to the door of Hermès before they stopped. Han Yiyun took a few breaths and joked, "The plan failed now."

"Ah, I was very careful." Barbara scratched her hair and then punched Han Yi on the shoulder, "Nothing good happens every time I see you."

"Is this also my fault?" Han Yi couldn't argue. "I just wanted to hug you and tell you that I haven't seen you for a long time... I didn't have any intention of attracting attention."

"Obviously you were the first to ask me the question, 'Why does it have to be Aviator Nation?'" Barbara raised her index finger and corrected the other person seriously, "It was just a minute ago, you won't forget it, right?"

"In that case..." Han Yi thought for a while, "Okay, it is indeed my problem."

"It's okay, I forgive you." Barbara waved her hand, and suddenly, as if she remembered something, she put her fingers in front of her lips, "Wait a minute, what did you just say you just wanted to do?"

Barbara asked knowingly. Before Han Yi opened his mouth to answer, she had already opened her arms and wrapped them around Han Yi's arms.

"Long time no see." Barbara put her chin on his shoulder and whispered. There is no need to stand on tiptoes or bend the knees. This is the most natural posture for the two of them.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Han Yi's hand hung in the air, hesitated for a moment, then softened, and gently covered Barbara's back.

It’s been a long time indeed.

A hug is indeed what Han Yi wants to give Barbara the most, the most sincere and heartfelt greeting.

It's hard to describe the type of emotion that made this hug so tight. They can't be lovers, not just friends. If Han Yi had to describe it...

Although he had never experienced a similar scene, in his imagination, a couple who were forced to separate due to various factors, but still loved each other deeply, met again three or four years later in the noisy streets of the city. This is how it should feel when you are drawn together by a magnet-like attraction and hug each other tightly before even a word is uttered.

"how have you been?"

"It's pretty good, but I'm a little tired, especially today."

Letting go of Han Yi, Barbara yawned very relevantly. They obviously chatted every day and knew each other's lives well, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time. Therefore, Han Yi's greeting was in a superposition of being reasonable and having nothing to say.

Only Han Yi himself knew that he needed to extend the topic to other places at will, so as not to keep thinking about the lemon fragrance in Barbara's hair.

"Especially today?"

"It was too noisy on the plane and I couldn't sleep. It was the same after I got to the hotel. I was planning to sleep for a while, but I couldn't close my eyes."

There was actually no noise on the plane at all. The entire first-class cabin was as quiet as if there was no living person, not even a crying child. It was Barbara herself who was holding her knees in a daze, wondering why she had to rush to Las Vegas. She didn't even try to close her eyes in the hotel. She focused all her energy on what to wear tonight and how to match it, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Then, there is the problem of jet lag... Originally, jet lag has little effect on me. No matter which time zone I go to, I am refreshed and can get back to work right away. But today..." Barbara yawned again, "Maybe it's because I don't have the time zone. I have work to do, so I’m just... really sleepy.”

"Then let's fight quickly." Han Yi glanced at Barbara's feet, "Are you walking fast? Do your feet feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, such short heels won't bother me." Unlike Madison Beale, who hates high heels so much that he can't walk on the sidewalk as soon as he wears them, Barbara, who relies on walking steps to make a living, can't even wear soft shoes like the Wynn Hotel. He was stepping on thin heels on the carpet, and it was as if he was walking on flat ground.

What's more, her pair of high heels today were specially chosen for Han Yi.

The height difference between them is only five or six centimeters. When a woman stands next to a man, she would appear taller. Therefore, in order not to visually overwhelm the other person, Barbara chose René Caovilla's black leather mesh crystal. Decorated ankle-strap shoes, the heels are only four centimeters.

These are all thoughtful little details that need to be adjusted to the other person’s situation when dating.

Barbara did a great job, I just don't know why she used the thoughtful little details of the date.

This obviously shouldn't be a date.

"We can have a competition to see who gets to Lakeside first." Barbara quickened her pace, hurried two steps forward, turned around, and raised her chin provocatively at Han Yi.

"I shouldn't be able to compete with you today." Han Yi immediately admitted defeat, waved his hands and smiled bitterly, "I'm also very tired... I have dealt with emergencies all day long."

"Tell me, which artist is on strike?" Barbara slowed down and walked side by side with Han Yi.

"If there really is a strike, it wouldn't be such a headache." Han Yi sighed softly and smiled, "If an artist wants to temporarily modify the stage design effect, he has to contact the visual team to help him redo it for five minutes within 24 hours. New material. However, it will be much better after modification, so it doesn't matter... Another set of speakers suddenly broke during the sound check today, and a new set needs to be rented and shipped from Seattle at twice the price. Also There is a weather problem. Suddenly it is going to rain tomorrow, and now they are making rainproof measures for the wires, stage and booth areas overnight... That's probably it. Sorry, I seem to be complaining too much."

"What's there to be sorry for? As I said before, you can always tell me anything, just like I can tell you anything...we are the best buds."

Looking at Han Yi, whose eyes were swollen, a little depressed, and whose physical condition was not as healthy as the last time they met, Barbara frowned slightly.

She felt a little sad for this man who was one year younger than her, but at the same time, she couldn't help but be attracted by the charm contained in this fatigue.

People who go all out for their dreams are always the most charming.

No matter where the start-up capital comes from, how many young people as old as Han Yi have the courage and courage to create a music festival with 21 people?

From landing at LAS to staying at Wynn, Mad City’s promotional materials can be seen everywhere. The billboards on both sides of the Las Vegas Strip, the LED giant screen at the entrance of the MGM Hotel, and even the counter of the Wynn Hotel all have signs saying "Mad City Music Festival Audience Exclusive Passage", celebrating with the XS Nightclub theme Flyer for party.

Being able to embellish a city with his own colors, regardless of the final effect of the performance, in Barbara's view, Han Yi has already achieved a huge success.

She is very proud.

"Okay." Han Yi nodded, "Then I have to listen to the things that make you tired later, otherwise it won't be fair."

"I've told you so much, but you haven't heard enough." Barbara glanced at him cutely, "What other story can I have, that is, flying around the world, posing according to the requirements of the photographer or show director? That's all...ah, by the way, when it comes to flying all over the world."

Barbara reached into the Louis Vuitton Speedy Bag she carried with her.

"I brought you a gift from Europe."

"Europe?" Han Yi was a little surprised, "Where?"

"London...look."

Barbara took out a keychain and dangled it in front of Han Yi's eyes.

"Paddington Bear?"

There is no doubt about the cute little bear on the keychain wearing a red hat, a blue tweed trench coat, and carrying an old suitcase. It is the British national darling, Paddington Bear created by Michael Bond.

"Why Paddington Bear?" Han Yi laughed dumbly. "What I saw at Heathrow felt a lot like you." Barbara's eyes sparkled with childlike innocence, "running around with a suitcase full of personal belongings, always very polite, I always try my best to do everything well and make everyone happy...and, look, I look so much like you, hahahaha!"

"In what way are they similar?" Han Yi looked at Paddington Bear with his nose and eyes, and then at Barbara who looked up to the sky and laughed heartily, "My hair is not the same color either."

"You smile like that, you eat like that, you talk like that... You can go and watch that movie, it's almost reproduced in your image. Silly and stupid."

In fact, objectively speaking, Han Yi's appearance can be said to have nothing to do with Paddington Bear.

But there is such a person in everyone's life: every cute thing you see will gradually become like him.

Fortunately, neither Han Yi nor Barbara realized this terrible fact, so the conversation could continue normally.

Not only was he unaware, Han Yi was even a little excited.

Because he finally seized a rare opportunity.

"Okay, you say I look like me."

Han Yi smiled gently, took the keychain, and put it solemnly into his inner pocket.

"Then...since I have accepted your gift, you must also accept mine."

"You also brought me a gift?" The light in Barbara's eyes became brighter.

"They were also brought from Europe." Han Yi smiled and nodded, "And...it's also from London."

"Isn't it also Paddington Bear?" Barbara tilted her head, "If you say I look like him, that would be too cliche."

"It's not Paddington Bear, it's..."

Han Yi took out his phone and pressed the unlock password while asking.

"Do you remember you told me who your favorite author was?"

"Leslie Lawrence." Barbara rolled her eyes, "What, you bought me a copy of his novel?"

"No, I wanted to, but I couldn't find it." Han Yi shrugged and continued to ask, "What is the most important element in his book?"

"Orientalism." Barbara's lips moved, with an ominous premonition, "Why are you asking this? You..."

"I...went to read his book...the translated English version." Han Yi flipped through the photo album on his phone and replied without looking up, "Specifically, it was the book...Nebet..."

"Nebet Hutt, Mistress of the Dead." Barbara was extremely familiar with this title. In fact, this book ranked among the top three in her favorite collection of Leslie Lawrence's works.

"That's right, Nebet-Het. The whole story is based on the system of Egyptian mythology, which is very fascinating, and I did some research outside of books. It is said that in Hungary, this is the first thing many people read. This novel, right?”

"Indeed." Barbara swallowed, "What...what do you want to say?"

"I want to say that because this author and this book mean a lot to you, or at least that's my guess, I bought... this as a gift to you."

Han Yi put the phone screen in front of Barbara.

"Nebet-Het, the daughter of Nut and Geb, is one of the nine gods of Heliopolis in Egyptian mythology. She is in charge of mourning, darkness, sacrifice, childbirth, the dead, magic, health, protection, and embalming. And… uh, the goddess of beer.”

"In addition to this ancient Egyptian name, she also has another more famous title, Nephthys."

"What is displayed on my mobile phone now is an Egyptian painted and gilded paper female mask. It was made in Egypt during the Roman period in the first century AD. On the back of her wig stands Orises holding a crutch and a flail. On both sides, It’s a statue of Isis and Nephthys facing each other.”

"I don't quite understand what you mean, Yi..."

Barbara's breathing gradually became heavy and rapid. She managed a smile and looked at the other person with burning eyes.

"Why are you showing me this photo?"

"Because this is the gift I brought you back from London."

Han Yi's voice was low and full of magnetism.

"I know you are also very interested in ancient Egyptian culture because of Leslie Lawrence, and I think this mask...is very meaningful. Isis represents life, light, healing and resurrection, and Nephthys governs Darkness, health, protection and death. Osiris above the head has all the abilities of the two goddesses. After listening to your story with Mrs. Bettencourt, I feel... at least among the people I know, you may The best way to understand what it actually represents.”

"The ancient Egyptians made masks to help their souls recognize their bodies and return to it. And I give you this mask in the hope that you can keep it forever. Mrs. Bettencourt... and me, A soul that benefited greatly.”

"I have to thank you, Barbara. If...it wasn't for you..."

Han Yi's expression was extremely serious.

"A lot of the things that happened to me probably wouldn't have been as good as they are now."

Han Yi wanted to express his gratitude to Barbara, because it was the past events she told that helped him obtain unimaginable rewards on the TV account, and also opened a series of novel and unknown doors.

But he couldn't and had no way to speak too clearly, so he could only express it in vague sentences, hoping that the other party would understand it accurately.

However, if human language were so easy to parse, the history books of this world would definitely be much thinner.

Unsurprisingly, Barbara was mistaken.

In other words, both of them were wrong at the same time.

"How did you...how did I..."

Barbara stood there helplessly, not moving a step further.

"How do you expect me to actually accept this gift? How can I accept it?"

No need to ask, Barbara knew in her heart that the first gift Han Yi gave her was not only unique, but also extremely expensive.

Perhaps more than the combined value of all the gifts given to her by everyone in her life.

How could she accept it with peace of mind?

In what capacity?

"I knew you had this reaction." Han Yi smiled and sighed, "If you hadn't said you gave me a gift, I would definitely not tell you now that I also prepared a gift for you. I would definitely wait until you return. New York, delivered directly to your apartment... I have already bought it, and it is now in Sotheby's New York office, and there is no way to return it."

Having said this, Han Yi took half a step forward and his tone became eager.

"So, accept it, Barbie. This is really... just my gratitude to you. Just like you gave me Paddington Bear, it is all concern and blessing for each other. It has nothing to do with the era, the type, and It has nothing to do with price.”

"me……"

Looking at Han Yi whose gaze was so hot that it could burn her, Barbara could only dodge her eyes.

"I……"

"In-N-Out!"

"Huh?" Han Yi suspected that he heard wrongly, "What you just said was...In-N-Out?"

"Yeah, In-N-Out." Barbara licked her lips and nodded desperately, "I suddenly don't want to go to that lakeside restaurant, let's go find an In-N-Out, okay? I suddenly want to eat Hamburger!"

"Wait for me. Just wait for me...anywhere. I'll send you a message!" Before Han Yi could react, Barbara turned around and walked quickly toward the guest room elevator, following him as she walked. Explained, "I'm going to change my clothes! It's not convenient to go out like this!"

"And then..."

"We got fucking In-N-Out."

"What?" Looking at her friend who suddenly lost her sight and muttered to herself, Cara Delevingne frowned and smiled, "You want to eat In-N-Out?"

"No. I mean, I'll never eat In-N-Out again in my life."

Barbara put the phone back into her bag and glanced at Kara with a non-smiling look.

Last night, suddenly feeling timid, she neither agreed to accept Han Yi's gift nor had dinner with him by the romantic artificial lake.

After going to In-N-Out at the Flamingo Hotel and buying an ordinary cheeseburger and devouring it whole, Barbara quickly said goodbye to Han Yi as if she had completed her mission, saying that she still had an appointment with someone else and that she had to go immediately. leave.

Under the latter's puzzled eyes, Barbara ran away.

In order not to meet him in the hotel, Barbara took a taxi on the roadside and asked the other party to drive her around the Las Vegas Strip from north to south and then from south to north. Just sneaked back to Wynn.

Lying on the king bed in the panoramic corner room, looking at the series of concerns sent by Han Yi, Barbara didn't know how she should react.

She was in a daze for another two hours, repeating "He has three girlfriends" and "He has three girlfriends" before she managed to calm down and find the strength to drag her exhausted body to the bathroom to remove makeup and wash herself. ,rest.

If it weren't for a whole Coca-Cola filming team waiting for her the next day, Barbara really wouldn't want to come to the Mad City music festival at all.

What should she do if she meets him here?

After finishing taking pictures of what needs to be photographed, go back to the hotel immediately.

"Listen, Barbie, I don't care if you eat In-N-Out again in your life, and I don't care what stimulated you last night or during this period. I won't allow you to be so depressed on this occasion. .”

Cara Delevingne, who was secretly sizing up Barbara, saw her friend's increasingly gloomy look. Cara shook her head, hugged the Hungarian supermodel who looked pitiful, and whispered encouragement in her ear.

"The charm of the music festival is that it can make the most lifeless, pessimistic and misanthrope realize life and the joy of life."

"I believe you are far from that point... So, no matter what you are going through, it doesn't matter whether you want to tell me or not. However, I hope you promise me something. Today - at least today, put those things in your mind Throw away all the messy things and join me in the party."

At this point, Cara Delevingne held Barbara Palvin's shoulders and pushed her to the edge of the booth area. Kara hugged Barbara from behind, put her chin on her shoulder, looked at the endless crowd of people in front of her, and laughed softly.

"Look at this scene, Barbara."

"When have you ever seen a music festival full of people before it even started?"

(End of this chapter)