CEE started with Nortel lecturers

Chapter 175 I'll give you the whole look
The film festival booth for "Ball Lightning" was quickly set up. Gu Zhongyu did not bother to attract attention like other film crews and create all kinds of strange and attractive posters and titles. Instead, he directly asked people to use large-scale stills as the wall of the booth. body.

Before the booth was set up, Guo Fan, who was participating in the International Film Festival for the first time, grabbed Gong Geer and couldn't wait to run to the aisle to hand out movie brochures to everyone. Zhang Miao felt embarrassed by the behavior of the two idiots and pretended to Tsukuru acted as if he didn't recognize them.

Gu Zhongyu grabbed Guo Fan, who looked like a supermarket promoter, and said with laughter and laughter: "My brother, you are also a director after all, and our movies have been shortlisted. You handing out leaflets everywhere make us seem worthless!"

"That's right, Director Guo is too attentive. It's like selling health care products in front of our house, soliciting people everywhere."

Bai Lu couldn't help complaining. Guo Fan even wanted to get her to hand out brochures just now, but she couldn't even speak a complete English sentence and her pronunciation was not standard. How dare she talk to those foreigners!
Guo Fan rubbed the back of his head: "I'm so excited! I want more people to know about our movie."

"I have rented several billboards to ensure that blind people passing by can see the promotional posters, and I have also invited some celebrities to give us a platform, so you don't have to worry about insufficient publicity."

"No one knows Chinese celebrities in France, so they are of little use, right?"

"Who told you that only Chinese celebrities are here? Just wait and see!" After saying that, Gu Zhongyu sat back on his seat and read the local French magazines leisurely. In addition to the friends he invited, he had already contacted these people. Several media outlets nearby were just waiting for the movie to be released to help hype it up.

After flipping through two magazines, the platforms for other movies were set up. There were more and more people at the scene, and the environment began to become noisy, making Gu Zhongyu no longer interested in fishing.

"By the way, where's Yang Mi? Why haven't I seen her?"

Bai Lu picked up brochures from time to time and handed them to reporters who passed by or asked for them. Seeing that Gu Zhongyu was looking for Yang Mi, she replied: "Sister Mi Mi is doing styling! She was not satisfied with the stylist we brought, so she went to the back to look for her. The French teacher did it.”

"It's been so long, and none of her heroines have come to take charge. What are you talking about? I'm going to catch her." After saying that, he walked away, leaving Guo Fan and others to continue working at the venue.

Gong Geer sighed: "I just deserted when I was a deserter and made excuses. Mr. Gu has changed. He is not sincere at all. He obviously left directly before."

"I want to leave too, it's so boring! I feel like the waiter, no reporter came to interview me." Guo Fan waited for most of the day, but no reporter came.

At this time, an American reporter passed by and saw the introduction on the billboard. He asked with some interest, "Ball lightning? I seem to have seen a live video on YouTube. Is your movie also about this?"

Come live!Come live!
Guo Fan, who was originally listless, suddenly came to his senses and introduced enthusiastically: "Have you heard of Amway...ah, you have heard of ball lightning, right? Then I want to introduce to you our movie, which is based on real events. ..."

The young reporter who was just asking casually at first was quickly attracted by the story told by Guo Fan, and even took out a small notebook to take shorthand notes. Some other reporters at the scene also felt curious, and then the crowd in front of the booth became more and more crowded. Many, it slowly became lively.

Bai Lu looked at Guo Fan and Zhang Miao who were chatting with the foreigners with a depressed look. She was helpless because she was a loser. She only knew how to speak English. She couldn't even understand what they were saying, so she had to serve them tea silently. Pour water and become an assistant to everyone at the scene!
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"No, no, this look is not what I want. What I need is an image that has oriental beauty, but can also be recognized by foreign friends."

"Don't make my eyes narrow, I'm not squinting!"

"Why do you make me look so old? I'm only 26, and you've already made me 62. Can you do this job?"

Yang Mi, who was sitting on a chair and looking in the mirror, had strong opinions about this gay-looking stylist. He either made her look old and ugly, or made her look weird and sexy, and even tried to make her eyes look better. The painting narrowed its eyes and said that it has the charm of an ancient oriental country, and it will surely overwhelm everyone.

If I had known earlier, it would be better to have a domestic stylist come. At least he could understand what he was saying. It was always difficult to express the complete meaning through translation.

"Why do you have squinty eyes? It's not Fu Manchu. How old are you? Why do you still think that Chinese people all have squinty eyes? You foreigners are just so prejudiced."

At this time, Gu Zhongyu also came here. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the makeup artist about to give Yang Mi a squinting look.These foreigners either have bad intentions or are seriously ill, and they insist on equating squinting eyes with Chinese people. "That's great. Now that you're here, I don't need a translator." Seeing Gu Zhongyu coming, Yang Mi breathed a sigh of relief. She even suspected that the translator took a favor and deliberately brought her to this stylist. .

"What? Madam, we have an agreement. Even if you want to enter into a cooperative relationship, you have to pay money."

Although this translator looks like a Chinese, his accent is very strange. He should not be from mainland China. He is probably a descendant of immigrants or an international student from Hong Kong and Taiwan.

"Here you go, no need to look for it." Gu Zhongyu threw two bills directly into his face, and the latter happily left after receiving them.

"How troublesome can a look be? Makeup and styling should be tailor-made, not dogmatic and mechanical, without considering the customer's feelings." Gu Zhongyu taught the stylist a lesson.

The sissy stylist was also very unconvinced. How dare you, a yellow-skinned boy, teach me a lesson?Do you know what beauty is?proceed if you can!

"I'm really good at it. I'm better than you anyway. Just wait!"

Yang Mi looked questioning: "Can you still do styling? Don't you dare to show off!"

Who do you look down on?
"Look I'll give you the whole six bucks."

Gu Zhongyu picked up a comb and tidied her bangs, tied the hair at the back into a whip, and then used an eyebrow pencil to carefully trace her eyes with a very skillful technique.

"Okay, you can take care of it, and you still have this skill!"

"In the past, when I was working on four or five dramas a month, I had to change my look on the road. If I couldn't find anyone, I had to do it by myself. I've long since mastered this craft."

Finally, I gave Yang Mi two earrings to wear. She felt they were ready, so I asked her to stand up and see for herself.

"This is...Audrey Hepburn?"

Thick and full, straight flat eyebrows, short bangs, a ponytail at the back, and retro earrings, the sissy stylist recognized this classic screen image at a glance.

"That's right, do you think Hepburn's classical style is more suitable for this lady?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was obvious that this look was more suitable for Yang Mi's face and temperament. The stylist remained silent, which was regarded as acquiescence to his design.

Yang Mi looked pretty in the mirror for a while, took out her cell phone and took a few selfies. Then she pulled Gu Zhongyu next to her and leaned into her arms, taking the first photo of the two together in Cannes.

"You're not going to post this photo on Weibo, are you?"

"Isn't this just for publicity? Is there anything inappropriate? We are not talking about it, so what are we afraid of?" After saying that, before Gu Zhongyu agreed, she edited the text and posted it on Weibo.

[Gu Delai gave me a new look. Come and taste it for me. Is this craftsmanship worth six yuan? @Gu Zhongyu]

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