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Chapter 159 The King is Drunk

At the Venice Film Festival, everyone is still looking forward to the Mongolian spirit.

Chen Shiping is also looking forward to it. There hasn't been a good movie on Big Brother for a long time.

Since War and Peace and Emancipation, the Big Brother movie development has stalled.

The two films War and Peace and Liberation are still the most heavily invested films in human history.

War and Peace used 12,000 people to film, with full support from every industry across the country.

From palace porcelain to every building restored one-to-one, museums across the country have donated cultural relics from the 19th century.

Even when filming the Kremlin scene, everyone had to move out to make room.

There are also two generals and one lieutenant general who personally serve as advisors, and court nobles from the Tsarist Russia period personally teach etiquette.

The investment in the movie "Liberation" is even more exaggerated. One hundred and fifty tanks and all kinds of artillery are available. All the gunfire and explosions in the war scenes are real, and more than 10,000 actors were used.

Making a movie is about the same as starting a war.

At that time, Big Brother created a miracle in the history of film, and it is also a miracle that cannot be copied.

It’s just that after the release of this movie, it became completely lonely, and the reasons are not easy to describe.

Many mainland TV dramas and movies have also imitated this model, but compared with Big Brother's work, they are not worth mentioning.

Chen Shiping is very envious, but he can only be envious because there is no such strong support in the country now.

Soon the venue fell into darkness and the movie officially started playing.

The colorful pictures instantly attract everyone's attention, and Chen Shiping is no exception.

The endless grasslands and simple shepherds all add a lot of natural and harmonious feeling to this movie.

The plot of the movie is also very simple. A foreign man was accidentally injured. Everything he saw and heard in Mongolia was from this man's perspective.

Chen Shiping was quite engaged in watching it, but Tao Huimin and others suffered a lot. They couldn't understand the lines or the subtitles, so they could only watch it as a landscape documentary.

If it had been anywhere else, Tao Huimin would have dragged Chen Shiping to translate.

But this was the opening ceremony of the Venice Film Festival, and she was embarrassed to make any noise, so she could only pretend to watch the movie seriously to show respect.

Zhu Lin and the others were even more like this. They sat there watching and couldn't understand and couldn't move. They could only try to understand the plot of the movie.

However, literary films are always bland, and it is difficult to tell the plot through the performances of the actors.

Zhu Lin, who was particularly bored, turned to look at Chen Shiping, who was sitting next to him. The light of the screen reflected on his face in the darkness, and the line of his chin was clearly outlined.

After not seeing each other for several months, Zhu Lin felt that Chen Shiping had become more mature.

It's a pity that I'm getting married.

Zhu Lin withdrew his gaze and sat there in a daze. He couldn't help but think of the previous filming time in his mind.

At that time, she was always on tenterhooks, afraid of Chen Shiping and wanting his help. That feeling left a deep impression on her.

Later, Zhu Lin also thought about whether his emotions at that time were due to fear or other reasons for approaching Chen Shiping.

After thinking about it carefully, she felt that she envied Tao Huimin and wanted to rely on a stronger man who could support and protect her.

Zhu Lin glanced at Chen Shiping's hand held by Tao Huimin and couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart. It was a pity that he was getting married.

Where have all the good men in this world died?

Soon the movie was over and the venue immediately burst into applause.

Chen Shiping also clapped, and the smile on his face became even thicker. The Mongolian spirit is indeed not energetic!

The more people who are optimistic about him now, the more chances Chen Shiping has to win him!

After the opening ceremony, we went to find someone to promote it and promote the Mongolian spirit as the biggest hit this year!

Soon the director of Mongolian Spirit came on stage at the invitation of the festival chairman.

The director first thanked him and then shared his creative ideas. People in the audience kept raising their hands to ask questions.

After the film critics finished asking questions, the host began to interact with the audience again.

Chen Shiping was also selected by the host. He took the microphone and said with a smile: "The movie is good, but it is not the same as the Mongolia I know. The movie has too many personal biases and is not objective or accurate."

This is a competitor, and Chen Shiping will not hide it. He will make himself the center of the topic. His goal is to let his evaluation reach the ears of the jury.

If you don't promote Wives, you can promote yourself. It's not a good thing if the movie is too famous in Venice, but it doesn't matter if the director is famous.

It just happens to add a little more heat to the Mongolian spirit, making it the hottest topic at the Venice Film Festival.

The host felt a little embarrassed when he heard Chen Shiping's answer, and everyone else in the room also started talking.

Although some people raised some questions just now, most of them were related to the filming techniques of the movie.

Comments like Chen Shiping's that directly deny the position and theme of the movie are a bit too sharp.

This is the opening ceremony. Is the smell of gunpowder so strong right from the start?

Many reporters couldn't help but take photos and write down what Chen Shiping just said in their notebooks.

The host awkwardly took back Chen Shiping's microphone, made a joke and went to find someone else.

The director of Mongolian Spirit looked at Chen Shiping on the stage, and their eyes collided, as if sparks were flying.

Chen Shiping smiled at him, then sat down to chat with Tao Huimin and the others.

The opening ceremony ended quickly. After Chen Shiping came out of the venue, he asked people from the distribution department to contact the media and film critics.

Throw money! publicity! Praise the Mongolian spirit to me!

The five people in the distribution department quickly started contacting the media and film critics according to the list they had contacted before.

At about one o'clock in the morning, Chen Shiping met with people from the distribution department in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

"Please report the progress." Chen Shiping said with a yawn.

"I contacted three media outlets and four film critics, and they all agreed to help promote it. It cost me a total of money."

Chen Shiping stretched out his hand and interrupted: "It doesn't matter how much it costs, as long as it doesn't exceed the standard, you can report it later."

The others were slightly stunned. Feeling Chen Shiping's trust, they all reported their own situations.

After Chen Shiping listened, he made a brief count. In addition to the local media in Venice, they had contacted no less than 20 media and a dozen film critics.

But there are no well-known film critics, but that doesn't matter, what matters is quantity rather than quality.

It was now two o'clock. Chen Shiping looked at them and said, "Let's go back and have a rest. Have a sleep tomorrow and then check the results."

After they all left, Chen Shiping took advantage of the fact that the bartender was still working and ordered a glass of wine.

This kind of hotel is quite good at doing business. There is a restaurant and bar on the first floor, and the hotel is upstairs.

If you can't sleep at night, you can still come down and drink.

Just when Chen Shiping was about to drink and relax, someone suddenly appeared next to him.

Turning around, he saw it was Zhu Lin. He held up the cup and took a sip before asking, "You're up so late, do you want a drink?"

"But can you help me with that beautiful-looking cocktail?" Zhu Lin said with a smile: "I'm quite curious, it looks delicious." "The alcohol content is very high, be careful of getting drunk." Chen Shiping smiled and helped her Ordered a drink.

Zhu Lin leaned a little lazily on the bar and said, "I was drunk just in time to sleep. I haven't had a good sleep in several days."

"What's wrong? Is the room not good?" Chen Shiping asked curiously.

Zhu Lin shook his head and said, "Maybe it's because I'm not used to it."

Soon the cocktail was served. Zhu Lin picked it up and smelled it gently, and his thin eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

The smell of alcohol was very strong, very different from what she imagined.

Chen Shiping couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this.

"Does it taste good? Do you want me to get you a different drink?"

"No." Zhu Lin picked up the cup and took a sip and said, "I think it tastes good!"

How could he be rebellious at such an adult age? Chen Shiping was quite helpless. If you don't mind drinking it, just drink it.

After taking a sip of wine, Zhu Lin's face turned a little red and his earlobes turned pink.

After two more sips, Zhu Lin became a little drunk and his whole face was red.

"Chen Shiping, are you getting married?"

"Why would you, a romantic person like you, get married? It's definitely not because of love!"

"Why are you getting married?"

Zhu Lin seemed to have drunk too much. He held his chin with one hand and watched Chen Shiping talking drunkenly.

Seeing her like this, Chen Shiping was speechless. You can drink as much as you want. Why are you exposing me?

Chen Shiping reached for the wine glass and said, "It's just a few sips and it's on your face. Stop drinking."

"Who says I can't drink it?" Zhu Lin reached out to take it back, but stopped when his fingertips touched Chen Shiping's hand.

Chen Shiping didn't notice that just as he was about to take back his hand, he was grabbed by Zhu Lin.

The atmosphere changed instantly. Chen Shiping turned to look at Zhu Lin, who was blushing. He didn't know whether she did it on purpose or accidentally.

Or maybe it was intentional and careless.

Zhu Lin's eyes flashed with panic, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, but he didn't let go of Chen Shiping's hand.

Chen Shiping slowly withdrew his hand, looked at her and said, "You're drunk, go up and rest."

A trace of loneliness flashed in Zhu Lin's eyes, he squeezed out a wry smile and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he stood up to leave, but his body tilted and he fell into Chen Shiping's arms.

Chen Shiping quickly supported her, feeling that this scene was quite familiar.

The chandelier above the bar was emitting dim light. Zhu Lin fell into Chen Shiping's arms and looked up at him, his beautiful eyes watery.

"Why can't I meet someone like you? Amin is so lucky to meet someone who supports her and believes in her."

Zhu Lin murmured to himself and raised his hand to touch Chen Shiping's face, as if sighing for his life.

"You're so drunk."

Chen Shiping helped her up, took out a few bills from his pocket and placed them on the bar, then helped her go upstairs.

In the dim hotel corridor, Chen Shiping forgot which room Zhu Lin was in. They didn't live on the same floor.

"Hey, do you live in 206 or 207?" Chen Shiping pinched Zhu Lin's chin and shook it.

Zhu Lin seemed to have no bones now, leaning softly against Chen Shiping. The earlobes under his hair were already red, and the breath coming out of his small mouth smelled of alcohol.

It's strange to say that even though he was drunk, it could hang firmly on Chen Shiping's body without falling off.

Chen Shiping also realized that something was wrong. This man got drunk too quickly, and his state of drunkenness was wrong!

Use this to test cadres? ! Which cadre can withstand such a test? !

Chen Shiping leaned her against the wall, holding her waist with one hand and pinching her chin with the other and looking directly at her.

Zhu Lin was panicking at this time, but her impulse was numbed by alcohol. She knew what she was doing, but she kept hinting to herself that I was drunk and I didn't know anything.

She didn't know why she did this. Maybe it was just to bring an end to the situation, or maybe it was because of the unexplainable regret in her heart.

In short, she was just drunk tonight, and she wouldn't even know what Chen Shiping would do to her when she got up tomorrow!

Chen Shiping watched Zhu Lin's mouth pout slightly as he pinched it. He subconsciously licked his lips and his breathing became hot.

"Which room do you live in?" Chen Shiping's hot breath made Zhu Lin's eyelashes tremble slightly.

Zhu Lin, who was blushing, muttered unconsciously: "206"

"I thought you wanted to be in the corridor." Chen Shiping let go of Zhu Lin and then helped her walk towards 206.

Zhu Lin's face turned redder as he leaned on Chen Shiping's shoulder, and his hand that was hanging down couldn't help but clenched into a fist and then unclenched.

You just want to be in the corridor! shameless.

Zhu Lin's somewhat chaotic mind couldn't help but imagine fantasy corridors, clothes on the floor, high-pitched voices, and the risk of being discovered.

Putting these things together, Zhu Lin's legs suddenly became weak and he couldn't stand still. He was really drunk now. He really wanted to go to the toilet and change his underwear.

Chen Shiping almost lost his balance. Was he really drunk?

The test has been upgraded again.

Arriving at the door of 206, Chen Shiping looked at Zhu Lin, who was unsteady on his feet, and awkwardly put his hand into her tight pants pocket to look for the keys.

There is only a thin layer of fabric between the hot temperature of the palm and the fingers that are constantly groping for the pocket.

Zhu Lin's somewhat intoxicated brain made his body extra sensitive, and he could clearly feel the feeling at the base of his thighs.

"Down a little." Zhu Lin raised his arms and put his arms around Chen Shiping's neck, murmuring in his ear.

Chen Shiping said helplessly: "The pocket is too tight and the key is deep. Please bear with it for a while."

This line was so unpleasant that Zhu Lin's pretty face turned even redder and he leaned on Chen Shiping's shoulder.

Seeing the tiny beads of sweat on his neck, he stuck out his tongue and tapped it lightly.

Chen Shiping couldn't help but shudder, and the hand he was looking for the key subconsciously used strength to grasp her elastic thigh tightly.

"It hurts." Zhu Lin couldn't help standing up on his tiptoes and hugging Chen Shiping tightly, grabbing his hair in a daze, his thin fingers gently grasping the black hair like a kitten.

Chen Shiping's body froze, but he found the key in his pocket, took it out, put one hand around Zhu Lin's waist to prevent her from falling, and quickly opened the door with the other hand.

The moment the door opened, Chen Shiping helped Zhu Lin in with a single stride and kicked the door shut.

The corridor fell into silence for an instant, but various strange noises came from the room.

(End of this chapter)