The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 924 Street Chat
"…So, am I really that much like him?"

Anson's face was full of sincerity, and he met the gazes of everyone present with ease and grace.

There was a jam in front of us, and for a moment no one reacted.

Or to be more precise, I didn't know how to react.

Scarlett, who was standing aside, stared at the scene in astonishment, and looked at Anson in disbelief. She used all her strength to control the upturned corners of her mouth, lowered her head, and her shoulders trembled mutely.

One second, two seconds——

"No, no no no, you are Anson Wood, you can't fool me."

Finally, someone in the crowd came to his senses and refused to be fooled. He looked around, trying to find more support to prove his point. However, he did not expect that Anson in front of him spread out his hands with a helpless look on his face.

"Okay, you got me."

Just...that's it?
"So, you need an autograph? Anson Wood will do?"

The crowd in front of them hesitated for a brief second, because the person in front of them was so confident and calm that they subconsciously began to doubt themselves:
After all, the story of passers-by mistaking top superstars is always a classic that circulates on the streets. Even legends of the level of Michael Jackson and Elvis Presley were inevitably mistaken by passers-by.

Could it be that the person in front of him was really the passerby who had been mistaken for Anson many times?
The next second, Anson spread his hands.

"Oh, that's a bit disappointing. I thought you guys could hold on a little longer."

Everyone:? ? ?
puff.

Scarlett couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed out loud.

Scarlett noticed that everyone was looking at her. She waved her hands again and again to express her apologies and tried to explain, but she couldn't control her laughter and in the end she couldn't say anything. Her shoulders relaxed and she was extremely happy.

Finally, the crowd understood.

"Ah, it really is Anson."

"I almost got cheated."

"Haha, hahaha."

"I knew it. It was Anson."

"Wow, the real person is so beautiful, and the face is the size of a palm."

It rustled and rustled and couldn't stop at all.

According to common sense, the next step should be to be surrounded and blocked.

In fact, people did gather around in a crowd, but they did not go crazy and kept a distance rationally.

"Anson, are you here to watch a movie too?"

"How do you like it?"

"What did you think of the movie?"

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a post-screening interview with a lively atmosphere.

Anson was stunned. Sure enough, the film festival finally showed a different style. A smile climbed onto the corners of his mouth. "Yes, I came here to watch the movie as well. A friend recommended it to me. Please be sure to watch this main competition work."

"But alas, I fell asleep. Most of the time."

“So, I don’t think I’m qualified to give a review.”

Elegant and upright.

Everyone was stunned, and there was a brief and strange blankness in the entire scene.

Silence fell.

Generally speaking, actors are often worried about exposing their shallowness and ignorance. Not being able to tear off the "vase" label is a small matter, but being considered as having no artistic accomplishment is a big deal.

Therefore, actors, like those literary young people, are eager to list a bunch of artistic classics by art directors to prove their taste and background.

However, few people know that the real foundation is not how many classic masterpieces one has "seen", but to cultivate one's own aesthetics and opinions through these classic works. If you like it, you like it; if you hate it, you hate it. There must be a reason why a classic becomes a classic, but it may not suit everyone's taste. Standing in front of art and classics, and still having your own well-reasoned opinions, this is an artistic soul with taste and foundation.

Even if you have watched ten thousand classic movies or read ten thousand famous books, it is impossible to make a lush forest grow from a barren desert of thought.

The more the "self-proclaimed literary youth" like to talk about classics, the more likely they are to have no taste, personality, or thoughts of their own. The same is true for actors.

It is precisely because of this that those vase actors, in order to cover up their own poor thinking, often pretend to know what they don't, but inadvertently expose their true colors.

But on the other hand, countless flower pot people who know nothing about movies and lack even the most basic common sense look just as stupid.

So, what's ahead?

Anson, a vase, openly admitted that he fell asleep while watching a movie. Is this... really okay? Is it okay?

Scarlett was totally caught off guard and forgot to smile for a moment. She subconsciously looked at Anson, but she saw calmness and composure on that face. Not only was he not stupid or flustered, but he also exuded a kind of confidence and assurance from the inside out, pushing the story in a completely opposite direction.

It is precisely because of self-confidence that I dare to admit it frankly.

Precisely because of our background, we are not afraid of exposing our shortcomings.

Scarlett couldn't help but think of her reaction just now -

Once compared, the gap becomes apparent and the truth comes out.

then.

"…Actually, I just fell asleep too. It's not my cup of tea."

"Haha, that's honest."

"So, you don't like it?"

As they talked, they could no longer control their laughter and the atmosphere suddenly became cheerful.

When he looked at Anson again, Anson did not avoid it. "I can't say I like it or hate it. I believe the director knows what he is doing. The atmosphere and texture presented in the movie are indeed special."

"It's a pity that I'm not in good shape today and don't have the chance to appreciate it properly."

"Maybe, next time, I should give myself another chance. But this time in Cannes, I don't think I will go into the cinema to watch it a second time."

Haha, bursts of laughter.

On the side, Scarlett's mood slowly calmed down. It seemed not so difficult or bad to admit that she didn't like the movie that much and that she dozed off while watching an art film.

Then someone in the crowd asked, not in the press conference kind, but in the kind where fans gather to discuss passionately, "So this isn't your first movie today?"

"No, I watched 'Dogville' this morning..."

"Oh!" everyone exclaimed.

"I know, I used some connections and privileges to successfully see the premiere, so please don't be too envious."

"Hahaha."

"I watched 'Brilliant Life' again in the afternoon."

"Wow!"

"Yes, I know, rookie mistake, I shouldn't have arranged it like this, so when I watched 'Brilliant Life' in the afternoon, I almost collapsed in the cinema, and when I sat in the Riviera Palace, my soul was dry, as if I had just been kissed by the Dementors."

Hilarious, hilarious!
Previously, Anson did not make excuses for himself and frankly admitted the fact that he dozed off while watching a movie; until now, everyone understood the whole story:
excusable.

Moreover, it is such a familiar rookie mistake that almost every avid film fan who goes to a film festival for the first time should have made it.

The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

Scarlett was a little surprised. She thought that the first question these people would ask Anson would be the "elephant", which had been the absolute focus of the past few days.

However, it did not.

The first question had nothing to do with "The Elephant". Well, that was understandable since they were standing in front of the cinema after the show "Father and Son" was over.

But I never expected that the second question also had nothing to do with "elephants".

"Anson, did you like 'Dogville'? That was the first movie you watched today, right?"

The subtext is that there are no excuses. Watching the film with a clear mind, Anson should have a complete, sound and clear view of his own.

(End of this chapter)