The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 937 Vase Discrimination
Anson:?
what happened?

To be honest, Anson still believed in other people's expertise. Just because he might not have seen something didn't mean nothing had happened. He himself still lacked experience. At this moment, the man in the black suit became alert, and Anson became alert as well. He followed the man in the black suit's line of sight and scanned the entire scene.

Looking left and right, Anson confirmed that there was nothing unusual around the red carpet. The reporters did not break through the railings, and no fans broke through the blockade. Other people in black suits, media and film festival staff were all calm. There were not even other crews. Everything was in normal order.

So, what is this doing?
Is this guy in the black suit performing the role of "Bodyguard" alone?

Anson didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He patted the arm of the man in the black suit and said half-jokingly, "Relax. Relax!"

However, the man in the black suit still did not turn his head, completely refused to make any eye contact with Anson, and completely refused to explain any of the circumstances. He pushed Anson up the stairs forcefully, as if he was chasing a chicken.

Something is wrong.

Anson was totally caught off guard and was pushed by the man in black suit without any warning. He staggered a little. He subconsciously stepped aside to avoid the man in black suit's sturdy arms.

A crisis suddenly arose.

If this was a Hollywood movie like "Mission Impossible", the man in the black suit would have pulled out a dagger and stabbed Anson in the heart.

And then... no more.

But this is not a Hollywood movie.

The man in the black suit felt Anson's escape and his burning and sharp gaze, and he finally turned to look at Anson. "You have enjoyed your time, and now you should leave and leave the space here for the real actors."

Anson: Huh?

What does this mean? What is a real actor?

The story is developing in the direction of a French comedy film.

Anson didn't want to speculate on other people's attitudes, especially since the security guards were just doing their job conscientiously, and he tried his best to cooperate.

But what about the contempt and disdain in the eyes of the man in black suit?

What? Can’t vases walk the red carpet? Or are there time limits on when vases can appear on the red carpet at film festivals, or are they simply banned?

Anson couldn't help but smile.

It wasn't a mocking laugh, but a genuine laugh.

During these days in Cannes, Anson truly felt the grand occasion of the film festival. Everything was about movies. It was truly a hotbed for movies.

Of course, there are also some hostile attitudes, because Anson is a vase, and "vase = brainless". They don't think Anson understands movies, or they don't think Anson's views are worth sharing, listening to, or discussing. There is contempt and disdain in their words and deeds, and they unconditionally refute Anson.

Anson didn't mind this either.

After being baptized by social network trolls and experiencing the overwhelming online violence in the previous life, the attacks nowadays can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket.

Anson's attitude was always frank. If they were willing to talk, he would communicate with them in a calm and confident manner. Even if he didn't have the demeanor to engage in a debate with a group of scholars, he would definitely not be stage-frightened. But if they were blinded by prejudice and refused to open their hearts, he would not bother to please them. He didn't have the time.

Anyway, Anson doesn't mind being labeled as a vase and is not ashamed of it at all. He is not prepared to please everyone and expects everyone to like him.

This was my first time attending a film festival, and I came here to feel the atmosphere and experience the movies.

But I never expected that "vase discrimination" would happen on the red carpet——

In public, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

This is definitely an accident.

So, does the man in the black suit think that the presence of the vase defiles the red carpet at the Palais des Festivals, or does the presence of the vase lower the tone of the festival?
If he really holds such an idea, he should find the person responsible for the wrong and the person responsible for the debt. He should find the selection committee that selected "Elephant" into the main competition unit, and he should find the jury that recalled the "Elephant" crew.

But obviously, he didn't dare.

Therefore, he only dared to find Anson, the "culprit", a soft persimmon.

Unfortunately, Anson is a tough guy.

Anson just smiled and looked at the man in the black suit with dignity, "What if I refuse?" The man in the black suit was stunned, not realizing that Anson actually hit him head-on, and his clear and bright eyes looked directly into his eyes without any hesitation.

Frank, straightforward and courageous.

Instead, the man in the black suit felt guilty and avoided him with a flickering look.

Suddenly, he became angry and embarrassed. The man in the black suit didn't say anything else and raised his hands, ready to force himself.

This time, Anson was not so obedient. He directly blocked the other party and firmly pushed him away with his right arm. "Why? Cannes officials have regulations on the time to stay on the red carpet. How many minutes is it? I'm all ears."

Neither humble nor arrogant, neither hasty nor slow.

Anson didn't make a big fuss, but he didn't keep quiet either.

The man in the black suit was stunned, a trace of annoyance and anger flashed in his eyes, but his reason grabbed the reins and he barely controlled himself. He did not respond directly to Anson's question, but continued to insist.

"You should leave."

Anson was particularly happy and smiled brightly, "Who said that, you?"

People often believe that vases tend to have good tempers. They are not really "good-tempered", but that is the image they project because of their public relations. They dare not act like big shots because their agents and public relations people repeatedly remind them to be honest. Once the news that vases act like big shots gets out, they will probably be criticized to death.

However, this does not mean that vases do not act like big shots, they just do not act like big shots in public where people can see them, but they act like big shots secretly behind people's backs.

Right before everyone's eyes, Anson wanted to show off his power.

A little exciting.

Anson stood there, smiling, without shouting or making any moves. He looked over with his clear blue eyes, staring calmly and calmly.

Black Suit: Uh.

His breath was stuck in his chest and he could no longer control himself. He became angry and raised his right hand, ready to use force and push Anson again; but Anson showed no weakness and not only did he not move away, he also took the initiative to take half a step forward.

However, he did not take any action, but just stared at the other person as if he were an equal.

The man in the black suit froze in mid-air.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Click, click...

The sounds of shutter clicks and flashes were overwhelming, recording frame by frame everything that was happening before your eyes. As long as you were not blind, you could see that something was happening in front of you.

Moreover, it was clear that Anson was the victim.

But what exactly is going on? Why is the man in the black suit forcing Anson to leave the red carpet?
Damn it.

"Let him stay."

"Anson!"

"Let him stay!"

Emmanuel had not expected this at all. She was still trying to judge the situation and had no time to organize her thoughts when the surroundings could not wait to make noises. She looked around confusedly and saw that the faces of her colleagues were full of depression. She suddenly understood -

Tonight's award ceremony is full of variables. The uncertainty brought about by various unexpected events is already unsettling. I finally managed to find a focus, but ended up encountering this kind of thing. I couldn't control my emotions.

"Let him stay."

One after another, the shouts became so loud that the whole audience was boiling.

This scene was probably something no one had expected.

So what is this movie now, an Italian absurd comedy?

(End of this chapter)