star king gene

Lin Zhimo couldn't tolerate being shocked, because Lin Zhimo found out that Gong Li and Huang Hexiang called each other "Mr. Huang" and "Miss Gong". I'm afraid this kind of address is not normal for any couple. , even if Huang Hexiang is a Singaporean.

At this time, Lin Zhimo suddenly remembered that a Xiangjiang media had reported that Gong Li had never lived in the Huang family when she was in Singapore, and she always lived in a hotel. The reason why that media reported that Gong Li was like this was because Conflict between husband and wife.

Now it seems that things may not be so simple.

After listening for a while, Lin Zhimo suddenly felt his phone vibrate—every time Lin Zhimo attended a party, he would set his phone to silent, and took it out to see that it was a text message from Zhang Ziyi.

"Zhimo, where are you?"

Lin Zhimo replied: "I'm going outside to breathe, and I'll go back now."

After replying, Lin Zhimo glanced at the two people who were still arguing on the other side of the rockery with a complicated expression, and after hesitating for a while, he left here and went back to the house.

……

On February 2, the Berlin International Film Festival officially opened.

In the morning, Huo Xiwen and Zhang Ziyi went out to contact the clothing manufacturers for business. Lin Zhimo became bored and suddenly remembered that the European Film Market opened with the film festival, and there were also many good films exhibited there.

After inquiring about the venue of the European Film Market, Lin Zhimo rushed over immediately.

The Martin-Gropius Museum is located in the Kreuzberg district of Berlin. It was formerly the Handicraft Museum and was built in 1881. It belongs to the Italian Renaissance architectural style and was listed as a cultural relic protection building in 1966.The museum often holds world-sensing major exhibitions. It is currently the most important exhibition hall in Berlin and one of the top international exhibition halls. It has become an exhibition venue for large-scale international exhibitions.

And this year's European Film Market is held here.

In front of the museum, Lin Zhimo found that there were not so many tourists. After thinking about it, he realized that this was a platform specially provided for suppliers. Although there were many films participating in the exhibition, there were no film screenings, so there were naturally few tourists.

Lin Zhimo ignored the others and went up the steps step by step. However, when he reached the gate, he was stopped by a staff member and asked Lin Zhimo for his exhibition card.

Lin Zhimo didn't think that identity documents were needed here, how could Lin Zhimo have them, so he said a lot of good things to the other party, hoping to be accommodating, but the seriousness and rigidity of the Germans was fully reflected at this time, even if Lin Zhimo If you say smallpox, the other party just asks for your ID card, if you don't have it, you won't be able to enter.

During the entanglement, Lin Zhimo heard someone behind him hesitantly calling: "Lin Zhimo?"

Lin Zhimo looked back and found a middle-aged man who was not tall and slightly fat standing behind him. He knew this man himself, or he had met him at the party yesterday. Bear Pole Girl" is a young director Wang Xiaoshuai who was shortlisted for the Cannes International Film Festival and competed for the Palme d'Or.

"Director Wang..." Lin Zhimo looked a little embarrassed. After all, what he did just now was a bit indecent, and Lin Zhimo was afraid that the other party would misunderstand him.

Wang Xiaoshuai smiled and said, "Why, you are not allowed to enter the hall?"

Lin Zhimo nodded embarrassingly.

Wang Xiaoshuai patted Lin Zhimo's arm, signaling Lin Zhimo to follow him, then he walked up to the staff member and took out a certificate, the staff member smiled after checking it, and apologized to Lin Zhimo at the same time .

Lin Zhimo, who followed Wang Xiaoshuai into the guild hall, thanked him and said, "It's fortunate that Director Wang helped me today, otherwise I really don't know how to get in."

Wang Xiaoshuai waved his hand indifferently: "It's nothing, I can bring in a quota with my participation certificate... But you, there is no film screening here, what are you doing here?"

Lin Zhimo smiled: "I don't really want to come in, I just want to try to communicate and see if I can come in and have a look."

Wang Xiaoshuai nodded and said, "Your German is really good, but I can't even say 'Hello'."

During the conversation between the two, Lin Zhimo learned that Wang Xiaoshuai was able to enter the clubhouse because he participated in the screenwriting of a children's film. At the same time, he also planned to take advantage of the Berlin Film Festival to learn more about the advantages of foreign films.

The film exhibition booth where Wang Xiaoshuai participated in the screenwriting was not big, that is, about ten square meters in size, which seemed quite shabby among the booths of many international exhibitors that were hundreds or even hundreds of square meters.

Seemingly seeing what Lin Zhimo was thinking, Wang Xiaoshuai took the lead and said, "Don't think that our booth is small because we can't afford to pay. In fact, in the film market at the Berlin Film Festival and even the Venice Film Festival, the exhibitors are basically putting on a show. Because buyers will basically not sell at these two film festivals, they will first choose some fancy films and then get in touch with them slowly. Since we only have a few films, it is useless to rent those big booths.”

Lin Zhimo heard the pessimistic meaning from Wang Xiaoshuai's words, and it seemed that he had no confidence in the films participating in the exhibition.

However, Lin Zhimo didn't know anything about the film that participated in the exhibition. After echoing Wang Xiaoshuai's meaning, he changed the subject and asked casually: "What is Director Wang working on now, the new script?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoshuai actually nodded and said, "That's right, it's really a new script."

Lin Zhimo cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Then I would like to wish Director Wang's film good news and success in various film festivals."

Lin Zhimo knew that Wang Xiaoshuai never made those commercial films, so he didn't say anything about box office hits.

Wang Xiaoshuai smiled wryly: "I'm still collecting materials. It's too early to say I won the award before I even finished the script."

Lin Zhimo smiled and asked, "I don't know what kind of book Director Wang is going to write in this book?"

"It's a movie that focuses on little people. In this movie, it mainly describes the fate and development of a little person in the metropolis of Yanjing, trying his best to survive better." Wang Xiaoshuai explained a little .

Lin Zhimo was a little startled when he heard the type of this story, and when he heard Wang Xiaoshuai's words "I will try my best to survive better", I couldn't help but think of the time when I was a martial arts substitute.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Zhimo asked, "Director Wang, I also had the experience of being a martial arts stand-in in Yanjing before. I wonder if my experience will help you?"

Hearing the words, Wang Xiaoshuai couldn't help pushing his brown glasses up, and said with interest, "Oh? Anyway, there's nothing wrong with you, so you might as well tell me about it."

Lin Zhimo pondered for a moment, and began to talk: "It was in 1995, my family was in debt because of some things, in order to pay off the debt, I came to Yanjing alone as an artist, and at first I planned to find a job related to performing arts ..."

Lin Zhimo slowly narrated his down-and-out life in those two years, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed about the past in his heart.

Listening to Lin Zhimo's slightly deep voice, Wang Xiaoshuai clearly heard the material he had been looking for from his words!Yes, maybe Lin Zhimo's job is a martial arts job, which has nothing to do with the profession he intends to describe, but in fact, many low-income people all over the world have something in common, and now from Lin Zhimo's It can be seen from the narration that he can fully understand the feelings of this low-level little person.

So after listening to Lin Zhimo's narration, Wang Xiaoshuai couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: "Maybe it can be..."

Wang Xiaoshuai glanced at Lin Zhimo who was still immersed in memories, and involuntarily turned the pen in his right hand.

Lin Zhimo was still a little immersed in his own memories and couldn't extricate himself. It took a long time for Lin Zhimo to react, wiped his sore eyes and said, "Sorry Director Wang, I made you laugh!"

"Ah! Ah... No, no, I think your story is very good, I am very inspired... In fact, I think your story can also be filmed as a biographical film." Wang Xiaoshuai returned from his messy thoughts. God speaks.

"Haha, I want to shoot my own biography, but even if I do, I'm afraid no one will read it, haha." Lin Zhimo naturally knew that this was Wang Xiaoshuai's joke, so he just laughed it off and didn't care.

The two discussed many issues about filming together again, and then had lunch together at noon.

During the dinner, Wang Xiaoshuai suggested to drink beer. After all, German beer has a very good reputation, but Lin Zhimo insisted on drinking baijiu, because baijiu tasted strong, and neither of them could agree on which one to drink. Therefore, Wang Xiaoshuai has seen Lin Zhimo's drinking capacity, which is really unfathomable.

When the two separated, Wang Xiaoshuai said: "Zhimo, I really think you should learn about screenwriting. I think your knowledge base is actually very large. If you are a screenwriter, you will definitely be handy."

From the chat between the two, Wang Xiaoshuai found that Lin Zhimo is different from other artists. Lin Zhimo has a very profound cultural background and knows a lot about Lin Zhimo. It is the general impression that artists are famous for their faces. It's very different, that's why I said this.

Lin Zhimo remembered the script of the young Bao Qingtian he was filming now, and Lin Zhimo also picked out some mistakes from it. At that time, the screenwriter of Shaobao also jokingly said that he would change careers to become a screenwriter. But at that time, Lin Zhimo just regarded this sentence as the other party's gaffe after drinking, so he didn't take it to heart. At this time, when he heard Wang Xiaoshuai say that again, Lin Zhimo was a little concerned.

"Maybe I can try to write something myself." Lin Zhimo thought to himself, so he said to Wang Xiaoshuai: "Then when I have any questions to ask Brother Wang in the future, don't be lazy!"

After getting along today, the two have begun to call each other brothers.

Wang Xiaoshuai patted his chest and said, "It's okay, leave it to me! I still have some questions about my new script and I may need your help."

"Well, let's count as helping each other, haha!"

"Yes, help each other."

……

At 2:8 pm on February [-]th, the Berlin International Film Festival officially opened.

Zhang Ziyi was arranged to attend the red carpet with Zhang Yimou, while Lin Zhimo was arranged to walk the red carpet with the famous Hong Kong actress Shu Qi.

Shu Qi participated in this film festival as the heroine of the movie "There Is Dancing".

Lin Zhimo and Shu Qi can't be said to be familiar with each other, but they are not unfamiliar either. Whether it was at the various banquets in Xiangjiang or yesterday's gathering, Lin Zhimo had talked with Shu Qi, but they didn't know each other deeply.

"It is said that the temperature outside has reached minus five degrees today." Lin Zhimo said, looking at Shu Qi who was still shivering despite wearing a down jacket.

"You don't need to remind me about this problem. I learned about it on TV a week ago." Shu Qi glanced angrily at Lin Zhimo, who was gloating at the side, and said.

"I'm not reminding you, I'm just telling you another fact. Look, knowing that the temperature is going to be so low today, why don't you choose a relatively warmer clothes?" Lin Zhimo said, "I'm thinking of you." .

Shu Qi sighed: "Why didn't I think of wearing a warm skirt? I wasn't nominated for Best Actress, so why bother... But the clothier doesn't provide warmer clothes, what should I do? This one is already the warmest of those outfits!"

Lin Zhimo looked at this "warmest" dress that still showed most of his jade back, and couldn't help but rejoice that he was a man, at least he could still wear thermal underwear now.

Lin Zhimo and Shu Qi are not the protagonists of this film festival, so the driver drove the two people around outside the venue, waited until the opening guests in front had almost finished, and then slowly parked the car Red carpet there.

As the most popular young student in China, if he walks on any red carpet in China, Lin Zhimo will be one of the focuses of everyone's attention even if he is not an absolute star. However, in Berlin, one of the three major international film festivals in Europe On the red carpet of the film festival, Lin Zhimo's little fame is not worth mentioning. Even Shu Qi, who already has some international reputation, is not much better than Lin Zhimo.

Therefore, after answering the questions of some domestic reporters, the two of them on the red carpet walked as fast as they could——Lin Zhimo did it to avoid the embarrassment that no one would recognize, while Shu Qi did it entirely out of rushing into the house. Heating psychology.

Even though there was enough heating in the room, the first thing Shu Qi did after she came in was to take the previous down jacket from the assistant and put it on her body, and then the two separated and returned to the crew where they were.

"According to Germany's winter time standard, it's your birthday now; but according to daylight saving time, it should be just right now, I hope I'm not late, happy birthday!" Lin Zhimo joined in when the time reached six o'clock. Go to Zhang Ziyi's side and whisper.

Zhang Ziyi, who was also shivering in a down jacket, felt a warm current in his heart after hearing Lin Zhimo's words, and his whole body became warm as if in a stove.

Stretching out her finger quietly, Zhang Ziyi pinched Lin Zhimo's soft waist and said angrily, "You did it on purpose, didn't you!?"

But it refers to the situation that when the two of them were talking a few days ago, Zhang Ziyi hinted at Lin Zhimo's own birthday in every possible way, but Lin Zhimo always pretended not to understand.

Lin Zhimo only felt a piercing pain coming from his waist, he took a breath and said, "It hurts, hurts, I was wrong, okay?"

"Hmph! That's about the same!" Zhang Ziyi saw that Lin Zhimo's expression didn't seem to be pretending, so he immediately let go of his hands.

Seeing Lin Zhimo stroking her waist non-stop, Zhang Ziyi covered her mouth and snickered, then said to Lin Zhimo very seriously: "Zhimo, I don't care what other women are like, I just don't like this woman anyway. It's a kind of 'surprise'. I just need to know that you have me in your heart and you haven't forgotten my existence, that's enough."

When Lin Zhimo just heard the first half of Zhang Ziyi's sentence, the movements in his hands stopped suddenly, thinking that Zhang Ziyi had discovered the matter between himself and Huo Xiwen and hinted at himself, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, he realized that he had misunderstood , and then the bottom of my heart was moved.

"Ziyi, I promise I won't tease you like this in the future." Lin Zhimo said with the same solemn expression.

"Pfft".

Seeing Lin Zhimo's appearance, Zhang Ziyi couldn't help laughing, and said, "Okay, why do you look so deeply moved, as long as you remember my birthday... by the way, my What about presents?"

Looking at Zhang Ziyi's slender hand stretched out in front of her, Lin Zhimo smiled and said, "The gift is in my hotel room, why don't you go to my room to get it after the banquet is over?"

Zhang Ziyi's face turned red immediately, she glanced at Lin Zhimo shyly and said, "Bah! I'm not going, why don't you take it to my room yourself..." Before she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, Lin Zhimo's eyes lit up, and he said, "Okay, it's a deal! Then I'll go to your room at night!"

Lin Zhimo turned around and talked to the others before Zhang Ziyi could respond.

Seeing Lin Zhimo's successful plot, Zhang Ziyi gritted her teeth in shame and anger, but a faint expectation rose in her heart, and she couldn't help but think of what happened in Lin Zhimo's kitchen last time. Thinking of this, Zhang Ziyi's face became redder and tenderer, and she shook her head vigorously, but she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

After the banquet, Zhang Ziyi was absent-minded all the time, and his mind was full of what he should do if Lin Zhimo really went to his room later. Various hypothetical situations kept appearing in Zhang Ziyi's mind. Continued until the end of the banquet.

When Zhang Ziyi returned to the hotel room, he saw that the time was already 10:30 in the evening.

After changing her clothes, Zhang Ziyi sat on the sofa in the living room feeling tangled.

"If Lin Zhimo really makes that kind of request later, what should I do, should I refuse? Or..."

The more Zhang Ziyi thought about it, the more nervous she became, her hands tightly grasped the edge of the sofa pillow and kneaded it continuously.

Bang, bang, bang, there were three knocks on the door.

"what!"

Zhang Ziyi couldn't help exclaiming, and subconsciously stood up, not knowing that the pillow in her hand fell to the ground.

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