Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 249 Closing Ceremony

Nearly 06:30, there are already crowds of people outside the festival palace.Tens of thousands of people gathered in front of the Palace of Festivals to watch.

Volunteers of the film festival and some police officers were stationed nearby, carefully and cautiously maintaining order, not only to guard against the public, but also to prevent some excessive reporters from rushing into the stars.

When the first limousine car slowly entered the venue, there was cheering in front of the Palace of Festivals. It was the limousine car of members of the jury, famous directors, film critics, and many stars, including Zhang Qiyu from Hong Kong, China.

Fans screamed, the crowd boiled, even if they were not fans, they screamed and shook the light sticks in their hands.

If the high mood is approaching the boiling point, there is no sign of lowering, but it will become even higher with the arrival of one after another limousine cars.

The cheers, the screams, didn't stop for an hour, only wave after wave became louder.It reached a new climax when Bradley and Angeli walked down the aisle together.

Countless "Iloveyon" resounded through the night sky, and some fans even fainted from excitement and were carried out by medical staff.

All eyes were on Bradley Pitt and his wife, but some sharp-eyed people noticed that many people dressed in black, who looked like bodyguards, quietly squeezed into the crowd.

At the end of the red carpet, at some point, the chairman of the assembly quietly stood with the mayor of Cannes and members of Congress who had walked the red carpet.Another person walked up to the master of ceremonies and whispered.

"There will be a big star coming again!" The gossip spread quickly, someone whispered, and soon, most people knew that there was going to be a big star.

But who is it?Even the Pitts, members of the ten-million-dollar club, have not attracted such attention, so who will come now?Tom Cruise?Will Smith?Leonardo or someone else?

People guessed, waited, and when they finally saw the slowly approaching limousine, their emotions exploded instantly.

"Silver Charm!" Someone exclaimed.

Anyone who loves cars will know that the antique silver car that is driving in is the Silver Charm of Rolls-Royce.It has not been produced since it was shut down in 1926, and there are no more than twenty examples in existence.

Although this old antique car may not be comparable to the new Rolls-Royce in terms of performance and appearance, it is definitely a representative of identity and status.

The maintenance cost of this antique car may be more than [-] per year, and the owner of each car is a famous figure in the world.

I don't know which big star is able to borrow such a limousine.

Yinmei slowly stopped in front of the red carpet, a young man in a white driver's uniform got out of the car, turned to the back, and opened the door.

The one who stepped down from Yinmei was a young brown-haired man, handsome and suave, looking at that pink suit, but few people could dress as tastefully as him.

Turning his head and smiling, the man's eyes flickered, his peach blossoms were full,
In the crowd, a lot of young girls screamed, "I was electrocuted to death..."

A reporter who was familiar with the situation let out a low cry: "It turned out to be Mr. Marquis! No wonder..."

The Chinese reporters immediately set up their "long and short mirrors" and aimed directly at the "Silver Charm".I hadn't seen Ye Xiao before, did I finally go all out and make an official public appearance with my rumored boyfriend?
"Here we are," Heinrich turned his head and whispered, and someone got out of the car.

However, as soon as he appeared, all the Chinese reporters who were waiting to shoot Ye Xiao almost fell down collectively.

The person who stepped down from Yinmei was actually still a man, a young, handsome blond man.

Smiling, he looked up at the end of the red carpet, nodded seemingly casually, and a pair of blue eyes revealed a gentle light.

His manners are decent, his appearance is handsome, and his five-piece suit and very formal suit bring out his grace and luxury.When this blond man appeared on the red carpet, he compared all the male stars.

However, such a handsome man who looked like a prince turned around and stretched his hand into the car.

Holding Karl's hand, Song Xiaoye stepped down from "Silver Charm" and stood gracefully.

The slim figure and elegant silhouette have stunned everyone present.

"Dong, Dongfang Barbie!" Someone murmured in a low voice, but they couldn't help blinking their eyes.I couldn't believe that the one who appeared in front of me was that Oriental Barbie with a sunny smile.

It is still the delicate and beautiful face, but it has a completely different temperament from the previous appearance.

Reserved, proud, graceful and luxurious, wearing a silver dress, she is as noble as a princess, even standing next to two outstanding men who are like princes, she is not inferior, standing hand in hand like a prince in a fairy tale Like a princess.

Holding Carl's hand with a smile, Song Xiaoye naturally took Heinrich's arm, and walked slowly across the red carpet with two outstanding men on his arm.

Not to mention the Chinese media were dumbfounded, even foreign reporters were dumbfounded.

Only one reporter hidden in the crowd murmured in a low voice: "My God, my God——Prince Andre..."

It was a reporter from Sweden, who acted in a low-key manner, drowning in the crowd of European and American reporters, and no one paid attention at all.But this time, as long as the reporters next to him turned to look at him.

"Who are you talking about?! Prince!? Andre—could it be Prince Andre, Crown Prince of Sweden?!"

Before the reporter could answer, everyone turned their heads and pointed at the group of three people who were walking by the red carpet, snapping shots.

The Chinese media on the other end are still confused. Seeing that even the foreigners are using their "long and short guns", how can they dare to slack off, grab the camera and turn on the flash, and shoot non-stop.

In the light and shadow, Song Xiaoye was always smiling, calm and reserved, like a noble princess walking the red carpet with the prince.

Before reaching the end of the red carpet, someone has already greeted him. A strange middle-aged man with blond hair solemnly performed a knightly salute in front of Karl, "Prince Andre, please allow me to welcome you on behalf of the President and the French people. .”

Although it was not an official visit, Karl was there as a prince, and he was only here to participate in the film festival. Members of Congress who expressed the government's importance to the film festival naturally had to receive it with the most solemn etiquette.

Although the MP's voice was not loud, it was still heard.In less than a minute, even the most peripheral people knew that Prince Carl Andre Kerstaff of Sweden had arrived at the film festival.

Knowing that the handsome blond man Song Xiaoye was holding was actually a prince, half of the Chinese media were dumbfounded, and the other half took pictures and touched the phone:

"Hurry up, hurry up, the latest news: Ye Xiao appeared on the red carpet with a prince in his hands—not a prince named Wang! It was a real prince, Prince Andre of Sweden—full name?! You don’t know how to look it up yourself! Hurry up, report on the scene, Ye Xiao is holding the Marquis of France in his left arm, and the prince of Sweden in his right hand—oh my god! This is big news! Ye Xiao is going to become a princess! Photo? I will send you the photo in a while..."

Song Xiaoye didn't hear the whispers in the crowd, if she did, she would laugh like crazy!

princess? !Fortunately, these people figured out that walking down the red carpet with the prince is a sign of becoming a princess. The imagination of these reporters is astonishingly rich.

Dreamy feeling.

Song Xiaoye smiled, but she couldn't help feeling proud in her heart.

Appearing in the public eye with a real prince, she was, for a moment, like Cinderella in a fairy tale.

If you are a woman, you must feel that your vanity has been most satisfied.

But, she knew very well that it was actually just a dream.

"Carl, thank you for helping me like this." Carl, who has always kept a low profile, is willing to do this, which is really unexpected.

Probably not for her, though.

Turning her head, Song Xiaoye looked at Heinrich who was still smiling all over the place, and said softly, "Thank you, Heinrich, I take back what I said before."

"Oh, don't let me stay away from you anymore?"

Song Xiaoye laughed, "NO, you'd better stay away from me! I just want to say that although you are a playboy, you are not such a jerk! Heinrich, you are a good friend, if you don't mind..."

"I mind," Heinrich frowned, "Have you ever heard of a playboy who has a female friend? Either a lover, or a stranger, or else, it must be an aunt or elder..."

Amused by Heinrich's tone, Song Xiaoye shook her finger, "That's really a pity."

"No regrets." Grabbing Song Xiaoye's finger, Heinrich smiled and leaned closer, "As long as we are closer than friends, you won't feel regret."

"Really?" Song Xiaoye smiled, drew back her finger with a smile, moved her foot, and stomped heavily on Heinrich's foot.

Seeing Heinrich let out a low cry and bent over in pain, she didn't even twitch her eyebrows, "I'm so sorry, Carl, let me say hello to my friend, maybe, you can sit with us—maybe No, um, do I have to sit with you, with that congressman?"

Carl smiled and didn't answer, but Song Xiaoye already knew the answer.

Although she still felt a little awkward, Karl was willing to sacrifice himself to give her face, and she couldn't abandon Karl at this time.

Seeing Song Xiaoye walk over to say hello to his friends, Karl looked at Heinrich who straightened up but still whimpered in pain, and said with a smile, "How is it? Still think it's funny?"

Heinrich raised his eyebrows, "Why don't you try it! Try it and you'll know if it's interesting."

"Forget it, I don't have masochistic tendencies like you." Flicking his hand away, Carl smiled and nodded to the person who greeted him.

"Ye Xiao, is that a prince?! Wow! A real prince..." Fang Mei held onto Song Xiaoye's hand and whispered, "When I was young, what I longed for the most was to meet Prince Charming one day..."

Blinking, Song Xiaoye didn't know what to say.

It was Liang Weirong who made a rescue, "It seems that after today, the previous news will fade away..."

Yes, everyone will come to talk about how she and the Swedish prince met!

Song Xiaoye smiled, and also felt that this was a wonderful development, the turning point was too fast, and she wondered if others were dizzy like her.

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