This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 74 Spreading the Essence of China
What Ding Xiu didn't expect was that after boarding the plane, his seat was next to Shu Qi.

It seems that the two went to the same place.

"Hi beauty, my name is Ding Xiu, I'm an actor, and I'm going to the Cannes Film Festival."

Feeling that others might not know him, it was a bit abrupt to introduce him like this, Ding Xiu added: "Teacher Xu Jingjiang is my friend, we know each other very well."

Shu Qi withdrew his half-stretched hand, put the sunglasses on his face, and turned his head to one side.

The meaning is obvious, don't beat me.

Feeling ashamed, Ding Xiu smiled and sat back in his seat. He didn't expect Xu Jingjiang's name to be so useless.

I didn't mention it if I knew it earlier.

The flight time was not long, Ding Xiu fell asleep halfway, and when he woke up again, he heard the stewardess saying that Paris was coming soon.

"It's not dark yet, it seems that France is not far from our country."

"Heh." Shu Qi couldn't help but laugh.

Xu Haofeng covered his face and said, "Brother Xiu, it's already the second day. This is the morning in France, and there is a time difference with us."

"That's it."

It's not that Ding Xiu doesn't know anything. After merging the memories of this life, he is no different from ordinary modern people.

It's just that sometimes I think about problems with ancient thinking. It's the first time I take an international flight, and I feel that jet lag is a new thing.

But Xu Haofeng understood as soon as he said it.

After getting off the plane, Shu Qi and others boarded several cars in a mighty manner, not knowing where to go.

Xu Haofeng and Ding Xiu checked out tickets to Cannes as soon as they landed.

Departure time is in the afternoon.

Unfamiliar with life, Xu Haofeng took Ding Xiu to find a park chair to lie down all afternoon.

On the way, an old man with a cane passed by and threw money at them.

As soon as he fell asleep, Ding Xiu felt a sharp pain in his back: "Old Xu, next time there is such a good thing, you should do it yourself, it's too much to suffer."

Thanks to him, someone who is older may not be able to withstand it.

Xu Haofeng sneered: "The next time I come, it must be a chartered flight, from Peking to Cannes."

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"Are you an actor participating in the Cannes Film Festival, can I take a photo with you?"

"no problem."

"Thank you."

"Handsome guy, how about my sister, ride a big ocean horse."

As soon as he left the Cannes airport, Ding Xiu felt very cordial when he heard the familiar language in his ears, as if meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

While waiting for the bus, Xu Haofeng put down his luggage and moved his hands and feet: "It was a reporter who asked you to take a photo just now."

"The people participating in the Cannes Film Festival come from dozens of countries around the world. In addition to actors, media reporters account for a large part."

"According to statistics, more than [-] media reporters attended Cannes last year."

"So, whenever you win an award on stage, and some reporters interview you, you will become famous all over the world overnight."

"What are you doing?" Seeing Ding Xiu walking towards the aunt who just called her sister, Xu Haofeng grabbed him: "Brother Xiu, please don't mess with me, it's not easy for me to direct a play, the house is gone. "

"If something goes wrong with you and it hits the international news, I'll be done for."

Ding Xiu said with a stern face: "What do you call that? I see fellow villagers with tears in their eyes. What's wrong with me saying hello?"

"Yes, yes, if I don't pull you, you still want to shoot a few times in the back. Let's go, the car is coming, we have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

Speaking broken English, Xu Haofeng took Ding Xiu to find a hotel to stay in, and felt extremely distressed when paying the money.

The next day, after taking a shower, the two dressed up and went out.

Along the way, Ding Xiu attracted many people's attention.

The suit he was wearing was rented by Qin Gang, a suit costing tens of thousands, and you get what you pay for, and he was wearing a handsome one.

Wearing a Rolex on his wrist, he raised his hand to look at his watch from time to time, which was very pretentious.

Cannes venue.

It took two hours to complete the process of checking the identity, issuing the tag, and the seat number.

There are three types of tags, one is for tourists, the other is for reporters, and the last is Ding Xiu and the others, which are common for actors, producers, and directors.

Without a hang tag, it is difficult to move an inch, and many places cannot be visited.

Those who are like tourists can only do activities in the periphery, near the shadow palace, eat, play, watch movies and so on.

Ding Xiu and the others can go to many places, and the most direct one is to go to the awards venue, where they can personally participate and witness who will win the highest award in Cannes, the Palme d'Or.

The tag was hung around the neck, and the first place Ding Xiu and Xu Haofeng came was around the red carpet.

This afternoon is the opening ceremony, and there are many international superstars here, but those who walk through the red carpet are not unknown people.

"Fuck, this sees through clothes."

"F*ck, you bastard!"

"Damn it, those boobs!"

"Fuck, this young girl really knows how to play!"

Every female star walked by on the red carpet, and Ding Xiu would burst out a sentence of shit.

No wonder he was so shocked, it was really the first time I saw this kind of scene.

Thousands of reporters and media at the Cannes Film Festival came from different parts of the world. In order to gain attention, these actresses also exhausted their means.

The clothes you wear are as revealing as you want, and the more revealing you are, the more reporters take pictures.

Some of them looked like they were not wearing any clothes, Ding Xiu stared straight at them.

He usually only sees this kind of scene in the film, but there is no reality in the film that he watched on the spot.

The surrounding Chinese all backed away when they heard Ding Xiu's mouthful of national quintessence.

Xu Haofeng even ran far away, he really couldn't afford to lose this person.

Ding Xiu looked at the red carpet for more than an hour, and his voice became hoarse.

If it’s not a big scene, there are actresses from every country, fat and thin, sparse, big and small, white and tender, each has its own beauty, and the clothes are so tempting...

Fortunately, the security is strict enough.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that people will die.

Watching and watching, Ding Xiu gradually realized that something was wrong, some media kept pressing the shutter on him.

Having suffered from the airport, he knew it must not be because of his popularity.

I turned my head, sure enough.

A foreign man in his mid-twenties stood behind him.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, thin lips, high brow bone, high nose bridge, heart-shaped face, pointed chin, deep eyes, three-dimensional facial features.

Wearing a decent suit on his body, he is both gentleman and rebellious.

In two lifetimes, what Ding Xiu is proud of is not his martial arts, but his appearance, which surpasses most. In China, he rarely meets a man who can compete with him.

But the one in front of him, he had to admit, was not inferior to him in appearance.

"Hi, I'm Leonardo DiCaprio."

The man stretched out his hand and introduced himself in English, and Ding Xiu also stretched out his hand: "Charles, Ding Xiu."

He doesn't know much English, just a few simple sentences.

Before coming here, Xu Haofeng was afraid that he would get lost, so he wrote a note and put it in his pocket with the address of the hotel on it.

"Nice to meet you……"

"What did he say?" Ding Xiu couldn't understand, and turned his attention to the media watching.

"He said that he has been listening behind you for a long time, and he wants to know what the fuck means." After a long while, a reporter with a Chinese face translated.

Ding Xiu suddenly realized that the foreigner wanted to understand Chinese culture: "Tell him, what the fuck means bullshit."

After a while of translation, Leonardo asked what Niupi meant.

This time there is no need for the reporter to double-check, Ding Xiu said directly: "Very good, awesome!"

"Niupi, very good." Leonardo repeated, very happy to learn this Chinese.

PS: I lost the manuscript of the last chapter, and rewrote the chapter, asking for a monthly ticket

(End of this chapter)