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Chapter 190 Warm Story【Please subscribe】

The next morning, just after dawn, Sun Yi was awakened by the urge to urinate.

Sleepily, I put on my slippers, walked to the bathroom, turned on the water, and solved a personal problem.

Then he yawned and swayed, got back into bed, and suddenly felt a dry mouth.

He fumbled and took a bottle-shaped object from the bedside table. Without even looking at it, he raised his head and took a sip.

"Bah~ cough, cough."

Instantly, a spiciness hits your taste buds.

Damn it, this is wine.

Then in the faint morning light, Sun Yi took a look and saw that this was the brandy he drank last night.

Why did he even bring back the bottle?

Think back for a moment.

Yesterday at the award ceremony, I walked up to the stage to receive the award in a daze. The whole process felt light on my feet. As for the subsequent acceptance speech, I can’t remember clearly.

Anyway, there are all kinds of polite words like thank you and keep working hard in the future.

However, in addition to encouraging Sun Yi to say "Come on" when awarding the award, Gong Huang, the guest of honor, was still waiting for him backstage and exchanged contact information with him in a rather formal manner, which made him feel flattered.

After the awards were given, Director Tian Zhuang took the opportunity to propose a good celebration, and Sun Yi readily agreed.

Sun Yi, Xiaoting, and the school leader followed the old man to a famous local Chinese restaurant.

After ordering the dishes, while discussing what to drink, Sun Yi began to let himself go after several provocations from the old man.

"Serve the wine, and ask for the strongest one."

The memory of last night was very blurry, but Sun Yi still remembered this sentence clearly.

The old man smiled evilly, ordered a bottle of cognac, and imparted his experience to Sun Yi in a serious manner.

He said so.

“When you come to France to drink spirits, you must get pure Cognac. Things like XO and Louis It’s Li Zi.”

Sun Yi actually didn't care what kind of wine he drank, and he didn't have much research on foreign wine.

Drinking at this time is a happy atmosphere.

However, although he was a little excited because he won the award, he still retained some sense and asked specifically.

"How much alcohol is this brandy?"

"Hmm, 40 degrees."

The old man answered seriously.

When Sun Yi heard this, he looked disdainful.

Hey, what are you talking about?

In his previous life, he drank a lot of liquor. When he heard it was 40 degrees, he didn't care at all. He dared to blow on the small bottle of strong liquor in the past, but this brandy was only 5 degrees higher. Just sprinkle it with water.

When opening the wine, Old Man Tian asked Sun Yi how he planned to drink.

Drink it with ice or mix it with something?
Sun Yi was a little unhappy when he heard this.

Isn’t ice just water, and isn’t bartending just adding Sprite?

Isn't this stuff just bullshit?

As a Northeasterner, if you ask him to drink with water, no matter what kind of wine it is, that would be the biggest insult to him.

Sun Yi waved his hand and sternly refused.

He took out the cup and straightened it out.

It was the first time he raised a cup to thank everyone for their hard work in the past half month. Sun Yi drank half of the cup in one gulp.

Feeling good.

It's spicy, but it doesn't have the punch of white wine. Instead, the taste is soft and moist, with a unique oak fragrance, and a hint of sweetness on the tongue.

Not to mention, it's delicious.

Sun Yi seemed to have opened up a new world, drinking one glass after another. Finally, one bottle was not enough, so he asked for another bottle.

He felt that nothing was wrong, his thoughts were clear, and his mind was clear.

I was still complaining in my heart that this foreigner’s strong drink was just that.

When I drank almost half of the second bottle, I felt like I couldn't control myself at that moment.

At first, my brain was still clear.

Xiaoting's chuckle, Lao Tiantou's bragging without shame.

He could hear clearly, but he just couldn't control his body and couldn't lift a finger.

Then he said an extremely unwilling "F*ck!"

I can't remember anything.

Sun Yi leaned on the bedside and picked up the wine bottle again. The bottle was covered with French characters that he could not understand.

After looking at it carefully, he finally shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"This thing has so much stamina!"

It was early in the morning, and Sun Yi couldn't sleep after all this fuss.

The return flight is scheduled for the evening, and there is still a whole day left, so I might as well take a walk.

After washing up, Sun Yi walked out of the hotel facing the rising sun.Maybe the film festival ended yesterday, and most of the movie fans attended last night's carnival. The town was quiet now, which was completely different from the previous few days.

Sun Yi walked casually, and after a while, he walked onto the coastal avenue.

A golden sun emerged from the blue sea water, and the sea surface reflected was sparkling, which was simply not too beautiful.

Just as Sun Yi was admiring this beautiful scenery, a pair of figures also walked in the distance.

It was the strange pair he met before. The middle-aged man was sitting in a wheelchair, and the young man was pushing behind him. The two of them were walking towards the rising sun, talking and laughing.

I don't know what the two people said. The young man stepped on the wheelchair. Under his control, the high-end electric wheelchair began to accelerate. When Sun Yi was stunned, a "swish" sound flashed past his eyes.

"Oh yeah~"

The excited laughter of the two people lingered in my ears.

Sun Yi grinned, and he was also infected by the joy of these two people.

It could be seen that the middle-aged man must be suffering from illness. Sun Yi never saw him lift his arms or kick his legs once during the two meetings. However, Sun Yi admired his still optimistic attitude.

Just as he stopped, the electric wheelchair came back from a distance.

Stop in front of him.

"Bonjour."

The two of them greeted Sun Yi.

After being in France for so many days, he understood that this sentence meant "hello".

"It's not as good as~ It's not as good~"

The young man said something again, but now Sun Yi couldn't understand and replied with some embarrassment:
"Sorry, English, okay?"

The person who answered was the middle-aged man in a wheelchair.

"Okay, I am Philip, and he is Abdel. He just said, are you the director of the short film "The Tuner"."

This sentence is basically a daily expression. Sun Yi understood it, nodded and replied:

"Oh, yes."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other and smiled, looking very happy.

"We love your movies very much. Would you be honored to have breakfast with us?"

"Of course, it's my pleasure."

"There happens to be a restaurant in front. It's very good. Please come with me."

"ok, ok."

On the way, Sun Yi was afraid that his English was not good enough, so he quickly called Xiaoting and called her over.

Not long after the three of them sat down, Xiaoting arrived.

Several people chatted while eating.

Through the conversation, Sun Yi learned that the two people were the boss and the employee.

Philip is a very wealthy director of a company. He suffered an accident while paragliding a few years ago, resulting in quadriplegia. Abdel is an ordinary immigrant who is Philip's carer and is now his best friend.

Abdel was obviously more talkative. He spoke no English and spoke in French the whole time, while Philippe was on the side to help translate.

He said that this time he came to Cannes to attend the film festival just to relax and relax.

I watched Sun Yi's short film "The Tuner" a few days ago and liked it very much. After learning that he won the Palme d'Or for Best Short Film at the Cannes International Film Festival, I felt that he deserved the award. I happened to meet him today and wanted to express his gratitude. Congratulations.

Sun Yi expressed his gratitude.

It's really rare to meet his fans in Cannes.

Through the descriptions of the two of them, Sun Yi felt a little guilty, as if they were the prototype characters of the tender movie "The Intouchables" in his previous life.

Sun Yi asked again.

The more I listen to it, the more it sounds right to me.

The friendship between a wealthy man who had everything that ordinary people would envy, such as mansions, luxury cars, money, and status, was paralyzed in an accident and a sloppy black guy from the slums, with low education, who had served his sentence and was on parole.

Basically, there is no running away, just this pair.

Sun Yi was very interested in the story between the two people and simply asked:
"Mr. Philip, haven't you thought about recording the experience between the two of you? I think this is a very touching story."

"Oh, dear Sun, in fact, I have had this idea and am in the process of writing it. I have written the story between the two of us into a book. It will be finished soon. I believe there will be a publisher. If you are willing to publish it, I will definitely give you a copy when the time comes."

"Thank you so much."

"By the way, actually, I am also very interested in the story between you. Mr. Philip, Mr. Abdell, would you like to let me adapt your story into a movie and show it to movie fans around the world?"

After hearing this, Philip was stunned for a moment, and then translated it to Abdel beside him.

After hearing this, the latter was very surprised.

"Really, is it really okay?"

Sun Yi smiled and nodded.

"As long as you believe me."

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