Being slapped in the face

Due to the effect of inertia, the black man pounced forward. Before he landed, the tiger cub's legs had already turned around and his toes suddenly hit the black man's waist and eyes.

The black man fell to the ground, screamed, and the female bag he snatched from his hand flew out.

Looking up and checking the surrounding situation, the black ghost knew that this place should not be left for a long time, so he staggered and walked into the alley beside him.

Nan Yi glanced at the nigger and quickly looked at the woman he had already caught up with. He knew this woman and had thought about signing her, but she was not well-known at that time, and now she is not very famous.

Ball Flower, Monica Bellucci.

Tiger cub picked up the women's bag, walked to Qiuhua and handed it to her.

"Thank you, huh... If it weren't for your help, my ID and wallet would have been stolen." Qiuhua gasped and expressed her gratitude to Tiger Cub.

"You are welcome."

Vietnam once had a history of being colonized by France. After the French left Vietnam, French was the first foreign language learned by Vietnamese for a long time. Tiger cubs came from a wealthy family of Chinese in Vietnam. When his family was not yet in decline, he had come into contact with French education.

In fact, the Chinese who were able to take root in Vietnam were not far behind, and the school beauty's family was similar, but her family fell even earlier. Since childhood, the school beauty began to live a hard life, and the knowledge she mastered was obtained in the army.

The tiger cub was too cold and asked Qiuhua to give her a cold drink to express her gratitude without saying anything. She expressed her gratitude again. After looking at Nan Yi and the others, Qiuhua said goodbye and left.

"Adam, isn't her figure better than me?"

"She is older than you, and she is not as good-looking as you." Nan Yi replied indirectly.

"Another good love words, Adam, I will reward you well later." Sophie Masso hooked Nanyi's chin and said with a blurred look.

"I'm looking forward to it."

After walking outside for more than an hour, Nanyi and Sophie Masso returned to the hotel, and Sophie Masso honored Nanyi for her reward.

After some lingering, Nan Yi said in the ear of Sophie Maso, who was lying on his body: "Wear sunglasses tomorrow and don't act too close to me. We may meet acquaintances from the capital."

"You are so cowardly." Sophie Marsso said dissatisfied.

"I didn't learn to perform well in Beijing. If you are unbearable, you have learned it."

"Of course, I know a lot of people in the circle." Sophie Marsault said in a strange way.

"Don't talk nonsense, do you know what people in the circle mean?"

"I know, someone who has been in the old gun."

"Haha, the person who teaches you how to speak Beijing dialect is not young anymore. The meaning of old Pao has changed a long time ago. If you want to talk about Paoer Bureau and Paoer Tower."

Sophie Masso turned aside from Nanyi, "Mr. Zhao from the school communication room taught me."

"Wow, that old man must have been no serious person in the past. He is playing tricks on you, a foreigner."

"No, Mr. Zhao called me a red-haired ghost."

The two chatted one after another, and fell asleep when they were tired.

The next day.

Sophie Marso did not make Nan Yi embarrassed. She agreed to Nan Yi's request, put on sunglasses, and did not act too close to Nan Yi on the way to the train station.

Nice is only twenty-six kilometers from Cannes, and taking the train along the Boulevard is a good choice.

There are three buses in an hour, almost as you go. The Hamburg team drove to Cannes first to pick up the team. The others stayed in Nice. There were only three people following Nan Yi and the other ones, Tiger Cub, Tianxian, and the Fire Bull of the sissy team.

As soon as the five of them sat down in the carriage, Nan Yi saw Qiuhua also walked into the carriage. Qiuhua also saw Nan Yi and his party, nodded to the tiger cub, and then found a seat to sit down.

After a while, the train started slowly, and Sophie Masso pointed out the window and introduced the scenery of far or near to Nanyi, who was here in Nice for the first time.

Nan Yi and the others were whispering, but Qiuhua on the other side was not in a good mood.

She dropped out of school in 1988 and became a full-time model. In 1990, three years have passed. But she did not make a name for herself. She has played many supporting roles and starred in a small-cost movie. She did not earn money and had no fame. She showed off her figure several times.

I went to Hollywood to rush around and didn't get a good role. I only played a small role showing off my figure in a movie with a good box office. I thought I was so sorry for myself. In order to have more opportunities, I learned French and English, but the opportunity never came.

"There will be many film producers and directors coming to the Cannes Film Festival. I hope I will have good luck this time to meet a director who will fall in love with me." Qiuhua looked out the window and thought silently in her heart.

"Adam, Paris is about to have a new mobile phone network. I have seen a new mobile phone. It's so small, half smaller than the current one." After talking about the scenery, Sophie Marso suddenly mentioned the mobile phone.

"You don't have to buy a new phone. When the Internet is connected, I'll give you one. Can you help you make a flat shoe look good? Blue or pink?"

"No, I want the look of a sports car, the color... Let me think about it." Sophie Masso thought for a while and said, "I can't think about it for a while, I'll tell you later."

Nan Yi smiled faintly, "No problem, think about it slowly. Actually, the new phone is not interesting. It would be great if the kind of phone in "TV: Eye of Tomorrow" could appear."

Nan Yi's words are targeted. In Sophie Marso's apartment, Nan Yi has seen some old French films videotapes, including "Television: Eye of Tomorrow" released in 1947.

"No, the TV: Eye of Tomorrow is not a mobile phone, it's just a mobile TV. Can't you buy it now?" Sophie Marso retorted.

"It's a mobile phone. You can find out the short article by René Barjavel. He has an introduction in the article. The mobile device in the movie has a video call function."

"Is that?" Sophie Masso asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

"Even if that's it." Sophie Marsso responded half-believingly and turned the topic toward him. "When we arrive in Cannes, you will accompany me to sea first. We will go to the movies tomorrow. There are a few movies I really want to watch."

"Oh, which ones?"

"The Taste of Green Papaya, The Murder of Red Squirrel, Mazepa, Piano Lesson, and there is also a "Farewell My Concubine" in your China. I don't know if it is a Peking Opera movie or a story of Mei Lanfang."

Nan Yi was secretly shocked and had never communicated with Sophie Masso. She learned something from Beijing Film Academy back then. Unexpectedly, she learned a lot, both slander and Peking Opera.

"It's Peking Opera, but it's not about Mei Lanfang's story. The novel adapted from a movie. When the novel was adapted into a script, the screenwriter combined the life experiences of several famous Peking Opera actors."

Sophie Marso: "How do you know that there is an investment so clearly?"

"No, just an acquaintance is involved in the production of this video. Flat shoes, do you still want to make a movie?"

"No, I don't want to be an actor anymore, but I want to participate in the production of the film, Adam, would you say I'm going to set up a film company?"

Nan Yi shook his head, "No, if you want to participate in the production, you don't have to open a film company. You can be a film investor. When you see the script you like, you can invest a little, but you can only follow up and not as the main investment. You must not invest too much in a film, even if you are optimistic about it.

Unless your love for it goes beyond investment, you just want to see the film come out and don’t care about the rewards.”

Sophie Masso sneered: "Adam, you are more naive than me, the little investors have no say at all, the producers only need to do high costs, and even if the film makes money, I can't get the money."

"Ah, I didn't expect you to know this. You won't lose as much as other small investors invest. Don't forget that you are the boss of Sophie's investment control. There are not many producers in France who dare to cheat your money. If you go to Hollywood, who dares to cheat you, I will help you find him."

"Okay, I'll print my business card when I get off the train. When I meet producers who need funds at the film festival, I can send them business cards."

"If you want to do it, do it."

After the train arrived in Cannes, Nan Yi and the others walked five minutes to the prosperous area of ​​the town. They first found a store that could make business cards to place an order. Then they went to the dock, rented a sailboat and two yachts for bodyguards to use.

Nanyi couldn't drive a sailboat, but Sophie Maso could. After getting on the sailboat, Sophie Maso was responsible for commanding, and Nanyi was responsible for selling coolies. The two collaborated and quickly drove the sailboat out of the dock.

After sailing for a while and coming to a deserted area, Nanyi lowered the sails and let the sailboat ripple with the waves. The two of them untied all their restraints, wearing sunglasses, lying on the deck on their backs, quietly sunbathing.

On the first day, Nan Yi and the others spent quietly on the sailboat, but when night fell, they went down to the sea and did something indescribable.

On the next day, Nan Yi and the others went to the Palace of Croissette, the film festival before 1982. In addition to the film festival, Cannes also holds a Cannes advertising festival. Since 1954, it has been held for more than 30 sessions (during a period of time, it was held in Venice). Many works of previous contestants have been retained in the Palace of Croissette.

Nanyi has always been interested in infectious print advertisements and connotative film and television advertisements, and just happened to appreciate the works of famous advertising artists.

Speaking of which, Nan Yi is also a planner among advertising practitioners, but he specializes in planning garbage and has nothing to do with high-end advertising.

Last year's jeans advertising awards "The Sahara", "Suma Wrestler", "Horse", Burger King's early allusion to satirize McDonald's clown ad "Happy Birthday", British KFC's satirical propaganda "Guys, We're Flattered", etc.

After enjoying many excellent print advertisements at the Croisset Palace, Nan Yi and the others went to the Film Festival Palace again, got a brochure, and watched the film schedule. "Mazepa" in the morning has been released for halfway through, and there is a "The Taste of Green Papaya" in the afternoon. This is a video that Sophie Masso is preparing to watch, and Nan Yi is also very interested.

Many videos in Vietnam and Iran have their own unique camera beauty. There is no need to understand or understand. Just look at the picture and make people feel a touch. Each frame is as beautiful as a painting and fascinating as people's hearts.

After buying a bunch of tickets that were slightly more expensive than the cinema, Nanyi and the others walked to the nearby restaurant.

During the film festival, there were actors and stars everywhere around the edge of the festival palace, each showing his true face. The sunglasses on Sophie Marso's nose would look particularly abrupt, eye-catching, and a bit pretentious. So before entering the restaurant, Sophie Marso, a "little actor" with only one work, took off his sunglasses.

The two found a seat to sit down, and a waiter came over with the menu.

Nan Yi took the menu and flipped through it, then asked the waiter, "What are your recommendations today?"

"A new batch of oysters has arrived, can guests try it?" the waiter replied.

"French oyster or Ginado?"

"French oyster."

Nan Yi nodded slightly and deliberately raised the tone a little. "I always think French oysters are of better quality than Ginado. They not only taste better, but also have higher nutritional value. One of the reasons why I like France is because there are French oysters here. I believe that Asians will like French oysters more. Please come with a flat shoes. Do you want them?"

Sophie Marso refused, "I don't want it."

"It's a French oyster, not a Ginado, I think you should."

"I don't want it." Sophie Masso shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat raw."

Nan Yi squirted his lips and whispered in Chinese, "I really don't know how to support the actor, what a good opportunity to advertise."

"Provence chowder, pudding stall eggs, vegetarian gras, soup I want puff pastry seafood, no soup, wine and desserts, let the lady decide." After ordering the dishes he wanted, Nan Yi handed the menu back to the waiter.

"Orange duck breast, salty dried cod and fish mud, soup I want bacon butter mushroom soup, and another bottle of cool..." Sophie Masso looked at Nanyi and asked: "1985 or 1988?"

"You decided." Nan Yiqian gave in.

"I think today's dishes are more suitable for drinking in 1988." Sophie Masso replied to Nan Yi and said to the waiter: "We want to cheer up the wine in 1988."

"Okay, ma'am."
To be continued...