This actor needs more money

What Ding Xiu didn't expect was that after boarding the plane, his seat was next to Shu Qi.

It seems that the two of them went to the same place.

"Hello, beauty, my name is Ding Xiu. I am an actor and I am going to the Cannes Film Festival."

Feeling that people may not know him, so introducing him like this is a bit abrupt, so Ding Xiu added: "Teacher Xu Jingjiang is my friend, we are very familiar with each other."

Shu Qi retracted his half-stretched hand, put the sunglasses on his face, and tilted his head to the side.

The meaning is obvious, don't touch me.

Disappointed, Ding Xiu smiled and sat back down. He didn't expect Xu Jingjiang's name to be so useless.

If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have mentioned it.

The flight was not long. Ding Xiu fell asleep midway. When he woke up again, he heard the stewardess saying that Paris was almost here.

"It's not dark now. It seems France is not far from our country."

"Ha." Shu Qi couldn't help laughing.

Xu Haofeng covered his face and said, "Brother Xiu, it's already the second day. It's morning in France, and there's a time difference from where we are."

"That's it."

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

It’s just that sometimes I think about issues with ancient thinking. It’s my first time to take an international flight and I find jet lag a novel thing.

But Xu Haofeng understood it as soon as he said it.

After getting off the plane, Shu Qi and others got into several cars without knowing where they were going.

Xu Haofeng and Ding Xiu applied for tickets to Cannes as soon as they landed.

Departure time is in the afternoon.

Being unfamiliar with life, Xu Haofeng and Ding Xiu found a chair in the park and lay down for the whole afternoon.

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

After falling asleep, Ding Xiu's back hurt: "Old Xu, next time something good like this happens, you should do it yourself. It's too much to suffer."

Fortunately for him, someone older might not be able to withstand it.

Xu Haofeng sneered: "Next time I come, I will definitely charter a 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."

"Thanks."

"Handsome guy, why don't my sister ride a big horse?"

As soon as he got out of Cannes Airport, he heard the familiar language in his ears, and Ding Xiu felt very friendly, as if he were meeting an old friend in a foreign country.

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

"People attending the Cannes Film Festival come from dozens of countries around the world, and in addition to actors, media reporters account for a large part."

"According to statistics, more than 2,000 media reporters attended Cannes last year."

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

"What are you doing?" Seeing Ding Xiu walking towards the aunt who had just called her sister, Xu Haofeng grabbed him and said, "Brother Xiu, can you please stop messing with me? It's not easy for me to direct a movie. My house is gone. "

"If you make some international news, I'll be screwed."

Ding Xiu said with a straight face: "What are you talking about? When a fellow villager sees a fellow villager, his eyes well up with tears. What's wrong with me saying hello?"

"Yes, yes, if I didn't hold you, you would still want to shoot me in the back. Come on, the car is here. We have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

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

The next day, after taking a shower, the two of them got dressed and went out.

Along the way, Ding Xiu attracted attention.

The suit he was wearing was rented by Qin Gang, a suit cost tens of thousands, you get what you pay for, and he looked handsome in it.

Wearing a Rolex on his wrist, he raised his hand to look at his watch from time to time, showing off his coolness.

Cannes venue.

It took two hours to complete the process of verifying identity, issuing tags and seat numbers.

There are three types of hangtags, one is for tourists, the other is for reporters, and the last one is for people like Ding Xiu, who are used by actors, producers, and directors.

Without a tag, it’s difficult to move around and you can’t go to many places.

Tourists can only move around in the periphery, near the movie palace, eat, play, watch movies and so on.

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

With the tags hung around their necks, the first place Ding Xiu and Xu Haofeng came to was around the red carpet.

This afternoon is the opening ceremony. There are many international superstars coming, but everyone who walks on the red carpet is not an unknown person.

"Fuck, these see-through clothes."

"Fuck you, Niubi!"

"Fuck, those breasts!"

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

Every time an actress walked down the red carpet, Ding Xiu would say "Fuck you".

No wonder he was so shocked, it was the first time he had seen such a scene.

There were thousands of reporters and media outlets at the Cannes Film Festival, coming from different places around the world. In order to gain attention, these actresses also tried their best.

The clothes you wear are as revealing as you want. The more revealing you are, the more reporters will take photos.

Some of them looked like they were not wearing anything, and Ding Xiu's eyes widened.

He had usually only seen scenes like this in movies, but there was no way the movies were as real as watching them in person.

The Chinese people around them all stepped back when they heard Ding Xiu repeating the Chinese quintessence.

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

At the edge of the red carpet, Ding Xiu watched for more than an hour, and his voice became hoarse.

Not to mention the big scenes, there are actresses from all countries, fat and thin, sparse, big and small, fair and tender, each with their own beauty, and dressed so seductively...

Fortunately security is tight enough.

Otherwise, I'm afraid someone might lose his life.

As he watched, Ding Xiu gradually realized that something was wrong. The media kept pressing the shutter on him.

Having suffered the loss at the airport, he knew it was definitely not because of his popularity.

Turning his head, sure enough.

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

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

Wearing a decent suit, he looks both gentlemanly and unruly.

As a man of two generations, Ding Xiu was proud not of his martial arts, but of his good looks that surpassed most. In the country, he rarely met men who could compete with him.

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

"Hello, I'm Leonardo DiCaprio."

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

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

Before coming, 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 didn't understand and turned his attention to the surrounding media.

"He said he has been listening behind you for a long time and wants to know what it means." After a while, a Chinese-faced reporter translated.

Ding Xiu suddenly realized that this foreigner wanted to understand Chinese culture: "Tell him, "Fuck you" means "Niu Pi".

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

This time, there was no need for reporters to read it twice. Ding Xiu said directly: "Very good, awesome!"

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

PS: The last chapter was lost, so I rewrote one chapter. Please give me your monthly vote.