Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 143 141. Can I still wear the used Balenciaga?

Tian Ji's horse racing is a wisdom passed down from his ancestors, and Chen Li'an thinks it is very practical.

In the two days after the opening of the film festival, he watched several popular films in the competition and came to the conclusion that he had absolutely no chance of winning the award.

It's not that my acting skills are not good enough, but the extreme coldness of this movie severely limits the possibility of winning awards.

So Extreme Cold is Chen Li-an's inferior film. His superior film is at the nearby Art Biennale. This year, he won a Golden Lion and returned home.

At this time, Chen Li'an, Wang Xiaoshuai and Shu Qi were transforming into flyers, handing out movie brochures all over the streets.

Tomorrow is the time for the screening of Extremely Cold, and now we must attract more audiences to watch the movie.

Chen Li'an held a stack of movie brochures in his hand and was introducing movies to two girls from London.

"This is a film about Chinese artists. I hope you can watch it." Chen Li'an smiled and handed over the film brochure in his hand.

A slightly fat girl took a look at the brochure handed over by Chen Li'an. When she saw that the male protagonist on the poster was Chen Li'an, she immediately said, "I will definitely go and see it."

What attracts this girl is the picture of Chen Li'an sitting on an ice cube with his shirtless body on the poster. The sharp edges and corners of his muscles are clear. How sexy is the ice cube!

Another girl leaned over and took a look, and couldn't help but look up at Chen Li'an. Her eyes seemed to want to see through Chen Li'an's clothes and see the plump and strong muscles underneath.

But soon she was attracted by her best friend's startled breath.

"Are you really an artist? Didn't you act?" The fat girl pointed at the introduction of Chen Li'an in the movie manual and shouted in surprise.

Chen Li'an smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, there are my works in the art exhibition next door. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

"Is your work exhibited at the Art Biennale? What kind of work is it? Oil painting or visual art?" The fat girl was a little surprised. She is an art student and knows too much about the value of the Venice Art Biennale.

There are only two art exhibitions on the planet that can compare with it! And it's not as powerful as it is.

Chen Li'an did not expect that this fat girl would be more interested in art than movies, so he smiled and said, "They are oil paintings and photography. My works are included in the theme exhibition and the China Pavilion."

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, the two girls were a little surprised. This meant that the artist in front of them actually had multiple works on display at the same time. This was not something that ordinary artists could do.

This handsome guy in front of me has something good! It's so exciting to be so handsome and an artist. The fat girl looked at the bulging muscle lines under Chen Li'an's T-shirt and really wanted to feel the beauty of the human body.

I just want to talk about art, nothing else!

It’s best to have an in-depth exchange of ideas! The charm of art is really mouth-watering

"I also study art. Can I ask you about art?" The slightly chubby girl asked proactively.

"I'm sorry, I may not have time now." Chen Li'an shook the movie manual in his hand and said, "I still have to hand out flyers."

Chen Li'an really didn't have time. After handing out these movie manuals, he still wanted to go watch a movie with Sophie.

"Okay. But I will definitely go to the movie. Can I take a photo with you then?"

"Of course, I'll see you tomorrow."

After working all afternoon and sending out all the movie brochures in his hand, Chen Li'an went to watch a movie with Sophie Marceau.

Today I watched a movie about Sophie Marceau who is the biggest competitor for Best Actress. You have to see how her opponent performs this time.

After watching the movie Cold Ritual, Sophie Marceau also felt that she had no chance to win the award this time. When she came out of the theater, she sighed with some depression.

Chen Li'an was concerned about the audience and reporters around him, so he did not comfort Sophie Marceau with actions. He could only comfort Sophie Marceau softly with words: "There is still a chance."

Sophie Marceau shook her head and said: "No chance, Sandrina and Isabel played much better than me."

"But you are prettier than them." Chen Li'an said with a smile.

Sophie Marceau raised her head and looked at Chen Li'an with a wry smile, not knowing whether she should be happy or sad.

Then the two of them walked to a remote street, and Chen Li'an took Sophie Marceau's hand and said: "Don't worry about gains and losses in one time, life is a long road, and it's not like you have never won the Best Actress Award, if I remember correctly If so, you’ve already taken three.”

"But those awards can't be compared with those of Venice Best Actress." Sophie Marceau was obviously a little unwilling. Good-looking actresses want to prove themselves with their acting skills, but they don't know that their beautiful faces are the envy of others. of.

Women are just greedy! However, Chen Li'an likes greedy women and likes to satisfy their greed at certain moments.

Sophie Marceau, who was not in a very beautiful mood, was very depressed. She drank a lot of wine with Chen Li'an at the bar, and ended up completely drunk.

Chen Li'an had no choice but to end tonight's date and return to the hotel. Before returning to the hotel, he picked up a small wild cat and took it back.

It's just that the little wild cat is very wild, running wild in the room, clingy and extremely aggressive.

The sheets were all messed up, and the soft sofa had two dents in it. I don’t know who thought someone was punishing me by kneeling down.

The curtains by the window were covered with scratches from the little wild cat. Even Chen Li'an, who was bathing the little wild cat, had several bloody scratches on his back...

Chen Li'an looked at the little wild cat who was tearing the room apart and trying to tear herself apart, and felt that she could no longer be allowed to run wild.

I can't sleep at night...I really think I'm a little wild cat in Paris, having a wild carnival.

The best way to deal with a little wild cat that is full of energy but empty inside is to play with her, tease her with a cat teaser, stroke her gently a few times, and feed her with some milk.

You can’t be stingy, you must give your time and energy when it’s time to do so!

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Sophie Marceau, who was drunk and sober, was in a state of confusion. She was lying on the bed thinking about the origin of the universe, as if she had experienced the feeling of a black hole explosion.

Chen Lian raised his hand to wipe his sweat, but saw a few brown hairs in the gaps between his fingers. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Sophie Marceau's hair, and then quietly stuffed the hair under the pillow.

Men sometimes don't know what's important. It's normal to use a little more force when reining in a horse...

After a long time, Sophie Marceau woke up from the shock of the black hole explosion. She turned to look at Chen Li'an and asked: "Your movie will premiere tomorrow, are you nervous?"

"Don't be nervous." Chen Li'an lit a cigarette and slowly blew out an imperfect smoke ring before saying, "I don't want to win an award, so why should I be nervous? Acting is just a hobby."

Sophie Marceau turned to look at Chen Li'an, sat up and asked, "What about the grand prize at the art exhibition? You don't want to win it either?"

"According to the ancient rules of horse racing, I will definitely win the prize in the art exhibition." Chen Li'an flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said confidently. The light in his eyes was very bright, and his whole person was shining with confidence. Sophie Marceau was moved by what she saw. Just now His long legs, which had regained some strength, couldn't help but rub against Chen Li'an's body.

Balenciaga really covers it!

Chen Li'an threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, grabbed Sophie Marceau's jio, and felt the delicate lines of Balenciaga with his palm.

I was full of curiosity about Balenciaga's knitting craftsmanship, and began to study how to be a tailor with a thirst for knowledge.

"Stop studying, this is my last one." Sophie Marceau couldn't help but take back her foot, for fear that Chen Li'an would tear it apart again for research.

Chen Li'an raised his head and looked at Sophie Marceau and said seriously: "This time I want to study whether it is slippery and whether there will be a stress reaction when this material rubs against the skin."

Sophie Marceau: "." Isn’t the stress response already there? I'll slip you to death! Don’t hum if you can!

After studying Balenciaga's Chen Li'an all night, when I got up the next afternoon, I just felt refreshed.

At the same time, I also became curious about stockings of different brands and colors, and decided to do more research in the future, maybe I can become a professional tailor in the future!

Being a tailor is Chen Li'an's life goal! All kinds of seams need to be cut!

Sophie Marceau stepped barefoot on the stall, picked up the stockings from last night, and sighed helplessly. A small piece had dried and hardened, so how could she wear them?

Chen Li'an, who had already tidied up, looked at Sophie Marceau, who was debating whether to wear it or not, and said, "How about you wear it today and buy new ones today."

"Huh! What else?" Sophie Marceau rolled her eyes at Chen Li'an, then sat down on the bed and put on a pair of stockings full of semen.

After putting on the stockings, Sophie Marceau wriggled her toes uncomfortably, walked up to Chen Li'an and couldn't help but slap him.

"Don't do this again next time, this is Article 8!"

Chen Li'an pursed his lips. There was no way he would agree to Sophie Marceau's request. He thought that he would buy a few more for her next time they meet.

Seeing that Chen Li'an didn't speak, Sophie Marceau couldn't do anything to him. Who made her unable to refuse him? Who could bear to refuse the little wolfdog who looked serious on the outside but was wild on the inside.

In the No. 3 screening room of the film festival, Chen Li'an and Wang Xiaoshuai stood at the door, with extremely cold movie posters posted next to them, but both of them were a little helpless at the moment.

The movie was about to start in ten minutes, and the occupancy was only half, and six of them were Parisian art critics who came to support Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an said with some distress: "The people here are not simple at all. They obviously promised me to come to watch the movie."

"Everything I promised you was probably obtained by you using a beauty trick." Shu Qi was still in the mood to joke, and didn't think there was any problem with the small audience.

As long as the people who are supposed to come come, it's enough, as long as the film producers and film critics are here.

Chen Li'an smiled and said, "You mean I tricked you into using a beauty trick? I'm very serious about selling."

Wang Xiaoshuai said with a smile next to him: "The best way is actually to take off your clothes now and simulate ice burial. I'm sure you can attract a lot of people to watch the movie."

Chen Li'an rolled his eyes at him and said, "Then I'm not really a sidekick anymore!"

But just as the movie was about to start, a few waves of people suddenly came from a distance, all holding extremely cold movie manuals in their hands.

"Oh, I'm finally late." Chen Li'an looked at the fat girl walking in the front with a smile, and couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.

What a good girl who keeps her word!

With the arrival of several waves of people, the occupancy rate of the theater has reached about 80%. Chen Li'an and Wang Xiaoshuai have no time to stay here now.

They also have to go in and host the screening. As the main creators and representatives of the film, Wang Xiaoshuai and Chen Li'an naturally have to go on stage to say a few words before the screening.

Chen Li'an is no longer so enthusiastic about this kind of thing. He has smashed art exhibitions so many times in the past that I don't know how many times. This opportunity is still reserved for director Wang Xiaoshuai.

In the front row of the screening room, Chen Li'an listened to Wang Xiaoshuai's nonsense and was about to remind him that he was running out of time and that it was important to show the movie early.

But before he could say anything, there was one more person beside him. No, it was two people.

The one on the left is Bai Qing, and the one on the right is Sophie Marceau. Both of them came to support Chen Li'an today.

The two looked at each other across Chen Li'an, and then nodded at the same time as a greeting. They had already known each other in Paris before.

Just as Chen Li'an was about to speak, the lights in the theater suddenly went dark, and he felt that his hands were grabbed by Bai Qing and Sophie Marceau on both sides at the same time.

Why did the movie suddenly start playing when everything was fine? Why couldn’t Wang Xiaoshuai talk for a while longer! What a short guy!

In the dark cinema hall, Chen Li'an felt that both of his hands were being grabbed, and his whole body was almost numb.

It's so weird to have three people holding hands

I won’t play games anymore. I was too lazy to play games tonight. I got addicted to it and didn’t update until now. I went to bed.