People envy and hate to think of it.

Ye Xuan glanced at Meng Xiaotuan and blushed. To be precise, he wouldn't blush when admiring other beauties in swimsuits.

Only looking at Meng Xiaotuan, Ye Xuan was a little shy.

"Cut, landlubber." Meng Xiaotuan said coquettishly, and the two gradually moved towards the depths of the sea. Ye Xuan was tall, 1.8 meters three, and Meng Xiaotuan swam around like a darling in the water. can walk.

Although I can't swim, I'm tall!

"Big idiot, even a dog can't plan?" Meng Xiaotuan took the initiative to hold Ye Xuan's hand.

After half an hour...

Pooh!

The sea water is really salty, Ye Xuan lay on the beach chair and felt uncomfortable thinking about the mushrooms.

rustling

Meng Xiaotuan was still swimming, and the sound of footsteps appeared in Ye Xuan's ears.

"You are Ye Xuan?"

Milianne stared at Ye Xuan and said coldly.

An embarrassing thing happened!

Milianne spoke English, pure English, Ye Xuan looked at Milianne, and frowned at this typical western beauty.

Could it be that his own charm has already made the beautiful woman strike up a conversation?

It would be fine if I could speak Chinese, but the beauty who offered to strike up a conversation with me was actually an American woman?

Ye Xuan scratched his head.

"Hello, a must-have song, the dog's head is dimpled. (Beauty, good evening)!" Ye Xuan greeted Milianne with a smile in broken English.

So lame!

He stuttered and dug and dug, but this was the only few English sentences that Ye Xuan could think of.

What is this person talking about?

Melanie was confused.

English?

Why can't I understand this English?

The teacher's idol can't even speak English, and he's such a young Chinese!

"Ye Xuan, let me tell you that the teacher invited you to play a piano piece at the Venice Film Festival." Milianne turned her head and left after speaking.

She looked down on Ye Xuan, and she didn't understand why the teacher respected this Chinese man so much!

A person who doesn't even speak English...

Ye Xuan: "..."

What the hell!

Girl, what the hell are you talking about!

"Who is she?" Meng Xiaotuan stood beside Ye Xuan and said guardedly.

Fortunately, I came to Venice, otherwise Ye Xuan would have turned the world upside down!

"Her? I don't know either!" Ye Xuan was very aggrieved. The woman stood beside him and said a lot of words that he didn't understand, and then left directly after speaking.

"You are not allowed to leave me for half a step!"

Ye Xuan: "..."

The night was still so beautiful, Ye Xuan lay drowsy on the bed of a five-star hotel, the official Venice Film Festival reimbursed the room fee, and opened two rooms.

The next day is the awards ceremony!

Ye Xuan had a weird expression when he saw Liu Daqing in the early morning.

"I'm old, I'm old." Liu Daqing said to Ye Xuan with a smile while supporting his waist, and took out the Liuwei Dihuang Wan in his pocket and ate a few.

"Old and strong, old and strong."

Ye Xuan said with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" Meng Xiaotuan asked cutely.

What is old, what is old and strong.

They also speak Chinese dialect, why can't I understand it.

Liu Daqing and Ye Xuan looked at each other and smiled.

......

This Venice Film Festival is held more grandly than ever before!

Many fans from all over the world flock to Venice, a tourist attraction, and maybe they can meet their idols. It would be perfect to ask for an autograph and a photo.

"Mr. Ye Xuan is coming too? That would be great, I really like listening to his performance of "Night in Vienna"!"

"Jenny, I am also a fan of Mr. Ye Xuan, and I am also the president of Ye Xuan's overseas fan group. Look, I

I have prepared a lot of special products for Mr. Ye Xuan, as well as these puppets. "

"Wow, so cute."

"It's just that fans are not allowed to enter the film festival management venue. We can only cheer for Mr. Ye Xuan outside. It's a pity to say."

......

At eight o'clock, Ye Xuan put on his suit, and Meng Xiaotuan sat in his evening dress and headed for the center of Venice.

With the start of the film festival, the whole of Venice became extremely lively, many international big-name directors came to participate, and the streets were very lively like a festival.

The car stopped, there were too many people, Ye Xuan subconsciously held Meng Xiaotuan's hand.

What came into view was a magnificent palace, the English language on it was unknown to Ye Xuan, but the majesty and momentum visible to the naked eye made Ye Xuan sigh!

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