Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

That night, Rong Qing didn't leave directly, but stayed at Mo Ci's place to drink. It was the red wine that Mo Ci had prepared in advance, waiting for him to come.

Rong Qing asked while gently shaking the red wine glass, "So, what is the relationship between you and the leading actor, Mr. Meroving, or what are you planning to have in the future?"

Mo Ci took a sip of the red wine, and replied slowly, "It seemed like there was something before, but now it's nothing. After that, there shouldn't be anything."

Rong Qing became curious because of his answer. She has known Mo Ci for a long time, and has seen many short-term companions who come and go around him, but such a slightly begging Unable to express emotions, it is still difficult for people to hook up with the director Mo Da who is enjoying himself in the game. "You put it that way, I can't judge. Does he like you, or do you like him?"

"I like him more than I like those people before. This is obvious. After all, he is Lance. He likes me, probably Schrödinger."

"Schrödinger's favorite?" Rong Qing repeated the word.

"It's just that I want to believe that this liking exists. If I don't believe it, then it doesn't exist." Mo Ci leaned on the sofa. He often doesn't stand up straight when he has something to rely on. If you are comfortable, you can be more comfortable, anyway, you can't live for too long. "After all, he said that we can't reach an agreement on emotional concepts."

"I just want to mention one thing, I'm afraid you haven't noticed. You have never cared about other people's emotional concepts inconsistent with yours before, or whether others like you or not. How could you choose to give in for this reason this time. Some people used to claim that they only fell in love once from the beginning to the end, and they didn't see Mo Ci stop the offensive, so they just let it go, and after a few more words, they flirted into their arms.Why did it suddenly change now?

Rong Qing finished the red wine, put down the glass, picked up the phone and shook it, "It's late, brother Kai is here to pick me up, I'm leaving first, see you tomorrow, Mr. Director?"

"I'll take you down, and I'll leave when Lu Kai comes." Lu Kai is Rong Qing's manager, and holds her in the top of his heart every day.It is also this that makes Mo Ci feel confident and bold to hand over his friends to him. "It's night, isn't your skirt too cold? Wait a minute, I'll get you a coat."

"Okay." Rong Qing nodded. I don't know if Mo Ci listened to her words, but it doesn't matter what the answer is. This is Mo Ci's life, and she supports all his choices.Since all people are destined to regret, to be sad, to have gains and losses, at least let these choices belong to people themselves, and not to anything else.

Because Rong Qing was already wearing Mo Ci's coat, Lu Kai put the coat he brought over her lap.Because of the close distance, she smelled the aroma of red wine on her body, and felt a little helpless. "I knew you would definitely drink when you went to see Mo Ci."

"Have a drink and enjoy yourself." Rong Qing said while fastening her seat belt.

"At your place, it's mostly a drink. I can't believe what you said."

Rong Qing sighed, "I really only had one drink."

"Okay." Lu Kai pushed his glasses and started the car, and then he heard Rong Qing's laughter.

"Xiaoqing, what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing," Rong Qing lowered his head, but he didn't hide the smile on his face. In the Italian night, he had the illusion of floating in the sky, as if he was about to touch the hand of God. "It's just that someone seems to have moved a little bit, but they can't even believe it."

The next morning Mo Ci woke up and finished washing when he heard a knock on the door. When he opened the door, he saw Meroving in a beige casual suit smiling at him, "Good morning, Mo Ci, I seem to have come a little early. .”

"It's not early, I'm late." Mo Ci said as he stepped aside to let him in, "I'm going to change clothes, you wait for me."

Mo resigned and went in to pick out what to wear today. Although most directors are not trim, he obviously didn't belong to that category. The checked clothes were put in two suitcases.He tossed and turned, and finally his eyes rested on the beige thin long coat.

Merovingian sat on the sofa in the suite, his mind was full of Mo Ci who was only wearing gray silk pajamas just now, the neckline was loose, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, not the tragic whiteness of Caucasians, but jade-like Or a lustrous soft white like ivory.His collarbone is clear and smooth. No matter whether it is graceful or sexy in those oil paintings, no matter whether it is decently dressed or half-covered, it cannot compare with the beauty that slipped from Mo Ci's neckline.

Merovingian felt that his throat was a little dry, but at the same time, his body felt a kind of heat from the beating of his heart.He breathed a sigh of relief, then called and ordered two breakfasts.

The service of this hotel was really good and timely. After Mo Ci finished changing his clothes and came out, breakfast had already arrived. He pulled out a chair and sat opposite Meroving, picked up a knife and fork to cut fried eggs.

Merovingen's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Ci's outfit. After all, the beige long coat was paired with a white T-shirt with letters printed on it and black cropped pants, revealing a section of his calf and ankle.The brightest color on his body is matched with him, even if it is not intentional, it will make people's lips turn upwards, let alone a person like Mo Ci who has experienced flowers, how could he not pay attention to this, it must be intentional.

"I'm your assistant, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Mo Ci tilted his head, and his long hair immediately snaked down. "Lance, this is just an excuse, you don't have to do anything, just find the inspiration you want."

"I thought I should pay the corresponding labor."

Mo Ci smiled when he heard this sentence, "Okay then, I think I need a cup of coffee later, Mr. Assistant."

"Ok."

When Mo Ci and Mo Luowen came, Rong Qing went over to shake hands with Mo Luowen, then hugged Mo Ci, and whispered, "Couple costume?"

Mo Ci raised his hand and touched the back of her head, "You think so."

"Okay." Rong Qing smiled, "Director Mo, come on, let's shoot the MV, let's shoot the MV."

Mo Ci pulled him forward, "Okay, shoot."

Taking advantage of Mo Ci's tone/teaching the male lead of the MV, Rong Qing took a glass of juice and sat next to Meroving and handed it to him, "Mr. Meroving, I was a little surprised when Mo Ci told me you were coming last night. "

After thanking her, Meroving replied, "Director Mo said he needs an assistant, and I happen to be fine."

Rong Qing was wearing a red dress with a very artistic shape, with a small section of calf exposed.

"Lack of an assistant, he didn't tell me about it." Rong Qing followed him and read this sentence again, and there seemed to be some other meaning implied in the words. "Look at him standing there, he looks even better than my MV male lead."

"Indeed." Merovingian was sure of this.This is the person he is fascinated by, the gift and gift of the creator, how can other ordinary colors compare.

"But no matter how good-looking it is, the position of director is more suitable for him. This is what he chooses and wants. No one can or should change him. If anyone wants to do this, Mo Ci will definitely hate him."

Meroving held the glass of iced juice, feeling cool in his palm, "Miss Rong means something else by saying that?"

"No, no, I just sent it out of feeling, you don't have to worry about it." Rong Qing straightened the hair next to his ear, after all, Meroving's appearance was too coincidental, and no other background could be found.However, a French gentleman who knows at a glance that there is a profound accumulation behind it chooses to make a movie, a Moci movie. If she has no other intentions, then she can't find any other pure reason.

"I understand, Miss Rong."

This is not the first time Merovingian has appreciated Mo Ci's filming from the perspective of a bystander, but probably because it is not the same group of people and the same crew, this time it is more fresh.

The make-up artist who was in charge of him in the crew of "Stendhal Syndrome" once commented on Mo Ci's style in the crew, as if the king of Spain has mastered the military and political power in his hands, and Mo Ci is the same, even if he is just lazy But as long as he is there, the team will only operate in the way he wants. This team is the embodiment of his will. If someone is not like this, he may not be in this team soon.of course there are exceptions......

When Merovingian heard this sentence, he asked, "Then what exception are you talking about?"

The makeup artist lady of Spanish mixed race with European and American makeup said while flicking the paint, with a strong Spanish accent in English. "The exception is that even if it is the king of Spain, the entire Catalonia region clamors for autonomy, so he has to take care of it. There are always some things beyond human will."

"Who can surpass his will?"

"Yes," the make-up artist took it for granted, "Meroving, aren't you his Barcelona, ​​and you are the only one who can force him to bow?"

Meroving just smiled and didn't say anything, but he had the answer in his heart.Where is he in Mo Ci's Barcelona, ​​the confrontation and even resentment between the Catalonia region and the Spanish royal family? He doesn't want to appear on his Mo Ci. It is not what he wants to surpass his will. Mo Ci bowed his back, then he hoped that it was somewhere else, and not because of his persecution.

But now he is standing here watching Mo Ci's request and guidance, his brows are slightly frowned, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes are half-squinting to look at the actor in front of him.

He felt that the lady from Spain made a mistake. The king of Spain is really nothing. Like Mo Ci, even in a nutshell, he is the king of the infinite universe.

From this point of view, it should be getting more and more difficult to make Mo Ci his most precious collection.

But so what, no matter how difficult some things are, you have to do it, right?

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(1) Barcelona became the capital of the Kingdom of Catalonia and Aragon in 1137, and in the early 15th century Barcelona and its areas were incorporated into the Spanish state.So the relationship is complicated.This is the essence of what I understand only when I watch football.

(20) Even though I am in a nutshell, I still think I am the king of the infinite universe. ——"Hamlet"

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