Crazy, 500 yuan also dare to make a science fiction blockbuster

In the next few days, Ye Heng hardly left the room. Fortunately, he had bought a few books in Mao Xiongguo before, otherwise he would have been idle to death.

But even so, he was forced into the room several times, and fans ran in to ask for autographs and group photos.

During the film festival, Ye Heng wanted to go out to watch a movie, but halfway through the car, he was stopped by fans who appeared from nowhere.

So during the entire Berlin Film Festival, Ye Heng didn't go out to watch a single movie.

All this made Ye Heng feel angry and helpless.

Although he had experienced all of this when he was in Baiqi State and Ying State, they were not as crazy as they are now, with so many times.

Perhaps it is because more and more people know themselves.

Ye Heng was even a little worried about whether the journey in the next few countries would be even more terrifying.

It wasn't until the day of the final awards ceremony that the organizer drove the car directly to the entrance of the hotel and personally invited Ye Heng, Zhang Wenke and others, and then invited them out of the hotel.

But after arriving at the scene, it is still a set of numbing procedures.

Win an award, give a speech, win an award again, give a speech again, finally win a prize, give a speech at the end, and encourage the films participating in the Berlin Film Festival by the way.

Ye Heng originally thought that this would be an unforgettable and beautiful trip, but until today, from Mao Xiong Country to Ying Country, then to Baiqi Country, and now to today's Swastika Country.

They have already gone to 4 countries, but only 4 countries have already made Ye Heng out of PTSD.

After living for so many years, he felt that life was so boring at the same time.

What's frightening is that in the next six months, his life will continue to repeat the current situation.

"Day after day, without end."

Ye Heng said, feeling so helpless for the first time.

The day after the award ceremony, the dinner and the live broadcast were another disgusting thing.

Ye Heng was constantly pushed down under the camera.

Although it was just a machine, Ye Heng could still feel that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him through that machine.

Ye Heng felt such a strong anger at the same time, he felt that he could hardly control his urge to smash things.

"Hi, Director Ye."

A swastika man patted Ye Heng on the shoulder and said in his accented German.

Ye Heng looked at the swastika man, he didn't know what this guy's name was or what he did.

Because this is a dinner party and not an awards ceremony, the host did not introduce who this guy is in detail.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

He asked, putting one hand on Ye Heng's shoulder, and when he spoke, the smell of alcohol gushed out of his mouth immediately.

"No, I'm fine." Ye Heng resisted the disgusting smell of alcohol and said.

But the swastika man obviously saw the irritability in Ye Heng's heart, and patted Ye Heng on the shoulder again.

He didn't know where he took out a glass of wine poured into a goblet and handed it to Ye Heng.

"I know, there is a saying in Longguo, which is called drunken solution."

"I agree with this sentence, maybe you should try it too."

Hearing this, Ye Heng smiled helplessly.

"It's really cool to get drunk to relieve a thousand worries, but I don't dare to get drunk now."

Those present were all political celebrities, business elites and various famous people.

If he was really drunk, it wouldn't be very good to make any jokes.

But when the swastika man heard this, he immediately shook his head.

"You don't have to drink until you get dizzy. Those who drink like that are all wine lunatics."

"It's enough for you to drink until you're a little tipsy, understand? A little tippy."

"It's great to be a little tipsy, and while it doesn't really solve your problems, it at least relaxes you for a while."

After the Swastika man finished speaking, Ye Heng remained unmoved and didn't make any moves.

Seeing this scene, the Swastika people sighed helplessly.

"Well, well, if you want to spend such a happy night with sadness, then so be it."

"This glass of wine is given to you, just treat it as a taste, so you won't get drunk."

With that said, he directly handed the wine in his hand to Ye Heng, and ran to the side in a daze.

Ye Heng looked at the wine in his hand and looked carefully.

The wine is packed in a goblet, the body of the wine is pure and transparent, and you can smell the refreshing taste with your nose lightly.

Looking at the wine in his hand, Ye Heng was silent for a long time.

"One cup, you shouldn't get drunk."

With that said, Ye Heng finally drank the wine in the goblet in one gulp.

The stimulating wine with a faint fruity aroma erupted in Ye Heng's mouth like never before.

The taste is as if someone put chopped peppers and popping candies into your mouth together, constantly stimulating your tongue, but the slight sweetness is so charming.

In the end, Ye Heng drank up the whole glass of wine, and felt a little dizzy in his head, but his whole body seemed to become more cheerful.

He glanced at the empty wine glass in his hand, and then at the several glasses of wine on the tray in the waiter's hand.

Ye Heng's thoughts went through three seconds of ideological struggle, and then he walked to the waiter's tray, put down the wine glass with a smile, and picked up another glass.

He used to only know that the Munich beer in the swastika country is particularly famous, but he didn't know that even liquor was made in the same way.

It's a pity that I couldn't taste their cognac when I was in Baiqi country.

Ye Heng still remembers what Churchill said in World War II in the book.

"We cannot lose the White Flags, because only they can produce cognac!"

It can be seen that Churchill had a high opinion of Cognac, but unfortunately he was not able to taste it when he passed.

But if Ye Heng wants to taste it, it shouldn't be a big problem for him.

He could even use his own identity to ask the owner of the winery to bring out a few bottles of his treasured wine to taste.

Ye Heng didn't drink much before, not even much.Only occasionally, when everyone is happy, they will have a drink or two with everyone.

And it is generally the kind of degree that is not high and the amount is small.

So until today, although he is 23 or 4 years old, Ye Heng has never been really drunk, let alone know where his "tipping point" is.

Chen Shizheng was chatting happily with several officials of the Swastika Kingdom, when he turned his head, he saw Ye Heng standing there with a flushed face, drinking wine by himself.

His face looked as if he had eaten ten catties of Chaotian peppers.

"Sorry, excuse me."

Chen Shi quickly ran to Ye Heng's side, "Damn it, brother, how much did you drink, why is your face so red?"

Ye Heng shook the goblet with one-fifth of it left in his hand.

"Uh, uh... About, about 5~ cups, right."

"5 cups?" Chen Shi said with a face of disbelief, and then glanced at Ye Heng's face, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Then why is your face so red?"

"Rejuvenated!"

"what?"

"Cold-proof wax!"

"Are you drunk?"

"No, I'm still sane, just a little happy."

Chen Shi sighed helplessly.

"That's enough for 5 cups. Are you allergic to alcohol?"

"Don't insult me, I just have a poor drinker."

Hearing this, Chen Shi was speechless.

"Okay, you have a poor capacity for alcohol, so stop drinking, or you won't end well if you get drunk later."

Ye Heng nodded, but glanced at the one-fifth of the wine in his hand, and pondered for a while.

"The last bite."

After speaking, just eat it in one gulp.

Chapter 282 Fanaticism

"Don't drink, brother, it won't end well if you get drunk."

Chen Shi said helplessly.

When he drank the last sip of wine, Ye Heng still felt pretty good, except for a little red face, he seemed to be no different from ordinary people.

"Go there and have a rest, but remember not to drink."

"OK~"

Ye Heng sighed helplessly, he felt that he was actually pretty good.

It's just that the body is a little light, but it's not so much light, it's better to say that the body feels abnormally "soft".

It was as if he had become an invertebrate.

At this moment, the camera on the side seemed to be trying to get a close-up of Ye Heng's glowing red face. Holding the camera, he approached Ye Heng.

"Director Ye's face is so red! This is how much he drank!"

"It seems that I drank five cups..."

"Five cups, damn it, Ye Dao's drinking capacity is not good enough."

"People's physiques cannot be generalized. When I was extremely angry, I even drank 18 bottles without my face turning red!"

"Your face isn't red, it's just horribly white."

……

At this moment, a few fellows who seemed to be drunk at the same time immediately showed smiles on their faces.

"Let's go, let's take some photos for the great director as a souvenir."

"No, I heard he doesn't seem to like taking pictures."

"What are you afraid of? What kind of place is this? How dare he show his power here!"

"Are you talking about it, did we shoot it because we like him?"

As they said that, they came over one after another. Without saying anything, they took out their mobile phones and pointed them at Ye Heng.

The flashlight of the mobile phone is constantly flashing wildly at Ye Heng's face, it feels like someone is shining a bright flashlight into your eyes.

"Sorry, can you stop taking pictures?"

Ye Heng said, covering his face with his hands.

But I don't know if this group of guys got drunk or something, they still took pictures of Ye Heng with their mobile phones, and the flash didn't turn off.

"Hi! We took pictures of you because we like you!"

"That is, who made you so famous, you will be photographed if you become famous!"

"Taking a photo will not lose a piece of meat. You are a celebrity after all, can you be more generous?"

And these flashing lights are like a hammer, constantly beating Ye Heng's patience.

These dazzling flashes also attracted the attention of others at the dinner party.

"Would you at least turn off the flash?"

Ye Heng suppressed his anger as much as possible, he didn't want to make everyone unhappy in this kind of place and at this kind of time.