Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

Mo Ci was made a little irritable by Rong Qing's MV male lead, and when he even planned to suggest Rong Qing to change roles, a person stretched out a hand from behind him, holding a cup of mellow coffee.

"Director, your coffee."

"Thank you." Mo Ci took a sip, and said a lot of French to Meroving, "Every leading actor before me is very good at acting, and you are also great, so I didn't expect that there are still people in this world. The existence of such an elm head. God, if there is a God, then I believe that not everyone is his favorite, and there will always be some people who are imperfect products he accidentally created."

"Why are you still angry?" Mo Luowen has known Mo Ci for so long, he has always been calm and lazy, even when he became serious during filming, he was never angry.Today is the first time.

"Not everyone is suitable for acting. It's like I saw a hundred or two hundred people, met or passed by so many people, didn't I just find you to play "Stendhal Syndrome" ? Talent is a gap that is difficult to bridge. If no hard work can make up for one's weakness, or if hard work can't make up for one's weakness at all, then I still suggest that these people find another way."

Meroving put a finger on his lips, "Shh, keep your voice down, others will hear you."

"We speak French, this is Italy, and the staff are from Huaguo, how many of them can understand it," Mo Ci tapped Merovingen's fingertips with his fingertips, "So what if I understand it? Praise my male lead is the only one in the world who is extremely talented, what should I not do?"

Meroving replied with a smile, "There is no reason why, who made my director, the only one in the world, with outstanding talent."

That night, Rong Qing invited everyone to dinner, and Mo Ci sat between Mo Luowen and Rong Qing. After eating, Lu Kai gave them the hotel room card, "Sorry, there are only double rooms."

"It's okay." Mo Ci took the room card, "It's not a big bed room, so why not mind."

"Even if it's a big bed room, I don't think you are the one who cares."

Because he was speaking Chinese, he wasn't afraid of Mo Luowen's hearing. After listening to Mo Ci's words, Lu Kai replied habitually. Although the relationship between the two was harmonious in front of Rong Qing, Mo Ci always drank with Rong Qing. The manager couldn't help but whispered something secretly when Rong Qing was not around.Of course, in fact, Director Mo has never lost to anyone.

Normally, Mo Ci would smile and wink at Lu Kai and say, "Yeah, why don't you come together, the three of us are quite interesting together."

But today, Mo Ci was a little less joking, "Hey, Lu Kai, don't talk nonsense, this is my friend."

Lu Kai was also taken aback, "Oh, friend, friend."

Merovingian stood behind Mo Ci on the left, listening to these words, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

In the morning, the boat was tiring, and in the afternoon, I shot the whole afternoon mv, plus the film time that Mo Ci hadn't rested in the past ten days, and today I had the opportunity to go to bed early, so Mo Ci went to take a quick shower and then came back to lie down. Next, he put himself under the quilt and said good night to Merovingian.

"Good night." Meroving replied, "I wish you a good night's sleep."

Mo Ci closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "Of course."

Meroving watched him breathe slowly and calmly after closing his eyes, apparently falling asleep.

In fact, he rarely has the opportunity to stare at Mo Ci like this. Mo Ci is very sensitive to other people's eyes. Although he doesn't care, it is always difficult to explain such a stare.What's more, the other party is like a nimble fish, jumping and bright, bright and moving, exhausting all his strength to live, his own greedy gaze makes it hard for him to let go.

It was also for this reason that when he looked at Mo Ci now, he felt like he was about to cry.Like the first time he went to the Louvre in Paris and saw the statue of "The Goddess of Victory of Samothrace", traveling through time and space, millions of years, millions of miles, even if he lost his head and arms, he could Just the beautiful wings that are almost blooming are enough to make people return to the place where classical literature and art arose, and return to the cliff on the seaside of Samothrace Island, and shed tears for the entire Greek civilization.

People who will walk into museums, people who will walk into art galleries, people who want to touch the most beautiful souls in the world, and people who will feel the green lotus pond and mysterious legends that are finally left behind in the long river of art People are destined to burst into tears because of these, and suffer from Stendhal syndrome because of this. This is the cause and effect that they can't stop.

This is their fate, touch beauty, hold beauty, never let go...

Don't let go.

His greedy soul was clamoring to tell him.

Never let go.

After finishing the MV shooting the next afternoon, under Rong Qing's repeated refusal, Mo Ci finally gave up the idea of ​​taking the tape back and cutting it himself, and went back with Mo Luowen.

When they left, Rong Qing went to hug Mo Ci, and asked him with a low smile, "Mo Ci, are you going to fall?"

Mo Ci knew what she meant, and blinked at her, "Honey, how could I fall in love."

Rong Qing shrugged and didn't speak. Anyway, she knew that besides Stendhal's syndrome, there was another kind, called Freiger's syndrome.

"Have you found any inspiration?" On the way back, Mo Ci asked Mo Luowen, "Rong Qing is beautiful, if you want to draw a face with an oriental flavor, then she is definitely a good reference. Hmm , in your words, God is always unfair, and given her the siren song, she also gave her outstanding beauty. She is the closest to God among all the people I know. "

Meroving listened to his praise of Rong Qing, out of aesthetics, he certainly would not deny Rong Qing's beauty and voice, but obviously this was not his choice. "You think I'm here to see Rong Qing?"

Mo Ci leaned back on the back of the chair to let himself relax, and beside the car window was the emerald green speeding past. "Isn't it? Lance, there must be a reason for giving up the rest time and coming with me to suffer."

"There is a reason," said Merovingian, "and I have found inspiration."

"Huh?" Mo Ci looked at him, and suddenly didn't want to ask Meroving about his source of inspiration. Pandora's ink cartridge can't be closed after it's opened. Since he doesn't plan to do anything more, it's better not to ask more . "Really? That's really a good thing. Then I'm looking forward to this peerless painting by Mr. Y."

Meroving paused, and the smile on the corners of his brows and eyes maintained an elegant arc, "Of course."

When Xu Zihe came to find Mo Ci in a hurry when he returned to the set, the first thing he said was "Mo Ci, you're on the headlines again."

"Looking at your expression, it shouldn't be a good thing." Mo Ci leaned on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water, "What's wrong, speak slowly."

"It's nothing, just congratulations Mo Dao, you are happy to mention a square love again."

In fact, it was a good idea for Mo Ci to bring the crew to Florence this time, but the problem was with Rong Qing, who followed the goddess's dedicated paparazzi from Huaguo to Florence, and took pictures of the late night scene. Photos of Mo Ci putting clothes on Rong Qing and the two hugging.

In fact, there is nothing unusual about these, after all, Mo Ci and Rong Qing have a good relationship, and the whole country knows that the two people are not shy about hugging each other when they are photographed in various places.But this time, the reporter added something else to it. After all, he took other photos, such as the misplaced photo of Mo Ci standing with Rong Qing's leading actor, and the photo of Mo Ci standing with Mo Ci. Photo of Lorwen walking side by side.

So, give me a few pictures and I can write a whole world. Mr. reporter made up an epic four-cornered love affair, red and white roses, men and women, sprinkle a pot of dog blood and add another pot, feelings Enough to catch people off guard.

Mo Ci silently finished reading this masterpiece, and sighed, "Is this guy a writer of novels?"

"I don't know," Xu Zihe forced a smile, "But there is a group of people saying that he should be a big fan."

"Well, to be honest, I don't mind having a love triangle with Rong Qing and Mo Luowen, but that...what's it called, it's the male lead of Qingqing's MV, he's really not me The taste is too different, I really mind..."

"Stop," Xu Zihe felt as if he was about to have a heart attack, "Mo Damei, she is also the male lead of your Rongqing's MV after all, can you stop talking so much?"

"Because he is Rong Qing's leading actor, I am willing to say a few more words to him." Mo Ci said while editing the content while holding his mobile phone, "Old Xu, I am really gentle and kind."

Xu Zihe thought, if the person in front of him can be called gentle and kind, then there really is true love in the world. "Wait, Mo Ci, what are you calling on your phone?"

"Send on Weibo." Mo Ci smiled and shook his phone, "Old Xu, you know, I won't let myself fall into a predicament like a square love, it's very tiring."

Xu Zihe took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he refreshed it, he saw Mo Ci's new Weibo——

"@莫言: Filming in Florence, spinning around, no time to sleep."

Of course, the comments below are also wonderful.

"I think it's normal for others to say this, but when Mo Yaolian says sleep, I think it's a verb."

"No, sleep is a verb, but Mo Dao's verb is more labor-intensive."

"I suspect you're driving, and I've found evidence."

"I would like to ask for information about that foreign boy who is a bit vague but inexplicably handsome walking side by side with Mo Dao. I think it is very good."

"@He Chengling: I knew it must be fake news, after all, the male lead of Rong Qing's mv is not the type that Mo Mo likes."

"I knew that as soon as Mo Ci posted on Weibo, I would be able to catch He Chengling who is a big fan in his circle. Mo Chui is a part-time director. Why, he is not the type that Mo Mo likes. Are you Director He?"

"@许卿: My MV guest director, go back to filming."

"Oh, not only He Chengling's role as a director is part-time, but Mo Ci's role as a film director is also part-time. His full job is actually Rong Qing's mv director."

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"Is the effect not bad?" Mo Ci asked.

"That's right," Xu Zihe smiled, "Now they are arguing whether He Chengling loves you unrequitedly and Rong Qing unrequitedly or He Chengling unrequitedly loves you and Rong Qing loves each other."

Mo Ci laughed, "Don't say that, He Yi did it first."