Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

"Stendhal Syndrome" has been filmed in Florence in winter. Due to the temperature inversion phenomenon, Florence's winter is cold and wet, but ice and snow are rare. On the contrary, it is full of abundant rain in the characteristic climate of the Mediterranean, so that Mo Ci wanted to shoot Even a sunny day is difficult.

Mo Ci sat in the coffee shop and ordered a glass of Blue Mountain, watching the continuous rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.He doesn't like rain, especially when it is so continuous that the sky is about to be pressed down. No matter how you look at it, he is not in a good mood. This is why he has never spent winter in places with a Mediterranean climate. Of course, this time is an exception.

After a while there were footsteps coming towards him, Mo Ci turned his head to look, it was Meroving.

Today was originally a holiday, and it was raining heavily. Most of them would choose to hide in the hotel room to catch up on sleep, and there were very few who could come out. "Lance," Mo Ci raised his coffee cup at him, "I didn't expect you to come out."

Meroving touched him lightly with the cup, and then sat across from him, "It's a waste of time to catch up on sleep in the hotel."

"Staying here and drinking coffee is also a waste of time."

"I'm not just drinking coffee, sitting with a director is not a waste of time."

"It's already February, and I've known you for almost a year since June last year." Probably the depressive weather brought about by the rainy days made people like Mo Ci who would rather die in the moment unable to look back. the past. "It feels like a blink of an eye, and suddenly it's another year. As time goes by, no one can stop it."

"Yeah." Lance put the coffee there, and the hot steam rose up and disappeared in the air. "Is it almost over?"

"Yeah." Mo Ci nodded, "If the weather is a little bit better, the filming should be over in two weeks."

"Mo Ci, I know you don't like rainy days, but right now, I really hope that the sky won't clear up."

Mo Ci can actually understand Merovingian's words. He himself is a person with extremely low emotional and moral sense. In my heart, even if it is a person who claims to be consistent, few people can really do it in the end. Temporary love is the secretion of dopamine, and it is nothing after it has passed. something like that.

But Merovingian is still somewhat different to him. He feels a kind of sincerity in Meroving that moves him. This kind of sincerity makes Meroving win more and more solemn respect from him, far surpassing Arousal of dopamine secretion.It's also for this reason that Mo Ci didn't intend to flirt with the other party anymore. He kept the way of getting along with friends. For example, when he heard this sentence now, he just smiled.

"The weather forecast said that the weather will clear up soon." Mo Ci suddenly remembered the classic "Singin' in the Rain", but now he is not as happy as the protagonist Tang, who can dance in the rain without complaint.He was tired of this kind of weather, eagerly looking forward to clearing up, even the smog in Pingjing was much better than this feeling.

"Of course I also like staying with you very much, but there is a time when the movie has a curtain call, whether it is a year or two when it is filmed, or a month or two when it is released, or when you watch it. An hour or two hours, neither too long nor too short. Not to mention that you are different from those actors who are on a professional path. After the filming of this film, even if there is any sensational effect, In such a fast-paced era, it won't last long, and after it cools down, you can still return to your normal life, at least in my opinion, you shouldn't like the aura of the entertainment industry."

"Yes."

Meroving closed his eyes.He really doesn't like the halo of the entertainment circle, but the person he wants is in that halo.

People are in such a dilemma, but what can they do.

Mo Ci didn't speak anymore, he wanted to take a sip of coffee, but he picked it up and sipped it and found it was cold, then put it down, turned his head and looked out the window, a pair of beautiful eyes were reflected in the glass.

But this time the weather forecast completely deceived Mo Ci. Even the people in Florence were surprised by the heavy rain. Obviously, the shooting had to be put on hold completely.But Mo Ci still found something for himself to do, locked himself in the room to watch the previous film, and memorized some rough editing points and content that needed to be re-shot.

As a person who wants to catch inspiration and not let go as soon as he gets into work, Director Mo seems to be very invisible these days, he hardly even comes out of the room door, just stays inside, and the meal is called □□, even Xu Zihe I didn't bother to bother with some domestic affairs, took the computer and went to the coffee shop below the hotel to solve it by myself.

He ordered a cup of coffee and sat down there, his eyes flickered as if he saw an acquaintance, and he took a closer look behind him, and saw Merovingian sitting there reading a book with a dark green cover with gold rim, like those Pseudo-Wenqing bought the collector's edition that decorated the European-style bookcase. He didn't expect that someone actually read this kind of book.

But it seems natural to put it on Me Luowen, after all, Xu Zihe was also surprised by that aristocratic temperament when he saw him for the first time.

He considered whether to go over and say hello to Meroving, but finally decided to forget it.Although he knew that Meroving would chat with him for a while in the past, but this kind of polite greeting is actually quite tiring to some extent, it is the kind that is actually unnecessary, but must be said a few times because of self-cultivation. Of course, Mo Luowen's words were pleasant and understanding, but Xu Zihe still felt the vague feeling of being forced to do business that was revealed deep inside.But there was no way, Merovingian didn't have this polite, overly polite sense of alienation in front of Mo Ci, and he treated everyone else in the crew the same way.

Xu Zihe sighed, buried his head to answer the email, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration while answering the email.

So, Mo Ci is not interested in Meroving now, is Meroving unrequited love?

Wait a minute, this doesn't seem right. Why didn't Mo Ci pick up the good heart that was handed to his lips?

I don't get it, I don't get it, it's better to stay with the girls, the vague feelings between these gay guys are really hard to understand.

After a while, Mo Luowen put away the book, walked up to Xu Zihe, and greeted him with soft eyes, "Good afternoon, Mr. Xu."

Xu Zihe nodded, "Good afternoon, Mr. Meroving."

"I haven't seen Director He in the past few days, and there is no one in the coffee shop. I met Mr. Xu today. You are another acquaintance I met."

Xu Zihe heard a lot from this sentence.First, Mo Ci came to the coffee shop every day in the past few days, second, the reason why Mo Luowen appeared here was Mo Ci, and third, there was only one important point in this sentence, which was to ask what Mo Ci was doing.

That's why he felt tired talking to someone like Meroving. In fact, the other party could just ask him directly.

"Because of the rain, Mo Ci had nothing to do, so he locked himself in his room to edit the film."

"Director Mo doesn't like rain, but I think rainy days are also good." After a few more pleasantries, Meroving left after leaving these words.

Xu Zihe thought for a long time, but he didn't understand what Mr. Meroving meant this time.

Finally, the weather cleared up, and the production crew resumed work. The last main shot of Merovingian was a close-up, with only Mr. Y's eyes. When writing down the editing ideas a few days ago, Mo Ci had already thought about making such a big shot. The close-up stays in the movie, which will definitely become a precious picture, and this is also the last shot of the day.

But after three close-up shots, Mo Ci was still dissatisfied, he shook his head, "Lance, no, your eyes are wrong, you look at this painting, you lack love."

"Mo Ci, I'm not Mr. Y, facing this blank drawing paper, I can't give birth to the love like him."

"I understand." Mo Ci has never asked Meroving what he wants from a professional actor. This is neither practical nor necessary. However, as a well-known director who can train/teach actors, he must also think of some ways at this moment To mobilize the emotions of your hero.

He looked down at Lance who was sitting there, "If you think about it this way, you must have a sweetheart, even if you don't have it now, you must have had it before. When you didn't get them, with longing, fantasy, desire, desire, subtle The feeling of pilgrimage, and even a little bit, the humbleness and cautiousness caused by emotional inequality to gaze at them, that feeling is Mr. Y's feeling when looking at this painting, I say this, can you understand?"

"I'll try." Lance tried it, then looked up helplessly and smiled at him, "I don't seem to be able to do it."

"It's okay, let me think about it again, because what I just described is too abstract." Mo Ci bit his lip and thought, "Let me think about it again."

"Actually, I have a way, but I need your help."

"What?" Mo Ci was still thinking and didn't react when he heard this sentence.

Merovingian's voice is very low, and when he speaks French, there is a romantic meaning unique to France. "Stand opposite me, I'll look at you, Mo Ci, that's fine."

Mo Ci felt that he was indeed bewitched at that moment, or in other words, there was art that tempted him to devote himself to it.Anyway, by the time he realized it, the machine had already been set up, and he was already standing opposite Merovingian, his eyes were just in line with those blue eyes.

He saw it.

In those eyes, there are longings, fantasies, longings, desires, a subtle sense of pilgrimage, and even a little humbleness and cautiousness caused by emotional inequality.

This is the look a guy doesn't get from his sweetheart.

When he saw this look in Meroving's eyes, it broke through his emotional defense in an instant.

With such a violent impact, Mo Ci is helpless and powerless, but he can only call this moment fate——

The river of fate flows forward, as if to roll up everyone.