Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

As the editor-in-chief of the Précieuses magazine, Tong Xinran heard that his European boss was coming, so he naturally arranged everything in advance, but the boss wanted to conceal his identity and only said that he was an art dealer and collector, so many things happened. You can't do it too deliberately.

When Yu Chu came here, the eyes of the entire magazine were brightened. After all, such a handsome and charming man always attracts the attention of others, and their magazine has always followed the French style. Naturally, they are favored by this French gentleman. .What's more, Tong Xinran also knows other things that few people know. For example, this Mr. Meroving once stayed in Huaguo and made a movie, which is Mo Ci's "Stendhal Syndrome". ", of course, when Mo Ci is involved, it seems to be hooked up with some other ambiguous affairs. I don't know if her boss is also one of them.

"Hi Mr. Yu, I'm Tong Xinran, editor-in-chief of Précieuses Asia," Tong Xinran greeted with a smile, "How about we go to the meeting room first?"

"it is good."

After listening to the magazine's arrangements for the next quarter, Yu Chu nodded. He didn't have much involvement in the operation of the subsidiary company, so this time it can be regarded as having other plans.

"Who is the cover character of the next issue?"

"Oh, it's director Mo Cimo." Tong Xinran said, "Tomorrow we're going to shoot his blockbuster cover, do you want to come and see it?"

Yu Chu raised his eyes to look at Tong Xinran. From Tong Xinran's point of view, this look seemed to disrespect her for being clever and guessing his thoughts, but in the end the other party just smiled, with deep and clean blue eyes, "I will here."

Tong Xinran also nodded with a smile. She can now be sure that his boss is one of them.

After Yu Chu left, Tong Xinran took a look at the concept look made by the stylist, and then took out a photo with her mobile phone, which she couldn't help but save when she swiped Weibo once.

Mo Ci was wearing a dark green silk shirt, with sharp and graceful phoenix eyes, a high bridge of nose and bright red lips, but his face was slightly pale and lacking in blood, and his long hair had a soft luster like smooth silk Leaning down, shaking the red wine glass gently in his hand.

It's only half a face, but it's much more charming than the male stars present, and it can be compared to other people by just standing there and doing nothing.

She still remembers the text accompanying this picture, "Everyone knows him, half of them like him, and half of them hate him, it doesn't matter how extreme they are, anyway, these people are not as good-looking as him."

It's playful and rascally, but most annoying of all, it actually tells the truth.

After all, he is an internationally renowned director who has won numerous awards. He is handsome and extravagant.

Anyway, if it was Mo Ci who came to seduce her, she would definitely not be able to handle it, she is really seductive.

It was close to noon when Mo Ci woke up that day, and every time he woke up, there seemed to be a period of confusion, but now that he was going to do business, he couldn't tolerate himself like this, so he simply opened the wine cabinet and poured a glass of wine to wake up.

After drinking, the whole person seems to wake up, and the alcohol stimulates the nerve cells to become more active.He put down the cup, picked up his phone and sent a message, took a shower and went downstairs, the door opened after a while.Rong Qing walked in, followed by a cat and a dog, and the cat was still sitting on top of the dog.

"Qingqing, you came so fast."

"I came over as soon as I received your message." She lived in the villa next to Mo Ci, so of course she came quickly.

"I changed the script again, take a look."

Rong Qing sat next to Mo Ci, took the script and came over to read it, she was already a fast reader, plus she had read this book before and understood most of it, but she just took a look at the changes.

While Rong Qing was watching, the ragged cat jumped onto Mo Ci's lap, but it didn't rub against him, and just sat there looking at him, with cold eyes.Mo Ci raised his finger and poked her on the head, "You are heartless, if I hadn't bought you back then, how could you have met such a beautiful owner." He bought this cat for Rong Qing, Originally, it was pointed out that it was clingy and cute, so that she would be more lively, but it is a pity that this character is carved out of the same mold as its owner.

The cat ignored him, jumped down again with a cry, and lay down next to the golden retriever to lick its fur.

"This is a big change." Rong Qing read the script, "Even the ending has been changed."

"Yes," Mo Ci leaned on her shoulder, his hair slid down, covering half of his face. "I think this is the best ending. The end of the movie, the end of life, the damned person must die, and the person who wants to leave must leave. Although I don't believe that what is deserved, but I believe that all the choices will add up. There is only one answer."

After saying this, he read it again, "This is the destined end."

"This is not a preordained ending." Rong Qing put the script on the table. She was a singer in the first place, and her voice was clear and melodious like a mermaid, especially when she said something that meant something else, she seemed to be able to push away a ripple.

"—Mo Ci, this is just the ending you want."

Mo Ci was silent for a while.His most important best friend clarified what was on his mind at this moment, which didn't make him feel panicked, but there was still helplessness, and everyone always had something to say.

Then he laughed again, "You are right, but Mo Ci is already like this, he is already like this."

Rong Qing didn't speak, her eyes fell on the cover of the script, there were only two words on it - "Light Source".

I don't know who the light will shine on in the end.

When Xu Zihe came to Mo Ci Villa to pick him up, he saw a cat and a dog. Needless to say, he knew that it belonged to Rong Qing. Only she could come in and out of this villa as freely as the owner.

"She left again?"

"Well, she has a concert tour, so I can only put these two things here. After all, I'm still in Pingjing and don't plan to leave." Mo Ci leaned on the sofa to read a book, his shirt was undone, revealing a large area of ​​skin, Lustful and lustful, people don't dare to take a second look after one glance.The golden retriever was lying at his feet like a warm stove.

Xu Zihe glanced at the book, which was "The Geographer's Library" by an American writer, "Don't you look down on American literature? How do you read this book?" Mo Ci had previously told him that when "The Bridge of Madison County" When this kind of book can be advertised as a classic, it proves that there are indeed too many vulgar stories in this country that can be written as novels.

"I still don't like those American blockbusters. You forget, I only love romanticism and ingenious reasoning in my life." Mo Ci said while flipping through the book, "It's nothing to watch, just use it to relieve boredom."

"Okay, let's go." Xu Zihe said, "The appointment with the magazine office is at nine o'clock in the morning. Pingjing is so congested, if you don't leave, you will be late."

"Magazine?"

Xu Zihe felt tired when he heard the tone, and sighed, "I said, Mo Damei, don't tell me you forgot. At the last reception, you promised Tong Xinran that you would be on the cover of their magazine, so I went In contact with the Précieuses."

"Oh." Only then did Mo Ci get some impressions. He and Tong Xinran were fairly familiar, and he responded when the other party mentioned it at that reception, and Xu Zihe was his agent to handle all subsequent matters. "I think about it, it's also difficult for you, there are so many things to deal with."

Xu Zihe seldom heard such considerate words from Mo Ci, and he felt a little touched for a while, just for such a face, if he can have a good word or two, people are willing to do more for him, although he likes it. Women, but they don't have much resistance to this kind of beauty that surpasses men and women.

"Actually nothing."

Just as he was about to say something to show that he didn't care, Mo Ci continued, "But next time you call me Mo Meiren, I guess I'll still want to accidentally kill you."

"..." Xu Zihe shuddered when he thought of the situation at home and the way Mo Ci casually hit ten rings with a gun the last time he went abroad.

The person to be photographed is Mo Ci. Just such a incident is enough for Tong Xinran to put down all other work and watch it in person. After all, this character and temper are not something ordinary people can handle. There are too many geniuses to make a fortune .

"Director Mo," Tong Xinran waited for him downstairs in the magazine office, "I haven't seen you for a while."

"Well," Mo Ci was wearing casual overalls, his hair was neatly tied up, and raised his eyebrows at her, "I haven't seen you for a while, Miss Xin Ran, you are getting more and more beautiful."

Tong Xinran also smiled, "What little girl, I am a few years older than you."

Mo Ci shook his head, "A beautiful girl has always been a little girl."

In fact, you can tell when you hear these words, they are just spoken in passing, but when put into Mo Ci's mouth, there is a sense of sincerity. After all, not everyone can praise him, and it always makes people feel happy.

Xu Zihe heard the two of them getting on the elevator flattering each other like this, and thought in his heart that Mo Ci's flirting habit had not changed, but had worsened.

His eyes swept randomly, except for those fashionable beauties in the workplace, there was a person sitting in an office with the door half closed, holding a book in his hand, although he couldn't read the words on it from a distance, But the cover was very familiar, and he immediately remembered that it was the same as the one Mo Ci read this morning, called "The Geographer's Library".

He withdrew his gaze, glanced at Mo Ci who was laughing at Yanyan with Tong Xinran, and sighed silently in his heart.

Sure enough, some people are destined.

Even if there is a part of it deliberately, the rest can only be explained by words like congenial interests.

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(1) The author of "The Geographer's Library" is American Jon Fassman. I just finished reading it, and I think it's okay, so I'll take it as an Amway.