Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

At the end of his acceptance speech, Mo Ci said——

"I know someone, and I'm not going to mention his name here, but he must know who I'm talking about." He smiled with a calm attitude, "The timing of our acquaintance was not very good, and we almost never saw each other after that , but I still think it would be a good thing to know him, although I don't understand why I think so, but it doesn't matter. Now, I just want to wish him the best of luck," he would have said something else, But looking at Yu Chu's eyes, he couldn't continue. He should be eloquent, but suddenly forgot his sweet words and teasing emotions, and finally just closed his eyes, "Yes, the future is bright, this is enough, Nothing else is needed."

A bright future ahead.

Yu Chu listened to Mo Ci's words and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

He would like to have his blessing, but he wants more.

A bright future is not enough, he also wants to get someone else.

And since this person is willing to bless him, it is only natural for him to ask for more greedily.

When Mo Ci came down, there were already new awards presenters talking on the stage, and most of their eyes fell on the stage, but Yu Chu had already stood up and waited for Mo Ci to come over. He watched him walk out of the starlight, walked to By his side, and then embraced by him, it was as if embracing the Milky Way that had been cut into a beautiful shape.

Mo Ci patted him on the back, then sat down and handed him the trophy. "This is for you."

"give me?"

"Yeah." Mo Ci nodded, "It's just a trophy. It's not like I haven't won it before. I don't like heavy things, so one is enough."

Yu Chu knew that Mo Ci's film "Breaking Promise" won the Silver Lion Award for Best Director at the Venice Film Festival, but he did not expect him to have such an attitude towards the "second project", but he did not shirk any longer and helped Mo Ci win the award. with.

But what they didn't know was that there was a camera pointing at them at this time, taking a panoramic view of the scene.

"It's coming, it will never be missing. Director Mo gave away trophies, and Director Mo gave away trophies countless times. It's no wonder he is the one."

"Sending Yu Chu is better than the Weibo lottery, and Zhong Sheng was also drawn in that lottery, tsk tsk tsk, I can still imagine Zhong Shen's expression at that time. Later, Mo Ci actually sent it to Zhong Shen's home. I was skeptical They operated in secret, but after the trophy was sent back by the other party, I believed in the fairness of the Weibo lottery.”

"Trophy:? I don't want to lose face? I'm the second and third to blame. If you have the ability, don't take it. If you want it, give it away!"

"My point is not at all whether to give a trophy or not. Don't you think their hugs are sweet? Don't you think that Mo Damei looks extraordinarily good-looking today? Also, for a rational discussion, who is Mo Damei talking about at the end?"

"I've thought about it seriously. Some people don't know what's good. That should be Xu Zihe. After all, other people around Mo Dao know that his face is good. (The dog's head saves his life)"

"The upstairs is dead."

"Xu Zihe wanted to hit someone when he heard this."

"The Internet is not a place outside the law, and personal attacks are out of the question. Don't think that I didn't notice you complaining about Lao Xu's looks."

......

The one who is in charge of presenting the Best Actor award is still the Best Actor award is a Hollywood movie star. Mo Ci knows him, that is, Isaac, the other leading actor in "Living" besides Lou Que, and he also has a certain friendship with him. Let's see if Mr. Isaac can bring him good news now.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed actor came forward with the envelope, helped the microphone, and said, "Good evening, everyone, I am Isaac, and I am honored to be the award presenter of this year's Venice Film Awards. I have won my life here. I hope this good luck can bring every nominee today. Now, I will open the envelope and read the name inside." Isaac opened the envelope and smiled knowingly , "The winner of the Volpi Cup this time is Yu Chu, "Stendhal Syndrome."

Mo Ci originally thought that he would be calm and calm when he heard this name. After all, it is a pity that he got it for granted and did not get it for many reasons. But when he really heard this name, he couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising. And got up, hugged Yu Chu and touched the back of his neck, "Go quickly."

Yu Chu nodded to him, then walked to the stage.

Mo Ci watched as he shook hands with Isaac on the stage, exchanged greetings, and then took the Volpi Cup from the opponent's hand.He has been applauding for him all the time. It is a happy thing for him to be recognized in the international film world by the actors he trained/trained, no matter who they are, but this is the first time he applauds an actor like this, He has not stopped since he walked to the podium.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yu Chu." Yu Chu adjusted the height of the microphone to suit his height, and then continued, "I'm not a professional actor, but I can be the actor of Mr. Y in "Stendhal Syndrome" It was also a coincidence, I originally wanted to attribute this to fate, but now I want to say that I would like to thank those who contributed to this movie, especially Mo Ci, my director.”

Mo Ci knew that when Yu Chu uttered these words, the camera would definitely turn to him, so he still had a decent attitude, nodding to the camera with a smile, his hair tilted down with his movements, covering half of his eyes, but Can't stop the smile and pride in his eyes.

"It's a pity that I don't love movies as much as everyone sitting here. I was able to make this movie for another reason, but standing here at the moment, I am also grateful for such an encounter, whether it is Pingjing, Florence or Or Venice now. This is my first film, and this is my last film. If I can end it with this, it would be the best ending to my short film career."

"I also know someone, and I don't need to mention his name here, but I know he must understand who I'm talking about." Yu Chu smiled, his eyes fell on Mo Ci from a long distance away, Frank and direct, it can be called unscrupulous. "We had never met before, and then met by chance."

That's right.

Mo Ci followed him and read the words silently.

We had never met before, and then met by chance.

We're close now, but sooner or later we'll be "did not know each other" again.

Mo Ci suddenly felt a little pity, or maybe this kind of emotion was not a pity at all, but he was picking and choosing now, so he could only use this to describe it.

Yu Chu on the stage continued, "We used to talk about everything, and we also parted ways."

If this continues, Xu Zihe will definitely kill them.

Mo Ci thought so, but he still didn't look down at the vibrating mobile phone, and still looked at the people on the stage.

"For this person, I don't want to wish him a bright future. His life is full of flowers and flames, and there is no need for others to bless him like this. I just want to wish him everything, that he gets what he wants, that there is still history in the future, and that he can serve He proves that someone is born not to be unknown, and many years later, he will be immortalized with the movie."

Listening to his words, Mo Ci suddenly felt a sore pain in his heart as if being poked by someone. This kind of pain was a good thing. It made him suddenly realize that he could not and would not accept a certain day in the future. The ending of Yu Chu's "Beginner's Life".

Get what you want.

Of course he will get what he wants.

Now no one will doubt who the acquaintance Mo Ci said just now, with Yu Chu's paragraph, they will only say that the director and the actor echo each other and affirm each other, and they will only feel the emotional fluctuation between the two .Many years later, some people will remember this blessing for the future and the destined eternal life.

Mo Ci watched him walk down, he thought for a while, and chose to stand up like Yu Chu just now and wait for him to come.

Yu Chu kept looking at him and smiling when he walked to his seat, and hugged him when he got there.

"It seems that Venice didn't give me a chance."

Yu Chu understood that he was referring to the one in the car, the chance to be crowned king.

"You didn't give me a chance, did you?" Yu Chu said, and then handed the Volpi cup in his hand to him, "I gave it to you. You said you don't like heavy things, this should be regarded as The first one." If no one had given him this before.

Mo Ci took it with a smile, then bowed his head and kissed the trophy. He hadn't even kissed his own silver lion just now, but now he bowed his head for this. "Thank you, it's the first one, I like it very much." When he raised his head, Mo Ci said so.

Yu Chu looked at Mo Ci, as if he saw the fireworks in full bloom in his eyes, not when he was alone on the Savior's Day, almost turning the sky into daytime splendor, but having someone to be with him.

That's how a romance would be written, he'd meet someone while watching fireworks.And then, that's how a romantic story unfolds on him.

"I'm glad you like it." Yu Chu said.

"By the way, have you been to Venice before?"

"When I came, it was the Savior's Day. There were fireworks at night. The fireworks were so beautiful that they almost turned the sky into day. But I was alone at the time, and I always felt that something was missing."

"If you followed the way a romantic story is written, Lance, you should have met someone while watching the fireworks."

"Unfortunately no, no romance has unfolded like this for me."

"That's really a pity, it seems that Venice is not a good city for you."

"No, it's a good city, although the fireworks aren't."

At the end of the night, Mo Ci posted a Weibo—“@莫句: Thank you. [Picture]” was accompanied by a photo of himself kissing the best actor’s Volpi cup.

One or two minutes later, Yu Chu also posted a Weibo, which also had only one word, thank you in French, but he had two accompanying pictures, the first one was the Silver Lion Award he was holding in his hand, and the other was It was he and Mo Ci standing side by side, with bright lights behind them, scattered scattered on their clothes, like the light spots when the fireworks are about to burn out.