Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

"What's the matter, you just went to shoot a big cover photo, why are you in a bad mood?" Xu Zihe was driving the car, turning his head to look at Mo Ci at the red light.

"Yeah, I'm in a bad mood." Mo Ci lowered his head, "The duck that reached its mouth flew away, and I let it go with my own hands. It's no wonder I'm in a good mood."

"You mean Lance Meroving?" Xu Zihe asked, "No, according to your temperament, it's already in this situation, and instead of dragging someone to the hotel to open a room, you say goodbye in a chic way, it's too strange. "

Mo Ci lazily said, "Yes, is it unusual?"

"Don't you like him the most?" Xu Zihe remembered Mo Ci's evaluation of Meroving at the beginning, "What kind of artwork can cause Stendhal syndrome?"

Mo Ci didn't speak anymore, he was very confused now, he remembered what Meroving said.

——"Do you ask me if I want you? I will tell you the answer, I want you, but I am different from others, I want more, I am more greedy, unless I can get all of you, otherwise I will not will be satisfied."

"It's what you said about hitting the straight ball, and I'm telling you all about it now."

At that moment, he finally understood what the greed in Yu Chu's eyes was, but unfortunately...

Oh, by the way, how did he answer it then?His smile was perfunctory and polite, and he said lazily, "Sorry, what I hate the most is people who like me, you've met them before."

"Hey hey," Xu Zihe said, "what are you thinking?"

Mo Ci raised his eyes and smiled, "It's nothing, the light will be green soon, let's drive. Anyway, the road is blocked, I'll sleep for a while."

Xu Zihe sighed, "Okay, I'm really your driver."

The roads in Pingjing were indeed so congested that the time spent on the road was long enough, long enough for Mo Ci to recall the previous events in his dreams——

"In 1989, the Italian psychiatrist Grazila Maglini published the book "Lasindromedi Stendha" (Lasindromedi Stendha), in which she introduced this particular disorder. Many tourists who travel to Florence will become Indulging in the luxurious and beautiful artistic atmosphere in groups, they will be shocked by this beauty, and under the stimulation, symptoms such as dizziness, dizziness, and rapid heartbeat will occur. In severe cases, they will even sweat profusely, stomach pain, consciousness Vague. The disease was named in 1979 after the French writer Stendhal, who recorded a similar experience while visiting Florence in 1817."

two and a half years ago.

"My great beauty," Xu Zihe picked up the iced Americano and took a big sip before he felt that he had gone through the heat of early summer, "Let's save it, you've seen all these male stars, even if it's according to your standards You can pick out ten or eight lovers, but now, you can't pick out a leading role, so this is not the way."

Mo Ci stirred the coffee in the cup, "Do you know what Stendhal syndrome means?"

"what?"

Mo Ci felt that it was really difficult to communicate with such an illiterate person, so he pushed the sunglasses he was wearing. "In 1817, Stendhal came to Italy and indulged in the masterpieces of the Renaissance in Florence all day long. He visited the tombs of Michelangelo, Galileo and Machiavelli in the Basilica of Santa Croce, and suddenly felt confused and his heart trembled violently. , Every step I took, I felt like I was going to fall. The doctor diagnosed that it was because of the frequent appreciation of artworks and the psychological over-excitement. This rare disease caused by a strong sense of beauty was later called 'Stendhal Syndrome'."

After Mo Ci finished speaking, he laughed, and pushed back his long hair that covered his eyes, "The hero I want is like this, with a strong sense of beauty, enough to make people feel the trembling of the soul, in other words , he himself must be a work of art, the kind of work of art that can cause Stendhal syndrome. Only then can it be."

"Hehe," Xu Zihe laughed a few times, "Where can I find the muse-like description of your dream? Oh, yes, if Lou Que is still there, it would be fine, but it's a pity that Lou Que is missing." Discovered by Mo Ci, this Oscar-winning Chinese native has an astonishing face. This is the only person Xu Zihe now thinks is worthy of Mo Ci's description.

"Who else can you find? What kind of face do you want? Don't tell me you want to shoot a movie for one year and cast for two years?"

Mo Ci took a sip of coffee, feeling that he preferred the taste of wine to the bitter taste. "Actually, it's not impossible. And to be honest, if Lou Que is there, I don't particularly want to use him. I always feel that something is still missing."

"Two years?" Xu Zihe shot himself in the foot with a rock, "I don't think you can find it in two years according to your standard. How many buildings are there in this world? Oh, by the way, you can't even see buildings. Come on, is it possible that you plan to drag a person on the street and go directly to plastic surgery to make it look like you want? The crew has already been formed, and the supporting roles have signed contracts. I will pay you to death, okay!"

Xu Zihe babbled a lot, but found that Mo Ci didn't listen to him at all, but stared out the window instead.

"What are you looking at?" Xu Zihe followed Mo Ci's gaze, and a man in a suit and leather shoes leaning against the Porsche outside was talking on the phone. He had black hair and blue eyes, as if he had stepped out of a classical oil painting in the Middle Ages. It also piles up an elegant and superior temperament that can only be produced by years of accumulation.

"This... looks good, and has a better temperament." Xu Zihe said.

"I also feel that this is the artwork in my heart." Mo Ci said and stood up, "It seems that it doesn't take two years, just one day. Once in a while."

Xu Zihe watched his director Mo Da suddenly run out, took another sip of coffee, and could only lament that for the sake of art, there are always people who are crazy. After all, Mo Ci was not so active when he was playing Huashuong.

When Mo Zhi walked in front of him, he heard that the other party was speaking French with the person on the phone. He stood in front of him and smiled, signaling the other party to talk on the phone first.The other party smiled, and looked indifferent to the sudden appearance of a person in front of him. He said a few more words to the person on the phone and hung up the phone.

"Bonjour, jesuis Morgan, unréalisateur. (Hello, I'm Mo Ci, a director.)" When the other party hung up the phone, Mo Ci stretched out his hand, tilted his head and smiled at him, "Puis-jevousren contrer (can give me A chance to meet you?)"

"Lance Merovingian," Merovingian reached out and took his, "Votrefran? aisest trèsauthentique. (Your French is very authentic.)"

"J'aidéj à passéuncertain temps à Paris, donclefran? aispeuten core parler. Merovingian, jepeux vousoffriruncaféSivousavezletemps.

Merovingian nodded, with an indescribable tenderness hidden in his eyes. "Commnetdonc. (Of course.)"

Xu Zihe looked at the two people standing together talking and laughing at Yanyan through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and lamented that it was someone like Mo Ci who struck up a conversation to get good results. If it was him, he would probably be regarded as a crazy uncle. .He turned his gaze and saw a flashing light over there, and went out after drinking the rest of the coffee. Sure enough, it was his destiny to come out and negotiate with the reporters of these gossip tabloids.

in the cafe.

"Probably so."

Mo Ci told Meroving about his script, "What do you think?"

"It's a very good script. If you shoot it, it will definitely look good." Meroving said.

"It's a pity, there isn't a male protagonist who is as good as a work of art that I like." Mo Ci rolled his eyes and looked at him with his chin propped up, "Meroving, although it's very presumptuous, I still want to ask, can you be me?" lead actor?"

Mo Luowen was silent, his eyes fell on Mo Ci's face, this is a beautiful face, and the appearance of making the request at the moment is also touching, no one can bear to refuse it.In fact, there is no need for him to find someone to play this role. He himself is a rare treasure that is more precious than those material works of art. "If I understand correctly, you mean, I give you my heart?"

"That's right," Mo Ci looked at him with a faint smile, "Of course you vote for me."

"Did you see Mo Ci today? Didn't you agree to see him two days later? Thanks to me, I'm still a matchmaker for you."

Merovingian looked up at him.

"Hey, I'm not following you," Brandon said, "I'm just going out with a beauty, and I happen to meet you and that beauty sitting in a coffee shop chatting. Tsk tsk tsk, it's so beautiful, if I don't like men , I will definitely..."

"What must it be?"

Brandon stopped, and smiled flatteringly, "You just pretend I didn't say anything. But, what did you talk to that oriental beauty, I think he looks at you differently from others."

Meroving thought of Mo Ci's smiling eyes, "He wants me to make his movie."

"Make a movie? Well, Lance, you definitely didn't agree to him, you are from the Merovingian family, how could those old-fashioned in your family allow you to do this kind of thing? Lance, can you just listen to me, no I'm playing on my phone."

"But," Meroving raised the phone towards him, "I have already agreed."

"You..." Brandon sighed, "Are you wasting your time on beauty?"

"It's not a waste of time," Meroving laughed. "He will become my most precious collection."

Seeing his smile like this, Brandon suddenly felt a little cold, paused and said, "Lance, I don't think that oriental beauty will do what you think, he looks like such a rebellious person, who can Hold him in your hand?"

"That's the challenge, isn't it?" Merovingian asked him.

Brandon sighed, "Lance, people are not objects. If you want a painting, you can buy it with money, and if you want a sculpture, you can find someone else to exchange it, but people are not like this, especially people like Mo Ci. , he can't be a canary in your castle, just like everything else, you arrange his place and stay there obediently. You'd better figure out what's in your heart first, figure out These, you won't regret it in the future."