Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

After Xu Zihe came back from dealing with the matter, only Mo Ci was left sitting there alone, "How is your chat with your destined one?"

"Lance Meroving, who traveled to China with his friends, is French, but I think he should be of mixed race. Art dealer, I guess his family background should be very good. It is difficult to do this business without any background. Gentleman, considerate, knowledgeable and experienced, although he is not very old, he is very comfortable when talking, has a good temperament, and the most important thing is that he is too good-looking, which is very suitable for me." Mo Ci said so, it is indeed true To his liking, he is most obsessed with that kind of temperament. If he is standing in an old castle with a cup of Ceylon black tea in his hand, it will definitely make people feel that he has returned to the aristocratic era full of class. There will always be someone willing to kiss the back of his hand and Vamp, open up new territories for him.

"Wait, stop, is he willing to be your hero or your servant? Is it useful for you to boast? Also, you said that he is not old, but how old are you? You are only 25 ?"

Mo Ci recalled the person sitting across from him just now, with a clean face, deep facial features as if drawn out, and blue eyes that were clear and bright.

He laughed, "He will promise me."

"Promise you what?"

Mo Ci took a sip of his coffee and felt that the taste of the coffee was much better than before, so he couldn't help squinting his eyes, "Both of them."

"Director Mo, I know you are beautiful and talented, but that Mr. Meroving doesn't seem to be soft-tempered and easy-going. How could he agree to be your heroine just after meeting you? He must have It’s not a matter of business, how can I save you a year and a half just to make a movie? I look at his clothes and the car behind him, he is definitely not short of money. And he still has that kind of temperament, maybe his family is What a big family." He recently watched a drama about the European Middle Ages, and his mind was full of disputes between those big families.

"I'm sorry," Mo Ci raised his phone and nodded at him, "He has already agreed, you go and prepare the contract."

Xu Zihe looked at the words on Mo Ci's phone, "This is French, I can't understand it."

"Oh," Mo Ci explained to him with a smile, "This sentence means that he likes me and asked me if I would like to spend the night with him."

Xu Zihe showed a perfunctory smile, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

Mo Ci sighed, "I didn't expect to be discovered by you."

"..."

After signing the contract, Mo Ci shook hands with Meroving, "It's a great honor to have a leading actor like you, Meroving."

"You can just call me Lance, it's too polite to call me Merovingian." Merovingian said sincerely, "But I'm not good at acting, I need you to teach me."

I need you to teach me.

Mo Ci thought that it might be more interesting if this sentence appeared in other places, but after all, work is work. Now that Xu Zihe and Merovingian's friend Brandon are still there, he would not be in front of these people. Say something flirtatiously straight to the face, but it's okay to be more ambiguous. "Of course, you are my hero, I will teach you well, and I will teach you more things, Lance."

After the actor was confirmed, everything went on the right track. Under the urging of director Mo Da who had a huge investment, Xu Zihe pulled up the entire crew in less than two weeks, and during this time, director Mo Da only did one thing The only thing is to choose clothes for your leading actor in the script.

He finally decided on the most important set of Merovingian clothes in "Stendhal Syndrome", and he was naturally in high spirits. "Lance, don't worry, I don't need you to use the skills and performances that actors are used to. You just need to be yourself and let your emotions out a little. Your temperament, appearance, and everything else is The copy of Mr. Y in my heart, to be honest, if I hadn’t written this script before I met you, I would definitely think you are my muse, Xu Zihe is right, you are my destiny. "Actually, the leading actor in this movie has no name at all, but Mo Ci collectively called him Mr. Y for convenience.

The romantic world of the French is well known, but at least now, Merovingian feels another kind of romance. This person from the introverted and dignified ancient oriental country showed him such a sweet accent, direct, warm and frank, so well-matched in matching. With his expression and appearance, even he felt that his heart rate was unstable.

Brandon is right, people are not objects, and he cannot collect a person like a work of art.But this person, this person, he still wants to keep him, wants to hold him in his hands, and another way to store it is also fine.

"There are not too many shots in Huaguo. We have to go out after shooting, and we must not let Florence go. If we need to shoot some more shots after shooting there, we may go to France to shoot scenes. After all, I still I am more used to France. Where is your hometown, we can go there then.” Mo Ci asked, he also wanted to know which piece of land in France could grow such a person, completely in line with his aesthetics, superior And elegant.Is it Avignon where the Pope once lived, Reims where the kings were crowned, Provence with high-quality wines, Milan as a "barometer" of consumption and design, and Rouen with a thousand-year history?

"Reims."

"Lance? The pronunciation of your name is actually similar to the pronunciation of your hometown." Mo Ci smiled, "I have been there once before, and the champagne in Lance is very famous." Although he doesn't like champagne that much, he has heard of it. great reputation there.

Merovingian sat on the sofa, "The champagne is really good, but there are some other special things there, I can take you there."

"Of course, spending time with you sounds like a wonderful thing."

"By the way, Mo Ci, I'm not very good at Chinese, will it have a big impact then?"

Because of the background of the script, "Stendhal Syndrome" has all the lines in English, and he has also seen Merovingian's English before. He has a very beautiful British accent. As soon as he hears it, he knows that he has found a private tutor to teach him little by little. Comes out the way it looks, so it doesn't have much of an impact.To say that the only influence may be in the usual communication with other people. "It's not a big problem. You can speak English. Even if there are other situations, I can help you translate. But you said you are not very good at Chinese, what do you mean?"

"Yes." Merovingian nodded, "I can only speak a few words."

"Which sentences?" Mo Ci switched to Chinese, "Hello? Goodbye?"

Meroving looked up at him, a pair of blue eyes fixed on the person in front of him, speaking Chinese word by word, "I like you."

Mo Ci was stunned.

The person sitting in front of him was the most beautiful face in his mind, and he was also wearing the French shirt and trousers he had carefully selected, and said with a smile, I like you, with a bit of exotic emphasis, no matter how you look at it, it is impressive I can't bear to refuse and even want to rush to the scene.Although he knew that the person sitting opposite him probably didn't know the meaning of these words combined.

Sure enough, Merovingian explained, "My friend said it. He told me that this sentence is very commonly used, just like our greeting."

"Then your friend should be joking with you, he lied to you," Mo Ci laughed, "This sentence is used to express love in Chinese, and according to the tradition of this country, this kind of words are spoken separately Come out to treat the one you love."

"Really?" Merovingian smiled, "Fortunately, I haven't said that to anyone else besides you."

"I heard that you have found a male lead in your new play?" Bei Ran asked while waiting for the waiter to serve the food, "Who is it? He's not from the industry."

"I knew you had no good intentions in inviting me to dinner." Bei Ran is Huaxuan's gold agent, and Mo Ci was very clear about what he meant when he asked such a question, but he had discussed these issues with Meroving before. "I've already asked, he won't enter the circle, he's just helping me make a movie, don't even think about it."

"Don't be so absolute, it's always okay to meet each other. Not all the little boys and girls I brought with me wanted to debut, but in the end, they were still addicted to this circle and couldn't extricate themselves, and they were willing to follow my plan. Go down according to the established rules and regulations?" Beiran still has this kind of self-confidence, and his star-making ability is second to none in the country.

"That's because your artists have been worn away by you, and they have become products on the assembly line. They are matched with human design to build temperament and finally simulate life. If you act too much, the mask can't be taken off. But my male lead, definitely not Your type." Mo Ci tied up his hair, "No one can change him, he is just fine."

Bei Ran took a sip of lemonade, "So, in your new movie, he is the real character?"

"Why do you keep telling me what to say today, Beiran, you are a film and television company, not gossip paparazzi?"

"Why don't friends ask each other," Bei Ran laughed, "Also, you said that he was just helping you make this movie. This sentence sounds full of ambiguity."

"Yeah." Mo Ci nodded while cutting the steak, "It's really ambiguous." A man who only met once in a foreign country decided to put aside other things and set foot in a field he had never touched before. No matter how you listen to it, the French nobleman in the movie feels that he has ulterior motives, but he thinks that there is nothing else worthy of the attention of a person like the other party, except himself.

"No, you never flirt with others, you always hit a home run, no, I really want to see who is it that can make you patient in this kind of thing." He and Rong Qing Mo Ci, who only met after getting acquainted, was also amazed by his appearance when he first saw him, but the other party was obviously more slutty than him, so much so that he was willing to bow down and choose to be a pure friend.

"When the filming is over, you will have a chance to meet." Mo Ci tilted his head to look at him, "But by then, he should be more than just my leading actor."

Bei Ran curled her lips and said nothing, yes, not only the hero, but also the ex-lover, the ex-lover, or the ex-lover.

After all, Mo Ci indulges in pleasure and loves the new and dislikes the old, so no one can restrain his hands and feet and let him stay.

If there is......

If there is, that person must be God

— the God of Moci.