One of the entertainment circles goes west

According to the itinerary, Dao Long had just arrived in Cannes and was invited to accept interviews with foreign media with the crew of "Biography of Su Mei". The interview lasted from the afternoon to the evening. They all dealt with it calmly, and their smooth and witty made the young actors envious.

Back at the hotel, it was already very late, and it was too late for everyone to go out for food. Daolong simply ordered the hotel's meal delivery service, and had dinner with all the crew in the hotel room. Zhou Ling was still reminiscing about the wonderful interview in the afternoon, excited Said: "Director, have you been preparing for this interview for a long time?"

Daolong was not full from the plane meal, and was devouring the baguette: "I can't say I'm prepared, but I basically know what I will be asked."

Zhang Jie nodded: "The effort accumulated as an actor in the past few years is finally not in vain." Taking the opportunity to educate the young actors in the studio: "You all learn a little bit, maybe you will be able to use it at any time."

She noticed that Daolong often looked at his phone subconsciously, knowing that he must be waiting for news from Zheng Tianyang, and asked, "Has he contacted you?"

Daolon shook his head.

Zhang Jie was a little worried: "Can I still make it? At least fifteen hours' flight."

Daolong was quite calm: "It should be fine."

Dao Xiaofeng was also quite sure: "Sister Zhang, don't worry, Mr. Zheng will definitely be there!" She still didn't dare to eat meat, eating vegetables and salads was boring, and pulled Zhou Ling to hide away from the gang of feasting people. People are far away.

The two girls chewed lettuce leaves face to face, Dao Xiaofeng threw the knife and fork angrily, looked at the clock in the hotel room, and muttered: "Is it past twelve noon in China?" She opened the hotel room The wall-mounted TV, and said to Zhou Ling with a gossipy face: "See if we're on the entertainment news in Cannes?"

As soon as it was switched to domestic satellite TV news, Xiaofeng suddenly stammered and called out: "Brother! Watch it quickly! Mr. Zheng is on TV!"

Everyone was taken aback, and gathered around the TV with their dinner plates.

There was an interview with Zheng Tianyang on the TV, and the headline under the news scrolled impressively [The strongest comeback in the history of the entertainment industry, Yue Yang invested [-] billion to annex Ponzi].

Holding a plate of spaghetti, Zhang Jie was so shocked by the shocking news that she almost spat out: "Who annexed whom?"

The media present were more excited than Zhang Jie, scrambling to hold up the microphone and hand it to Zheng Tianyang.A reporter asked: "Mr. Zheng, how did you absorb 500 billion investment from domestic and overseas in a short period of time, and counterattack Yueyang with a heavy blow?"

Zheng Tianyang was wearing a custom-made suit, and his hairstyle had returned to its original straight roots. Obviously, he was well prepared for this press conference. Facing the camera, he looked like a king like me: "Actually, I have never left Yueyang, just Strategically adjusted the company's strategy and temporarily retreated behind the scenes for a while."

The reporter asked: "But there have been rumors in the industry that you and Mr. Yu Yue, another founder of Yueyang, were impeached and stepped down by him because you had a disagreement with him. Is this true?"

Zheng Tianyang laughed: "Have you seen the official announcement for such an important change?" Shrugged: "It's just a rumor, not to be believed."

"So this time Yueyang's annexation of Ponzi was a plan jointly arranged by you and Mr. Yu Yue?" A reporter boldly asked.

Zheng Tianyang's expression was quite disapproving: "How can you say that, the cooperation between the two companies is a win-win situation." The corners of his lips curled up sarcastically: "If Ponzi didn't have a strong sense of cooperation with Yueyang, how could the new joint venture be like this? successfully facilitated."

The media captured Zheng Tianyang's tiny and fleeting expression, and the flash flashed wildly for a while.

Another reporter couldn't wait to hand over the microphone: "You have condescended to work in a small studio with a capital injection of less than [-] million for more than half a year since you retired from Yueyang. Is this also your strategic adjustment?"

Someone interjected again: "May I ask if The Legend of Su Mei, which is being exhibited in Cannes, is a work invested by Yue Yang, or a work invested by you personally?"

Zheng Tianyang's expression froze slightly, and he immediately asked with a smile: "Do you think there is a difference?"

The reporter wanted to ask more questions, but Yue Yang's public relations director stepped forward: "I'm sorry, everyone, Mr. Zheng Tianyang has other schedules for a while, and today's press conference is over."

It wasn't until the TV screen switched to another news that everyone finally digested the news.Tian Mu scratched his head: "I have to change my name to Mr. Zheng again."

Zhou Ling looked rejoicing: "Fortunately, I have the foresight, and I have never changed it."

Zhang Jie is also very pleased with the result: "It doesn't matter what it is called, but what is certain is that I will not have to work hard to solicit investment in the future, which is a good thing."

Dao Xiaofeng was immersed in the good show of the Jedi's counterattack and was very excited: "Brother, I knew that Mr. Zheng hid something, and you are really not mean. Acting with Mr. Zheng, even cheated us together!!! !"

Everyone looked at Daolong in unison, but Daolong kept a sullen face and remained strangely silent.

Seeing Dao Long's face, Dao Xiaofeng felt that something was wrong, and asked cautiously, "He didn't even tell you?"

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In the evening of the next day, this beautiful and quiet seaside city in France ushered in its annual prosperity, and the closing ceremony of the Cannes Film Festival was about to begin.

The "Biography of Su Mei" sentence was prepared under the arrangement of the organizing committee, and a dispatcher with a beard went to the backstage to compare and tidy up: "10 minutes."

Dao Xiaofeng immediately felt that the skirt of the evening dress was too tight, and she was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. Zhou Ling who was next to her also found that her hairstyle was messed up after two hours. It was a mess of wheezing and wheezing.

Zhang Jie shook her head as she watched, and turned her eyes to Daolong, wanting him to say a few words to stabilize the morale of the army, but found that Daolong was sitting aside, talking on the phone.

She intuited that since the news about Yue Yang came out yesterday, Daolong had been preoccupied and was obviously out of shape. She no longer asked Zheng Tianyang if he could come, and she no longer bothered what Daolong should do. She arranged for an accompanying person. Assistant as a backup plan.

After Daolong hung up the phone, Zhang Jie went up and said, "I'll let Xiaojin get on in a while."

Daolong paused: "No, I already have arrangements." He looked at his watch: "He's already arrived."

As soon as the words were finished, the bearded dispatcher came backstage again: "5 minutes." Everyone was in a mood, and it was Song Yan who followed the dispatcher.

Everyone in the background stopped their movements in unison.

Song Yan was wearing a black Ermenegildo Zegna dress, standing at the door gracefully, smiling and complaining to Daolong: "Director, please let me attend such an important occasion next time, can you inform me earlier?" She flicked her hair: "I didn't even have time to ask my chief stylist."

Daolong also smiled: "Next time... I will try my best."

Song Yan's face moved slightly when he heard the "next time" promised by Daolong.Daolong still stood up, and said to the crew members indifferently: "Let's go, now it's our turn to be the owner of the red carpet."

With Song Yan and Dao Long, two regular guests of the International Film Festival, the entire crew of "The Legend of Sumei" became the focus of attention when they made their debut.

Since the last time they played a pair of same-sex lovers in the award-winning film "The Future Will Never End", foreign media reporters have never seen these two people side by side on the stage, and saw Daolong Songyan, two oriental characters with very different styles. The handsome guy appeared in the same shot, excitedly pressing the shutter.Someone sighed in the audience: "Thereturn of the eastern moviekings!!! (The Return of the Eastern Movie King)"

A foreign media reporter who had met Song Yan a few times seized the opportunity to interview Song Yan: "Song, we have not seen you for quite a long time on this stage, what pushed you back here?" (Song Yan, you have not appeared on this stage for a long time, what brought you back here? "

Song Yan hugged Daolong's shoulder with a smile: "He is my director now, Iamcomingbackforhin."

After a pause, Daolong also put his arms around Song Yan, and by the way put his arms around Xiaofeng Zhou Ling who was standing on the other side of him and other "Su Mei Biography" crew members, and seriously corrected the media: "No, wearecomingbackfor【her】."

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Zheng Tianyang felt that when the Cannes awards ceremony was held, the red carpet ceremony was over and the awards ceremony was about to begin. Daolong was smoking in the backstage lounge. When he looked up, he saw the dusty Zheng Tianyang walking towards him, he wrinkled slightly Eyebrows, eyes sinking.

Zheng Tianyang met Daolong's sharp gaze, with a lazy smile as always: "Sorry, I'm late because the plane is late. Do you still have my admission ticket?"

Daolong squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette: "It's a joke, with Mr. Zheng's ability, it's not easy to get an admission ticket of this size?"

Zheng Tianyang's smile froze: "If it's about Yue Yang, I can go back and explain it to you..."

Daolong waved his hand and interrupted Zheng Tianyang: "Okay, I'm really afraid of you now. You can act in front of anyone, and your acting skills are so good, why don't you get yourself a best actor nomination?"

"I didn't want to act in front of you." Zheng Tianyang paused, "When you came to pay back the money, I did feel a little unhappy with Yu Yue. He didn't like me being with you and deliberately claimed in front of you that I was bankrupt. You heard that I accepted 5000 million after I went bankrupt, and I hoped to get back together with you, so you didn't say anything more."

The more Daolong thought about it, the more angry he became: "A person who can easily get 500 billion, why pretend to be obsessed with my 5000 million?"

Zheng Tianyang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Daolong waited for Zheng Tianyang, Zheng Tianyang touched his nose embarrassingly, and restrained his smile.

He looked at Daolong seriously, solemnly and gently: "Believe it or not, for me, this 5000 million is the most successful investment in my life, and it is more meaningful than anything else."

Daolong bit his cigarette and stopped talking.

"I admit that in the future, the more you open your heart to me now, the less I will find the opportunity to be honest with you. I'm afraid you will have deep-rooted prejudices against the original Zheng Tianyang."

Daolong puffed out a long puff of smoke, and his facial expression was blurred behind the smoke. He asked bitterly, "Do you really think you can turn your hands into clouds and your hands into rain?"

Before Zheng Tianyang answered, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open. Song Yan hurried to find Daolong, and when he saw Zheng Tianyang, he was slightly startled, and said to Daolong, "The awards ceremony will begin soon."

Daolong extinguished the cigarette, stopped looking at Zheng Tianyang, and followed Song Yan back to the awards venue.

In the distance, the door of the Cannes awards venue was slammed shut before Zheng Tianyang's eyes.

Zheng Tianyang looked at the closed door and smiled indifferently.

He hadn't come to tell Daolon in a hurry, and he didn't dare to walk into the award ceremony venue that seemed to him to be cursed.

He still has a lot of things that he didn't have time to explain to Daolong one by one.

However, he is not worried at all, he still has a lifetime to explain to Daolong slowly.

Zheng Tianyang untied the bow tie of the evening dress specially made for tonight with one hand, passed through the empty red carpet outside the venue, and sat down on the steps at the entrance of the venue under the vigilant eyes of the security personnel, leisurely Lighted a cigarette for himself.

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One of the entertainment circles all the way to the west