Li Xiaole was touched with sea water on his face. Looking at the sweet and dignified face with his eyes closed, he was speechless on the spot... Damn~ This is really a good person, I can't be a good person. I'm even spitting my saliva on my face. Your woman must have been a Star Zerg in her previous life...

Of course, although Li Xiaole, who was covered in water, was still treated like a hero. Seeing the drowning beauty regaining her normal breathing, everyone at the scene stood up and ovated and screamed. Li Xiaole felt a little embarrassed and trotted away from the scene.

"lin~ are you okay?" "lin is awake~" Everyone in the crew rushed to help the Chinese beauty up. The beauty opened her eyes with difficulty, looking at Li Xiaole who was walking away wearing a T-shirt from a distance. Her eyes were very complicated. I didn't know whether to thank him or blame him...

In addition to this little episode, Li Xiaole's first day in Cannes was perfect, but his good mood only lasted for this short day. When he got up the next morning, something happened that made him feel a little depressed.

After getting up, a French TV program started to be played on the TV in the hotel bedroom. The subtitles were broadcasted under the screen, showing that fans who came to participate in the live events in Cannes held a ballot box at the entrance of the Movie Palace. The data on the "My Favorite Movie" voting activity, and currently his "If You Are the One" ranked only with 987 votes (ranked, and ranked fifth from the bottom among all the 33 films that came to participate in the film festival...

Not to mention that it is not as good as the first place "Kill Bill 2" 3 (90 votes, even compared with the Chinese movies of the same period, Wang Jiawei's "46" ranked third with 30,025, and Zhang Yimou's "The Ambush" ranked eighth with 21,890 votes. Even the film "Journey" directed by Tian Zhuang and young director Yang Cao ranked 23rd with 2,386 votes...

Li Xiaole was extremely depressed, fucking...I am embarrassed by a Chinese movie... Although I know that my directorial level is far inferior, this result still disappointed him a little. It felt really uncomfortable to have a basin of cold water poured on his face when he stepped onto the international stage for the first time.

However, he was too lazy to think so much. Today he didn't have anything to do. He still had to write a detailed script of "Let the Bullets Fly". After having a tedious French meal with more than a dozen tableware in a hotel restaurant, Li Xiaole returned to his room and started writing a detailed script of "Let the Bullets Fly". However, after scratching his head for a long time, he couldn't find that feeling. In a strange environment, he was unable to enter a calm creative state.

When Lei Ting came to Li Xiaole's room, she saw him squatting in the corner with a strange expression and looked frustrated. She walked over and squatted down and stared at him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Don't you want me to help you write the script? Don't you write it?"

"Who said I won't write anymore~!" Li Xiaole rolled his eyes and shouted: "Sister Tingting, you're ready to record, I'm starting."

The script of "Let the Bullets Fly" originally only wrote an outline, and the details were not completed. Now it is to be turned into a detailed storyboard script that can be filmed and used. He mainly narrated it. Then Lei Ting wrote down what he said, which is much more efficient than writing scripts alone. Moreover, once described it with his mouth, he can easily correct many details that are easy to ignore.

More importantly, for the grasp of the entire story environment, Li Xiaole needs Lei Ting to describe it in an objective manner. His writing directly into words is likely to change the charm. "Let the Bullets Fly" is a very unique film, and it must be filmed with flavor.

But after chatting for a while, Li Xiaole felt more and more that the stories she said were completely different from the one she remembered. Lei Ting also had obvious deviations when she listened to the descriptions she had modified.

"Wait, let's take a break first." Li Xiaole sighed helplessly, stood up and walked for a while, and he felt a strange atmosphere destroying his emotions. Looking around, the huge viewing windows, the beautiful balcony concave into the room, the open layout, the warm tones, and the facade with a distinct Art Deco style, it looked harmonious and unified, and the designer also made full use of the bright light and the spectacular panoramic view, which would definitely not cause any visual violation.

The feeling that he gave him was too leisurely and comfortable, completely making him feel like a horse bandit who was leaping on horseback in troubled times in "Let the Bullets Fly". Li Xiaole immediately frowned. No wonder he felt "wild" in his heart. Now the environment in this room is too comfortable and too quiet!

He needed to find a more wild and rough environment. Is there such a place in the Bariere Matestic Hotel? Thinking of this, he immediately called the service desk and asked the hotel staff in stiff English for a long time, and finally came up with a place that satisfies him.

La Croisset Cinema, next to the Hotel Matestic, Barierjel, is the largest themed film city in the world and a service project of the Cannes Film Festival.

In the movie city, not only are there various theme props displayed for famous movies, but the behind-the-scenes teams from all over the world put the props and costumes they made in the props and costumes, allowing the filmmakers who come to attend the film festival to visit. They can purchase and rent props, which are tax-free, and they can also sign team employment contracts on site.

There are also various catering and gambling activities, which are places that specialize in entertaining filmmakers from all over the world. They are not open to ordinary audiences and there is absolutely no need to wait for queuing up to enter.

After understanding the situation, Li Xiaole waved to Lei Ting and said, "Follow me." Then he picked up a laptop, paper and pen, and several books left the study, and walked all the way out of the hotel. He arrived at the yellow wall with a huge Troy poster of twenty square meters. On the left was the Lacroixet Film City, which had a architectural style similar to the Louvre.

Compared to the modern movie city, it is more like a European castle, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling. Li Xiaole, wearing a casual floral T-shirt provided by the hotel, is now like an inconspicuous follower of an Asian director. He exchanged his guest license plate for the ticket, and Lei Ting, who was puzzled, entered the crowded movie city.

In the marble-built hall, warm orange lights overflowed through the glass doors, leaving a long shadow on the gorgeous steps, making the atmosphere look extremely unique. Thousands of movie people from all over the world chat and play. Some exchange business cards and DVDs together, while others gather together to discuss the development trends of future movies.

Li Xiaole didn't look at the handsome white guys and beauties next to her at all. She just quickly walked through a themed display stand full of metal armor, science fiction machinery, series such as Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, etc., and went directly to the deepest corner, a "nostalgic Hong Kong Martial Arts Movie Corner".

Looking at the rows of clothes hangers with Chinese Qing Dynasty costumes and the snow-white and shiny swords, Li Xiaole was still a little dissatisfied, but there were few people here and no one paid attention to it, which was suitable for him to think about the script.

"What are we doing here?" Lei Ting held the computer, not understanding what Li Xiaole used for.

"What else can I do? I need a good creative environment for writing scripts." Li Xiaole looked around the surrounding environment, confirming that no one else would appear in this corner.

"Is the environment in the room bad just now?" Lei Ting felt that the artist Li Xiaole's temper was really a bit perverted, so how could he have such a strange idea?

"What I want is a 'unrestrained' creative environment." Li Xiaole said, with a violent expression, throwing an ancient official uniform on the ground, then kicking the imitation weapons on the weapon stand to the ground, then turning around and pushing a lion dance to his head.

In Lei Ting's stunnedness, he made this corner mess, and then after he pressed the lion's head, Li Xiaole slightly found the "wild" feeling in the original version, and looked at Lei Ting with a hideous face and said, "Now I'll say, you write it down."

Now his feeling is right. Now the music and pictures in "Let the Bullets Fly" are circling in his mind like a spell, and he wishes he could pop out.

Looking at Li Xiaole with the lion dance head in front of her, Lei Ting was speechless. She was a weird person in the eyes of ordinary people, but she only felt that Li Xiaole's forehead was obviously engraved with the word "pervert", which was more than ten times more strange than her.

"The first scene, the green mountains and white stones, the roads of the passes, the eagle soars in the sky, the rails penetrate straight into the distance, the back of the head is close to the track, listen~~

In a moment, the head rose up lightly, gave up and analyzed, inserted his fingers into the ear hole, and dug them clean.

Listen again! The rails trembled, and the rumbling sound came from far to near.

Woo~~The whistle is very hiss~

When my head flipped, my head turned straight, my eyes were frightened, and the train came from here!

The iron wheel flew, the white smoke rolled, the blood flag flew, the wind and lightning, and ten white horses appeared suddenly, leading two carriages to roar ~~”

Li Xiaole, who was in a state, was chanting the scene in his mind with his eyes closed and dancing with his feet.

At this time, in the prop castle, many of the directors from all over the country who were looking for props nearby who participated in the Cannes Film Festival heard the strange movements here, and they all came to this corner to watch from afar, Li Xiaole, who was dancing with the lion dance head, was curious and whispering.

"Ferrell, do you know who this person is? What he does here? Is he speaking Chinese? Is your mother not Chinese? Translate what he is talking about?" A French director in his forties asked in English.

"He seems to be talking about a script. I don't understand his description of vocabulary very much, it seems to be a conversation between some movie characters." The Frenchman with an Asian face next to him obviously understood some Chinese, and he also found it very interesting to listen to it, so he began to translate to his director friend what Li Xiaole was saying...

Li Xiaole was touched with sea water on his face. Looking at the sweet and dignified face with his eyes closed, he was speechless on the spot... Damn~ This is really a good person, I can't be a good person. I'm even spitting my saliva on my face. Your woman must have been a Star Zerg in her previous life...

Of course, although Li Xiaole, who was covered in water, was still treated like a hero. Seeing the drowning beauty regaining her normal breathing, everyone at the scene stood up and ovated and screamed. Li Xiaole felt a little embarrassed and trotted away from the scene.

"lin~ are you okay?" "lin is awake~" Everyone in the crew rushed to help the Chinese beauty up. The beauty opened her eyes with difficulty, looking at Li Xiaole who was walking away wearing a T-shirt from a distance. Her eyes were very complicated. I didn't know whether to thank him or blame him...

In addition to this little episode, Li Xiaole's first day in Cannes was perfect, but his good mood only lasted for this short day. When he got up the next morning, something happened that made him feel a little depressed.

After getting up, a French TV program started to be played on the TV in the hotel bedroom. The subtitles were broadcasted under the screen, showing that fans who came to participate in the live events in Cannes held a ballot box at the entrance of the Movie Palace. The data on the "My Favorite Movie" voting activity, and currently his "If You Are the One" ranked only with 987 votes (ranked, and ranked fifth from the bottom among all the 33 films that came to participate in the film festival...

Not to mention that it is not as good as the first place "Kill Bill 2" 3 (90 votes, even compared with the Chinese movies of the same period, Wang Jiawei's "46" ranked third with 30,025, and Zhang Yimou's "The Ambush" ranked eighth with 21,890 votes. Even the film "Journey" directed by Tian Zhuang and young director Yang Cao ranked 23rd with 2,386 votes...

Li Xiaole was extremely depressed, fucking...I am embarrassed by a Chinese movie... Although I know that my directorial level is far inferior, this result still disappointed him a little. It felt really uncomfortable to have a basin of cold water poured on his face when he stepped onto the international stage for the first time.

However, he was too lazy to think so much. Today he didn't have anything to do. He still had to write a detailed script of "Let the Bullets Fly". After having a tedious French meal with more than a dozen tableware in a hotel restaurant, Li Xiaole returned to his room and started writing a detailed script of "Let the Bullets Fly". However, after scratching his head for a long time, he couldn't find that feeling. In a strange environment, he was unable to enter a calm creative state.

When Lei Ting came to Li Xiaole's room, she saw him squatting in the corner with a strange expression and looked frustrated. She walked over and squatted down and stared at him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Don't you want me to help you write the script? Don't you write it?"

"Who said I won't write anymore~!" Li Xiaole rolled his eyes and shouted: "Sister Tingting, you're ready to record, I'm starting."

The script of "Let the Bullets Fly" originally only wrote an outline, and the details were not completed. Now it is to be turned into a detailed storyboard script that can be filmed and used. He mainly narrated it. Then Lei Ting wrote down what he said, which is much more efficient than writing scripts alone. Moreover, once described it with his mouth, he can easily correct many details that are easy to ignore.

More importantly, for the grasp of the entire story environment, Li Xiaole needs Lei Ting to describe it in an objective manner. His writing directly into words is likely to change the charm. "Let the Bullets Fly" is a very unique film, and it must be filmed with flavor.

But after chatting for a while, Li Xiaole felt more and more that the stories she said were completely different from the one she remembered. Lei Ting also had obvious deviations when she listened to the descriptions she had modified.

"Wait, let's take a break first." Li Xiaole sighed helplessly, stood up and walked for a while, and he felt a strange atmosphere destroying his emotions. Looking around, the huge viewing windows, the beautiful balcony concave into the room, the open layout, the warm tones, and the facade with a distinct Art Deco style, it looked harmonious and unified, and the designer also made full use of the bright light and the spectacular panoramic view, which would definitely not cause any visual violation.

The feeling that he gave him was too leisurely and comfortable, completely making him feel like a horse bandit who was leaping on horseback in troubled times in "Let the Bullets Fly". Li Xiaole immediately frowned. No wonder he felt "wild" in his heart. Now the environment in this room is too comfortable and too quiet!

He needed to find a more wild and rough environment. Is there such a place in the Bariere Matestic Hotel? Thinking of this, he immediately called the service desk and asked the hotel staff in stiff English for a long time, and finally came up with a place that satisfies him.

La Croisset Cinema, next to the Hotel Matestic, Barierjel, is the largest themed film city in the world and a service project of the Cannes Film Festival.

In the movie city, not only are there various theme props displayed for famous movies, but the behind-the-scenes teams from all over the world put the props and costumes they made in the props and costumes, allowing the filmmakers who come to attend the film festival to visit. They can purchase and rent props, which are tax-free, and they can also sign team employment contracts on site.

There are also various catering and gambling activities, which are places that specialize in entertaining filmmakers from all over the world. They are not open to ordinary audiences and there is absolutely no need to wait for queuing up to enter.

After understanding the situation, Li Xiaole waved to Lei Ting and said, "Follow me." Then he picked up a laptop, paper and pen, and several books left the study, and walked all the way out of the hotel. He arrived at the yellow wall with a huge Troy poster of twenty square meters. On the left was the Lacroixet Film City, which had a architectural style similar to the Louvre.

Compared to the modern movie city, it is more like a European castle, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling. Li Xiaole, wearing a casual floral T-shirt provided by the hotel, is now like an inconspicuous follower of an Asian director. He exchanged his guest license plate for the ticket, and Lei Ting, who was puzzled, entered the crowded movie city.

In the marble-built hall, warm orange lights overflowed through the glass doors, leaving a long shadow on the gorgeous steps, making the atmosphere look extremely unique. Thousands of movie people from all over the world chat and play. Some exchange business cards and DVDs together, while others gather together to discuss the development trends of future movies.

Li Xiaole didn't look at the handsome white guys and beauties next to her at all. She just quickly walked through a themed display stand full of metal armor, science fiction machinery, series such as Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, etc., and went directly to the deepest corner, a "nostalgic Hong Kong Martial Arts Movie Corner".

Looking at the rows of clothes hangers with Chinese Qing Dynasty costumes and the snow-white and shiny swords, Li Xiaole was still a little dissatisfied, but there were few people here and no one paid attention to it, which was suitable for him to think about the script.

"What are we doing here?" Lei Ting held the computer, not understanding what Li Xiaole used for.

"What else can I do? I need a good creative environment for writing scripts." Li Xiaole looked around the surrounding environment, confirming that no one else would appear in this corner.

"Is the environment in the room bad just now?" Lei Ting felt that the artist Li Xiaole's temper was really a bit perverted, so how could he have such a strange idea?

"What I want is a 'unrestrained' creative environment." Li Xiaole said, with a violent expression, throwing an ancient official uniform on the ground, then kicking the imitation weapons on the weapon stand to the ground, then turning around and pushing a lion dance to his head.

In Lei Ting's stunnedness, he made this corner mess, and then after he pressed the lion's head, Li Xiaole slightly found the "wild" feeling in the original version, and looked at Lei Ting with a hideous face and said, "Now I'll say, you write it down."

Now his feeling is right. Now the music and pictures in "Let the Bullets Fly" are circling in his mind like a spell, and he wishes he could pop out.

Looking at Li Xiaole with the lion dance head in front of her, Lei Ting was speechless. She was a weird person in the eyes of ordinary people, but she only felt that Li Xiaole's forehead was obviously engraved with the word "pervert", which was more than ten times more strange than her.

"The first scene, the green mountains and white stones, the roads of the passes, the eagle soars in the sky, the rails penetrate straight into the distance, the back of the head is close to the track, listen~~

In a moment, the head rose up lightly, gave up and analyzed, inserted his fingers into the ear hole, and dug them clean.

Listen again! The rails trembled, and the rumbling sound came from far to near.

Woo~~The whistle is very hiss~

When my head flipped, my head turned straight, my eyes were frightened, and the train came from here!

The iron wheel flew, the white smoke rolled, the blood flag flew, the wind and lightning, and ten white horses appeared suddenly, leading two carriages to roar ~~”

Li Xiaole, who was in a state, was chanting the scene in his mind with his eyes closed and dancing with his feet.

At this time, in the prop castle, many of the directors from all over the country who were looking for props nearby who participated in the Cannes Film Festival heard the strange movements here, and they all came to this corner to watch from afar, Li Xiaole, who was dancing with the lion dance head, was curious and whispering.

"Ferrell, do you know who this person is? What he does here? Is he speaking Chinese? Is your mother not Chinese? Translate what he is talking about?" A French director in his forties asked in English.
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