Chapter 75 He Comes to Venice!
"I am a photography artist, and I think this photo just now is full of artistic tension, so can you allow me to use these few photos of yours to participate in the photography art exhibition next month, if possible, I will be very grateful to you , you are my benefactor!" Daniel looked at Lu Yuan speaking proficient Italian.
"Huh? Do you want a fine? How much?" Lu Yuan looked at Daniel's excited expression, threw away the cigar, and gestured for money.
"Yes, yes, if it is a big success, the prize money cannot be less, I will give you all the prize money, and maybe you will become one of the few photos in the Venice Art Palace!" Daniel was even more excited .
"Well, okay, then I won't smoke, don't get excited." Lu Yuan threw away the cigar, admitted his mistake with a good attitude, and made a no gesture.
"Don't you need money? Yes, money seems a bit vulgar, but thank you, thank you for dedicating yourself to art, here is my business card, may I know your name..." Daniel burst into a burst of excitement when he saw this gesture With a strong sense of gratitude, he quickly took out his business card and handed it to Lu Yuan, and made a name gesture.
"what?"
As the sun was setting, Lu Yuan took the crumpled business card, looked at it for a long time, and then looked at Lu Yuan with some doubts.
"NAME..." Daniel looked at Lu Yuan in confusion, and quickly took out the photo he just took, and took out his pen.
"Name? Still need to register? You won't have a record, will you?"
"Daniel, Daniel...I, Daniel..." Daniel wrote his name on the paper, pointed to the business card, and then pointed to Lu Yuan.
"Your name is Daniel? You won't keep a record?" Lu Yuan gestured.
"YES, your name is..."
"My...name? Oh, well, Lu Yuan..." Lu Yuan wrote the word Lu Yuan in Chinese characters.
"Thanks... crab..." Daniel was grateful for a while, knowing that Lu Yuan was from Huaxia, so he spoke two broken Chinese, and then prayed and thanked very devoutly in the direction of the church, and then waved to Lu Yuan , took the camera and carefully turned and left.
"Huh? What a strange person."
Lu Yuan looked at his back in a daze.
But thanks?
why should i thank you
Wait, did I get it wrong? Didn't he mean to tell me not to smoke?
what is that?
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Venice at night is beautiful and dazzling.
Lu Yuan airlifted ten boxes of cigars back to the country, and then ate and drank in the small town of Venice, forgetting to return.
It is good to have money, and you can use it however you want.
Lu Yuan used to think that he could imagine the happiness of rich people, but after spending money to see the world, he realized that the life of rich people is really unimaginable.
After eating countless delicacies and seafood, and wandering around the brightly lit scenic spots, Lu Yuan returned to the Hilton Hotel.
Looking at the luxurious attire and unimaginable extravagance, Lu Yuan felt that he had indeed fallen.
For the first time, he felt the charm of money, and also felt that having money was such a happy thing.
However, this happiness only lasted about half an hour.
Half an hour later, maybe it was because of Lu Yuan's eating and drinking, his digestive system malfunctioned and he suddenly had a stomachache. At first Lu Yuan thought it was just a small problem, but it turned out that Lu Yuan was wrong...
The galloping river and the turbulent world made Lu Yuan truly understand what it means not to eat indiscriminately...
This night, Lu Yuan did not enjoy the wonderful big bed in the Hilton Hotel, nor did he enjoy the happiness of the air conditioner. Instead, he enjoyed the happiness of the smart toilet.
In the early morning, around four or five o'clock.
Lu Yuan's cell phone rang.
Lu Yuan looked at the number,
It was an international call from Wang Jinxue.
"Hey……"
"Lu Yuan, I have some good news for you. Our "Buried Alive" has already approached the top three "My Enemy at the Same Table", and has a good chance of surpassing it to become the top three..."
"Uh, very good, good news..."
"Is Venice fun?"
"fine……"
"What's wrong with your voice? It sounds weird."
"It's okay...what's wrong?"
"What are you doing now? It doesn't look like you're sleeping and you're a little weak... Could it be that you're playing with a woman?" After hearing Lu Yuan's weak voice on the other end of the phone, he suddenly became vigilant for no reason.
"No, I didn't play, I'm...not easy to say now." Lu Yuan took a deep breath, looked at himself haggard in the mirror and closed his eyes.
"What are you doing? Lu Yuan, although you are alone in Venice, you have to be upright, you know? You can't learn how to play messy games like some people..."
"I do not have……"
"You really didn't play with women?"
"No……"
"then you……"
"I'm having diarrhea...I've got a stomachache..." Lu Yuan held back for a long time, until his face turned red, and then he choked out such a sentence.
"..."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, when Lu Yuan thought that Wang Jinxue over there was going to hang up, but Wang Jinxue didn't hang up.
"No medicine?" There was silence.
"Forgot to buy..."
"Why are you so ignorant? Don't you know to bring some antidiarrheal medicine when you go out? Why are you acting like a child..."
"..."
Lu Yuan's head hurts.
He listened to the other end of the phone scolding himself, and suddenly didn't know how to respond.
Wang Jinxue seemed to talk a lot today, she talked a lot...
Lu Yuan could only listen, because he couldn't refute Wang Jinxue.
After chastising for a few minutes, it seemed that Wang Jinxue also felt that she was too nagging and did not fit her usual indifferent attitude towards Lu Yuan, so she hung up the phone.
More than ten minutes later, the doorbell rang from Lu Yuan's room. Lu Yuan raised his trousers and opened the door suspiciously, and saw a waiter smilingly holding a bag of things and handing it to Lu Yuan.
After Lu Yuan opened the bag, he found a box of antidiarrheal medicine and a mess of things that Lu Yuan couldn't understand...
These should be medicine.
this moment……
Lu Yuan suddenly felt warm in his heart.
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In the evening of the next day, Zhang Tong stood downstairs in the Hilton and waited for Lu Yuan to come down.
Lu Yuan went downstairs very slowly, and seemed to be struggling a little.
Lu Yuan looked a little sluggish, his face was not very good-looking, and he seemed to be exhausted...
"Little Lu...it's fine for young people to have fun, but don't overdo it. Playing too much can hurt your health..."
"Director Zhang, you may have misunderstood, I actually..."
"Don't explain, I understand, after all, you were young, okay, get in the car, remember to stay for a while when you walk the red carpet to feel your presence..."
"Oh."
Lu Yuan wanted to explain, but after seeing the expression on Zhang Tong's face, he realized that his explanation was meaningless.
Some misunderstandings can only become misunderstandings...
After a whole night of stretching, my body is indeed very weak now.
Although I won't have diarrhea anymore...
but……
I hope nothing will happen when the awards are presented.
Lu Yuan closed his eyes.
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"Wow, is this song "To Alice" really written by a Chinese? It's amazing!"
"Yes, it was created by a Chinese named Lu Yuan."
"Lu Yuan... Huh... I didn't expect Huaxia to be so crouching tiger, hidden dragon. After the film festival is over, I want to go to Huaxia to meet this Huaxia person. I want to talk to him about piano. I can hear it. Lu Yuan's Chinese people have a very deep knowledge of piano music"
"Mr. Edward, I'm afraid you don't have to go to Huaxia."
"why?"
"Because he came to Venice and also participated in the film festival."
"What! Is this true?"
"Not only that, but he is also one of the nominated winners of many film and television episodes... If he is lucky, his award will be announced by you, on the premise that he can win the award..."
"Oh? God, is there such a fate?"