"Hello, the room I reserved last night, Lu Ze, is from China. Check in now and get the room card."

After getting into the car that the embassy contacted for help, driving at a speed of 160 miles on the highway, at around five o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Ze finally arrived at the hotel he had reserved in Cannes. Lu Ze was carrying his suitcase, his hands a little anxious.

I walked to the front desk, followed by the makeup artist who had made an appointment in Cannes, waiting anxiously for the room.

"Please wait a moment, let me check for you. Mr. Lu is very sorry. Since you did not arrive at the hotel on time, other guests have already checked in the room you reserved. I am sorry, but I can only refund your deposit now."

"Excuse me, madam, are there any other rooms? Even the smallest room or the presidential suite is fine. As long as there is one, it's fine."

There is still a considerable gap between the domestic and foreign service industries. In other words, if domestic people learn from the service concepts of Japan and South Korea, they should put their identity at a lower level than the guests, while foreign service industries usually put themselves and the guests

Put on an equal footing, I serve you just because it's my job.

He did not stand at attention, put his hands on his abdomen, did not smile, nodded and bowed to the guests, but explained to Lu Ze with regret on his face.

"I'm sorry, because the Cannes Film Festival is about to start, all the hotel rooms are now full, and there is no remaining room. I'm sorry, Mr. Lu."

Having said this, Lu Ze became even more anxious. He had run around Paris so much that he was so tired that he was covered in sweat. He had to take a shower, then put on the dress he was going to wear tonight, and then he had to put on makeup. Now

There was no room left, so Lu Ze couldn't just strip off and change clothes in the hotel lobby, right? His own image almost didn't matter. But he couldn't embarrass China.

"Hey, what should I do?"

Lu Ze was so anxious that he was running around in circles. The awards ceremony started tonight. It was impossible to book a room in any hotel you went to. Even a small hotel like that would be full of reporters.

"Hey, Lu? I think you have encountered some problems. What's going on?"

Hearing someone talking to him, Lu Ze turned around and found six people standing behind him. The leader was the director Mickey, whom he met by chance at the Louvre. Standing behind him was the creative team of "Rainy Night".

Among them, a man Lu Ze knew was nominated for Best Actor in Cannes this year. He was a competitor with Lu Ze. Lu Ze forgot his last name, but he seemed to be named Taylor.

"Mickey, what a coincidence, something happened in Paris, which caused me to arrive in Cannes a little late and I didn't get a room."

"That's really a pity, isn't it?"

"right"

Zhang Weiyu's expression was a little joking, and he was fanning himself with the room card in his hand. He was just teasing Lu Ze, hoping to see Lu Ze's embarrassed look. After all, he was in the Louvre at the time, and Lu Ze refused his invitation. He

Either he is so narrow-minded, or he is just waiting for Lu Ze's request.

"Are you leaving already? I wish you good luck, I'll leave first."

Lu Ze really didn't want to ask Zhang Weiyu for anything. After all, the two had only met for the second time. Besides, it was still a private space like a room and bathroom. After thinking about it, the only way now was to solve his personal image problem in the car.

, as for taking a bath, what kind of bath should I take?

"Hey! Wait! Does Chinese education teach you to refuse help from friends when you are in need? I think we should be friends, right? Aside from your Florida accent that I can't hear clearly.

"

"Then we should be friends."

"Then what are you waiting for? You are a typical Chinese man. It's 406 upstairs. Good luck to you, man. You still have about half an hour left."

The room card was thrown to Lu Ze. Zhang Weiyu made a fist with his right hand, with only his index and middle fingers upright, placed it on his temple, picked it up, and then left with his creative team chatting and laughing.

"I owe you a favor, man."

"Yes, of course you owe me a favor. Besides me, who else will help you in this foreign country of France? We will see you at the award ceremony, my Chinese brothers."

Seeing Zhang Weiyu and his gang leaving the hotel, Lu Ze stopped being pretentious and hurried upstairs with the makeup artist. After entering the room, he started to take off his clothes and rushed straight into the bathroom.

The vehicle is driving at high speed on the road and is constantly overtaking. It seems dangerous, but if we don't hurry up now, it will be too late.

Lu Ze had just finished communicating with the staff at the Cannes Film Festival, and the other party agreed to help Lu Ze adjust the order of the red carpet, and probably let the three actors behind Lu Ze go first, leaving about ten minutes for Lu Ze.

But in this way, there was enough time. Eight minutes after hanging up the phone, he finally arrived at the Classical Theater on the southern coast of Cannes, where tonight's awards ceremony will begin.

"Mr. Lu? Please hand me the invitation. Okay, there's no time. Let's go straight to the red carpet. After the driver drops Mr. Lu off, he walks forward three hundred meters, turns left at the first intersection and enters the theater parking lot.

Do you understand? Go!"

Putting away the invitation handed back by the staff and saying thank you politely, Lu Ze closed the car window and the car started to move until the rear door stopped firmly on the red carpet. Lu Ze breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door open and got out.

car.

He has become accustomed to the flashing of the flashlight, and the brightness of the flashing now is far from the level that Lu Ze attends the party in China.

Although "Alive" stood out in the competition and stunned the audience at the sideshow, making Lu Ze a popular candidate for Best Actor at this year's Palme d'Or, the memories of these journalists' cameras are still for internationally renowned movie stars.

It is estimated that they will only focus on the "winner" if they are really selected.

At the front of both sides of the red carpet, Lu Ze failed to find any fans of his own, so his long-standing habit was broken at this moment. He could only follow the same routine as other actors and stay on the red carpet for reporters to take pictures.

"I thought you couldn't catch up. It really scared me to death."

After waving to the reporters, when Lu Ze stepped into the theater, Wang Zhen and Zhuang Yu came over and gave Lu Ze a hug.

"Don't tell me what you think, I even think I can't catch up. I'm exhausted from this journey. Let's go in and sit down quickly so that I can rest for a while."

It was actually not very hot in Cannes at the end of May, but there was sweat on Lu Ze's head. You can imagine how anxious Lu Ze was during this journey.

"How's your new movie going? I haven't heard you say anything about it. Our seats are here, sit down. Do you know the people from "Rainy Night"?"

Zhuang Yu took the two of them to sit in his seat, which was right in front of the stage, seventh row from the front to the back. The location was very good. Lu Ze looked around and saw Mickey not far away and called him.

call.

"Well, I've met a few times before, and you even helped me out on the way to Cannes. Let's not talk about other people, but how are you doing in France?"

Zhuang Yu and Wang Zhen arrived in France in mid-May. Because Lu Ze was still filming "Finding You" at that time, they did not plan to let Lu Ze come over. Instead, they came over first to participate in the finals, the official competition, and the director duo.

Zhou, held various competitions such as the market exhibition outside the meeting, and only after it was confirmed that Lu Ze was nominated, Lu Ze was called over.

I have to talk about how many awards "To Live" was nominated for. In fact, it only had three awards: Best Actor, Best Director and Palme d'Or. Even Wang Zhen was not nominated, so he could only follow Zhuang Yu.

heat.

This year's Cannes is called the year of focus. In addition to "Alive", there are also "Rainy Night" (UK), "March in Vienna" (Austria), "The Gunslinger" (France), and "Hotel Tim" (Italy).

) and other excellent films.

Although "Alive" is amazing, the other films are not weak either. They are all very strong and have achieved very good reputation and results at the side market exhibitions.

There are many actresses in these movies who performed exceptionally well and successfully pushed Wang Zhen out of the way, leaving only Lu Ze still jumping on one leg.

Zhuang Yu looked very tired now, probably because he was busy with a lot of things for the award. He didn't answer Lu Ze's question, he just leaned on the back of his chair and waved his hand gently.

Seeing him like this, Lu Ze glanced at Wang Zhen and saw that she also looked very tired, so he stopped chatting. He found a comfortable position to lean on, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the award ceremony to begin.
Chapter completed!