He didn't expect to receive an endorsement for a luxury goods advertisement, but the film crew was about to go to Paris, France for on-site shooting, so Lin Wutong was confused.
In the box, Liu Sisi pointed at Lin Wutong and said: "You're stupid, that's Paris, France. All the world's top brand-name stores are there. You can smell the smell of money when you go shopping on the Champs Elysées."
Wei'er. My dear, what are you hesitating about?" With her career booming, Liu Sisi became as cheerful and talkative as before.
Lin Wutong held the wine glass in his hand, but he couldn't tell her about having children at home. Basically, no one knew about this matter.
Her current status does not allow anyone to know that she has a child. Otherwise, once the matter is exposed, she, a second- and third-rate starlet, will definitely not be able to withstand the pressure of public opinion, and her career will plummet because of it.
So Lin Wutong called Liu Hongyi: "Hello? Ah Yi, I'm going to Paris to shoot a commercial in the next two days. Can you take Zhenzhen and the baby with you? I'll be there not long ago, about a week.
Time will come back.”
Liu Hongyi's voice on the phone was a little noisy. He was probably working in the company. At this time, Liu Hongyi was indeed in the office. He was holding his mobile phone on one shoulder and typing quickly on the computer in front of him with both hands.
Listening to Lin Wutong's voice, he paused with his hands for a moment, and then replied: "Okay."
"Then I will send them here tomorrow. Ah, by the way, don't use a motorcycle to send them to school in the future. They will be picked up by a school bus. He will be responsible for sending them to the bus. Thank you."
"Need not."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Hongyi stared at the computer screen in front of him for a long time, then put his fingers on the computer keyboard and got busy again.
...
Paris is one of the four world-class cities. As Liu Sisi said, you can smell the smell of money just walking on the Champs Elysées.
However, when he first set foot in this central city of France, what shocked Lin Wutong the most was not the idle foreigners wandering casually on the streets or the racks of brand-name cars, but the beautiful buildings.
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The architecture of Paris is famous for its Gothic style, with round arches, towering spiers, and colorful stained glass. Walking on those streets makes you feel like you are in a European medieval palace.
Same as in.
Lin Wutong chose to shoot his advertisement on a section of the Champs Elysées leading to the Arc de Triomphe.
Behind the gray buildings that look like a castle, Lin Wutong is sitting on a large box. Her hair is dyed into dark yellow curls and is pulled up on top of her head, revealing her heavily made-up cheeks and bright red lips. She is supported by 12 cm high heels.
Her slender legs were spread out in an inverted "V" shape. She supported her chin with one hand, looked forward, and leaned forward, as if she was about to run at any moment.
The cameraman filmed her from the side, and Lin Wutong in the lens exuded a rich and magnificent look.
"Perfect!" the foreign photographer repeatedly exclaimed, "This is a very flexible actor! (This is a very flexible actor)"
"You started to heris not satisfactory. (You were not satisfied with her at first)" his photography assistant said to him.
“That’s right! The actress looks too small. She is not fit to be a model! (That’s right, this actress is too petite, she is not suitable to be a model.)” the foreign photographer explained, “but she’s perfect now. (But she is perfect.)”
The Gothic architecture combined with Lin Wutong's dark and depressing makeup perfectly expresses the characteristics of the products she endorses.
After an afternoon of shooting, the film crew called it a day and Lin Wutong took off his makeup and came out. The foreign photographer looked at Lin Wutong with surprise again.
"Youareso..." He tried to find the word among a bunch of words, and finally settled on "ordinary" - ordinary.
"You are so ordinary." Lin Wutong understood what he meant, and his face was full of black lines. Although he only attended high school, Lin Wutong's grades at that time were excellent. His English was not much different from the CET-4 in college, and he could
Understand what foreigners say.
However, what the foreign photographer George wants to express is not this. To them, the facial features of the Chinese people are too plain, and there is not much difference between them. What he actually wants to say is, you were so unique when you took the photo just now.
Impact, but now it seems so ordinary.
Poor George, his poor and emotive English vocabulary seemed unable to help him express what he was thinking.
...
It was a rare visit to France, and everyone accompanying the film crew suggested going for a walk.
Everyone has different opinions. Men all want to go to the famous cabaret and nightclub Moulin Rouge, while women want to go to the famous brand stores on the Champs Elysées.
Finally, he asked Lin Wutong for his opinion. Lin Wutong thought for a moment and decided to follow the men to visit the Moulin Rouge.
There is a long, red-lit large impeller on the roof, with neon signs flashing all around, and customers are entering the venue one after another. This is the Moulin Rouge, a nightclub that attracts countless people from all over the world.
Lin Wutong followed George and the others in. As he walked to the door, he heard George, an Englishman, exclaim: "oh! oh! oh!"
Lin Wutong looked at him sideways and said, "Isn't this your first time here?"
George replied seriously under the light: "No matter how many times I come here, people will scream here!" Of course he spoke in English.
Lin Wutong did not refute.
The dancers on the stage were already slowly walking up, covered in feathers and sequins. Their upper bodies were basically naked, their legs were straight, and they had bright smiles on their faces.
The music was playing crazily, and the dancers on the stage began to twist their hips happily, raising their long and strong thighs high, reaching straight to the ceiling where the chandelier hung.
Among them, there was a woman with the most beautiful appearance who slowly walked to the front, and then there were men wearing white gloves, top hats, and black tailcoats.
They gathered her to the front like stars, their hands moved around her as if they were caressing her body, and the woman also made a seductive expression as if she was being caressed.
She slowly walked to the front step by step to the music, still swaying her hips happily under the cheers of the male guests watching around her.
The men around her seemed to be induced by her, screaming like crazy.
Then she continued to walk forward slowly step by step until she stopped in front of a man who was drinking wine in his hand.
She put her hands on the man's shoulders, walked slowly around the man, and then brought her cheek close to the man's lips. Her lips slowly slid across the man's lips, seductively, and her eyes had a beguiling look.
She looked at the man, then turned sideways, slowly, as if nostalgically, far away from him.
There were boos and whistles all around.
In this voice, the fingers that seemed to be about to leave immediately were grasped by a slender and beautiful hand. The man pulled her back with a smile. In the blurred light, he hooked the beautiful woman's waist with one hand and bent
He lowered his head and pressed a beautiful kiss on her lips.
Lin Wutong looked at this scene, so beautiful and beautiful, but she was speechless.
That person is——Ji Fanli, who would never appear here originally, should still be in G City.
...
George shouted loudly: "Linlin! Look, Orientals, Orientals like you!" Of course he still spoke in English.
"Oh, oh, he is so handsome! No wonder women love him!" He was referring to the good-looking foreign woman. In fact, he himself was not bad looking, but Ji Fanli was just too good-looking.
Well, even Westerners who look alike to Easterners think he is good-looking.
Lin Wutong just stood behind the crowd and watched him quietly, watching him tactfully drink the wine in the glass and calmly socialize with the dancers.
Lin Wutong stood up and wanted to walk outside, but George behind him grabbed his wrist and asked: "Lin, where are you going?"
Lin Wutong wanted to break free from his hand and replied: "I'm going out for a walk!"
"Oh, no, the show isn't over yet! There will be more exciting ones later, you should stay and watch."
As a result, during the struggle with him, all the wine glasses in the tray of the waiter who came to deliver the wine were knocked over to the ground. George saw that the situation was a bit awkward, so he loosened his grip on Lin Wutong. As a result, Lin Wutong was too hard
It was too big, and she fell backwards due to inertia. All the wine bottles and glasses placed on the glass table behind her were swept to the ground by her body. She was lying on the broken wine glasses and bottles, with liquid flowing underneath her.
The noise alerted the security guard at the door, and someone immediately walked in to see what was going on, thinking someone was causing trouble.
George didn't expect things to turn out like this. He walked over a few steps and apologized to help Lin Wutong get up: "Lin, I'm really sorry."
He said this, but before his hand touched Lin Wutong, he was gently pushed away by someone next to him.
George glanced at him and saw that he was the man who was flirting with the beautiful dancer just now.
Ji Fanli lifted Lin Wutong who was lying on the ground, patted her back gently, then placed it on her lower back, lowered her head and asked softly: "Are you okay?"
His look and voice seemed filled with endless concern.
Lin Wutong looked up at him and shook his head.
"Come out, I'll take you to change clothes, your clothes are all wet."
In his silver-white sports car, the roof of the car was raised, Lin Wutong huddled on the seat, changing into the clothes he brought out from the store. He stood outside the window waiting for her.
Lin Wutong changed his clothes and got off the car from the other side. He walked up to him and asked, "Why are you here?"
Ji Fanli put his hands in the bag on the side of his pants and leaned slightly on the sports car behind him. This look made him look very elegant. The outline of his face was so delicate that under the blurry lights at night, he seemed to be walking in a halo.
It comes out like a divine sacrifice, noble and inaccessible, mysterious and beautiful.
He glanced at her and said: "A friend's fashion show was held and he invited me over."
Lin Wutong nodded, looked around, and then said, "It's getting late, I'll leave first." He originally wanted to say "Thank you for the clothes," but he didn't say it, so he turned around and left.
"Do you know the road here?" the person behind asked.
"I can call a taxi." Lin Wutong lowered his head and returned without looking back.
"This is France." His arm was grabbed by the person behind him, "Get in the car, I'll take you back."
Lin Wutong slowly but resolutely opened his hand with one hand, and then walked forward resolutely.
Her whole body was hugged by one arm, and her small body was all wrapped in his arms. In the night of Paris, it was a strange street where no one knew them.
Lin Wutong was hugged by the people behind him. He leaned against her ear and laughed softly: "I'm angry. But what are you angry about?"
Lin Wutong gritted his teeth tightly, and still pulled his arm hard with his hands. He only felt that this person was good or bad.
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The tone will be a little more cheerful later on, I wish you all a happy reading.