The eyebrow-length hair, the lively eyes, the dimples at the corners of the mouth when smiling, the line of the chin...
"He...he's not...!"
Jiang Guang was excited and raised his head,
Hey, where are the people?
He hurriedly walked into the coffee shop. He was not there.
Go out, look left, look right,
Oops, I was distracted just now. Jiang Guang bowed his head and stamped his feet, feeling very regretful.
I quickly took out my mobile phone, sent a message to my colleagues, and met at the fountain in the square.
"What's wrong? I'm so angry!" Soon, a colleague rushed over.
"I just saw Spielberg." Jiang Guang took out his camera, found a photo and handed it over.
"Oh, okay, have you finished talking?"
"Well, he said sorry."
"Hahaha, I knew it." My colleague was happy: "Just this, I can't publish a complete news."
"Of course I know, take out the notebook."
Jiang Guang deftly removed the memory card, took over the computer, clicked a few times, found a photo, enlarged it, and transferred it.
"look."
"Hmm!!!" The colleague's eyes widened instantly: "Isn't this person Qin Xiaobao?"
"That's right!" Jiang Guang snapped his fingers.
"He knows Spielberg?" After the colleague said it, he laughed: "How is that possible? Have you chatted with him?"
Jiang Guang nodded and shook his head. He also felt that it was just a coincidence that the two of them appeared in the same cafe.
"I was paying attention to the director at the time. Later when I looked at the photos, I discovered that Qin Xiaobao had disappeared when I went back to look for him."
"What's he doing here? Is he traveling?"
"I didn't know. It's a pity that we didn't meet in person." Jiang Guang was very regretful: "But I can still write a report."
"Well, I have been out of the industry for more than half a year, and there is no news at all. Then I suddenly appear here. No matter what the reason is, someone must be paying attention." My colleague also has a very sensitive sense of smell.
"It makes sense. Hey, what do you think it would be like if I wrote the two together?"
"Don't, no one will believe it!"
"That's right, let's go, hurry up, go back and write a report, and it will be published tomorrow morning."
"You go ahead, I'll take a walk and see if I can catch a big fish."
...
Didi didi!
The ringing of the phone woke Xiaobao from his sleep, and he opened his eyes drowsily. At three o'clock, the caller was his employee Luo Zhongyu.
"Hey, Zhongyu, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"
"Mr. Qin, something happened?" Luo Zhongyu was a little anxious.
"What's wrong?" Qin Xiaobao fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp.
"No, you were photographed by a reporter and now it's on the news."
"Ha!" Qin Xiaobao suddenly lost his sleepiness: "What's going on?"
"Do you have a computer nearby? Open NetEase."
"Wait a minute!" Xiaobao lifted the quilt and crawled to get the computer.
I was so panicked, I shouldn’t have. I just arrived yesterday and was photographed?
Why don't you have any impression at all?
"Exclusive Report": Qin Xiaobao appeared after half a year, smiling at the Venice Film Festival
When our reporter was conducting interviews in Venice, he accidentally discovered Mr. Qin Xiaobao in a coffee shop. He and several people were enjoying a cup of coffee leisurely. It seemed that they were having a very comfortable life, not as decadent as everyone imagined...
It's a bit exaggerated to say that one stone stirs up a thousand waves, but there are still some people paying attention.
"Ouch, who is this person? NetEase is now reporting on all kinds of cats and dogs."
"I know him. He used to be a singer. Later it was revealed that he bought other people's songs and thought he wrote them himself. Then he lost his voice."
"Do you have the nerve to come out again?"
"I feel like I'm living a good life. I'm living a comfortable life even if I'm not a star."
"It's not like he's an orphan, and he's living a normal life. He can still go to Venice. It seems like he's a character again."
"Hahaha, you don't want to go to the red carpet, do you?"
"Now that you've withdrawn from the circle, why not just stay at home? You have to come out and embarrass yourself."
"Be polite. I was being photographed. Look at the angle. It's obvious that I didn't know about it."
"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Some fans described him as pitiful before, but he ended up looking cool in Venice."
"..."
Xiaobao looked at the photo carefully. It was taken while he was sitting in a cafe. No wonder he didn't know. After a little recall, by the way, it seemed to be after old man Spear left.
The photo is a bit blurry, but you can see what he looks like.
"Oh, that's not right!" He put his phone on the table and turned on the external media: "Why do I feel like this is a screenshot?"
"Screenshot?" Luo Zhongyu didn't understand.
"Luo Zhongyu, let me ask you, if you were a reporter in a foreign country and met a star who had quit the entertainment industry for half a year, would you take a blurry photo from a distance, or rush up to visit him?"
"Of course I'll rush forward." Luo Zhongyu didn't hesitate.
"But I am sure that no reporter came to interview me. What does it mean?"
"What?"
"Are you a pig? It means I was just a casual visitor and not the person the reporter really wanted to photograph." Xiaobao figured it out.
The reporter's focus must have been on the old man who had just left the house, and he accidentally appeared in the photo.
So, it’s a complete coincidence!
"Mr. Qin, what should we do now?" Luo Zhongyu asked.
"What should I do? It's no problem at all." Qin Xiaobao felt relieved. Fortunately, Liu Minghua had his back to the camera, otherwise, the secret might be exposed.
"Aren't those messages on the Internet processed?"
"Oh, it's okay. The scolding I received last year was ten times and a hundred times worse than now. It's already considered gentle." Xiaobao didn't care: "Besides, no one thought that I was here to participate in the film festival!"
Luo Zhongyu recalled it, and it was true.
In addition to NetEase, there are also relevant messages on Weibo. There are various messages, some are scolding, some are indifferent, and some are just watching the fun.
But, really, no matter whether it was passers-by, reporters, or others, they did not connect Qin Xiaobao with the film festival at all.
Everyone thought he was just traveling in the past.
Don't know whether to be happy or sad.
"Then don't care?"
"Well, never mind, just do your thing."
"I see."
It was just a false alarm. Xiaobao gave up the idea of waking Liu Minghua and let him sleep for a while. Nothing happened anyway.
While I was sitting, the phone rang again, it was He Jiong.
"Teacher Ho!"
"Xiaobao, something happened. You were photographed. How is it? Do you want to follow the plan?"
Qin Xiaobao was moved for no reason.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I already know what the situation is. I just communicated with the company and there is no problem."
"Really? Didn't you discover your identity?"
"Probably not. They just thought I was a tourist visiting Venice and they happened to meet me." Xiaobao explained.
"That's good, I'm relieved." He Jiong took a long breath: "Then, have you decided whether to reveal your identity?"