Chapter 1479

Blue Li answers carefully, Arthur gently jaw head.

Between the coming and going, the topic is shallow, not deep, but it is enough.

Arthur stopped for a moment. "As the opening film of Venice, publicity is bound to be the focus, so there must be a celebrity party on the island. Can I handle this party? "

After all, it came out.

It's more difficult than you think, but it's easier than you think after you speak. In a short period of time, what he concentrated was countless days and nights of tossing and dreaming. Everything seemed to happen within five minutes. However, in order to wait for this moment, he had gone too long.

Arthur didn't know whether his choice was right or not, and he didn't know what challenges he would face in the future. However, he had to admit that at this moment, he was joyful and happy, as if he had finally breathed a mouthful of free air. Fear doesn't make life better, freedom does.

Before the smile on the corner of his mouth could rise, Arthur was a little nervous, worried that Langley might refuse, worried that he might not do well, worried that ALF might be hurt, worried that George and Elizabeth might be angry... The feeling of worrying about gain and loss was surging in his chest.

"All right." Said Langley.

Arthur was slightly stunned, and quietly looked at Lan Li. Unexpectedly, the answer was crisp, without any hesitation or hesitation, so he gave a positive answer.

Lan Li did not wait for a response, nodded again and gave a reply, "I said, OK."

Arthur was a little embarrassed. He quickly lowered his eyes to cover up his confusion. But just for a moment, he chose to give up the cover up, raised his eyes again and looked at Lan Li to show his reality at this moment.

Then, Arthur looked at the blue Li in front of him, calmly maintaining the same sitting posture, not aware of any fluctuations, but vaguely able to capture a touch of ease. After coming back, Arthur gradually understood, "you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Blue Li still did not speak, just gently raised eyebrow tail, as if did not know what Arthur was talking about.

However, Arthur was familiar with that light look and gesture. He knew that he was right. He shook his head helplessly. At the end of the day, Arthur's smile climbed into the corner of his mouth again. "The party before the official show, and the party after the opening ceremony, are all given to me." It's not the tone of solicitation, it's the tone of command.

In fact, Arthur knows that the top party above this kind of Film Festival is absolutely an important occasion. Generally, the producers invite professionals to prepare for it, and even send out formal invitation letters. For any party planner, it is a golden opportunity to show himself.

Don't say that Langley is just an actor. Even if he is a producer, he needs to be the one with real power among the producers to have the right to arrange the party. In other words, Lan Li does not necessarily have the right to make decisions. Even if he comes out in person, he will have to go through some negotiation and negotiation.

But Arthur, in order to retaliate for the teasing of Langley just now, deliberately put forward such a request, excessive request.

Unexpectedly, Lan Li still had a light smile on his face. He closed his eyes slightly again and said, "OK."

Such a simple and clear answer made Arthur fidgety, but after all, he didn't have any superfluous expression, so he nodded and accepted it, showing a satisfied expression.

ALF said that Langley was a selfish guy. He always thought about himself, lived for himself, and even left behind the reputation and glory of his family.

ALF also said that Langley is a self-conscious guy, narcissistic and arrogant. In the whole world, he doesn't love anyone but himself. Others can be sacrificed.

But is that true?

Or are they not? George. Elizabeth. ALF. What's the difference between them?

To strangle the soul of each individual in the name of the family, in the final analysis, is for the honor and reputation of the so-called family, in order to maintain their status and status in the upper class society. ALF asked Arthur to give up his insistence for the sake of his family. What's the difference with George and Elizabeth's original request for Langley?

Arthur was confused. In other words, he knew the answer. He was infused with the same answer from childhood to adulthood, but he couldn't help wondering: is that really the case? Is Langley the selfish one?

Arthur's eyes fell on him for a long time, as if he knew him for the first time today.

Until lanli noticed the difference, raised his eyes and cast an inquiring look, Arthur showed a smile and shook his head to deny, "I just thought, should I call Andy and ask for a guest list?"

"You can look for Andre and his list will be more complete." He's also preparing for a job in Hollywood, and there should be a lot of job opportunities in his hands. If I remember correctly, not long ago, Andre was looking for the right party planner. Maybe you can talk to him

Then the main course was served.

The drizzle of London outside the window has completely stopped. A golden ray of sunlight has fallen through the clouds and clouds. The verdant Wutong trees and the red wine hitting walls are becoming more and more clear in the golden color. The whole city is thick and deep and is fading away.

London after the rain, people can't help but want to roam in it.

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Quietly, August glides through the fingertips, and September's steps have already sounded on the eardrum, and the red and yellow of golden autumn instantly sweep across the world; At the same time, the annual awards season in Hollywood has begun again. The upsurge of summer season has not completely dissipated, and the film industry is busy again.

The Venice Film Festival and the Toronto Film Festival are coming.

When I mention Berlin, I think of the massiness and seriousness of the ice and snow; When I mention Cannes, I naturally think of the sparkling sun and the sea; What about Venice?

In the end, gondora, who is walking through the canal path, waves of the swaying oars, just like the embrace of his mother; Or in the carnival in February every year, everyone hides his face behind the gorgeous mask and gets the freedom he has not seen for a long time.

Or the girl's skirt blooming slowly in the sea breeze, the wheat skin and the big red skirt corner are enough to melt the heart of every passer-by in the bold and tender smile; Otherwise, it is the romance wandering in the moonlight and the beauty rippling like water.

It's a city that is both fascinating and daunting.

For lanli, the memory of Venice has always been the romance of walking through the winding waterways. The moonlight on the sea faded little by little, outlining the figure of those fishermen who got up early and went out to sea. The smell of the sea was also mixed with the moisture of the morning fog. Walking through the simple and dilapidated buildings, they felt the other side of the world in a hazy and trance all night, Beautiful as a fairy tale world.

Those left on the water laughter and sighs, telling the story of no one knows.

Venice Film Festival, founded in 1932, was the first film festival in the world at that time, and also the oldest film festival in the world. It was known as the "father of Film Festival". From the 1930s to the 1960s, there were countless film masters born here, which could not be compared with Berlin or Cannes.

But now, people's feelings for the Venice Film Festival are the most complex, which can be called a mixture of love and hate.

The reason why they love movies is that Italians still love movies. They always open their arms to welcome movie lovers from all over the world. It's not as cold as Berlin or as commercial as Cannes. Audiences can always find their own place.

Let alone the graceful scenery of Venice. Just being in it, it's like a romantic dream that people can't wake up. It's like the water city under the lens of "broken Venice". The city during the cholera period seems to be filled with death, but it's wonderful because of this city and those people.

The reason for the hatred is that Italians are too paranoid in their love for their own films. Even though they welcome people from all over the world to participate in the exhibition and attend, the news media are always wondering "Why are Italian films declining?"“ Why can't Venice see excellent local movies this year? " Nagging, nagging.

Not to mention Venice's high prices, humid weather and rotten buildings, this city built on water can not be renovated or rebuilt. Seawater and moisture corrode all the buildings on this land bit by bit, revealing a faint smell of corruption and vulnerability.

Everyone is eager to come here and really stand on this piece of land, but they can't help regretting it. Until they leave, the nostalgia sprouts again. This is a strange city. It makes people resist and miss.

Langley still likes it here.

Not like the city, or like an island, but like the memories left in the city, those memories of the summer youth fragments, hidden in the winding long river, hidden in the morning fog, with the smell of sea water, wantonly and publicity, as if even the sweat on the skin is so fresh.

Those lazy afternoons, those dreamy gibberish, those bitter melancholy, all are left here.