Chapter 783 Xiang Yang was shocked, is my wife born in the year of Rabbit? !
I stayed up almost all night.
After getting off the plane, Xiang Yang barely had time to rest.
The topic of Lafayette coming to China to participate in the filming of a movie starring Liu Qianqian has overshadowed the most popular movie "Bullet" after a night of brewing.
Reporters from major media and Internet portals were stationed at the airport gate.
As soon as Han Sanping and others appeared, they pounced on them.
"Mr. Han, would you like to invite Mr. Karl Lagerfeld to watch the movie "Bullet"?"
"Mr. Han, would you like to ask about the specific scenes of Mr. Karl Lagerfeld? How do you arrange it? Will you have in-depth interactions with the leading actors?"
"Mr. Han."
People are in high spirits during happy events, and Han Sanping is no exception in this regard.
Some time ago, due to the influence of Dongzhan, the domestic entertainment industry was in great turmoil.
A number of movies from Hong Kong Island and Bay Area have been removed from the shelves, and a number of movies that were planned to be introduced have been stopped.
But many people who originally looked down on the mainland film and television industry came out to call out.
It is said that domestic movies have been in decline since then, and cinemas will only be filled with all kinds of bad movies that insult the intelligence of movie fans and audiences.
Some people even boast that the future movie market will only have main theme movies, and the box office appeal of mainland actors is simply not enough to support this huge market.
But now facts have proven that even if "Zhao" and "Laughing" failed to stand out among Hollywood masterpieces, excellent movies like "Bullet" are still welcomed by the market.
Unlike Hong Kong stars in the past, mainland actors have begun to occupy a large amount of film time.
This is especially eye-catching in Uncle Ge’s three Lunar New Year movies.
"If I have time, I will." Han Sanping said with a hearty smile to Han Sanping who was surrounded by him.
As for whether Karl Lagerfeld has this time.
Then we have to wait until we meet in person.
"As long as Xiang Yang is willing to speak, he should give him this face." Han Sanping Ancun.
"Mr. Han, can you introduce us to Huaying's next works?" A reporter immediately seized the opportunity and asked.
“Next.”
Han Sanping looked at the reporter appreciatively.
"My Altay" and "The Battle of Wenshan Pass" are China Film's next real big projects. When the focus is on themselves, they will naturally attract more attention.
So he started talking.
On the plane, after getting in touch with Gaultier, Karl Lagerfeld’s assistant came over before the plane landed to report that the latter had arrived at the airport in Beijing.
“Unexpectedly, he was faster than us.” Karl Lagerfeld couldn’t help but smile after working almost all night.
Xiang Yang, who was sitting in his seat with his eyes closed and concentrating, raised his eyelids.
He originally thought that the two of them would come to the capital together, but who knew what his former boss Gaultier thought.
You have to take the civil airliner by yourself.
Could it be that he knew that Karl Lagerfeld, a workaholic, didn’t rest on the plane, so he couldn’t save his face and went into the room to sleep?
Rub!
Why don’t you say anything?
Remembering that the last time he and Karl Lagerfeld went to Italy, they took a private jet arranged for him by Hermès. The old guy might have deliberately restrained himself.
But this time his true colors were revealed while taking his own plane, Xiang Yang was speechless.
I got tricked again.
"Boss, please rest for a while. We will land in about 20 minutes." Bea Shaffer, who was sitting next to Xiangyang, sent a message of concern.
She slept soundly last night.
Also resting well were Little John and Little Anzi.
This further confirmed Xiang Yang’s judgment in his heart.
The only one who was cheated was himself.
After closing his eyes silently, Xiangyang began to stare blankly, but it felt like he was about to fall asleep when the plane landed
"Xiang, how was the harvest of this flight?" Gaultier, who had already arrived at the arrivals area with the staff to wait for Xiang Yang and others, raised his eyebrows mischievously when he saw them.
"The harvest is great."
Xiang Yang pursed his lips, "It's also very tiring."
"Haha, I forgot to remind you, but you will get used to it." Gao Ti Yeah haha laugh.
"Next time no matter what, I won't fly with him." Xiang Yang complained in a low voice. He had no excuse to run away on the plane, so he could only accompany him obediently.
If the old man gets angry, ask the flight attendant to open the cabin door and kick him down to get some cool air.
Xiang Yang, who enjoys life happily, is not too interested in the fact that other people are more keen to stand next to Lafayette and accept the worship of others.
"Wait a minute, I have something to show you." Karl Lagerfeld was already standing behind the two of them.
He was still wearing the same Givenchy formal suit that he wore everywhere he went. Paired with sunglasses, he had an attitude that he didn't like anyone, clearly displayed on his face.
“Let’s go, I heard from the staff that there are many reporters outside.” Gaultier smiled.
Hearing that there were reporters everywhere, Xiang Yang's heart trembled even more, and he quickly asked Bea Shaffer to take out his sunglasses from his bag and put them on.
If a reporter had taken a photo of him with red eyes, they might have fabricated it.
“Here, help me hold him.” After giving the child to Xiang Yang, Little John also took out sunglasses from his arms.
You all pretend to be cool, right?
I have it too.
"Grrrr~" Little Anzi saw something on the faces of the adults, her eyes were shining, and she reached out to grab it out of curiosity.
"Here you go, annoying little guy." Xiangyang didn't expect him to be so greedy, and was afraid that he would lose his temper, so he quickly took off his sunglasses and put them on the little guy's face.
For babies under one year old, adult sunglasses are obviously much larger.
For a while, only the pacifier was left on JoJo’s round face.
Everything from the nose up is almost covered by sunglasses.
"Giggle~" The little guy seemed very satisfied and laughed again.
"Boss, what about you?" Bea Shaffer asked. Seeing the child's little claws holding on so tightly, she knew that it would not be that easy to take it off again.
"Just go and buy one for me." Xiang Yang looked around.
There are many duty-free shops in the arrival hall, and there is no shortage of sunglasses.
It’s just an emergency, Xiangyang doesn’t know how to choose a brand. "No, I have a lot on the plane." Karl Lagerfeld stopped Bea Shaffer, who had already taken a step forward, and signaled his assistant to quickly get a pair of sunglasses.
After a while, as soon as everyone came out, Han Sanping was left behind by the reporters before he could even greet Xiang Yang, Karl, Gaultier and others.
Seeing this enthusiastic attitude, Xiangyang quickly pressed Xiao Anzi into his arms, fearing that he would be frightened.
But the way the little guy tried to hide in his arms also shows that.
Are you worthy of being called "An Lushan"?
"Everyone, please maintain order."
"Don't be crowded." The security personnel in charge of the scene quickly stopped the people, but they couldn't stop the cameras in their hands.
After a few clicks, Han Sanping walked out of the crowd and came to Xiangyang's side accompanied by the staff.
He didn't even bother saying hello, he was thinking about how to take Xiangyang and the others away quickly.
There are a lot of reporters.
This is normal.
Although famous designers are not celebrities, their influence is far higher than that of celebrities. Take the identities of Xiang Yang, Lafayette and Lao Nantong as examples.
Not to mention that domestic stars cannot match their influence, even Hollywood superstars with countless fans around the world cannot compare.
In front of brands, celebrities are often just tools.
Designers at their level are the ones at the helm of driving the brand forward.
Not to mention, one of these three people is a famous fashion emperor, one is a well-known designer, and the other one is also a landlord.
"Shoot!"
"Awesome photo!"
The reporter's hands kept moving, Han Sanping was a little worried, "Our car is ready, please follow me Come on.”
Arrange for them to be interviewed?
How to arrange it?
The temporarily opened arrival exit was surrounded by media.
"Okay, Mr. Han, please lead the way." Xiangyang responded quickly, not caring whether Lafayette and the old naughty boy were happy or not, he hurriedly followed Han Sanping.
Putting on a posture of "On my territory, listen to me".
In this regard, Lafayette and the old naughty boy looked at each other, the former still had a straight face, while the latter smiled slightly.
But the two of them moved in unison, and with the help of the staff, they kept up with Xiang Yang.
Behind them, Little John waved enthusiastically to the reporters, responding to their hospitality.
He is different from the previous ones.
These three people like to put on a show in front of the public, and he wishes that reporters would give him more shots.
"Mr. Rang, look here."
"Mr. Rang, can you accept an interview?"
"Mr. Rang"
As for the media, apart from a large part of them who were still following Xiang Yang and others and taking pictures, there were actually a few who gave Little John enough face.
Some shouted in Chinese and some in English.
In the midst of the noise, he really understood, and responded in Chinese in a very easy-going manner: "When I have the opportunity, I will definitely accept your interview."
Really?
Don't look at Little John's drawing of a pie.
But many reporters smiled happily.
However, several staff members around Little John couldn't help but frowned. You, a foreigner who can speak Chinese, can you go faster?
"It seems that I am here. It's quite popular." Lafayette, who was walking in front of Xiang Yang, noticed this scene when he turned around and whispered to Xiang Yang.
“Him?” Xiang Yang nodded.
Little John is certainly popular with reporters here.
If I were in his position, I would do better.
The butt determines the head.
In this situation, it is impossible for him to stop and interact with the media.
Karl Lagerfeld and Gaultier would not do the same.
Because the nature of their work determines that they need to maintain a certain professional image and mystery to maintain authority and professionalism in the industry.
Even if a magazine closely related to fashion makes an interview request, you need to think twice before responding.
This kind of schedule requires us to face a complex media group. How can we casually respond to all kinds of questions that come to our ears, but if we listen carefully, they are not of high value.
But after entering the elevator, before the door was closed, Xiang Yang, who was holding JoJo, still waved to the reporters guarding the door, and then pointed to the child in his arms.
This group of shots appeared in the report page of that day as expected.
And Liu Qianqian was not surprised to see relevant reports.
Entering the house and going to the bedroom, she woke up Xiangyang in the dark room to have a meal before going back to sleep. She asked angrily:
"Other people's sons hugged Are you feeling comfortable?"
"No way, come to my arms, I'm exhausted every day." Xiang Yang rubbed his eyes and asked drowsily:
< br>“What time is it and why did you come back?”
"What time is it?"
Liu Qianqian frowned. After Xiangyang arrived in the capital, she accompanied Lafayette and the old naughty boy to stay in the courtyard arranged by Han Sanping.
Besides, she also knew that they had a wonderful dinner.
But as for the fact that Xiangyang had been wandering around all day, she was busy filming and didn't really have time to ask.
Mainly.
"I heard that you used me as a template to plan a cartoon?" Liu Qianqian asked softly, reaching out to help Xiang Yang tidy up his hair that was messy from sleep.
"How is that possible? You listened to Little John's nonsense. Where did you meet him?"
Enjoying Liu Qianqian's tender fingertips brushing against his face, Xiang Yang felt There is no need to get up, it would be better to lie down for a while.
"Not me?" Liu Qianqian was surprised. Xiang Yang's answer was completely different from what Little John told vividly.
“How could it be you, that rabbit.”
"I am from the Year of the Rabbit!"
"Hey, my wife, please let go of my ears if it hurts"
(End of this chapter)