Chapter 937 Vase Discrimination
Anson:?
What's going on?
To be honest, Anson still believes in other people's expertise. Maybe he didn't see it, but it doesn't mean nothing happened. He himself still lacks experience. At this moment, the black suit became alert, and Ansen also became alert. , followed the line of sight in the black suit, and scanned the whole place.
Looking left and right, Anson confirmed that there was nothing unusual around the red carpet. The reporters did not break through the railings, and no fans broke through the blockade. The other black suits, media and film festival staff all looked calm. , there were not even other crew members, and the order was normal.
So, what is this doing?
Is this guy in a black suit performing "Bodyguard" alone?
Anson couldn't laugh or cry. He patted the arm of the black suit and said in a half-joking tone, "Relax. Relax!"
However, the black suit still did not turn around and completely refused to have anything to do with Anson. He made eye contact and refused to explain any situation at all. He forcefully pushed Anson up the stairs as if he was trying to catch a chicken.
The situation is not right.
Anson didn't expect it at all. He was pushed by the black suit without warning. He staggered half a step. He subconsciously stepped aside and missed the thick arm of the black suit.
Crisis suddenly arises.
If this was a Hollywood movie like "Mission: Impossible", the black suit would have pulled out a dagger and stabbed Anson in the heart.
Then... there is no more.
But this is not a Hollywood movie.
The black suit felt Anson's escape and his hot and sharp gaze. He finally turned to look at Anson, "You have enjoyed your time. You should leave now and leave the space here to the real actors."
Anson: Huh?
What does this mean? What is a real actor?
The story is developing in the direction of a French comedy movie.
Anson didn't want to speculate on other people's attitudes, especially since the security guards were just doing their jobs conscientiously, and he tried to cooperate as much as possible.
But what about the contempt and disdain in the eyes of the man in black suit?
Why, can’t vases be worn on the red carpet? Or is there a limit to the time the vase can appear on the red carpet at the film festival, or is it simply banned?
Involuntarily, Anson smiled.
Not sarcastically, but sincerely.
These days in Cannes, Anson really feels the grandeur of the film festival. Everything is about movies, and it is truly a hot spot for movies.
Of course, there are also some hostile attitudes, because Anson is a vase, and "vase = brainless." They don't think Anson understands movies, or they don't think Anson's views are worth sharing, listening, and discussing. Their words are full of contempt and disdain. Contempt and refute Anson unconditionally.
Anson doesn't mind this either -
After being baptized by social network trolls and experiencing overwhelming online violence in his previous life, these attacks in front of him can only be regarded as a sprinkling of water.
Anson's attitude has always been calm. If they are willing to talk, he will communicate in a calm and generous manner. Even if he does not have the demeanor of talking to others, he will never be frightened; but if they are blinded by prejudice and refuse to open their hearts, he will He wasn't prepared to be hot-faced but cold-butt, he didn't have time.
Anyway, Anson doesn’t mind being labeled a vase and is not ashamed of it at all. He is not prepared to please everyone and expects everyone to like him.
This is my first time attending a film festival. I came here to feel the atmosphere and experience the movies.
But I never expected that "vase discrimination" would actually happen on the red carpet -
In public, under the spotlight.
This is definitely an accident.
So, does the guy in the black suit think the presence of the vase tarnished the Cinema Palace red carpet? Or does the appearance of the vase lower the quality of the film festival?
If he sincerely holds this idea, he should go to the selection committee that selected "Elephant" into the main competition section, and he should go to the jury that recalled the "Elephant" crew.
But obviously, he didn't dare.
So, he only dared to find Anson, the "culprit", a soft persimmon.
Unfortunately, Anson is made of iron.
Anson smiled directly and looked at the man in the black suit with dignity, "What if I refuse." The black suit was stunned, completely unaware that Anson actually collided head-on, and his clear and bright eyes showed no sign of it. Avoid looking directly into his eyes.
Calm, straightforward and courageous.
On the contrary, the black suit felt guilty and looked away with twinkling eyes.
For a moment, he became angry and embarrassed, and the black suit did not continue to speak. He raised his hands and prepared to fight hard.
This time, Anson was not so obedient. He directly blocked the opponent and pushed his right arm away firmly, "Why, Cannes officially stipulates the time for staying on the red carpet. How many minutes is it specifically? I’m all ears.”
Neither humble nor arrogant, neither sick nor slow.
Anson didn’t make a fuss, but he didn’t settle the matter either.
The man in the black suit was stunned, with a trace of annoyance and anger flashing in his eyes. He grabbed the reins rationally and barely controlled himself. He did not respond directly to Anson's question, but continued to persist.
“You should leave.”
Anson was particularly happy, with a bright smile, “Who said that, you?”
People often think that vases tend to have good tempers, which is not really "good tempered" but the image shown by public relations. They dare not act like a big name because their agents and public relations people repeatedly remind them to be honest. Once the vases act like a big name, If the news gets out, he will probably be sprayed to death.
However, this does not mean that the vases do not show off, they just do not show their temper in public places where people can see it, and secretly show their temper.
In front of him, in full view of everyone, Ansen just wanted to show off his big name——
It was a little exciting.
Anson stood there with a smile on his face, without yelling or moving his hands or feet. His clear blue eyes looked straight at him calmly and calmly.
Black Suit: Uh-huh.
A breath stuck in his chest. He could no longer control himself. He became angry and raised his right hand, ready to push Anson again; but Anson showed no weakness. Not only did he not get out of the way, but he also took the initiative to move forward. Half step.
However, he did not take action and just stared at the other party as if he were an equal.
The movement of the black suit froze and stopped in mid-air.
The atmosphere actually became so stiff.
Click, click...
The sound of shutters and flashlights are overwhelming, recording everything that is happening in front of you frame by frame. As long as you are not blind, you can tell that something is happening in front of you.
Moreover, Anson is obviously the victim.
But, what exactly happened? Why does the guy in the black suit keep forcing Anson off the red carpet?
Hell.
"Let him stay."
"Anson!"
"Let him stay!"
Emmanuel did not expect this scene at all, she was still Judging the situation, she didn't have time to organize her thoughts. The surrounding people could not wait to make noises. She looked around in confusion. One or two of her colleagues' faces were full of depression. She understood it all at once——
Tonight’s award ceremony is full of uncertainties. The uncertainty caused by various accidents is already unsettling. It’s hard to finally seize a focus, but then something like this happens, and I can’t control my emotions.
"Let him stay."
One after another, the shouts suddenly surged together, and the whole place was boiling.
This scene is probably something that no one expected.
So, what kind of movie is it now, an Italian absurd comedy?
(End of this chapter)