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Gong Li was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"fine,"

Han Yi composed himself and replied sincerely, "Sister Gong Li, I really didn't mean anything by it. I was just worried that you would be harassed by the media here. If there were any inaccuracies in the reports, it would be bad for you and for the image of Chinese filmmakers."

A hint of amusement flashed in Gong Li's eyes: "You really think so? Isn't it just to help your little chubby Fan win Best Actress?"

Han Yi lowered his head and smiled bitterly, thinking to himself that experience is indeed the best teacher, and he wondered how Zhang Yimou had managed to subdue this woman back then.

He steadied his voice and said, "Really, no. I know Fan Xiaopang's acting skills. I'm just looking out for you."

Gong Li teased Han Yi for a while, but realizing he wasn't interested in dating her, she laughed heartily and said, "I've read your 'Selaginella,' why didn't you ask me to act in it?"

"How could I possibly afford to invite you, Sister Gong Li?" Han Yi was dumbfounded by the question.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore." Gong Li waved her hand and naturally took his arm, walking towards the edge of the beach.

Han Yi was startled: "Be careful, there might be reporters."

Gong Li had already put on sunglasses: "What are you afraid of? I'm an actress, not a star."

"Sister Gong Li, which domestic star can compare to you right now?" Han Yi said, covering his face.

Gong Li chuckled, "You've got a sweet tongue. Tell me the truth, did Fan Bingbing get the role by sleeping with you?"

"Can we talk about something else...?" Han Yi said helplessly.

"Virtue".

Gong Li suddenly stopped and stood in the sand.

Han Yi thought to himself, "Is this woman going through menopause?"

He had no choice but to grab her arm and half-drag, half-persuade her towards Robert and Sophia, his tone hardening:

"Sister Gong Li, since you're already here, you might as well get to know her and learn a couple of Italian phrases. You never know when you might need them."

Although Gong Li is a tough girl from Northeast China, she is not as strong as Han Yi.

And so, Han Yi practically dragged her forward, leaving two lines of deep and shallow footprints winding their way through the sand...

The 59th Venice Film Festival officially opened the following afternoon.

Han Yi stayed up with Gong Li until midnight last night before returning to the hotel. He first introduced Sophia to her, and then the group had a seafood meal together, which was paid for by Gong Li.

Han Yi then took Gong Li back to the hotel where the judges were staying. By the time they returned to Chen Chen's room, it was already midnight.

I slept until evening before waking up.

Han Yi sat up in bed, shook his groggy head, and muttered, "My biological clock is messed up, I need to get it back on track."

Chen Chen just came out of the bathroom and urged him to go wash up quickly.

Han Yi walked naked into the bathroom, took a thorough shower, and then began to change his clothes, feeling refreshed.

Chen Chen prepared two custom-made suits for him this time, one black with a subtle pattern and the other black without a pattern.

Han Yi picked up his clothes and muttered, "Chenchen, why do you always pick black for me? Did you get a kickback?"

"Stop talking nonsense and change quickly. I've put away the outfit you wore in Cannes; you can wear it next time."

Han Yi was taken aback: "Aren't they all the same black? You might as well frame it and hang it on the wall."

"If you write another letter, I'll frame you first!"

Han Yi shut up and obediently changed into his suit and leather shoes. Chen Chen took out a can of hair wax from her small bag, pressed him in front of the mirror, dipped her fingertips in it, and combed his hair into a middle part.

"I don't like this hairstyle, it's so girly," Han Yi complained.

Chen Chen ignored him and continued adjusting the direction of her hair, muttering under her breath, "What do you know? I studied character design, how could I not be able to do a good job of styling a haircut?"

She wore a black dress today, which made her skin appear even whiter; her red lips were bright, and her thin-rimmed glasses added a touch of charm; her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing the Chanel fruity perfume that Han Yi had brought back from Cannes last time.

Han Yi sniffed the air, a slight tremor ran through him, and his hand moved unconsciously...

"Snapped!"

I got a slap on the back of my hand.

"What are you thinking about! Don't move around."

After the preparations were completed, Han Yi pulled Chen Chen out the door, and as soon as they opened the door, they met Fan Xiaopang coming out of the next room.

She was dressed in a white gown that accentuated her figure, her makeup was bright and vibrant, and she walked with a swaying gait; all she was missing was a fox tail.

The three of them went downstairs together. In the lobby, Han Shanping, Tian Zhuangzhuang, and the Wenwu brothers were already waiting there in formal attire, each looking very smart.

As for Lu Taro, don't even mention him; Director Han finds him disgusting.

Han Shanping smiled and sized up Han Yi: "You look quite dashing, with two beautiful women following you. You look like a rich young master. Sigh, why didn't I think of bringing a female companion?"

"Mr. Han, you're absolutely right today. You look incredibly handsome, just like—a great wind rises and clouds fly high."

Han Yi replied with a smile, and continued, "Besides, the film festival organizers will provide female companions."

Han Shanping's eyes darted around, and he casually put his hands into his pockets: "It's about time, let's go."

The group left the hotel, boarded a limousine arranged by the film festival, and headed to the Palais des Festivals.

Just before getting on the bus, Jiang Wu quietly pulled Han Yi aside: "Does Venice really provide female companions?"

Han Yi shook his head and did not reply.

Inside the car, Han Yi sat in the passenger seat, while Chen Chen and Fan Xiaopang chatted quietly in the back.

"Chenchen, you look so elegant today, and you look especially good standing next to Director Han."

"No, Sister Fan, your clothes look great on you, they accentuate your figure perfectly."

"By the way, Chenchen, did you go to Cannes with Director Han?"

"No, Teacher Dai accompanied him that time. I heard the school hasn't reimbursed them for their Cannes expenses yet..."

"Really?"

……

As is well known, the three major European film festivals are Cannes in May, Venice in September, and Berlin in February.

The red carpet in Berlin is the coldest, often leaving female celebrities looking pale and uncomfortable, while the weather in Venice in August and September is also frighteningly hot.

Vehicles arrived at the red carpet entrance one after another. Jiang Wen, Han Shanping, and Tian Zhuangzhuang walked onto the red carpet quickly, after all, one is a film salesman and the other is nominated for a newly added category.

Lu Taro, emboldened by some unknown source, lingered on the red carpet for a long time, reluctant to go in, hoping the reporters would take more photos, but no camera shutters were pointed in his direction.

The crew of "Public Toilet" also came. As for how they recognized him, it was because their crew members were speaking Cantonese right behind Han Yi.

I couldn't understand the gibberish.

After waiting a few minutes and watching the previous film crews leave, Han Yi, guided by staff, walked onto the red carpet with Chen Chen by the hand on his left, Xiao Pang by the hand on his right, and Jiang Wu behind him, and began taking photos.

It must be said that as the oldest international film festival, the Venice Film Festival still has a lot of reporters on the red carpet. A huge crowd of them crowded on both sides of the red carpet, carrying long lenses and cameras, flashing lights and clicking shutters.

"Han! Look here! Look here!"

Han Yi thought to himself, "I don't have any popular support in Venice, so how come anyone recognizes me?" He turned around and saw that it was Robert.

Old Luo, carrying his camera, started snapping photos of Han Yi, saying, "Thank you for introducing me to Sofia. The film festival rented a very cheap screening room for me. Remember to come and watch."

Han Yi nodded, not daring to reply. This time was different from Cannes; if he were caught by reporters, it would definitely be a major headline in the domestic entertainment news.

Han Yi has already come up with headlines: "Degeneration: Beijing Film Academy student Han Yi watches porn in Venice" and "Shocking: The literary and martial brothers corrupt the genius student director Han Yi."

Chen Chen posed for a few photos with Fan Xiaopang on the red carpet, then turned and linked arms with Han Yi. After posing for photos with the reporters, the group strolled leisurely across the red carpet into the main venue of the film palace.