Chapter 163： french goddess

Chapter 163 The French Goddess

Dunn has participated in the reception many times, but this is the first time he has participated in this kind of open-air beach reception.

Sea breeze, music, surging waves, mellow red wine, passionate girl

I have to say, the French's literary and artistic style is eye-opening.

Dunn saw Natalie from a distance. She was lovingly lingering with Luc Besson. She was laughing all the time and looked very happy.

Director Sam Mendes, who just won the Palme d'Or, is undoubtedly the protagonist of the reception.

Two months ago, he just won the Oscar for best director and best picture; two months later, he won the Palme d'Or again, and he is definitely a momentary man.

The celebration reception is different from the awards ceremony. There are many beautiful and enthusiastic French girls on the scene. I don't know what the relationship is. For what purpose, they competed at the reception, which seemed to overwhelm Nicole Kidman and Natalie Portman. The style of the two best actresses.

Dunn is not interested in those girls who are scratching their heads.

It's not that they are not beautiful enough, but that they are really not famous, and Dunn doesn't know them.

As a woman, in addition to being young, beautiful, and good-looking, what is more attractive is identity.

Just like the famous French goddess Sophie Marceau.

In the past few years, she has made several films in Hollywood one after another, and has also acted as the heroine, but she has been tepid. Her literary and artistic acting skills are mainstream in Europe and are not popular in Hollywood.

To put it bluntly, the old beauty has no culture, no background, and no artistic aesthetics.

The American people don't appreciate that kind of bland, showy and restrained performance. In their opinion, the vase should be the kind of silly and sweet Julia Roberts.

No wonder it is ridiculed by Europe all day long!

Tang En searched for five minutes and refused the "invitation" of seven or eight girls in a row, and finally found the beautiful figure of Sophie Marceau, who was holding a glass of red wine, and Maggie Marceau, the heroine of "In the Mood for Love". Zhang happy Lingling.

Tang En raised his mouth, asked for a glass of red wine, and walked up quickly, showing a sunny and confident smile, "Two beautiful ladies, can I be fortunate enough to know the content of your Lingling?"

Seeing Tang En, Sophie Marceau flashed a surprise in her eyes, while Maggie Zhang was pure adoration, "I just received an invitation from a French producer, so I asked Sophie some questions. Director Walker, I especially like your movies!"

Maggie Zhang's husband is a French director. She and Sophie Marceau know each other very well. Dunn smiled: "Your performance in "In the Mood for Love" was very good, but this time I didn't get the best actress. It's luck. I believe the best actress at Cannes will be yours in the future."

"thanks!"

Maggie Zhang raised a wine glass to Dunn and enjoyed the appreciation from this top Hollywood director.

Taking a sip, Dunn said, "I'm sorry, Maggie, can I have a few words with Sophie alone?"

Maggie Zhang was stunned for a moment, then reacted, slightly embarrassed, "Okay, okay!"

Sophie Marceau was rated as the perfect face by the French media!

After Maggie Zhang left, Sophie Marceau's enigmatic eyes swept across Dunn, and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Walker, I'm afraid you're not talking about movies, right?"

"Oh?" Tang En remained silent and smiled slightly, "Why?"

Sophie Marceau's eyes flashed across Dunn's eyes, she took a sip of red wine, and a charming arc was hooked on the corner of her mouth, "Man, only eyes can't tell lies."

Dunn laughed and said, "Are all French people so philosophical?"

Sophie Marceau's sparkling eyes fluttered gently, "This is not philosophy, it's human."

"Okay, then, Miss Marceau, what kind of person do you see in my eyes?"

"original."

Sophie Marceau was biting the red robe, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, like the sea under this dark night, deep and charming.

Tang En didn't change his face, pretending to be dazed, "The primitive man Xing? What is it?"

Sophie Marceau leaned forward slightly, and her low-pitched dress immediately showed the infinite style inside.

She seemed a little drunk, but Dunn knew that she didn't drink too much. That kind of Mianwei and drunkenness echo each other, and the flaming red and white and tender skin complement each other. Even if Tang En wanders among the flowers all year round, he can't help but feel uneasy, and his heart suddenly accelerates.

This kind of extreme charm brought by a few words, even Nicole Kidman will be resigned.

"Mr. Walker, are you still pretending?"

"No, Miss Marceau, I really don't understand what you mean."

To be honest, Dunn was a little nervous. It's not the same tension as delivering your first love to Natalie Portman on Kate Winslet.

"It's so boring, I thought you would admit it generously." Sophie Marceau took a step back, sighed faintly, and looked at Tang En's eyes with a little playfulness.

"I don't quite understand, what are you talking about." Tang En looked at her with a smile, and seemed to enjoy this "passive" feeling.

Sophie Marceau bit the corner of her mouth lightly, glanced at him coquettishly, took a small step forward, leaned against his ear, and said in a very small voice and an exotic tone: "You miss me, Is it right?"

She seemed to omit a word in her words, but her breath was right next to her ear, and Tang En could clearly see that Dian Tao was a very rude word, and it was a word starting with the letter "f" that is banned in the United States.

Tang En's breathing became a little hurried, and he could not wait to bring her down on the spot.

He took the initiative to take a step back, forcibly suppressed the excessive restlessness in his heart, and smiled: "To be honest, when I was a teenager, I liked watching your movies very much. You are often the object of my dreams."

Sophie Marceau seemed to have won, smiled and blinked her charming eyes, "My hometown is France, here, I am the host and you are the guest."

"So" Tang En paused and looked at her deeply, "The master must do his best to take good care of the guests and meet the needs of the guests, right?"

Sophie Marceau pursed her lips, but her eyes suddenly flashed a bit of anticipation Reciprocity? "

"Um?"

Dunn was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately.

Just now, it seemed like an illusory dream, until this moment, the dream mirror was finally shattered, allowing him to recognize the reality.

Reciprocity?

Yes, it's all deals!

Another deal!

In France, Sophie Marceau can do her best as a landlord and "take care" of Dunn; then when she goes to Hollywood and arrives at Dunn's territory, will he also take care of her, a foreign Frenchman?

All the charming, enchanting, charming and charming just now disappeared at this moment.

Tang En suddenly understood a truth, the hometown of art, the city of romance, and the noble goddess are all dog pyrenes!

The entertainment industry is the entertainment industry!

Hollywood is full of deals, and the French film industry is also full of deals of all kinds!

Even the goddess Sophie Marceau, a French national treasure, is no exception.

Tang En instantly got out of the "psychedelic" state just now, his mood was flat and calm, and he said with a smile: "Okay, my rule of doing things is to communicate with courtesy."

Sophie Marceau smiled comfortably, "Go to my place."

"Come to my hotel, I have two bodyguards, it's safer." Tang En responded without thinking, and suddenly said: "By the way, I respect courtesy and exchanges, but I will pay back as many gifts as others give. Li, I hope you understand this."

Sophie Marceau rolled her hair by her ear and opened her mouth, "Of course, you are the most honorable guest, and I will meet all your requirements."

Tang En narrowed his eyes, "Really? Is it all requirements?"

Sophie Marceau smiled charmingly, "Do what you say."

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Chapter 163 The French Goddess